The Lay Flat Life: My Wife's Cultivation Makes Me Stronger - Chapter 90

The more Han Feng listened, the brighter his eyes became. He quickly chimed in,

“Senior Brother, that’s a brilliant idea! This way, the Sect Master, under pressure from both inside and outside the sect, and concerned about the sect’s reputation, combined with the collective demands of all disciples, will have no choice but to agree to expel the Ye family entirely.

If the Sect Master still refuses, then we’ll keep stirring up trouble. The bigger the uproar, the more unbearable the pressure will be. I don’t believe the Sect Master can ignore that.

After all, this sect doesn’t belong to the Sect Master alone. It’s governed by numerous elders who make decisions together. Major matters must be discussed collectively.

Even the Sect Master can’t act arbitrarily.

Besides, I think the Sect Master is a reasonable person. Perhaps we won’t even have to escalate things that far. He might expel the Ye family willingly, using this as an opportunity to uphold justice.”

Shang Yun smiled and replied,
“Junior Brother Han, you’re quick to catch on. That’s exactly it. According to the sect’s rules and regulations, we can’t outright destroy the Ye family. But that doesn’t mean the Sect Master and Elder Tie Lian don’t want to punish them. Maybe they’re just waiting for the right moment.

Over the next few days, I’ll take the lead in forming an ‘Anti-Ye Alliance,’ rallying as many people as possible. With Junior Brother Han as our figurehead, we’ll have an even stronger case.

Thanks to your performance in the secret realm, Junior Brother, everyone in the sect already views the Ye family unfavorably. They see you as the long-suffering victim of the Ye family’s persecution. With you as our representative, publicly known for your deep hatred of the Ye family, we’ll surely gather plenty of disciples to fight against them.

The day the Ye family is expelled from the sect, we’ll chase them down and destroy them completely.

The Ye family may have tens of thousands of members, but only a few thousand are part of our Yin-Yang Sect. The rest are mostly Qi Refining cultivators below the fifth layer or ordinary mortals.

Even with their large numbers, not every Ye family member has exceptional talent or is a cultivation prodigy capable of becoming a disciple.

Once they leave the sect, we’ll hunt them down and annihilate them.

After all, killing fellow disciples is a crime, but killing outsiders or villains isn’t.

The Ye family is wealthy and resourceful. We won’t even need to rally many people—other prominent families won’t miss the chance to carve up such a juicy target.

The Ye family’s fate is sealed. They’ll face total annihilation!”

Shang Yun wasn’t wrong. The Yin-Yang Sect had tens of thousands of disciples, but the surrounding population in the area amounted to millions. Within a thousand-mile radius of the sect’s territory, the population exceeded hundreds of millions.

The Ye family, with its tens of thousands of members, was a small fraction of the sect’s total disciples. If they made up even one-tenth, they would essentially control the sect.

As Shang Yun explained, greed was a powerful motivator. The combination of public outrage and the Ye family’s wealth and resources was enough to make other prominent families take action.

Once the Ye family was expelled, they would face utter destruction, with no place to bury their dead.

Shang Yun turned to Han Feng and said,
“Junior Brother Han, you don’t need to do anything for now. Stay home and keep a low profile. Leave everything to me.

When the Enforcement Hall schedules a trial and summons you to testify, let me know immediately. I’ll inform everyone and gather all the disciples to watch and cause a scene.

I’m well-connected with many prominent families. I’ll give their leaders a heads-up and have them prepare to divide the Ye family’s wealth. During the trial, they’ll help us push the case forward.

Junior Sister Jiang, your Jiang family also needs to contribute significantly to this effort.”

Jiang Surou nodded firmly.
“Understood. When I return, I’ll speak with my father and grandfather to inform them about this matter.”

“Good.”

Shang Yun walked over to Han Feng, placing a hand on his shoulder. With a serious expression, he said,
“Junior Brother Han, I understand how you feel. Senior Brother Gao Hai died to save you. You must feel deeply guilty.

But as long as we can eliminate the Ye family, it will be a victory for the sect and for the mortal world—removing a cancerous tumor once and for all. Senior Brother Gao Hai’s death will not be in vain.

He died an honorable death. He was a hero!”

“Senior Brother, rest assured. This isn’t just about avenging Senior Brother Gao Hai. It’s also about avenging myself and the tens of thousands of innocent mortals who were slaughtered.”

Han Feng walked to the tombstone, knelt down, and kowtowed four times, his expression resolute as he said,
“Senior Brother, thank you for saving my life. Watch over us from the heavens. I swear to avenge you and destroy the Ye family!”

The other senior brothers, watching this scene, nodded in approval.

Han Feng, they thought, was a loyal and righteous junior brother.

Through this experience, Han Feng had also come to better understand his senior brothers and sisters. They were a united and caring group.

It seemed Peak Master Si Yu had a good eye for disciples.

As for Ye Longyuan, before he targeted Han Feng, who would have believed that the polite, humble, and elegant young man was actually a sinister, scheming villain?

Of course, if Han Feng hadn’t been in the picture, and Ye Longyuan had successfully won over Jiang Surou, he might have remained a virtuous gentleman—sunny, hardworking, and an exemplary figure admired by all. He might have been loyal to the sect and a shining beacon of goodness.

But jealousy had clouded Ye Longyuan’s judgment, leading him down a dark path.

Han Feng had changed Ye Longyuan’s character, and Ye Longyuan had changed Han Feng’s.

Han Feng had started as a laid-back, conflict-averse individual who only wanted a peaceful pastoral life.

Now, his bitterness and deep-seated grudges had all been forced upon him by Ye Longyuan.

Since that was the case, there would be no turning back—it would be a fight to the death.

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After everyone dispersed to carry out their tasks, Han Feng and Jiang Surou returned to their small loft. They sat down to meditate and heal their injuries, consuming Revitalizing Pills.

Both of them were still seriously injured and in poor condition, having endured their pain while handling their responsibilities.

After taking the pills, they gradually calmed down.

Jiang Surou turned her head to look at Han Feng and sighed softly,
“Han Feng, I realize I don’t know you as well as I thought. Especially before, I only saw you as an ordinary, timid person.

But after everything that’s happened, I’ve discovered you’re actually very brave.

You left our Jiang family’s main group and went off alone to look for Wang Mian.

You dared to fight an entire group of enemies to avenge your brother.

And this time, you gave me your winged treasure so I could escape while you faced two Foundation Establishment cultivators alone.

You may seem lazy on the surface, but deep down, you’re braver than anyone.

This time, you really moved me.”

“And you’re amazing too. In the end, you didn’t run away. You came back to fight alongside me. But you were a bit foolish—you should’ve just run.”

“You’re the foolish one!” Jiang Surou said, smiling tearfully.

She gazed at Han Feng, tears streaming down her cheeks, and suddenly hugged him tightly.
“Han Feng, thank you. I’m so glad to have you.”

Han Feng hugged her back. Seeing her crying uncontrollably, he knew she was moved by his actions and still grieving for Gao Hai.

He wanted to comfort her but didn’t know what to say.

After a moment of thought, he lifted her chin with his finger, put on a smug and playful expression, and teased,
“Well, well. Weren’t you the cool and aloof type before? Why are you crying now?

Have you fallen for me?”