“Is that Mom?”
He had been completely immersed in the Epiphany of Tyrant King Fist.
Making more than ten calls to Ye Fan in a short period of time clearly indicated an urgent matter.
This made Ye Fan's heart sink.
So, Ye Fan quickly called back.
“Beep, beep, beep…”
After a long time of ringing, the call finally connected.
A very haggard face soon appeared on the screen, and even the background behind her seemed faintly like a hospital.
Seeing his mother like this, Ye Fan's nose couldn't help but sting.
“Mom, what’s wrong?”
As a man, Ye Fan quickly calmed down and asked.
“Xiaofan, your dad doesn’t have much time left. Hurry back and see him one last time, boohoo…”
Saying this, his mother, Lan Cuifang, couldn't help but wipe away tears again.
Ye Fan was greatly shocked to hear his mother's words.
“Mom, don’t worry. What happened to my dad?”
Ye Fan’s heart was urgent.
Logically speaking, although these past few years, he and Jinlian had been supported to enroll in Martial University.
His father, Ye Jun, had become somewhat bent from the burden.
However, when his father was young, he had served in the City Guard Army, and his body had always been quite robust.
How could it be?
After less than half a year of not seeing him, his father was on the verge of death?
“Boohoo…”
His mother, Lan Cuifang, had red eyes and looked very haggard.
She sobbed, “Your dad participated in a secret escort of a wealthy man’s treasure to earn quick money, and he encountered an attack from a strange beast.”
“Not only was your dad severely injured, but the treasure, valued at five million, also disappeared without a trace.”
Ye Fan completely missed the rest of his mother Lan Cuifang's words.
“Is there still hope for my dad?”
Ye Fan clenched his fist, making a creaking sound, and his voice trembled slightly as he asked.
“All the money at home has been spent, and even our small house has been sold.
However, we are still short of five hundred thousand for medical expenses!”
“Boohoo… I’ve borrowed from everyone, but those relatives have long despised our poverty, and now, they’ve all disappeared.”
“Your dad also insists… on giving up treatment!”
His mother, Lan Cuifang, sobbed continuously, and a hint of despair flickered in her red eyes.
Upon hearing this, Ye Fan felt as if his heart was being pricked by needles.
After all.
Martial Dao was a money pit, and the family’s income over the years, for an ordinary family, was actually not small.
However, their quality of life had been deteriorating.
It was because he and Jinlian pursued Martial Dao, which consumed too much of the family’s money.
Otherwise, his father would never have taken such a risk to earn quick money!
A strong sense of self-blame surged in Ye Fan’s heart!
“Five hundred thousand!”
Suddenly, Ye Fan’s eyes lit up.
Just now, Instructor Wu Xie of the Star Martial Hall had extended an olive branch to him.
If he could meet the Martial Hall’s contract requirements tomorrow, he could sign with the Martial Hall.
Then, perhaps he could apply for an advance on one year’s cultivation fees.
“Mom, how much time does my dad have left?”
Ye Fan went straight to the point and asked.
“The doctor said, if we give up treatment, at most three days! Boohoo…”
His mother, Lan Cuifang, completely panicked.
After all, the pillar of their family had collapsed; how would they live in the future?
And Ye Fan remembered when he was little, his father, while participating in the City Guard Army, patted his shoulder and said:
“From today on, you are the only man in this family. You must take care of your mom and your sister!”
And today's situation was remarkably similar.
“Mom, continue your dad’s treatment. I’ll figure out the five hundred thousand!”
Ye Fan said with certainty.
“Ah? Xiaofan, what nonsense are you talking about? Don’t be foolish, don’t act rashly!”
Upon hearing this, his mother, Lan Cuifang, immediately panicked.
Five hundred thousand was a huge sum for their family.
And Ye Fan was still pursuing Martial Dao; where would he get such a large sum of five hundred thousand?
“Mom, don’t worry. I won’t steal, and I won’t rob. I will definitely rely on my own abilities. I’ll be back within three days!”
With that, Ye Fan hung up the phone.
His still slightly immature face was filled with determination.
“Woah, who pooped their pants? It smells so bad.”
“Really, it smells awful.”
“Keep your voice down, that big guy doesn't look easy to mess with.”
......
The surroundings were filled with chatter.
“Hmm?”
This naturally startled Ye Fan.
Suddenly, he looked down and saw that the surface of his skin was covered in a layer of grime, emitting a foul, fishy smell.
He didn't know if it was the effect of his body being cleansed after receiving the Nine Star Hegemon Body, or if it was the detoxification brought by the Tyrant King Fist.
No wonder that Instructor Wu ran faster than a rabbit after offering him an olive branch earlier.
Plop.
Having lived by the river since childhood, Ye Fan naturally knew how to swim.
He jumped directly into the river water and washed himself.
When Ye Fan came ashore, he had completely calmed down.
Having been expelled from the Jiangnan Martial University trial camp, he was homeless.
He bought a few steamed buns, intending to fill his stomach, but unexpectedly, the more he ate, the hungrier he became?
It wasn't until, under the shocked gaze of the steamed bun stall owner, Ye Fan reluctantly took out a hundred Blue Star coins that his hunger was slightly alleviated.
It seemed that after Awakening the Hegemon Body and increasing his Qi and blood, he needed a large amount of food to replenish himself.
After all, he was not like those Martial Artists who had Awakened their Spiritual nature.
They could replenish themselves by absorbing Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi.
“Little brother, come again next time.”
The owner was enthusiastic.
Ye Fan ran off like a flash.
He should have gone for a buffet instead, to teach the young owner a lesson.
That night, Ye Fan slept in a park by the river.
He remembered a Cultivation Technique he had obtained when he received the Newbie Gift Pack , called the Void Refinement Art.
So, he sat on a park bench and began to study it.
He had to participate in the Martial Hall test tomorrow, and that might be his father's life-saving money; he couldn't afford to lose it.
He had to do everything possible to improve his strength!
“System, add 2 Epiphany points to Void Refinement Art!”
Ye Fan's face showed determination.
“Boom.”
In the Epiphany Concept, when Ye Fan clicked to learn this Spirit Refining technique, he suddenly felt as if his head had been violently struck.
“Void Refinement Art, using the unfathomable mysteries of Heaven and Earth to temper Mental Energy, painful as purgatory, Nirvana and Rebirth…”
A sound like a mighty bell echoed in Ye Fan’s ears.
Swish.
Suddenly, Ye Fan felt as if he was in the vast Void Realm.
“Whoosh!”
“Whoosh!”
The next moment, he heard the sound of strong winds howling.
Immediately after, Ye Fan saw two winds, one black and one white, surging towards him.
“Ah~”
Upon contact, Ye Fan’s seemingly ethereal Mental Energy figure let out a heart-wrenching scream.
It hurt too much.
That feeling was like being torn apart bit by bit, then constantly reassembled, then torn apart again…
【Your Mental Energy has increased to 11.】
【Your Willpower has increased to 21.】
......
Ye Fan struggled with the Spirit Refining technique for several hours before finally stopping.
He felt completely exhausted.
However, this time, it only took a little over two hours to recover.
When a hint of fish-belly white appeared in the eastern sky, Ye Fan opened his eyes.
“My Mental Energy has increased to 15 points, and my Willpower has also increased to 22?”
“Moreover, I feel that both my Mental Energy and Physical Body recovery speed have become much faster.”
“Previously, it would take more than eight hours to recover, but now, it probably only takes two or three hours!”
This discovery filled Ye Fan with immense joy.
This would allow him to push himself even harder in his pursuit of Martial Dao!
Furthermore.
He found that after his Mental Energy increased, his senses seemed to have become much sharper.
Water droplets in the morning mist, early-rising insects, and even people talking and laughing in the distance were all clearly discernible.
This improvement would make his reactions more agile during combat!
After practicing Tyrant King Fist again and having some breakfast, Ye Fan hurried towards the Jianghuai City Star Martial Hall branch at a slow run.
“Ye Fan, is this a place you can come to?!”
As soon as Ye Fan arrived, a slightly grating voice rang out.