Gregory Young vowed solemnly, his snake-like gaze fixed on Brian Young's departing figure, a trace of malice flashing in his eyes as jealousy brewed within him.

"Ten years?" Amanda Young gently brushed the hair from her forehead, appearing quite captivating in the night. Her elegant brows knitted slightly as she said coolly, "So I have to wait ten years?"

"Flying through the sky and burrowing through the earth has been my dream since childhood. Now it seems, only Big Brother Young in the family can help me achieve this wish?" Amanda Young sighed softly, and in her mind appeared the image of that free-spirited, unrestrained senior brother Brian Young, who also possessed an unyielding spirit.

"I must reach the Spirit-Focusing stage!" Gregory Young clenched his fists, determination flashing across his face as he said, "Junior sister, don't worry, I can help you achieve this wish too!"

"You?" Amanda Young laughed. "Even ten of you couldn't compare to a single glance back from Big Brother Brian..."

"Fine, let's make a bet. Give me one year—just one year—and I will definitely cultivate to the Spirit-Focusing stage. By then, junior sister, you must marry me!" Gregory Young said confidently.

"One year? Impossible. If you really succeed, maybe I'll consider it."

Amanda Young's smile bloomed like a flower.

……

The journey was uneventful, and Brian Young arrived at his master Elder Clark's courtyard.

"Come in."

Before Brian Young could speak, the door opened automatically, and the gentle voice of an elderly man came from within.

This showed that the old man's cultivation inside far surpassed Brian Young's.

"Disciple greets Master."

Brian Young entered the room and bowed respectfully to the cross-legged elder.

The old man wore plain clothes, with white hair and a youthful face. Though already in his seventies, his energy and spirit were still abundant, even surpassing that of most young men.

"Sit down first."

Elder Clark's expression was grave. With a gentle wave of his hand, the door closed automatically, and powerful restrictions faintly appeared around the room.

"Master, this is..."

Brian Young sensed something unusual. It seemed his master had summoned him for something far more serious than tomorrow's "Wen Tian Assembly."

"I called you here today for an important matter," Elder Clark said, a trace of weariness on his face. "First, let me tell you some news. Tomorrow, at the 'Wen Tian Assembly,' the 'Yang Family of the Capital' will send people to our Southern Ridge branch to select talented disciples."

"The Yang Family of the Capital?"

Brian Young was greatly surprised.

In the vast Yuyang Kingdom, spanning eighty thousand miles, the Yang Family of the Capital was one of the four most renowned cultivation families, with a history stretching back thousands of years.

It was said that the Southern Ridge Yang Family was merely a branch of the Capital's Yang Family.

The news that this powerful family would come to Yang Family Fort to select disciples filled Brian Young with excitement.

This seemed like good news...

Brian Young thought to himself that, with his own talent, if he performed outstandingly at tomorrow's "Wen Tian Assembly," he would have a good chance of being chosen by the Yang Family of the Capital.

Elder Clark noticed the look on Brian Young's face and suddenly said, "This is not good news for you."

"Why is that?" Brian Young was very puzzled.

If he could join such a large cultivation family, he would meet more experts and gain more cultivation resources.

"Tonight, I will be leaving Yang Family Fort," Elder Clark said, his expression complicated. He did not answer Brian Young's question directly, but instead revealed another decision.

"Master, you're leaving?"

Brian Young was stunned. Then, with a thud, he knelt on the ground, his eyes reddening as he said sincerely, "Master, you have always treated me with great kindness. Why are you suddenly leaving 'Yang Family Fort'?"

Elder Clark waved his hand, and an invisible force lifted Brian Young up. He gazed at his disciple, took a deep breath, and tried to suppress his sadness as he spoke in a calm tone:

"I must leave 'Yang Family Fort,' and it is related to tomorrow's 'Yang Family of the Capital.' You know, twenty years ago, I was close friends with your father Ethan Young. Ten years ago, your father suddenly disappeared. You once asked me about his whereabouts, but I never told you."

"Master, are you going to tell me my father's whereabouts now?"

Brian Young asked anxiously.

Ten years—his father's life or death unknown, his whereabouts a mystery!

"Your father is most likely dead, and the Yang Family of the Capital is one of his enemies. So, if you join the Yang Family of the Capital, it will be like a lamb entering a tiger's den!"

When Elder Clark spoke the word "enemies," his voice was icy, and the temperature in the room seemed to drop.

"At tomorrow's Wen Tian Assembly, under no circumstances should you agree to join the Yang Family of the Capital."

Elder Clark repeatedly warned, "Before you reach the Foundation Establishment stage, this is all I can tell you. When you are strong enough, everything will become clear."

"Alright, you should go back now. I will leave 'Yang Family Fort' tonight to avoid bringing disaster upon you. These are grudges of the previous generation and should not involve the next. Little Brian, as long as you don't join the Yang Family of the Capital, you'll be fine."

Without allowing any argument, Elder Clark sent Brian Young out.

"Master... Master..."