In a pavilion nestled within the sprawling gardens of the Ye Family's estate,
Ye Qian sat at the center of a grand feast, surrounded by his parents and attended by dozens of graceful maidservants. Since Ye Qian's long coma, they had not gathered like this in days.
The table overflowed with luxurious dishes—Nine Revolutions Dragon Fruit, Phoenix Blood Meat, Immortal Nectar, Azure Phoenix Egg, Starlight Mushrooms, and Heavenly Spirit Wine.
Due to their immense rarity and unique origins, each item could ignite wars among lesser clans. Here, they were simply today's menu.
At Ye Qian's side, his mother Yun Yao beamed as she doted on him, carefully selecting the finest morsels and placing them in his bowl.
Before he could even lift his chopsticks, she was already offering delicacies to his mouth with a tenderness that seemed to wrap around him like a protective embrace.
Ye Qian watched her with delight, a small smile playing on his lips.
Without a word, he opened his mouth and accepted a fragrant piece of ten-thousand-year-old Red Demon Tiger meat, savoring the burst of spiritual Qi flooding his meridians with every bite.
He did not protest as the old Ye Qian once would have. In the past, he would have argued, insisting he could feed himself. Now he simply leaned into her affection, cherishing every moment.
As a transmigrator, he had no qualms about indulging in such pleasures—especially when the one pampering him was as beautiful and doting as Yun Yao.
Who could complain about being treated like a prince by his own goddess of a mother?
Yun Yao noticed the change in her son. Gone were the days of defiance and impatience. Now he accepted her gestures with warmth that melted her heart. She smiled, her eyes shimmering with unspoken joy.
This is the son she had always wanted—grown, sensible, and willing to let her love him.
Ye Changkong, seated across from them, observed the scene with quiet satisfaction. In the past, Ye Qian would have bristled at his mother's attentions, arguing that he was old enough to care for himself.
Now he saw his son finally accepting the affection he had once rejected. The sight filled him with rare peace.
Seeing the delicious dishes piled high in his bowl, and servants constantly arriving with steaming new plates, Ye Qian let out a soft sigh—not one of annoyance, but of contentment.
He was thoroughly enjoying the spectacle, basking in the attention and luxury.
Yun Yao was so focused on serving him—feeding him directly—that she looked more like his devoted servant than his mother.
Naturally, she noticed Ye Qian's sigh and quickly asked, concern marring her flawless, deceptively young features.
"Qian'er, are these dishes not to your taste? Should Mother have them all replaced immediately?
I knew I should have fired the kitchen staff. Those idiots wouldn't recognize a Heavenly Nectar Jade Peach even if it struck them in the head."
Hearing this, Ye Qian immediately shook his head and smiled helplessly.
"Mother, I have no complaint regarding the cooking skills of our servants. It's just that...
You don't need to keep serving me more food if you're also feeding me from your plate.
There's so much in my bowl I can't possibly finish it."
He even raised the bowl in his hand to emphasize his words. The towering delicacies within would be enough to last an entire week.
Ye Changkong, seated beside them, was amused by the antics of his beloved son and wife.
"Yao, let the boy eat at his own pace. There's no rush.
Besides, you've barely touched your favorite Starfire Dumplings. They're going cold."
Upon hearing this, Yun Yao glared fiercely at Ye Changkong.
"What's wrong with me feeding my own son? He suffered Qi Deviation and fell into a coma for days, unable to properly nourish his body.
Of course I need to take responsibility and help him recover! Do you have any objections, dear husband?"
Ye Changkong shrugged helplessly and continued eating, a faint smile tugging at his lips. His usually cold and aloof wife was always like this when it came to their son—utterly unrelenting, and utterly devoted.
Just as the family was enjoying their meal, the System's voice suddenly rang out in Ye Qian's mind.
[Ding! Detected that the Host's actions have caused the Child of Destiny, Yue Qingshan, to lose face and suffer a great blow, weakening his Luck Value by 200. The Host has gained 200 Villain Points.]
I haven't even done anything, yet I've already caused a Child of Destiny a great blow and gained two hundred Villain Points?
How lucky!
Adding the two thousand Villain Points from the Novice Gift Package, Ye Qian now possessed two thousand two hundred Villain Points.
Of course, he still had a long way to go before escaping negative Luck Values. But this could be considered a promising first step.
Ye Qian hadn't expected to gain Villain Points so effortlessly. After all, he hadn't even met this so-called Child of Destiny. He had no idea what kind of person Yue Qingshan was.
However, Ye Qian now knew his name was Yue Qingshan. He shared the same surname as Yue Ming, who had made foolish demands of him. It was very likely these two were from the same family.
But why would he suddenly suffer a great blow?
Ye Qian had just woken up and only had a meal with his family. He'd done nothing but eat, drink, and receive massages from beautiful women—basically just enjoying a luxurious young master lifestyle.
Then Ye Qian suddenly remembered something.
Earlier, when he and his mother reunited, his father, Ye Changkong, seemed to have waved his hand at the air.
Could it be that a certain family member, hidden in the main hall at the time, had suddenly left to convey instructions to the Yue Family?
It seems like this is the only possibility. Otherwise, what other explanation could there be?
He just didn't know what his father had done to cause this Child of Destiny to directly lose two hundred Luck Points.
Having immediately gained two hundred Villain Points, Ye Qian was in a good mood and began eating heartily.
I haven't even met this so-called Child of Destiny, yet he's already provided me with two hundred Villain Points. I'm very much looking forward to what happens next.
How much Luck Value can I extract from this Child of Destiny?
After the lavish meal, Ye Qian proactively approached Ye Changkong.
"Father, you already arranged for someone to inform the Yue Family of that girl's fate, correct?"
Hearing Ye Qian's words, Ye Changkong looked at him with considerable surprise. His actions in the main hall had been discreet. Could his son have noticed them?
It seems not only has Ye Qian grown more sensible and polite, but his perception has also sharpened.
As expected of my son. He will soon grow into a proper heir.
"That's right. I did send someone to the Yue Family, and I believe they should be back soon." Ye Changkong admitted openly. It wasn't really a secret.
The reason Ye Changkong hadn't dealt with the Yue Family earlier was that he wanted to wait until his son woke to see the situation before deciding.
If they dared provoke his son, the consequences would not be light—even if it was just because of a single sentence.
How could my son, Ye Changkong's son, be compared to a peasant daughter of a small family? It should be their honor for my son to take a liking to them.
How dare they propose irrelevant conditions, causing my son to suffer Qi Deviation?
No sooner had Ye Changkong finished speaking than a wisp of black smoke rapidly flew in from outside, transforming into a human figure.
The person who arrived was precisely the Ye Family Immortal Envoy who had just gone to the Yue Family. He was a trusted subordinate of Ye Changkong named Ye Xun, whose strength had already reached the Great Saint Realm, making him a supreme expert.
He was also a Ye Family member, personally trained by Ye Changkong, absolutely loyal to him—and by extension, to Ye Qian.
Ye Xun knelt on the ground and respectfully said, "Patriarch, I have followed your instructions and ordered them to personally deliver Yue Ming to our doorstep within three days, to be dealt with by the Young Master."
Ye Qian had absolutely expected his father would give such an order to the Yue Family.
But it still felt incredible to have such doting parents—to actually demand they personally deliver Yue Ming to him within three days.
Thinking of this, Ye Qian couldn't help but look up at Ye Changkong, his expression one of knowing amusement.
Being looked at like this by his son, Ye Changkong coughed lightly.
"Ahem! All right, that's enough about this matter. Ye Xun, you did well. You may withdraw for now."
With a faint wave of his hand, Ye Changkong's expression was calm, showing no emotional fluctuations whatsoever.
"My lord."
Ye Xun responded and withdrew.
As the blade in the Patriarch's hand, he didn't need to know too much. He only needed to know who the Patriarch wanted cut, and he would cut them. The Patriarch's command superseded everything. No matter how difficult, he would do his utmost to complete it.
After Ye Xun left, Ye Qian finally spoke.
"Father, is there any chance the Yue Family will try to weasel out of your decree?"
Ye Qian didn't think there was anything wrong with what Ye Changkong had done. On the contrary, he even wanted to give Ye Changkong two thumbs up.
He did too good of a job! It directly earned me two hundred Villain Points. Although not a lot, it's a good start.
His expression turning cold, Ye Changkong said in a chilling tone, "If it weren't for that girl, you wouldn't have suffered Qi Deviation.
The Yue Family should quietly observe their oath of loyalty to our Ye Clan. Yue Ming needs to pay the price for her arrogance."