The most core disciple is the synonym for the next head of the Ye family.
If Ye Xiangyang really became the most core member of the Ye family, he would be the most powerful person in the Ye family besides the patriarch, on par with the five elders and four group leaders, and his status would be even higher than that of the patriarch's three sons.
Ye Xingyue's expression changed instantly. If this was really the case, all his years of hard work would have gone to waste, including the unforgivable things he had done.
By then, I would have taken on a sin that was intolerable to heaven and earth, but had not gained any benefit at all.
Becoming the head of the family has been my dream and desire for many years. It is my greatest wish in life. Could it be that I want it to be shattered by this brat
"Die! Only death can eliminate the threat posed by this kid to me." Ye Xingyue thought to himself.
Ye Xiangguang not only did not feel lost, but felt at ease. Even Ye Xingyue couldn't say anything, right? At least she wouldn't use him to punish him. He had tried hard, really tried hard.
There's nothing anyone can do if the mission isn't accomplished.
He just felt that the red light patterns on Ye Xiangyang's body seemed to be a conductor, transmitting the energy he had hit Ye Xiangyang completely to Ye Xiangyang's fist. Every punch Ye Xiangyang made was like hitting himself in disguise.
I never thought that Ye Xiangyang had such magical martial arts.
Amidst thunderous applause, Patriarch Ye Yongqing announced that today's Xuanshi selection competition had come to a successful conclusion.
The seventy-eight people who were promoted to the Grand Courtyard's disciples happily accepted the family's rewards, thirty Level 2 Mysterious Qi Pills and twenty silver coins. From now on, they will enjoy the treatment of Grand Courtyard Mysterious Scholars.
Their parents could move into the inner courtyard with him and let Ye Xingyue arrange future jobs for them.
After this procedure, everyone left happily.
The person they talked about the most was Ye Xiangyang. This time entering the inner courtyard seemed like a performance stage built for Ye Xiangyang, and everyone else became a decoration.
Ye Xiangyang became the topic of conversation among the Ye family members after dinner.
After everyone left, Ye Yongqing, along with the five elders, the four leaders of the Xuanshi Group, Ye Xiangyang, and Ye Wentian and his wife, came to the Ye family's meeting room.
It is true that once you enter the mansion of a marquis, it is like entering a deep sea. After walking through the martial arts training ground a thousand steps away and entering the Ye family compound through the side door, Ye Wentian felt that if he entered here himself, he would definitely get lost.
Finally they arrived at the meeting room. Now, there were only thirteen of them left in the room.
Ye Yongqing ordered, "Serve the food, two tables of the best dishes."
When the food came, Ye Wentian and his wife sat in front of the big table feeling filled with emotion. Being able to sit here, to sit with the ten most important people in power in the Ye family, was something they had never dared to dream of before.
Who could have thought that because of his son, he would be able to sit in the Ye family's meeting room openly and sit together with ten helmsmen. It really felt like things had changed a lot.
At the dinner table, they discussed Ye Yongqing's proposal on whether to promote Ye Xiangyang to the most core disciple.
The elders expressed their opinions one after another, and finally decided to temporarily position Ye Xiangyang as the most core disciple, with the monthly resource supply being equivalent to that of the three sons of Patriarch Ye Yongqing.
Ye Xiangyang was deeply moved. There is an old saying: A poor man living on the street has no one to ask him, but a rich man living in the mountains has distant relatives. It is absolutely true. When he had no strength, he was just a puddle of mud on the ground, and others could step on him at will. Now that he has potential, he is respected by the family.
He also understood the family's helplessness; they had to manage the food, drink, defecation and urination of so many people, so many businesses, and the resources for so many people's cultivation.
It is impossible for everyone to be equal. If everyone were truly equal, it would actually be inequality.
As for Ye Wentian and his wife, the head of the family decided to give them a relatively wealthy and idle job. Ye Xiangyang's family was arranged to be close to the martial arts training ground.
There is a small courtyard with five main rooms, three side rooms, one maid and one servant.
Ye Wentian was so shocked that he was speechless.
This kind of treatment was something he had never dreamed of in his entire life, but who would have thought that it would be realized thanks to his son's efforts.
His eyes were moist as he told Ye Xiangyang, "My child, our family is very important to us. From now on, even if you die, you must repay our family well."
Ye Xiangyang nodded. His greatest hope was to let his parents live a comfortable life. His parents being able to settle down like this made him identify with his family even stronger.
"Dad, don't worry, I will work hard to cultivate and win back the title of Zhenhai Marquis for the family. We will still be the real Zhenhai Marquis Mansion."
Ye Yongqing and others laughed: "Boy, that's what I want you to say."
Ye Xiangyang’s rewards: fifty silver coins, fifty level two Xuanqi Pills, the chance to choose a weapon from the armory, the chance to choose a technique from the martial arts pavilion, and the qualification to choose a treasure from the treasure room.
Hearing this, Ye Wentian's heart almost jumped out of his chest. These things were something that he and his wife could never earn in several lifetimes.
Entering into a small courtyard close to the martial arts training ground, there are eight houses and a small garden with colorful flowers planted in the garden. Green ivy climbs up the south wall of the auxiliary room.
Simple, quiet, fresh and elegant, living here is a symbol of identity and status, and it is something I would never dare to think about in my entire life.
Ye Xiangyang looked at the two elders' excited expressions, and his eyes were wet. They had suffered so much in their lives. In the future, he would definitely let them live a better and better life.
"Kid, I feel like I'm dreaming."
Ye Wentian said so.
The maid Chunhong and the servant Xiaocheng are both fourteen or fifteen years old, smart and capable.
They looked at Ye Xiangyang with some admiration. They knew that the current Ye Xiangyang was no longer comparable to ordinary people. He was of the same status as the three sons of the head of the family.
As long as I serve these three well, my lifelong happiness and future will depend on my master.
They bowed and greeted Ye Wentian, Tang Wan'er, Ye Xiangyang and others.
Tang Wan'er looked at the two of them happily and nodded with satisfaction.
Ye Xiangyang looked at them and said, "Chunhong, Xiaocheng, as long as you serve the master and the mistress well and do your best, I will give you a reward of ten iron coins every month and allow you to go home to visit your family for three days a month."
"Here are ten iron coins. They are a reward given to you by me on behalf of the master and the mistress."
Chunhong and Xiaocheng knelt down and said, "Thank you very much, Master. Thank you very much, Master. We will definitely take good care of the family affairs and make you satisfied."