A second chance with my billionaire husband

The two of them immediately bent at the waist: "We shall strictly obey the Family Head’s command."

Elder Feng smiled at the few of them and said, "Please, come with me."

Yan Song took Yun Ya by the hand, Yan Ke followed, eyes full of curiosity, and Yan Nanmo walked at the back; the group quickly disappeared into the rear hall.

"Elder Yun, where is the Left Protector now?" After the group left, Mingyue asked coldly.

"The day Yan Song came out, the Left Protector showed himself, but he vanished very quickly. You also know the Left Protector has always come and gone like a ghost; it’s hard for any of us to know his whereabouts."

"You must find him as soon as possible. Also, scatter the clan’s disciples. Once midnight passes tonight, immediately start a hunt for the Xing Clan people. We cannot let them wreak havoc among humans."

"Yes."

Mingyue narrowed her eyes. "A hunt won’t be enough. Those resentful spirits wax and wane, they can’t truly be killed. For now, the only plan is to activate the Nine Kills Formation..."

"The Nine Kills Formation is immensely powerful. Without extremely strong mental power, it’s very likely to backlash on the one who sets up the Formation. And the Formation requires eight powerhouses to guard the eight directions. Even our level as Elders is already barely sufficient. Where are we going to find people to guard it?"

"I will set up the Formation," Mingyue said in a low voice.

"Family Head, you must think this through..."

Mingyue spoke with iron-clad resolve: "I’ve thought it through very clearly. That’s that. As for the eight guardians, the four Elders and two Protectors are each responsible for two directions; I will guard two positions myself."

Seeing that her mind was made up, Elder Feng no longer tried to dissuade her. His expression grave, he nodded. "I’ll see to it immediately. The priority now is to find the Left Protector first."

The Nine Kills Formation was an ancient Formation, overwhelmingly powerful, able to move mountains and fill seas, destroy heaven and earth. Using it against the Xing Clan people was truly overkill, but if it could really wipe out the Xing Clan once and for all, that would finally lay to rest a long-held burden. Otherwise, they’d jump out to cause trouble once every hundred years; it was really infuriating.

However, this Formation required the person who deployed it to have extremely formidable willpower. For thousands of years, throughout all who inherited the Nine Kills Formation, not a single Family Head had been able to use it. Only this current Family Head had lived up to expectations.

But whether it would succeed, nobody knew.

Yun Ya followed Elder Feng deeper through a secret passage. The passage was pitch-black, with only an occasional lamp bringing a sliver of light. Yun Ya was led by the hand by Yan Song, walking at his side. After a while, sweat beaded on her forehead and her steps slowed. Without a word, Yan Song hoisted her onto his back and strode inward, each step steady and powerful.

Caught off guard, Yan Ke was force-fed another mouthful of dog food.

His big brother really showed off his affection any time, anywhere. Seeing his dad’s face full of gratified smiles, he couldn’t help but shiver.

A shudder of disgust.

Public displays of affection were hereditary in this family. Dad and Mom were the truly deranged ones.

Yun Ya lay on the man’s broad back, feeling the heat radiating from his body, the corners of her lips hooking up slightly.

Her hands looped around his neck as she searched for his profile in the darkness. In the flickering light of the torches, it revealed a heart-stopping handsomeness and firmness.

Yun Ya took out a handkerchief and wiped his sweat. The man’s head was drenched, and the handkerchief was soaked in an instant.

Unable to help herself, Yun Ya said with heartache, "Brother Yan, put me down."

Yan Song’s steps did not pause in the slightest. He sped along the way, leaving Yan Ke and Yan Nanmo far behind.

They finally reached the end. Light appeared up ahead. The two of them stepped out, only to find a whole new world. This place was like a paradise secluded from the world, with pavilions and towers scattered artfully everywhere, as if they’d traveled back to ancient times.

Isolated from the world, warm and tranquil.

"Wow, did I time-travel or what?" Yan Ke stared at the world before him and shouted in shock.

With a beaming smile, Elder Feng led them across little bridges over flowing water, past pavilions and towers, to a small courtyard. The plaque above the gate bore three wildly powerful characters: Dragon Phoenix Courtyard.

Yun Ya looked at the three large characters on the plaque. The strokes were vigorous and forceful, yet free and flowing. Whoever wrote them surely carried mountains and valleys in their chest.

As they approached the small courtyard, it was also a riot of blossoms, flowers of every color in full bloom. A house sat nestled amid the flourishing clusters of flowers, and the sky seemed especially high and vast.

Elder Feng pushed open the door. The room inside was also especially classical and elegant. Next to the sitting room was an adjoining room, and beside it two more adjoining rooms.

After they went in, a man dressed in tight black garb came in with a teapot to pour them tea. His movements were crisp and efficient. After he finished pouring, he left.

"You will all stay here. If anything comes up, just instruct the attendant at the door. Three meals a day will be delivered on time." After giving a few instructions, the chubby old man bustled off in a hurry.

Yan Ke bounced up at once and exclaimed in amazement, "What on earth is this place? It’s too incredible. So there’s actually such a paradise hidden in Kunlun Mountain? Are those people all reclusive experts? Like in wuxia novels...?"