Chapter 3 – The World's Winds and Clouds Emerge from Our Generation

Ye Kuang strode down the street, his heart surging with soaring ambition. With dragon-like vigor and tiger-like pace, he walked tall and upright through the sparsely populated yet familiar alleyways, his mind gradually becoming clear and serene.

Had a grandmaster of Martial Studies witnessed this, they would have been utterly astounded—he was truly an unpolished gem!

Yet Ye Kuang remained unaware of this.

In this state, his figure subtly exuded an ethereal quality, as if he had no connection whatsoever to the static world around him.

Though transcendent beings might abstain from worldly pleasures, as a mere mortal, how could he not partake in the bounty of the harvest!

As Ye Kuang wandered aimlessly, step by step, he continued his urban existence.

It could be said: he harbored no grand dreams, but in life, one must still heed the adage: “Raise your wine to the blue heavens and see what the long future holds!”

Indeed, each day was as vibrant as the four seasons, never lacking in excitement.

Ye Kuang: “Hahaha…”

At this thought, he suddenly burst into mad laughter, instantly drawing countless stares and pointed fingers from onlookers!

“What’s wrong with this guy… Is he sick?”

“Stay away from him, don’t let him suddenly go crazy and bite someone!”

“Tch, you think he’s like you? You might bite, but I doubt he would. Don’t you know who he is?”

“Oh ho… young man, so you know who this person is?”

“He’s known as the Iron-Boned Scion of the Ye Family, the fine lad Wolong…”

“It’s him… Truly, one cannot judge by appearances, nor measure the sea with a bucket—a model for our generation…”

…

Ye Kuang heard the uproar and couldn’t help but inwardly lament—fame fears the spotlight as pigs fear fattening. He had no desire to become the slaughtered subject.

Here, it must be mentioned: in today’s world, technology is so advanced that even the style of underwear you wear at night can be discerned.

As long as you do nothing unscrupulous, such things generally won’t happen to you.

However, now that he was aware of the changes unfolding, it was wise to tread carefully outdoors—low-key was always the safer bet.

What he feared most was some beauty striking up a conversation:

From discussing the heavens and earth, debating who throughout history was the most handsome?

From sharing drinks and merriment, to talking about the bedchamber…

From reciting a few lewd poems, to arguing whose moves were the most flirtatious, ancient or modern…

…

At this thought, Ye Kuang couldn’t help but smirk lecherously, lost in his own fantasy world.

His sleazy expression clearly reflected his life philosophy: when faced with the choice between “drunkenly resting on a beauty’s lap” and “soberly ruling the world,” he leaned toward the former.

Perhaps life is like a violation—if you can’t resist, why not lie back and enjoy it.

But if success lies ahead, no hardship, no matter how daunting, can stop him from charging forward!

Yet Ye Kuang didn’t consider himself particularly great; he merely believed he was doing what he ought to—whether saving lives or playing games, all were within his capabilities…

Once his mindset was aligned, he became invincible!

Without further hesitation, he stepped firmly into the distance, as if unlocking a hidden Peak treasure.

The sons of the Ye Family had never been cowards—their iron resolve had been passed down through the ages!

Ignoring the pointing and whispering around him, he began a complete transformation in this very moment.

From the heart of a stagnant fish, he gradually evolved into a sea dragon breaking through the waves!Though he had yet to achieve anything in life, he was still young—this was his confidence and capital.

This forest is all paths, the world remains undecided, you and I are both dark horses!!!

When Ye Kuang returned home, he had never before understood the meaning of daily necessities and hardships.

But today, for the first time, he proactively volunteered to do household chores—whether washing dishes and pots, or mopping floors and wiping tables.

He silently vowed in his heart that he would inevitably rise above others, remaining silent until making a stunning impact.

Not wasting his parents’ unwavering support…

And this scene deeply shocked all the relatives.

“Little Ye, you’ve grown sensible.”

“Wait, something’s off. He wouldn’t be using this as an excuse to ask for money to top up his internet gaming credits, would he?”

“With your narrow-mindedness! This is Little Ye’s transformation. Don’t overthink it. Even if he did, so what? Having experienced life-death separation, as his uncle, I’ve seen through it all—I regard money as dirt, everything can be discarded!”

“Discard my foot! You old fool, I’ve been with you all my life and never seen you contribute a penny to the household. All you do is waste time gambling, boohoo…”

“……”

After this burst of activity, Ye Kuang felt drenched in sweat and couldn’t help but appreciate his mother’s difficulties.

Cooking meals is challenging, washing dishes and pots is no easy task either!

He then smiled at his relatives and said, “This isn’t a transformation—I just feel I’ve grown up. Sometimes I should do what I’m capable of. Though it seems like manual labor, it’s actually physical exercise too.”

Uncle: “Hahaha… Listen to you talking all refined, making everyone think you’ve lost your mind… This sudden change of yours is just too drastic, we’re all just a bit incredulous.”

Having said this, he changed tack and continued: “You’ve been busy for quite a while now, how about father and son go for a drink…”

Aunt: “You damned old man, what are you trying to do now, huh?”

Before her words faded, she rushed out holding a broom, as if ready to strike at the slightest provocation.

Hearing this, Ye Kuang quickly maintained a safe distance from his uncle, crying out innocently: “This has nothing to do with me, it was all Uncle’s idea…”

The relatives: “……”

Upon hearing this, Uncle nearly fainted, roaring like a dragon: “What did you say, boy? I ought to draw my sword on you! You’re still the same incorrigible brat…”

But before he could finish, Aunt raised her broom—there was only one word for it: fight!

Seeing this, Ye Kuang promptly extricated himself from the family drama and fled into the bustling crowds.

Moments later.

Ring ring…

…I’ve left behind many sentiments, the man singing loudly with wine is the wolf tribe of the north…

Ye Kuang: “Hello…”

“In life I gallop across mountains and rivers, how much sorrow can you have, my friend?”

Ye Kuang: “Ask not when the flowers will bloom, across all realms I stand proud through ancient and modern times!”

“Brother Kuang!”

Ye Kuang sneered repeatedly: “Heh… Don’t you people have anything better to do? Ran into trouble…”

“Good news! Sleepless tonight, I specially came to invite Brother Kuang for a chat!”

Ye Kuang: “Where shall we meet?”

“The usual spot!”

After hanging up, Ye Kuang hailed a taxi and suddenly transformed his expression to frosty coldness, as if in that instant his former playful grin had completely vanished, replaced by the majestic bearing of a king!N City, at the entrance of the Supreme Base!

Ye Kuang rummaged through his pockets with an increasingly grim expression, suddenly realizing he was penniless!

Driver: “No way… you dare to ride without paying?”

After saying this, he stepped out of the car, appearing domineering.

Faced with this situation, Ye Kuang felt extremely embarrassed—this was his first time ever not paying for a ride, something unimaginable in the past.

“Brother, I say this was an accident. Do you believe me?”

Driver: “Hey, don’t try to act familiar. Accident or not, I don’t know, but if you can’t pay… heh, I’ll give you a surprise.”

Hearing this, Ye Kuang suddenly fell silent.

The driver’s eyes drifted forward as he walked, asking: “What’s your relationship with this Supreme Base?”

Ye Kuang inwardly hesitated before explaining his connection to the Supreme Base…

Upon hearing this, the driver adopted a lecturing tone: “My son also loves playing this damn game. This wretched game just sucks money from students. Your generation is being corrupted… Forget it… forget it… Just go…”

Ye Kuang: “Master, wait…”

Driver: “What else do you want?”

Ye Kuang: “Could you leave your contact information? I’ll definitely repay this favor in the future.”

Hearing this, the driver turned away noncommittally, shook his head, and headed back to his car.

Witnessing this, Ye Kuang became even more determined to repay the debt—not out of male chauvinism, but because it concerned fundamental personal integrity!

Helping someone is an act of goodwill, not an obligation.

Ye Kuang: “That won’t do. Even brothers keep clear accounts. What might be a small gesture for you is absolutely unacceptable for someone like me.”

These words gave the driver pause, and he reluctantly wrote down his contact information before driving off…

Clutching the note in his hand, Ye Kuang tightened his fist, folded the paper, and placed it in his breast pocket before swaggering toward the Supreme Base!

At the entrance, a burly young man had been waiting for some time.

This youth, the second eldest of the four Long brothers, had a dignified appearance and tiger-like eyes. His black form-fitting clothes couldn’t conceal his powerful physique…

Ye Kuang: “Long Yu, you only call me when there’s trouble. So, who’s causing such a headache?”

Long Yu’s expression shifted dramatically, seeming both angry and frustrated: “The War God Team started taunting us. Our ace player Long Miao lost two out of three solo matches! And they’re directly targeting you.”

As Ye Kuang walked forward, a realization dawned on him: fame inevitably attracts countless envious challengers—an eternal truth throughout history.

However, it seemed they had picked the wrong opponent!

“Then let this Venerable see what skills make them so arrogant!”

Hearing this, Long Yu was overjoyed. He knew one thing for certain: when the Dragon King rages, even the strong must fall!

And Ye Kuang was actually the hidden ace of their Jiaolong Team. While the outside world might not know much about him, industry insiders were aware of his capabilities.

Now that Ye Kuang had gained fame by saving a life, who wouldn’t want to step on him to establish their own prestige?Long Yu secretly sighed and couldn’t help but remind him: “The opponent came prepared this time, and who knows how many hidden aces are watching this duel in the shadows?”

Ye Kuang: “The world’s storms belong only to our generation!”

Upon hearing this, Long Yu was slightly stunned. He watched the Divine Martial figure walking further and further away, and only after a long while did he snap back to reality, inevitably feeling immensely excited: “Right! You’re absolutely right!! The world’s storms belong only to our generation!!!”