C1 Inheritance

"Lee Yifan, you are a loser. What else do you have? What else can you do other than waiting for death? You are a piece of trash, a moron, an idiot." A glittering middle-aged woman with her hands on her hips scolded.

She pointed at the handsome man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes and started cursing.

She thought that she had found a golden turtle.

Unexpectedly, he was just a burden, a fool, a lowly idiot, and a piece of trash who could not even speak properly.

The so-called Crown Prince of the Lee family was just a joke.

At this moment, Zhao Manyu really did not want to endure anymore.

This kind of trash was not worthy of Yuhe.

Back then, he should not have been so obsessed with the ten million and made Lee Ye his son-in-law.

He was the Crown Prince of the Lee family, but he was just a useless Crown Prince. What right did he have in the Lee family of Yanjing?

"Lee Yifan, hurry up and sign the divorce agreement. Our Su family doesn't want to raise trash like you."

Zhao Manyu spat out a mouthful of saliva.

Her fat fingers that looked like silkworms were getting closer and closer.

They were about to reach Lee Yifan's forehead.

At this moment, Lee Yifan was standing in the hall like a fool.

His wife was not home, and this damned mother-in-law was forcing him to divorce.

She called him a piece of trash, a lowly idiot, and an idiot.

Damn it, Zhao Manyu, what did this damn woman know?

He was not a piece of trash at all. He was an idiot.

Just a moment ago, Lee Yifan's soul had been unified. A powerful soul burst out from his sea of consciousness.

He had completely refined the remnant soul of the Creation Ancient Jade.

Now, he was no longer that lowly person with a low IQ.

"Soul Returning to the Mind." Lee Yifan ignored Zhao Manyu's scolding and muttered in his heart.

It had been three years since his soul had been trapped in the Creation Ancient Jade. In these three years, he had fought countless times with the owner of the Creation Ancient Jade and continuously devoured his opponent's memories and inheritance.

From the beginning, he could not even withstand a single blow, but now, he could directly devour his opponent's remnant soul.

In these three years, he had paid far too much.

However, his harvest was also very rich.

The memories of an ancient expert were enough for his life to undergo a tremendous change.

The owner of the Creation Ancient Jade was called Heaven Hating, and he was a great lord of his generation.

In Lee Yifan's memories, the Heaven Hating Daoist was omnipotent. He could pluck stars with his bare hands and shatter mountains and rivers with a wave of his hand. He was a legendary immortal.

The most amazing thing was that his identity as an Alchemist, Weapon Master, Talisman Master, Array Master, and a godly doctor could be used for a lifetime.

This Heaven Hating Daoist was a scholar who knew everything. He knew everything from the heavens to the earth. He knew all sorts of strange skills, and they were enough for people to study for their entire lives.

But now, everything that Heaven Hating Daoist possessed had become Lee Yifan's memories.

The dust returned to the dust, and the earth returned to the earth. The Heaven Hating Daoist had completely disappeared, and the Creation Ancient Jade had successfully recognized Lee Yifan as its master.

The inheritance of the Immortal was the ultimate inheritance that the Lee family and all the Ancient Martial Families pursued.

As his thoughts returned to reality, Lee Yifan's eyes flashed with a bright light as he stared at his mother-in-law. He then glared at Zhao Manyu fiercely.

"Shut up."

"Trash, how dare you talk back to me? Call me shut up."

"I will slap you to death, you piece of trash."

Zhao Manyu did not expect that this lowly person, who was usually like a mute, would actually dare to call her shut up.

She was completely enraged.

Lee Yifan grabbed Zhao Manyu's fat hand, which was trembling with anger, and pushed her away. His eyes were cold as he scolded her.

"Get lost. I am giving you some face, but you still want to push me. Do you really think that I am a piece of trash?"

"Lee Yifan, you piece of trash, how dare you push me? I will fight you to the death."

Zhao Manyu was pushed to the ground by Lee Yifan. Her butt was like a crack, and she grimaced in pain.

She struggled to get up and settle the score with Lee Yifan, but the fall was too painful.