Entering the Bai Family, Ye Qingfeng went directly back to his room.
For him, the most important thing now was cultivation and becoming stronger.
As the Void Cauldron Immortal Technique circulated, the surrounding spiritual power was like a whale swallowing water.
Pouring into Ye Qingfeng’s body.
Although the Devouring Sky Pearl absorbed half of the spiritual power,
the remaining half also crazily nourished the flesh and skin of the body.
Becoming a Martial Artist Warrior involves guiding spiritual power to strengthen the flesh.
If it is as the Grave-digging Dragon said, and the Devouring Sky Pearl has the power to devour...
able to consu Demon Beasts and convert them into spiritual power.
Then the Monster Beast Desolate City would be a treasure vault, a sacred place for cultivation for Ye Qingfeng!
Just thinking about it made Ye Qingfeng’s blood boil inside.
However, now he still needed to perform the Martial Artist Test at school.
"In three days, it should be ti for the Martial Artist Test."
Ye Qingfeng thought to himself silently.
Then he cald his mind and began cultivating the Void Cauldron Immortal Technique.
From morning till evening, Ye Qingfeng was in a state of cultivation.
"Ding ding ding!!!"
A series of phone rings sounded; it was Ye Qingfeng’s phone.
At this ti, Ye Qingfeng also exited his cultivation state, slightly opening his eyes.
"Hey, Ye Qingfeng, you... where are you..."
The voice on the phone was Su Mu’s.
"Hm! Teacher Su, what’s up?"
Hearing Su Mu’s anxious voice,
Ye Qingfeng frowned.
"Bai Wan’er has been kidnapped, the criminals demanded that you co over..."
"So, I didn’t dare to inform Bai Wan’er’s parents, nor did I dare to call the police."
Su Mu spoke urgently.
"I’m at the Bai Family, you co over."
Ye Qingfeng calmly said.
Since they specifically asked for him,
Bai Wan’er should be safe.
In ten minutes, a white BMW 520 stopped at the Bai Family’s gate in Qingyun District.
Ye Qingfeng directly opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat.
"Should we call the police?"
At this mont, Su Mu had cald down.
"No need, calling the police would only complicate things."
Ye Qingfeng said calmly, incredibly composed.
"What’s the situation?"
Ye Qingfeng then asked.
"Wan’er... Wan’er and I were leaving the school gate when a van rushed over and kidnapped her, leaving only a ssage."
"They want you to go to the No.1 abandoned factory in the suburbs to rescue her."
At this mont, An Ruoqing, sitting in the back seat of the BMW, was in a bit of a panic.
"Let’s go!"
Ye Qingfeng didn’t say much.
There was no need to inform Uncle Bai and Aunt Fang.
Increasing their unnecessary worries.
This was clearly aid at him.
"Creak!"
In half an hour, the BMW drove to the outskirts.
Arriving at the No.1 abandoned factory designated by the criminals.
Since it was suburban and during evening ti, it was sparsely populated and appeared a bit eerie.
However, the abandoned factory was lit up.
Obviously, they had the right place.
"You stay in the car and wait for !"
Ye Qingfeng said softly.
Then he opened the car door and got out.
"Ye Qingfeng, what are you doing, is this the ti to be brave?"
Su Mu couldn’t believe that Ye Qingfeng intended to walk straight into the abandoned factory.
Those are criminals capable of kidnapping!
"Teacher Su, do you have a better idea, or do you want to watch Bai Wan’er die?"
Ye Qingfeng smiled slightly.
At Ye Qingfeng’s words, Su Mu pondered for a mont.
But couldn’t think of a solution.
Call the police?
She feared the criminals would kill the hostage.
"Then... let us accompany you!"
Su Mu finally managed to say this.
"Yes! Teacher Su is right, we can help too..."
Although there was panic on An Ruoqing’s beautiful face,
she bit her lip and spoke up.
"You... would only hinder , it’s better if you don’t go in."
Ye Qingfeng said calmly.
Then he ignored Su Mu’s attempts to stop him.
And walked directly toward the abandoned factory.
"This guy, why is he so infuriating, does he love showing off?!"
Su Mu angrily watched Ye Qingfeng’s back.
...
"Hehe! Ye brat, didn’t expect we’d et again so soon, did you?"
After Ye Qingfeng entered the abandoned factory,
Zhou Tian stood on the high platform inside the brightly lit factory,
and Bai Wan’er was suspended by her wrists from a wooden post, her pretty face pale.
Seeing Ye Qingfeng’s arrival,
Bai Wan’er’s gagged mouth made muffled sounds, and tears stread down her cheeks.
"Have your broken hands healed?"
Ye Qingfeng stood firm and spoke calmly.
"Brat, our dical Martial Arts Sect is best at healing; today I’ll break all your bones."
A sinister smile erged on Zhou Tian’s face.
On the train, having his arm broken by Ye Qingfeng was such humiliation.
How could Zhou Tian not seek revenge?
"Release her, and I’ll spare your dog life..."
Ye Qingfeng spoke without nonsense, looking at Zhou Tian.
"Haha! Dog? You dare call a dog? Hahahaha!!!"
Zhou Tian laughed crazily.
"Release her? Rest assured, after I’ve broken every bone in your body, I’ll strip this girl naked and tornt her in front of you."
"Then, I’ll send the video to her parents, do you think this plan is marvelous or not?"
Zhou Tian licked his lips, hooked Bai Wan’er’s chin, and laughed.
"Insulting others without sparing their parents, you... are worse than a beast..."
A voice, like it ca from the Nine Netherworld Hell, echoed throughout the abandoned warehouse.
The chilling voice pierced one’s heart, sending shivers down the spine.
"What are you standing there for, kill him for !"
Zhou Tian’s face turned dark.
Today, he brought many skilled people from the dical Martial Arts Sect.
Their purpose was to avenge him, why would they be scared?
"Young Master, acting without orders like this, how will you explain it to the Sect Leader?"
At this mont, a middle-aged man standing beside Zhou Tian spoke with a frown.
"Uncle Cat, it’s just a brat seeking death, dealing with him here today ans no more problems."
Zhou Tian shrugged, looking disdainfully at Ye Qingfeng.
Uncle Cat was one of the rare experts within their dical Martial Arts Sect, possessing Basic-level Warrior power.
Today, having Uncle Cat accompany them was rely a precaution.
In Zhou Tian’s view, there was no need for Uncle Cat to take action.
The dozen or so disciples of the dical Martial Arts Sect could handle Ye Qingfeng.
"Courting~~death!"
Ye Qingfeng slightly raised his eyelids, looking at the more than ten disciples charging towards him, spoke softly.
His entire figure, like a phantom, rushed into the crowd.
Like a wolf among sheep, blood splattered, and bones flew.
Ye Qingfeng did not hold back at all.
His hands like blades, stabbing directly at the heart.
The hand blade, like filleting a fish, inserted into the chest, directly crushing the heart.
At this mont, Ye Qingfeng was like the Asura from Hell.
In just a few dozen seconds, the place where Ye Qingfeng stood,
turned into a bloody and bony chaotic scene of hell.
All those from the dical Martial Arts Sect lying on the ground were dead, with no trace of life.
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