Drip!
No one knew how much ti had passed.
A bead of sweat rolled off Ten Thousand Pills dicine King’s forehead and fell to the ground, finally shattering the suffocating frozen silence in front of them.
Looking at Ye Fei standing there with his hands clasped behind his back, and then at the Heavenly Slash Demon Saber weaving through the air.
For the first ti, Ten Thousand Pills dicine King regretted his actions tonight so deeply!
"He... he has no actual strength, it’s all because of a single Magic Treasure!"
"If I kill him now, not only will I get the top-grade pills, but I’ll also obtain that Magic Treasure!"
"Do it! Do it! As long as I act, everything will be mine!"
Such thoughts flashed repeatedly in Ten Thousand Pills dicine King’s mind.
However, every ti his gaze t Ye Fei’s icy, indifferent eyes, those thoughts would shatter instantly, like fragile glass hit by a hamr!
"And now? What are you planning to do next?"
Ye Fei asked coolly, staring at Ten Thousand Pills dicine King.
"I... I..."
Ten Thousand Pills dicine King desperately wanted to act, but despite the endless thoughts racing in his mind, his legs ultimately softened as he collapsed to his knees in front of Ye Fei, trembling as he spoke: "Ye... Ye, my friend, I... it was my fault! I’m willing to offer up all... all my dicinal materials; I beg you to spare !"
"Spare you?"
Ye Fei said indifferently, "I can..."
Whoosh!
Hearing this, Ten Thousand Pills dicine King imdiately felt a wave of relief in his heart and was about to look up.
But at that very mont, a cold gleam swept across his neck, swiftly claiming his life.
"But I won’t, because you have sothing I need!"
Ye Fei sneered coldly as he spoke.
To be fair, Lu Yidao and his group had planned to rob Ye Fei, but wasn’t Ye Fei also intending to rob them?
Especially Ten Thousand Pills dicine King—not only did he possess a wealth of dicinal materials that Ye Fei required, but more importantly, Ye Fei now held in his hand that black cloth bag he had taken from Ten Thousand Pills dicine King!
Ye Fei had taken note of that black cloth bag as early as during the day.
Even if Ten Thousand Pills dicine King hadn’t co for him, Ye Fei would have found an opportunity to deal with him regardless.
Because, although Ye Fei had never seen this black cloth bag before, he knew from Soul-controlling Demon’s mories that this was the legendary Qiankun Bag of the Suru Mustard Seed!
The so-called Qiankun Bag was a type of spatial Magic Treasure. Though it appeared small, it could contain countless items.
How could Ye Fei possibly resist taking ownership of such a treasure!
Alas, Ten Thousand Pills dicine King had always treated Ye Fei as prey, utterly unaware that he himself was the true prey!
"Is... is this the real Ye Fei?"
At this mont, Yang Qingqing, the only one still alive who had witnessed Ye Fei’s actions, looked at the scene before her, her heart trembling with overwhelming shock!
Back on the minibus, she thought Ye Fei was just a perverted wolf.
But during the encounter on Scorpion Tail Path, Ye Fei compelled Yungang’s local tyrant, Tiger Roar Hall’s Hall Master Chen Xing, to worship him as if he were a god. Without lifting a finger, he annihilated those robbers down to the last man.
Even then, Yang Qingqing was only slightly surprised. After all, her father was a Martial Artist, a superhuman figure far beyond ordinary people, completely incomparable to what she thought of as a gang leader like Ye Fei.
But when Yang Qingqing had dismissed Ye Fei as rely a gang leader, here he was now, directly eliminating four Martial Artists who were vastly more powerful than her father!
And once again, Ye Fei hadn’t lifted a finger. It was that relentlessly soaring Heavenly Slash Demon Saber beside him that had killed all four n!
Every ti Yang Qingqing thought she had seen through Ye Fei, he would astound her once more.
This left her mind swarming with questions!
Who is Ye Fei?
Just how powerful is he?
Is it all thanks to the Heavenly Slash Demon Saber?
Or does he possess so incredible power of his own?
As Yang Qingqing pondered over these thoughts, she suddenly saw Ye Fei lazily stretch, his expression calm as he slowly walked toward the house.
"You... where are you going?" Yang Qingqing imdiately asked.
"Where?"
Ye Fei raised an eyebrow and said, "Back to the house to sleep. Oh, by the way, it’s getting late. You should rest early too."
"Rest early? Do you have any idea what you just did?"
Yang Qingqing practically scread, "Do you even realize that you just killed four Hidden Energy Martial Artists?"
"I do. So what?"
Ye Fei responded casually, "It’s just Hidden Energy, that’s all."
"That’s all?"
Looking at Ye Fei’s calm deanor, Yang Qingqing felt like she was about to go insane!
They were Hidden Energy Martial Artists!
The kind of supre Martial Artists she had never even seen before coming to Grey Valley County!
Yet the Ye Fei who killed them remained so unperturbed?
"You... who exactly are you?" Yang Qingqing asked, her voice trembling.
"I’m Ye Fei," Ye Fei said with a faint smile.
"I... I an, what kind of person are you? How did you do all this? Is it really because of that formidable Magic Treasure?" Yang Qingqing pressed on.
Hearing her words, Ye Fei sighed lightly in his heart.
He knew very well what Yang Qingqing was thinking at this mont.
She simply couldn’t believe what she had just witnessed and was desperately seeking an explanation that she could co to terms with!
People are always like this!
When faced with the incomprehensible or events that far exceed their expectations, they naturally try to rationalize them in ways that fit their own worldview.
No matter how unreasonable, they need so excuse to cling to.
But in the end, it was nothing more than self-deception!
And so, Ye Fei chose not to dignify Yang Qingqing with any response. He simply walked into the house, closed the door, and plunged into cultivation...
The night passed without incident!
After Lu Yidao and his group perished, no one else dared disturb Ye Fei, and no mbers of the Shangguan Family showed up either.
In fact, when Ye Fei went out the next morning, the corpses outside had disappeared, and even the bloodstains on the ground had been ticulously cleaned away.
It was obvious that others had been lurking in the shadows last night.
Most likely, it was Shangguan Hong, who had been waiting to swoop in as the "mantis stalked the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind."
But after seeing what befell Lu Yidao and his group, Shangguan Hong was thoroughly terrified by Ye Fei and naturally wouldn’t risk provoking him!
As Ye Fei walked in the direction of the Shangguan Family estate, he could clearly sense that the passing Martial Artists, whether intentionally or not, all looked at him with fear in their eyes.
But to Ye Fei, this was all irrelevant. He ignored everything and calmly stepped into the Shangguan Family estate.
At that mont, in a distant tower, Shangguan Hong turned to a Martial Artist beside him and asked, "What is the origin of this Ye Fei?"
"Young Master, according to what Miss Yang Qingqing and Yang Dachuan said, this Ye Fei accompanied them here and claid to be from Yuntai," the Martial Artist replied respectfully.
"Yuntai? Is there any major Magic User faction in Yuntai?" Shangguan Hong asked curiously.
"Uh..."
The Martial Artist hesitated, then said awkwardly, "I’m not sure about that."
"Not sure?" Shangguan Hong’s brow furrowed slightly.
The Martial Artist, noticing his expression, asked cautiously, "Young Master, are you considering taking action against him?"
"Take action?"
Shangguan Hong let out a cold laugh. "I doubt I’ll even need to. The next hurdle he faces won’t be so easy to cross!"
"Young Master, are you saying..."
Before the Martial Artist could finish, Shangguan Hong nodded and sneered, "Killing so many people—do you think the forces behind them will let him go unpunished?"
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