When Mr. Ye reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and cald down, he had no idea which part of himself was injured. His chest wasn't heaving, and then a stream of bright red flowed out of his mouth. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, and only stained the car's interior trim instead of spraying it all over the people inside. Even so, the stench of blood in the car still made so people feel a heavy, oppressive dignity.
"Can't you stop puking blood already?"
He tossed out a self-mocking line, and Mr. Ye shook his head with a smile. Most of the ti, he felt sothing was off about his current state. Looking back now, he thought of the old Monk's thod. Four Aspects as One, Four Aspects as One; three aspects had been shattered by his own hand, while the Pure Aspect hadn't erged. The first to surface was the Nirvana phase. Back then, he only felt the Monk was too eager for success and just brushed it off. Now, the danger hidden in his body was revealed; it seed that only because he had slipped at so link in the chain did he leave behind this mark of a grievous wound.
Sure enough, ginger gets hotter as it gets older. When it ca to Yin's moves, there were so among them who simply weren't a match for those old bastards.
Mr. Ye fell silent, and no one in the car dared to speak. After the silver SUV had rolled along the city roads for quite so distance, the light rain in the sky seed to throw off all restraint. The downpour now was much heavier than before.
This was a coastal region. Torrential rain was a common occurrence. Just like the deluge tonight. It could only be compared to a typhoon. Raindrops hamred the car windows, making everyone inside feel as if the world was ending, as if everything were about to capsize.
Mr. Ye opened his eyes again to tend to his injuries. His gaze was filled with ferocity and murderous intent. While it poured outside, everyone in the car felt their scalp crawling.
Mr. Ye took out the brocade box and the torn sheepskin and handed them to Qin Chaoyu, saying, "You and Lin Dongqing find a way to get these two things to Ye Shi. The address is XXXX. Ten miles to the east there's a small pavilion—Prohibition Pavilion—that's where it is. Take out the Jade Marrow I gave you and soone will co out to et you. You are not to see the Clan Leader, and you can't speak directly. I want to see the elders; you can tell them you ca to Qiu Yun because matters in the mortal world weren't yet finished, and they'll definitely send Qiu Yun to et you…"
Qin Chaoyu seed to notice sothing and said, "Mr. Ye, what's going on with you…"
"You've heard enough."
Mr. Ye cut him off: "Give the brocade box and the sheepskin to Qiu Juan, she'll know what to do. If she asks you anything, don't say a word—just tell her I'll co back for her."
"But…"
Qin Chaoyu still wanted to say sothing. Mr. Ye smiled and reached out to ruffle his hair.
"I don't want to ddle in your affairs, and my business has nothing to do with you."
"Keep driving. No matter what you see or hear, do not stop."
Qin Chaoyu was stunned for a mont. Those were the words Mr. Ye had said the very first ti they t. However, back then he'd been so dazed he hadn't rembered them in his heart at all. Later he felt the man was simply conceited. How could he have known this guy would rudely crash into his life? If he rembered correctly, the original line should have been:
"Don't talk. I don't know you. I'm not interested in listening to your troubles. You can solve your own problems."
"Bang!"
The highway door was pushed open directly against the air pressure by Mr. Ye. In the pouring rain, that thin figure shot into the rainy night, darting forward like a streak of black lightning in the rain.
"Screech~!"
After a harsh screech of brakes, the driver in front steadied the vehicle without any danger. His heart was seething with anger.
"Boom!"
Up ahead, a massive explosion erupted. Even with the torrential rain pounding down on the car, it was hard to muffle the blast on the road ahead.
The driver hurriedly stomped the brakes, wanting to test what had happened in front. Qin Chaoyu frowned inside the car; rembering what Mr. Ye had instructed when he first ca, he ordered, "Drive! Don't mind anything!"
"But…"
The driver wanted to say that in this kind of rain, driving without paying attention to the road ahead was very dangerous, but under Qin Chaoyu's roar he stepped on the gas again.
The SUV raced along the highway; the driver's fear didn't manifest in the slightest. Only after they sped past that stretch and nothing had happened did Qin Chaoyu and Lin Dongqing in the car slowly turn pale in silence.
Before pulling out, even with the heavy rain, you could still see a massive crater by the roadside. In the pit, that thin, frail-looking figure was clearly the very sa one that had just leapt from the car—Mr. Ye!
He was still vomiting blood!
The crackling downpour battered that frail body, but it couldn't shake that body into two pieces. A large palm was pressing down on the head beneath it; the joints, where the bones bulged, were shrouded in an aura of rings. It was pure Spiritual Energy, unique to the ancient clans' techniques, fusing and spreading out again and again.
But the skull underneath hadn't been crushed. Perhaps because the face was too big, the hand couldn't fully cover it. Two pitch-black eyes peered through the gaps between the five fingers, blinking out a few circles of water. Huo Yuanjia didn't care about the rain streaming down his face; he stared straight at Mr. Ye's expressionless face.
Obviously, he hadn't expected Mr. Ye to see through his ambush in advance, even less expected this young man to be so decisive and direct that he'd forced him into a passive position, forcing him to rein in his montum and give the kid a killing blow instead.
Of course, he felt no fear. After all, he was also a Monk of the Nascent Soul Realm. Even if his Spirit's purity couldn't compare to the other ancient ones, as long as he was the one ruling his own Kingdom, he didn't have to worry about having his skull smashed directly by the boy's crisp punch. But even so, being held down like this by soone else still made him feel a bit uncomfortable.
Mr. Ye's intent was to end it quickly. Lotuses blood in his eyes. He lowered his gaze to the assassin's ridians beneath his hand, intending to sever the supply of qi in the simplest way and then kill the assassin on the spot.
This ti, he didn't even care to find out which great sect this man ca from!
But just then, a powerful and razor‑sharp Elf force crashed through the air from behind him, and Mr. Ye felt his head locked in a vicious glare. If that blow landed on Mr. Ye, he would die—unless he suddenly sprouted three heads and six arms!
Naturally, he had no intention of staking his life on this, much less trading it for so mundane sect. Mr. Ye could only suppress his killing intent, abandon the mortal target, and pull out.
The Roar Aura, having lost its target, vanished in an instant. In the pouring rain, the man in the pit wasn't in a hurry to stand up. He sat where he was, reaching up to straighten his bun that Mr. Ye's previous strike had knocked crooked. Yet because of the violent rain, he failed several tis to smooth it out. A faint frustration flashed in his eyes; then he turned and looked at Mr. Ye's figure off in the distance, clicking his tongue in admiration.
"Ancients really are different. I'd completely concealed my aura and thought there wasn't a soul in this world who could find , yet I still ended up discovered by you. That previous strike carried the power of Jiedan Peak. If I hadn't had an aura to protect , if I hadn't caught that blow, I'd have been killed by your hand. And that was you attacking without first setting your montum, just a sudden assault. If you had fully set your force, even a Half-step Infant realm wouldn't be your match!"
"I don't know what kind of person you ancients consider yourselves, or how you can have such achievents at your age. There aren't many ancients around to watch over things; they tend to make big mistakes. They're not willing to expel you from the family, and they don't know how much outrage your actions have caused. Given the situation you're in, they really are quite pitiable. These days haven't been easy for them, but they don't have to worry. eting you today, I'll make sure to give you a ride, trade my life for yours, and save everyone trouble down the line."
Mr. Ye didn't speak; he just quietly watched the man in front of him, who seed quite pleased with himself. After a mont, he turned his head to look at the one who had ambushed him from midair.
This person not only had the bearing of a great nation, he was also extrely confident. When Mr. Ye swept his gaze over, he only sensed a single hint of on, which proved that this man had not only hidden his realm but had also suppressed the on of his own protective body aura!
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