What? Nu Mu is dead?
Upon hearing the novice monk’s words, all the monks present abruptly stood up in anger and shock. The abbot roared, "Say that again! What happened to Junior Brother Nu Mu?"
Startled by the abbot’s shout, the novice monk trembled but still stamred, "Grey... Grey Valley County just sent word... saying that Junior Brother Nu Mu was killed by that Ye Fei..."
"Audacious! Unforgivable!"
The abbot stomped furiously, causing the ground to tremble, dust scattering into the air.
"Abbot, no need for further discussion! Let us head to Su Province imdiately. We must pulverize that brat surnad Ye and avenge Junior Brother Nu Mu!"
"Indeed! To dare kill soone from the Vajra Sect is already a cri punishable by death. Now even Junior Brother Nu Mu was murdered—this is not rely the child! Everyone connected to him must perish!"
"Clearly it has been far too long since we, the Vajra Sect, asserted our dominance in the martial world, allowing others to grow increasingly defiant. This matter demands drastic asures—a thunderous response—to serve as a warning to others!"
The elder monks standing beside the abbot spoke with killing intent, showing not a trace of the benevolence expected of those who had renounced the mortal world.
After hearing this, the abbot coldly said, "What you have said matches my intentions exactly. Follow to the Martial Arts Conference imdiately. We must claim the life of that brat surnad Yang and make an example of him!"
Saying this, the abbot imdiately led the monks behind him and began to stride out.
But the novice monk hurriedly stepped forward to block their way, shouting, "Abbot! Abbot! I haven’t finished speaking—Shangguan..."
"Shangguan?"
The abbot impatiently interrupted the novice monk, snorting coldly. "Whether you ntion it or not, my Junior Brother Nu Mu has perished. Shangguan Jingyun, as the host of this Martial Arts Conference, cannot escape accountability as well! It seems that even if we are defeated, we must still demand an explanation from the Shangguan Family!"
"That won’t be possible, Abbot! Along with the news of Junior Uncle Nu Mu’s death, another ssage ca!" The novice monk said with a mournful expression.
"Another ssage? What news?" The smiling monk asked curiously.
"Shangguan Jingyun has been crippled!"
The novice monk imdiately replied, "That Ye Fei is the well-known Mr. Ye from Su Province. Shangguan Jingyun sought to seize his magic treasure but was... crippled by Mr. Ye, his cultivation destroyed!"
Clang!
Upon hearing this, the abbot dropped his staff to the ground, his mouth agape.
The elder monks around him were equally shocked, staring at the novice monk in disbelief.
Who was Shangguan Jingyun? He was none other than the Innate Martial King, revered in martial arts as a king, the pinnacle of the Chinese Martial Artist world.
Yet... yet he was crippled?
Ye Fei was able to overwhelm the Innate Martial King?
If they were to seek revenge for Nu Mu Vajra, wouldn’t that be tantamount to courting death?
For a mont, the entire entry hall of the Vajra Sect fell silent, as if everyone had been frozen in place.
No one knew how much ti had passed before the smiling monk swallowed hard and asked, "Abbot... shall we... shall we still go?"
"Go, my ass!"
The abbot shuddered instantly, hurriedly picking up his fallen staff and retreating back to the hall with a sheepish expression. The elder monks, hearing the abbot’s words, also exhaled quietly, utterly abandoning any notion of avenging Nu Mu Vajra or Iron Head Monk!
This attitude of the Vajra Sect echoed throughout other martial artist sects and families!
An era-defining Martial King, struck down by a seventeen-to-eighteen-year-old youth whose na had originally been dismissed as a re joke.
Such news spread across all of East China in no ti.
And Yuntai Ye Fei!
That na surfaced for the first ti in China’s cultivation world, accompanied by a newfound reverence and awe.
Legends are born in just this way!
Outside, the world churned because of Ye Fei. Yet Ye Fei himself was quietly cultivating in his room until he finished absorbing Shangguan Jingyun’s inner strength and transford it entirely into his Devil Essence. Only then did he step out of the room.
"Mr. Ye, I’ve been waiting for you!"
As Ye Fei walked out, Shangguan Hong imdiately stepped forward respectfully, cupping his hands in greeting.
With Shangguan Jingyun crippled, Shangguan Hong officially took over the Shangguan Family.
Moreover, the events of that fateful day seed to have caused Shangguan Hong to mature overnight. No longer filled with the arrogance of old, he now displayed imnse respect toward Ye Fei.
Seeing Shangguan Hong’s deanor, Ye Fei smiled faintly.
How could he not understand Shangguan Hong’s intentions?
Nothing more than rebuilding with diligence, preparing to seek revenge on Ye Fei soday.
But Ye Fei didn’t care in the slightest. If he could cripple Shangguan Jingyun once, even if Shangguan Hong eventually cultivated to the Innate level, he could cripple him again!
A true strongman possesses absolute confidence!
Furthermore, with Ye Fei’s speed of cultivation, by the ti Shangguan Hong achieved the Innate level, Ye Fei would have either failed to break into the Nascent Soul and died or ascended to greatness, reigning supre over the entire planet!
Of course, this was speculation for the distant future. Because as far as Ye Fei was concerned, he already had plans for the Shangguan Family. How could he waste such a martial artist family hosting the Martial Arts Conference without utilizing them to help him search for rare dicinal herbs?
"Speak! What brings you here?" Ye Fei asked calmly.
"Here’s the matter!"
Shangguan Hong quickly presented several letters to Ye Fei, saying, "These are apologies and compensation lists sent by the Vajra Sect, Qi Union Sect, Five Elents Sect, and others!"
"Apologies?"
Hearing this, Ye Fei sneered. Crippling Shangguan Jingyun clearly had an impact.
Without him even needing to act, these sects were already bowing to him.
As Ye Fei looked over the lists, Shangguan Hong continued, "The Vajra Sect has offered the thousand-year Ten-Transformation Yin Yang Grass and Jade Water..."
"The Qi Union Sect has offered Resurrection Rhinoceros and Eight-Transformation Phoenix Feather..."
"The Five Elents Sect has offered Ice Heart Grass and ten-thousand-year Blood Ginseng..."
Listening to Shangguan Hong itemize these gifts from the sects, Ye Fei’s eyes lit up.
Each of these offerings was a rare dicinal herb he had specifically listed during the Martial Arts Conference. Now, hearing this, it seed these sects had complied nearly completely.
Evidently, they had investigated Ye Fei’s needs and intentionally selected such precious dicinal herbs as compensation.
But just then, Shangguan Hong’s tone shifted, and he said, "Mr. Ye, these are the compensations offered. However, the True Essence Sect of Chen Shun did not send any apology letters. Instead, they sent a ssage demanding that Mr. Ye personally co to their sect to apologize. Otherwise, they’ll dispatch experts to annihilate you in revenge for Chen Shun!"
"Oh?"
Ye Fei’s lips curled into a sneer. "Seems the True Essence Sect is sothing of an exception."
"Mr. Ye, the True Essence Sect is a magic sect, not martial artists, so they likely don’t understand the extent of your abilities!" Shangguan Hong hurriedly lowered his head as he explained.
A magic sect?
Hearing this, Ye Fei found his interest piqued. On the night he was ambushed, Chen Shun hadn’t had the chance to display any abilities before being killed outright by the Heavenly Slash Demon Saber. Therefore, Ye Fei hadn’t known that Chen Shun was a magic user.
Now reflecting on it, magic users were clearly distinct from cultivators or even the Ghost Path practitioners that Master Ma once studied.
Ye Fei’s lips curved into a smile as he asked, "Where are their people? Take to et them!"
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