Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil

"He was so handsome, I'm going to sleep with him tonight!"

"He's truly impressive. If he's still alive tonight, I'll join you in sleeping with him!"

Many exotic dancers sent flirtatious glances towards Ye Qingfeng, who ignored them all. The Jinling Four Young Masters had already slunk away, leaving only Princess of Zhong Family, Zhong Xiaoqiong, standing there with complex emotions in her beautiful eyes as she looked at Ye Qingfeng.

"Taking down the Jinling Four Young Masters alone? Who exactly is this person? Does he truly have backing, or is he just an inexperienced rookie?"

She secretly sighed in her heart, "The revenge of these four won't be simple!"

She had originally just come by to stroll around, but now she was deeply interested in Ye Qingfeng. She decided to stay and see how Ye Qingfeng would handle the revenge of the Jinling Four Young Masters.

"Cousin, you were just... so damn domineering!"

Duan Su was helped back to his seat by Ruan Xiaoxi, giving Ye Qingfeng a thumbs up.

He had always regarded this cousin highly but never thought Ye Qingfeng had any abilities. He always considered Ye Qingfeng to be a wastrel like himself.

But upon seeing today, Ye Qingfeng's speech and actions were so arrogant and domineering, and his skills were incredibly strong. With fists and kicks, he turned Nan Qingxun and Bei Qianhong upside down. Such a scene only happened in his dreams.

Yet today, Ye Qingfeng truly enacted an awe-inspiring display before his eyes, taking on the Jinling Four Young Masters alone, with unrivaled dominance.

Ning Huanhuan and Liu Peng both showed admiration on their faces, regardless of what identity Ye Qingfeng might have. His performance just now was enough to win them over.

Who dared to face the Jinling Four Young Masters head-on? Only Ye Qingfeng!

Zhong Xiaoqiong sat not far away, watching Ye Qingfeng with increasing interest. Faced with the impending revenge from the Jinling Four Young Masters, Ye Qingfeng sat like a mountain, neither arrogant nor impatient. Such calm demeanour was truly admirable.

"Domination is built upon strength!"

Ye Qingfeng smiled slightly, speaking casually.

The group fell into a momentary silence. After more than ten seconds, Duan Su looked up.

"Cousin, are we really going to wait here for them to retaliate? Or should we go home and tell my parents, they might have a way!"

He began to worry. Ye Qingfeng hadn't simply offended the Jinling Four Young Masters this time, he had beaten three of them, especially as Dong Yunye's leg was broken. This had already escalated to a feud.

"I said wait for them for an hour, then of course we wait for them for an hour. With me here, what are you afraid of?"

Ye Qingfeng took a sip of wine, his expression full of confidence that made Duan Su and the others feel inferior.

The music began playing again in the hall, but it was clearly not as lively as before. Many people sat in their seats, casting glances toward Ye Qingfeng now and then.

They all wanted to know how Ye Qingfeng would deal with the upcoming storm.

The revenge of the Jinling Four Young Masters was no joke. If the four joined forces, even a family head from a prominent family would have to consider it seriously.

About forty minutes later, a staggering figure appeared at the entrance of the hall, it was Bei Qianhong.

Ye Qingfeng's earlier kick had left him still unsteady.

He kicked the DJ aside, turned off the music, and spoke into the microphone, "Kid, aren't you good at fighting and being arrogant? If you've got what it takes, come out now. I'll let you know today what it means to be reckless!"

After the four had left, they first sent Dong Yunye to the hospital, and then the other three hurried back, gathered their forces, swearing to tear Ye Qingfeng to pieces.

When had the Jinling Four Young Masters ever suffered such humiliation? Being insulted so terribly by a young boy, they had to reclaim their honor!

Everyone looked at Ye Qingfeng, eager to see his reaction.

Ye Qingfeng put down his wine glass and slowly stood up, still composed and unhurried.

"Came quite quickly!" He rubbed his hands together, "Alright then, let's see what interesting scene you've set up!"

With that, he headed toward the center of the dance floor, frightening Bei Qianhong to hurriedly run outside, extremely embarrassed.

He did not want another direct confrontation with Ye Qingfeng. He had firsthand experience of how powerful that kick was.

Duan Su and the others followed Ye Qingfeng to the entrance of the hall, with Zhong Xiaoqiong trailing behind, while the bystanders all rushed to see what kind of formation awaited outside.

As they saw the scene outside, almost everyone gasped.

Uniformly dressed in black suits, carrying iron batons, no less than two to three hundred men stood outside the hall, filling the entire back street completely.

These were all strong men with ferocious expressions, clearly henchmen.

Bei Qianhong, Nan Qingxun, and Xi Tingfeng stood at the back street entrance, laughing wantonly at Ye Qingfeng.

"Kid, aren't you good at fighting? So arrogant? Why don't you continue being arrogant in front of us now?"

"Today, one person here with one punch can beat you into a meat patty. Watch you continue to dance about, daring to offend the Jinling Four Young Masters, you reckless fool!"

They taunted one after another, believing Ye Qingfeng to be a turtle in a jar, helpless and waiting for death.

Seeing so many henchmen gather, Duan Su and those who had wanted to stand alongside Ye Qingfeng turned pale. When had they ever seen such a scene?

Zhong Xiaoqiong lightly brushed her beautiful eyes, observing that in such a circumstance, Ye Qingfeng virtually had no chance of escape!

Looking at the arrogant trio of Bei Qianhong, Ye Qingfeng curled his lips into a cold smile.

He pointed a finger at the three, and said indifferently, "Later, I will cripple all three of you and hang you on this high wall for your families to claim!"

The onlookers were dumbfounded; even at this moment, Ye Qingfeng was still boasting shamelessly.

With hundreds of strong and capable henchmen before him, it's questionable whether Ye Qingfeng could even keep his body intact, yet he still intended to deal with the trio of Bei Qianhong?

While Duan Su was in astonishment, Ye Qingfeng patted him on the shoulder.

"Just stand here and watch. Today, I'll show you what it means to take on one hundred!"

...

In a specialized care ward, a person lay with his leg wrapped in bandages, his face contorted in pain, while a woman softly sobbed beside him.

The one with the bandaged leg was none other than Dong Yunye.

Though his leg was anesthetized, threads of pain still sharply registered in his brain, leaving him both pained and hateful.

"I must kill that kid. I must kill him!"

He gritted his teeth, eager to devour Ye Qingfeng alive.

A middle-aged man with a shiny bald head opened the door and walked in, looking at Dong Yunye lying miserably on the bed, with a flicker of anger in his eyes.

"Dad!"

Seeing the visitor, Dong Yunye exclaimed in surprise.

This middle-aged man was none other than the current Family Head of the Dong Family, Dong Kunhu.

"Feeling any better?"

Dong Kunhu asked in a calm voice.

"Dad, quickly avenge me, find that kid and tear him to pieces!"

Dong Yunye paid no mind to his wounds, clutching Dong Kunhu's clothes, visibly agitated.