Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil

Under his explosive sprint, the manor appeared before him as he entered the Martial Arts Tournament estate.

He didn't believe that punk would still dare to command the bodyguards to act.

At this moment, a shadow suddenly flashed out.

"Li Fei, why are you back? Did you succeed?"

"It's Miss Lan Xiang."

Li Fei slowly stopped his steps. The woman before him, adorned with prayer beads and an elegant demeanor, was clearly a descendant of Medicine King Valley.

"Don't mention it, Lei Zhenzi miscalculated. Now we're nearly wiped out."

Li Fei shook his head with a bitter smile.

"What happened?" You Lanxiang's beautiful brows furrowed: "Tu Gang has the Tu Family Secret Technique, Vajra Iron Cloth. Even a High-level King Warrior should be able to withstand him for a while, right?"

"That Ye Qingfeng is just an ordinary person, but the Guard Iron Hand beside him, is like a god or demon."

A flash of fear passed through Li Fei's eyes. "Tu Gang didn't last a single move in his hands before being ripped in half. I guess only a Peak Battle King Warrior could restrain that monster."

"Comparable to a Peak Battle King!"

As Li Fei spoke, Miss Lan Xiang's expression subtly changed, but she still maintained her composure and said: "Are you sure?"

"It's just my speculation, but now I've completely lost the courage to deal with him again. It's rare to escape once, I must quickly retreat into seclusion…"

Li Fei was shaking his head when suddenly his face darkened, clutching his chest tightly.

"So painful, so painful! Something's grabbing my heart!"

Li Fei's face turned increasingly ashen, and finally, he slumped to the ground lifelessly.

A Martial Arts Master, just like that, died inexplicably.

At this moment, Lady Lan Xiang's face finally changed drastically, and she looked back toward the road they came from.

She knew there must be a great magic master waiting there.

"This is a curse technique, a completely unknown curse. Could that seemingly ordinary Ye Qingfeng actually be an adept?"

Lady Lan Xiang's heart was filled with doubt, but she knew she had been too rash in this matter.

Though Top-grade Elixirs and Elixir Recipes were good, offending such a terrifying individual wasn't worth it.

At this point, Ye Qingfeng slowly withdrew his gaze.

In his hand, a silver throwing knife was vibrating slightly. Through it, Ye Qingfeng had cast a spell, remotely killing Li Fei. Just as he claimed, the dignity of a Tribulation Crossing Immortal Venerable does not allow for provocation by ordinary people.

Those who dare offend, kill without mercy!

On Li Fei, it was merely the Blood Sect's Curse Killing Technique being used.

For someone as insignificant as Li Fei.

With a mere thought, Ye Qingfeng implanted into his bloodline, allowing for curse killing.

"Will it be alright? The Dragon Guard cannot manage things here! Even for the nation, managing the world of martial artists is very tricky…"

Jiang Xiantao said worriedly.

"No worries, someone will handle it for us, let's head back first."

Ye Qingfeng said with implicit meaning.

"No way, things have become this serious, I must report it…"

Jiang Xiantao, as a Divine Guard member.

Was on a mission.

Now, Ye Qingfeng had killed so many martial artists from Ancient Martial Families in Lingnan.

He would undoubtedly face the collective retaliation of the Eight Great Families of Lingnan.

She had to report it.

"If you leave, aren't you afraid I'll start a massacre?"

Ye Qingfeng smiled.

"You promised me, you must keep your word…"

Jiang Xiantao glared at Ye Qingfeng.

Warning him.

Then she left the place.

She left Medicine King Town as quickly as she could, trying to contact the external Divine Guard.

"Why bother? The nation fears these Ancient Martial Families, and even the Divine Guard dares not touch them. I, Ye Qingfeng, will handle them for you…"

Ye Qingfeng watched Jiang Xiantao's departing figure.

His lips curled into a wicked smile.

If the Lingnan Eight Ancient Martial Families, indeed, because of these, intended to seize his clan's Elixirs and retaliate.

Then Ye Qingfeng wouldn't mind stirring up a bloody storm in the Ancient Martial World of Lingnan.

Subsequently, Ye Qingfeng, accompanied by Iron Hand, left the place.

After Ye Qingfeng and his party left the chaotic scene, two people stepped out from the bushes, one of whom was none other than Young Master Zhou 'Zhou Qilin.'

"Give the order, handle this place. Also, all the information here is to be sealed off."

Zhou Qilin said in a deep voice.

"Yes, young master."

The elder beside him responded respectfully.

The Zhou Family wielded immense power in Lingnan, able to conceal such matters effortlessly.

"A cross-training master comparable to a Peak Battle King Warrior, we all underestimated him."

A flash of dread passed through Zhou Qilin's eyes.

Cross-training masters are unified inside and out, like iron cast, with immense power.

Ordinary Battle Kings pale greatly compared to cross-training masters.

"This must be reported to the Family Head. Who thought that seeking an Elixir Recipe would cause such a catastrophe."

"I hope that lad doesn't have even stronger backing!"

Zhou Qilin slightly shook his head.

In the Zhou Family, aside from the Family Head, no one could suppress that terrifying Iron Hand.

The next day, when Ye Qingfeng arrived at the manor venue, everyone treated him with complete respect and awe.

The martial artist circle is small, in the past two days, not more than a hundred martial artists attended the gathering.

Six martial artists died not far away, including one major expert from the Tu Family, and this news couldn't be contained.

The fame of Iron Hand as a cross-training master spread throughout the venue, no one dared to underestimate this master and servant pair anymore.

"Mr. Ye, previously our Zhou Family was negligent, let's move you and Iron Hand Master to the lakeside villa."

An elder with white hair and beard hurried over.

His name was Zhou Qinglong, a War King Warrior of the Lingnan Zhou Family.

Following him was Zhou Xinyu, obediently trailing behind.

For a Martial Arts Family like the Zhou Family, the core was undoubtedly the Martial Arts Masters.

Secondly, those in control of peripheral companies and forces.

Those hundreds of billions in assets were attached to Zhou Family's powerful martial force. Without Martial Arts Masters' support, these assets would be quickly swallowed by other Martial Arts Families.

Zhou Qinglong, as a War King Warrior, was considered an expert, even within the Zhou Family, he held significant influence.

"It's fine."

Ye Qingfeng chuckled lightly.

His current realm would only influence the surrounding environment, how could external matters affect him?

"Also, this is my grandniece Xinyu."

Zhou Qinglong was unfazed, instead, he scolded the one behind him: "Xinyu, hurry and meet Mr. Ye and Iron Hand Master."

Zhou Xinyu, previously extremely aloof in front of Ye Qingfeng, now behaved obediently.

She trembled, shame and humiliation flashed in her eyes, and she slowly approached Ye Qingfeng, saying: "Mr. Ye, Iron Hand Master."

"I heard Xinyu and Mr. Ye have met before, perhaps she can accompany you during the gathering these days."

Zhou Qinglong's face showed a knowing smile men understand.

Zhou Xinyu, hearing this, felt even more ashamed and angry.