Chapter One Hundred and Three: Strong Comeback (Part One)
Two hours earlier, Thundercloud City, Eastern House…
“Please, don’t kill me! I’ll tell you everything! I was the one who sent Ye Huan to assassinate the Sovereign. It was me…”
Dongfang Hao stared at the bright red Crimson Beauty Sword in front of him, unable to believe that such a terrifying figure existed within the Southern Xiongnu Empire. In just a few short seconds, all one hundred fifty-seven experts in the Eastern House had been killed by this person, including several Ninth Level Warriors. If this continued, the next to die would be the elderly and children of the Eastern Family…
Hearing Dongfang Hao’s words, the Mysterious Old Daoist, who held the Crimson Beauty Sword and had personally imprisoned Ye Huan in the Heavenly Prison, furrowed his brow and asked, “Ye Huan? Are you referring to the Ye Huan who has recently been rumored to be heading to the palace to rescue his family?”
“Yes, that’s him!”
“I see. It’s time for you to move on…”
With a cold response, the Crimson Beauty Sword flashed like a shooting star and swiftly cut open Dongfang Hao’s throat. The sword then danced through the Eastern Family, splattering blood everywhere. Meanwhile, the Mysterious Old Daoist appeared unfazed as if nothing had happened.
After slaughtering everyone in the Eastern Family, the Mysterious Old Daoist slowly walked outside, murmuring softly to himself, “Ye Huan? I would really like to meet him someday…”
Unbeknownst to him, the portrait printed on the back of the letter Xuan Ziming had given him was that of Ye Huan. After he left, a corner of the Ground in Eastern House was lifted, and Li Datou crawled out, looking disheveled. He was still recalling what Zhang Ren had told him in the dungeon about how Zhang Yi was actually Ye Huan.
After surveying his surroundings and finding no living souls in Eastern Family, Li Datou climbed over the wall and stole a fast horse, galloping away in one direction, hoping to put as much distance as possible between himself and that terrifying old man!
Eventually, however, the old horse could no longer run. So Li Datou simply took off running on foot. But having been locked up in the dungeon for so long without enough food, he quickly ran out of energy. Yet he refused to stop until he encountered Ye Huan…
Listening to Li Datou recount the events, Ye Huan finally realized the consequences of blowing up a quarter of the palace. No matter how he calculated, he never considered the presence of the Mysterious Old Daoist.
Feeling frustrated, he stood up from the blue stone by the stream and involuntarily glanced towards Flame Sun City in the distance. Ye Huan truly didn't know if he should enter Flame Sun City. After all, if the Mysterious Elder really intended to come after him, he might not even be able to save his own life, let alone protect Liu Ruyan and the others.
"I can't just sit here and wait for death! I need to come up with a plan!"
Staring intently at Flame Sun City, knowing that his family was inside but unable to see them, Ye Huan understood that the root cause of all this was ultimately strength. If his power surpassed that of the Mysterious Elder, it wouldn't be impossible to protect his family or even kill the Mysterious Elder. But now, where could he quickly increase his strength? Even if he entered Monster Mountain, with the Mysterious Elder's power, he would probably be found before he could even kill a head monster.
Nothing seemed feasible. After thinking for a while, Ye Huan really wanted to find a place where even the Mysterious Old Daoist couldn't reach and go into seclusion for a while, then return with a nuclear bomb to wipe him out.
This feeling was exactly like when he encountered that Ninth Level Elder of the Gong Family in Northern Liang City!
"Hmm? Should I go back to Huaxia now?"
He inexplicably recalled being chased by the Mysterious Old Man back then. Considering that he now possessed missiles, killing a Ninth Level Warrior would be easier than eating or drinking.
On the side, noticing Ye Huan's changing expressions, Li Datou stood up loyally and said to Ye Huan, "Ye Huan, if you need any help, just say so. I'll definitely help you; it's just that can you..."
Rubbing his fingers together, Li Datou's 'loyalty' suddenly shifted as if he had become a different person.
Hearing Li Datou's words, Ye Huan indeed had something he could use him for. He hurriedly searched his pockets and soon found the last gold brick he had brought from the Han family. He handed it directly to Li Datou and said, "Li Datou, I really need your help. Can you go to the Han family for me and tell their head, Han Liu, that someone is trying to kill me? Ask him to take good care of my family while I head back to Huaxia..."
Staring at the gold brick in Ye Huan's hand, Li Datou's eyes widened in excitement as he eagerly nodded and chuckled, "No problem! Leave it to me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Datou reached out and took the gold brick from Ye Huan's hand. He even bit into it with his teeth at the end, causing Ye Huan to shake his head repeatedly in disbelief at how much of a money lover this guy was.
However, there were advantages to being a money lover. Generally speaking, those who loved money tended to have more wealth and higher credibility. If Li Datou didn't love money, Ye Huan couldn't think of anything else that would motivate him to help.
Confirming that the gold was real, Li Datou acted decisively. After bidding farewell to Ye Huan, he left straight away, leaving Ye Huan alone in place and making him marvel at how efficient people were when they were working for money.
Sighing, Ye Huan dared not linger in this place. After all, judging by Xuan Ziming's actions, it would be a lie to say that there were no lackeys of his scattered throughout the Southern Xiongnu Empire.
Taking one last look at Flame Sun City, he summoned a military Hummer and quickly made his way to the border. At that moment, in front of the main gate of the Southern Xiongnu Empire Palace, the Mysterious Old Daoist appeared, holding the Crimson Beauty Sword. According to convention, a cultivator should not be easily swayed by worldly matters, but upon seeing the palace that had just been attacked by missiles, he couldn't help but widen his eyes in disbelief, questioning whether he was mistaken.
After rushing to the vicinity of the Imperial Study and finally finding Xuan Ziming, his first words were, "What happened? What is going on here?"
"Lingxiao, you finally returned. Before we discuss anything else, did you imprison Ye Huan in the Heavenly Prison?"
Staring at this cultivator who had once saved him due to a twist of fate, Xuan Ziming immediately began to question him after learning how Ye Huan and others had entered the palace.
Heavenly Prison? Ye Huan?
Looking curiously at Xuan Ziming, the Mysterious Old Daoist known as Lingxiao seemed to know something. Without saying a word, he turned and walked outside.
Seeing Lingxiao's actions, Xuan Ziming couldn't help but call out in confusion, "Lingxiao, where are you going?"
"To kill Ye Huan!" Without looking back, Lingxiao's Crimson Beauty Sword hummed ominously in his hand. With a fierce intent radiating from him and his sword, he strode quickly outside and soon disappeared from Xuan Ziming's sight.
Nodding in satisfaction, Xuan Ziming felt fortunate that he had once saved Lingxiao's life. If it weren't for him, the throne of the Southern Xiongnu Empire would likely already be in jeopardy.
...
A day later, in the barracks of Sky Star City, Zuo Yi was practicing martial arts with the soldiers as usual, his gaze fixed on the main gate of the barracks.
Perhaps it was an illusion; just as he raised his Jagged Blade to strike down, a figure appeared within his line of sight.
'No way! It can't be him. The underground forces of Huaxia have already issued a warrant for his arrest; how could he dare to return?'
Stabbing the Jagged Blade into the ground, Zuo Yi rubbed his eyes in disbelief. But when he saw a man dressed in green special forces attire and wearing Black Sunglasses walking through the swirling dust outside the Sky Star City barracks due to the open terrain, he couldn't help but hasten towards him.
As the distance closed in, the man's face became clearer. It was only at this moment that Zuo Yi could be certain that 'he' had indeed returned. His clothes had changed, his skin had darkened, but Zuo Yi remembered that face all too well.
"Long time no see."
"Yes, Ye Huan, long time no see..."
With a smile, Zuo Yi stepped forward and gave him a heavy embrace upon hearing Ye Huan's voice. His face was filled with joy, but soon that smile faded, replaced by a hint of worry. He spoke again, "Ye Huan, everyone across the nation knows about what happened in Northern Liang City. The underground forces have issued a kill order against you and even placed a bounty of ten thousand taels of gold. All the government offices are plastered with your wanted posters. Aren't you afraid?"
It was understandable that the underground forces were after Ye Huan; after all, Dragon Hall was part of the underworld. But why were government offices putting up wanted posters?
'Could it be because of killing Gong Weiqi?'
Recalling everything that had happened in Northern Liang City, Ye Huan quickly grasped the crux of the issue and let out a cold snort. "Hmph, Zhao Wujie, I am still your family's son-in-law. You think you can just put up wanted posters to capture me? Do you really think the Ye Family doesn't exist anymore?"
As he spoke, anger surged within Ye Huan, completely disregarding the fact that they were on Huaxia Nation's territory.
Zuo Yi heard every word Ye Huan said and was instantly taken aback. He wanted to persuade Ye Huan to be more cautious in this military camp and not speak so defiantly. However, an overwhelming pressure of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy made him acutely aware of something.
'Is it Ye Huan?'
Curiously probing to sense Ye Huan's level, Zuo Yi was astonished to find that he couldn't discern Ye Huan's strength at all. What did this mean? It meant that Ye Huan was now stronger than him...
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