"Young Master, please wait!"
Ye Yunfei had just left the Heavenly Pavilion Auction House with Fengyun Jue when Ji Xue caught up to them.
"Oh?"
Ye Yunfei stopped.
"Young Master, my father is gravely injured and needs the Bodhi Samsara Fruit to save his life. I beg you, in your mercy, to transfer it to me!"
Ji Xue bowed deeply to Ye Yunfei, her tone filled with entreaty, appearing utterly pitiful and vulnerable.
She had skin like ice and bones like jade, a pure and moving beauty, with a look of sorrow on her face that made one yearn to cherish her.
"My Bodhi Samsara Fruit is worth fifteen million Medium-grade Spirit Crystals," Ye Yunfei asked nonchalantly.
"Young Master, rest assured, my Taiyi Gate will scrape together every last resource, even if it means bankrupting ourselves, to get you the fifteen million Medium-grade Spirit Crystals. Please, I beg for your pity."
Ji Xue pleaded.
"The Bodhi Samsara Fruit is a Second-Grade Treasure Herb. Even if I give it to you, can you find a Second-Grade Treasure Alchemist? A Second-Grade Treasure Herb cannot be consumed directly; doing so would easily cause one's body to explode and die," Ye Yunfei remarked.
"I dare not hide this from you, Young Master. My father has already invited an alchemy master from the Central Continent Alchemy Tower, Master Mu. The reason I came to the auction was precisely on Master Mu's instruction. Master Mu said that as long as I bring the Bodhi Samsara Fruit back, he will take action to refine a Second-Grade Treasure Pill to heal my father's injuries," Ji Xue explained.
"So, that Master Mu is a Second-Grade Treasure Alchemist?" Ye Yunfei felt a stir of interest.
"Master Mu is an elder of the Central Continent Alchemy Tower. Naturally, he can refine a Second-Grade Treasure Pill," Ji Xue confirmed.
"Let's do this. I'd like to meet Master Mu. If you take me to see him, I'll give you the Bodhi Samsara Fruit for free," Ye Yunfei thought for a moment before speaking.
An elder from the Alchemy Tower had piqued Ye Yunfei's curiosity.
"Really?!" Ji Xue couldn't help but be overjoyed upon hearing this.
"Of course," Ye Yunfei answered plainly.
"Excellent! Young Master, please follow me!" Overflowing with excitement, Ji Xue immediately started leading the way.
The headquarters of Taiyi Gate was right within Tianlan City, very nearby.
However, they had only taken a few steps.
"Surround them!"
A group of people descended from the sky, their killing intent thick as they instantly encircled Lin Fei.
At their head was none other than Zhou Sheng!
Two old men were glued to Zhou Sheng's side, both Early Stage Mystic Liquid Realm experts.
"Kid, you've got some nerve, daring to provoke me, Zhou Sheng!"
Zhou Sheng sneered at Ye Yunfei as he spoke.
"That's Zhou Sheng of the Tianxuan Sect! Looks like that lad has offended him."
"Daring to offend Zhou Sheng... he's finished."
...
On the street, many onlookers immediately gathered.
"Young Master Zhou Sheng, regarding the matter at the auction earlier... this young master didn't mean to offend you intentionally..." Seeing the situation unfold, Ji Xue became extremely anxious.
Ye Yunfei had finally agreed to give her the Bodhi Samsara Fruit, and now Zhou Sheng showed up.
"Heh, to think that you, little wench, are also on this kid's side. Good. Take this wench back for me. I'll teach her a proper lesson!"
Zhou Sheng looked at Ji Xue's figure with a lecherous, ill-intentioned gaze.
"Don't you dare! My father is the Sect Master of Taiyi Gate!"
Ji Xue's face paled with fright.
"A pitiful little Taiyi Gate is nothing more than garbage in my eyes. That doesn't scare me," Zhou Sheng laughed coldly.
Ye Yunfei stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his expression calm and indifferent, seemingly ignoring the unfolding events before him.
"Kid, still acting tough? Kneel immediately and kowtow a hundred times. Then, hand over all the treasure herbs you obtained at the auction to Young Master Zhou Sheng! If you behave obediently, maybe, out of momentary softness, Young Master Zhou Sheng might spare your life!"
An old man beside Zhou Sheng barked harshly, releasing a powerful aura of spiritual pressure that surged toward Ye Yunfei like a tidal wave.
This old man possessed Early Stage Mystic Liquid Realm strength.
"Dare to disrespect my Master? Die!"
Fengyun Jue suddenly stepped forward, swatting a palm toward the old man.
*Bang!*
The old man flew backward with the sound, crashing hundreds of feet away. His head lolled to the side as he drew his last breath directly.
Fengyun Jue was a Late Stage Mystic Liquid Realm expert. Killing an Early Stage Mystic Liquid Realm opponent was as easy as turning over his hand.
*Hiss!*
Witnessing this scene, everyone present couldn't help but suck in a sharp breath of cold air.
Zhou Sheng's face also changed wildly.
He never expected that this unremarkable-looking kid would have such a formidable servant by his side.
"Young Master, careful! This man is a master!"
The other old man took a step forward, placing himself protectively in front of Zhou Sheng.
"Kid! My father is the Sect Leader of the Tianxuan Sect! My brother-in-law is a key alchemy genius under cultivation at the Central Continent Alchemy Tower! How dare you kill my men!"
Recovering slightly, his embarrassment morphing into fury, Zhou Sheng roared at Ye Yunfei.
"Master, how should we deal with this?" Fengyun Jue sought Ye Yunfei's instruction.
"No need for politeness with these obstructing curs," Ye Yunfei replied indifferently, hands still behind his back.
"Understood."
Fengyun Jue nodded.
*Boom!*
In the next instant, Fengyun Jue took direct action, throwing a punch.
"Ah!"
The old man protecting Zhou Sheng let out a miserable scream as his chest caved in deeply, his breath ceasing entirely.
*Whoosh!*
Fengyun Jue's figure shot out like a flash of lightning.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!..."
One miserable scream after another rang out continuously.
In the space of a few breaths, all the men Zhou Sheng had brought were sent flying, littering the ground—some dead, some injured.
"You...!"
Zhou Sheng's face paled in terror as he staggered backward repeatedly.
"Master, should we kill this one?"
In the end, Fengyun Jue extended a large hand, directly seized Zhou Sheng, and lifted him up as one would lift a chick. Bringing him before Ye Yunfei, Fengyun Jue asked respectfully.
Witnessing Fengyun Jue's terrifying prowess, the onlookers felt their scalps tingle and their legs go weak.
"Don't kill him for now," Ye Yunfei considered before answering.
According to Zhou Sheng's claims, his brother-in-law was a key disciple of the Central Continent Alchemy Tower. Perhaps more information about the Alchemy Tower could be gleaned from his mouth.
"Understood."
Fengyun Jue nodded, directly sealing Zhou Sheng's cultivation.
Ye Yunfei took him over and transported him into the Phantom Tower to be imprisoned.
"Alright. Let's go."
Ye Yunfei said to Ji Xue.
By this point, Ji Xue was staring, dumbstruck.
"Young Master, Zhou Sheng has powerful backing. You'd better let him go," Ji Xue advised, worried.
"It's fine," Ye Yunfei answered flatly.
Seeing Ye Yunfei's attitude, Ji Xue didn't persist.
One of Ye Yunfei's servants possessed such frightening strength, and he could casually give away a spirit fruit worth fifteen million Medium-grade Spirit Crystals. Without asking, he clearly had significant backing, possibly no less formidable than Zhou Sheng's.
Before long, Ji Xue brought Ye Yunfei to the headquarters of Taiyi Gate.
Although Taiyi Gate was only a second-rate force, within Tianlan City, it was among the strongest powers.
The headquarters of Taiyi Gate resembled a city within the city.
It occupied a vast area, with pavilions, towers, and palatial structures layered one upon another.
Inside Taiyi Gate's council hall!
At this moment, seated at the head of the council hall was a middle-aged man with a square-jawed face, full of a sickly pallor, his aura listless and weak.
Also in the hall was a Taoist priest, around fifty years old, wearing a green Taoist robe and holding a whisk. This Taoist priest exuded a rich fragrance of medicinal pills.
"Master Mu, Xue'er just sent word. She has obtained the Bodhi Samsara Fruit. Next, we must trouble Master Mu to refine the Treasure Pill for me," the middle-aged man said respectfully to the Taoist priest.
"Easy to say. Sect Master Ji, rest assured. With me here, I guarantee your injuries will be fully cured," the Taoist priest replied dismissively.
"Haha! With Master Mu's assurance, I am fully relieved," the middle-aged man couldn't help but laugh.