Dragon Blood Saint Emperor

Seeing the young master’s sudden appearance, Ye Wushuang’s heart sank. ’Looks like there’s trouble today,’ he thought.

And sure enough.

The moment Young Master Tang finished speaking, the crowd’s gazes all turned to Ye Wushuang, filled with ill intent. Even the few young men standing near Ye Wushuang quietly distanced themselves, afraid of being associated with him and getting caught in the aftermath.

However, Ye Wushuang paid them no mind. He continued to sip his fine wine as if nothing was wrong, his expression completely unruffled.

"Young Master, how did this brat offend you?" the tall young man asked, quickly stepping in front of Young Master Tang. In his heart, he had his own little scheme.

"This lowlife dared to hit me! Zheng Xiong, go cripple him for me," Young Master Tang roared, touching his face and hissing in pain. The hatred he felt for Ye Wushuang intensified.

"What? That bastard dared to hit you!"

Zheng Xiong flew into a rage upon hearing this, as if he were the one who had been struck. He turned and stared coldly at Ye Wushuang. "Brat, I’ll give you one chance. Get over here, kneel, and apologize to the Young Master. Otherwise, today I, Zheng Xiong, will cripple—CRASH!"

Before Zheng Xiong could finish, Ye Wushuang’s eyes narrowed. He grabbed the wine cup in his hand and hurled it at Zheng Xiong, smashing it directly against his head. With a CRACK, the cup shattered.

A large welt immediately formed on Zheng Xiong’s head, and blood began to seep out, trickling down his nose.

The crowd’s eyes went wide. They were utterly dumbfounded and at a loss for words. ’This kid hit the Tang Family’s young master and still dared to show up at the Juying Tower gathering? His nerve is something else!’

Zheng Xiong touched the blood on his face, his lungs practically exploding with rage. His face twisted into a ferocious scowl as he roared, "You lowlife! I’ll kill you!"

BOOM!

Following the sound, a massive True Essence Palm shot toward Ye Wushuang. The ferocious energy was like a monstrous deep-sea wave, crashing down toward his forehead.

A tearing sensation washed over Ye Wushuang. His expression turned cold as he fixed his gaze on the approaching Zheng Xiong, whose eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"No one has ever dared to hit me! You have to kill him for me!" Young Master Tang roared from the side, glaring at Ye Wushuang with gritted teeth.

"Rest assured, Young Master. I will definitely kill this lowlife for you." Hearing this, Zheng Xiong gave a sinister smile and furiously poured his True Essence into the giant palm. It suddenly doubled in size, stirring up a veritable storm as it descended upon Ye Wushuang.

Seeing the palm’s force cut through the air like a blade, everyone’s heart trembled. They knew Zheng Xiong was using his full power and going for the kill. The might of the True Essence Second Layer was more than enough to kill a mere True Essence First Layer cultivator like Ye Wushuang.

Ye Wushuang’s expression remained indifferent. He stood his ground, as unmoving as a mountain, while simultaneously preparing his Pseudo-Treasure Body. Only when Zheng Xiong was nearly upon him did he finally swing a golden fist forward, showing no intention of retreating or dodging.

Moreover, it was a blow of pure Physical Strength. He hadn’t used his Dragon Spirit True Essence at all—it was just a punch from his bare fist.

"Huh?"

Seeing this, the crowd was stunned and completely taken aback.

"He’s not actually trying to block Zheng Xiong’s attack with brute force, is he? Is he trying to get himself killed?"

"That kid’s an idiot! Zheng Xiong is using the Great Ripping Palm, a technique that can tear apart any True Essence Second Layer expert. He’s daring to take it head-on? He’s finished!"

The crowd shook their heads, privately sighing at Ye Wushuang’s foolishness.

Zheng Xiong gave a vicious smile and pressed his attack. The terrifying True Essence was vast and boundless, filling the entire space and forcing some of the young cultivators at the True Essence First and Second Layers to retreat in shock, their horrified gazes fixed on him.

It was obvious the man was going for a one-hit kill. Everyone understood his motive: to curry favor with the young master and latch onto the great tree that was the Tang Family.

And honestly, the guy had gotten really lucky today, stumbling upon such an easy target.

BOOM! 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Just then, a cold glint shot from Ye Wushuang’s eyes. His golden fist, accompanied by the faint roar of a dragon, boomed as it tore through the air. Gleaming with brilliant golden light, it looked like a small golden mountain as it savagely slammed into the True Essence Palm.

BOOM!

The Great Ripping Palm, so powerful in the eyes of the crowd, was annihilated by a single punch of pure physical power. The surging True Essence Energy erupted, running rampant.

BOOM!

Ye Wushuang’s body shot directly through the zone of rampaging energy. His golden fist, like a golden meteor, slammed into Zheng Xiong, causing his body to stiffen.

Zheng Xiong’s body was sent flying by the punch. Like a scarecrow, he soared out the entrance of Juying Tower. THUD! A loud noise came from outside, followed by silence.

When someone ran out to look, they found Zheng Xiong had been knocked unconscious.

Everyone’s eyes narrowed as they stared at Ye Wushuang, filled with utter shock and disbelief. Zheng Xiong, at the True Essence Second Layer, had lost to a guy at the True Essence First Layer.

’He beat Zheng Xiong with just his bare fists. This kid has some serious brute force!’ the crowd muttered to themselves, attributing the outcome entirely to brute strength. They couldn’t believe a person’s Physical Strength could be so terrifying.

"Useless! Absolutely useless!" Young Master Tang roared at the sight. "Whoever kills him for me will be handsomely rewarded."

Handsomely rewarded!

As soon as Young Master Tang’s words fell, many in the crowd began to stir with ambition.

"Young Master, allow me."

Suddenly, a young man in a silver robe stepped forward, a step ahead of everyone else.

This young man was at the True Essence Third Layer. Everyone knew him; he was Jiang Zhe, a genius whose strength was comparable to the True Essence Fourth Layer. He had been recruited by the Tang Family and now worked for them.

Seeing this young man, however, Ye Wushuang’s eyes narrowed. ’Isn’t he Jiang Zhe, the one who acted so tyrannically outside Yunhuang City and trampled on so many lives?’

"Jiang Zhe, if you can’t kill him, then don’t bother staying with my Tang Family," the young master of the Tang Family roared, completely fearless, as if he owned the place.

"Rest assured, I’m not useless trash like Zheng Xiong!"

Jiang Zhe bowed deeply.

Then, he turned and stared fixedly at Ye Wushuang.

"I believe I’ve warned you before. Don’t let me run into you in the city, or I will take your life."

"But you treated my words as if they were nothing but wind, stubbornly going your own way. Not only did you enter Yunhuang City, but you even dared to lay a hand on the Young Master. How do you wish to die?"

Jiang Zhe said coldly. Outside the city, merely because of a glance from Ye Wushuang, he had warned him that if they met again, he would take his life.

"And I’m warning you: get lost. Otherwise, you will bear the consequences."

Ye Wushuang’s gaze was ice-cold as he stared back at Jiang Zhe, a flicker of killing intent stirring in his heart.

"Bear the consequences? You’re a piece of trash at the True Essence First Layer. What kind of consequences could you possibly give me?" Jiang Zhe sneered in disdain.

The surrounding crowd also started to laugh. They admitted that Ye Wushuang had some brute strength, but the gap between the True Essence First Layer and the True Essence Third Layer wasn’t something a little brute force could bridge.

Especially since Jiang Zhe’s Combat Power was comparable to the True Essence Fourth Layer, making him even more terrifying. This kid was done for!