This moment, the mysterious masked figure felt their intelligence had been greatly insulted.
A Human Immortal-grade treasure?
In their thousands of years of existence, they had never even encountered one, only glimpsed it from afar. Now, this person was demanding one to ransom someone, wasn't that a profound insult?
Fueled by rage, the skies above shifted dramatically. Countless violent air currents converged with frenzied speed, forming a monstrous, terrifying hand. In an instant, the entire Yechuan Prefecture was engulfed in a chaotic darkness.
When a Celestial Being unleashes their wrath, all things are subject to their whims.
"Die!"
The giant hand descended with a thunderous roar. The entire mansion was like a tiny boat adrift on an endless sea, destined to vanish into nothingness under the crushing force.
Yet, despite facing such terrifying might, Ye Ming's expression remained utterly unfazed.
"If your true form had descended, perhaps you might have piqued my interest! But a mere projection..."
Ye Ming extended his index finger. At its tip, countless mysterious white energies were compressed with ferocious intensity.
"Break!"
The instant the word was uttered, a dazzling white light pierced the void, transforming into an arrow capable of shattering all things. It met the colossal heavenly hand head-on.
*Swish!*
The white arrow penetrated the palm, but without any overly violent energy fluctuations. The giant hand, however, began to dissipate, bit by bit.
Within moments, not a trace of its energy could be felt.
But the white arrow, after shattering the giant hand, did not disappear. On the contrary, its speed continued to increase exponentially.
Its true target was the mysterious masked figure.
"What?"
Seeing this, the mysterious figure's eyes narrowed to pinpricks, their face a mask of utter shock.
A casual strike from this person contained such terrifying power. Not only had it annihilated the giant palm they had conjured, but it was also launching a counter-attack.
"It seems our intelligence was incomplete!"
As the arrow approached their brow, the mysterious figure made no move to resist.
*Bang!*
The arrow hit its mark. The projection conjured by the mysterious person began to vanish irreversibly.
"Ye Ming! Remember this, I will settle this debt with you one day!"
As the masked face faded, an unwilling voice echoed in the air.
Although their plan had failed this time, it was not without gain.
"Shadow Flow! Very well! You have successfully caught my attention!"
Ye Ming let out a cold chuckle. He then turned his attention to the old man beneath his feet. Without a word, he directly employed the Soul Imprint Technique, commencing his probing.
He had already determined that the old man's mind was free of any seals.
Therefore, everything the old man knew would be read by Ye Ming.
Ten minutes later.
Yechuan Shagong and Nangong Qianyu arrived beside Ye Ming, their eyes filled with complex emotions as they looked at the young man before them. Neither spoke.
It was no exaggeration to say that their understanding of Ye Ming had reached a new level today.
This man's power, it turned out, was far more terrifying than they had imagined.
"Indeed, you did not disappoint!"
After reading through the old man's memories, Ye Ming sneered, his eyes filled with indifference.
Having learned certain things, his mood was far from good at this moment.
"What do you plan to do with him?"
Nangong Qianyu asked, looking at Ye Ming's grim expression with concern.
"Killing him would be a shame, after all, he is a Source Soul realm expert!"
Ye Ming glanced at the old man, who had already fainted, and formed a hand seal, which he then sent into the old man's sea of consciousness.
He then turned to Yechuan Shagong, giving her a spell. "This is the Soul Control Incantation. From this day forward, he will be a blade in your hand."
"Alright!"
Yechuan Shagong nodded.
At this moment, Ye Ming waved his hand, and a dark spatial rift appeared before him. Within the rift were Okamura Yasuhiro and the other elders.
"Handle them yourself!"
Ye Ming handed these elders over to Yechuan Shagong and said with a smile, "After you're done, I have a gift for you!"
"A gift?"
Yechuan Shagong stared at him, remaining silent.
"Deal with your matters first!"
Ye Ming pulled Nangong Qianyu along and then said, "We'll wait for you at Yue Ting!"
Yue Ting!
This was the second restaurant Ye Ming and Nangong Qianyu had booked in Dongdao Country for their assessment.
Naturally, Ye Ming wouldn't be staying in Dongdao Country for just one day.
His global live-streaming tour wasn't merely about boosting his popularity. Ye Ming needed to select a spokesperson in each country to handle the sales of his elixirs and artifacts.
These were not matters that could be resolved in a single day.
...
After Ye Ming and Nangong Qianyu left Yechuan Mansion, darkness had already fallen. The time was now dusk.
"Mr. Ye! Your rooms at Yue Ting have been arranged. If you have no other requests, the second live stream can commence tomorrow morning at ten o'clock!"
Having witnessed Ye Ming's extraordinary power, Kimura Takeo's tone was now considerably more reserved than before.
Only now did he truly understand how terrifying the seemingly amiable young man before him was.
Just moments ago, he had secretly received a death order from the Prime Minister of Dongdao:
Under no circumstances was Ye Ming's subsequent itinerary to encounter any accidents. Otherwise, the nation might not be able to withstand the wrath of his fury.
"Thank you for your trouble!"
Ye Ming nodded slightly and then entered Yue Ting with Nangong Qianyu.
Only after they had gone did Kimura Takeo finally exhale in relief. But then, remembering the Prime Minister's death order, his nerves tensed once more.
"Someone! Fetch the highest responsible person at Yue Ting!"
...
"Ye Ming! This room has an indoor hot spring!"
As soon as they entered the room, Nangong Qianyu felt a wave of heat. Upon closer inspection, she was surprised to find a small hot spring in the center of the room.
"This must have been specially arranged by Kimura Takeo. I checked just now; this is the only room in the entire Yue Ting with a private hot spring!"
Ye Ming chuckled, feeling that Kimura Takeo was quite considerate.
"Perfect! Considering the time, it's been two years since I last enjoyed a hot spring!"
In less than a moment, Ye Ming lay in the hot spring, a look of enjoyment on his face. A specially designed floating table rested on the water's surface, laden with exotic fruit wines.
"We're practically husband and wife, what are you still shy about!"
Ye Ming looked at Nangong Qianyu, who was still hesitating to get in, finding her somewhat endearing.
"I..."
Enhanced by the mist, Nangong Qianyu's small face was flushed crimson. Her heart pounded wildly, clearly feeling self-conscious.
After all, this was her first time sharing a bath with a man, and it was natural to feel shy.
"Alas! It seems I must lend a hand!"
Ye Ming grinned mischievously. With a slight wave of his hand, Nangong Qianyu was gently drawn into the air by a soft force.
Then, her clothes too, were all removed from her body.
"Ah!"
*Splash!*
The force vanished, and a splash of water shot skyward. Nangong Qianyu's high-pitched shriek was ultimately drowned in a warm current.