Ye Wendao Reforges His Foundation

"Sculpting... Meridian Reforming Pill?"

Ye Wendao held the jade bottle in both hands, staring at the golden pill inside, and his whole body trembled.

For eighteen years, he had longed for and dreamed of obtaining the Pills to reshape his meridians, and now it was actually in his hands. He couldn't believe it was real.

"Old woman, pinch me!" Ye Wendao turned to Liu Li, who was standing to the side, and said.

Liu Li cooperated readily and immediately performed a 720-degree rotation.

"Ouch—hahaha!"

Ye Wendao in pain, then burst into laughter.

"It's real! This isn't a dream, it's real! Hahaha, I, Ye Wendao, have a chance to rebuild my foundation and embark on the path of martial arts again!"

"You scum, just wait and tremble!"

Ye Wendao has returned!

The old man was so excited he was almost incoherent.

An hour later, Ye Wendao stretched out his fists and kicked, feeling the surging blood Blood Qi within his body, that long-lost power that had returned to his body...

He felt hot all over and grabbed Liu Li, running towards the room.

As she ran, she said, "Son, don't disturb us before dawn!"

The door was slammed shut.

Hua Qiang's mouth was wide open, and he couldn't close it for a long time.

What's going on?

Who the hell wrote this drama?

At your age, why are you in such a hurry?

Forget it, I'll just go back to my room and sleep. Uh, I'll find peace of mind if I don't listen!

It seems that I will soon have a little brother or sister.

Just as Hua Qiang returned to his room, a white bolt of lightning shot in through the window.

"First Elder, First Elder, there's been someone circling around our house suspiciously for a few days. Looks like he's up to no good!"

Is that true?

Hua Qiang felt a jolt of fear, realizing he had been careless and hadn't even noticed someone approaching and secretly spying on him.

It seems one shouldn't be too complacent!

With a flash, he appeared in the courtyard, his Spiritual Sense spreading out.

Soon, he spotted a furtive figure 50 meters away.

Using Shadow Dodge, he appeared directly in front of the dark figure, who was so frightened that it involuntarily took a few steps back.

"Who are you?"

"Why the hell do you show up in front of me in the middle of the night instead of sleeping? Don't you know you can scare someone to death?"

Hua Qiang raised an eyebrow, almost laughing in anger.

You were lurking around my doorstep like a thief, and you even asked me who I was?

I can't believe I scared him.

"And who are you? What are you trying to do, loitering around my doorstep in the dark?"

The figure in the shadows paused, then looked at Hua Qiang Wen Dao, "Are you Hua Qiang?"

Hua Qiang frowned. It seemed that this kid really had come to find him. Another troublesome brat!

Is it because I've been too low-key that any Tom, Dick, or Harry dares to bully me?

After sensing the other party's cultivation level, I realized that he was actually a Martial King.

Ha! The people coming to find me are getting more and more sophisticated, but unfortunately, they're not good enough to kill!

"You came to see me?"

"You want to kill me?"

Hua Qiang sensed a murderous aura emanating from the other party.

The shadowy figure paused for a moment, then angrily Wen Dao, "Did you kill Deng Kai?"

"Deng Kai?"

Hua Qiang suddenly realized that they had come to seek revenge for Deng Kai.

This person killed him by stabbing, but he didn't directly lay a hand on him, so how could he admit to that?

Wouldn't admitting it make you a fool?

"Hey... don't you dare spew nonsense here!"

"What does Deng Kai's death have to do with me? He was devoured by Mutant Beasts, and the entire nation can testify to that!"

The shadowy figure was silent for a moment, then said angrily, "When my son was killed, you were the only one there. You two had a grudge, so it was definitely you who did it!"

"Even if it wasn't you, you can't escape blame!"

"You could have easily helped him and saved his life, but you didn't. Your inaction was tantamount to killing him!"

Hua Qiang smiled.

Why should I save him?

Am I close to him?

Who is he to me? Is he my grandson?

The shadowy figure trembled with rage. Damn it, this kid took advantage of him!

If Deng Kai is his grandson, then wouldn't I be his son?

"You scoundrel, stop trying to win with your words! If you don't give me an explanation by tomorrow, you'll be executed!"

Hua Qiang looked at the dark figure with icy eyes. "So you think I'm easy to bully?"

If you believe Deng Kai's death is related to me, then produce the evidence, otherwise don't blame me for being impolite!

Hahaha!

The dark figure looked up and let out a wild laugh.

"Boy, why would I, Deng Huasheng, need proof to do my thing!"

"I said you killed my son Deng Kai, so you killed him!"

If I say you are guilty, then you are guilty!

I said you deserve to die, and you fucking deserve it!

"My son is dead, and you are still alive—that is sin!"

"Boy, go to the Underworld and be my son's servant!"

The shadowy figure's aura suddenly surged, and then he flashed forward, rushing towards Hua Qiang, a gleaming Longsword appearing in his hand at some unknown time.

The Longsword stabbed at Hua Qiang at a tricky angle.

Hua Qiang shifted his feet, easily dodging the attack from the shadowy figure. At the same time, he lightly raised his right hand and struck the shadowy figure with a palm.

Since Hua Qiang entered the Martial Emperor Realm, he can control his aura at will and is able to conceal his true level.

Otherwise, how could Deng Huasheng, a mere Martial King Realm, dare to attack Hua Qiang?

He was scared to death!

An eighteen-year-old Martial Emperor Realm, who would dare to dream of such a thing?

Deng Huasheng quickly swung his sword to defend, and the sword collided with the palm wind, producing a loud bang.

Deng Huasheng was shocked and took a few steps back. He was secretly shocked. He did not expect that this young man would have such strength.

However, he did not consider the other party to be his match, as he was Martial King Realm, and at the peak of that realm.

With a flick of his Longsword, Heavy Sword appeared, enveloping Bi Hua Qiang.

Hua Qiang smirked slightly. This looked quite intimidating, but it had no effect on him.

He increased the force of his palm strike and met the dense barrage of sword shadows with another palm strike.

In the air, a giant palm appeared, enveloping all the sword shadows, and then slammed it down hard.

Another explosive sound rang out, and the sword shadow was shattered into nothingness by this palm strike.

The enormous hand showed no sign of stopping, continuing to slap at Deng Huasheng.

Ah--

Deng Huasheng let out a startled cry and dodged to the side, avoiding the palm strike.

The palm print missed its target, striking the ground with a dull thud and leaving a huge palm print on the ground.

Deng Huasheng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked at the young man in front of him with fear in his eyes.

Impossible, how could the other party be so powerful?

Despite being a peak Martial King, he had not fared well against him and was even at a disadvantage.

Normally, he might assess the situation and temporarily avoid confrontation.

But today he was blinded by anger.

Since receiving the phone call from Di Lei, he was told that his son's death was related to Hua Qiang, and that Hua Qiang might even have killed him.

He immediately flew into a rage and charged over without stopping.

If his precious son dies, then he must make Hua Qiang pay with his life, and he won't even spare his whole family.

He even had an evil thought.

His son died, so he has to have another one, right?

What about the tools for having a son?

He set his sights on Ye Bingxue.