"Beast! I'll slaughter you!!"
Wang Luhe had already lost his son, and Ye Li's every word stabbed straight into his heart, driving him into an instant rage.
As the string of reason in his mind snapped, a furious roar exploded through the small courtyard.
His eyes turned blood-red, and he no longer held back even a fraction of his Post-Heaven Realm true qi as it surged and roared through his meridians!
His right palm shot up, fingers spread wide, while a gray-black vortex of deathly stillness that warped the air faintly gathered in his palm!
At this moment, he had only one thought: blast Ye Li's body before him into powder, to sacrifice it to the spirit of his dead son in heaven!
Ye Li felt a suffocating, lethal pressure the instant his opponent raised his palm.
Yet he neither dodged nor retreated. His legs stood rooted like an ancient tree as he watched that terrifying palm strike, carrying the force to crush everything, tear through the air like mountains collapsing and seas overturning toward the crown of his head!
How could someone merely at the initial stage of body tempering withstand a Post-Heaven Realm expert?
So Ye Li decided to call for backup. "Gang Leader, save—!"
Before he could even utter the final syllable!
A figure arrived faster than his cry for help.
In the blink of an eye, as though teleporting, a burly figure like a mountain stood firmly between the two of them, steady as a boulder.
Facing a palm strike powerful enough to shatter an iron pillar, the man cast an indifferent glance at Wang Luhe, who looked like a crazed demon, then casually raised his right hand and clamped down on the other man's wrist like an iron pincer.
Crack!!
Accompanied by a teeth-gritting sound of bones grinding and squeezing, Wang Luhe's full-powered palm strike vanished like a clay ox sinking into the sea, forcibly stopped beyond all resistance.
Half-Step Xiantian Realm, body transcending the mysterious!
With only flesh, tendons, and bones tempered a thousand times over, long since surpassing gold and iron, he could block the furious true-qi-infused strike of a mid-stage Post-Heaven Realm Elder!
Wang Luhe's entire body jolted violently, his forward momentum nailed to the spot.
Yang Shichang also flashed forward and arrived nearby, but he was ultimately a step too late.
Seeing that Zheng Tong had already restrained Wang Luhe, he immediately steadied himself and waited quietly for what would follow.
"Whoosh—"
After a brief dead silence, the ordinary gang members maintaining order at the scene all dropped to their knees in unison!
The Elders and core disciples respectfully cupped their hands. "Greetings, Gang Leader!"
Seeing the state of everyone present, Zheng Tong slightly lifted his chin, released the wrist he had clamped, and said with a dark expression, "Elder Wang, what is the meaning of this? Why did you attack a disciple of the gang without cause?"
"It's not like that, Gang Leader!" Wang Luhe's voice trembled with tears as he desperately defended himself.
"It was... it was Ye Li! He mutilated his fellow disciples with vicious methods! He killed my son Chuanxi, seriously wounded the other core disciples, and even... even publicly insulted an Elder, showing no regard for hierarchy or decorum! His crimes deserve execution! This subordinate... this subordinate was merely overcome with anger and, in a moment of carelessness, wished to capture him and hold him accountable!"
Wang Luhe still wanted to divert the disaster eastward and point the spearhead at Ye Li, but he was sharply interrupted.
"Master, this Elder Wang cannot distinguish black from white. He is jealous of my excessive talent and fears that I will threaten his son's and disciples' positions, so he tacitly allowed them..."
Hearing Ye Li interrupt, Wang Luhe had just been about to berate him when his mind suddenly went blank!
What was this guy saying?
Master???
He had called the Gang Leader... Master???
The surrounding Azure Dragon Gang disciples and Elders fell into the same stupor.
"Ye Li called the Gang Leader Master. Does that mean Ye Li is the Gang Leader's... disciple?"
"When did the Gang Leader take in a disciple?"
With five parts shock, three parts confusion, and two parts disbelief, everyone's eyes focused on Zheng Tong in unison before snapping toward Ye Li, whose face was full of grievance!
What was going on? They had not even been informed about such a huge matter!!!
The most terrified of all was Wang Luhe. He stared blankly at Ye Li, his face pale with an expression that said, Damn it, why didn't you say so earlier?!
"You should have said you were the Gang Leader's disciple! Why didn't you say so earlier!"
If I'd known you were, what else would there have been to say? So what if a son died? I'd have given him to you!
Meanwhile, Ye Li, like some arrogant villainous young master throwing his weight around, continued to complain.
"Master! Please judge this fairly! Wang Luhe, as the enforcement Elder, is so biased and protective, acting unfairly! He indulged his son in colluding with fellow disciples to secretly harm a newly risen genius!"
"After the matter came to light, not only did he refuse to reflect on his own faults, he even vented his anger and sought revenge! Is this not naked jealousy?! With conduct like this, how is he still an Elder of the Azure Dragon Gang? He looks more like an undercover agent from the Poison Wolf Gang."
Zheng Tong's gaze swept over Ye Li. He did not question the title Ye Li had settled upon in advance, instead looking coldly at Wang Luhe. "Is that how it happened?"
Wang Luhe had nothing left to say. Seeing that Zheng Tong did not deny their relationship, he knew full well that the tide had turned against him. With a thud, he fell to his knees, tears streaming down his aged face.
"Reporting to the Gang Leader, this old man knew nothing of the matter. It was all the work of my unfilial son and foolish disciples. This old man failed in teaching his son. I beg the Gang Leader to investigate clearly!"
Zheng Tong coldly looked at Wang Luhe prostrating himself on the ground. Attempting to forcibly kill a disciple of the gang stirred up some unpleasant memories.
Several years ago, during the gang conflict with the Poison Wolf Gang, it had been because his disciple's talent was too high that the Poison Wolf Gang sent people to assassinate him.
What was happening now had landed squarely on his reverse scale, causing his brows to knot sharply.
His icy gaze swept over the core disciples lying on the ground as he asked in a deep voice, "Where is Lu Xiuyuan?"
The next moment, amid screams, Yang Shichang threw Lu Xiuyuan, who had tried to sneak away after seeing the situation turn bad, back into the courtyard.
Seeing Lu Xiuyuan, Ye Li's brows furrowed sharply. This guy had actually dared to come back?
He had only heard that murderers returned to the scene after committing a crime because of psychological satisfaction and a sense of accomplishment.
But he had never heard of some turtle-man victim returning to the scene to savor it again.
What kind of thought process was that?
The moment he was thrown back, Lu Xiuyuan was so frightened that he dropped to his knees and repeatedly kowtowed.
"Gang Leader, spare me... Gang Leader, spare me... It was all Qian Luoxin who bewitched several of us. I was muddleheaded for a moment and fell for his trick."
"It's over..." In the corner, Qian Luoxin clutched his bleeding throat, which had been sealed by a blade. Desolation and despair filled his eyes. This time, it was truly over.
What had originally been a sure-win, smooth-sailing match—seven against one—how had it ended up like this?!
Zheng Tong looked coldly at the people present and stated concisely, "All core disciples involved in this, for killing fellow disciples...!"
"Kill!" Zheng Tong spat out the command coldly!
No one present had expected such an outcome.
Lu Xiuyuan possessed a rare blue trait, something that had never appeared among the younger generation.
To execute several core disciples in a row...
Killing them like this was simply a reckless waste of heaven's gifts!
But faced with the Gang Leader's command, no one dared object!
"As for you!" Zheng Tong looked coldly at Wang Luhe. "You failed to teach your son and accomplished nothing in taking disciples, resulting in fellow disciples slaughtering one another. Receive Three Blades Six Holes yourself, then enter the gang's water prison for half a year!"
Ye Li quietly stepped forward and secretly offered a suggestion from the side.
"Master, half a year is really too little. He even intended to assassinate your disciple. Why not add another half year?"
Half a year was too short. It would be safer to lock him up for a few more days.
By the time Wang Luhe came out a year later, he should have reached the Post-Heaven Realm as well. He would not need to fear this old bastard then, so he was not afraid of offending him a little more now.
Casting Ye Li a dim look, Wang Luhe accepted the punishment before Zheng Tong could even speak.
"This old man has nothing more to say. I am willing to remain confined for one year!"
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