Lord Long sensed that Ye Feng was not simple. His late-stage Houtian realm cultivation couldn't discern Ye Feng's depth, so he lacked the confidence to defeat him.
Furthermore, One-Eyed was already dead. Even if he killed Ye Feng, it would be of no use.
Since Ye Feng could kill One-Eyed, it meant he was far more powerful than One-Eyed, and he was also younger, clearly possessing greater potential.
If he could recruit Ye Feng, it would be a massive gain. Thus, he extended the olive branch without hesitation.
As for Qin Hao offering ten million for them to kill Ye Feng, it was not important at all. They could simply return the money.
However, Lord Long's clever plan did not work on Ye Feng. Ye Feng chuckled and asked, "Heh, join me?"
Lord Long nodded, "That's right! Your skills are wasted if not utilized properly. Name your conditions, how about it?"
Ye Feng smiled upon hearing this. After a moment, he spoke, "Heh! You think you're worthy of me joining you?"
"What!"
Lord Long was stunned by Ye Feng's words. Even with his good temper, he couldn't tolerate it any longer.
He stared at Ye Feng and said coldly, "Kid, since you don't know what's good for you! Don't blame me for being ruthless! Spirit Skill, Storm Fist!"
As he spoke, he charged out like a cannonball, swinging his massive fists furiously at Ye Feng.
In an instant, Ye Feng saw countless fist shadows from Lord Long, his movements terrifyingly fast.
Ye Feng dodged and blocked continuously, but Lord Long's immense power forced him to retreat repeatedly, his arms going numb.
The surrounding Black Dragon Gang subordinates cheered loudly upon seeing this.
"Good! Lord Long is mighty!"
"Lord Long, kill him! Let him know the might of our Black Dragon Gang!"
"Lord Long, forever our god! Beat this ignorant fellow to death..."
Lord Long's attacks were fierce and powerful, with broad, sweeping movements. Ye Feng found it difficult to cope for a moment and was forced into a corner.
Finally, with nowhere left to retreat, he had no choice but to activate his Sea God power, infusing it into his fist, and repelling Lord Long several meters with a single blow.
"How is this possible? How did your strength suddenly increase so much?" Lord Long exclaimed in shock after being repelled by Ye Feng's punch.
Ye Feng shook his numb arms and said indifferently, "That's because I wasn't serious earlier! I was just playing with you!"
"What? Not serious?" Lord Long was dumbfounded.
Indeed, Ye Feng had only relied on his physical strength and reflexes to block and dodge Lord Long's attacks before, without using his Sea God power, which was why he was suppressed.
But Lord Long's face darkened, and he snorted coldly, "Hmph, whether you were serious or not, the outcome is the same: death! Spirit Skill, Wind Speed Fist!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lord Long charged forward with astonishing speed, so fast that no one could react, instantly appearing behind Ye Feng.
"Huh? Such speed!"
Ye Feng was also surprised by this sudden move.
"Heh heh, kid! Are you surprised? Can't react? Are you despairing?" Lord Long chuckled triumphantly, seeing Ye Feng's stunned expression.
However, Ye Feng glanced at him as if he were an idiot and said, "Idiot! Seven Star Steps!"
As he spoke, Ye Feng's figure suddenly trailed a series of afterimages, moving more than three meters sideways, causing Lord Long's punch to miss.
"What? How is this possible?" Lord Long was completely stunned, as if he had seen a ghost.
"Spirit Skill, Surging Wave Palm!"
Before Lord Long could react, Ye Feng's figure had already returned, unleashing a palm strike.
Instantly, three palm imprints materialized out of thin air, hurtling towards Lord Long.
Upon seeing the three palm imprints condensing in the air, Lord Long's face turned fearful. He quickly crossed his arms in front of his chest to block!
Bang bang bang! Crack!
With three resounding thuds, Lord Long cried out in pain and was sent flying backward.
As the third palm imprint struck his arm, the sound of bone breaking could be heard.
Finally, Lord Long's body crashed to the ground, skidding backward for more than ten meters before hitting the wall of the abandoned factory and stopping.
At this point, everyone saw that Lord Long's arm was fractured, his flesh and blood mangled, and blood was gushing out.
"Cough, cough, Ling... Lingli waifang, you're actually a Xiantian realm expert?" Lord Long looked at Ye Feng, spitting blood, and said fearfully.
Ye Feng heard this and looked puzzled, muttering to himself, "What Xiantian realm expert?"
According to the cultivation method's introduction, Ye Feng knew that the realms of cultivators were divided into Houtian, Xiantian, and Grandmaster... Each realm was further divided into early, middle, late, peak, and perfect!
However, he had no idea what his current realm was, as his situation was completely different from the realms of cultivators.
But since the other party thought so, Ye Feng decided to let him continue thinking that way and nodded, "That's right!"
Upon hearing Ye Feng's answer, Lord Long was stunned for a moment, and then the next second, he did something astonishing.
He immediately got up, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed repeatedly, shouting, "Lord of the Xiantian realm, I apologize! It was my fault for not recognizing your greatness and offending you! Please be magnanimous and spare my life!"
"Uh... what, what the heck is going on? Is the Xiantian realm this terrifying? It actually scared Lord Long of the Black Dragon Gang into kneeling and begging for mercy on the spot?" Ye Feng was a bit bewildered.
Not only Ye Feng, but all the subordinates of the Black Dragon Gang were also dumbfounded.
Their seemingly supreme Lord Long had been defeated, and not only defeated, but he was now kneeling and begging for mercy? This was simply like a dream.
Seeing the shocked expressions of the surrounding subordinates, Lord Long quickly shouted, "What are you all still standing there for? Seeing the Xiantian adult, why aren't you kowtowing!"
Upon hearing this, they were all stunned. However, after reacting, they immediately knelt down.
It was a joke. If their boss had knelt, how could they dare to stand!
Seeing a group of people kneeling and begging for mercy, Ye Feng felt speechless. After a while, he stepped forward and asked, "Weren't you going to kill me?"
"Oh no, we dare not, we dare not! We'll never dare again!" Lord Long quickly shook his head, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.
"Right, didn't you want me to join you?" Ye Feng asked again.
Lord Long now wanted to slap himself. The other party was in the Xiantian realm, and he was in the Houtian realm. He had asked someone to join him without understanding the situation.
"No need, no need, it's I who am unworthy, I who am unworthy!" Lord Long trembled like a pug, saying fearfully.
"Hmph! If that's the case, then scram! Don't let me see you again! Also, don't spread word of my affairs, or you know the consequences!" Ye Feng said coldly to Lord Long.
Lord Long nodded vigorously, "Yes, yes, yes! We, we absolutely won't say anything!"
"That's good!"
After speaking, Ye Feng ignored them, walked to the side, got into his Raptor, and left.
When he arrived at the agreed-upon restaurant in the city center, as soon as he got out of the car, he saw a very beautiful woman anxiously waiting at the restaurant entrance for something...