Xu Changsheng stood quietly behind Ye Ling, feeling a little uneasy.
He hadn't expected Ye Ling to be so decisive and ruthless!
He hadn't even seen the faces of those experts from the Hongchen Pavilion clearly before Ye Ling had reduced them all to ashes...
Ye Ling didn't seem to care much about this and said to Xu Changsheng, "Don't just stand there. Yang Shan won't be back for who knows how long. Standing is tiring, come and sit down."
Xu Changsheng quickly replied, "I, I won't... standing is fine."
Seeing Xu Changsheng like this, Ye Ling just shook his head and smiled, not forcing him.
After all, Xu Changsheng had grown up in an environment where seniority and hierarchy were strictly observed. For him to sit down now would be harder than climbing to heaven.
After a brief exchange with Xu Changsheng, Ye Ling stopped talking, and the room became exceptionally quiet.
After an unknown amount of time, hurried footsteps could be heard from the corridor. Xu Changsheng's head shot towards the door, his spiritual power circulating rapidly, and the Xuanyuan Sword was half-formed.
"Don't worry, put your sword away." Ye Ling opened his eyes and said calmly to Xu Changsheng, suppressing his aura completely.
Xu Changsheng quickly withdrew his presence and said in a low voice, "Yes..."
Just then, a middle-aged man with a beaming smile walked in from the corridor, laughing loudly, "I'm truly sorry, something came up unexpectedly, I went to..."
As Yang Shan entered, he froze upon seeing Ye Ling and Xu Changsheng in the room.
The guards behind him, carrying boxes, immediately sensed the wrong atmosphere. They dropped their boxes, drew their weapons, and blocked Yang Shan, guarding fiercely against Ye Ling and Xu Changsheng.
Yang Shan's smile gradually vanished. He pushed aside the guards in front of him, glanced at Ye Ling and Xu Changsheng, and said, "May I ask why two friends from the Shu Mountain sect have suddenly visited my Yun Palace?"
Ye Ling and Xu Changsheng were both wearing the clothes of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect. Yang Shan, as the deputy leader of the Yun Palace's Xichuan branch, should at least recognize the transcendent sects within Xichuan.
Ye Ling smiled lightly and said, "It's nothing major. I lost a bracelet a few years ago, and after much inquiry, it seems to have fallen into your hands."
"I've come this time to ask for that item back."
"A bracelet?"
Upon hearing Ye Ling's words, Yang Shan's pupils contracted sharply. He instantly realized what Ye Ling was referring to. Without a word, he retreated behind his guards and shouted, "Attack! Don't let these two leave alive!"
He hadn't told anyone about the bracelet!
He had invited the people from Hongchen Pavilion this time to gauge their intentions and get an estimate for the bracelet!
Yang Shan knew the value of what he possessed. He had intended to make a huge profit, but he hadn't expected things to spread so quickly, with even Shu Mountain showing up!
However, why would people from the Shu Mountain Sword Sect get involved?
A hint of doubt flashed through Yang Shan's mind. Although he didn't know why the Shu Mountain sect was interested in the bracelet, for him, the fewer people who knew, the better!
Ye Ling and Xu Changsheng must die!
Upon hearing Yang Shan's command, his guards unhesitatingly charged towards Ye Ling and Xu Changsheng, attempting to kill them!
Seeing this, Xu Changsheng was about to summon the Xuanyuan Sword to slay the charging guards when he realized that Ye Ling had already appeared behind them.
*Chii!*
Blood splattered from all the guards, and they fell to the ground, staining the entire VIP room red.
"You!"
Yang Shan's expression changed drastically as Ye Ling suddenly appeared before him. He quickly retreated, intending to press the alarm button on the wall, but his hand was stomped on by Ye Ling!
*Bang!*
A dent appeared in the metal wall, and Yang Shan's hand was crushed!
"Ahhhhhh!"
Yang Shan let out a piercing scream, his eyes bloodshot. He glared at Ye Ling and said, "Who exactly are you?"
As the deputy leader of the Yun Palace's Xichuan branch, he was at least a seventh-grade expert, but now he was completely suppressed by Ye Ling, with no ability to resist...
When did such an old monster appear in the Shu Mountain Sword Sect?
And he dared to be so presumptuous in his Yun Palace branch?
Ye Ling looked at Yang Shan and smiled lightly, "Didn't I tell you? The bracelet you have is something I lost."
"You..."
Yang Shan was sweating profusely from the pain. He gritted his teeth, staring intently at Ye Ling, his expression extremely contorted.
"Let's go inside and talk. You're making such a racket out here, disturbing others, which makes things difficult for me." Ye Ling lifted his foot, restrained Yang Shan with spiritual energy, and tossed him into the VIP room, closing the door behind him.
Xu Changsheng looked at the corpses on the ground and Yang Shan writhing in pain, his mouth twitching. He really didn't know how to describe his current feelings.
From the moment Yang Shan entered until this scene of corpses, it had been less than a minute.
He could never learn Ye Ling's decisive and ruthless methods.
Xu Changsheng even felt fortunate that Ye Ling had spared his life back in the Snow Hidden Valley.
Otherwise, he would probably be reincarnated in the underworld by now.
Yang Shan realized he might have provoked a reclusive powerhouse, but he wasn't too afraid. He struggled to get up from the ground, suppressed his fear, and stared at Ye Ling, saying, "I don't know who you are, but don't forget, this is Yun Palace. If you kill me here, you won't be able to leave."
"Moreover, do you want Shu Mountain to go to war with Yun Palace?"
Ye Ling smiled at the pale-faced Yang Shan, completely unfazed by his threat.
He didn't even take Yun Palace seriously, so why would he care about a mere deputy leader of a branch?
Ye Ling shook his head, "It seems the lesson I just gave you hasn't sobered you up yet."
Demonic energy emanated from his fingertips, coiling around Yang Shan.
Yang Shan instantly felt an extremely cold aura invading his skin, and infinite fear surged into his eyes.
"Wh-what is this?"
Yang Shan panicked, his voice trembling, his expression gradually becoming distorted.
Ye Ling chuckled, "Just giving you a massage."
As Ye Ling's words fell, the demonic energy that had invaded Yang Shan's skin suddenly erupted, blocking all the meridians in his body!
Pain that penetrated to the bone instantly filled Yang Shan's entire body, continuously stimulating his soul.
"Ahhhhhh!"
Yang Shan let out another pig-like scream, writhing on the ground in extreme agony.
Seeing Yang Shan's miserable state, Xu Changsheng's mouth twitched, and a hint of pity flashed in his eyes.
Just by hearing the screams, Xu Changsheng could imagine how much pain Yang Shan was in!
After a while, when Yang Shan's voice became too hoarse to cry out, Ye Ling withdrew his demonic energy and slowly walked in front of Yang Shan, slowly squatting down.
Ye Ling smiled and asked Yang Shan, "Now, can you return the bracelet I lost?"
In Yang Shan's eyes, Ye Ling's smile was nothing short of a devil's grin!