Chapter 711: Chapter 711: Putting Ye Xiu in His Place
A decree from Huang Quan was like an Imperial Edict; not even the gods and buddhas of the heavens dared to disobey! This was the lesson the entire human race had learned, an experience written in blood during ten terrifying years under Huang Quan’s rule.
Originally, many Martial Artists and greedy mercenaries had intended to head to Biluo Island to hunt for treasure before anyone else. After all, it was first come, first served. However, as soon as Gong Jin issued Huang Quan’s order, they all fell in line.
But there were always some who were unaware of just how sharp Huang Quan’s Butcher’s Knife was. For instance, recluses like Po Lang, who had secluded themselves from the world for over a decade, had never even heard the name Huang Quan. They completely ignored the decree, even looking down on it with disdain. So, over the next seven days, they began setting out for Biluo Island one after another, bringing their disciples with them. But as soon as their ships weighed anchor, Huang Quan would appear like a ghost and beat them senseless.
That finally made all the reclusive masters behave. They posted on the Martial Artist forums, "Who exactly is Huang Quan?" No one responded. The Martial Artists who knew of Huang Quan would rather see these reclusive masters die at his hands, as it would mean less competition for them.
Thus, An Dongye saw a business opportunity. Using Ye Xiu’s name, since her own reputation on the Martial Artist forums was already in ruins, she posted a pay-to-view thread. The post was titled: "A Detailed Introduction to Huang Quan," and the fee was one million gold.
Those reclusive masters were all quite poor. To pay the fee and learn about Huang Quan, they went and robbed some of the very same Martial Artists who were hoping they’d be killed by him. However, when they finally paid the fee and opened the post, they all gasped and cursed on the spot.
The content read: "Welcome, friend. Go on back, there’s nothing for you here."
The reclusive masters were enraged. They started asking around for who Ye Xiu was, looking ready to kill him.
"An Dongye, are you related to Yan Long by any chance? Yan Long makes enemies for Heaven Net, and you’re making them for me?" Ye Xiu only found out that An Dongye had screwed him over seven days later, just as he was preparing to leave for Biluo Island. He had been very busy those past seven days: refining pills with Alchemy, brainwashing the thirty ’old darlings’ with Chloe, and going down to the port to beat up those reclusive masters. He hadn’t paid any attention to the Martial Artist forums.
"I earned 300 million gold from this. I’ll give you half!" An Dongye boasted, though she was incredibly nervous.
Ye Xiu was too exasperated to even complain. He was completely helpless when it came to her. "Let’s go," he said. "We’re heading to the port."
The previous night, Chloe, Ye Liuyun, Tang Bo, and Dong Fangbai had already departed for Biluo Island with the thirty old darlings and the seventeen members of the Jiang Family whose memories had been altered. Only Ye Xiu and An Dongye remained.
When the two arrived at the port, they saw a huge red banner from a great distance. It read: "Beat Up Ye Xiu Alliance." Over a thousand people were gathered around it.
"An Dongye, you’re really something else," Ye Xiu said, the corner of his mouth twitching. "These reclusive masters have been loners, fighting their own battles for years, and you somehow managed to unite them."
An Dongye was panicking. "There are so many of them! We can’t beat them, what do we do?"
Ye Xiu wasn’t worried about being unable to win the fight; he was certain they could. The problem was that fighting so many masters would definitely expose his identity.
"Quick, look! Ye Xiu’s over there!"
Before Ye Xiu could think of a solution, he heard a loud shout.
Isn’t that Yan Long’s voice?
Ye Xiu looked toward the sound and saw the members of Heaven Net already aboard a ship. Yan Long was standing on the deck, smirking like a cat that had swallowed a canary.
That bastard!
"Ye Xiu, you little brat, stop right there!"
"Give me back my million gold!"
"If I don’t beat the shit out of you today, my name isn’t Oliver!"
Guided by Yan Long, the thousands of members of the "Beat Up Ye Xiu Alliance" charged toward them, looking as if they’d just seen their fathers’ murderer.
"Oh my god!"
Seeing this, Ye Xiu and An Dongye turned and fled. But after only a few steps, hundreds of people appeared in front of them, and hundreds more to their left and right. They were surrounded on all sides and stopped in their tracks.
An Dongye shouted, "I was the one who made the post, it has nothing to do with Ye Xiu! If you’re angry, take it out on me!"
She always protected Ye Xiu in the most dangerous moments. It was as if the very concept of loyalty was etched deep into her Soul. However, the furious members of the "Beat Up Ye Xiu Alliance" weren’t listening.
"Get him!" someone roared.
Instantly, thousands of people charged toward Ye Xiu, their faces twisted in ferocious snarls. Seeing this, An Dongye’s face went pale with fright. While her strength was considerable, she couldn’t possibly fight so many people, especially with several hundred Hidden World experts among them.
"I can tell you everything about Huang Quan!" Ye Xiu shouted calmly.
Instantly, the thousands of charging people skidded to a halt. The prospect of learning about Huang Quan was more appealing than beating up Ye Xiu, especially since some of them had already been thrashed by him.
"Come aboard with us. After our leader is done questioning you, we’ll beat you up," someone said.
"Alright, alright!"
Ye Xiu and An Dongye hurriedly followed them onto the ship. Yan Long, who had been preparing to watch the show, was incredibly disappointed to see that the "Beat Up Ye Xiu Alliance" wasn’t actually beating up Ye Xiu.
"Yan Long, you just wait," Ye Xiu said, glaring at him after boarding the ship.
"So what if I wait? You think you can beat me? When we get to Biluo Island, I’ll definitely find a chance to teach you a lesson, kid," Yan Long said, shaking his head smugly to deliberately provoke Ye Xiu.
Nearby, the Eight Great National Protector War Gods sighed to themselves. Ever since Yan Long met Ye Xiu, he seems to have unlocked a talent for getting beaten up.
Ye Xiu ignored Yan Long and examined the ship they were on. It was a standard ocean freighter, 349 meters long and 45.6 meters wide. There wasn’t a single container on the ship, which meant it could travel at its maximum speed of 28 knots, nearly 52 km/h. But Tamwood City was thousands of kilometers from Biluo Island.
Ye Xiu was speechless. Although the freighter’s cabins weren’t small, they couldn’t possibly accommodate several thousand people. Did that mean he, An Dongye, and this massive crowd were going to spend a long day and night together on this deck?
"Hurry up and tell us about Huang Quan. We still have to beat you up after you’re done," someone urged as the crowd of thousands pressed in around them.
The others were also impatient to beat up Ye Xiu, especially the 300 reclusive masters An Dongye had scammed.
"Speaking of Huang Quan, he could be called the greatest and most powerful person on Earth..." Ye Xiu began to boast with a perfectly straight face. Since no one here knew he was Huang Quan, he might as well lay it on thick. Besides, praising himself felt pretty good.
The members of the "Beat Up Ye Xiu Alliance" listened, dumbfounded. Only now did they finally understand why Martial Artists all over the world feared Huang Quan’s decree so much. The Huang Quan that Ye Xiu described was truly terrifying—not a man, but a god!
Originally, they had planned to let Ye Xiu finish quickly so they could get on with the beating. But Ye Xiu was a true master of embellishment. He talked from morning until noon, and when a torrential downpour began, he simply continued his eloquent speech. The members of the "Beat Up Ye Xiu Alliance" had no choice but to stand in the rain and keep listening.
"Wait a minute!" someone suddenly interrupted Ye Xiu, his voice filled with shock. "In such a heavy downpour, all several thousand of us are soaked to the bone. Why are your clothes still dry?"
An Dongye blinked, looked up, and said, "That’s strange. Does the rain have something against me? Why isn’t it falling on me?"
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