Chapter 150: Chapter 150 Qian Hongwen_1
Ye Fei, seated at the heart of the Spirit Gathering Array, was the direct beneficiary of its largesse.
Vast amounts of Spiritual Power surged into his body, ceaselessly cleansing his bones and meridians.
Like a starving man glimpsing a pool of water, he voraciously absorbed the Spiritual Energy around him!
The Acquired Fifth Stage Peak... breakthrough!
The Acquired Sixth Stage...
Sixth Stage Peak... breakthrough!
The Acquired Seventh Stage...
It wasn’t until he reached the Acquired Seventh Stage Peak that Ye Fei slowly opened his eyes.
The infusion of Spiritual Energy made his entire body crystal clear, as if he were a celestial being aglow with radiance!
Inside him, his blood roared like a dragon, and his heart thumped powerfully like a giant iron pump.
With every movement, he felt filled with strength!
Ye Fei slowly raised his hand and threw a punch into the void.
Bang!
He struck fiercely, the speed so great that it caused a sonic boom, painfully stinging the eardrums of those behind him!
Ye Fei nodded in satisfaction.
With such strength, it was the essence of the Spiritual Energy from the Spirit Gathering Array that enabled him to possess the power surpassing that of the Acquired Seventh Stage.
He now had the confidence that even if facing an Acclaimed Eighth Stage, he could blow it away with one punch!
"Is it already the third day? Time really flies when cultivating."
Ye Fei shook his head, stood up, and got ready.
If nothing unexpected happened, today’s competition schedule should have been released.
After a brief tidy-up, Ye Fei walked out the door.
He had hardly taken a few steps when he spotted an old man and a young girl standing not far away.
The old man, reverent in demeanor, had likewise noticed his presence.
The girl walking behind him seemed sleepy, as if she hadn’t rested well.
"You are..."
Ye Fei approached and inquired.
Noticing Ye Fei’s approach, the old man extended his right hand:
"Hello young man, I am Qian Wenhong, a committee member of the Ancient Martial Arts Association."
The Ancient Martial Arts Association?
Upon hearing these words, Ye Fei suddenly felt displeased.
That Cui Xuan had colluded with Zhang Shunlong and the Ancient Martial Arts Association to plot against his life.
"Ye Fei."
Ignoring the hand offered to him, Ye Fei simply uttered two words indifferently.
Seeing his attitude, the old man frowned slightly.
Before he could react, an indignant voice could be heard.
"What is wrong with you? My grandpa has been standing here for a whole day and night, and this is the attitude you show?"
Ye Fei looked at her amusedly, "It’s not like I asked you to come here."
"You..."
Qian Miaoyu was at a loss for words; just as she was about to curse out loud, she caught a cold glance from her grandfather.
"What did I tell you? Be quiet!"
Qian Miaoyu clamped her mouth shut, her pretty eyes glaring hard at Ye Fei.
Qian Wenhong chuckled apologetically, saying:
"Please don’t take offense, my young sir, my granddaughter is just outspoken, spoiled by me over the years."
Ye Fei waved his hand dismissively, looking at him with curiosity.
"Do you need something?"
"Of course," Qian Wenhong said, his eyes lighting up and his demeanor even more humble.
"Old I surmise, young sir, that you must be living in this villa with your respected teacher, I have some matters regarding cultivation that I would like to discuss."
"Cultivation?"
Ye Fei activated his Starry Eyes, curiously examining the two.
The Acquired Eighth Stage Peak.
The glaring Qian Miaoyu was at the Innate Eighth Stage.
Considering her age was over twenty, her foundation couldn’t really be considered good.
As the path of cultivation becomes harder the further one goes, she will likely be trapped at the Acquired realm for the rest of her life.
"I don’t have a master, I live here alone."
Ye Fei spoke plainly, then glanced at the two, "I have other matters to attend to, so I’ll be leaving now."
"You!"
Qian Miaoyu, seeing Ye Fei turn to leave with no regard for her and her grandfather, was about to burst into harsh words.
Qian Wenhong waved his hand, gesturing for her to be silent.
Only after Ye Fei disappeared from their sight did he speak somberly:
"It seems that master might have been aware of our presence long ago, and the words of that gentleman just now must have been inspired by the master... Well, let us leave for now and hope to meet again when destiny allows."
Having said this, Qian Wenhong sighed, bowed respectfully towards the villa halfway up the hill, and took his granddaughter away from the place.
Ye Fei hailed a car on the roadside, and soon after they drove off, he received a call from Wang Jianglong.
"Are you already at the Qian Yuan competition?"
"What happened? Catch your breath before speaking," Ye Fei said coolly.
A deep breath came over the phone, followed by a voice full of panic: "Huh—big trouble!"
"I didn’t expect Shenyou Palace to be so shameless, to collude with the Ancient Martial Arts Association again, and they’ve sent a master to deal with you!"
After listening, Ye Fei was briefly startled, then chuckled:
"A master, how high can one be?"
"Very high!" Wang Jianglong’s voice was dead serious, "It’s the champion from the last Qian Yuan competition, the Shenyou Palace prodigy Disciple who defeated Cui Xuan!"
"It’s said that a while ago he reached the Acquired Sixth Stage Peak, a lot stronger than Cui Xuan!"
"It’s reported that he has mastered a certain technique proficiently, his methods are profound and unpredictable, and even some members of the Ancient Martial Arts Association may not be his match!"
"General Bu is already negotiating. If it really comes down to it, we should just concede..."
Wang Jianglong’s voice was a bit downcast over the phone; he didn’t want to see such a situation unfold.
Not only was Ye Fei a benefactor to the people of Qingyun State, but he also had great merit with the War Department!
He couldn’t just watch his lifesaver walk into certain death!
"No need, merely the Sixth Stage, a single punch will do to kill."
