Chapter 181: Chapter 181: Departing Golden Fire_1
Long Xiuming fiercely suppressed Zhou Weisheng while paying attention to the shocking scene before him.
Despite decades of cultivation, he had never witnessed such a spectacle.
The golden flames pierced right through the seven-colored firmament.
At this moment, everyone was so stunned by the earlier scene of the flames refining the sky that no one dared to disrespect Ye Fei any longer.
Those who had just been cursing were now ashen-faced, their veins underneath the skin presenting a black hue that was extremely unnerving to behold.
With a casual gesture, Ye Fei made the sky full of flames disappear, drawing them into the glabella of his forehead.
A golden flame mark appeared on his glabella and quickly vanished again.
After colliding with the Seven-Colored Poisonous Miasma, the flames had actually undergone a transformation, turning into the rare and precious Departing Golden Fire.
With this Departing Golden Fire, Ye Fei could refine some higher-grade elixirs, and it also served as a formidable weapon.
Ye Fei’s face lit up with joy; with this, he had gained another card up his sleeve.
Raising his head and seeing Zhou Weisheng being severely suppressed by Long Xiuming, Ye Fei yelled out loud,
"Sect Master Long, allow me to test Zhou Weisheng!"
Hearing Ye Fei calling him, Long Xiuming visibly flinched.
Seizing this opportunity, Zhou Weisheng managed to break free from his suppression and charged toward Ye Fei at high speed!
"Kid, today I shall perish together with you!"
Zhou Weisheng laughed wildly as if he had already seen the scene of Ye Fei being smashed to pieces by his palm.
Suddenly, a palm-sized golden flame shot out from the glabella of Ye Fei’s forehead. Zhou Weisheng sneered disdainfully and swung his right hand fiercely.
"Ah!"
Suddenly, Zhou Weisheng let out a scream as his entire right arm, touched by the flame, was incinerated instantly to the flesh, soon revealing white bone, and the burning continued to spread upward!
Zhou Weisheng’s screams were incessant, but he reacted quickly, severing his right arm at the root with his left palm acting as a blade.
"Not quick enough? Let me help you," said an extremely indifferent voice. Zhou Weisheng was taken aback and suddenly felt a chill on his neck as the world before him began to spin.
"Ye Fei..."
Before his consciousness faded, Zhou Weisheng shockingly saw his own body.
A gash as big as a bowl on his neck was gushing blood like a fountain.
"How is this possible... I am the..."
"Master of the Shenyou Palace..."
Zhou Weisheng’s face twisted in ferocity, but the next second, he lost consciousness and all signs of life were gone.
"This flame!"
Long Xiuming’s pupils dilated in shock; he knew many fire-control spells, but this was his first encounter with such tenacious flames.
"What kind of fire is this? Touch it and die, nothing it can’t burn; could it be the legendary divine fire?"
Even more incredible was that the flames emitted a faint golden luster, something he had never seen before.
At this moment, Wan Rong, known as Wan Ye, was leaning against a corner of the wall, his face bearing a bitter smile.
How majestic and unrestrained he once was in the business world, where no one could stand in his way.
Now, however, he didn’t even have the strength to lift a finger, relying only on his will to show a grim smile to Ye Fei, who was looking at him.
"I...I never expected to end up like this."
"To see Master Ye’s extraordinary skills before dying is something I can boast about even in the underworld."
"You’re not dead yet, rest assured," said Ye Fei.
Ye Fei quickly stepped forward, took out two spiritual energy pills, and stuffed them into Wan Rong’s mouth.
Upon entering his mouth, Wan Rong’s eyes widened.
The spiritual energy pills melted instantly, spreading from the mouth in several warm streams that nourished his entire body.
Suddenly, Wan Rong’s body shook violently, and snaps and crackles resounded through him as he spat out a mouthful of black blood.
"Pfft!"
Looking at the black blood on the floor, which seemed to be mixed with a few strands of seven colors.
"Hiss—"
Wan Rong gasped in shock, sat up straight in disbelief, and stared at his hands, which had returned to normal, exclaiming,
"Wasn’t I about to die? This..."
"As I said, you won’t die," Ye Fei stated flatly.
The spiritual energy pill contained an extremely rich supply of spiritual energy. Although it didn’t possess the miraculous effects of bone cleansing and marrow washing, after being refined by the Spirit Gathering Array, it was very close to the immortal elixirs, capable of improving physical constitution and expelling foreign elements.
Moreover, expelling poison was a minor affair; these two spiritual energy pills were enough to enhance Wan Rong’s physique, allowing him to live a hundred years without issues.
If he was willing, it wouldn’t be very hard for him to step into the ancient martial arts circles.
However, given his age, his potential was bound to be limited.
"General Bu," said Ye Fei as he turned and looked at Bu Hongwei, who was behind Long Xiuming.
The latter was startled for a moment but quickly came over.
"Mr. Ye."
Ye Fei nodded and casually said,
"The items I gave you earlier, you can take them out now."
As he spoke, Ye Fei simultaneously pulled out a few vials and handed them to him, "Give each person two—it should be enough to save a life."
"As for the price..." Ye Fei thought for a while and then said offhand, "Those with money will pay, and those without will trade with cultivation techniques."
"Yes," Bu Hongwei nodded eagerly, agreeing to the terms.
"Mr. Ye," said Long Xiuming with a smile, walking over now that the crisis was resolved, an air of admiration about him, "Mr. Ye’s skills are mystical and mesmerizing. Those two fiery tornadoes earlier left me dumbfounded and humbled."
Ye Fei waved his hand, smiling, "Sect Master Long is too kind."
"Hah!" chuckled Long Xiuming, feigning nonchalance, "With Mr. Ye’s abilities, Shenyou Palace would embarrass themselves to invite you as an elder. It’s utterly laughable."
"Never would I have imagined Zhou Weisheng to be so malicious, intending to trap and kill hundreds of us here. After I return to the sect and convene with the elders, we must demand an explanation from Shenyou Palace."
As Long Xiuming spoke, a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, causing the faces around him to pale.
It seemed that Sect Master Long was ready for a massacre.
Shenyou Palace was doomed!
