Chapter 42: Bloodbath (First Update)

  Looking at Ye Ziming lying on the ground like a dead dog, Ye Chen couldn't help but rub his temples. This Ye Ziming's endurance was really too low.

  He caught sight of the bloodstain on Yewu Shuang's chest and involuntarily gave a silent compliment. Yewu Shuang was obviously intentionally not dodging, thereby giving Ye Ziming another crime to pin on him. A man has to be tough on himself in order to be tougher on others; this Yewu Shuang indeed suited Ye Chen's taste. He nodded slightly at Yewu Shuang and then walked towards the medicine hall.

  Yi Ye saw Yezi faint and fall to the ground, while Ye Chen was about to leave. He couldn't help but let out a low shout, and with a sudden leap, he pounced towards Ye Chen.

  Wave after wave of breaking wind sounds came, Ye Chen's figure slightly paused, revealing a cold smile, a small amount of true energy burst out, with his left foot as the pivot point, his body turned back, a sharp explosive sound mixed with terrifying energy emanated from Ye Chen's right foot, shooting towards Ye Yi's chest!

  "Bang!" The loud noise rang out, Ye Yi hadn't expected Ye Chen to react in time, his body fell backwards like a dead dog!

  Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Ye Yi's body landed right on top of Ye Ziming's. Originally, Ye Ziming's slightly thin body let out a creaking sound under the heavy pressure. His feet touched the ground, and Ye Chen's figure suddenly burst out, closely following behind Ye Yi. With his right arm bringing all his strength to bear, he fiercely punched Ye Yi's face, while also kicking Ye Ziming several times with his foot, almost simultaneously two miserable cries rang out.

  Every single kick of Ye Chen's used true energy, and a cracking sound of bones breaking was exceptionally loud amidst the miserable cries!

  A surge of true energy burst out of Ye Ziming's body, instantly repelling the leaf that was pressing down on him. Ye Ziming sprang up in a rage, and the bricks below him cracked open in an instant, centered around him. His handsome face twisted into a ferocious scowl, and the pain coursing through his body had already made him lose his usual calm demeanor.

  "Ye Chen, you're looking for death!" Ye Ziming's fists clenched tightly, and his body suddenly burst out, transforming into a residual shadow that shot towards Ye Chen. His fist was shrouded in a faint blue glow, and the surrounding air was clearly compressed, emitting a sharp whistling sound. The scattered aftermath crushed the gravel on the ground to dust.

  The sudden gust of fist wind made Ye Chen's face ache, with a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, his eyes tightly fixed on Ye Ziming.

  A burst of exclamations around them, a series of events came too suddenly, leaving them unable to react.

  Facing the increasingly close fist, Ye Chen slowly retreated backwards, a black shadow flashed past his side and jumped in front of Ye Chen.

  Bang!!!

  A metallic collision sound suddenly rang out, and the black shadow as well as Yezi both retreated several steps back.

  At the moment when Ye Ziming retreated, Ye Chen, who was originally sneering, accurately grasped the timing and suddenly burst out, his body sliding swiftly to follow closely behind Ye Ziming. Immediately after, a low shout erupted, and a terrifying explosive force, like an avalanche, shot out from his fist, irresistibly landing on Ye Ziming's chest.

  A surge of powerful energy suddenly flooded into Yezi Ming's chest, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of fresh blood. His body also flew backward, rolling on the ground like a dead dog for several rounds.

  Ye Chen jumped to Ye Ziming's side with a calm expression, slowly crouched down, and whispered in his ear: "How does it feel? It's time for you to pay back the debt of bullying me with Ye Tian. Should we calculate the interest?"

  His pale face suddenly changed greatly, Ye Ziming had just tried to mobilize the true yuan in his body, but found a wave of pain sweeping over.

  Ye Chen stretched out his right hand without hesitation or slowness, and the true energy of the wind attribute gathered into five sharp thorns, which fiercely stabbed into Ye Ziming's knee.

  "Crack! Crack!"

  A crisp cracking sound came from the kneecap of Ye Ming.

  He indifferently withdrew his right hand, and the blood-red liquid continued to drip down Ye Ming's knee, the sound of which was like a drop falling on everyone's heart.

  The slightly restless crowd suddenly fell silent, with gazes fixed on the bloodstains on the floor and Ye Chen's indifferent expression. Immediately, a series of gasps erupted as the inner disciples involuntarily took several steps back.

  Suddenly, Ye Ming's mournful cry echoed through the desolate and uninhabited world. The complexion of Ye Wannier, who was standing nearby, turned pale, and she involuntarily retreated several steps backward.

  Ye Chen's mouth was curved into a mocking cold smile, his eyes scanning Ye Ziming's face with a chilly gaze before turning away to look at the black figure. The black figure was revealed to be the same guard from earlier, who also had an incredulous expression on his face. Ye Chen shrugged indifferently and said calmly, "You saw it too, Ye Yi suddenly attacked me, then Ye Ziming pounced on me like a mad dog. I'm just defending myself, according to our clan rules, I am innocent!"

  Ye Wushuang glanced at Ye Chen's innocent expression, speechless for a moment, then chimed in: "Right, it was them who made the sudden move!"

  Ye Wushuang's words immediately received the support of hundreds of young men around him, and the sound of their cheers was like thunder. The situation completely turned in Ye Chen's favor.

  That guard also nodded helplessly and immediately bowed to Ye Chen, saying: "This matter is not your fault, it can only be blamed on those two themselves!"

  If there was a profound meaning, he glanced at Ye Wushuang, and immediately turned to look towards the medicine hall. Just now, Ye Chen clearly felt a strong aura sweeping past his body, presumably that was the strong martial artist of the Ye family. Ye Chen walked silently into the medicine hall, and in the moment he stepped inside, he paused for a moment, looking coldly at Ye Wanyan, then suddenly leaped into the medicine hall, gradually disappearing from everyone's line of sight.

  That glance happened to fall into Ye Wanyi's eyes, and her originally pale face turned even paler. From that glance, she saw a familiar coldness and mockery.

  It's as if mocking Ye Wanyi for wanting to avenge Ye Xing, that she should find someone better than the trash lying on the ground.

  Ye Wushuang looked at Ye Wanyan with a hint of helplessness, then walked over to Guardian Zhou and bowed his hands, saying: "In order to avoid Ye Ziming's excuses, we'll go to the Disciplinary Hall together!" He then beckoned to the crowd behind him, and several figures emerged, supporting Ye Ziming under Ye Wushuang's guidance.

  Shou Wei nodded slightly, and a group of people surged forward from Yaotang towards Jilütang!

  Ye Wannier stood frozen in place with a pale face, the mocking gazes from the surrounding crowd making her feel suffocated!

  Inside the medicine hall, Ye Chen walked with his hands behind his head and a pleased expression on his face along the corridor.

  Five steps lead to a high-rise building, ten steps to a pavilion; the long corridor winds like a ribbon, with a faint scent of medicine wafting through the entire corridor.

  Ye Chen slowly walked along the route in his memory towards the pharmacy's sales floor, but when he finally arrived, Ye Chen couldn't help but shake his head in frustration - he had actually gotten lost?