114: Did they really beat the shit out of him?
Over a dozen people surged out from the main room door.
Each of them had a cold, hard expression, sharp eyes, and a heavy, concentrated aura.
They quickly spread out, faintly forming a semicircle, cutting off the retreat for Ye Chen and the others.
The leader was an old man.
He was around sixty years old, wearing a faded gray cloth jacket, thousand-layer sole cloth shoes, and leaning on a polished, shiny boxwood cane.
He was thin and gaunt, with deep wrinkles on his face, drooping eyelids, and a glimmer of sharp light in his eyes, like a dormant viper.
At this moment, his eyes were fixed straight on Bing Lan, and he made a strange "tsk-tsk" sound.
"An Extreme Yin Body..."
"A once-in-a-ten-thousand-year Extreme Yin Body..."
"Ice skin and jade bones, pure Yin essence, truly a spirited beauty!"
"I wonder which person in the sect will be lucky enough to become the target of that 'Yin Seizure' and enjoy this peerless treasure of the human world..."
Yin Seizure?
Ye Chen's pupils contracted suddenly!
This term reeked of evil!
Combined with the description of "human-shaped medicinal treasure" mentioned in the inheritance...
This Hidden Sect eyeing Bing Lan was likely not just coveting her constitution to assist their cultivation, but also harboring some cruel and sinister thoughts of plucking and replenishing!
A surge of anger rose from the bottom of Ye Chen's heart.
"Are you people from the Hidden Sect?"
The gray-clad old man heard this, withdrew his gaze from Bing Lan, and landed it on Ye Chen's face.
"Correct."
"I am Yin Huaizi, one of the deacons of the Hidden Sect's outer sect."
"And you..."
"Are you that Ye Chen who ruined our good deed?"
Ye Chen's expression remained unchanged, but his heart felt a chill.
A deacon of the Hidden Sect's outer sect?
Just one outer sect deacon, and the dozen or so people he brought had auras that were not weak at all, far more fierce and condensed than the likes of the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan or the Thirteen Death Zodiacs!
The foundation of this Hidden Sect was likely even deeper than he had anticipated...
Ye Chen narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "You talk too much. I'll beat the shit out of you in a moment."
Yin Huaizi was stunned, clearly not expecting this brat to be so arrogant.
He immediately threw his head back and laughed loudly.
"Brat, you are indeed arrogant enough!"
"But you don't really think that with your mere amateur skills, you can run rampant, do you?"
"Let me tell you, there is always someone better, and a sky above the sky..."
"I also have a sentence for you," Ye Chen interrupted impatiently.
Yin Huaizi stopped laughing: "What?"
Ye Chen said indifferently.
"Villains... die from talking too much."
Before the words had even faded, his figure suddenly exploded into action, like a bolt of lightning tearing through the air, heading straight for Yin Huaizi!
Fast!
Too fast!
Bing Lan and the Ye-Zhuang couple could only see an afterimage...
Yin Huaizi's pupils contracted sharply, and he shouted sternly: "Stop him!"
The dozen or so men around them sank their expressions and moved almost simultaneously, like a pack of wolves, swarming in from all directions to instantly seal off all of Ye Chen's paths of advance!
Ye Huasheng and Zhuang Yufen's expressions changed drastically.
But before they could speak, Ye Chen had already taken a mysterious step using the Tiangang Step, his figure passing through the gaps in their encirclement like a ghost!
He completely ignored the subordinates rushing at him and went straight for Yin Huaizi!
Two men stood in his way.
Ye Chen did not dodge or avoid, but took the opportunity to slam into them!
"Boom!"
Those two men were instantly sent flying as if hit by a train, crashing into the woodpile in the corner of the courtyard.
The whole scene: "???"
The third person swung a short blade in his hand, hacking towards Ye Chen's neck!
The result...
Ye Chen lowered his head, directly dodging the opponent's attack.
Then.
He grabbed the blade of the short knife with both hands and threw the man forward.
The short blade fell to the ground.
The man smashed into the main room, shattering an Eight Immortals table.
And Ye Chen continued to attack towards Yin Huaizi...
The whole scene: "???"
Ye Huasheng and Zhuang Yufen were stunned!
Since when did their son become so capable of fighting?
In the blink of an eye, he had taken down three people?
Yin Huaizi's expression finally changed!
This brat was even stronger than he had anticipated!
He dared not be careless, slamming his boxwood cane onto the ground, and a stream of cold air suddenly rippled out from the bottom of the cane, towards Ye Chen's feet!
"Petty tricks!"
Ye Chen sneered, quietly circulating his Layered Wave Strength within his body, lifting his right foot, and then stomping down heavily!
That cold aura was instantly scattered into pieces.
Ye Chen's momentum did not decrease; instead, using the force of that stomp, his figure accelerated again, slamming towards Yin Huaizi like a cannonball!
"Brat, you're courting death!"
Yin Huaizi shouted sternly, his gaunt body surprisingly agile, his boxwood cane striking like a viper emerging from its hole, rapidly aiming at the vital points on Ye Chen's chest.
The tip of the cane glimmered with a dark light, carrying a foul, rotting stench; clearly, it was coated with deadly poison!
Ye Chen did not dodge or avoid, spreading the five fingers of his right hand, a pale golden light flashing and vanishing in his palm, and he actually reached out to grab the tip of the cane directly!
"Bare-handed against my Heart-Rotting Cane? Arrogant!"
A trace of malice flashed in Yin Huaizi's eyes, the dark light on the cane flared up, and its speed increased by another thirty percent, swearing to cripple Ye Chen's hand in one blow!
However, just as the tip of the cane was about to touch Ye Chen's palm—
"Click!"
A soft sound.
Ye Chen's five fingers firmly gripped the tip of the cane!
The dark light, capable of corroding metal, touched the pale golden light in his palm and, like snow meeting boiling water, made a "sizzling" sound before rapidly dimming and dissipating!
"What?!"
Yin Huaizi was greatly shocked, instinctively wanting to pull back the cane and retreat, but felt as if the cane had been welded into the other person's hand, not moving an inch!
"Old thing, nice cane. Give it to me to play with."
Ye Chen grinned, his wrist suddenly exerting force, pulling it towards his chest!
Yin Huaizi only felt a great force coming from the cane, and his whole body was involuntarily dragged forward, stumbling.
He was terrified, decisively letting go of the cane, using the momentum to retreat rapidly, while his hands quickly formed seals in front of his chest, a colder and more sinister aura permeating from his gaunt body, chanting: "Yin Sha gather, Ghost Shadow..."
"Gather your mom's head!"
Ye Chen didn't give this old bastard a chance to unleash his ultimate move at all.
He snatched the cane without even looking at it, threw it behind him, and his figure, like a teleportation, closed in on Yin Huaizi again, his left fist slamming into the opponent's lower abdomen without any fancy tricks!
This punch was plain and unadorned, but it was so fast that it exceeded the limits of Yin Huaizi's reaction!
Before he could finish his hand seals, he felt his lower abdomen being hit hard as if by a battering ram!
"Bang!"
A muffled sound accompanied a short, sharp scream.
Yin Huaizi's gaunt body arched like a shrimp, his eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets.
He felt a scorching, violent force drill into his body like a drill bit, instantly disrupting the Yin Sha energy condensed in his energy center, and there was also a strange force rushing straight towards his back door...
"Pfft—splash!"
An embarrassing and disgusting sound, accompanied by a thick, pungent stench, suddenly erupted from Yin Huaizi's lower body.
A large patch of yellowish-brown stain quickly spread on the back of his gray cloth jacket, the stench filling the air, making people want to vomit.
Yin Huaizi froze, his old face first turning red, then pale, and finally a deathly gray.
He looked down in disbelief, then felt that wet, hot sensation behind him...
"Ugh!"
The few Hidden Sect subordinates standing nearby instinctively covered their mouths and noses, their faces turning green.
The moment the sound rang out, Ye Chen had already retreated several steps like lightning, covering his mouth and nose with his right hand, while his left hand disdainfully fanned the air in front of him.
"Look, what did I say?"
"I said I'd beat the shit out of you, and I beat the shit out of you."
"I am a person who always keeps his word."
The whole scene: "..."
Killing people and punishing their hearts...
Not only were those big men dumbfounded, but Bing Lan and the other two were also frozen on the spot...
"Ah—!!!"
After a brief silence, Yin Huaizi let out a shrill howl that didn't sound human.
The sound was full of shame and anger! Humiliation! Rage!
He, a dignified deacon of the Hidden Sect's outer sect, was actually beaten until he shit himself in front of everyone?!
"Ye Chen! You little beast! I will tear you into ten thousand pieces! Extract your soul and refine your spirit! Ah—!!!"
Yin Huaizi looked like a madman, completely ignoring the mess behind him, his palms turning pitch black and shiny, like ghost claws, fiercely grabbing towards Ye Chen's face!
"Offending the Hidden Sect! No one in heaven or on earth can save you!"
"You're dead! Everyone around you is going to die!!!"
Ye Chen's eyes suddenly turned cold, ignoring the opponent's offensive, and slapped him across the face.
"Slap!"
Yin Huaizi fell to the ground.
Before he could react.
Ye Chen had already stepped down, stomping on the back of Yin Huaizi's neck, pressing his entire face into the dirt of the courtyard!
"Urgh..."
Yin Huaizi struggled desperately with his limbs, wanting to lift his body, but couldn't move at all, instead getting his mouth and nose filled with dirt.
Ye Chen looked down at him and said coldly.
"Now, answer my question."
"Since you, the Hidden Sect, need Bing Lan's Extreme Yin Body..."
"Why did you let that piece of trash Zhao Yi marry her?"