337: Chapter 337 He's at the peak of the Celestial Master realm? Do you believe it?

"W-what did you say? You want our young master-in-law to roll over here and see you?"

Chen De was completely dumbfounded.

"Ye Chen! Do you even know what you're saying?"

"Our young master-in-law is the son-in-law of the Chen Family of Kunlun! He is the young master of the Sima Family!"

"You killed eight Earth Realm elites of my Chen Family today; disaster is already imminent!"

"And now you dare to speak such arrogant words, telling our young master-in-law to roll over here?"

"You... you are making an enemy of the entire Chen Family of Kunlun!!!"

He became more agitated as he spoke, practically roaring by the end.

It was too shocking!

This kid's audacity was truly great enough to cover the heavens!

Ye Chen had his hands in his pockets, his face calm.

"Making an enemy of the Chen Family of Kunlun?"

"Then why don't you see if I dare to be your enemy? For example..."

"What if I kill you right now?"

The expression on Chen De's face instantly froze.

He looked into Ye Chen's calm eyes, and the anger that had just flared up in his heart was extinguished completely, as if a basin of ice water had been poured over his head.

He had no doubt.

This young man truly dared to kill him.

Moreover, killing him would be easier than crushing an ant.

The eight sets of white bones on the ground were the best proof.

Chen De's legs went weak, and he subconsciously took two steps back until his back hit the hood of a car, leaving him with nowhere to retreat.

"Y-you... just you wait!"

"I... I'll go back and report to the young master-in-law!"

"He will make you regret this! He will definitely make you regret this!"

He spoke while stumbling backward, terrified that Ye Chen would change his mind and kill him as well.

Retreating to an off-road vehicle, he frantically pulled open the door and scrambled into the driver's seat.

The engine roared, and the vehicle lunged out of the parking lot like a startled wild horse, disappearing at the end of the road in the blink of an eye.

...

The parking lot fell silent once again.

Ye Chen withdrew his gaze and spoke flatly.

"Let's go."

"Back to Wangjiang Tower."

Jin Meiting nodded and followed by his side.

Miao Renfeng kept his hands down and followed honestly behind.

The three had only walked a few steps.

From behind a nearby SUV, a shiny bald head slowly peeked out.

The monk pressed his palms together, his face covered in smiles as he called out to Ye Chen, "Amitabha! Patron is mighty! Patron is domineering! Patron has truly opened this poor monk's eyes..."

Before he could finish his sentence.

Ye Chen paused, turned his head, and fixed his gaze on the monk's face. "Do you also want to become a bone spirit?"

The words the monk was about to say took a sharp turn.

He coughed dryly a few times, pressed his palms together, and looked up at the sky.

*Cough, cough, cough!*

"Amitabha, this poor monk saw nothing, knows nothing..."

"This poor monk is just passing by, just passing by!"

As he spoke, his feet seemed to be greased as he retreated bit by bit.

Once he reached the side of the SUV, he hid behind it.

His movements were swift and fluid; how did he look like a middle-aged man in his fifties?

"You, handle the bodies."

Ye Chen dropped those words, withdrew his gaze, and couldn't be bothered to pay him any more attention.

Immediately after.

The three got into the car, and the vehicle slowly drove out of the parking lot.

The shiny bald head peeked out from behind the SUV again, watching the retreating taillights while pressing his palms together and muttering to himself.

"Amitabha..."

"This patron is indeed a person of destiny."

"We shall meet again very soon."

...

Deep in the mountains of Western Hunan, there was a hidden private courtyard.

Moonlight like water spilled over the green tiled roof.

A young man of about twenty-seven or twenty-eight sat cross-legged in the center of the roof ridge, eyes closed as he rested his spirit.

He had a handsome face, but there was a gloominess between his brows that was inconsistent with his age.

The night breeze brushed past, his sleeves fluttering slightly; his entire being seemed to merge with the mountain night.

He was the young master of the Sima Family, Sima Ling.

He had cultivated in the Kunlun Ruins for three years and was now at the early stage of the Heaven Realm.

This level of talent was enough to look down on all peers anywhere.

But at this moment, his brow was slightly furrowed.

"That Ye Chen..."

He muttered to himself, opening his eyes and casting his gaze toward the distant mountains. "The Chief Instructor personally invited by Xuanyuan Huo?"

Years ago.

He was also a member of the Hidden Dragon Pavilion, but because he lost during the selection for the instructor position,

He resolutely left the Dragon Group and joined the Chen Family of Kunlun as a son-in-law.

That Chen Family was like a behemoth; he obtained many resources and leaped to his current level in one go.

Now.

His father told him there was a man named Ye Chen who was giving the Sima Family no peace.

Furthermore, this person was the Chief Instructor of the Hidden Dragon Pavilion personally appointed by Xuanyuan Huo.

What made him most upset was that the man's age was actually much younger than his own...

So he came.

He wanted to meet this so-called Chief Instructor of the Hidden Dragon Pavilion!

Just then.

The sound of footsteps came from outside the courtyard gate, followed by the gatekeeper's low shout: "Who is it?"

"It's me! Chen De! Open the door quickly!"

"I have urgent matters to report to the young master-in-law!"

Chen De's voice was full of urgency.

Sima Ling's brow furrowed, and with a movement, he drifted down from the roof as light as a feather.

The courtyard gate was pushed open.

Chen De stumbled in, his face deathly pale.

Seeing him like this, Sima Ling's brow tightened further. "What happened? Where are the people? You didn't bring them back?"

Chen De flopped to his knees on the ground with a mournful face.

"Young master-in-law! Something terrible has happened!"

"That Ye Chen... he killed all our people!"

Sima Ling's expression changed. "What???"

Kneeling on the ground, Chen De poured out everything that had just happened like beans from a bamboo tube.

The Eight Desolations Sword Formation was broken!

Eight Earth Realm elites were gnawed into skeletons by a swarm of ants!

Ye Chen told him to come back and deliver a message...

By the end, he looked up, his face full of terror. "Young master-in-law! That Ye Chen wants you to... roll over to see him! He also said if he doesn't see you before dark, our Sima Family will..."

He didn't dare to continue.

Sima Ling stood in place, and after hearing these words, his face became so gloomy it could drip water.

After a long silence.

He suddenly laughed.

That smile was bone-chillingly cold, making Chen De's spine shiver as he knelt on the ground.

"He wants me to roll over and see him?"

"Ye Chen... truly has audacity that knows no bounds."

Chen De looked up and said cautiously, "Young master-in-law, that Ye Chen's strength is unfathomable. He broke the Eight Desolations Sword Formation in one move and even claimed to be at the peak of the Celestial Master Realm..."

"Peak of the Celestial Master Realm?"

Sima Ling interrupted him with a cold laugh. "Do you believe that?"

Chen De froze.

Sima Ling stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the night sky outside the courtyard.

"In his early twenties and at the peak of the Celestial Master Realm?"

"Heh, even a three-year-old wouldn't believe those words if they were spoken aloud."

"That old thing Xuanyuan Huo, in order to build momentum for the Hidden Dragon Pavilion, dares to blow any kind of smoke."

"Gongsun Long was killed by Ye Chen?"

"In all likelihood, Xuanyuan Huo teamed up with a few other old fellows to do the deed, then pinned all the credit on Ye Chen's head to prop up a so-called 'young genius.'"

"Are such things rare in the circles of the great families?"

Hearing this, Chen De's eyes gradually brightened.

Right!

How could he not have thought of that?

A peak Celestial Master in his early twenties—what kind of monster would that be?

Forget seeing one; he hadn't even heard of such a thing!

How could such an existence possibly exist in this world?

That Ye Chen could break the Eight Desolations Sword Formation because he must have used some kind of secret technique!

Such secret techniques often come at a great cost; he must have been weakened after using it, which is why he didn't dare to hunt me down and instead let me return to deliver a message!

Sima Ling looked down at him, the coldness of his smile intensifying.

"Gather the men."

"Since he dares to stir up trouble on the Chen Family's head, let him witness what true Kunlun Ruins methods are."

Chen De's whole body shook, and he abruptly looked up. "Young master-in-law, you're going personally?"

Sima Ling did not answer.

He simply turned around and cast his gaze toward the direction leading out of the mountains.

"Ye Chen..."

"You want me to roll over and see you?"

"Fine, I'm coming."

"I'll let you see for yourself exactly who should be the one speaking on their knees."