421: Chapter 421 The Dragon Kingdom is your backing!

Zhong Buhui was hugged so tightly he couldn't breathe, and he pushed him away irritably: "Get lost!"

Zhong Li was pushed onto his butt on the ground, but he wasn't annoyed at all; instead, he grinned.

That smile was incredibly silly.

Ye Chen looked down at the father and son and spoke calmly.

"Alright, don't be happy too soon."

"He's only temporarily alive; the injuries on his body are still there."

He raised his right hand and gave a gentle wave.

The nine gold needles flew out of Zhong Buhui's body all at once and fell back into Ye Chen's palm.

Zhong Buhui felt the warm power in his body dissipate instantly, replaced by a sense of weakness.

He looked down.

The wounds on his body were still there, and the blood was still flowing, just a little bit better than before.

Ye Chen put away the gold needles and spoke calmly.

"The death penalty is spared, but the living punishment is hard to escape."

"The injuries on your body need to be nurtured slowly."

"As for how long it takes, that depends on your luck."

Zhong Buhui gave a bitter smile and nodded with difficulty.

"Thank you... Mr. Ye for saving my life."

He paused and added another sentence.

"From now on, I, Zhong Buhui, owe you a life."

Ye Chen waved his hand.

"Don't give me that empty talk."

"You two, father and son, can leave."

"Remember, if the secret of the bronze gate key is false..."

He paused and smiled slightly.

"Next time, no one can save you. Even if you hole up in the Kunlun Ruins, I will drag you out."

Zhong Buhui trembled and nodded repeatedly.

"I wouldn't dare! Absolutely wouldn't dare!"

"Those two locations are absolutely true!"

"If there's half a word of lie, may I, Zhong Buhui, be struck by lightning!"

Ye Chen nodded, turned around, and walked toward the lounge chair.

"See the guests out."

Yan Qingwu stepped forward quickly and made a gesture of invitation to Zhong Buhui and Zhong Li.

"Gentlemen, please."

Zhong Buhui struggled to crawl up and, with Zhong Li's support, staggered toward the exit.

When he reached the door, he stopped and looked back.

That young figure standing with hands behind his back was leaning on the lounge chair, leisurely basking in the sun.

Zhong Buhui took a deep breath, withdrew his gaze, and stepped out.

Liu Ruyan woke up with a start and immediately ran to follow them.

What kind of joke was this?

If she didn't run, would she stay here to become a sparring partner?

...

On the soccer field, peace was soon restored.

Those Wolf Cubs, each like they'd been injected with chicken blood, howled as they rushed back to the center of the field to continue training.

Their energy was ten times fiercer than before.

Of course.

This time, they didn't use Huo Tiandu and Liu Rushi as human cushions.

After all.

Now that Tianji Pavilion belonged to the Chief Instructor, those two unlucky guys were also considered his people.

Pei Donglai stood where he was, looking at Ye Chen, his eyes full of fanaticism.

He stepped forward quickly and bowed deeply.

"Master! You are too incredible!"

"You can even bring the dead back to life! You are simply a divine doctor reincarnated!"

Ye Chen leaned on the lounge chair and waved his hand.

"Alright, alright, stop flattering me."

"You should go back and keep an eye on the movements in the Kunlun Ruins."

"If there's any sign of trouble, tell me immediately."

Pei Donglai nodded repeatedly: "Yes! Rest assured, Master! I'll go back and make arrangements now!"

He turned and, with the elders who were also trembling with excitement, walked away quickly.

Hmm...

When leaving, he didn't forget to pull the two men, Huo Tiandu and Liu Rushi, along.

Yan Qingwu walked to Ye Chen's side, arms crossed, her eyes full of curiosity.

"Ye Chen, what exactly were those needles just now?"

"They can even bring the dead back to life?"

Ye Chen smiled slightly: "The Thirteen Needles of Gods and Ghosts."

Yan Qingwu's pupils shrank slightly.

"Thirteen Needles of Gods and Ghosts?"

"Wait..."

"I think I've heard of it somewhere?"

"Could it be the legendary needle technique where nine needles reverse life and death, and thirteen needles return one to youth?"

Ye Chen nodded: "That's right, but I can only perform the ninth needle now."

Yan Qingwu gasped, her gaze toward Ye Chen becoming even more complex.

How many more secrets does this man have?

After calming down a bit.

Yan Qingwu wanted to ask more, but Ye Chen's phone suddenly rang.

Ye Chen took out his phone and saw the words "Old Man Xuanyuan" flashing on the screen.

He answered the phone speechlessly: "Old Master, you're calling again. How are you planning to screw me over this time?"

Xuanyuan Huo's hearty laughter came from the other end of the phone.

"Hahaha!"

"Stinky brat, what are you saying? I'm here to tell you something!"

Ye Chen leaned on the lounge chair and crossed his legs: "What's so important that you have to call personally, Old Master?"

Xuanyuan Huo's tone paused slightly, becoming more serious.

"The Chen Family has quieted down!"

"But the Chen Family is a family from the Kunlun Ruins, after all; they still have people."

"Whether they'll take further action, you should be careful yourself."

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow: "Don't worry, if they dare to come looking for trouble again, I don't mind killing them all."

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Huo spoke helplessly.

"You brat are truly ruthless enough."

"But there's another matter I need to tell you."

Ye Chen was slightly startled: "What is it?"

Xuanyuan Huo's voice came through the receiver, carrying a hint of gravity.

"In the USA... a key to the Kunlun Ruins' bronze gate has appeared."

Ye Chen was stunned for a moment, then sat up straight.

"Oh?"

A flash of surprise crossed his eyes, then he leaned back on the lounge chair and spoke lazily.

"Why are you telling me, Old Master?"

"You don't want me to go and then hand it over to the state, do you?"

On the other end of the phone, Xuanyuan Huo coughed: "Ahem... I do want you to go, but not necessarily to hand it over to the state, as long as you have the country in your heart."

Ye Chen chuckled upon hearing this.

This old man really is quite crafty.

He's giving him an open-ended question!

But Ye Chen didn't take the bait at all.

Xuanyuan Huo felt his old face couldn't hold up because of that laughter.

"Alright, alright, stop laughing!"

"Little Demon Pellet, you'd better go as soon as possible, or someone else might beat you to it."

Ye Chen stopped laughing and asked seriously: "Where is it?"

Xuanyuan Huo said deeply.

"The largest museum in the USA. There's an exhibition in two days."

"According to reliable sources, that key will be displayed as the finale exhibit."

"I estimate many forces will have their eyes on it."

Many forces had been looking for this thing for decades without a trace.

Now that one was being brought out in the open, they would naturally go crazy.

After listening, Ye Chen burst into laughter.

"Old Master, how do you think I should get it back?"

Xuanyuan Huo said heroically: "Just use the method you're best at; Dragon Country is your backer."

The corners of Ye Chen's mouth curled up slightly.

"Alright, I'll make sure you're satisfied."

"But there's another matter I need to trouble you with, Old Master."

Xuanyuan Huo was startled and then said warily: "Let's get this straight first, it has to be something this old man can do."

To be honest.

He was quite worried about Ye Chen causing trouble.

If not for that.

He wouldn't have called him 'Demon Pellet.'

Ye Chen grinned.

"Help me keep an eye on the movements of the Wang Family and the Shenwu Alliance."

"Especially the Wang Family."

"Since they want to mess with me, I have to be on guard."

Xuanyuan Huo on the other end of the phone laughed suddenly.

"I've already heard about the Martial Arts Alliance's Wang Family."

"They're just jumping clowns. Do they really think they can turn the world upside down just by relying on the Martial Arts Alliance's authority?"

He paused, his tone carrying a bit of disdain and dominance.

"Go with peace of mind. With this old man here, they won't be able to stir up any waves."

Ye Chen chuckled upon hearing this.

"Then I'm relieved."

"Old Master, I like hearing those words."

Xuanyuan Huo snorted irritably.

"Less flattery."

"Hurry up and get things done; there are still tasks waiting for you when you return."

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow: "What tasks?"

Xuanyuan Huo chuckled, a laugh that gave Ye Chen an ominous premonition for some reason.

"We'll talk when you get back."

"Hanging up."

"Beep beep beep—"

The call ended.

Ye Chen looked at his phone, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.

What kind of mischief is this old man brewing again?

Yan Qingwu leaned over and asked curiously: "What did Old Master Xuanyuan say?"

Ye Chen put away his phone and stretched lazily.

"Nothing."

"He just wants me to go to the USA to get a bronze gate key from a museum."

Yan Qingwu was stunned for a moment, then her eyes lit up.

"Causing trouble?"

"I'm going with you!"

Don't look at her as a young lady from the capital who should be refined and polite.

In reality...

Just like Ye Chen, she was full of rebellion.

Wherever there was excitement, she would head there!

Ye Chen glanced at her and asked calmly: "What are you going for? To be a translator?"

Yan Qingwu puffed out her chest proudly.

"Exactly!"

"My English is great!"

"And I have acquaintances in the USA!"

Ye Chen couldn't help but laugh when he heard this.

"Alright, alright, I'll take you."

"I just happen to need someone to carry my bags."

Yan Qingwu: "???"

Carry bags?

She, the dignified eldest young lady of the Yan Family, was actually going to carry bags?

But...

To join in the fun, if she had to carry bags, then so be it!

She didn't believe that a big man like Ye Chen would have any bags.