235: Chapter 235 The half-step grandmaster who was slapped away, the stunning harem makes its debut!

"It's early in the morning. Why is a pack of dogs barking at someone else's front door? Are you in a hurry to be reincarnated?"

Ye Yuqing's cold yet slightly lazy voice echoed through the deathly silent Locust Tree Alley.

Outside the door, the hundred or so murderous Wang family thugs and dozens of Iron Fist Sect Inner Strength experts all stared fixedly at the stunning beauty standing in the doorway as if they were looking at a monster.

She was truly too beautiful, too enchanting.

A tight black hip-hugging OL professional suit outlined her near-perfect S-curve, nourished by Spiritual Qi, to the fullest extent.

The proud fullness of her chest strained the buttons of her white shirt so tightly it seemed they might pop at any moment.

Her long, slender legs wrapped in ultra-thin black stockings were straight and well-proportioned, and her feet were clad in ten-centimeter red high heels, exuding a queenly aura that made men want to surrender.

But that wasn't the point at all!

The point was that those two burly men at the Peak of Inner Strength, who weighed over two hundred pounds and practiced Hard Qigong, had just been sent flying with a single slap each by this delicate-looking woman—who didn't even seem to have a trace of a Martial Artist's blood vitality—as if she were swatting flies!

"Demonic Technique... Elder Lei! This woman must have used some underhanded Demonic Technique!"

Wang Jianguo hid behind the crowd, his legs trembling violently as he pointed at Ye Yuqing and shrieked.

The Iron Fist Sect Elder, Elder Lei, narrowed his aged eyes slightly at this moment.

He was, after all, a powerhouse at the Half-step Grandmaster level, with a vision far exceeding that of ordinary people. He didn't look at Ye Yuqing's explosive figure that could make any man's nose bleed; instead, his gaze was locked onto the washbasin she was holding.

The basin contained over a dozen fist-sized, crimson fruits that were even emitting wisps of white mist.

"That is..."

Elder Lei sniffed forcefully.

An indescribable, extreme fragrance entered his nostrils. With just one breath, his Half-step Grandmaster Bottleneck, which had been stagnant for over a decade, actually showed signs of loosening!

“Hiss—! Could it be the legendary... thousand-year vermilion fruit that grows in places of extreme Yang?!”

Elder Lei's heart pounded wildly, and a look of incredibly frantic greed instantly erupted in his eyes.

The thousand-year vermilion fruit! That was a supreme holy medicine in the legends of the ancient martial arts world!

An ordinary person eating one could prolong their life and be free from all diseases; a Martial Artist eating one could even directly increase sixty years of pure cultivation and Breakthrough to the Grandmaster level on the spot!

And now, this legendary divine object was being carried in a full plastic basin by this woman, as if she were washing common apples!

"No wonder! No wonder this kid dares to be so arrogant; it turns out he has such Heaven-Defying Heaven And Earth Treasures in his hands!"

Elder Lei's breathing was ragged, and he could no longer maintain his dignified demeanor as an Elder.

Only one thought remained in his mind: Snatch them! Snatch these Vermilion Fruits and take this auspicious land for himself!

As long as he broke through to the Grandmaster level, who in all of Huaxia could stop him?

"Witch! Don't you dare play tricks in front of this old man!"

Elder Lei roared and stomped his right foot violently on the bluestone pavement.

“Boom!”

The terrifying blood vitality of a Half-step Grandmaster erupted, and the surrounding air let out a dull sonic boom. He lunged toward Ye Yuqing on the steps like a fierce tiger descending a mountain, turning into a gray afterimage!

“Iron Wire Fist! Give me your life!”

Elder Lei's withered, callus-covered right hand shot out, his fingers forming a claw. With a terrifying wind that could tear through steel, he not only snatched at the water basin in Ye Yuqing's hands but also intended to crush the woman's throat in the process.

"Elder Lei is taking action personally! This woman is dead for sure!"

"The pressure of a Half-step Grandmaster is too terrifying! That woman must be scared stupid; she's not even dodging!"

The Iron Fist Sect Disciples shouted excitedly.

However.

Facing this terrifying strike capable of shattering stone, Ye Yuqing, standing at the door, didn't show the slightest panic. Instead, she knitted her beautiful brows with a bit of annoyance.

She indeed hadn't practiced any ancient martial arts Moves, nor did she understand any combat techniques.

However, she had just eaten a nine-thousand-year flat peach yesterday and had eaten two consecutive meals of spirit crystal rice porridge! What flowed through her body now was the surging Spiritual Qi of a genuine Peak Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator!

Under the Divine Sense perception of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, Elder Lei's seemingly lightning-fast and tiger-like attack was simply like a slow-motion replay in a movie. Not only was it full of openings, but it was also soft and lacked any strength.

"Old man, you want to steal our boss's after-dinner fruit?"

Ye Yuqing stood in her high heels, her long legs wrapped in black stockings not moving an inch.

She simply held the water basin with one hand, while her other fair and smooth hand rose with extreme casualness. Meeting Elder Lei's steel-tearing claw, she backhanded him with a slap.

This slap looked light and airy, as if she were shooing away an annoying greenbottle fly.

"Courting death! Even if your arm were made of refined steel, this old man could snap it... Ah!!!"

The cruel smile on Elder Lei's face hadn't fully bloomed before it turned into extreme horror and distortion!

“Bang!!!”

A terrifying sonic boom, ten times louder than before, exploded where the two clashed!

Ye Yuqing's small, fair hand struck Elder Lei's wrist, and it was as if a ten-thousand-foot divine mountain had smashed down ruthlessly.

Elder Lei's proud right arm, which he had practiced Iron Wire Fist with for decades, instantly erupted into a cloud of blood mist!

Before this absolute crushing power, the bones from his wrist to his shoulder shattered inch by inch, exploding into a limp noodle!

But it didn't end there.

The residual counter-force slapped Elder Lei's wrinkled old face hard.

“Pfft—!”

The top-tier powerhouse of the Half-step Grandmaster level sprayed out a mouthful of teeth mixed with blood.

His entire body spun uncontrollably seven hundred and twenty degrees in mid-air, and then, like a cannonball, he flew backward for a full thirty meters!

“Boom!”

A loud crash.

Elder Lei's body slammed heavily into a black Mercedes-Benz SUV parked at the entrance of the alley. The hard car door was smashed into a huge human-shaped dent by him, and the window glass shattered everywhere.

He slid down from the car like a pile of mud, slumped on the ground, twitching all over. Blood dripped frantically from his chin, and he couldn't even say a complete word.

Silence.

The entire Locust Tree Alley fell into a suffocating silence.

The hundred or so Wang family thugs and dozens of Iron Fist Sect Inner Strength experts almost had their eyes pop out of their heads. Their jaws were wide open, enough to fit a fist inside.

If Ye Yuqing slapping away two people at the Peak of Inner Strength earlier could be explained as a "Demonic Technique" or "underestimating the enemy,"

then now, she had stood perfectly still, holding a water basin in one hand, and with just a light slap from the other, she had turned a Half-step Grandmaster famous in Jiangnan Province into a dead dog?!

What the hell kind of concept was this?!

Was this woman even human?!

"How annoying, it made my palm turn red."

Ye Yuqing shook her fair right hand with some disdain, then looked down at the thousand-year vermilion fruit in the basin. After confirming they hadn't been stained with anything dirty, she breathed a sigh of relief.

This was the fruit the boss had specifically asked for. If it got dirty, she, as the head manager, would have failed in her duty.

"Tap, tap, tap."

Just as everyone outside was scared out of their wits and had lost even the courage to flee,

a set of unhurried footsteps came from inside the courtyard house.

Accompanying the footsteps was a terrifying pressure that made one's Soul tremble.

"Yuqing, why did it take you so long to wash some fruit? Have those barking dogs outside been dealt with?"

A lazy, casual voice with an overbearing aura of supremacy came from within the vermilion gate.

Following that, a tall and slender figure, surrounded by a group of stunning beauties, slowly stepped over the threshold.

Su Yang wore a white casual jacket, his hands in his pockets, with a nonchalant sneer on his lips.

Beside him, on the right, was Ji Ruxue, who had been clinging to him in the Immortal Palace's bedchamber.

On the left was the billionaire female CEO, Qin Xueji, who had just changed into a tight black hip-hugging leather skirt.

She held a cup of freshly brewed top-grade spirit tea. Her cold, elegant, and noble temperament, paired with those peerless legs tightly wrapped in ultra-thin black stockings, made one want to bow down in worship at a single glance.

And above Su Yang's head,

Mary flapped her huge black bat wings.

Finally, there was Chu Ling, as beautiful as a Moon Fairy in her ice-blue off-the-shoulder gown.

A faint icy chill lingered around her. Although she didn't speak, the terrifying aura belonging to an "Unmelting Bone" made the blood of the Martial Artists outside nearly freeze.

As soon as this lineup appeared, forget about fighting; the heart-shaking display and the extreme pressure alone were enough to cause a mental breakdown!

"Boss."

Seeing Su Yang come out, Ye Yuqing immediately withdrew her queenly aura and walked obediently to Su Yang in her high heels. She handed over the basin of fragrant thousand-year vermilion fruit and reported delicately: "The fruit is washed. It's just that an old man insisted on snatching it, so I accidentally sent him flying."

"Hmm, well done. This is the Move you should use against such trash."

Su Yang nodded with satisfaction, picked up a thousand-year vermilion fruit from the basin, took a bite, and then his gaze crossed the crowd to land on Elder Lei, who was slumped by the SUV in the distance, vomiting blood frantically.

"You're that whatever bullshit Half-step Grandmaster?"

Su Yang chewed the fruit, his tone full of mockery.

"You can't even take a single slap from the manager in charge of washing fruit in my house. Was your Grandmaster title a free gift from a phone top-up?"