198: Chapter 198 The Twin Demons of the East Sea

After leaving the Treasure Pavilion, Ye Yisong aimlessly wandered through several streets. Only after confirming that no one was following him did he fully restore his appearance, hang the Third-Class Guest Elder badge at his waist, and swagger up to the entrance of Yuelai Pavilion.

The Black-robed Deacon who received Ye Yisong this time was still Deacon Yuan Yao. Not long after Deacon Yuan Yao brought Ye Yisong into the private room, Elder Shen walked in from outside and laughed heartily, saying, "Brother Ye, you've come to turn in your tasks for October so quickly."

"I have fulfilled the mission," Ye Yisong said with a smile as he took out fifty Thunder-Fire Talismans and placed them on the trading table.

"Brother Ye, you have great craftsmanship," Elder Shen praised after randomly inspecting a few of them.

"Brother Shen, please don't tease me. I just rely on this bit of craft to make a living; it's barely passable," Ye Yisong replied with a laugh.

"Brother Yuan, give me four bottles of each of those four types of Medicinal Pill." The five million Spirit Stones that had just entered Ye Yisong's Storage Pouch hadn't even warmed up yet, and ninety percent of them were already gone. Spirit Stones really didn't last long!

"Got it!" Deacon Yuan Yao agreed happily. He couldn't help but take a few extra looks at Ye Yisong. This kid had spent ten million Spirit Stones in just two short months; he was truly wealthy!

"Brother Yuan, I wonder if there are any of those barrier-breaking pills today?" Ye Yisong asked tentatively.

"Brother Ye, there aren't any today," Deacon Yuan Yao said with a wry smile. 'You really dare to imagine, treating a Tier 4 barrier-breaking pill like jelly beans!'

Last time, it was just Ye Yisong's good luck that he happened to catch one; otherwise, he might not have been able to buy one even after coming to Yuelai Pavilion a dozen times.

"Then give me a Legacy jade slip for the 'Ten Thousand Forms Formless Technique'," Ye Yisong said. He had only been asking casually; even if there had been a Tier 4 barrier-breaking pill today, he wouldn't have been able to buy it due to the once-a-year restriction. "Oh, just the first four levels. I can't afford the fifth level."

"Got it!" Deacon Yuan Yao thought another big order was coming, but before he could even get happy, he heard that Ye Yisong only wanted the four-level Cultivation Technique. His spirits immediately dropped by eighty percent. The value of the Tier 5 Cultivation Technique, the 'Ten Thousand Forms Formless Technique', lay in its fifth level.

Deacon Yuan Yao was worthy of his professional training; he quickly adjusted his mood. Four levels it was. Ye Yisong alone was a client enough to keep him well-fed for quite some time.

What Deacon Yuan Yao didn't know was that Ye Yisong was about to leave East Sea Province.

"Brother Shen, can I hand over the Talismans for the next eleven months to the Yuelai Pavilion in Cangjiang Prefecture?" Ye Yisong asked.

"Yes, you can. Any Yuelai Pavilion can handle the mission handover," Elder Shen said with a smile. "Brother Ye, are you going back?"

"Yes," Ye Yisong said. "I've been out for several months this time. If I don't go back, the elders in my Family will be worried."

"That is true. With Brother Ye's talent, it is only natural for the elders of your Family to be concerned," Elder Shen said, subtly flattering Ye Yisong.

"Brother Shen, Deacon Yuan Yao, farewell!"

After obtaining the Medicinal Pill and Cultivation Technique he had purchased, Ye Yisong cupped his fists at the two of them and left this place of wealth.

"Did you buy everything?" Ancestor Ye Rongming looked at his junior with affection. Bringing Ye Yisong on this trip was truly worth it; not only did it allow this junior to see the outside world, but it also helped the Family establish a connection with Yuelai Pavilion.

"Reporting to Old Ancestor, everything is bought," Ye Yisong replied respectfully.

"That's good, let's go." Ancestor Ye Rongming took Ye Yisong onto the flying boat and flew out of the city to rendezvous with the two members of the Zhao Family.

"Brother Zhao," Ancestor Ye Rongming said, cupping his hands.

"Brother Ye, this is my granduncle, Zhao Fenghua," Zhao Zuoxiang said, pointing to the old man beside him.

"Greetings, Great Master Zhao," Ancestor Ye Rongming said, filled with respect as he bowed.

"Hmm. Since you are a friend of Zuoxiang, you may just call me Uncle Zhao," Zhao Fenghua said, showing great regard for Zhao Zuoxiang's Face.

"Hahaha!" Zhao Zuoxiang laughed a few times, clearly pleased, and raised his hand to greet them. "Come, board our flying boat. We will reach Cangjiang Prefecture in no more than five days."

"Then thank you very much, Brother Zhao." Ancestor Ye Rongming did not stand on ceremony. He was already anxious to return home, so he simply agreed.

Tongquan Port. "Big Brother, Zhao Zuoxiang has set off." Xue Sha walked into a small tavern, went straight to the kitchen, picked up the wine on the table, and took a sip.

"How are the preparations?" Xue Hun didn't even lift his head, continuing to chop a cabbage in his hands.

"Everything has been ready for a long time. For this kid, the two of us have stayed in this Tongquan Port for ten years," Xue Sha said, gulping down several mouthfuls of wine. "It's time to take this kid down and collect the remaining bounty."

"The Three Bandits of Cang River that I told you to contact, have they responded to you?" Xue Hun continued to ask.

"Who would have thought that the renowned Two Devils of the East Sea would actually be hiding in a small fishing port, acting as cooks?" Meng An, the leader of the Three Bandits of Cang River, lifted the curtain and walked in from outside.

"Meng An, you kid, were you following me?" Xue Sha roared in anger, dropping the wine pot and preparing to step forward to teach Meng An a lesson.

"Second Brother!" Xue Hun shouted, stopping the reckless Xue Sha. "Brother Meng, since you're here, let's discuss the upcoming operation."

"Ancestor Ye Rongming will be yours; Zhao Zuoxiang will be handled by the two of us brothers. How does that sound?"

"That distribution is fine, but as for the reward, you must pay me fifty percent in advance," Meng An said, holding up five fingers.

"You surnamed Meng, this doesn't follow the rules! What if you run away early? Where are we brothers supposed to find you?" Xue Sha slammed the table and said angrily.

"Brother Xue Sha, you think too highly of me. How would I dare to deceive you two brothers?" Meng An said cautiously.

"Give it to him," Xue Hun said, giving Meng An a deep look. "I hope you keep your word, otherwise, even if you go to the ends of the earth, don't even think about escaping the clutches of us two brothers."

"Many thanks, Brother Xue Hun. I hope we have a pleasant cooperation!" Meng An took the Storage Pouch handed over by Xue Sha, checked it, and quickly disappeared from their sight.

"Just like that, we let him get away with it?" Xue Sha said indignantly.

"Hmph, get away with it? After we kill Zhao Zuoxiang, we'll deal with this kid," Xue Hun said indifferently while continuing to chop the cabbage on the cutting board.

"Shopkeeper, where is my dish? Hurry up!"

"Coming, coming!"

"We've arrived at Tongquan Port. Uncle, should we go down and rest for a while?" Zhao Zuoxiang suggested.

"Hmm." Zhao Fenghua nodded. Having traveled for three days, he was also a bit tired.

"Not good!" As soon as Zhao Fenghua's feet touched the ground, he frowned deeply and exclaimed. How could there be a Tier 5 killing formation in this small Tongquan Port?

"Why did this old man come too? Now we're in trouble," Xue Hun said, feeling slightly uneasy in his heart, as he clearly recognized Zhao Fenghua.

"Big Brother, what are you afraid of? Zhao Fenghua is just a Martial Artist at the Early Stage of the Martial King realm. Now that they have fallen into our trap, even if it's two against two, with your strength as a Four-Star Martial King, we might not be unable to kill them," Xue Sha bragged.

"I was wondering who it was; so it's you two rats," Zhao Zuoxiang said, looking at the two of them with disdain.

"Brother Ye, this time it is our Zhao Family that has implicated you."

"That might not be the case, right, Meng An?" Ancestor Ye Rongming waved his hand, striking out with a palm, and dragged Meng An, who had been hiding in the shadows, out.