24: He's still young, don't lead him astray.

"You beast!!"

Seeing Ye Di actually kill Ye Yunlong with his own hands, Ye Wudi's old eyes instantly welled up with tears!

In just one day, the Ye family had reached such a state—falling apart, with descendants killing one another!

How could he face the ancestors of the Ye family like this!

At that moment, Ye Di crawled and scrambled to Ye Wudi's feet, clutching his legs and weeping bitterly. "Grandfather, you must believe me, I was truly forced!"

"I believe you!" Ye Wudi looked at Ye Di's pathetic, worthless appearance, feeling a piercing pain in his heart as the last sliver of hope completely vanished!

Ye Di's face lit up with joy, and he looked up to speak.

Ye Wudi suddenly slammed a palm down onto the crown of his head!

Bang!

Ye Di's head exploded with a boom, and blood and gore splattered everywhere!

"The sons of my Ye family must dare to act and dare to take responsibility; if you do wrong, you must pay the price!"

"Grandfather believes you, but Grandfather still has to kill you!"

Ye Wudi withdrew his hand expressionlessly and looked coldly at Wang Ming. "Wang family brat, what a fine scheme you had!"

"You feigned cooperation, only to suddenly turn on us at the critical moment, making us kill each other so you could reap the benefits!"

"It seems the rumors about you in the outside world were indeed an illusion created by your own hand!"

"However, you ultimately miscalculated one step!"

"Oh?" Wang Ming asked with interest. "Tell me, what did I miscalculate?"

"You miscalculated... this old man's true strength!" Ye Wudi roared. His right hand slowly rose, and a massive amount of spiritual energy gathered in the air, forming a solid-looking spiritual giant hand that slammed down toward Wang Ming!

The corners of Wang Ming's mouth curled slightly.

Boom!

The palm strike landed!

Rocks cracked, and dust filled the air!

Ye Wudi looked on coldly and said slowly, "This old man's true Realm is not the Foundation Establishment Second Layer, but the Foundation Establishment Third Layer!"

This was his ultimate trump card, hidden for many years and never exposed.

It was also the primary source of his confidence in insisting on fighting the City Lord's Mansion to the end!

He didn't look at Wang Ming again, instead turning to look at the corpses of Ye Di and Ye Yunlong.

After a long silence, he sighed deeply and then shook his sleeve. The two corpses instantly turned into dust and scattered with the wind.

"Rest assured, sooner or later, I will make the City Lord's Mansion be buried with you!"

Ye Wudi snorted coldly and turned to leave.

He didn't even spare Wang Ming a glance!

Wang Ming was indeed strong, but based on his previous battle with Ye Chen, he was at most at the Foundation Establishment Second Layer.

A full-power strike from the Foundation Establishment Third Layer was more than enough to kill a Foundation Establishment Second Layer ten times over!

"There will indeed be people buried, but it won't be my City Lord's Mansion."

"I'll bet one Spirit Stone that it will be your Ye family."

Wang Ming's light chuckle drifted out from the dust.

Ye Wudi's footsteps paused, and he whipped his head around, looking incredulously at the area covered by dust.

He's not dead yet?!

"As expected, the older ginger is indeed spicier. Old man, you were hiding quite deeply."

A wave of air surged, sweeping the dust away as Wang Ming walked out while clapping.

Seeing Wang Ming's current state, Ye Wudi's pupils suddenly constricted.

It wasn't just that he wasn't dead!

He was completely unharmed!!

"This is impossible! What exactly is your cultivation?!" Cold sweat broke out on Ye Wudi's forehead.

Even if they were in the same Realm, if he were completely defenseless and took a full-power palm strike, he would at least be heavily injured.

The only explanation... was that Wang Ming's cultivation was far higher than his!

If that were the case, then the Ye family's fate... Ye Wudi's expression turned ugly as he stared fixedly at Wang Ming. "If my Ye family gives up the Medicinal Pill market, can you give us a way to live?"

"It's too late," Wang Ming said indifferently.

"What do you mean?" Ye Wudi's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly had a bad premonition.

Wang Ming smiled and said, "Just as you were coming here, my father and the others already took people to the Ye family. If there are no surprises... they should be wrapping things up by now."

"You little bastard, I'll kill you!" Ye Wudi went completely berserk, and streaks of blood-colored spiritual energy began to flow over his body.

Burning Essence Blood!

He was going to fight to the death!

"Go!"

Ye Wudi flicked his finger, and the blood-colored spiritual energy surrounding him wove together in the air like threads, condensing into a giant blood-colored palm that slammed down violently toward Wang Ming!

Right at that moment, Wang Ming's figure flashed, striking first despite moving second, and he instantly appeared in front of Ye Wudi.

He curled his palm into a claw and lunged out!

Puchi!

His claw, like a sharp blade, pierced through the chest!

In his palm, a bloody heart suddenly appeared!

"You're the only one left. For a family, it's better to be neat and together."

Wang Ming whispered, then suddenly crushed the heart with a squeeze.

The light in Ye Wudi's eyes gradually dimmed.

His body went limp and slid to the ground, his breath completely gone.

With his death, the blood-colored palm in the air also dissipated.

Everything returned to silence.

Wang Ming waved his hand, and Ye Wudi's corpse immediately turned into dust and drifted away with the wind.

His Storage Ring, however, automatically flew into Wang Ming's hand.

Generally, a Storage Ring would have a Divine Sense imprint on it.

Wang Ming's Foundation Establishment Fifth Layer Divine Sense was far stronger than Ye Wudi's, and he forcibly broke through it.

His Divine Sense probed into the internal space of the Storage Ring.

"So many spirit coins?!"

Wang Ming was shocked; everywhere he looked, it was densely packed with spirit coins!

By a rough estimate, there had to be at least a hundred million!

In the furthest corner of the storage space, there was also an exquisite wooden box.

It likewise had a spiritual imprint engraved on it.

Wang Ming used the same method, breaking it with brute force.

Clink!

A dazzling light flashed, and inside was a whole box of stones shimmering with spiritual light.

The spiritual energy contained in each of these stones was at least a hundred times that of a spirit coin!

They were regular in shape and naturally formed!

"These are... Spirit Stones!" A sharp light flashed in Wang Ming's eyes, and his heart throbbed twice.

Spirit Stones were a higher-level common currency than spirit coins.

Containing abundant spiritual energy, they could not only be used as currency but also be used to absorb spiritual energy for cultivation.

And the box in front of him was precisely filled with Low-Grade Spirit Stones.

Wang Ming did a count; there were over forty-three thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones in total.

Although the quantity was far less than the spirit coins,

if they were converted into spirit coins, they would be worth almost half of everything else in the ring!

Wang Ming put away the ring, the sharp light in his eyes still not extinguished.

As expected, killing and looting was the fastest way to make money!

He gazed toward the Ye family in Qingzhou City and murmured, "I wonder how things are going on my father's side."

...Half an hour later, Wang Ming returned to the City Lord's Mansion.

The City Lord's Mansion was filled with a festive atmosphere.

Wang Ming arrived at the main hall, where Wang Tianfeng and Wang Changfu were huddled together, letting out occasional wretched laughs.

"We've struck it rich, we've truly struck it rich!"

"So many spirit coins, and even Low-Grade Spirit Stones! This is worth several years of our income!"

"Dad, I know a new place that just opened called the Dianluan Daofeng Pavilion. They say the top girl there has incredible oral skills. Why don't we go and sample it tonight as a celebration? What do you think?"

"That's possible, but we can't tell Ming'er. He's still young, don't corrupt him."

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