Chapter 121

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Before Xu Qiuyuan could fully unleash the power of his formation, it was thwarted by the formation that Wu Xuan had conjured. The two spiritual formation masters began to clash in earnest.

Xiao Yuan and Ye Qingfeng now stood protectively in front of Liu Yuemei and Ye Feifei, while Old Crane struggled to his feet, unsteady but determined.

Wei Yuan looked at them with a sneer. “The Ye family, which should have been eradicated long ago, is still clinging to life here.”

“Kill them!” she commanded.

With a shout, more than a dozen Wei family guards charged forward. Ye Qingfeng and Xiao Yuan, both now at the ninth level of the Physical Refining realm, faced the onslaught without fear. Ye Qingfeng, wielding his spear with a surge of spiritual energy, thrust it forward and impaled an eighth-level warrior who had rushed at him. Xiao Yuan, on the other hand, moved with brutal simplicity. With a roar, he unleashed a burst of power from within, his body crackling with energy as he punched through another Wei family warrior.

In the blink of an eye, two of the attackers lay dead. Wei Yuan’s face darkened even further at the sight.

In just a month, Ye Qingfeng had resumed his cultivation and reached the ninth level of the Physical Refining realm. And Xiao Yuan was a warrior recruited by Ye Wushuang. In just one month, the Ye family had shown such resilience. If given more time, who could predict how powerful Ye Wushuang and the Ye family might become?

The rise of the Ye family could not be tolerated.

“I’ll handle this,” said Li Qingying, drawing a softsword from her waist. The sword hummed as she charged at Ye Qingfeng and Xiao Yuan.

“Just ninth level of Physical Refining. You might be someone in this small Liuyue City, but in the capital of the Qingyun Empire, you wouldn’t even qualify as my guards,” she taunted.

Li Qingying struck with her sword, unleashing a surge of spiritual energy. Two streams of energy burst forth from her body—she was at the second level of the Condensation Pulse realm.

Ye Qingfeng thrust his spear forward, shouting, “Don’t underestimate the Ye family!”

“Get out of my way!” Li Qingying coldly snorted, gripping her softsword tightly. The sword, though flexible, became as hard as iron. Its tip met the spear tip with a clash of spiritual energy.

The collision of their energies produced a loud bang. Ye Qingfeng’s face changed instantly as he was forced to retreat. The sword, empowered by her spiritual energy, altered the trajectory of his spear. In the next moment, the sword was slicing towards Ye Qingfeng’s chest, aiming to pierce through him.

At that critical moment, Xiao Yuan appeared, launching a punch at Li Qingying’s left arm.

Li Qingying sensed his approach and sneered, “You? You think you can stop me?”

She swung her left fist, unleashing a powerful blow.

“Hundred Wastes Fist!” she shouted, her hand filled with an overbearing force.

Boom…

Their fists collided, and Xiao Yuan’s face turned pale as he spat out a mouthful of blood. But his intervention had changed the direction of Li Qingying’s sword, allowing Ye Qingfeng to narrowly escape.

The difference between the ninth level of Physical Refining and the second level of Condensation Pulse was simply too vast. In just a moment, Ye Qingfeng and Xiao Yuan were overmatched by Li Qingying alone. This was the absolute gap in their realms.

Liu Yuemei watched the scene unfold, her face turning ashen as she clutched her daughter tightly behind her.

At that moment, Wei Yuan stepped closer to the mother and daughter.

“Do you really think that just because Ye Wushuang was expelled by the Yun family but miraculously survived and became a warrior, your Ye family has turned a new leaf?” she asked, her voice filled with a sense of superiority.

Wei Yuan glanced at the battlefield. Xu Qiuyuan was being suppressed by Wu Xuan. Old Crane had been kicked away by Liu Jing, crashing into a wall and being buried under rubble, his fate unknown. Li Qingying was toying with Ye Qingfeng and Xiao Yuan.

Wei Yuan turned back to Liu Yuemei and Ye Feifei.

“Liu Yuemei, Ye Wushuang miraculously survived and became a warrior. What else does your Ye family have? Tell me!” Her voice was oppressive.

She didn’t want to cause a big commotion. She was worried that if the news here reached the Qin or Yun families, the treasures left by the Ye family would spark a major dispute, which would be very troublesome.

Liu Yuemei’s face turned even more pale as she replied, “My Ye family has nothing left!”

“Not telling the truth, are you?” Wei Yuan sneered, then turned to Li Qingying and said, “Qingying, kill Ye Qingfeng!”