"How did you get in?"
Seeing Ye Ling appear suddenly, Yi Zhe was completely stunned, losing all his composure, his face filled with disbelief.
Ye Qingyan felt a wave of relief upon Ye Ling's arrival, and said with a smile, "You're finally here. I thought you were going to get me trapped here."
The strength displayed by the Hongchen Pavilion was merely the tip of the iceberg. Even so, Ye Qingyan, an eighth-grade异士 (Yishi), felt a profound sense of powerlessness.
The Hongchen Pavilion was by no means something she could contend with!
Ye Ling's appearance gave her immense security!
"Even your body was given by me, why would I trap you?" Ye Ling smiled at Ye Qingyan, using his spiritual energy to lift her up and simultaneously mend the damage to her meridians.
"Ye Qingyan's body was given by you?"
Yi Zhe, standing nearby, heard Ye Ling's casual remark and was even more shocked. He could no longer sit still, staring at Ye Ling and asking.
Hearing Yi Zhe's questioning, Ye Ling finally shifted his gaze back to Yi Zhe and said calmly, "I asked you a question earlier, and you haven't answered yet."
Suddenly being asked this, Yi Zhe was taken aback and couldn't react for a moment.
"What did you say?" Yi Zhe asked.
Ye Ling said, "You little bastard, I'm asking you, where is Ye Feng?"
Earlier, Yi Zhe had been shocked by Ye Ling's appearance and had subconsciously ignored what Ye Ling had said. Now that Ye Ling repeated it, Yi Zhe's expression instantly turned grim.
Little bastard?
He said coldly, "Your Excellency, you are being rather too presumptuous."
This was the East Sea branch of the Hongchen Pavilion, their territory.
Even an eighth-grade 异士 like Ye Qingyan could not act recklessly here. Yi Zhe could not tolerate Ye Ling speaking to him disrespectfully!
Seeing Yi Zhe's darkened face, Ye Qingyan felt an inexplicable happiness and taunted, "Steward Yi, where did that calm demeanor of yours go?"
"You can't hold it in so quickly now. It seems you're just someone who bullies the weak and fears the strong."
"You two truly have some nerve!" Yi Zhe said gravely, his face so dark it looked like it could drip water. "If it weren't for the fact that fighting is forbidden within the Tongtian Tower, I would have flayed you alive!"
"Forbidden to fight? Who said that?"
Ye Ling chuckled, brought his fingers together, and tilted them slightly. The flying sword lying on the ground began to tremble violently, then floated into the air and stabbed towards Yi Zhe.
*Chii!*
Before Yi Zhe could react, an arm flew off!
Blood splattered, dyeing the entire wall of books red.
Yi Zhe stared blankly at his severed arm lying on the ground, his eyes vacant, his mind a complete blank.
"This, this is impossible..."
He couldn't believe it!
The walls of the entire study were infused with Spirit-Devouring Gold, and the surrounding magnetic field should have prevented anyone from using spiritual energy!
Ye Qingyan was also stunned, looking at Ye Ling with surprise and a face full of confusion. "Why are you unaffected?"
She had also experienced the power of the Spirit-Devouring Gold earlier. The pain of her meridians twisting was unbearable for an ordinary person, yet Ye Ling, after controlling the sword, showed no change in his expression, as if he were fine!
This was utterly unbelievable!
"How can a few mere meteorites affect this Emperor?"
Ye Ling chuckled, flicked his fingers again, and the flying sword that had embedded itself in the wall flew out again, severing Yi Zhe's Achilles tendons, and then slicing the desk in half, forcing Yi Zhe to kneel before him.
"No, impossible... How can you control a sword?"
Yi Zhe propped himself up with one hand on the floor, sweating profusely, his expression somewhat contorted!
He was also an eighth-grade 异士, and he couldn't use spiritual energy in this space at all...
Now that Ye Ling could control a sword, it was a devastating blow to him!
"Alright, stop doubting this and that. If you're not willing to speak, I don't mind searching your soul." Ye Ling smiled at Yi Zhe and then used his sword to cut off Yi Zhe's other arm.
*Thump!*
Yi Zhe could no longer support himself and collapsed heavily into the pool of blood, his face stained red with blood, his white suit becoming even more vibrant!
Seeing the once arrogant Yi Zhe so easily dismembered by Ye Ling, Ye Qingyan couldn't help but click her tongue, her perception of Ye Ling refreshed.
Ruthless, brutal, powerful!
Ignoring the surrounding magnetic field and easily torturing an eighth-grade 异士... This level of strength was definitely that of a ninth-grade Hongchen Immortal, or even above!
Ye Qingyan said, "Judging by his state... he probably won't be able to answer you, right?"
With both arms gone and his Achilles tendons severed, Yi Zhe could no longer move.
The massive blood loss caused his consciousness to blur further. Yi Zhe couldn't even think, let alone answer.
"Alas... it seems I was a bit too heavy-handed."
Ye Ling sighed lightly, but showed no hint of regret. He reached out and summoned Yi Zhe directly to him.
Ye Ling grabbed Yi Zhe's head with one hand, and his violent spiritual energy surged into Yi Zhe's brain, scanning his memories.
Yi Zhe was different from others in the Hongchen Pavilion. He was considered middle to upper management, and he had always stayed at this East Sea branch, so it was unlikely he would encounter trouble.
It was estimated that the Hongchen Pavilion wouldn't have too many countermeasures in place for Yi Zhe.
With Ye Ling's sudden arrival, he could obtain all the information Yi Zhe possessed!
"Ahhhhhh!"
Yi Zhe's piercing screams echoed through the study, the thick smell of blood overpowering the scent of books, turning the place into a living hell.
Not long after, Ye Ling finished soul-searching and tossed the foaming Yi Zhe aside.
"How was the harvest?"
Ye Qingyan asked.
Ye Ling shook his head, "Not very optimistic. The various branches of the Hongchen Pavilion operate independently, each managing their own territories. He was only responsible for the business in China and knew nothing about other regions."
"Furthermore, although this guy seems to have great authority as the steward of the East Sea branch of the Hongchen Pavilion, his rank is far inferior to Ye Feng's. He had absolutely no qualification to know Ye Feng's information."
Ye Qingyan frowned, "So, this trip was fruitless?"
"Not entirely fruitless. At least I know the organizational structure of the Hongchen Pavilion, and I can destroy this East Sea branch, completely disrupting the Hongchen Pavilion's layout in China." Ye Ling narrowed his eyes and smiled.
"You want to destroy this East Sea branch?"
Ye Qingyan exclaimed in alarm.
In this room, Yi Zhe couldn't use spiritual energy, but Ye Ling could easily crush him.
However, outside the golden pyramid, a large number of troops were stationed, and there were clearly other powerful individuals on this island besides Yi Zhe!
It was already difficult enough for them to escape, and they were going to destroy the entire branch?
This was simply madness!
"If I don't destroy them, how will the Hongchen Pavilion go madly chasing you?"
Ye Ling smiled lightly at Ye Qingyan, stood up, and faced the wall. The flying sword flew back into his hand.
Ye Qingyan was speechless.
"The Hongchen Pavilion destroyed my Ye family. Now that I have returned, how can I be content without killing these guys clean?"
Ye Ling's eyes turned cold, and he swung his sword.
*Chii!*
Sword energy surged!
The study, the Tongtian Golden Pyramid, the island...
Were instantly sliced in half!