In an instant, the fates of the black-clad men were sealed. To their dismay, when they tried to stand, excruciating pain shot through their legs. A touch revealed they had suffered broken bones.
“Kid! Do you know whose men you’re messing with?” one of them threatened Ye Bufan.
“Don’t know, and don’t want to,” Ye Bufan replied, standing up and straightening his clothes. He turned back to the girl and said, “Let’s let this incident end here. I can overlook the fact that you dragged me into this.”
With that, Ye Bufan turned and left.
Seeing this, the girl, however, stubbornly followed behind him.
Ye Bufan glanced back and asked, “Why are you still following me? They won’t bother you anymore.”
“They won’t bother me now, but they will in the future.” The girl looked at Ye Bufan with a pitiable expression. “You’re a martial artist, aren’t you? You can definitely help me.”
“So what if I’m a martial artist? How can I help you?” Ye Bufan asked, continuing to walk forward, but the girl still kept pace.
“You’re a martial artist, so they won’t dare to cause trouble for you,” the girl said.
Ye Bufan looked at her and said, “We’re not related by blood or marriage. Why should I help you? Since ancient times, it’s only natural to repay debts. Don’t tell me you don’t intend to pay?”
Upon hearing Ye Bufan’s words, the girl suddenly burst into tears.
“Who says we don’t want to repay the money? My parents are in the hospital. They went back on their word. They said they would wait until the end of this month, but they’re demanding interest first. I looked at the interest, and in such a short time, it’s already half of the principal.” The girl tearfully recounted her hardships, which Ye Bufan found difficult to endure.
“Alright,” Ye Bufan said. “How much do you owe them?”
“One hundred thousand yuan. With thirty-nine thousand in interest,” the girl told Ye Bufan.
“What’s your name? Where do you live?” Ye Bufan asked again.
The girl became somewhat wary, as Ye Bufan sounded like he was taking a household registration.
“Don’t worry, I won’t do anything to you,” Ye Bufan said.
“My name is Yan Yitong. I’m currently living in a rented room next to Luzhou People’s Hospital.” Yan Yitong provided Ye Bufan with the detailed address.
Ye Bufan took out his phone and sent a message to Jin Yuchen. He then said, “Wait here. Someone will pick you up soon and resolve your family’s situation.”
After speaking, Ye Bufan vanished from the spot.
After Ye Bufan disappeared, he arrived at a farmhouse restaurant outside Luzhou. This was arranged by Jin Yuchen. Before dealing with the Yue family, he had to first deal with the martial artists who had pursued him from Jinhe.
Soon, the news of Ye Bufan's arrival in Luzhou was spread by Jin Yuchen, and Ye Bufan's address appeared on the internet without error.
However, perhaps due to the previous incident at Cangyun Mountain, for the first two days after Ye Bufan arrived at the farmhouse, not a single martial artist showed up.
This situation was clearly abnormal. During this period, Jin Yuchen sent Ye Bufan a message stating that martial artists in Luzhou were gathering, seemingly preparing for a collective assault to take down Ye Bufan.
The male internet celebrity Tu Yuan from Jinhe also rushed to Luzhou upon receiving the news, but all flights to Luzhou were already sold out.
Besides the martial artists heading to kill Ye Bufan, a portion of them were going to watch the show. Everyone knew that the martial artists in Luzhou were gathering, preparing for a fierce attack.
“Luzhou, a city second only to the capital. The martial artists there should be even stronger. It seems Ye Bufan’s good days are numbered.”
Most people online began to believe that Ye Bufan’s chances of survival under this second wave of attacks were very low.
However, there were still many followers of Ye Bufan who believed that he would definitely survive, and in their eyes, Ye Bufan would continue to create miracles.
“It’s useless. I heard that Luzhou has dispatched at least five Martial Saints, seventeen Grand Martial Venerables, and nearly thirty Martial Venerables this time.”
“High-level martial artists? Aren’t they just cannon fodder going to their deaths?”
“Five Martial Saints? Good heavens, if I rush to Luzhou now, can I witness a battle that even Martial Saints wouldn’t dare to engage in?”
“Witness what? Five Martial Saints, Ye Bufan would probably be ground into dust at the very beginning.”
“Ye Bufan can create miracles,” someone quickly retorted.
“Young man, wake up. Five Martial Saints, do you know what that means? Unless your Ye Bufan is a Great Martial Saint.”
“If he’s a Great Martial Saint, I’ll livestream myself eating my phone,” a martial artist said gleefully.
As night fell, Ye Bufan sat cross-legged in the mountain forest. A rustling sound came from the woods behind him, and soon, a dark figure appeared behind Ye Bufan.
“Good wine.”
Ye Bufan turned around to see Daoist Mingyuan standing not far away, holding two jars of fine wine.
“I never imagined that after I was away for such a short time, you would cause such a stir, and your strength has actually reached the middle stage of Foundation Establishment,” Daoist Mingyuan said, looking Ye Bufan up and down.
“I also didn’t expect that Senior Mingyuan’s injuries would be completely healed,” Ye Bufan replied with a smile.
“You rascal.” Daoist Mingyuan waved his hand, tossing one of the wine jars, which landed in Ye Bufan’s hand.
“Why has Senior come here?” Ye Bufan asked.
“You kid, the entire internet is arguing about you. My disciple has become your fanboy and insisted that I come see you. I told him your strength is not something to worry about, but he was still uneasy. So, this old man came.” Daoist Mingyuan explained.
Upon hearing this, Ye Bufan chuckled helplessly.
“Alright, this old man knows your strength. I’ll come to reminisce and have a drink with you,” Daoist Mingyuan said. “Coincidentally, there are some matters I want to discuss with you.”
The two sat in the farmhouse restaurant, and Daoist Mingyuan spoke first.
“You must have felt the restrictions on Earth, right?” Daoist Mingyuan asked. “In less than half a year, and at most a year, the restrictions will completely loosen. At that time, the seals on the teleportation arrays will be gradually lifted.”
Ye Bufan nodded. He had also clearly felt the changes in spiritual energy in recent days; its concentration had increased exponentially.
“I once heard my master say that the process from the loosening of the restrictions to their complete unsealing is called the Heavenly Seal. It is divided into three stages,” Ye Bufan said to Elder Mingyuan.
“The first stage is Sumeru. At this time, those below the Nascent Soul stage can move freely, while those above Nascent Soul will have their realms suppressed to the peak of Core Formation.”
“The second stage is Huaging. In this stage, those below the Integration stage can move freely.”
“The third stage is Dongxu. From this point on, the Heavenly Seal will no longer exist.”