Dragon Blood Saint Emperor

Cyan Profound Peak, the Law Enforcement Hall.

”Bastard! You bastard!”

Furious roars echoed ceaselessly through the great hall. The terrifying sound waves caused the walls to tremble and hum.

Below, Chen Kun and Ba Ziyun were prostrated on the ground, trembling. They looked as though they were suffering some horrific torture, utterly wretched as their bodies shook violently, not daring to make a sound.

Standing on the dais was an old man with half-white hair, wrapped in a gray robe. A ferocious python was embroidered on his chest. Combined with his aquiline nose and sharp, gloomy face, he looked exceptionally grim and terrifying.

This old man was the Law Enforcement Hall’s Elder, Anx Shijie!

”Jun’er is dead!”

”Jun’er is dead!”

”Ye Wushuang, I will personally crush your bones, piece by piece, to avenge my grandson!”

Anx Shijie’s eyes were bloodshot with rage. His face was a mask of fury and hatred, contorted with a viciousness that suggested he wanted to devour Ye Wushuang’s flesh and gnaw on his bones.

”Law Enforcement Elder, that animal Ye Wushuang has mastered a Combat Skill! Young Master Anx was caught off guard and was killed in a sneak attack,” Ba Ziyun explained timidly, pinning the blame squarely on Ye Wushuang with the claim of a ”sneak attack.”

”Get out!”

Suddenly, Anx Shijie turned his head. A cold, murderous glint flashed in his sharp eyes as a ferocious pressure bore down on Ba Ziyun like an ancient, colossal mountain. CRACK! One could faintly hear the sound of his bones fracturing.

BANG!

With two muffled thuds, Ba Ziyun and Chen Kun were sent flying, slamming into the ground outside the main gate and simultaneously spitting up a mouthful of blood.

”Go and bring Ye Wushuang to me!”

Anx Shijie’s cold voice drifted out from the hall.

”Yes!”

Hearing this, the two men wiped the blood from their mouths, scrambled to their feet, and hurried toward the foot of Cyan Profound Peak.

”Damn that Ye Wushuang! He made me suffer so much. I’ll make sure he’s tortured to within an inch of his life before he dies!” Ba Ziyun swore viciously on the way, feeling utterly wronged for having suffered for no reason.

”We may have suffered, but at least we escaped a death sentence. We’re already fortunate,” Chen Kun added grimly. He was still shaken by the experience.

After all, Law Enforcement Elder Anx Shijie was an expert at the True Essence Realm, bordering on the Spiritual Spring Realm. His wrath was not something an ordinary person could withstand.

”When we see Ye Wushuang, don’t take him away immediately. I’m going to beat him half to death first,” Ba Ziyun said, a vicious and cruel light flickering in his eyes.

”Don’t you worry. By the time we get there, he’ll probably have already endured all sorts of torture. I’m afraid he’ll only have half a life left,” Chen Kun sneered.

”You...” Ba Ziyun turned to Chen Kun, confused.

Seeing this, Chen Kun leaned in and whispered something in Ba Ziyun’s ear. Instantly, some color returned to Ba Ziyun’s face.

”Just you wait and see Ye Wushuang’s miserable, half-dead state on the ground!” Chen Kun then laughed heartily. Having dealt with a potential disaster, he was in an incredibly good mood.

”Then I’ll be looking forward to it!” Ba Ziyun also sneered and quickened his pace toward the prison.

”Take us to the cell where Ye Wushuang is being held! The Law Enforcement Elder wants to interrogate him!” The two men arrived at the prison entrance, and Ba Ziyun shouted at a Prison Guard.

At his words, the Prison Guard led them inside.

”Lord Ye, how many more Primordial Yang Pills do you have on you?”

Meanwhile, inside the cell where Ye Wushuang was ”residing,” Wang Er was massaging his shoulders while Zhang Ming kneaded his legs.

Ye Wushuang didn’t answer. ’What should I do next?’

’After all, a Law Enforcement Elder isn’t so easy to deal with.’

As he pondered, Ye Wushuang’s brow suddenly furrowed. He extended his Divine Sense and saw two people walking toward his cell.

’Ba Ziyun!’

’And Chen Kun!’

Ye Wushuang’s heart sank.

The two men also seemed to sense something and walked up to Ye Wushuang’s cell. But when they saw two Prison Guards actually massaging Ye Wushuang’s back and legs as if serving a lord, they were both dumbfounded.

’This... isn’t what we imagined!’

’Where’s the half-dead Ye Wushuang?’

’Where’s the Ye Wushuang who’s been tortured beyond recognition?’

’Does this look like he’s been tortured? Is he even in prison? He’s fucking here to enjoy himself!’

Wang Er and Zhang Ming clearly hadn’t noticed the two men watching from behind them. They smiled fawningly and asked, ”Lord Ye, does that feel good?”

’Lord Ye?’

That question left Chen Kun and Ba Ziyun so enraged they were speechless, their faces alternating between red and purple.

”Mmm, yes, not bad. The pressure is just right. Keep going!”

Looking at the ashen faces of Chen Kun and Ba Ziyun, Ye Wushuang deliberately shouted this, the mocking smile on his face growing wider.

BANG!

Chen Kun couldn’t hold back any longer. He kicked open the cell door and charged inside.

Instantly, Wang Er and Zhang Ming snapped back to their senses. Seeing Chen Kun standing before them, they finally stopped what they were doing.

”S-Steward Chen!”

The two guards’ faces flushed red as they stammered a greeting.

”Dammit! I told you to ’take care of’ Ye Wushuang, and this is how you fucking ’take care of’ him?” Chen Kun practically roared, his eyes glinting with an icy light. He’d told them to cripple Ye Wushuang, but instead, they were serving him like he was their ancestor.

”Lord Steward, please let us expl—”

SLAP!

SLAP!

”Get lost!”

Chen Kun was so angry he was practically seeing red. He raised his hand and slapped both of them across the face. With two loud thuds, they slammed against the cell wall and were knocked unconscious.

”Well, well, Ye Wushuang. I really didn’t expect this!” Chen Kun then fixed his cold gaze on Ye Wushuang and stepped forward. ”Since you enjoy being served so much, why don’t the two of us serve you now!”

”I’m afraid you’re not qualified!”

Ye Wushuang sneered, understanding exactly what Chen Kun meant by ”serve.”

”Hmph! You’ll find out whether we’re qualified or not!” Ba Ziyun said to Chen Kun, ”You hold him down, and I’ll destroy his Dantian!”

BOOM!

The two attacked Ye Wushuang at the same time.

Ye Wushuang’s expression turned grave. He had only managed to kill someone at the Qi Vortex Realm by forcibly using the power of the Life-Taking Sword.

Although his injuries were healed and he could use it again, he could only kill one of them. The moment he struck, he would be leaving his life in the hands of the other. It was a dead end.

As Chen Kun held Ye Wushuang down, Ba Ziyun closed in. He threw a punch carrying immense destructive energy straight at Ye Wushuang’s Dantian—an incredibly vicious move.

A ruthless look flashed across Ye Wushuang’s face. He couldn’t worry about the consequences anymore. He prepared to use the Life-Taking Sword—he’d kill one of them first and deal with the rest later!

But suddenly, a woman’s sharp cry rang out from outside the cell. ”Stop!” A fierce beam of light shot in, knocking Ba Ziyun’s fist back.

Seizing the opportunity, Ye Wushuang slammed a fist into Chen Kun, sending him stumbling back.

”Who is it?!”

His attack blocked, Ba Ziyun turned to look outside, his expression ugly. But his eyes instinctively narrowed when he saw two graceful figures approaching the cell.

One of them was dressed in a white palace-style gown, as cold as an iceberg and as aloof as a celestial fairy.

”Dii—Qing—xue!”

Upon seeing this person, Ba Ziyun’s heart jumped, and a look of fear flashed in his eyes.

Ye Wushuang looked over as well and saw Dii Qingxue and Yangg Qing’er walking toward the cell.

”Brother Ye, are you alright?” Yangg Qing’er rushed straight into the cell to Ye Wushuang’s side, asking worriedly.

”I’m fine. Besides the poor environment, everything’s been great. I even have people waiting on me. It’s been incredibly comfortable!” Ye Wushuang said with a mocking smile. His words, dripping with sarcasm, made Chen Kun and Ba Ziyun want to cough up blood from rage.

”I am taking him with me,” Dii Qingxue stated coldly. Her tone was direct and domineering.

”Senior Sister Dii, Ye Wushuang has committed a great crime against the Sect. His sin is unforgivable. This subordinate cannot make that decision,” Ba Ziyun replied. If they let Ye Wushuang go, they would have to face Anx Shijie’s wrath, which would be a death sentence. No matter what, they could not let Ye Wushuang go.

”Are you trying to stop me?” Dii Qingxue shot him a cold glance, and an icy pressure bore down on him.

THUD!

Ba Ziyun was instantly forced to his knees, his face filled with terror.

As for Chen Kun, he was so frightened he stumbled back several steps. If even Ba Ziyun was forced to the ground by her aura alone, he stood no chance at all.

”Come with me,” Dii Qingxue said coldly to Ye Wushuang. Without waiting for a reply, she turned and walked out.

”He’s not going anywhere!”

Suddenly, Anx Shijie’s figure appeared in front of Dii Qingxue. ”Dii Qingxue, Ye Wushuang is a major criminal of the Sect under the custody of my Law Enforcement Hall. Without the Sect Master’s order, no one is taking him away.”

”Brother Ye was framed! He’s not guilty at all!” Yangg Qing’er immediately argued.

Dii Qingxue’s fine brows furrowed slightly. She gestured for Yangg Qing’er to be quiet, then said coldly, ”He has not been tried, yet he is being privately detained by the Law Enforcement Elder. You are abusing your power and twisting the law for personal reasons!”

”The evidence of his guilt is ironclad. I was merely apprehending him according to Sect regulations. How is that abusing my power?” Anx Shijie retorted in a low voice.

”Ironclad evidence?” Dii Qingxue repeated coldly. ”If you can produce it, then he is yours to deal with, and I will not interfere. But right now, you cannot touch him.”

”Fine. Fine! FINE!” Anx Shijie was seething, repeating the word three times. ”You want evidence, is that it? Then I will give you evidence.”

Anx Shijie shot a frigid glare at Ye Wushuang, his killing intent so thick it was palpable. It was clear he was absolutely determined to kill him.