Heaven rewards diligence; he fought his way through chaos to become a saint.

"Master Ye, it's my turn to send you on your way!"

After saying that, the man pounced like an arrow released from a bow.

His arms suddenly coiled like giant pythons, waving wildly, but those were all feints. His right arm suddenly swelled up, his five fingers like hooks, tearing through the air and aiming straight for Ye Ci's throat.

Ye Ci raised his sword.

Chop it down.

The two forces collided with a loud boom, and were then separated by an invisible shockwave.

Ye Ci grunted and took a few steps back.

Observing the person in front of me, his body proportions are off, his face is a sickly bluish-purple, and his arms hang down to his knees in an eerie manner, giving off a strange feeling.

"You think I'm just a regular practitioner of internal energy cultivation?"

Han let out a sinister laugh, his expression filled with anger and madness.

He felt that he possessed a strength that Ye Ci could not comprehend, a strength that ordinary martial artists with internal energy could not match. At this moment, he felt that he could snap Ye Ci's neck with just one move.

They remained silent.

The man stomped his foot, shattering the bluestone slab, and his speed suddenly increased several times compared to before. His right arm shot out fiercely, aiming for Ye Ci's throat.

The next second, he would hear the sound of the other person's throat cracking.

Ye Ci neither dodged nor avoided, a barely perceptible smile curving his lips.

Just as the man lunged forward, Ye Ci suddenly raised his right arm and slammed it down.

"Embracing the Mountain Seal"

"What?"

The man was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, he felt as if he had been hit hard by a mountain.

"boom!"

Accompanied by a series of teeth-grinding cracking sounds, the person was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing through the wall and landing in the alley.

The loud noise attracted people on the street, who craned their necks to look into the alley.

There was a large hole in the wall of the alley.

A man covered in blood sat slumped on the ground, his face filled with shock and horror.

Then, in everyone's sight, a tall figure stepped out.

"How dare you? Didn't you see how Boss Liu died?"

"They're actually sending me on my way?!"

Ye Ci shook his head with a regretful expression, sheathed the knife, and walked step by step toward the man.

Now that he is using the Mountain Embracing Seal, his muscles and bones do not feel as torn as last time, and he can use it at least twice more.

Compared to when he attacked the Seven Fiends of Liushan, Ye Ci's strength had increased, and the Baoshan Seal was also more powerful than before.

Not only was the man alive, but he also seemed to have plenty of energy left, which amazed Ye Ci.

After calming her surging emotions, Ye Ci walked up to the man.

"I'll give you one more chance. Who is the master?"

"boom!"

Upon hearing Ye Ci's questioning, the man slammed his hands on the ground, sending stones flying.

The next moment, he moved like a monkey, his arms gripping the wall, and with a "whoosh," he leaped seven or eight steps away, rushing towards the crowd.

"Ahhh—"

The elegant ladies on the street screamed in panic, creating chaos.

"Can they still escape?"

"Pretty hard..."

Ye Ci pushed off with his feet, and his figure shot out like an arrow.

Inside the silk shop.

Shen Xin sensed that her niece seemed somewhat disinterested, but she couldn't figure out what the problem was.

The young lady picked up a ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) with both hands, examined it for a moment, and then gently shook her head.

Then, her gaze fell on an exquisite sandalwood box.

The shop assistant chimed in, "Miss, this is made of the finest crimson brocade, and the embroidery is done by the best embroiderers in the capital. You'll see for yourself when you take a look."

The moment the box was opened, a bright and dazzling bright red wedding dress came into view. The fabric was the finest bright red brocade, thick and luxurious in texture, with a warm luster.

Deng Deng Deng!

The change came without any warning.

First came a short footstep outside the door, followed by a loud thud as something heavy collided.

The force was so great that dust fell from the roof beams in a flurry.

Before Shen Yixi could react, with a loud crash, the hinges of the carved wooden door at the shop entrance were knocked off.

Amidst the flying sawdust, a figure, covered in blood, crashed heavily in, slamming straight into the wooden racks hanging with silks by the door.

The wooden frame shook violently, and the hanging silks all fell off, crimson brocade, plain white satin, and darkly patterned gauze intertwined and clung to the person like an unexpected rain of colors, covering them completely.

He lay curled up amidst the fallen silks, his body covered in blood, a stark contrast to the soft fabrics around him.

"ah!!"

Shen Xin, who had never seen such a scene before, let out a piercing scream.

Shen Yixi raised her eyes and saw a figure carrying a knife slowly walking in from outside the shop.

She withdrew her gaze, picked up the bright red wedding dress with both hands, and examined it closely.

thump--

The man's figure had shrunk back to a short and stocky shape.

He collapsed to his knees, groaning and kowtowing repeatedly in Ye Ci's direction.

"Spare me! Spare me!"

Ye Ci stepped forward, and the blade slashed down instantly.

With a dull thud, the man's arm was severed, and thick blood splattered, sticking to the brocade beside him.

Upon witnessing such a bloody scene, Miss Shen Xin covered her mouth with both hands in fright.

To her horror, the young man with the knife stood with his foot on the short, stocky man, his expression seemingly gentle, yet one dared not look him in the eye.

"Speak!" Ye Ci said.

The waiter next to him trembled with fear. Just as he was feeling scared, he saw something even more terrifying.

Ye Ci plunged his knife into the man's abdomen with a soft thud, then stood with his eyes lowered, waiting quietly.

"Who is the master?" Ye Ci asked.

Those around them didn't know how to describe the scene before them.

Countless people crowded outside the shop, peering in as they watched the young man swat the short, stocky man away like a chick, sending him crashing into the silk shop.

Ye Ci drew his sword, and just when everyone thought it was over, he stabbed him again with a thud.

"Tell me, and I'll give you a quick answer."

The emotionless voice sent chills down everyone's spines.

"Hehehe—"

The man's eyes gradually turned bloodshot, and the pain had driven him to madness.

"Is this the person?"

Ye Ci pulled her up from the ground and faced Shen Yiqian in front of him.

Blood and tears welled in the man's eyes, his whole body trembled, and he made panting sounds.

"I want this dress."

Ye Ci glanced to the side and saw that the girl in front of him was holding a bright red wedding dress.

The lines outlined in gold thread are delicate and smooth, occasionally adorned with tiny pearls and jade buttons, making it both elegant and grand.

Compared to the trembling Shen Xin, this girl was surprisingly calm.

"Red is quite pleasing to the eye," she said.

Ye Ci stopped talking nonsense, grabbed the man's hair, and pulled him up.

Knife up and down.

puff!

Blood splattered three feet away.

Ye Ci sheathed his knife and walked out of the shop.

For him, the answer was already there.

The waiter scrambled to his feet, staring at the mess in the room, his lips trembling as he couldn't utter a word.

"What is Master Ye doing?!"

Shen Xin stepped forward and took her niece's arm. She had never seen such a scene before, and her arms trembled uncontrollably.

What terrified her even more was that the head lying on the ground gradually turned a strange bluish-purple color, which was extremely frightening.

Shen Yixi's gaze left the wedding dress and fell on the bluish-purple head, and she shook her head slightly.

"I was wrong."

"What?" Shen Xin asked.

Shen Yixi raised her head slightly, revealing her fair neck, and said softly:

"Wrap my clothes up for me."