Bitter Realm: A Happy Person Traveling Across China

Ye Jinming's eyes still held a hint of mockery as he waved his folding fan, but his tone subtly shifted: "However, I've remembered what you just said. When the apothecary arrives, I will certainly relay it to him verbatim so he can also give his opinion."

Although threatened by Ye Jinming, Tan Wuyu remained calm and composed, like a deep pool or an ancient well, without a ripple: "Suit yourself. Anyway, I didn't say anything. It's all your imagination."

"Oh? Really?" Ye Jinming closed his folding fan, his gaze, which seemed to be both smiling and not smiling, carefully scanned Tan Wuyu's face like a probe, trying to find a flaw.

However, Tan Wuyu, as another renowned figure besides Su Huanzhen of the Bitter Realm, had already reached a state of perfect tranquility in his mental cultivation. No matter how Ye Jinming scrutinized him, he remained calm and composed.

(When it comes to shamelessness, the old-school, immortal system still reigns supreme.)

"Boring." Ye Jinming suddenly felt bored, and the cynical smile on his face faded like the tide, replaced by a deep solemnity.

His gaze slowly swept over everyone present, finally settling on Lian Emei, who was meditating. His tone suddenly turned solemn: "Let's put this matter aside for now. I rushed up the mountain to bring more important, and more 'unexpected' news."

As soon as he finished speaking, not only did Lian Emei's eyes flash like lightning, but the Holy Walker Buddha Sword Fen Shuo and Jin Bazhen, who were standing quietly to the side, also focused their gazes on Ye Jinming.

Buddha Sword spoke in a deep voice, his chanting tinged with curiosity: "Benefactor Ye, please speak!"

However, just as everyone's attention was drawn to the words—

A sudden change has occurred!

Without warning, a ripple like water spread out around Ye Jinming's body. In the blink of an eye, just as Tan Wuyu's words were about to fall and everyone's attention was slightly diverted, he suddenly burst into action!

The target was none other than Jin Bazhen, who was standing not far from Lian Emei!

"Ye Jinming, you?" Lian Emei was the first to notice and shouted. However, Ye Jinming had been preparing for a long time and his speed was faster than the visual perception could capture, like a ghostly shadow tearing through space.

"Watch out!" Buddha Sword Fenshuo reacted swiftly, raising his hand and unleashing a surge of vast Buddhist energy, but he was ultimately half a step too slow.

Tan Wuyu's pupils contracted slightly, and he instinctively raised his whisk, but it was too late to stop him.

Before the look of astonishment on Jin Bazhen's face could fully appear, she felt a gentle yet irresistible mysterious energy penetrate her body, instantly sealing the major acupoints around her body and the true energy in her throat. Her vision went black, and she softly fell backward, only to be caught by Ye Jinming.

"Insolence!" Lian Emei was shocked and furious. Even though her strength had not recovered, in her rage, she flipped her jade hand, and her abundant Dao energy transformed into a powerful palm strike that swept across the land, accompanied by the sound of thunder and lightning, and went straight for Ye Jinming's heart!

Although Buddha Sword Fen Shuo had not yet issued his Buddhist decree, he unleashed a palm strike, and a powerful Buddhist light condensed into a swastika symbol, blocking Ye Jinming's retreat.

Tan Wuyu swept the dust with his whisk, and it transformed into countless threads that entwined around him.

The three-pronged attack instantly encircled them, sealing off the sky and the earth!

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Ye Jinming's feet flashed with mysterious array patterns, and he once again used that unpredictable spatial escape technique. At the last second, he mysteriously "slipped" out from the gap in the attack, leaving only a slowly dissipating afterimage in the original place.

The next moment, Ye Jinming's figure solidified again several feet away.

However, as soon as he appeared, Lian Emei's second palm strike, filled with rage, followed closely, carrying a chilling killing intent that enveloped all his space for maneuver. The palm wind surged, causing rocks to tumble down.

"Wait! Stop! I surrender!" Ye Jinming hurriedly raised his hands, almost dropping his folding fan, and spoke rapidly, "We're all on the same side, I can explain!"

That powerful palm, capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks, abruptly stopped just three inches from his face.

The surging wind from the palm strike sent Ye Jinming's long hair and robes flying wildly behind him, making a rustling sound. The ground beneath his feet had already cracked, but he himself was unharmed.

The palm strike was concentrated but not released, yet the terrifying pressure made the surrounding air almost freeze.

At this moment, Tan Wuyu, who had rushed forward to check on Jin Bazhen's condition, raised his head and quickly said, "Senior, please calm down. The master's movements and five senses are only sealed. His blood and qi are flowing smoothly, and he has no internal injuries."

Buddha Sword also withdrew his Buddhist energy, a thoughtful look on his face. His gaze toward Ye Jinming softened, becoming more inquisitive: "Amitabha. Although Benefactor Ye's actions are unexpected, judging from his previous behavior, he is not a wicked person. Perhaps... there is another reason for this. Let's hear what he has to say first."

Lian Emei's eyes shone with a cold, divine light, locking onto Ye Jinming. Although he had not yet returned to his peak due to the great depletion of his energy, the majesty of an unparalleled Daoist innate master still made it hard for people to breathe.

She slowly withdrew her palm, but her aura still locked onto Ye Jinming, saying each word clearly, "You'd better give me a convincing reason. Otherwise, even if Tan Wuyu and Fojian plead for you, you will not be tolerated on Ping Mountain!"

Ye Jinming breathed a sigh of relief and quickly nodded, his expression returning to seriousness: "Senior, you are wise. I have received reliable intelligence that the Otherworldly Demon Realm is mobilizing a large number of troops, with its elite forces deployed in full force, personally led by the Demon Lord Yama Hanba. They will soon launch a major invasion, their target being Ping Mountain!"

Lian Emei's delicate brows furrowed slightly, her face showing no fear, but rather a rising chilling fighting spirit. She was more concerned about something else: "I anticipated the Demon Realm's actions. We'll deal with them as they come. What I want to ask now is, why did you attack Zhenmei?"

Ye Jinming regained his composure, his tone resolute: "Because Senior Jin Bazhen has likely already been unknowingly ambushed by the Otherworldly Demon Realm, controlled by their evil magic or drugs! She is now very likely an informant planted by the Demon Realm among us. If I had spoken frankly about the strategy just now, the Demon Realm would probably already know everything. To prevent the strategy from being leaked and to ensure that this crucial plan for dealing with the Demon Realm is not revealed, I have no choice but to take this drastic measure and let Senior Jin 'rest' for a while."

"What?" Upon hearing this, Lian Emei, Fojian Fenshuo, and Tan Wuyu all changed their expressions, exchanging bewildered glances.

Tan Wuyu was the quickest to calm down, a glint of wisdom flashing in his eyes: "Jinming, this matter is no small thing. Senior Jin has been staying in Pingshan recently, and she and Senior Lian are like sisters. If she was being controlled, how could we have been completely unaware? Where did you get this information? And how can you be so sure?"

Ye Jinming seemed to have anticipated this question, and said in a deep voice, "Because not long ago, I went to Xiao Penglai for a visit, and there I saw someone who should never be here at this time!"

"Who is it?" Tan Wuyu pressed.

Ye Jinming slowly uttered four words: "Lord of Love and Heaven - Bone Flute".

"A bone flute?" Tan Wuyu raised an eyebrow, unable to hide his surprise. "Why is this person in Xiao Penglai? Why didn't I notice him?"

"That's the key." Ye Jinming tapped his palm lightly with his folding fan. "I've heard the details..."

He paused briefly, organized his thoughts, and recounted how the bone flute had been captured and transformed by the demon realm into the Five-Colored Demoness.

As he narrated, the anger in Lian Emei's eyes gradually subsided, turning into deep thought.

"...Therefore, although it cannot be absolutely certain, the possibility that the Lord has been ambushed by the Demon Realm is extremely high. To ensure everything is in order, I have no choice but to take the risk. If I have offended anyone, I will be willing to apologize to Lord Jin once the truth is revealed." After Ye Jinming finished speaking, he cupped his hands in a respectful bow, his attitude sincere.

Tan Wuyu pondered for a moment, looked at Lian Emei and Fojian Fenshuo, and slowly nodded: "What you said is somewhat shocking, but there are doubts."

Lian Emei remained silent for a long while, her sharp gaze sweeping over Ye Jinming's composed face inch by inch, before looking at Jin Bazhen, who was unconscious and showed no signs of injury. Finally, the intimidating aura around her slowly subsided.

She said coldly, "I will personally investigate this matter. But if you utter a single falsehood, or if Zhenmei is found to have made any mistake..."

The unspoken words sent a chill down my spine.

Ye Jinming cupped his hands again: "That's only right. Please feel free to check, senior."

At this moment, Tan Wuyu spoke up to smooth things over, "Let's drop this matter for now. By the way, Jinming, you just mentioned that the Demon Realm is preparing for a large-scale attack. What do you think we should do in response?"

"The strategy is naturally to lure the snake out of its hole, surround it, and then ambush its reinforcements, trapping it like a turtle in a jar!"