Trading system, I exchanged vegetables for golden pills.

The young man in white led a group of more than a dozen people and set off in a grand procession.

Watching the white-robed youth's departing figure, the head of the Wang family couldn't help but sigh, "Alas, if he had become your disciple back then, he wouldn't have ended up like this!"

The head of the Wang family was naturally referring to his son.

His son wasn't interested in the tedious cultivation process and only knew how to play all day, resulting in the villa and his son being burned down.

If he had a skill to rely on, he would probably be as lively and energetic as the young man in white right now.

The nameless master also sighed, "Brother Buyi, please accept my condolences. Let that brat be arrogant for a while. Once we get the inheritance, that will be his death day!"

The head of the Wang family narrowed his eyes to slits and nodded: "Hmph, I'm going to use the cruelest torture on him, making him wish he were dead!"

These words were definitely what he truly felt. At this moment, he was nothing like the gentle and refined gentleman he had just been; his eyes revealed a murderous intent.

Actually, this is easy to understand; the hatred of killing one's son is irreconcilable.

Especially since Wang Shao is his only son.

If he could let go of the hatred for killing his son, then he would truly be too detached from worldly desires and could have long ago sought immortality and enlightenment.

What else is there that he can't let go of?

Therefore, once Ye Chen has been completely drained of his last bit of value, his fate is sealed.

Ye Chen is now nothing more than fish on a chopping board, waiting for the butcher's knife to fall.

Just then, a beam of white light suddenly appeared in the tea room, enveloping the nameless master.

The nameless master only had time for his pupils to shrink before he froze in place, motionless.

A ball of light, slightly larger than normal, detached from his body, seemingly struggling in vain.

But that's all.

Even an old man about to reach the Foundation Establishment stage couldn't break free, let alone a cultivator at the sixth level of Qi Refining, Master Wuming.

The head of the Wang family stared blankly at this scene, his mouth agape.

What, what is this thing?

This scene was beyond his comprehension, leaving him momentarily at a loss for what to do.

"Brother Wuming?" the head of the Wang family called out softly.

However, the nameless master still did not make any move.

The head of the Wang family watched helplessly as the small ball of light scattered its radiance and then disappeared along with the white light.

After the small ball of light disappeared, the nameless master collapsed to the ground, completely limp.

"Brother Wuming?" the head of the Wang family called out again.

However, the nameless master who fell to the ground did not respond.

The head of the Wang family swallowed hard, stood up, and walked towards the nameless master.

Just then, a voice echoed in his mind: "Patriarch Wang, how have you been?"

The head of the Wang family shuddered and looked around!

He instinctively tried to shout, but it was too late; he could no longer make a sound.

Fear began to show in the eyes of the Wang family patriarch; it was fear of an unknown power.

The inability to speak does not impair mental communication.

"Who's speaking? Is it a person or a ghost?!"

"We just had tea, so tell me, am I a human or a ghost?" A familiar voice echoed in his mind.

Like a bolt from the blue, it left the head of the Wang family with a buzzing head.

"Ye, Ye Chen, are you Ye Chen? No, no, impossible, didn't you go back to Longjin Residential Area?"

The head of the Wang family looked on in disbelief.

How could Ye Chen be here? But this voice is clearly Ye Chen's.

"Since you know about the existence of the Xuanmen, you must know that there are always people more capable than you, and there are always higher realms to conquer. I didn't touch you just now because I was afraid of leaving any evidence against you, but now I have an alibi!" Ye Chen chuckled.

"Ye, Ye Chen, where are you? Come out and talk! Did you do this to Master Wuming? What happened to him? Didn't I say I wouldn't hold you responsible?" The head of the Wang family was now completely panicked, and his thoughts were in disarray.

Ye Chen's methods were too unpredictable and bizarre, even more profound than those of the nameless master. How could he not be flustered?

"You're such a hypocrite! You actually put on an act for this so-called alchemy inheritance. I must say, you did a pretty good job. Tsk tsk tsk, you want to make me wish I were dead? Hmm, quite vicious. No wonder you're the head of the family!"

The head of the Wang family was utterly shocked: "Ye Chen, it really is you! How did you get here? Where are you? How can you communicate directly in my mind? That was all a misunderstanding, I was just saying it casually!"

The head of the Wang family now has 100,000 "whys"!

However, the only answer Ye Chen gave was a simple one: "A frog in a well naturally doesn't know how vast the outside world is. Even if I told you, you wouldn't understand. Have you thought of your last words? I'll give you three seconds!"

The head of the Wang family was terrified like never before, his mind screaming wildly: "Ye, Ye Chen, let's talk this out! I can give you anything you want, no..."

"You'll be there in three seconds. Go reunite with the nameless master and your dog son!" Ye Chen's voice boomed in the mind of the Wang family patriarch.

At the same time, a beam of white light enveloped the head of the Wang family, and a small ball of light was pulled out.

The head of the Wang family collapsed to the ground, motionless.

Ye Chen snorted coldly and left Meilong Manor directly.

The Wang family patriarch and the nameless master must be eliminated; they know too much and have already set their sights on him.

The two sides are now at loggerheads, and only one side can survive.

Ye Chen naturally wished that he was on this side, so he could only ask the two of them to go down first.

If Ye Chen doesn't take action, endless trouble awaits him.

Ye Chen boarded the Xuan Tian Boat and soon spotted the white-clad youth's convoy halfway up the mountain; it was actually just three vehicles.

The young man in white was in the last car, with only him and a driver inside.

That young man in white is bringing people to find him, it would be a bit unreasonable not to arrange something for him!

Ye Chen smirked and flicked out a shuttle needle. Under Ye Chen's precise control, the shuttle needle delivered an artistic explosion to the car's front wheel.

The sudden malfunction caused the vehicle to lose control instantly. By sheer coincidence, it was just around a bend when the vehicle slid sideways, crashed into the guardrail, and overturned!

"Ah—" the young man in white screamed, not knowing what had happened.

Everything happened so suddenly that he could only grab the car's handrail and follow the car as it rolled off the road and down the hillside.

Although the young man in white was a cultivator at the third level of Qi Refining, he was still thrown around and spun around by the sudden impact.

The only thing he could do was to use his spiritual power to protect the vital parts of his body and prevent further damage from the impact.

One of the three cars was gone when they went around the bend.

When the first two vehicles realized the last car was missing, it had already driven twenty or thirty meters away.

The people in the two cars ahead hurriedly got out and ran back to check, only to find that the car carrying the young man in white had already rushed down the mountain.

The group exchanged bewildered glances, and one of the men couldn't help but exclaim, "Holy crap, they even crashed through the guardrail? I wouldn't dare drive like that in a racing game!"