Starting from the prison, an infinite simulation

Swish!

With a roar from Zhao Hao, several green snake-like figures surged out from his sleeves, their scarlet eyes reflecting Jiang Yueming's solemn expression, and their blood-red fangs bared as they attacked.

A deadly aura swept over him, abruptly interrupting Jiang Yueming's thoughts as he pondered a countermeasure. His sharp eyes immediately turned cold, and he quickly retreated.

However, before he could even move, a cold and murderous voice came from behind him, and then the spiritual energy in front of him rapidly condensed into ten ancient black swords shrouded in malevolent energy.

"Ten Directions Fiend Sword, Guardian Style, Sword Fiend Domain!"

The ten evil swords that were lying horizontally around Jiang Yueming suddenly flashed with black light, and the next moment they circled around him and plunged straight into the ground, the swords vibrating and hissing.

Before Jiang Yueming could even react, the green venomous snakes had already pounced on him, their two sharp fangs about to bite through his nose.

The ten evil swords stuck diagonally in the ground suddenly surged with power, and a blood-red circular magic array faintly appeared under Jiang Yueming's feet. Almost the instant the power appeared, the poisonous snakes instantly dissolved into nothingness in the void.

"Huh, what's going on?" Zhao Hao exclaimed in surprise when he realized that his move had been neutralized.

That move was a deadly strike, leaving absolutely no room for retreat. Even if Jiang Yueming, with his late-stage Condensation Realm strength, used three more spiritual techniques, he would still be unable to withstand that powerful move from a true Primordial Realm expert.

The venomous snake vanished without a trace, and the ten ancient swords turned into wisps of smoke and scattered. Jiang Yueming's eyes flickered slightly, and he hurriedly turned his head to look at someone.

A shift in gaze revealed a stern and beautiful goddess, her jade-like face concealing pain, her palm pressed against her chest as if suppressing something, her delicate right fingers shimmering with starlight.

Clearly, Ye Mo blocked that attack for Jiang Yueming.

puff!

Despite the dire situation, Ye Mo still managed to use some of her spiritual energy to save Jiang Yueming. The pain in her chest intensified, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Ye Mo!" Seeing this, Jiang Yueming didn't care whether Zhao Hao would attack her from behind and ran straight towards Ye Mo.

"You...don't come any closer." Ye Mo's beautiful eyes slowly dimmed, and her body went limp and she fell to the ground.

boom!

Fortunately, Jiang Yueming caught her in time. The soft, delicate body in his arms felt as cold as holding a thousand-year-old iceberg!

A strange pang of pain welled up in his heart. He could sense that there was something extremely terrifying inside Ye Mo's body. If it were released, the surrounding tens of millions of miles would probably be reduced to nothingness!

Strange? What's wrong with her?

Jiang Yueming frowned slightly, reached out and fed Ye Mo the Purifying Spirit Pill from his palm to her bloodied lips, and seeing that she refused to speak, said, "Hurry up and eat it, I have plenty of these Purifying Spirit Pills."

With his intelligence, he naturally understood Ye Mo's concerns, so he lied to her.

As soon as the words left her lips, Ye Mo shook her head, still refusing to speak. Her eyes were fixed on Jiang Yueming, as if she wanted to say something but couldn't bring herself to say it.

Finally, she gripped Jiang Yueming's shoulder tightly with her delicate hand, forcing herself to stand up, and said softly, "You should leave. I saved that girl first; this has nothing to do with me."

Jiang Yueming quickly helped Ye Mo to her feet, putting on a nonchalant air while saying with a pained expression, "Big sister, have you forgotten? You still owe me a year's worth of meals. If you die, who will cook for me?"

"I'm incredibly lazy and have a stomach problem. You can save a complete stranger, so why can't you save me?"

His slightly playful words amused Ye Mo, and a faint smile unconsciously appeared on her lips. She gently pushed him away, saying, "Get lost! Who are you to ask me to save you?"

Jiang Yueming smiled, put his arm around Ye Moliu's waist to steady her, and looked up at Huang Yuyuan again.

Ye Mo blushed slightly when he suddenly pulled her into his arms. She tried to push him away, but found she had no strength at all.

She had no choice but to let the big bad guy hold her, and she needed to rest for a while to completely suppress the discomfort in her body.

Yet, a ripple of emotion stirred within her delicate heart, as if a sweet feeling had melted within her. She repeatedly reminded herself not to get so close to Jiang Yueming, but each time she ended up getting so close…

"Huang Yuyuan, is being a second-grade alchemist really that impressive? Can you refine third-grade pills?" Jiang Yueming raised an eyebrow and asked with a teasing smile.

When he saw the Cleansing Spirit Pill in Ye Mo's hand, he suddenly thought of a way to break the deadlock.

Since Huang Yuyuan values ​​the status and identity of alchemists so much, then he will use their own methods against them!

The third-grade pill, the Spirit Purification Pill, in his hand could only be refined by a third-grade alchemist, making it a significant disadvantage compared to Huang Yuyuan's second-grade alchemist status.

He wanted to see if Huang Yuyuan, this third-grade alchemist, was afraid or not!

"Oh, you stinking worm, you really have no taste. Alchemists are the most powerful profession in this Imperial Continent, isn't that amazing?"

Hearing Jiang Yueming's utterly ignorant question, Zhao Hao's contempt for him deepened even further.

Hmph! A low-level web crawler is just a web crawler; it doesn't understand anything and is truly ignorant of its own limitations!

No wonder they will always live at the bottom, at our mercy of humiliation, exploitation and oppression!

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yueming ignored Zhao Hao as always, her gaze remaining fixed on Huang Yuyuan.

Huang Yuyuan's eyes darkened, and he stood up with the strength of his legs. He slowly walked towards Jiang Yueming and said, "Although I cannot refine third-grade pills, I can protect the people I want to protect."

"We will not allow her to be harmed or humiliated because of her status or position."

After speaking, Huang Yuyuan stopped abruptly, a faint smile on his face, waiting for Jiang Yueming to respond.

Jiang Yueming's brows furrowed, and his expression gradually became solemn.

He knew that Huang Yuyuan was subtly mocking his identity and ridiculing his incompetence, urging him to release Ye Mo.

Huang Yuyuan is a genuine member of the upper class, a young master of a powerful family.

Jiang Yueming was just an ordinary citizen, or what they called a lowly worm!

In Huang Yuyuan's view, if Jiang Yueming had any power or background, if he were from an upper-class noble family like them, Ye Mo would not have fallen into such a situation.

From initially being hesitant to help the kneeling commoners, they are now caught in a dilemma.

The root cause, besides being manipulated by the powerful and influential, is that they themselves are not strong enough, lacking a solid backer and background to rely on.

In stark contrast were the extremely arrogant Huang and Zhao, who stood before them.

"Oh, right, besides protection, I can also provide expensive BMWs and luxurious residences, ensuring that those I want to protect are spared the hardships of life."

Huang Yuyuan suddenly opened his arms and sneered at Jiang Yueming, "May I ask Young Master Jiang a question? As a lowly crawler, what do you think of all these things you've said?"

"Can you afford it?"