Starting from the prison, an infinite simulation

"Jiang Yueming! Let go!"

Ye Mo's beautiful eyes flashed with three murderous intents as she looked straight at Jiang Yueming. Her brows furrowed involuntarily, and she suddenly stood up. Only when she raised her hand did she realize that she could not mobilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth at all.

She could only stare nervously at the life-or-death situation ahead, hoping that Jiang Yueming would listen to her and release Huang Yuyuan quickly.

He was truly frightened by Huang Yuyuan's actions. How could he possibly withstand the combined attack of three ancient cultivators? What if he got injured?

She had no more medicine powder to apply to Jiang Yueming's wounds, and she had also consumed the only Pure Spirit Pill she had.

With such a dramatic change in the scene, the people who had been kneeling on the ground all looked up to see what was happening.

They were all on edge because Jiang Yueming dared to directly attack Huang Yuyuan!

That's a second-grade alchemist!

Throughout the Holy Dragon Empire, apart from the sect leaders of some major sects, all other elders had to show him some respect, yet now he was almost strangled to death by a child!

If this gets out, Huang Yuyuan will become a laughing stock in Shengjing City. The dignified second prince has been tricked and strangled to death by a child.

Perhaps everyone was too surprised, no one realized that Huang Yuyuan was the most powerful among everyone present, how could he be so easily strangled by Jiang Yueming?

Swish!

Just as Zhao Hao and the others were about to approach Jiang Yueming, Huang Yuyuan suddenly stretched out an arm to block them, and a hoarse voice echoed in the void: "You...you all...go back."

"But Master, you..." Li Jianwen asked anxiously.

After the words were spoken, Huang Yuyuan stopped talking and simply waved his arm, continuing to signal them to go back.

A moment later, Zhao Hao and the others had no choice but to turn back to their original positions, their three pairs of eyes fixed on Jiang Yueming like hungry wolves eyeing a lamb.

"Heh... Jiang... Yue..." Huang Yuyuan's lips curled up contemptuously, showing no intention of resisting.

He knew that Jiang Yueming couldn't possibly kill him on the spot, because without him, who could save these people?

Jiang Yueming knew this too, and loosened the five fingers that were tightly gripping Huang Yuyuan's neck, desperately suppressing the murderous intent that was about to erupt in her eyes.

In the instant Huang Yuyuan handed him the bowl, he recalled the wealthy second-generation heir from years ago, his mocking expression and sarcastic tone.

The second-generation's kick shattered his little hope in life. After he kicked the bowl to pieces, Jiang Yueming found another broken bowl in the garbage dump.

Strangely, ever since that day, no one on the street dared to give him a single bite to eat, making his life extremely difficult afterward.

As for why, it goes without saying.

"Jiang Yueming, you are really amazing. Even though you are always in the thick of things, you manage to escape danger at every turn."

As Huang Yuyuan sensed the suffocating feeling in his neck dissipate, the curve of his lips deepened, and his expression became extremely arrogant.

"What a pity, you are ultimately nothing more than a lowly worm," Huang Yuyuan said with a sinister smile as he slowly raised the porcelain bowl in his hand.

"You lack sufficient strength, putting you on the defensive from the start; you lack connections, destined to lose from the outset."

Huang Yuyuan placed the porcelain bowl in front of Jiang Yueming and sneered, "Let me tell you the truth, I'm not afraid of the Li family at all, because we're in cahoots."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yueming's expression suddenly changed. For the first time in her life, she felt fear, and her hand gripping Huang Yuyuan's neck trembled.

If Huang Yuyuan's statement is true, then why did he back down when Huang used the Li family to pressure him? Was it just to show these people the fruitless result of their repeated resistance?

No, that's not right. It's possible, but Jiang Yueming's intuition tells her that it's definitely not that possibility!

Jiang Yueming suddenly recalled that day in the wedding hall, when he clearly met Li Tianyun for the first time, yet Li Tianyun seemed to know him very well.

Seeing him immediately tell me to seize the opportunity, I can't help but feel apprehensive when I think about it now.

"Hehe, Jiang Yueming, I can see from your eyes that you are very unwilling."

"That's true. You wouldn't kneel so easily if it weren't for these people, but that's your fate as a lowly servile being!"

Huang Yuyuan pressed the bowl against Jiang Yueming's lips, his eyes filled with endless mockery, as if a giant was looking down on a weak ant!

Huang Yuyuan deliberately lowered his voice during the conversation between the two, so that even if outsiders could hear it, it would be as faint as the flapping of a mosquito's wings.

Ye Mo couldn't hear their conversation clearly from afar, but she could tell from Jiang Yueming's changing expression that the atmosphere seemed unfavorable to him.

No one knows what Huang Yuyuan said to Jiang Yueming, but it made Jiang Yueming feel a little scared!

Although she had only known Jiang Yueming for a short time, he rarely showed such negative emotions. Something must have exceeded his expectations, otherwise he wouldn't have felt this way.

Zhao Hao and the others seemed to have noticed Jiang Yueming's emotional fluctuations, and their tense bodies relaxed. They thought to themselves that Huang Yuyuan was a genuine expert of the Primordial Realm.

How could Jiang Yueming, with only a late-stage Nascent Soul Realm cultivation, possibly threaten Huang Yuyuan? Their previous worries were truly unfounded.

"I think we should just wait for Yu Yuan here. Even though Jiang Yueming is holding you by the neck right now, Yu Yuan actually has the upper hand."

Zhao Hao clasped his hands together to calm the surging spiritual energy within him, and then spoke.

Upon hearing this, Li Jianwen thought for a moment and also restrained his spiritual energy and killing moves.

In his haste, he forgot about Huang Yuyuan's background and strength. If Jiang Yueming wanted to kill him, he would need to cultivate for several hundred more years.

Seeing that the three noblemen seemed to have quieted down, the common people also lowered their heads and dared not watch any longer, but each of them had their own plans.

Alas, we lower-class people really can't fight against those powerful upper classes. We are born to be enslaved.

Regardless of what happens to Young Master Jiang in the end, I just hope Young Master Huang can quickly make the medicine for me; my family can't wait any longer.

It's a pity, Young Master Jiang. To save my brother's life, I have no choice but to stand on Young Master Huang's side.

Huang Yuyuan, of course, couldn't hear these servile whispers. He just felt that he couldn't force the bowl into Jiang Yueming's mouth, and sneered again, "Jiang Yueming, do you want to change your fate? Do you want to climb to the top of the pyramid?"

"Hehe, let me tell you the only way for a poor person to climb the pyramid," Huang Yuyuan suddenly said, his lips close to Jiang Yueming's ear, his voice as soft as a feather.

"The solution is... to dream!"

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Yueming's pupils constricted in an instant, her face turned as cold as ice, she opened her mouth and bit the porcelain bowl, twisted her left elbow and aimed it at Huang Yuyuan's face, and slashed hard.

The swift and powerful elbow strike sent Huang Yuyuan flying backward, spitting out a mouthful of bright red blood and several bloody teeth the size of soybeans in mid-air.

"Yu Yuan!"

"Owner!"