On our wedding day, I castrated my fiancée's white moonlight.

"ah…………"

As soon as Su Qingli opened her mouth, lake water poured in.

The man in her arms was burning hot all over. Even more terrifying, a powerful suction force came from Ye Fan's body, sucking away all the Yin energy in her body.

"Ye Fan, you..."

Su Qingli was about to explode.

His other mouth was also blocked by Ye Fan.

"ah--!"

Su Qingli almost fainted; her Yin essence, which she had preserved for twenty-one years, vanished in an instant.

In Su Qingli's mind, the image of a young man appeared, dressed in white, like a god descending to earth.

"Waaah... Senior Brother Liu, I'm so sorry..."

A feeling of humiliation washed over me!

At this moment, the two old women from the Taiyin Holy Land who were watching the battle on the lakeside also sensed that something was wrong and flew over on the water.

"Qingli!"

The lake water ahead was boiling, and Ye Fan and Su Qingli sank to the bottom.

"Help!"

The two old women gave a low shout and were about to dive to the bottom of the lake.

"No...don't come down!" Su Qingli screamed, her voice trembling.

If someone saw her being...doed by Ye Fan right now...how would she ever face anyone again? How would she ever face Senior Brother Liu?

Two elderly women asked in confusion, "Qingli, how are you?"

Su Qingli tried her best to keep her tone calm: "I...I'm fine! I've already subdued this kid!"

"I'm pressing him for details about the forces behind him!"

"yes!"

The two old women had no suspicions whatsoever.

After all, Su Qingli is a sixth-order Martial Grandmaster, while Ye Fan is merely an eighth-order Martial Spirit. He is no match for Su Qingli at all!

To cover it up, Su Qingli shouted, "Ye Fan! Tell me the truth, who's behind you... ah... who is it?"

"What? Ah... okay! I understand!"

"Ye Fan, I'll ask you again..."

Su Qingli interrogated him for half an hour.

The water surface gradually returned to calm.

Ye Fan regained his senses and was shocked to find that he had actually broken through!

"A first-tier Martial King!"

In his arms, he was tightly holding a young girl who looked like a female bodhisattva.

It was Su Qingli!

Ye Fan was taken aback: "What are you doing here?"

Su Qingli's nose stung with tears, and she burst into tears of anger: "You still dare to talk back! If it weren't for you, Ye Fan, I would have killed you!"

……

Fifteen minutes later.

Ye Fan walked out of the Taiyin Holy Land's palace as if nothing had happened, and countless gazes immediately fell on him.

"Huh? What's going on?"

"The aura emanating from this boy! Hiss! He's advanced?"

At the entrance of the Taiyin Holy Land Palace, the guards were all utterly astonished.

An hour ago, when Ye Fan entered the Taiyin Holy Land Palace, he was only an eighth-level Martial Spirit!

An hour later, he actually exuded the aura of a first-level Martial King!

"What exactly is going on?"

……

When Ye Fan left the Taiyin Holy Land Palace.

Deep in the ancestral homeland of the Wang family.

Holding the invitation personally written by Wang Chang'an for Ye Fan in his hand, Wang Lie trembled with rage: "Father! That little beast Ye Fan, he publicly displayed your invitation!"

"Rumors are circulating that you spoke humbly! They claim Ye Fan killed two of your sons and a grandson!"

"You're still trying to appease him! Now everyone outside is talking about you, and the things they say are awful..."

Wang Chang'an remained calm.

All of this was within his expectations.

"Just as I expected!"

"Father! How can you still tolerate this little beast humiliating you like this?" Wang Lie trembled with anger.

Wang Chang'an said calmly, "Once this invitation is sent out, what will the Divine City think of my Wang family?"

"What will Zhongzhou think of my return home?"

Wang Lie's face was grim: "They naturally think that our Wang family has backed down and is afraid of Ye Fan."

"And Ye Fan's arrogance will only rise even higher."

"good."

Wang Chang'an nodded slowly: "Once Ye Fan receives the signal and my Wang family backs down, he will lower his guard against us!"

"At the same time, Ye Fan's arrogance will only rise, and he will inevitably become even more reckless!"

"Whom the gods would destroy, they first make mad!"

Just then.

An old butler rushed in and quickly reported, "Master, Ye Fan has come out of the Taiyin Holy Land's palace."

"Everything is as usual, the only strange thing is that this kid actually advanced!"

Wang Chang'an frowned: "What do you mean this kid has advanced?"

"This... When Ye Fan entered the Taiyin Holy Land Palace, he was an eighth-level Martial Spirit! When he came out, everyone found that he had broken through to the first-level Martial King. His aura was still unstable, as if he had just broken through!" the old steward said hurriedly.

Wang Chang'an and Wang Lie were both taken aback.

"Could we have guessed wrong? Is the power behind this child the Taiyin Sacred Land?"

"No way!"

"If it weren't for the Taiyin Holy Land, how could he have advanced within its palace? That's impossible!"

Just as the two were speculating...

"Grandpa!" Wang Teng walked in with a somber expression.

……

Ye Fan returned to the Crimson Merchant Guild's Black Gold Building, which, starting today, will also be the Divine City branch of the World's Number One Auction House.

As soon as I entered the hall, I saw Seroli sitting there.

There was also a young man, gently waving a folding fan, with a black leather suitcase in front of him.

Upon seeing Ye Fan return, Sai Luoli immediately stood up to greet him: "Ye Fan! You're finally back! How did it go?"

Ye Fan shook his head, his gaze falling on the young man with the folding fan: "And who is this?"

Sai Luoli explained, "His name is Zhao Wuji, and I am a senior manager of Wanbaolou, just like before! Zhao Wuji is here today to represent Wanbaolou in cooperating with our Tianxia Diyi Zhuang."

"Wasn't it always Su Muzhe before?" Ye Fan asked, puzzled.

Sai Luoli sighed, "Given Wanbaolou's style of doing things, Su Muzhe's repeated failures have probably led to his loss of trust."

Zhao Wuji smiled and said, "It seems that Young Master Ye not only likes Sai Luoli, but also Su Muzhe!"

"Our Wanbaolou management anticipated all of this, which is why we specially presented Su Muzhe to you!"

Ye Fan frowned: "Give it to me?"

Zhao Wuji smiled mysteriously.

He raised his hand and opened the black leather suitcase, and a pale human head instantly came into view.

"what!"

Sai Luoli gasped in surprise, took a few steps back in fright, and covered her mouth tightly.

Ye Fan was startled.

Inside the suitcase was Su Muzhe's head! And her snow-white body, which had been dismembered into eight pieces, her head severed, her torso, thighs, and arms neatly arranged in the suitcase.

Not a single bloodstain! Fair skin.

It's a body that was drained of blood before being dismembered.

Ye Fan felt a chill run down his spine: "What do you mean?"

Zhao Wuji smiled and said, "Young Master Ye, Su Muzhe previously withheld 15 billion spirit stones belonging to the Qin family without authorization."

"Some time ago, we secretly showed you hostility, which was not Wanbaolou's intention."

"Including this time, she has messed up several things in a row since she just took office as the young master of the building! She is really not up to the task, so after discussion, the senior management of Wanbaolou unanimously decided to send her to you."