Du Yameng, despite being a strong businesswoman, was still a normal person at heart.
No matter how well she concealed her killing intent, the few guards of Sun Sicun in the room immediately sensed it.
They had been on high alert.
The moment Du Yameng made her move, it meant she had failed!
"You slut!"
Sun Sicun snapped back to his senses, his entire being erupting in fury. His expression contorted like a rabid dog's as he yelled, "Tie this bitch up! And go to Jiangcheng, bring all the Du family members over!"
"I'll let these insects know what happens when they anger me... Ahhhhhh!"
*Chih!*
Mid-sentence, a cold glint flashed past!
The Cold Light Sword pierced through the chest of the burly man in front of Sun Sicun, severed Sun Sicun's arm, stabbed through the sofa, and then plunged into the floor like it was piercing tofu!
Blood splattered, dyeing the entire room red.
"My arm!!! My arm!"
Sun Sicun screamed in agony, his face a mask of terror as he looked at the guard who had fallen onto the coffee table in front of him.
Feng Ke emerged from the shadows, her face cold. "This scumbag, I can't stand it anymore."
Seeing Feng Ke appear, another guard in the room drew a pistol from his back and unhesitatingly pulled the trigger, emptying the clip!
*Bang bang bang!*
The muzzle spat flames, but Feng Ke didn't even glance at the man. The Cold Light Sword, stuck in the floor, flew back into her hand. Then, with a flash of sword light, the whistling bullets were instantly sliced in half by sword energy!
The gunman's expression changed drastically as he quickly reloaded. However, before he could even raise his gun, the Cold Light Sword flew out of Feng Ke's hand again, easily piercing his forehead and pinning him to the wall!
He was as dead as could be.
"Seeking death!!!"
The two burly men guarding the door, seeing Feng Ke kill two people the moment she appeared, both circulated their cultivation techniques. They instantly grew over three meters tall, like two mountains of flesh!
However, before they could even make a move, Ye Ling pushed the door open. The demonic energy swirling around him transformed into two giant claws, gripping their heads.
The demonic energy constricted!
*Bang!*
Blood splattered!
Two headless corpses slowly collapsed to the ground.
All four of the elite guards meticulously cultivated by the Medicine Sect in the room perished, leaving only Sun Sicun, who had lost an arm.
"Zongshi, Xiao Ke?"
Du Yameng, still shaken, looked at Ye Ling and Feng Ke who had suddenly appeared. Her mind went blank, unable to comprehend what had just happened.
"Making such a big scene, it'll be hard to clean up the mess..."
Ye Ling turned and closed the door, stepping on the blood of the two burly men. He walked into the room, looked at Sun Sicun huddled on the sofa, and narrowed his eyes with a smile. "The Sun family of the Medicine Sect again. It seems we're quite fated."
"Who, who are you?"
Sun Sicun's face turned pale with fear. He stared at Ye Ling and Feng Ke with terror, his body trembling violently. The fear in his heart even made him ignore the pain of his severed arm!
"I am Sun Sicun of the Sun family, the son of the Medicine King Sun Zheng. If you dare to touch me, you will face dire consequences!"
"Shut up!"
Seeing Sun Sicun's current state, Feng Ke's disgust intensified. She directly recalled the Cold Light Sword and flung it towards Sun Sicun's forehead, attempting a killing blow!
*Clang!*
Just as the Cold Light Sword was about to pierce Sun Sicun's head, a silver needle shattered the window and precisely struck the tip of the sword, deflecting Feng Ke's Cold Light Sword!
"Who?"
Feng Ke looked out the window and saw a middle-aged man in a Zhongshan suit stepping through the air, breaking through the window.
Upon seeing the middle-aged man appear, Sun Sicun's face lit up with ecstasy. "Master!!!"
The newcomer was Deng Changyu, an elder of the Medicine Sect and a fifth-rank异士 (yi shi - extraordinary person/cultivator).
Deng Changyu's whereabouts were usually unpredictable, and his Qinggong (lightness skill) was exceptional, making it difficult for most people to know where he was.
However, recently, Sun Zheng had gone to the capital on business. Aware that his son was prone to trouble, he secretly entrusted Deng Changyu to guard him from the shadows, fearing that someone might harm Sun Sicun during his absence.
Deng Changyu had been drinking tea in the opposite building when he suddenly sensed the damage to the King Gu worm he had planted within Sun Sicun. He used several teacups as stepping stones and directly crossed from the opposite building through the air, arriving just in time for Feng Ke's final strike.
Deng Changyu could see through Feng Ke's cultivation at a glance; she was a third-rank 异士 whose destructive power relied entirely on that sword.
If it were just that, Deng Changyu wouldn't have bothered with pleasantries; he would have simply eliminated her.
But the crucial point was that Ye Ling was also in this apartment!
He couldn't see through Ye Ling's cultivation at all and dared not act rashly.
Deng Changyu ignored Sun Sicun and Feng Ke, instead addressing Ye Ling. "Your Excellency, I have already notified the Medicine Sect. If you do not wish to court death, leave now."
"I promise you, the Medicine Sect will not pursue this matter further."
Hearing Deng Changyu's conciliatory words, Sun Sicun was furious and quickly shouted, "Master, what are you saying? Quickly help me kill those two! Avenge my severed arm!"
He had only barely reached the first rank and couldn't discern the strength of those present. He only knew that Deng Changyu was an elder of the Medicine Sect and was very powerful, capable of helping him resolve the current predicament.
'Useless!'
Deng Changyu glared impatiently at Sun Sicun, then looked back at Ye Ling and said coldly, "What do you think of my offer, Your Excellency?"
Ye Ling chuckled. "I only think it's too noisy right now."
As his words fell, he brought his fingers together and slightly flicked them.
The Cold Light Sword, which had been deflected by the silver needle, floated up again and, with lightning speed, pierced Sun Sicun's throat.
Sun Sicun, his face filled with horror, clutched his throat as blood gushed into his trachea.
He struggled on the ground, in extreme agony!
"You!!!"
Seeing Ye Ling act directly, Deng Changyu's expression changed drastically. Without regard for anything else, he rushed towards Sun Sicun, intending to forcibly keep him alive.
Before Deng Changyu could even get close to Sun Sicun, he was sent flying by Feng Ke, who employed the Mystical Concealment Butterfly Steps!
"Wuwu... save..."
Sun Sicun looked desperately at Deng Changyu, who was being held back by Feng Ke in the distance, and could only suffocate to death!
"Sicun!!!"
Deng Changyu saw the light fade from Sun Sicun's eyes, his own eyes about to split. He stared blankly at Ye Ling and roared, "Do you know how much trouble you've caused?"
"He is the third young master of the Sun family! The son of the Medicine King Sun Zheng!!!"
"He's just an animal that was killed. What's the big deal?"
Ye Ling calmly walked to Du Yameng, helped her up as she stood there dumbfounded, and without even glancing at Deng Changyu, said, "If you're unhappy, line up and come over."
"However many there are, I will kill them."
Hearing Ye Ling's words, Deng Changyu's pupils contracted sharply. An inexplicable fear arose in his heart.
The Medicine Sect held extremely prominent influence in Shanghai, both in ordinary circles and among extraordinary individuals. He couldn't believe Ye Ling didn't know the power of the Medicine Sect.
Yet, even so, Ye Ling remained nonchalant...
Ye Ling's composure suggested either he was faking it or he possessed true strength.
Seeing the bloody scene in the room, Deng Changyu leaned towards the latter.
That fool Sun Sicun had kicked a steel plate!
With this thought, Deng Changyu quickly calmed down and said coldly to Ye Ling, "The Medicine Sect is already on their way. If you killed Sun Sicun, your fate is death!"
"Take care of yourselves!"
After issuing his threat, Deng Changyu leaped out the window and fled without looking back!
No matter what, retreat first!