When Qin Feng and the Purple Gold Mouse arrived, Ye Qiu had already killed three of the four, leaving one alive. Although these four were sealers who had followed the Youlan Sect Holy Son for a long time, the strongest among them was only at the Human King realm. Ye Qiu was a monstrous talent capable of fighting across realms, and even four at the Human King realm were no match for him. In less than ten breaths, Ye Qiu had already dealt with three, leaving one too scared to move. In their hearts, Ye Qiu was supposed to be easy to deal with, but they were completely wrong. Ye Qiu left the interrogation to the two and went inside the villa to rest. Soon after, Qin Feng and the Purple Gold Mouse appeared and said, "Young Master, we have already investigated the identities of these four. They are from the Youlan Sect and were sent by the Youlan Sect Holy Son." Ye Qiu felt that he had heard of this faction before. Qin Feng reminded him, "Young Master, you forgot, Liu Yunsu was also from the Youlan Sect. This assassination attempt is likely related to Liu Yunsu’s death." "Oh, I remember now." Ye Qiu recalled, that when he wanted to kill Liu Yunsu, Liu Yunsu had mentioned the Youlan Sect; it turned out these four had come for revenge for Liu Yunsu. "Young Master, the Youlan Sect Holy Son is at the Dragon Tiger Taoist Temple. Do we need to go there to end him?" Qin Feng knew about Ye Qiu’s feat of trapping the Holy Son of Mother Mountain for daily practice, so he wasn’t worried. The Holy Son of Mother Mountain was far stronger than the Youlan Sect Holy Son, who was at the bottom among many holy sons. Dragon Tiger Taoist Temple... Wasn’t that Qian Zhen Daoist’s temple? The Youlan Sect Holy Son had occupied it. No wonder Chen Yifeng and other seniors came, yet Qian Zhen Daoist was absent; it must be related to this Youlan Sect Holy Son. "Let’s go, straight to the Dragon Tiger Taoist Temple." Ye Qiu didn’t want to delay, uncertain about Qian Zhen Daoist’s fate. He had a good relationship with Qian Zhen Daoist, and if Qian Zhen Daoist died at the hands of the Youlan Sect Holy Son, it would be a shame. Without any hesitation, Ye Qiu headed directly towards the Dragon Tiger Taoist Temple with Qin Feng and the Purple Gold Mouse. At a lightning-fast speed, the trio reached the Dragon Tiger Taoist Temple in less than half an hour. With a sweep of his spiritual power, Ye Qiu found a powerful aura deep within the Dragon Tiger Taoist Temple. At the deepest point of the Dragon Tiger Taoist Temple, the location where Qian Zhen Daoist usually preferred to train was at this moment where Qian Zhen Daoist and Tang Yao had become prisoners. "You two are really tight-lipped. Is Ye Qiu really that close to you to be worth this silence?" the Youlan Sect Holy Son said calmly. Having extracted no information about Ye Qiu from them, the Youlan Sect Holy Son was annoyed, and he kicked them both hard, venting his anger. Qian Zhen Daoist could withstand such a strike, but Tang Yao, with much lower power, was severely injured by the kick. "You demon, stop hitting my master, master ancestor!" several children bound at another place all struggled, unwilling to witness the scene. "Oh, you little fellows want to bear my wrath for your useless master and ancestor?" the Youlan Sect Holy Son stopped kicking and instead approached Tang Yao’s five apprentices. "Don’t hurt them." Tang Yao coughed up blood and reached out to stop him, his voice weak. "You beast, they are just children; you will kill them." Qian Zhen Daoist shouted angrily. However, their pleas and anger were futile and only fueled the Youlan Sect Holy Son’s desire to act. "Haha, you value these little guys so much; I thought you would stay tight-lipped." "So, will you talk now or not? Rest assured, if you continue to resist, I’ll kill them one by one before your very eyes and let you watch them die," the Youlan Sect Holy Son said cruelly. "Fine, I’ll talk..." Qian Zhen Daoist succumbed. In terms of strength, he wasn’t the opponent, and now, being threatened with his apprentices, he had no choice but to reveal everything about Ye Qiu. "That’s right. Otherwise, I might accidentally crush these five little ants." Then, Qian Zhen Daoist spoke about Ye Qiu’s various feats, such as suppressing the martial world of the island nation and becoming famous in the Capital City. "You mentioned he disappeared for a while? Do you know where he went?" Qian Zhen Daoist hesitated for a moment, but when the Youlan Sect Holy Son gripped one of his apprentices by the head, Qian Zhen Daoist spoke. "It’s the Ancient Land!" "What kind of place is the Ancient Land? I’ve never heard of it," the Youlan Sect Holy Son said with curiosity. Thus, Qian Zhen Daoist explained the idea of the Ancient Land, a place akin to a small world, which intrigued the Youlan Sect Holy Son deeply. "So there are many martial artists in this Ancient Land?" Qian Zhen Daoist nodded. "Very good, this Ancient Land is quite a good place." "That’s all I know. Please release them; if you must kill, then kill me, but spare them. They are not involved." Qian Zhen Daoist implored the Youlan Sect Holy Son to let Tang Yao and the five apprentices go. The Youlan Sect Holy Son sneered, "To uproot the weeds, although I don’t fear retaliation from these little ones when they grow up, I always tread carefully." Get full chapters from novel-fire.net "You shouldn’t hope for their release. After saying so much, what level is Ye Qiu’s strength actually at?" This was what the Youlan Sect Holy Son truly wanted to know. To have killed Liu Yunsu, Ye Qiu’s strength was at least at the peak of the Mythical realm. "I don’t know Ye Qiu’s exact power, nor can I fathom it," Qian Zhen Daoist said. "Do you know and won’t say, or don’t you really know?" the Youlan Sect Holy Son, seeing Qian Zhen Daoist silent, again threatened a young one’s life. Qian Zhen Daoist’s face turned grim, and he urgently said, "Ye Qiu could annihilate the three ancient clans, so his strength should be at the Imperial realm, but I can’t say for sure." The Youlan Sect Holy Son was taken aback; that level of strength matched his. So those four who went to kill Ye Qiu... The Youlan Sect Holy Son’s expression changed sharply; he realized those four were most likely defeated, as they couldn’t possibly be opponents of an Imperial realm martial artist. "This is bad; if any of them revealed something, I would be targeted." The Youlan Sect Holy Son found it unfavorable. He was unsure whether he was stronger than Ye Qiu, but from Qian Zhen Daoist’s description, Ye Qiu was a monstrous talent who grew through fierce battles. This heavenly talents martial artist— he, as the bottom-ranked Holy Son, couldn’t assess. After all, he was on Earth with no Youlan Sect warriors around him. If he wasn’t Ye Qiu’s match, it might be dangerously bleak. The Youlan Sect Holy Son glanced around, prepared to flee. However, as he reached the cave entrance, he saw three figures standing before him. "You should know who I am, right, Youlan Sect Holy Son?" In the sunlight, Ye Qiu wore a smile; although his figure seemed slim, his released aura made the Youlan Sect Holy Son tremble. The incident that the Youlan Sect Holy Son hoped wouldn’t happen had occurred. His moment to flee was a step too late, blocked by Ye Qiu at the cave’s entrance.