The Youlan Sect Holy Son could guess that the one daring to stand before him was undoubtedly Ye Qiu. "It seems that those few useless subordinates of mine were taken care of by you." The Youlan Sect Holy Son quickly regained his composure, not in a hurry to leave. "I left one alive for you." As Ye Qiu spoke, the Purple Gold Rat tossed a black-clad man it had been carrying along the way right in front of the Youlan Sect Holy Son. The black-clad man, upon seeing the Holy Son, immediately kowtowed repeatedly: "Holy Son, it wasn’t my intention to reveal anything, I was forced to." The Youlan Sect Holy Son chuckled softly: "Forced? Haha... do you remember what I told all of you before the action?" The black-clad man’s pupils shrank, and he retreated, only to hear the Youlan Sect Holy Son continue, "I remember saying that if the mission failed, don’t come back to see me, yet here you are, selling me out." "Master, it was them, they forced me to say it." The black-clad man begged for mercy. "Hmph, you should know the consequences of betraying me. Since you can’t bring yourself to do it, let me help you." Saying so, the Youlan Sect Holy Son grabbed the black-clad man, and before he could even scream, with a crack, his neck was broken. Dusting off his hands, the Youlan Sect Holy Son looked at Ye Qiu and said, "Sorry for the spectacle. Thank you for delivering this traitor to me." His tone was as casual as with a friend, devoid of any coldness, but then his voice turned, "I killed my traitor, but the others were killed by you. This account, I must settle with you." "Haha, happy to oblige!" Ye Qiu replied lightly. "I’ve heard you’re the top expert on Earth. Today, I’ll test your strength." As soon as the Youlan Sect Holy Son finished speaking, he was the first to attack, transforming into a stream of light charging directly towards Ye Qiu and the other two. "You two go rescue Qian Zhen." Ye Qiu instructed Qin Feng and the Purple Gold Rat, then his figure flickered, meeting the stream of light head-on, and they began a fierce battle in mid-air. The entire cave was immediately overwhelmed by the shockwaves, bringing down numerous large rocks. Qin Feng and his companion freed Qian Zhen from his bindings, instantly regaining his freedom. "The cave is about to collapse." Seeing the stones trembling overhead, about to fall, Qian Zhen quickly cut Tang Yao’s bindings and, in one swift move, grabbed five young maidens and rushed out of the cave. Seeing this, Tang Yao, Qin Feng, and the Purple Gold Rat also quickly escaped. Looking back at the cave, which was constantly shaking, nothing inside could be seen amid the falling stones. Updates are released by novel·fiɾe·net The cave had transformed into the battleground for Ye Qiu and the other, and with the spreading shockwaves, the entire cave finally collapsed, with a bang, the mountain peak was gone. With a bang, two figures soared into the sky, precisely Ye Qiu and the Youlan Sect Holy Son, who began exchanging blows in mid-air. "This person is very formidable, I wonder if Daoist Ye can withstand him." Qian Zhen expressed his concern. He had fought against him before and was defeated in the blink of an eye. Reaching his level of cultivation, yet being quickly defeated by someone, clearly indicated the extraordinary prowess of the Youlan Sect Holy Son. Despite Qian Zhen’s concerns, Qin Feng and the Purple Gold Rat remained calm, not worrying about Ye Qiu. Their young master had even captured the Sacred Son of the Mother Mountain as a sparring partner, and over the days, Ye Qiu’s power only increased, not diminished. No matter how strong the Youlan Sect Holy Son was, he couldn’t be stronger than the Mother Mountain Sacred Son, so this battle was destined to be the Youlan Sect Holy Son’s defeat. After over a thousand exchanges, Ye Qiu found it tedious and stopped entangling with his opponent, directly using the Endless technique, turning one strike into thousands. The Youlan Sect Holy Son’s face turned to shock, feeling as if he were facing tens of thousands of Ye Qiu, unable to withstand it, and was knocked from the sky severely injured. Ye Qiu descended from the air, signaling Qin Feng to bind the Youlan Sect Holy Son and restrict all his movements. "Thank you, Daoist Ye, for saving my life." Having resolved the crisis of the Youlan Sect Holy Son, Qian Zhen breathed a sigh of relief. He finally realized Ye Qiu’s power was likely beyond the Imperial Realm, otherwise, how could he defeat an enemy in a single move? In any case, his life was preserved, and everyone else was unharmed, which delighted Qian Zhen. After chatting with Qian Zhen for a few moments, Ye Qiu left with Qin Feng and the Purple Gold Rat. Qian Zhen changed into new clothes, and upon exiting the room, he saw Tang Yao gazing in a trance in the direction where Ye Qiu disappeared. "Don’t chase after him. Even I, as your master, would be left far behind." Qian Zhen said, knowing that Ye Qiu’s display of skill had left a deep impression on Tang Yao, especially given that he and Ye Qiu were once opponents, but with each meeting, Ye Qiu’s strength advanced rapidly. Tang Yao said nothing, looking at his five disciples, realizing he could no longer surpass Ye Qiu, so he placed his hopes in his five students. These five youngsters were fortunate to have the great opportunity of Spiritual Energy revival, and their martial path would surely extend further than his as their master. "Tang Yao, pack your things, we must leave here." Qian Zhen’s voice interrupted Tang Yao’s thoughts. "Master, why do we have to leave?" Tang Yao asked. "Thanks to Daoist Ye’s help in defeating the Youlan Sect Holy Son, but we cannot stay here. Once one Youlan Sect Holy Son is gone, another will surely come. Should we seek Daoist Ye’s help again?" Qian Zhen sighed. Tang Yao looked at everything in the Dragon Tiger Dojo with reluctance, having lived here for over twenty years. "I understand Master’s concern. I’ll pack now." Tang Yao understood that the reason the Youlan Sect Holy Son was drawn to the Dragon Tiger Dojo was the abundant Spiritual Energy here. Without sufficient power, this cultivation sanctuary couldn’t be protected. He had heard that many famous mountains had been seized, and they could not escape as well. "Daoist Ye mentioned he founded the Martial Artist Association, providing elixirs for martial cultivation. These old bones of mine have reached the limit of their path, so I should strive to exchange for more elixirs for these five youngsters." Qian Zhen said, glancing at the hope of the Dragon Tiger Dojo’s future: five children, each with a resolute gaze fixed on him. The appearance of the Youlan Sect Holy Son hadn’t left any shadow in the hearts of the five, which was a relief for Qian Zhen. "You youngsters pack up as well, we leave today." Qian Zhen said kindly. Five boys with tanned skin and bright eyes stepped forward and said, "Master, what was the name of that big brother who saved us earlier? We want to remember it and repay him when we grow up." "Ah, he... he’s a martial genius of our martial world, one in a hundred, no, a thousand years..."