Chapter 1310: Chapter 1310: No Fighting, No Friendship! (Fourth Update) After taking a momentary pause, the two clashed fiercely once again. At this moment, both revealed their true strength, and the entire battlefield turned violent. Various Rule Powers filled the battlefield, forcing helicopters to back off, not daring to get too close. Even at a distance of a hundred meters, the battlefield’s center was still breathtaking. Ye Qiu and Luo Fu fought from the sky to the ground, then returned to the air. In the end, neither side emerged victorious. Luo Fu paused and said, “You’re very strong. Since you wish to save those three, I’ll give you that face.” “You’re not weak either, much stronger than those so-called Saint Heirs,” Ye Qiu replied. “Ha ha, Saint Heir? I am not a Saint Heir,” Luo Fu laughed. “I am not a Saint Heir either,” Ye Qiu smiled back. Instead of fighting to the death, they became friends due to each other’s strength. This scene surprised everyone. Every move of their previous encounters was a killing blow — one misstep meant death. But now, they had become friends against all odds, proving the old saying true: no fight, no friendship. “My name is Luo Fu, heir to the Posa Sect. May I know how to address you?” Luo Fu asked. “Ye Qiu, unaffiliated, an authentic native of Earth,” Ye Qiu said. “Ha ha, you’re the most formidable native I’ve ever met,” Luo Fu laughed. The two chatted for a while in midair; no one knew what was discussed, but from their expressions, they were not adversaries but friends. This astonishing turn of events left many viewers in China at their televisions dumbfounded. Could this be the demeanor of true experts? “Brother Ye, I admire your strength, but when it comes time to fight for the treasure, I won’t hold back,” Luo Fu said. “By then, let’s rely on our own skills,” Ye Qiu replied. After speaking, Luo Fu descended from the sky and landed at the foot of Mount Tai. Many sealers looked over, but few dared to approach, considering the immense strength Luo Fu had just displayed. Ye Qiu grabbed the three white-haired, yellow-haired, and red-haired individuals and sent them to the helicopter where the female reporter was: “Go quickly, and in the future, try not to provoke such strong figures.” Ye Qiu advised, then smiled at the camera held by the cameraman and turned away, disappearing from the screen. The female reporter was too excited to speak. She had been very, very close to Ye Qiu, so close that being in front of the silver-haired madman would become the proudest moment of her life, which she would often boast about. The helicopter took the three superhumans to the hospital. The white-haired, red-haired, and yellow-haired individuals hadn’t had a chance to thank Ye Qiu, but they remembered his kindness in their hearts. “One day, we will repay him,” said the white-haired one solemnly. The scene shifts, and the live news broadcast ends, leaving everyone with the image of Ye Qiu smiling at the camera before his departure. This smile touched the hearts of many young girls, melting them with Ye Qiu’s charm. Even Ye Qiu had no idea how many young girls were infatuated with and delighted by his smile. “Were you smiling at me?” Chu Yao uttered to herself, her gaze flickering as she sat in a daze in front of the TV. After a while, she snapped back to reality, turned off the TV, and sat on the sofa, staring blankly out the window at the sky. Neither Ye Qiu nor Luo Fu emerged victorious, and both stopped midway. Chu Yao, Demon Lord Holy Son, and Donghua Holy Son all failed to place their bets. In response, Demon Lord Holy Son just smiled faintly and said, “Heir to the Posa Sect, nothing more.” Seeing the distant Yaochi Son of Saints, Demon Lord Holy Son, and three others, Ye Qiu did not approach. Instead, he returned to where Qin Feng and others were. “Young Master,” Jin Shanshun, Qin Feng, and Cain greeted him in unison. Ye Qiu inquired with Qin Feng about what exactly the Posa Sect was. “The Posa Sect? Was the person you fought with from the Posa Sect?” Qin Feng was startled. “That’s right, his name is Luo Fu, and he claims to be the heir of the Posa Sect,” Ye Qiu said. “Is the Posa Sect very powerful?” Qin Feng nodded vigorously, then shook his head, while Jin Shanshun anxiously said, “What do you mean? Just say it.” “The Posa Sect was once extremely powerful. Its strongest members could rival Ge Tian, but then it declined and eventually withdrew from the world, remaining hidden. I didn’t expect its heir, sealed for a thousand years, to emerge here and vie for Ge Tian’s treasure,” Qin Feng said. “A powerhouse who could rival Ge Tian?” Ye Qiu finally understood the former might of the Posa Sect, which explained why Luo Fu was so formidable, even overshadowing many Saint Heirs. Simply because he is the heir of the Posa Sect. Even though it is an obscure sect, it was once prestigious. Now that it has resurfaced, it’s naturally stronger than some Saint Heirs. Read full story at novelFɪre.net A soft call came, and Ye Qiu turned to see Ye Zi approaching. “Ye Zi.” Ye Qiu patted Ye Zi’s shoulder. It had been a while since they last met, and Ye Zi had grown into a mature young lady. “Ye Qiu.” Familiar faces like Mu Zhige, Lin Wurou, and others also greeted him. Ye Qiu nodded in response, glancing around at the numerous Dragon Group members. There was a time when many of these people had fought alongside him to eliminate the Hasha Gate. But the familiar faces were becoming fewer; now, more were new faces. “Why are you all here?” Ye Qiu asked. “Because it’s orders from above, brother.” Ye Zi did not hide anything from Ye Qiu, as she had an innate trust in him. “Oh?” Ye Qiu was slightly surprised; were even those elders interested in the treasure on Mount Tai? The Dragon Group’s strength might handle ordinary strong opponents but standing a chance against many Saint Heirs and sealers for the treasure seemed improbable. Even he wasn’t confident about it. And that item concerned Earth’s life and death. Ye Qiu wouldn’t let anyone take it away. “Do not engage with those people; their strength is not something you Dragon Group can compete with,” Ye Qiu said, glancing in the direction where Demon Lord Holy Son, Yaochi Son of Saints, and others were. He didn’t want anything unexpected to happen to Ye Zi due to this. Ye Zi was about to speak when another voice suddenly sounded: “Is our Dragon Group that weak, being disparaged ?” Ye Qiu’s gaze shot towards the speaker, and Ye Zi turned and scolded, “Ou Zifeng, what are you doing?” Ou Zifeng stood before many Dragon Group members and said, “I’m doing nothing. I’m just annoyed by what this guy said. What do you mean we can’t compete? Is our Dragon Group very weak? No, we aren’t. Every day we train ourselves countless times, yet he dismisses us with a single word. So, I have to speak up for all Dragon Group brothers — we are not weak!” “Ou Zifeng, please shut up!” Ye Zi’s expression turned cold. Ou Zifeng remained unmoved: “Leader, although I am your subordinate, I will not shut up this time because I must defend the dignity of our Dragon Group. What gives an outsider the right to criticize us?” Ye Qiu eyed the young man. The last time, he felt animosity from him, and this time, he merely wanted to advise Ye Zi to be careful. Yet this person stood up and incited all Dragon Group members against him. This guy is really problematic!