Capítulo 1712: Chapter 1701: Comfort? They Must Die! A gentle breeze blew the leaves from the ground into the air. Ye Chenfeng held the Qingyun Sword in his right hand again, his gaze fixed on Li Yueshuang and Mei Tingting, who were in a daze. He had just witnessed these two women taunting relentlessly. Since they chose to become Ye Chenfeng’s enemies, Ye Chenfeng would never show mercy to his foes. Seeing Ye Chenfeng walking toward them, Li Yueshuang and Mei Tingting trembled violently, the daze on their faces replaced by fear. They could never have imagined Ye Chenfeng would be so powerful, even forcing two of the four mysterious youths, including Cheng Qingtian, to flee while the other two died. Li Yueshuang and Mei Tingting had originally chosen to serve Cheng Qingtian and his companions, believing it unquestionably the right choice. They had been mocking Ye Chenfeng just moments ago, only now realizing how terribly wrong their choice was. As Ye Chenfeng drew closer, Li Yueshuang and Mei Tingting couldn’t summon even a trace of resistance—the strength Ye Chenfeng displayed paralyzed them with fear. However, they didn’t want to die, realizing too late how foolish it was to become hostile toward Ye Chenfeng over a dead Shao Xiong. The sound of Ye Chenfeng’s footsteps seemed like a summons from hell to Li Yueshuang and Mei Tingting. Li Yueshuang and Mei Tingting’s faces were filled with endless regret. The two of them knelt before Ye Chenfeng, pleading, “We know we were wrong; please spare us this once.” Ye Chenfeng, holding the Qingyun Sword, stopped before Li Yueshuang and Mei Tingting and said indifferently, “You two must have already sided with those four, right? If you’d chosen to fight alongside Yu Shuiyao and them, even if you resented me, I might have spared you. What reason should I have now to let you go?” Kneeling on the ground, Li Yueshuang and Mei Tingting turned pale as paper. Li Yueshuang looked toward Yu Shuiyao with a glimmer of hope in her eyes and pleaded, “Sister Shui Yao, have you forgotten? We’ve always been good sisters! I really know I was wrong, I truly do.” Mei Tingting quickly added, “Sister Shui Yao, we promise never to repeat the same mistake in the future.” From a distance, Yu Shuiyao looked conflicted, biting her lip tightly. Ye Chenfeng turned to glance at Yu Shuiyao and said, “Do you really intend for me to let them go? Don’t forget, if I hadn’t arrived in time, you’d have become nothing more than someone else’s plaything, even if you didn’t die.” Upon hearing this, Yu Shuiyao’s hesitation vanished instantly, and she said, “You can deal with them as you see fit.” Ye Chenfeng smiled, shrugged, and said, “I’m satisfied with that answer. But even if you wanted me to spare them, I wouldn’t give you any face whatsoever. An enemy deserves to die.” Yu Shuiyao’s face turned red with humiliation, and Ye Chenfeng waved the Qingyun Sword in his hand. Li Yueshuang and Mei Tingting, kneeling on the ground, tried to dodge, but Ye Chenfeng’s Qingyun Sword was too swift. They could only watch helplessly as the sword approached, their eyes widening with despair. Some mistakes can be forgiven. But some mistakes, once made, must be paid for with one’s life. “Sss!” ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵·𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮·𝓷𝓮𝓽 The Qingyun Sword sliced through the fair necks of Li Yueshuang and Mei Tingting, leaving a bloody line. The bloodline widened. Li Yueshuang and Mei Tingting’s heads were knocked to the ground by the rush of blood from their necks. Ye Chenfeng didn’t even spare the corpses a glance, returning to Yu Shuiyao, Li Yanyan, and Zuo Feibai. Yu Shuiyao and Li Yanyan had some healing pills in their Qiankun Bags. After taking the pills, their injuries hadn’t fully healed but were enough to allow them to stand and walk. Zuo Feibai’s limbs had all been broken by Qiao Xiongqiang, and his internal injuries were severe. His heart injuries made his breathing weak, and regular elixirs were useless. Yu Shuiyao had a High Grade Third-Rank Healing Pill, which she fed to Zuo Feibai, slightly restoring his breath. Yu Shuiyao and Li Yanyan checked Zuo Feibai’s limbs, shaking their heads. His bones were crushed to powder, irrecoverable even with a Fourth-Rank elixir. Moreover, Zuo Feibai’s injuries were so severe that he had only a few days left, a fact Yu Shuiyao and Li Yanyan understood well. Ye Chenfeng spoke to Zuo Feibai, “Feibai, don’t worry, I promise to restore you to your original state.” Having taken a Third-Rank Healing Pill, Zuo Feibai weakly replied, “Ancestor, I believe in you.” To Yu Shuiyao and Li Yanyan, it seemed Ye Chenfeng was merely comforting Zuo Feibai. Although they knew he had a knack for detoxification, they had no idea he was an Alchemist. Ye Chenfeng carried Zuo Feibai on his back and said, “We must leave here immediately; staying any longer is dangerous. I only frightened them away earlier, and I’m not entirely sure I can defeat them.” Upon hearing this, Yu Shuiyao and Li Yanyan’s unspoken doubts were resolved. It turned out Ye Chenfeng hadn’t pursued the victory because he’d only managed to scare them off. Though their injuries weren’t fully healed, Yu Shuiyao and Li Yanyan were capable of traveling. Ye Chenfeng and the others quickly left the valley. About an incense stick’s time after Ye Chenfeng and company left the valley. Two figures swiftly appeared in the valley—it was none other than the returning Cheng Qingtian and Jin Wenqi! Seeing the valley empty save for the bodies of Li Yueshuang and Mei Tingting, they were almost consumed by rage. After leaving with the bodies of Qiao Xiongqiang and Pang Xingfan, Cheng Qingtian and Jin Wenqi felt something amiss. After some thought, they realized the flaw in Ye Chenfeng’s plan. If he could truly kill them, why hadn’t he pursued them? They didn’t believe Ye Chenfeng was a saint. Consequently, Cheng Qingtian and Jin Wenqi hurried back, realizing they had fallen into a trap—a scheme by a mere Earth Profound Realm cultivator. With veins bulging on their foreheads, Cheng Qingtian and Jin Wenqi tried to quell the terrifying power surging within, their eyes filled with growing murderous intent. After a moment, they calmed themselves, suppressing their formidable power. Jin Wenqi’s refined face twitched slightly, his injuries driving him to curse Ye Chenfeng. He said coldly, “We were toyed with by a low-level Earth Profound Realm cultivator? If our Tian Xuan Realm friends knew, we’d be a laughingstock. If not for our suppressed strength, we’d obliterate that brat with a flick of the fingers.” Cheng Qingtian adjusted his breathing repeatedly, nearly exploding with fury; his eyes blinked with a cold glint. Inside, he felt oppressed, frustrated beyond measure, as he hissed, “Wenqi, our primary goal now is to obtain the treasures in this Dragon Clan ancestral land. Perhaps there’s a Dragon Clan inheritance here; if we could obtain it, we’d be paragons of destiny in the Tian Xuan Realm.” “As for that brat and his friends, we can hunt for treasure and their tracks simultaneously. That brat must die.” …(To be continued. If you enjoyed this work, visit Qidian.com for more, and consider voting with recommendation or monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)