Rebirth of the Peak Young Master-Chapter 1245: The Critical Moment

The journey to heaven could only bring him this far. Staying alive was Ye Fengsheng's act of mercy. Had he arrived here as another member from one of the three tribes, death would be the least of his worries.

As for whether Shi Nan can accept that all his sky powers vanished after waking up, that's his own emotional adjustment issue. Ye Fengsheng cannot assist him, and neither can he.

The Bone Spirit Green Eagle has re-entered this world. Only such a powerful demon could know. The ferocious creature broke through its seal and is now terribly weakened.

Upon returning to his peak state, Ye Fengsheng dared not provoke such a fierce beast. As Ye Fengsheng saw it, the Bone Spirit Green Eagle had entered the first stage of Primordial Era infant birth when it first came to Kunlun. It seemed necessary for him to vent the humiliation endured all these years in a dark seal.

He bore some injuries, most of his aura consumed. At this crucial moment, Ye Fengsheng decided not to follow him into the party. Otherwise, if an accident occurred, he feared he might lose his life here.

After throwing Shi Nan into a hospital in Yangzhou, Ye Fengsheng returned to his room, where Ying Luo was lying before the window, gazing at a distant killer.

Upon returning, Ying Luo turned around, looked directly at the ragged Ye Fengsheng, and emotionlessly uttered three words: "Are you seeking death?"

Despite many days of hard work, the monks of Qilian still couldn't find a way to shake the Bone Spirit Blue Eagle. For the most part, they echoed the saying, "Three monks have no water to drink." If it fell under a clan's head, and even if none remained among them, they'd certainly exert utmost effort to eliminate the Bone Spirit Blue Eagle.

Yet Qilian boasts many clans. Even without Liu Zhitian's Tianyi Mansion, Ye Fengsheng could sword his head off, except many deep-rooted clans stand there still. When working hard, he always wonders if he did his best. Otherwise, he'd strive to kill the green bones, which will equally affect his vitality. If he slackens, how can he maintain mental balance? How can we explain to the deceased?

Now, the Bone Elf Green Sculpture has regained its Yuan Ying power and has revived. Evil spirits surge in the sky. Ever since the Qilian sky, all sects have heard of this. Nonetheless, it wanders between hesitation and loss, letting it fly overhead, as if unheard.

In any case, the heavens want to collapse. This green bone sculpture is Kunlun's leftover disaster. Even if you don't take action, Kunlun Cultivators will hang it up.

We all entertained this idea, thus the Bone Spirit Blue Eagle passed through unobstructed towards Kunlun, howling into the skies, altering wind and cloud, breaking the sky.

Ye Fengsheng seemed to hear, yet he didn't.

The purple evil spirit in the Qilian sky could only be detected by cultivators at a certain level. It's so intense that any cultivator can see it.

Eyes would feel frightened and terrified. In the eyes of Yangzhou people, it's a fierce reclusive evil aura. Only a thick cloud. I don't know. I regard this ominous cloud as a portent of a mountain storm.

Yet, in the eyes of monks like Ye Fengsheng, it's no different from the hatred deposited and fermented over three hundred years. Even spiritual energy must stay away from the edge, with the disappearance of Heavenly Dao creating invisible coldness.

With things as they are, in his current state, even with thoughts to report a death war, unraveling five layers of seal shook eyes within his body. Who's truly strong or weak remains unknown. More importantly, his family did not know how the big thief died outside?

This is a matter unrelated to oneself. After leaving the family, they are regular people. Dirtied by dust. They're unwilling to die.

On one side is Ying Luo, and on the other is general thinking. She longs to shoot all of Qilian's cultivators. Only this way can her family live free under the sunlight.

"Sigh..."

Ye Fengsheng sighed long and no longer spoke. He glanced away from evil spirits in the sky. He knew now was not the time to be a hero, especially after receiving the prophecy of "nine deaths, one life" from finger divination. He wouldn't wade into this muddy water.

The iron-hearted God took out the earth and heaven pouch and looked at the "Speed Heart Pill" furnace before him. Ye Fengsheng inexplicably smiled, casually putting it into a jade bottle, carefully setting it aside.

Indeed, the Purple Cloud Immortal did not deceive him. In his school's inheritance exists such a "simple heart pill" that reduces anger. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

"Just because he went through the wrong door, he must clear his thoughts. The rest was given by Shi Nan. Looking back, the old men said of "infinite opportunities." It may not be wrong, but due to preconceived notions, he let opportunities enter others' pockets.

Not much inheritance exists. Most of them are priceless treasures in the eyes of lay Shi Nan. But in ancient times inherited by Ye Fengsheng, the truly practical are those two scrolls engraved with "Secret of Zen" and "Secret of Zen Meditation."

As for other magic weapons containing spiritual gases, some are common, certainly not entirely unproductive. Two custom-made body protection magic weapons remain useful. At least for Ye Fengsheng alone in Qilian now, they are means to protect his life.

In other words, there should be three amulets, one still on Shi Nan. After yesterday's tremor and protection, Shi Nan's cave was damaged. Without an amulet, he would've met the Hell King. One is renewing his life. Another is he's useless, having recovered his skills. Anyway, these two skills are simply because he returned. Hence, the amulet could be his opportunity. It's alright to entrust him with this matter.

"Mr. Ye, someone wishes to see you. May I know if you have time?"

As soon as the phone rang, Ying Luo answered it. She discerned the tone over the call, and shared with Ye Fengsheng.

Ye Fengsheng looked at her and asked.

Ye Fengsheng looked at him without speaking.

Xu Li finished all the liquid in his cup. Seeing Ye Feng's presence, with no emotion, he poured another two cups, pouring on his head. The wine he drank was strong and fiery.

I think Xu Li is also someone who held high positions for a long time. Simply drinking two cups of wine could bring forth this terrifying aura.

When he placed the cup on the table and wanted to see Ye Fengsheng's attitude again, Ye Fengsheng calmly said, "When did your son offend me? When did you start talking over drinks? I don't care about small matters, and your big cups won't help."

Xu Li, a middle-aged man, displayed a bit of awkwardness unseen years ago. He clearly read the hidden rejection in Ye Fengsheng's words. Because of this, he's dissatisfied with young people's lives. Many in the world demand his work. Now, he's captivated by a young boy close in age to his son.

But thinking of Ye Fengsheng's astonishing power value, he could only mutter, "A few days ago my child was reckless, driving to find Mr. Ye. Later Mr. Ye turned and kicked him into the building. I wonder if Mr. Ye still remembers."

Ye Feng thought carefully and nodded, at the same time his gaze landed on the youth wearing a hat over his eyes, saying, "Is it him?"

Xu Li seized the opportunity to climb the hill with the mule: "Xiao'er Lin, grandpa's a deity-like figure. I think he won't care about the dog's"

This command made Ye Fengsheng wrinkle his brow. Fortunately, he did not intend to act against the young man, and so coldly answered, "If I intended to care, could he have lived until now?"