Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City-Chapter 613 - 623: Dragon Gate

Old Wang watched from not far away as Ye Ling exuded a fierce dominance, causing over a hundred thugs to involuntarily step back, clearly lacking the will to continue the fight.

A mere hundred thugs, even if tenfold more were added, it would be easy for Ye Ling to win cleanly if he so desired.

However, to Crow’s eyes, the scene was astonishing; after all, he was a respected enforcer, in charge of the Four Seas Gang’s toughest brawlers, and yet today, they were crumbling before a single man, a young man at that?

His subordinates, brothers who had been undefeated in past battles, were retreating like startled chickens, having lost their confidence.

From a distance, Old Wang looked at Ye Ling, who was effortlessly dominating the battle, and smirked slightly to the man beside him, "Cao Hong, what do you think about having him as your new boss?"

The man named Cao Hong was momentarily startled. A new boss? Could it be that the old master was considering something?

Having followed the old master most of his life, Cao Hong was overwhelmed within. The old master controlled a force beyond imagination; any change of leadership would shake the heavens and the earth.

"The old master must be joking. Among our people, there is no shortage of powerful figures; we even have a few who are at the Golden Core Stage," Cao Hong said, implying a question without directly asking; no matter how good of a fighter Ye Ling was, could he really outmatch those at the Golden Core Stage?

But Old Wang shook his head, "I’ve spent my life judging people, and my eyes aren’t blind yet. Watch and see, Cao Hong, my choice is the wisest!"

"And besides, you are quite incompetent, aren’t you? Haven’t you recognized who this person really is?"

Old Wang smiled slightly while Cao Hong rubbed his eyes. Suddenly, looking at the figure, he gasped; the man looked identical to someone from a fax he had seen.

"Old master, could it really be him? Impossible, right? What would he be doing in Baowan just for kicks?" Cao Hong asked in surprise. As the head of intelligence for Old Wang’s forces, and a big shot with countless elite underlings, he had certainly seen a fax that should be in the possession of any formidable force on Earth.

And universally acknowledged among all, the top ten individuals not to be trifled with, coming in first place, was Ye Ling!

At that moment, in the eyes of the Four Seas Gang thugs, Ye Ling was like an invincible War God, having launched Crow into the air seven times consecutively.

The last time, Crow stood up, propped up by his lackeys, his eyes foggy. Of course, this was because Ye Ling was holding back; otherwise, just ten percent of his strength would have been enough to end Crow’s life.

Whoosh, everyone retreated, each cursing internally for not having been born with an extra pair of legs, as the man before them was terrifying, barely human.

As for Huo Long, who had been boasting about slaughtering Ye Ling, well, better not to talk about him — he had already sneakily fled among the crowd.

"Damn it, he sure ran fast, dashing away faster than a scared rabbit, what a damn coward!" Ye Ling cursed resentfully, then returned to Old Wang’s side, giving Cao Hong a glance. This guy had decent strength, with Houtian Realm cultivation; in the eyes of most people, that was already very strong.

Feeling Ye Ling’s gaze, Cao Hong shuddered instinctively, his heart feeling hairy. Being stared down by such a fierce beast would probably leave anyone tense.

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Most people of fierce repute tend to be in a bad mood. Should he get an itch to start killing, Cao Hong wouldn’t care much for his own life, but it would be a disaster if the old master were to get hurt.

"Boss, mission accomplished."

Ye Ling raised his eyebrows at Old Wang with a smirk, while Old Wang merely waved his hand and led Ye Ling inside the shop.

The shop was tiny, with only a few simple tables. It couldn’t get any simpler.

With a clang, Cao Hong shut the rolling gate behind them as Ye Ling and Old Wang entered. Ye Ling glanced back and clicked his tongue. How secretive, huh?

"Ye Ling, do you know about Dragon Gate?"

Upon hearing Old Wang call his name, Ye Ling was taken aback. Then, with a grin, he said, "Looks like you know who I am, huh? Tsk tsk, but aren’t you being a bit sneaky, Boss?"

"Dragon Gate? Of course, I know it—the behemoth of the global underworld. Even the Healing Association can’t claim to absolutely surpass it in its presence."

"It’s a formidable force within the mundane world, with countless terrifying powerhouses hidden within. Even some Golden Core experts are amongst them, right?"

Ye Ling smiled faintly. The force of Dragon Gate was indeed enormous and frightening, having existed for who knows how many years—at least a thousand.

It started off solely in Huaxia but has since expanded across the globe. Its existence deters countless organizations and countries with its overwhelming power. A tall tree catches the wind.

The Skull Society, the Healing Association, Dragon Gate—the world’s three major forces. Among them, only Dragon Gate possesses formidable combat capabilities. The first two are organizations sharing resources solely for profit.

For instance, the Ross Clan is certainly an Elder-level member of the Healing Association, yet Dragon Gate hasn’t included the Ross Clan within its ranks.

"Since you’re aware, things will be much easier. Let’s not beat around the bush and speak plainly."

"I, Wang Tianhao, am the current Sect Leader of Dragon Gate. I’m getting old, and those wolf pups below are howling mad every day, but I can’t lead them anymore."

"I’m old, out of energy, so I’m looking for a new master for Dragon Gate. It so happens that I met you today, and I think you understand what I mean."

Old Wang, or Wang Tianhao, said with a slow smile. Ye Ling was stunned. He was to be the master of Dragon Gate?

What kind of joke was this? An old man who played chess turned out to be the leader of Dragon Gate, one of the most formidable powerhouses in the mundane world?

If it was true, the power and influence in Wang Tianhao’s hands would make him one of the most terrifying leaders in the world.

But why would he hand over Dragon Gate to someone completely unknown to him? After all, it was Dragon Gate, a prospect even Ye Ling himself found tempting.

Why pass it to him instead of his own kin, to someone who had merely shared a game of chess?

"In truth, I have no other intentions. I just want Dragon Gate to reach new heights of glory under your leadership, surpass our ancestors. Naturally, if I had kin, this mixture of a great yet tough responsibility would probably not have fallen to you."

Wang Tianhao said with a laugh. Ye Ling nodded upon hearing this, understanding what this "Boss" meant.

The Dragon Gate was right before him;if he agreed, he could easily seize it, becoming one of the most powerful individuals in the mundane world overnight.

But should he accept it?