Forming a Grudge
"Master, I've collected your tuition fees."
After walking around the Axe Gang members, Wu Di's hands were piled high with spatial pouches and even a few spatial rings.
It didn't matter whether they'd willingly given up their money or if they'd been intimidated by Ye Zichen's tyranny.
So long as they had the image of a small axe on their chests, including Zhao Ye, they obediently handed over their savings.
"Let me see."
Ye Zichen accepted the spatial pouches and rings. Quite a few of them had left their soul imprints on them. Zhao Ye was one of them.
Just now, he'd handed over half of his life's savings. How could he possibly just give them to Ye Zichen just like that? When he handed them over, he'd left his own soul imprint on them. Once he returned to the gang, so long as he begged the gang leader to help him, he'd be able to use his soul imprint to locate Ye Zichen effortlessly.
But how could such petty tricks escape Ye Zichen's notice? He wiped away all the spatial pouches and rings' soul imprints.
Instantly, countless people coughed up blood. Their hearts and souls were wounded.
"You're seeking death!"
There was still blood at the corner of Zhao Ye's mouth, but he ignored the injuries on his body and shouted. He was no longer as calm and collected as he was at the beginning. His eyes were bloodshot, and his already pitch-black face had turned a purplish-red color due to the surge of blood Qi.
His bloodshot eyes brimmed with undisguisable fury. He looked as if he wanted to fight Ye Zichen to the death.
Ye Zichen picked at his ear, then frowned in displeasure.
"Good disciple, tell him to behave. His voice was so loud, it almost deafened me."
"As you command!"
Wu Di cupped his fists and took a few steps back, then frowned and walked up to Zhao Ye.
"You little animal, you'd best think this through. I'm …."
Zhao Ye hadn't even finished speaking when he felt a harsh slap on his left cheek. The force of the slap was so great that even his ears were ringing.
This slap had been a bit forceful, and Wu Di's hand turned red from the recoil.
He shook his hand repeatedly, then snorted sharply, "Lower your voice.
"Lower your voice. Didn't you hear my master say that you almost made him deaf? You still want to threaten me? Don't you know who you are now? If it weren't for my master's kindness, you would have been chopped up and fed to the dogs. "
In truth, this was Wu Di's original appearance. However, his identity was a bit awkward, so he'd pretended to be like this in order to preserve his life.
Ever since he'd taken Ye Zichen as his master, coupled with his recent breakthroughs, he'd regained his confidence. What's more, he'd been by Ye Zichen's side for a long time, so he'd learned quite a bit how to shoot his mouth off.
Zhao Ye was enraged. He glared at Wu Di, but to his surprise ….
Pa.
He slapped him across the face again, then glared at Zhao Ye without the slightest bit of cowardice.
"Stare? Can your stare be bigger than mine? You're still glaring at me? Do you believe that I won't gouge out your eyes, throw them on the ground, and crush them for fun? "
Ye Zichen looked at Wu Di's sharp tongue in astonishment. He'd never known his apprentice had this side to him.
However, this was even better. It would save him the trouble of teaching her in the future.
No matter how he looked at his apprentice, he was satisfied.
Ye Zichen nodded and smiled in satisfaction, then sent his immortal awareness into Zhao Ye's spatial ring. When he saw the wealth inside, he subconsciously sucked in a breath of cold air.
No wonder Zhao Ye was so excited ….
Nevermind everything else, just the ring alone contained more than a million spirit coins. There were also countless pills, talismans, and treasures. As for the other spatial rings and pouches, although they weren't as frightening as Zhao Ye's, put together, they were more or less the same.
They were worth millions of spirit coins.
Sure enough, robbing people was the fastest way to earn money!
Ye Zichen had heard from his apprentice that if you went treasure hunting in the nearby secret realms and didn't come across any fortuitous encounters, you'd only earn a few hundred spirit coins per trip.
If you relied solely on going to the secret realms to earn this much wealth, how long would it take?
As he sighed inwardly, he glanced at Zhao Ye, Scarface, and the others. Tears of gratitude welled up in his eyes.
They really were good people!
After being slapped twice by Wu Di, Zhao Ye could no longer contain his fury.
Just what kind of status did he have? He was the number one captain of the Axe Gang, second only to one and above millions. Nevermind the fact that the Axe Gang members had to respectfully greet him as "Sir Zhao", even the heads of Raging Flame City's aristocratic families had to treat him with caution.
From the day he'd joined the Axe Gang, he'd been the only one who'd stolen from others and beaten them.
But now someone else had stolen from him, and even beaten him up! If it were just Ye Zichen beating him up, that would be one thing; he wasn't strong enough to blame others. But now that little bastard from the Wu Family had dared hit him too …..
And he'd even slapped him twice!
"Little bastard, you're looking to die!"
Suddenly, the power of a peak entering immortality surged out of his body. He naturally didn't dare kill Wu Di, but he wanted to prove himself. He was a peak entering immortality expert, and he had his dignity.
However, he only managed to raise his aura for an instant, when he sensed another aura no weaker than his own.
Wu Di.
It was actually Wu Di.
"If you have the guts, say what you just said one more time. Believe it or not, I'll have you report to the River Styx right now!"
Instantly, Zhao Ye felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head.
Although he'd injured Ye Zichen's soul, he was now at least as strong as a mid-stage entering immortality expert. If Wu Di's spiritual power was on par with his, didn't that mean he was also …..
How was that possible?
If he really was that talented, why would the Wu Family send him to Black Ox Town? Didn't the Wu Family want to rise to the Profound Great District?
Suddenly, Zhao Ye's gaze landed on Scarface.
When he sensed his gaze, Scarface knew that Zhao Ye hated him. But now, he had to suffer in silence. He couldn't even voice his bitterness!
Just half a month ago, Wu Di hadn't even reached the spiritual body level. Who would've thought he'd become so strong …..
Could this really be the legendary saying that a scholar who has been away for three days must be looked at in a new light?
But he didn't dare say anything. All he could do was bury Wu Di in his neck, his expression bitter.
"That's enough, my good disciple. Don't scare them. We're law-abiding people. How could we willfully slaughter the innocent? Besides, they've given us such a huge gift. For your sake, how about you let them go? "
Ye Zichen, who'd been watching from the sidelines all this time, stepped forward and patted Wu Di on the shoulder. In truth, Wu Di was just saying it for fun. If he really killed Zhao Ye, it might cause his master unnecessary trouble.
Coincidentally, Ye Zichen gave him a way out of this embarrassing situation, so he stepped forward and snorted.
"For my master's sake, I'll spare their worthless lives. In the future, don't ever let me see you again. If I do, I'll break your dog legs. "
He was simply too satisfied with this little disciple of his. He reached out and patted Wu Di on the head, then his smile faded and he turned to Zhao Ye.
"Hurry up and leave! My disciple won't listen to me! If he goes back on his word, I won't be able to stop him. "
Zhao Ye gnashed his teeth, glared at Wu Di and Ye Zichen, then snorted unhappily.
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