Yun Zhonghai was still cultivating in his courtyard. The weak moonlight shone on his pale face.
Two black silhouettes appeared behind him, but Sis Yao's heavy breathing caught his attention.
"Who's there?"
Yun Zhonghai reacted quickly. He stood up, turned around, and saw Ye Qinghan and Sister Yao. He was both shocked and delighted.
"W-what are you doing here?"
Yun Zhonghai was a little dazed by Sister Yao's arrival. He had neglected the fact that Ye Qinghan had appeared so silently that he had even managed to hide from his divine sense.
"I came to see you."
Sister Yao stepped forward, reaching out to hug Yun Zhonghai.
How could Yun Zhonghai still be on guard? He let his guard down. At this moment, Ye Qinghan's figure flashed, and the blade in his hand slammed into the back of Yun Zhonghai's head. An icy aura directly sealed his soul.
Yun Zhonghai immediately fainted, and Ye Qinghan placed a restrictive spell on him.
Whoosh!
Ye Qinghan removed the frigid spiritual essence and unsealed Yun Zhonghai. Only then did Yun Zhonghai wake up. Ye Qinghan had acted so quickly that Yun Zhonghai was confused. However, he quickly realized that he had been enslaved by the restrictive spell on his sea of consciousness.
"You …" Yun Zhonghai was furious. He pointed at Ye Qinghan, his eyes cold.
"It's good that you're obedient," Ye Qinghan said coolly. "If I want to kill you, I can do it with a single thought. You won't be able to do anything."
"What are you planning to do?" Yun Zhonghai asked.
"Kill Yun Zhongjun and make you the city lord of Cloudtop." Ye Qinghan said. "However, you have to announce that Yun Zhonghai suffered cultivation deviation while trying to break through to the Paramount God realm. He tried to kill the innocent, and you killed him."
Yun Zhonghai looked at Ye Qinghan in disbelief. It was as if the heavens had fallen into his lap. Other than being enslaved, there was nothing he couldn't accept.
Ye Qinghan smiled when he saw Yun Zhonghai agree without hesitation. However, in his heart, he saw Yun Zhonghai's shadow in his eyes. Yun Zhonghai wasn't someone to be trusted. Once the crisis was over, Yun Zhonghai would be his first target.
"Give me your weapon." Ye Qinghan smiled at Yun Zhonghai and extended his hand.
Yun Zhonghai had no choice but to give his life weapon to Ye Qinghan.
Ye Qinghan forcibly erased Yun Zhongjun's Divine Sense, dripped a drop of blood on the divine weapon, and then hid it in his sleeve. After asking for Yun Zhongjun's location, he quietly disappeared.
Yun Zhonghai looked at Sister Yao with a reproachful expression. "Why are you helping him harm me?"
With a bitter smile, Sister Yao lowered her head and said, "I had no other choice. Otherwise, he would have killed you as well."
"Little Yao, when he kills Yun Zhongjun, you must ask him to undo my restriction. No matter what price we have to pay, we have to endure it. In the future, you and I will be the masters of Cloud City!" Yun Zhonghai pleaded in a low voice.
Sister Yao looked at Yun Zhonghai's crazed appearance and frowned. She probed, "What if I have to pay the price with my body and soul?"
"We'll endure the humiliation first. It's just a body. I love your soul. As long as it's you, I will love it. Don't mind it, okay?" Yun Zhonghai took a step forward, wanting to hug Sister Yao.
A hint of disappointment flashed in Sister Yao's eyes. The two brothers were the same. They were both selfish people. Thus, she took a few steps back and said in a low voice, "I'll try my best. Whether or not I can make him change his mind will depend on fate."
…
Zhengyun Palace was where Yun Zhongjun cultivated in seclusion. The seven-story iron tower spiraled upward, and the layers of mechanisms were set up like iron buckets. There were no flaws at all.
Yun Zhongjun didn't trust anyone. Apart from him, no one was allowed to approach this place. If someone triggered the mechanism, he would kill them as soon as he came out. In the past, a few wives who relied on his love and children to trigger the mechanism had failed to escape death.
Ye Qinghan appeared outside the iron tower like a ghost. He looked at the three layers of barriers inside and outside and smiled disdainfully. He approached the barrier in the night and effortlessly passed through it. However, he didn't trigger the barrier's counterattack.
He continued to climb up the spiral staircase. The inner rooms were all open, and they were filled with supreme holy herbs and secret arts. They were all priceless treasures. These were Yun Zhongjun's life's work. Even Ye Qinghan felt envious just looking at them. The divine bird and the little miser were also startled, but they were suppressed by Ye Qinghan's bloodline.
Ye Qinghan continued to float upward. His feet didn't touch the ground, and his clothes didn't touch the walls. He didn't make any sound.
Yun Zhongjun was trying to break through to the Supreme God Realm on the seventh floor. He had reached the most critical moment. At this moment, the Supreme God's aura was constantly emanating from him. It was getting denser and denser. He was fully focused on breaking through the bottleneck and no longer paid attention to the outside world.
Ye Qinghan reached the seventh floor and saw a powerful middle-aged man with his back facing the door. The door was ajar, and there was a barrier protecting this place.
Ye Qinghan turned into a wisp of pure ice spirit and fused with the barrier. When he reappeared, he was already in the room.
Yun Zhongjun didn't notice it. After all, Ye Qinghan's soul was too powerful. Moreover, Ye Qinghan was a Supreme God. Yun Zhongjun hadn't officially broken through to the Supreme God Realm yet. It was an honor for him to be assassinated by an invincible Supreme God expert.
A wisp of ice spirit attached to the divine sword. It was as fast as lightning and pierced through the back of Yun Zhongjun's head. Then, Ye Qinghan grabbed Yun Zhongjun's neck and punched his temple.
Bang!
Pu!
The powerful Yun Zhongjun screamed in despair, but his throat was locked, and his eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. He struggled to turn his head, and all he saw was a handsome young man with a mocking look in his eyes. The smile on his face made him despair.
"You …"
Yun Zhongjun only had time to say one word before his soul was shattered by Ye Qinghan's palm.
Boom!
Ye Qinghan released Yun Zhongjun's corpse. From the outside, it looked like he only had a sword wound, but in reality, his internal organs and soul had all been crushed by the powerful ice spirit and turned into dust. There was no hope of survival.
"I'm just here to take your life."
Ye Qinghan whispered. He looked at the several Supreme God Pills and Supreme God Treasures around him, then waved his hand and sucked them all away. Then, he went downstairs and took away all the treasures in the iron tower, leaving nothing behind.
Soon, Ye Qinghan silently left Righteous Cloud Palace and returned to Yun Zhonghai's courtyard. The two of them were five meters apart. Sister Yao remained vigilant, not wanting Yun Zhonghai to come close.
Shua!
Ye Qinghan casually removed the spiritual consciousness from the divine sword and tossed it to Yun Zhonghai. He said calmly, "Yun Zhongjun is dead. Do a good job. From today onwards, you will be in charge of Cloud City. I want to nurture a group of geniuses. Help me prepare a large amount of divine herbs and high-grade spiritual god stones."
"Alright … But can you undo the seal on me? I'm willing to take all the responsibility for you, "Yun Zhonghai probed.
"If you do well enough, it's not impossible to undo the seal. But now, it's impossible. Sister Yao's words are also useless. Remember, don't betray me. Otherwise, your entire clan will be wiped out by me. I've placed a seal on them. It's just that they haven't discovered it yet," said Ye Qinghan coldly.
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