Chapter 1533: I'm Not Here for a Contest

"Huh? Change the name? And he's only at the early Guixu stage? Fifth Brother, are you kidding me?"

Yue Qingfeng, the leader of the Dragon-Slaying Gang, looked at Meng Huo with suspicion and disbelief.

A mere early Guixu cultivator wanted the Dragon-Slaying Gang to change its name, and Fifth Brother hadn't even slapped him to death!

And why change the name?

Dragon-Slaying Gang—how domineering it sounded!

Meng Huo's face was extremely sour. He didn't want to admit that Ye Yuan was stronger than him; that would be too humiliating.

A late-stage Three-Turn Golden Body cultivator losing to an early Guixu cultivator—if this got out, he would become the laughingstock of the entire South City.

"Big Brother, you don't know this, but that kid's movement technique is incredibly fast. If you're not careful, he slips away. Although our main hall isn't afraid of him, the branch halls below are another story!"

Meng Huo's eyes darted around as he switched to a more tactful explanation.

He had imposed a gag order on everyone who had witnessed the incident.

Anyway, if that kid dared to come in three days, he'd be dead.

Big Brother Yue Qingfeng was a half-step Divine Lord powerhouse; even if that kid could fly, the boss could still smack him down.

But Yue Qingfeng waved his hand and said, "Forget about him. A brat like that can't stir up much trouble. The day after tomorrow, we're negotiating with the Silver Feather Gang over the ownership of the Front Court Three Streets—that's the real issue!"

The Front Court Three Streets were the border between the Dragon-Slaying Gang and the Silver Feather Gang, and also the three wealthiest streets, collectively called the Front Court Three Streets.

The two factions had been locked in a struggle, fighting countless battles over these three streets without ever settling their ownership.

Today, Yue Qingfeng had taken his men to negotiate, aiming to settle things with the Silver Feather Gang.

But the result was obvious—they parted on bad terms.

Meng Huo, catching on, said seriously, "What, no deal today? Those bastards—this time we'll teach them a lesson!"

Yue Qingfeng said, "The conflict now is over Front Court Middle Street. Those bastards from the Silver Feather Gang insist on monopolizing Front Court Middle Street. Hah, they've already taken two of the streets, and they still have the nerve to make such a demand!"

Meng Huo flew into a rage: "Damn it, the Front Court Three Streets were originally our turf, and they're getting cocky? Boss, let me charge this time—I'll beat them all down!"

Despite being only at the late Three-Turn Golden Body stage, Meng Huo was extremely powerful.

Even against a Guixu Great Perfection cultivator, he could hold his own with his strong physical body.

Unfortunately, he had run into Ye Yuan.

His speed was utterly obliterated before Ye Yuan.

A fierce glint flashed in Yue Qingfeng's eyes as he said, "Hmph, this was the last negotiation! If they keep being unreasonable, the day after tomorrow's talks will be when we break all ties!"

...

Ye Yuan checked into an inn, renting two rooms—one for himself, and another for Long Zhan and Ah Si.

Ah Si, now awake, was filled with regret and felt his whole world had collapsed.

How could he have been so blind as to provoke such a demon!

Even if he survived this ordeal, the Dragon-Slaying Gang wouldn't let him off.

Because he still had to lead Ye Yuan to raid the gang's branch halls.

Expect the Dragon-Slaying Gang to change its name?

Better think again!

As for Ye Yuan, he had Ah Si take him to purchase a batch of third-grade spiritual herbs in the South City, then threw himself into the study of third-grade divine pills.

Along the way, Ye Yuan had already thoroughly mastered the theoretical knowledge of third-grade divine pills and had also bought many spiritual herbs en route.

His progress in third-grade divine pills was remarkably fast.

Ye Yuan noticed that ever since he had triggered the Heavenly Dao's resonance, his alchemy seemed to have entered a whole new realm.

His cultivation of third-grade divine pills was actually progressing faster than before.

Now, with the Purple Extreme Palace as a flying tool, Ye Yuan could spare more time to comprehend the Dao of alchemy.

Having flown for several years, Ye Yuan had spent decades in the Realm Boundary Stele space.

His current alchemy strength was enough to effortlessly surpass a host of three-star Divine Alchemists.

But Ye Yuan never tired of studying alchemy. He didn't intend to waste these three days, so he entered the Realm Boundary Stele space again to cultivate.

Three days later, Ye Yuan went alone, unhurriedly, to the Dragon-Slaying Gang's main hall.

It was the same guards, but when Ye Yuan saw them, he noticed they all looked panicked, which puzzled him.

His strength wasn't enough to make the Dragon-Slaying Gang this alarmed, was it?

"Hey, I'm back. Go fetch your boss and tell him the one who wants you to change your name is here," Ye Yuan said calmly.

One of the guards, looking terrified, immediately went in to report.

Before long, two middle-aged men who seemed to be leaders came out from the main hall.

"Third Brother, it's this kid!" Meng Huo pointed at Ye Yuan.

The Third Leader frowned at Ye Yuan, his face full of anger. "Kid, are you tired of living? How dare you toy with our Dragon-Slaying Gang?"

Ye Yuan glanced at the Third Leader, then at Meng Huo. "So, you mean you're not changing it?"

"Change my ass! Your Uncle Fan is already in a foul mood today with nowhere to vent, and you've walked right into the line of fire! I'll twist your head off right now and show you the consequences of messing with the Dragon-Slaying Gang!"

The Third Leader roared and swung a large cleaver straight at Ye Yuan's head.

Ye Yuan raised an eyebrow—the Third Leader seemed to be carrying some serious injuries.

"Clang!"

The Third Leader's ferocious swing cut through nothing but air!

"Third Brother, watch out—he's behind you!" Meng Huo shouted in alarm.

Startled, the Third Leader spun around and slashed back.

"Clang, clang, clang..."

A series of metallic clashes left everyone dumbfounded.

An early Guixu cultivator was actually fighting evenly with the Third Leader, a Guixu Great Perfection?

Where did this kid come from?

The more the Third Leader fought, the more alarmed he became—he could barely keep up with Ye Yuan's speed.

The kid's movement was erratic, like a ghost, appearing and disappearing unpredictably.

One moment his sword seemed far away, the next it was right in front of him.

Too bizarre!

He had previously scolded Fifth Brother for being useless, but now he realized how terrifying this kid really was.

"Stop!"

The Third Leader bellowed and put some distance between himself and Ye Yuan.

"Kid, you're strong! But if I weren't injured, you'd be no match for me!" the Third Leader said grimly.

Ye Yuan glanced at him and said coolly, "I'm not here to compete with you. I'm here to make you change your name! It seems you've turned a deaf ear to my warning. Fine. Starting tomorrow, get your branch halls ready. I'll take them apart one by one."

The Third Leader's face stiffened; he was actually starting to feel afraid.

Ye Yuan's movement technique was too terrifying. Even if he wasn't a match for the Third Leader, if Ye Yuan wanted to leave, the Third Leader couldn't stop him!

Just then, a guard suddenly ran out, shouting, "Third Leader, Fifth Leader, the Second Leader... he's dying!"