Chapter 2070: Just Waiting Here for Someone

Everyone looked at Zhang Tu with pity; his last shred of pride was crushed by Wu Song's casual undressing.

Everyone could tell that Wu Song wasn't faking it.

At that moment, Wu Song's skin was slightly red, and steam was actually rising from his body.

“Hahaha, refreshing! Truly refreshing! Brother Ji, this wine of yours is simply divine!” Wu Song laughed heartily.

Ye Yuan smiled and said, “After drinking this cup, you won't need to expend divine essence to ward off the cold for half a month.”

Wu Song nodded slightly. “I can feel it. Once this wine enters the belly, it's like a warm spring spreading from the lower abdomen throughout the body. At this rate, there's absolutely no problem going ten days or half a month without using divine essence! Warm Sun Shine, haha, the wine truly lives up to its name. I feel as if a warm sun is shining inside me, incredibly cozy!”

Beside them, Wu Ling was already drooling with desire.

She looked at Ye Yuan with an innocent gaze and coaxed, “Brother Ji, let me have a sip too.”

“You?” Ye Yuan gave her a strange look, his expression meaningful.

Wu Ling suddenly understood something, her face changing color as she blushed deeply.

“Hahaha...”

The room burst into laughter.

“Little sister, it's fine, just go ahead and strip. We'll pretend we don't see a thing!”

“What's there to fear? Women of the far north are as tough as men!”

“Hahaha...”

…

Everyone roared with laughter, and Wu Ling wished she could find a hole to crawl into.

Just then, a middle-aged man walked over and said to Ye Yuan with a smile, “Little brother, how about a cup of wine for me?”

As soon as this man appeared, everyone's hearts tightened.

“It's Thunder Blade Wang Heng! If that kid dares to refuse him wine, he probably won't make it out of this door today!” someone whispered.

“Hey, Wang Heng is a tough nut. He draws his blade at the slightest disagreement. More importantly, hardly anyone can survive three strikes from him!”

Seeing this, Zhang Tu's face once again took on a relaxed and composed expression.

This kid was probably here to cause trouble today; finally, someone had come to deal with him.

Ye Yuan didn't even look at Wang Heng. He picked up the small pot, poured himself a full cup, and then raised it.

“Tch, putting on airs. In the end, he's just caving in,” Wu Ling muttered softly.

Wang Heng was also all smiles, almost drooling, and reached out his hand.

Unexpectedly, Ye Yuan simply tilted his head back and drank it himself.

Wang Heng's face stiffened, his hand frozen in midair, unsure whether to withdraw it or leave it there.

“Kid, are you messing with me?” Wang Heng glared, his voice deep.

“I said only Brother Wu could drink. Did you think I was joking? If I gave it to you, where would my face be?” Ye Yuan said calmly.

These people had all been watching the fun just now, and now they wanted to beg for wine. Ye Yuan wasn't that cheap.

Seeing Wang Heng's face darken as if it would drip water, everyone's scalps went numb.

This kid really knew how to stir up trouble.

Provoking Zhang Tu wasn't enough; now he had provoked Wang Heng too.

Did this guy really want to leave horizontally today?

“Is this kid crazy? He dares to provoke Thunder Blade Wang Heng!”

“Wang Heng is at the peak of True God Fourth Heaven. They say he once fought a True God Fifth Heaven to a standstill with his thunder blade. This kid must be tired of living!”

…

Seeing Ye Yuan's suicidal behavior, everyone was greatly alarmed.

Hearing Ye Yuan's words, Wu Song's slight drunkenness instantly sobered him in fright.

“Brother Ye, forget it. It's just a cup of wine. This... this is Thunder Blade Wang Heng!”

Wang Heng was quite famous in this area, so Wu Song naturally knew his name.

Both Ye Yuan and Ning Tianping had concealed their cultivation levels. To others, they appeared to be mere youths over a thousand years old—how strong could they be?

Thus, everyone in the room paid them no heed.

"Heh, too late! Anyone who dares to defy me, Wang Heng, deserves only death! Kill this brat, and I'll naturally get to drink his wine!"

As he spoke, Wang Heng suddenly drew his blade, surrounded by the power of ice and lightning.

This Wang Heng had actually fused the laws of ice and lightning!

That single strike was terrifying to the extreme.

"It's over, he's dead for sure!"

"This kid really is stubborn!"

"Who says otherwise? It was just a cup of wine."

...

Just as everyone was sighing in regret, the blade had already reached Ye Yuan's face.

Then, the tavern fell into dead silence.

Ye Yuan had actually caught Wang Heng's blade directly with his palm.

With that light grab, the fused law power instantly dissipated into nothing.

Butcher Zhang's eyes went wide, staring at the scene in disbelief.

This Wang Heng's thunder blade was certainly no weaker than his own, yet this kid had caught it with his hand?

Wang Heng was equally terrified, staring at Ye Yuan in horror, desperately trying to pull his blade free.

Unfortunately, no matter how much he channeled his divine essence, his thunder blade seemed welded to Ye Yuan's hand, unable to budge an inch.

"Let... let go! If you don't, I won't be polite!" Wang Heng blustered.

Hearing this, Ye Yuan lightly said, "Oh," and released his grip.

Wang Heng had been pulling hard on the blade, and with Ye Yuan's release, he fell flat on his face.

"You told me to let go. Why weren't you ready?" Ye Yuan asked innocently.

Never having suffered such humiliation, Wang Heng roared in fury, "You're asking for death, brat! Ice Thunder Blade, die!"

This time, Wang Heng erupted with an even more ferocious aura.

The power of the fusion law was pushed to its peak by him.

Everyone was greatly alarmed.

"This is Wang Heng's true strength! This aura is probably not inferior to the fifth level of the True God realm, right?" someone exclaimed.

Ye Yuan, however, shook his head slightly and said calmly, "I spared your life just now, but you insist on seeking death. Enough, I'll send you on your way."

Then, under the astonished gaze of the crowd, Ye Yuan gently pointed a finger to meet Wang Heng's strike.

Pfft!

The terrifying power of the fusion law instantly dissipated.

Wang Heng's entire body directly exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

Ye Yuan waved his hand and annihilated the blood mist.

The room fell into dead silence; everyone looked at Ye Yuan as if they had seen a ghost.

This is the Blade King Wang Heng!

And... just like that, he's dead?

That guy caught a true divine treasure with his bare hands—how tough is his body!

So this kid really isn't afraid of the cold; he wasn't bragging.

With a body comparable to a true divine treasure, why would he fear the cold?

Zhang Tu's face was like a dye shop, colors shifting unpredictably.

He secretly thanked his luck that it was Wang Heng who struck first, not him.

Otherwise, he'd probably be in the same state as Wang Heng by now, right?

This kid... how can he be so strong?

"I'm just waiting for someone here. Don't bother me. As for this wine, you'll be able to drink it someday, but I'm afraid you won't be able to afford it," Ye Yuan said calmly.

He poured himself a cup of wine, then poured one for Ning Tianping, and downed it in one gulp.

The crowd was speechless. Didn't you just say... you could only have one cup?