Free Web NovelChapter 1382: Chapter 1361: Young Man, Never Be Overambitious or Try to Force Growth!
"Las... last night, some mysterious bigshot whose identity is unknown sent out an SSS‑grade red wanted notice and bounty to all the bases under the Evil Martial Sacred Land through the Eight Great Halls."
"They’re hunting two people in total, one man and one woman. Both of them entered the Endless Deep Mountains yesterday. As for their appearance, the man is very handsome and has an extraordinary air about him, but there’s still quite a big gap between him and that bigshot."
"The woman is said to have long, beautiful legs, jade-white thighs lying across the bed, an absolute top‑tier sexy bombshell, the kind of body that makes men spurt nosebleeds at a glance."
"Our eyes posted at the entrance to the town took one look at you and immediately thought of this wanted notice, then hurried back to the inn to report. I checked it, and I think your little sister matches the woman’s appearance standard on the wanted notice very well. Plus she only recently entered the deep mountains, so she practically matches the wanted criteria one hundred percent. But you, on the other hand, differ quite a bit from the appearance standard on the notice."
"Back then, I had the fortune to serve as the Black Tortoise Hall Master’s attendant maid and attend an annual high‑level meeting of the Evil Martial Sacred Land. I saw that bigshot whose codename is ’Lin’ there. He covered half his face, so it wasn’t clear, but I can be sure that in terms of looks, he’s a world apart from you; he’s not handsome at all! So we concluded that the man being wanted must be an ugly fucker, whereas your face value is too high, and your bearing is imposing and heroic. There’s no way the word ’ugly’ fits you, which made us suspect we might have got the wrong people."
The beautiful landlady said weakly.
When Ye Huan heard the word "Lin," he immediately understood everything.
He had only just entered the Endless Deep Mountains of Huaxia and hadn’t made enemies with anyone.
If anything, it was only back in Chang’an City that he had gotten into a feud with the Huang Family’s Huang Lin.
And that codename "Lin" just so happened to call Huang Lin to mind!
No need to think about it: it had to be Huang Lin, after learning that he and the Empress had entered the Endless Deep Mountains, specifically contacting the Evil Martial Sacred Land to carry out his revenge.
Ye Huan’s eyes narrowed slightly. For someone from the Huang Family, an Ancient Martial Clan from the archaic era, to collude with a force made up of Evil Martial Artists that everyone wanted dead—now that was unexpected.
"That bigshot you mentioned, what’s his relationship with the Evil Martial Sacred Land?" Ye Huan asked coldly.
"I don’t know the specifics either. In the Evil Martial Sacred Land I’m at best just a nobody, a little errand runner. I never have the chance to come into contact with that kind of classified matter. However, that ’Lin’ bigshot’s ties with the Evil Martial Sacred Land are rather close; even the Eight Hall Masters are very respectful when facing him."
The beautiful landlady, afraid Ye Huan wouldn’t believe her, burst into tears. "Young man, I really don’t know anything more, you have to believe me."
Ye Huan didn’t doubt her. This woman was already scared out of her wits and wouldn’t dare lie no matter what.
"Young man, I’ve told you everything I know, I beg you to spare my life, I’m begging you!" The beautiful landlady pleaded again and again, even tugging down her purple tight long robe to reveal a patch of what shouldn’t be shown.
One look and it was obvious she was trying to seduce Ye Huan!
Unfortunately for her, while her looks were indeed quite outstanding among women, they had zero killing power against Ye Huan!
"One look and I can tell you’ve done all kinds of evil and harmed plenty of innocents, and you still want to live? Go to Hell and repent."
Ye Huan’s expression was indifferent. His right hand moved, and the sharp edge of the Purple Rose Sword slashed out with a ruthless gleam. In an instant it sliced open the beautiful landlady’s throat, blood spurted out and splashed across the blade.
The blood slowly trickled down along the blade, falling toward the ground with a steady "drip, drip"!
The beautiful landlady’s life force quickly ebbed away. At the moment of her death, one hand clutched her throat while the other pointed at Ye Huan, her eyes filled with the utmost venom. She couldn’t make a sound, so she cursed Ye Huan with her lips: "Someone will avenge me. You dare kill me, you’re dead. Just you wait!"
Ye Huan paid no attention at all to the beautiful landlady’s threat.
Not only did he ignore it, he swung his sword again.
The massive sword light exploded the moment it touched the beautiful landlady’s body, blasting her into a mist of blood.
From that moment on, this venomous woman could no longer utter a single word and would never be a nuisance again.
"Outsider, your strength is pretty good, beyond my expectations." Ye Fufu held the scabbard in one hand, glanced lightly at the bloody mist on the ground, and voiced her appreciation to Ye Huan.
"Thanks. Your sword is also excellent. I’d say in this world, there are no more than ten weapons that can match this Blue Rose Sword."
Ye Huan and Ye Fufu exchanged a wave of commercial flattery. With a flick of his right hand, the Blue Rose Sword shot out.
"Clang—"
Without the slightest deviation, with that single throw from Ye Huan, the Blue Rose Sword flew straight back into the scabbard that constantly emitted chill and icy mist.
"This sword of mine is naturally a heaven‑defying weapon, but without a considerable degree of martial talent and strength, there is no way to draw it from the scabbard. Clearly, your powerful strength and talent have earned its recognition. And of course, they’ve also earned mine."
Ye Fufu’s words left the two maids behind her somewhat surprised.
As Ye Fufu’s personal attendants, they had been practically inseparable from her these past few years.
They even bathed together.
Ye Fufu’s standards were very high; ordinary geniuses simply could not enter her eyes.
Even some very famous geniuses among the Hundred Races had never received her praise.
So naturally, they had never seen Ye Fufu praise anyone.
They had never imagined that this outsider from the external world could actually earn Ye Fufu’s approval.
But the more they thought about it, the more they could accept it.
Ye Huan had, by himself, completely uprooted an S‑grade base of the Evil Martial Sacred Land!
Granted, he had the Blue Rose Sword’s boost, but without corresponding strength, there was no way he could deal with such a large number and such a high quality of Evil Martial Artists.
"How old are you this year?" Ye Fufu asked Ye Huan.
For women, age can be something very private.
But for men, it’s not much of a secret.
"Twenty‑six," Ye Huan replied.
"For real? You’re even a year younger than me?"
Ye Fufu’s delicate brows knit.
You had to know, when it came to honing her strength, she’d always been extremely diligent.
Not long ago she had just advanced into the Initial‑Tier Divine King realm.
She had thought herself strong and exceptional enough, yet this outsider brat in front of her had actually reached the same realm as her while being a year younger?
How was that possible?
Ye Fufu couldn’t believe it.
Thinking it over, she could only come up with one explanation, so she advised calmly: "The road of Ancient Martial Arts is long; it requires time to sediment and your own effort. If you aim too high and too fast and take all sorts of rare medicinal herbs to boost your strength, forcing your growth, in the end you’ll only be damaging your own upper limit. I can tell your talent is extraordinary. Among the younger generation in the outer lands, you’re definitely a top‑tier genius. I advise you not to ruin your awesome talent just for the quick thrill of a fast breakthrough."
Exactly—she believed Ye Huan had gone astray, that he had eaten too many powerful, over‑supplementing medicinal herbs, which was why he had reached such a realm of strength.
Otherwise there was no way to explain how Ye Huan, younger than her, could be at the same realm!
No, not just the same—vaguely even a bit above her.
You couldn’t blame her for thinking this way. After all, the blood flowing in her veins was the Purest Bloodline of a certain Ancient Martial Clan from antiquity. For an outsider without any Hundred Races bloodline to surpass her under normal circumstances—how could that be possible?
How could his talent be stronger than hers?
What she didn’t know was that Ye Huan reaching the Initial‑Tier Divine King realm at this age wasn’t because of forced growth at all, but was in fact extremely restrained!
Every time Ye Huan’s Ancient Martial Arts strength advanced to a new realm, he would forcibly stay in that realm for a long time, only considering promotion after grinding every aspect of his body’s capabilities to the limit and solidifying his foundation to the utmost!
Following the principle that the more solid the foundation, the higher you can go, Ye Huan would sometimes even voluntarily give up the chance to advance when he could have broken through!
Only when all aspects had risen to the point they could no longer be raised would he choose to move into the next realm.
Otherwise, Brother Huan’s current realm of strength would be at least a Mid‑Tier Divine King by now—more likely already at the terrifying High‑Tier Divine King level!
