With a snap, he forced the door open and then slammed it shut.
Boom... The floor inside the room trembled slightly.
Ye Xingchen looked at the person in front of him with some surprise, no, to be precise, a mountain of flesh.
He was less than 1.5 meters tall, and his height and width were almost equal.
His entire body was covered in trembling fat, but his fat had an abnormal greenish-gray color.
Drug slaves are a practice of Futu Mountain. These drug slaves are selected from countless children with special physical conditions and then soaked in highly toxic drugs.
Then they are fed highly poisonous substances to temper their bodies and bones, because many children cannot withstand highly poisonous substances, and only one in a hundred children can survive the tempering process.
Those who survive become drug slaves. These creatures possess immense strength, their bodies covered in hard, scale-like flesh, making them impervious to swords and spears.
Moreover, because the other party had been tempered in drugs since childhood, his brain was damaged, so that he had no thoughts or consciousness and could only obey the orders of Futu Mountain.
This is simply an unparalleled killing machine.
"Mr. Ye, I don't know any martial arts, so let my medicine slave try it. But we need to make it clear beforehand that I'm not trying to kill you, but rather to verify whether my medicine has really failed." Bai Wei still appeared harmless, but the killing intent in her words was undisguised.
Whoosh... The medicine slave moved. His body seemed clumsy, but in fact he was incredibly agile. He strode forward and attacked Ye Xingchen with a palm.
Before the palm strike even arrived, a poisonous wind mixed with a fishy smell swept in.
This toxic wind even formed a green mist, and the potted plants indoors withered instantly when they were swept by the green mist.
Ye Xingchen's protective aura suddenly rose up, like a golden bell, protecting him within three feet.
With a whoosh, the palm struck his protective aura, unleashing a powerful burst of air, and a cloud of green mist suddenly dispersed.
With a flick of her sleeve, Bai Wei released a fragrant breeze from her palm, protecting Cheng Qiang. Otherwise, the aftershock would have been enough to kill Cheng Qiang countless times.
The medicine slave, having missed his first strike, roared in fury. He then unleashed a furious barrage of attacks on Ye Xingchen, his massive palms flying up and down, striking out dozens of times in an instant.
However, Ye Xingchen remained seated and unmoved, and these poisonous palms could not penetrate his body or have any effect on him.
Despite his prolonged and unsuccessful attack, Yao Nu showed no signs of discouragement. He roared, leaped up, and raised both fists high to deliver a powerful punch to Ye Xingchen.
Ye Xingchen slowly raised his head. He remained motionless, but a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.
Boom... The drug slave in mid-air froze, then flew backward as if hit by a cannonball.
With a thud, a huge hole was smashed through the office partition, and the drug slave fell heavily to the ground.
But he struggled to his feet, leaped up, and his massive body displayed unimaginable agility in that instant.
Ye Xingchen joined two fingers of his right hand together, forming a sword-like gesture, and coldly stared at the medicine slave that was whistling through the air.
"Slave, stop." Bai Wei's tone was grave. She stopped him in time and smiled at Ye Xingchen, "Mr. Ye is indeed a master, we acknowledge..."
However, before she could finish speaking, she could no longer say anything more, because Ye Xingchen did not stop because she called for him to.
The hand rises, the sword falls...
With a whoosh, a sword light carrying the power of dawn swept away, the white sword energy flashing through the air.
*Pfft...* The medicine slave in mid-air split in two, falling to the ground like two pieces of rotten flesh.
Ye Xingchen didn't draw his sword; he simply gathered his qi and slashed, instantly splitting the medicine slave, whose body was as hard as copper and iron, in two. This level of strength was beyond question.
Bai Wei's smile froze. Training medicine slaves was not easy; out of a hundred medicine children, only one could survive and become a medicine slave.
Although this is not the highest level, the effort and money invested are truly immeasurable.
"So these are the medicine slaves of Mount Futu?" Ye Xingchen said with a faint smile, "Why do they look like monsters?"
“Mr. Ye’s strength is indeed unfathomable.” Bai Wei’s lips curved into a smile. “Moreover, Mr. Ye is the first person in recent years to be immune to the drugs of Mount Futu.”
“Futu Mountain…” Ye Xingchen remained silent. In this world, even Futu Mountain has entered the mortal realm to fight for territory. It seems that peace will not last much longer.
"If there is an opportunity, I would like to invite Mr. Ye to accompany me to the Western Regions and visit our Mount Futu." Bai Wei chuckled and said, "I have offended Mr. Ye a little today. I will definitely visit him to apologize another day."
"No problem." Ye Xingchen smiled, slowly stood up, and turned to leave.
Before leaving, he turned his head and glanced at Cheng Qiang, only to see that Cheng Qiang's face was so gloomy it was almost dripping water.
"Cheng Qiang, forget about Phoenix Terrace's territory. Sometimes people die from their desires." Ye Xingchen said calmly, "I'm not killing you today to give you a warning. If you continue to court death, no one can save you."
After leaving those words behind, Ye Xingchen turned and left.
Inside, Cheng Qiang's lips twitched, and he didn't recover for a long time.
After a long while, he suddenly flew into a rage, grabbed the cup in front of him, and smashed it heavily on the ground.
Crash! The cup shattered into pieces.
Bai Wei, standing to the side, said with some regret, "A perfectly good set of Yixing teapots was ruined by breaking just one cup."
"Ye Xingchen, this is going too far." Cheng Qiang clenched his fists tightly, his teeth grinding together.
“He’s gone too far, but he has the right to do so,” Bai Wei said casually.
"How strong is he?" Cheng Qiang looked up.
“Unless one of the Three Saints of Buddhism descends the mountain, he will be invincible in Jinling,” Bai Wei said.
"This...is it that strong?" Cheng Qiang was completely dumbfounded.
Mount Futu is a secluded place far from the hustle and bustle of the world, and the Three Saints of Mount Futu are figures who have half-stepped into sainthood or have already attained sainthood.
Only someone like this could defeat Ye Xingchen? Does that mean Ye Xingchen already possesses the strength of a martial saint?
"His apparent strength is merely that of a celestial being, but if you really consider him an ordinary celestial being, you're mistaken, terribly mistaken. This kind of person is a chosen one, a being favored by the heavens." Bai Wei said leisurely, "So for us, he is a formidable opponent."
"What should we do then? It's better if we don't provoke him." Cheng Qiang hesitated.
"Hehe, do you think you won't run into him if you don't provoke him?" Bai Wei laughed.
"He also said that if I don't court death, I won't die," Cheng Qiang said sheepishly.
“That would be too naive. I don’t know what he’s doing in Jinling, but I’m certain of one thing: he will definitely have a conflict of interest with us.” Bai Wei said slowly, “Our Futu Mountain is bound by the three laws of secular life and cannot get involved in secular disputes.”
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