Chapter 150: Ye Mo’s Fury
Translator: Tim Editor: Chrissy
“You’re Ye Ling’s boyfriend, so isn’t she living with you? And how did you get in?” Lu Li arrived at the door.
“Yeah, Ye Ling left this morning and hasn’t returned. We thought you two were enjoying some private time and forgot to invite us to dinner,” Tian He said.
Ye Mo felt a sudden sense of unease and urgently asked, “Which of you has Ye Ling’s number?”
Ye Ling’s boyfriend didn’t have her number. Although speechless, seeing Ye Mo’s desperate expression, Tian He gave it to him.
“Thanks.” Ye Mo obtained Ye Ling’s number, then said one word and disappeared.
“He runs really fast. Did he have an argument with Ye Ling?” Dan Dan asked.
Tian He shook her head. “I don’t think so. Look how worried she was for him; how could she argue with such a handsome boyfriend? If I had a boyfriend like that, I’d do anything he asked. I wouldn’t argue with him.”
“Okay, Tian He, I’m sure you’re not a virgin anymore. Tell me the truth, who slept with you?” Dan Dan giggled.
Tian He sighed. “Sigh, I don’t want to, but I can’t find someone like Ye Ling’s boyfriend. If I did, I’d chase him, pft…”
“Ye Ling said last night that guy was her brother?” Dan Dan looked disbelieving.
“Yeah, but you need to believe it. If I had a boyfriend I loved, I’d call him brother too. Is that so strange?” Tian He said.
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Ye Mo called Ye Ling immediately, but her phone was unavailable. Ye Ling knew he was in Beijing and even wanted to ask Ye Zifeng out today. There was no way her phone would be off. Her dorm mates said she’d gone out that morning, so how could there be no news of her? And her phone was off?
Something must have happened.
His first thought was the two people mentioning something happening at the Ye Family. Had something happened to Ye Ling? Although Ye Mo wasn’t entirely sure about those ridiculous family laws, he knew enough. If people knew Ye Ling stole the Dragon Balls, she’d have no way to escape.
Thinking of Ye Ling, Ye Mo’s heart burned with worry. He regretted staying at the training base all day. He should have taken the money and left that morning.
Ye Mo hailed a taxi and rushed to the Ye Family mansion. The driver stopped at the entrance because cars weren’t allowed beyond that point.
Ye Mo got out and, using invisibility magic, darted through the long, shady road to the mansion like a hurricane. It took him only half a minute—a car would have taken a full minute.
Two guards still stood at the door. If he hadn’t seen Ye Ling’s condition, he would have used his invisibility magic to enter. But at the inner courtyard door, he had already scanned Ye Ling’s state. His spirit sense now reached nearly 80 meters.
The moment he saw Ye Ling, his fury erupted. Her head sagged, her hair a mess, hung at the corner of the courtyard inside a mosque. Her body was bloodied from obvious whip lashes; her clothes were tattered. In just a day, she’d been tortured to this state.
Bam! Ye Mo kicked the door, sending it flying many meters.
Before the two guards could react, they were dead, spitting blood onto the ground.
Ye Mo rushed into the mosque and cut the rope with a wind blade. Ye Ling fell into his arms. Ye Mo felt relief that she wasn’t dead, only fainted. It was probably due to lack of food and severe beatings.
If he’d arrived an hour or two later, it would be hard to say if she’d still be alive.
Ye Mo’s cultivation chi surged as he immediately channeled it into Ye Ling’s body. She had internal injuries, but under Ye Mo’s treatment, they gradually disappeared. Ten minutes later, she woke up and saw the person before her. It was Ye Mo. Shocked, she immediately asked, “Brother, why did you come? This has nothing to do with you. Why did they capture you?”
Ye Mo affectionately wiped the blood from Ye Ling’s head. “Sorry, Ye Ling, I came late. I’ll take you away later, but first, I’ll avenge you. I’ll wash you first; close your eyes.”
Ye Ling moaned and realized there wasn’t a single part of her clothes or skin that was unharmed. Ye Mo was her brother, and she didn’t think otherwise. She felt a warm sensation in her body that prevented pain and made her comfortable.
She didn’t understand why Ye Mo was cleaning her. Although she was his sister and her clothes were tattered, she was still embarrassed.
Ye Mo looked at the lashes on her body—bruises everywhere—and a fit of fury burned within him. He used water ball magic to clean Ye Ling. At the same time, with his chi, the scars and bruises quickly disappeared.
Ten minutes later, a ruckus erupted outside. Ye Mo removed his shirt and put it on Ye Ling.
Ye Ling opened her eyes and looked at her wounds—they had vanished. She looked at Ye Mo in shock. “Brother, what medicine did you use? I don’t feel any pain, and there are no marks on my body anymore. It’s magical, but I’m a little hungry.”
Ye Mo caressed Ye Ling’s hair. “Your brother is a doctor and has opened a clinic. This time, leave Beijing with me, okay?”
Ye Ling obediently nodded. At that moment, she felt calm and happy in her brother’s arms, without worry. A faint serenity comforted her. If she could stay with her brother, she would never return to the horrific Ye Family. She just didn’t know what was happening to Ye Zifeng.
“Brother, you took off your clothes for me. What about you? You look so feeble and scholarly, but you have such a sturdy build.” Ye Ling subconsciously touched Ye Mo’s sturdy arms and complimented him.
Just as Ye Mo was about to speak, more people arrived outside. The Ye Family had arrived. Ye Mo had already scanned 20–30 armed guards.
Ye Ling, however, hadn’t noticed them yet. She suddenly reached into one of Ye Mo’s pockets. “Brother, why do you have so many stones? Hm, there are some in your pants pocket too?”
Ye Mo had only given her his shirt; she was still in his arms, so she casually felt the ores in his pants pockets.
“We’ll talk about this later.” Ye Mo untied the rope that bound Ye Ling, put her on his back, and tied her again. Then, he kicked the mosque door.
The sturdy door shattered.
Without warning, someone reached the inner courtyard and killed two guards. Ye Beirong knew about this major incident, but what angered him more was seeing Ye Mo break the mosque door. He was angry at the guards’ uselessness and at Ye Mo for breaking the door.
“Capture him immediately and bring him inside. The rest of you leave immediately. All Ye Family members, come to the meeting lounge immediately.” Ye Beirong almost ordered Ye Mo and Ye Ling killed, but he retained his senses. Someone so cocky in the Ye Family mansion had to die, but he needed to ask some questions first.
He immediately called a meeting. In his eyes, capturing a youth carrying Ye Ling would take no time at all. He didn’t need to worry. He’d only seen Ye Mo a few times and didn’t recognize him.
Ye Mo sneered. He’d dared to charge into Sai Na Peninsula and face the Nan Qing Army numbering thousands, so how could he worry about 20–30 guards?
Ye Ling was worried; she wanted Ye Mo to leave first, but knew escaping with so many people surrounding them was impractical. She sighed, accepting their fate. If she was going to die, she might as well die with Ye Mo.
However, what followed almost made her doubt her eyes.
Ye Mo practically flew into the 20 guards. Ye Ling only saw shadows of Ye Mo’s fists and kicks as thudding blows echoed.
Ye Ling didn’t expect Ye Mo to be so strong. He was carrying her and still easily beat up 20–30 guards. Thinking of how he’d healed her so quickly and that warm feeling in her body, she knew Ye Mo was no longer the Ye Mo she knew.
She recalled last night: Ye Mo easily killed people and took her away from that entertainment place. The Song Family still didn’t dare to hunt them. Now, it seemed the Song Family knew her brother was strong and didn’t dare to approach.
She never imagined Ye Mo would become this strong. Her brother was excellent, but Ning Qingxue still dared to revoke their marriage. She must be blind. If Ye Mo weren’t her biological brother, she might even fall in love with him. Thinking this, Ye Ling cursed herself for thinking too much, but it was comfortable on her brother’s back. Perhaps she was too tired and gradually fell asleep.
“You are very strong, but you’re not leaving this mansion today.” A calm voice sounded after Ye Mo beat dozens of people.