Chapter 338: Can’t Stand a Blow Translator: Tim Editor: Fish Creek

Just as the sky darkened, Ye Mo’s cultivation essence recovered. He took out the yellow Gu bug and threw it. The Gu turned into a yellow ray and disappeared. Ye Mo followed at the Gu's speed. A few minutes later, the yellow bug flew into a mansion on a vast expanse of land.

Ye Mo scanned his spirit sense inward and immediately followed.

The Gu fell into the hands of a blue-clothed man. The man appeared to be in his forties, but his face was bleak and emotionless. His power, however, seemed almost equal to Tan Jiao's, surpassing the earth level tertiary stage and reaching the earth stage peak.

Such a master, hidden in the cities and cultivated for such a short time—Ye Mo was certain the man had cultivated no more than thirty years. To reach this state in thirty years demonstrated exceptional talent and an extraordinary cultivation method.

Ye Mo knew how difficult it was to cultivate ancient martial arts. He had seen many ancient martial arts cultivation methods; their meridian-opening techniques were trash compared to spirit chi cultivation methods. Even if Ye Mo cultivated ancient martial arts, reaching earth level would take five or six decades, requiring medicinal herbs for support.

The blue-clothed man, in his forties, was already halfway to the great heaven state. His cultivation method was overpowered. Who knew how many essence blood bugs this man had devoured to reach this stage?

The man held the yellow Gu bug Ye Mo had released, his face turning blue. He hadn’t expected the bug's host to be killed twice in such a short time.

“Who is it? You dare kill the host of my bug? If I don’t turn you to dust, I’ve wasted thirty years of cultivation! Sha 3, come here!” The blue-clothed man raged, slapping the table to pieces.

A black-clothed man dashed in, kneeling before the blue-clothed man. “Gu king, Sha 3 awaits your command.”

The man’s hideous face relaxed slightly. “I planted this Gu bug on someone named Han Zai a few days ago. Since the Gu is here, Han Zai is dead. I ordered Han Zai to kill Ye Mo’s family. Han Zai’s death is connected to Ye Mo. Immediately notify Sha 1 to question Yang Jiu. Then, tell him to assemble all his killers. Leave no one alive in the Beijing Ye family. Kill everyone Ye Mo knows.”

“Yes,” Sha 3 replied.

The blue-clothed man sneered, looking at the Gu bug. “I, Ren Sha, will show you the consequence of offending me and killing my Gu’s host.”

“Wait,” the blue-clothed man called out. “After the Ye family, bring the women Ye Mo knows to Chun An. I’ll go there personally to humiliate them.”

The man’s veins bulged. Since his debut, no one dared to cross him. Only he killed; who dared to kill his men? But today, several of his men had been killed by a young man in his twenties. He wouldn’t tolerate it.

Sha 3 reached the door when a huge foot kicked him back tens of meters, smashing him into the blue-clothed man. He spat out blood and died. A Gu flew out, landing in the blue-clothed man’s hand.

The blue-clothed man’s eyes narrowed. One kick killed his personal guard, Sha 3. This man was terrifying.

He looked up and saw Ye Mo walking in slowly, his face calm, as if he hadn’t kicked Sha 3.

“Who are you?” Although Ye Mo’s appearance was known to those who’d gone to kill him, this blue-clothed man had never seen Ye Mo’s picture. He didn’t know Ye Mo and, deep down, didn’t want to lower himself to learn about him.

But seeing Ye Mo kick Sha 3 to death, he knew this youth was a threat. Although not as strong, Ye Mo wasn't far behind.

He didn’t want conflict. “I have no feud with you. Why cause trouble and kill my disciple? Are you trying to scare me?”

Ye Mo sneered. “Who am I? No feud? I’m the Ye Mo you were about to wipe out. Tell me, do we have a feud?”

“You are Ye Mo?” The blue-clothed man’s face changed from bleak to astonishment. He knew Ye Mo was powerful, with a few killing blows, but at most black level; he’d disregarded him.

News of Ye Mo killing many from the He Liu sect hadn’t reached him. Seeing Ye Mo now, he couldn’t gauge his strength.

Only his loyalists knew this place. How did Ye Mo find him?

Ren Sha’s heart sank. He killed ruthlessly, often taking innocent lives, but he had standards: those he killed posed no threat. If they did, he avoided conflict until he could eliminate them completely.

Few threatened him. Ye Mo’s age suggested no threat, but seeing him, he realized his mistake.

Ye Mo wasn’t just a threat; he was almost his equal. He didn’t want to mess with him. Had he known Ye Mo’s strength, he wouldn’t have interfered, much less ordered the killings.

Ren Sha’s sixth sense was strong. While he didn’t think Ye Mo was a match, he wouldn’t risk it. In three years, he could reach the great heaven stage. Then, Ye Mo would be an insect.

Two more men, similar to Sha 3, rushed in, kneeling before Ren Sha. “Gu king, Lu Min died in Ning Hai, and Yang Jiu and Han Zai are missing.”

“You killed everyone in Ning Hai? You were in Chun An this morning. How could you kill in Ning Hai and appear here?” Ren Sha’s eyes turned fierce. He’d seen Ye Mo’s methods; he didn’t want to continue, but Ye Mo kept killing his Gu’s hosts, infuriating him. He’d forgotten what his killers were doing in Ning Hai.

Ye Mo sneered, raising his hands. Two wind blades killed the kneeling men. Two Gu bugs flew out, landing in Ren Sha’s hands.

“You…” Ren Sha’s anger exploded; he raised his hands, more than ten colored rays charging at Ye Mo.

Ren Sha used Gu bugs to attack. Ye Mo sneered, shooting out a chi swirl. The Gu bugs were trapped and burned to crisp by Ye Mo’s fireball.

A putrid smell arose as they turned to dust.

Ren Sha stared at the dust, dumbfounded. Some could counter his Gu, but not this easily. Less than three minutes, and they were gone. He knew the distance between them was vast. He couldn't even stand a blow. Ye Mo was a great heaven master. He couldn't deny it; otherwise, he couldn’t have killed his Gu so easily.

“I’m no match for you.” Blood seeped from Ren Sha’s mouth. Although the Gu fed on life essence, he’d cultivated them; their deaths affected his spirit.

Ye Mo walked closer. “Of course you aren’t. I don’t need you to remind me.”

“Before I die, how did you find me?” Desperation showed in Ren Sha’s eyes.

Ye Mo knew Ren Sha wouldn't give up, but he wasn't afraid. Ren Sha was at most Tan Jiao's equal. Without the Gu bugs, even Tan Jiao could kill him instantly.

“Your yellow Gu. I captured it and released it. It led me here,” Ye Mo said plainly. He raised his hand, releasing a wind blade.

Ren Sha watched dumbly as Ye Mo severed his arm silently, without pain. He couldn’t understand how anyone could follow a Gu bug. What speed was that?

The moment his arm was severed, he reacted, shooting out a black ray and ramming into the wall, which crumbled.