Chapter 35

A figure stood at the foot of the mountain, bare-chested.

His body was adorned with vivid flame patterns, as if they were pulsating.

His black hair flowed behind him, though dark in color, it gave the impression of flames from a distance.

His face also bore flame patterns, and his eyes seemed to flicker with fire.

However, Lan Wenyan, who was nearby, recognized the somewhat peculiar-looking young man as Ye Jing, who had gone missing in the Dragon Subduing Abyss.

Although his face was covered with flame patterns, his features were still recognizable.

Lan Wenyan, somewhat uncertain, tentatively asked, "Is it you, Junior Brother Ye Jing?"

The other turned his head, his gaze fiery and captivating, but he still nodded, "Yes, it's me."

Lan Wenyan curiously asked, "In the Dragon Subduing Abyss, you..."

Hearing the name of the Dragon Subduing Abyss, Ye Jing's eyes flared with obvious anger, and his expression turned cold, "I have a strong constitution and didn't die."

"Regardless, it's good that you're safe," Lan Wenyan sighed in relief. "Everyone was worried about you, but Senior Brother Yan said you were a lucky person who could turn misfortune into fortune. It seems Senior Brother Yan was right..."

Before he could finish, he was interrupted by a loud shout.

"Yan Zhaoge!" Ye Jing's eyes almost shot flames, "If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have suffered such a great calamity!"

"From the beginning, he had no good intentions and wanted to kill me!"

"But I am tough and didn't die. My cultivation has even improved, which will surely disappoint him." Ye Jing gritted his teeth, "A gentleman does not let a grudge go unavenged. I will settle this score with him sooner or later!"

Lan Wenyan's brows furrowed, "Junior Brother Ye, calm down. I have heard about what happened that day. Senior Brother Yan's inner crystal furnace fell into the abyss and exploded, injuring you. It was an accident."

Ye Jing snorted, "Are you a worm in his stomach, knowing what he thinks? Whatever he says, you believe?"

"The Grandmaster of the Red Spirit Banner originally came to trouble him, but he diverted the disaster to me using the fire seed. Everything was planned by him!"

"A mere low-grade treasure weapon has clouded your judgment, making you so biased in his favor?"

Lan Wenyan, hearing this, also became angry, "It was your own fault for being greedy and trying to snatch Senior Brother Yan's true fire seed. Otherwise, why would the Grandmaster attack you? Do you really think you're that important?"

"Your survival from such a great calamity has made you emotional and irrational. I don't blame you, but that doesn't mean you can spout nonsense."

He looked Ye Jing up and down, shaking his head, "I believe what Senior Brother Yan said! Why? You had already fallen into the abyss, with a slim chance of survival. Why would Senior Brother Yan throw his inner crystal furnace down there?"

"Moreover, an inner crystal furnace is extremely precious. To kill you, would Senior Brother Yan destroy his own inner crystal furnace? Which is more valuable, a legendary inner crystal furnace or you, who isn't even a Grandmaster yet?"

"Whether it's me, you, or anyone else who entered the Dragon Subduing Abyss with him, if Senior Brother Yan really wanted to kill us, he could do it with a single slap, or even a breath. Why would he need to destroy his own inner crystal furnace?"

Ye Jing instantly recalled Yan Zhaoge's indifferent attitude towards him.

The despair, anger, and hatred from that day in the Dragon Subduing Abyss surged, almost consuming his reason.

Ye Jing's eyes were bloodshot with rage, "A mere low-grade treasure weapon has made you all like dogs to Yan Zhaoge?"

"I'll beat the dogs first, then the master!"

With a roar, he leaped into the air and pounced on Lan Wenyan!

Lan Wenyan was taken aback, feeling a wave of heat hit him, almost suffocating him.

Ye Jing's survival and increased cultivation were evident.

Lan Wenyan didn't hesitate, quickly raising a shield, the low-grade treasure weapon given to him by Yan Zhaoge.

However, seeing the shield, Ye Jing's anger intensified, and he unleashed a barrage of punches.

His fists, relentless and tireless, rained down like a tsunami or a mountain collapse.

Lan Wenyan, unable to fully utilize the low-grade treasure weapon, could not withstand Ye Jing's bare-handed attacks.

Finally, the treasure weapon was knocked out of his hand, and Ye Jing's punches sent Lan Wenyan flying.

Seeing his opponent on the ground, spitting blood, Ye Jing's eyes were cold, and his gaze filled with killing intent. After a long moment, he turned his gaze away.

His eyes fell on the shield that had fallen to the side, and his anger and hatred flared again. He rushed forward, kicked the shield, and sent it flying far away.

The shield became a small black dot, disappearing into the distant mountains.

Ye Jing glared at the nearly dead Lan Wenyan, then turned and walked away, heading deeper into the mountains.

"Through the ring, I have reshaped my body, but due to the martial arts techniques, I have become much more irritable and quick to anger," Ye Jing gradually calmed down as he walked, and a sense of regret began to creep into his heart. "Although Lan Wenyan was biased towards Yan Zhaoge, he didn't actually help Yan Zhaoge harm me. I almost killed him, which was a bit impulsive."

But thinking about how he had become this way, his anger flared again, "Yan Zhaoge!"

"Hmph, seeing Lan Wenyan's behavior today, I can imagine that most people in the sect are on Yan Zhaoge's side."

"His father is an elder in the sect and will surely protect him. It will be extremely difficult for me to seek justice."

"But so what? If I don't expose Yan Zhaoge's ugly face and seek justice, all my suffering will have been in vain."

"To seek justice, I need to be strong enough. If I am stronger than Yan Zhaoge and his father, how could they dare to harm me and twist the truth?"

Ye Jing looked up at the undulating mountains before him, his gaze as cold and hard as iron, burning with fiery determination, "I must have powerful strength to seek justice for myself, and I must be stronger than that father and son."

"Yan Zhaoge, wait and see. I will make you pay for everything you owe me!"

...

"Ye Jing seriously injured a fellow disciple?" Yan Zhaoge looked at Ah Hu, somewhat surprised.

Ye Jing's survival didn't surprise Yan Zhaoge at all.

If someone saw him and the news reached the sect, it would only be good for Yan Zhaoge, as it would completely prove his answers during the questioning.

Yan Zhaoge wasn't worried about facing Ye Jing in a blood soul reflection ritual to recreate the scene.

But Ye Jing's appearance and nearly killing Lan Wenyan left Yan Zhaoge puzzled.

"Did this kid fall and hit his head in the abyss?" Yan Zhaoge felt bewildered, "Why did he attack someone?"

Ah Hu snorted, "That Ye kid seems to have a big grudge against you, Young Master. The disciple who defended you and argued with him seems to have provoked him."