Chapter 437: Back?

A figure burst out from the crowd.

If you want to act against our Divine Medicine Sect's Guest Minister Elder, you also need to ask me, the Sect Master, whether I agree or not!

Everyone looked closely and saw a middle-aged man with handsome features, his aura heavy and frightening; he was, in fact, a powerful expert of the Profound Venerable realm!

He is the Sect Master of the Divine Medicine Sect, Feng Mian!

Someone exclaimed in surprise.

"A mere Grain of Light, and you dare to be arrogant?" the Xu Kong Gongzi sneered, utterly contemptuous.

Including Ye Qingran herself, there are only two Profound Venerables; how could they match eighteen Profound Venerables?

"Ye Qingran, with just the two of you, you still want to rebel?"

As the Xu Kong Gongzi's words fell, voices rose and fell from the crowd.

"Me too!"

Ling Shaoyang stepped out from the crowd, walking toward Ye Qingran with firm steps.

"Although my strength is not enough, I am still willing to lend Ye Eldest Brother a hand!"

Gu Dongliu held his folding fan between his teeth, smiling faintly.

"Sister Ran, I've got your back!"

Xia Zhimeng hopped and skipped toward Ye Qingran.

Besides these three fans, everyone from the Jiuzhou Second Corps training at the East Suburb villa also came.

"Boss, we're here too!"

Nearly a hundred young people, high-spirited, with fighting spirit soaring.

Their eyes were filled with a wolf-like ferocity.

Whoever dares to move against their boss, they will fight to the death!

In a moment, a large crowd gathered behind Ye Qingran.

It looked imposing and mighty.

The onlookers couldn't help but feel their blood boil.

Ye Qingran truly hadn't expected them to come, nor that they would step forward at this moment.

Although their combat strength was nearly negligible, that feeling was deep and impossible to ignore.

True feelings are revealed in adversity; this is an unchanging truth.

At such a time, anyone willing to step forward is absolutely worth befriending.

Yun Lan, however, curled her lips coldly.

Although their numbers are not few, most are merely Xuan Sect disciples; before a Profound Venerable, they are utterly inadequate.

Put bluntly, those eighteen Profound Venerables are more than enough to deal with them!

"Hahaha~"

After a moment of stunned silence, the Xu Kong Gongzi let out a mocking laugh.

"Ye Qingran, let me advise you: just behave obediently. Otherwise, being knocked to the ground would look ugly!"

"Is that so? I don't think so either!"

Ye Qingran stepped forward, the corner of her lips curling in a sneer: "Only eighteen Profound Venerables? Tsk tsk, not much of a challenge!"

The crowd: "......"

Eighteen Profound Venerables, still not enough?

You yourself are only a Profound Venerable—who are you looking down on?

Yun Lan snorted coldly, "Wait until you can defeat them before talking!" After saying that, she waved her hand, and the eighteen Profound Venerables moved!

Eighteen strong surges of aura came from all directions, their target clear: they attacked only Ye Qingran.

Facing the eighteen Profound Venerables' attacks, Ye Qingran, inherently a frail woman, appeared utterly disadvantaged, as if she could be crushed to powder at any moment.

All eyes were fixed on Ye Qingran, wanting to know how she could overcome the many with the few.

When the eighteen Profound Venerables were just a foot away from Ye Qingran, her aura suddenly sank, and an extremely fierce gust of wind burst from her center, sweeping outward.

Those eighteen Profound Venerables were actually forced back by that gust of wind!

What's more shocking is that they all seemed to have suffered heavy injuries, unable to launch a second attack!

This scene can simply be described as beyond belief.

A similar scene had occurred not long ago at the gate of the Ye Residence.

Back then, the Lin Family joined forces with the Wuji Hall steward Mu Family, sending a hundred Xuan Sect and Profound Lord-level experts to besiege Ye Qingran, yet she defeated them with a single move.

But Ye Qingran herself is a Profound Venerable; defeating Xuan Sect and Profound Lord cultivators is still understandable.

Defeating eighteen Profound Venerables with a single move, however, seems a bit excessive, doesn't it?

Yun Lan stood upright in disbelief, the gleeful expression on her face replaced by solemnity.

"This is impossible!"

Yun Lan let out a low cry.

How could a single Profound Venerable possibly defeat eighteen Profound Venerables so easily?

"Could it be that she is not a Profound Venerable but a Profound Emperor?"

Yun Lan thought so, but quickly dismissed the idea, for she could clearly see that Ye Qingran's cultivation was indeed that of a Profound Venerable.

Moreover, Ye Qingran is so young that the chance of her being a Profound Emperor is minuscule.

The smile on the Xu Kong Gongzi's face froze there, his folding fan slipping from his hand to the ground without him noticing.

Just moments ago, he had mocked Ye Qingran as a mere Grain of Light, yet reality dealt him a harsh slap.

After seeing this, the members of the Jiuzhou Second Corps had an even deeper look of admiration in their eyes.

Their leader is just like that—silent, but when he does speak, it startles everyone.

After Yun Lan calmed down, she gave the three middle‑aged men behind her a glance.

The three middle‑aged men all wore black gauze hats, their faces hidden, yet their aura was terrifying; only when their breath radiated outward did the cultivators realize they were Mysterious Emperors!

Three Mysterious Emperors!

"Nan Yin Zhou Yunfu, truly a grand gesture!"

Many people felt a surge of emotion in their hearts.

Mysterious Emperor!

It should be known that throughout Donglin Country there is not a single Mysterious Emperor, yet the princess of Nan Yin Zhou Yunfu can easily command three Mysterious Emperor strongmen to do her bidding.

The three Mysterious Emperor strongmen stepped forward in unison, each step seeming to tread on everyone's heartstrings.

"It looks like today Nan Yin Zhou Yunfu won't rest until they take me down."

Ye Qingran smiled lightly and said.

"Anyone who dares to kill someone from Yunfu should have known they'd meet this fate!"

Yun Lan's tone was cold.

"You three, bring her down for me!"

"Who dares to touch my woman!"

A chilling voice thundered like a sudden lightning strike.

Everyone wore expressions of shock and horror.

The only one who could call himself "the Honored One" and wield such a powerful aura was the Emperor Sovereign from the Summit of the Deer Hunt!

So the Emperor Sovereign of the Summit of the Deer Hunt has returned?

After the voice fell, a figure descended from the sky, like a deity, standing beside Ye Qingran.

The man's black robe clung tightly to his upright, firm body; his visage was in full bloom, outshining countless hues.

Even a single silhouette possessed unparalleled elegance!

It was unmistakably the Emperor Sovereign of the Summit of the Deer Hunt!

Upon seeing Fu Hanxiu, excitement flickered in everyone's eyes.

This is the Emperor Sovereign of the Summit of the Deer Hunt!

To them, he was an unattainable, deity‑like existence. Had it not been for Ye Qingran, they might never have the chance in this life to glimpse the Emperor Sovereign's splendor.

Compared with the fervor in everyone's eyes, Ye Qingran merely raised an eyebrow, a bit unexpectedly.

Fu Hanxiu, you've returned?

She surveyed him sideways, and ripples rose on Ye Qingran's heart‑lake.

Though absent for a while, he remained as handsome and refined as ever, his aura like the sun itself, unmatched.

For some reason, a scene she could have handled herself felt even more reassuring after seeing him.

Yet his gaze was overly intense, causing her to look away, unwilling to meet his eyes.

Fu Hanxiu's eyes locked tightly on the woman before him, his pupils filled with tender, scroll‑like gentleness.