Chapter 653: Thanks for the Reminder

"This... Brother Chen, is it inconvenient for you to say what the matter is?" Jiang Wei looked at Chen Yu in confusion; he did not know what kind of matter could not be told to him.

"It is." Chen Yu shook his head and said, "In any case, keep your guard up."

"Alright, I understand. Thank you for the reminder, Brother Chen." Jiang Wei nodded with a solemn expression. He now regarded Chen Yu as a god-like existence. Since Chen Yu had spoken to him so earnestly about this, the matter was certainly not simple, so he had to be careful.

The group drank for a while. Jiang Wei and He Shaoming both had decent alcohol tolerance, but they were no match for Chen Yu cheating. After a round of drinking, the two were tipsy. Watching the driver help them into the car, Chen Yu finally left. Checking the time, it was already the early hours of the morning.

Suddenly, a figure moved in the darkness, and at the same time, a sharp killing intent locked onto Chen Yu. The aura of this killing intent was very strong; it was at least a Martial Ancestor Realm expert.

Chen Yu glanced behind him; the killing intent was coming from a dark alley behind him.

Chen Yu sneered and stepped into the alley.

This place was in the old city district, so there were many residential houses. He saw an old man dressed in black martial attire standing on the highest point of a three-story residential building, his hands behind his back.

The killing intent naturally emanated from this old man. Moreover, seeing him as light as a swallow, with his hands behind his back, and his True Qi being retracted and released with ease, he was at least a Martial Ancestor Realm expert.

"Martial Ancestor Realm?" Chen Yu stared at the old man, feeling more or less a bit emotional.

The highest realm for a Martial Artist is the Martial Ancestor Realm. Although it is extremely difficult to achieve, to be honest, there are not few Martial Ancestor Realm experts in this world.

What everyone can name is only a portion; the experts within the ancient martial families and hidden families are the most numerous.

It is just that in other places, it is harder than ascending to heaven to see a Martial Ancestor Realm expert, but in a place like Shengjing City where hidden dragons and crouching tigers reside, it is common. Most of these experts are retainers hired by large families or wealthy clans.

Sure enough, having money is the hard truth. In the eyes of others, an expert of this level is an unreachable, god-like existence, but in the eyes of the wealthy, they are just a hired thug.

As for who hired this Martial Ancestor expert before him, Chen Yu actually already had an idea.

"You are Chen Yu?" The old man stared at Chen Yu, releasing his killing intent without reservation.

A Martial Ancestor expert has already perceived a trace of the Heavenly Great Dao, having a feeling of vaguely becoming one with heaven and earth. They can pluck flowers to injure people; flowers and grass can all be weapons. But with just one look from this old man, ordinary people probably could not withstand it.

It was just that Chen Yu felt nothing toward the killing intent released by this old man; after all, he was now a Primordial Qi Realm Dharma Cultivator.

"That's right, I am Chen Yu. Who are you, sir?" Chen Yu asked indifferently.

"Hehe, why ask so much?" The old man chuckled and said, "Anyway, your life is not long for this world. What my name is—does it make a difference whether I tell you or not?"

"It is still different." Chen Yu shook his head slightly and said, "Tell me your name so I can collect your corpse for you; otherwise, there will be one more nameless grave in this world."

"Presumptuous." The old man was furious: "This old man has practiced for over sixty years and broke through to the Martial Ancestor Realm three years ago. Although I am not known to the world, looking at the present age, there are not many people who can rival me."

"You are just a greenhorn. Do you really think you can defeat me with your ability?"

"I am just stating a fact. If you don't believe it, so be it. Anyway, whether your name is spoken or not is no longer important." Chen Yu smiled: "It's just that I have one more question I want to ask."

"Hehe, ask away. I'll give you a chance before you die." The old man stroked his beard.

"The one who sent you—is it Ye Jingwu of the Ye Clan?" Chen Yu stared at the old man and asked.

"That's right, it was the Ye Clan that sent me. My Senior Brother and I have been lurking in the Ye Clan for ten years. The current Head of Family of the Ye Clan, Ye Jingwu, sent me to take your head." The old man said proudly.

"So it really is him." Chen Yu nodded and said: "Ye Lao is still alive, yet Ye Jingwu is already impatient to crown himself Head of Family. Hehe, truly a filial son."

"Enough talk. I see you are also a person of the Martial Dao; I won't bully you. I will let you have three moves." The old man laughed.

"Where is your Senior Brother? Why doesn't he show himself?" Chen Yu asked.

"To kill you, I alone am sufficient. Why bother my Senior Brother to join in?" The old man sneered: "Besides, my Senior Brother contemplates the creation of heaven and earth and has already caught a glimpse of the threshold of a Dharma Cultivator. To him, he would absolutely not waste a single second of time on you."

"So that's how it is. That's a pity. Before you die, I'm afraid you won't have the chance to see your Senior Brother one last time." Chen Yu nodded slightly and said with some regret.

"Kid, you talk too much. Make your move." The old man said proudly: "I will absolutely not fight back."

"You won't fight back?" Chen Yu looked at the old man with a look of pity for the mentally disabled, feeling depressed. This guy probably didn't know how strong his opponent was: "It's better if you make the first move. Once I make a move, you won't have the chance to make one."

"Arrogant brat." The old man's eyes suddenly opened wide, and he shouted: "Since that's the case, then I will send you on your way."

With a clear shout, the old man grabbed with his right hand, plucking a leaf from a tree nearby. He joined his fingers into a Sword Finger, clamping the leaf. Then, a flash of killing intent appeared in his eyes. With a clear shout, the leaf in his hand whistled and flew toward Chen Yu.

A Martial Ancestor Realm expert can use flowers, grass, and trees as weapons. This soft leaf, driven by the old man's True Qi, was no different from a steel blade.

Looking at the incoming leaf, a mocking expression appeared on Chen Yu's face. These? They were all things he had finished playing with long ago. For this old man to use this to attack him was truly bringing humiliation upon himself.

A sneer appeared on the old man's face. A single leaf was enough to kill Chen Yu.

Suddenly, with a 'pop' sound, the leaf vanished before Chen Yu, turning into powder. The smile on the old man's face instantly froze.

"What realm are you in?" The old man shouted in a deep voice. In his view, Chen Yu was just a small Martial Artist who had just stepped into the Martial Master Realm; he was not worth him taking action personally.

But Chen Yu actually had the power to fight back in front of him, which made him feel it was inconceivable.

"Does the realm matter?" Chen Yu sighed slightly. He beckoned with his right hand, and a tree ten meters away shook violently. Dozens of leaves floated in mid-air, condensing in front of Chen Yu following his hand gesture.

In mid-air, these leaves formed the pattern of a Yin Yang Fish, slowly rotating.

"Once cultivation has a distinction of realms, a person has fallen into the lower tier." Chen Yu said indifferently: "What realm do you think I am in now?"

"You, you... you are not a Martial Artist. You are not." A look of horror appeared on the old man's face.

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