Chapter 654: You Are Not a Martial Master

He suddenly realized that Chen Yu was far stronger than him; the reason he only saw Chen Yu's cultivation as the Martial Master Realm was because his own strength was not worth mentioning in front of Chen Yu.

He was already at the peak of the Martial Ancestor Realm, and in the eyes of ordinary people, a Martial Ancestor was already a god-like existence; since Chen Yu was far stronger than him, there could only be one possibility: the Primordial Qi Realm of the Dharma Cultivator that his Senior Brother had been bitterly pursuing.

"Of course not." Chen Yu said coldly: "In your field of vision, only the Martial Ancestor Realm is the strongest. This is not because you are ignorant, but because the perspective of an ant only goes this far. Plucking a leaf to injure someone? Heh, what do you think of this move?"

Chen Yu gave a deep shout and pointed his right hand slightly.

A white gas suddenly swirled, wrapping those dozens of leaves within it, and immediately following a faint roar, the dozens of leaves surged out, turning into dozens of rays of light with trails, attacking the old man.

Pfft, pfft, pfft—the old man's face turned ghastly pale; he no longer had the demeanor of an expert he had when he first appeared. He let out a miserable shriek and fell from high in the air, with countless blood lines bursting out from his body.

"You are a Dharma Cultivator, I know it, you are a Dharma Cultivator." The old man screamed, and suddenly, he stood up violently, gathering all his strength to plunge into the darkness.

His speed was extremely fast; after taking a few steps, his figure flashed and disappeared from Chen Yu's eyes. Looking out, one could see him treading through the air, using the advantage of houses or trees, with just a slight tap of his toes covering several zhang.

"Eight-Step Zen Sect?" Chen Yu smiled: "A famous movement technique in the jianghu, fast as the wind, but do you really think this movement technique is invincible under heaven?"

The smile on Chen Yu's face vanished, and he suddenly moved, disappearing from the spot in an instant.

The old man fled desperately, his figure as fast as the wind. As he ran urgently, crossing a Bamboo Forest, he caught his breath and used his mobile phone to contact his Senior Brother.

"What is it? Disturbing my quiet cultivation so late at night; I am currently breaking through to the Primordial Qi Realm." A low voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Senior Brother, save me, save me." The old man's voice trembled.

"What happened?" The other party's tone tightened: "What is going on?"

"There is, there is an expert." The old man stammered: "Senior Brother, the other party is a true expert, he is..."

As the old man said this, an extremely powerful air current suddenly surged from behind him. Crack, crack—a patch of Bamboo Forest behind him shattered to the ground.

At the same time, a voice as deep as a bell came from all directions: "Eight-Step Zen Sect, it really is not bad for fleeing for one's life."

Snap... The old man was so scared that his phone dropped to the ground. Feeling the approach of death, he shrieked, leaped up, and gathered all his strength to rush forward.

In the night, a figure appeared behind the old man; this figure was none other than Chen Yu.

Chen Yu did not chase desperately like the old man; he walked slowly along the road with a leisurely gait, but his seemingly unhurried speed was actually fast to the extreme.

"Chen Yu, let this old man go, I will absolutely never dare to be your enemy again." The old man pleaded while fleeing for his life.

"Hmm, let you go? Wouldn't that make Ye Jingguo think I am easy to talk to?" Chen Yu laughed: "Besides, you haven't done little to help the tyrant in his evil deeds by Ye Jingguo's side all these years, have you?"

"My Senior Brother is a Dharma Cultivator about to step into the Primordial Qi Realm; if you dare to touch me, my Senior Brother will definitely avenge me." The old man screamed.

"Isn't that because he hasn't broken through yet? Heh, a mere Half-step Dharma Cultivator, and you call yourself a Dharma Cultivator?" Chen Yu shouted: "You have lived to such an old age, let me send you on your way."

Chen Yu joined his right-hand fingers together, instantly forming a Sword Finger. He slashed out with one sword toward the front.

Whoosh—a Sword Qi burst out from between Chen Yu's fingers, a Sword Qi whistling away, grazing past the old man's neck.

Chen Yu stopped his steps; he no longer looked at the result, turned around, took a step, and left this place.

The old man stood blankly on the spot, a look of horror appearing on his face. Suddenly, a blood line flowed from his neck, his body tilted, and his head and body parted ways.

After dealing with this old man, Chen Yu returned.

For Chen Yu of the Primordial Qi Realm, dealing with a Martial Ancestor Realm expert was easy, but this old man, as well as Liu Lianxin whom he met on the first day, made Chen Yu maintain a sense of vigilance.

Shengjing is a place where spiritual veins converge, a place of earthly spirits and outstanding people, and all kinds of experts emerge one after another. While his cultivation in the Primordial Qi Realm is indeed powerful, Chen Yu must be doubly careful here.

Just as he pushed open the door, Chen Yu discovered Mu Xi sitting in the living room.

"How did you know I live here?" Chen Yu was between laughter and tears; Mu Xi entered his home just like entering her own, which left him somewhat speechless.

"In Shengjing, isn't it an easy thing to find out where someone lives?" Mu Xi glanced at Chen Yu and said: "You've been here for a few days, why haven't you gone to see your old mother?"

"It's not that I don't want to, but there are some things that need to be handled in time. Is she... doing well?" Chen Yu asked.

"She's doing well, full of energy, and her sharp edge is fully revealed." Mu Xi praised: "In all these years, I have never seen her this spirited, and whoever provokes her, she will retort immediately."

"That's good." Chen Yu gave a bitter smile.

"Did you get involved in the Ye Family's affairs?" Mu Xi asked Chen Yu.

"Yes, I promised the young lady of the Ye Family that I would cure her grandfather." Chen Yu nodded.

"Hmm, that girl from the Ye Family is not bad." Mu Xi nodded: "She would be just right as my sister's daughter-in-law."

A black line appeared on Chen Yu's head, and he said with a wry smile: "It's not what you think."

"Do you dare to say that nothing happened between you and her?" Mu Xi stared at Chen Yu and said: "Over at the Gu Clan, you two were alone for so long; don't tell me you didn't eat her."

Chen Yu nearly spat out a mouthful of old blood; Mu Xi's insight was truly venomous.

"Why, don't you want to take responsibility?" Mu Xi glanced at Chen Yu and said: "With the status of the Ye Clan, it doesn't disgrace you. Besides, if you didn't regard her as your own woman, would you bother taking such a big risk to go up against Ye Jingwu? He is a well-known madman."

Chen Yu did not speak; what Mu Xi said did indeed have some truth to it. He and Ye Qingning had experienced the reality of husband and wife, and subconsciously, he had already regarded her as his own woman.

Otherwise, Chen Yu felt he really wouldn't have bothered to go against the people of the Ye Clan like this.

"Alright, your old mother is handling some matters recently, so she is very busy. I am here on her behalf to see you. If there's nothing else, come to the house for a meal another day." Mu Xi stood up and said.

"Alright, I will definitely go." Chen Yu nodded.

Mu Xi rose to take her leave, and Chen Yu did not linger, lying down to rest.

However, in a villa in the suburbs, Ye Jingwu's face was so ugly it was almost dripping water.

In the courtyard of his villa lay a corpse, and this corpse was the old man who had previously attacked Chen Yu.