Chapter 1773

A Tang sword hung at his waist!

There are so many sword experts on Ye Pu Island!

"Senior Zhu Wushi of Ye Pu Island?" Ximen Wudi eyed the lead man, narrowing his eyes: "You are Ye Pu Haichuan, the founder of Ye Pu Island?"

Ye Pu Haichuan, the founding patriarch of the Ye Pu Sect.

In traditional Chinese culture, anyone who reaches the Master realm and achieves great accomplishments is entitled to be called "Master," and in the martial world, this is almost universally how such masters are addressed.

Ye Pu Haichuan was once the pinnacle of the Chinese martial world; after breaking through the barrier to transcendence twenty years ago, he retired into seclusion and rarely showed his face—few in the martial world had ever seen him, and even within the Ye Pu Sect, no one had laid eyes on this founding patriarch in a long time.

Yet, this time, the patriarch himself had come!

"That's right—I am Ye Pu Haichuan!" Ye Pu Haichuan said, drawing his long blade and pointing it at Ximen Wudi: "Today, I shall eradicate your Chinese martial world!"

His words rang out strong and resolute, brimming with determination and might!

Ye Pu Haichuan's words seemed to carry a magical power that could not be defied!

Ximen Wudi shook his head: "I dislike being threatened, especially when I'm in the middle of something—it ruins my mood completely."

He paused, then added: "Besides, I despise your attitude—so I very much despise you."

"I hate it when people put on airs, because you have no idea what a terrible price that arrogance will cost you!"

Ye Pu Haichuan snorted coldly and raised his right hand!

Shhh!

His long blade flashed from its sheath, slicing through the air like a silver streak, aiming straight for Ximen Wudi's throat!

The speed was so extreme that the blade generated violent friction!

Ye Pu Haichuan truly was a man who drew his blade at the slightest provocation—and once he drew it, it was always meant to kill Ximen Wudi!

But Ximen Wudi paid no mind to whether the blade aimed to end his life—he surged forward himself!

His left hand seized the blade's edge and wrenched it from Ye Pu Haichuan's grip!

Then, with a reverse sweep, the long blade traced a circle in the air and struck directly across the groin of Mr. Ye Pu!

Bam!

Mr. Ye Pu curled into a shrimp-like ball, clutching his groin, collapsing to his knees as he screamed in agony!

Blood gushed from his groin!

In an instant, a thick, foul stench filled the entire valley!

Ximen Wudi did this deliberately—to terrify the disciples of the Ye Pu Sect!

He wanted them to know who the true master of this island was—who had the right to rule here with impunity!

Seeing this scene, the remaining disciples of the Ye Pu Sect all retreated, terrified of provoking this demon!

"I'll ask you one more time…" Ximen Wudi's voice cut off as he lunged forward, kicking Mr. Ye Pu in the shoulder!

The man tumbled to the ground again!

Ximen Wudi walked up to Mr. Ye Pu, sword in hand: "Will you jump into the pool and kill yourself, or shall I help you?"

Mr. Ye Pu lay at the edge of the pool, staring at Ximen Wudi: "I warn you… our Ye Pu Island…"

Pa!

Ximen Wudi slapped him without hesitation, knocking him flat, then stomped on his head: "I only heard what you just said—I didn't catch what you were trying to say."

"I… I surrender!" Mr. Ye Pu immediately changed his words, struggling to his feet and plunging headfirst into the pool!

"You fools, what are you standing there for? Stop him!" Mr. Ye Pu roared!

This man had shamed the Ye Pu Sect beyond redemption—even his own father couldn't bear to look at him!

Ye Pu Haichuan glanced coldly at his son: "Ignore this bastard."

Then he turned to Ximen Wudi and said solemnly: "My lord Apollo, greetings."

"Heh, so you know who I am," Ximen Wudi sneered.

Ye Pu Haichuan was decades older than Ximen Wudi, yet he called him "my lord"—a truly absurd spectacle.

"My son is truly in the wrong—I am willing to take responsibility for him. I beg Lord Apollo to spare him," Ye Pu Haichuan said.

"No," Ximen Wudi said, raising his blade sharply: "Save those words for your son when you return home."

"Wait!" A grim expression twisted across Ye Pu Haichuan's face!

As he spoke, a wave of killing intent surged from his entire body!

"Oh? Still resisting?" Ximen Wudi sneered coldly: "Do you really think your brute strength can match mine?"

"I can't guarantee victory," Ye Pu Haichuan said, gripping his blade: "But today, I will surely take you down!"

Yet at that moment, a figure suddenly hurtled down the mountain path!

It was Ye Pu Xue!

Her sword tip angled toward the ground, embedded in the soil, her body arched like a bow—elegance radiated from her stance.

Her beautiful face was filled with solemnity: "My Ye Pu Sect has had no dealings with your Chinese martial world—why have you come here today, and why did you kill my father's personal guard?"

As she spoke, she fixed her gaze on Ximen Wudi, her eyes wary—after all, the speed and explosive power he had just displayed were truly terrifying.

"When I arrived at Ye Pu Mountain, I met no enemies," Ximen Wudi smiled slightly. "But I suspect this was a trap set by Ye Pu Mountain."

His words made Ye Pu Xue suddenly realize the truth.

"No wonder… I should have thought of this possibility earlier."

Ximen Wudi was right—Ye Pu Xue had chosen to climb the mountain secretly at night because she anticipated danger tonight.

She didn't know exactly what the danger was, since she wasn't the island's strongest fighter; to prevent any mishaps, she had come ahead of time.

Moreover, she believed that the old man on Ye Pu Mountain would surely arrive early to ambush Ximen Wudi.

However, she never expected that some fellow on Ye Pu Mountain would turn out to be such a cowardly weakling.

The reason Ye Pu Haichuan had come up the mountain with such bravado was, besides maintaining his face as the leader of the Ye Pu Sect, also to probe Ximen Wudi's true strength.

As a result, this single probe brought him bitter suffering.

"I am the Fuzhang Sect of Ye Pu Mountain. If you harm me, then the Ye Pu Sect will be forever enemies with your Huaxia Jianghu world!" Ye Pu Haichuan still said, sticking out his neck.

"I'm sorry, I'm not afraid of making enemies with any power, but since you've already come here, I think you've also prepared yourself for death." Ximen Wudi narrowed his eyes, a glint of cold light released from his gaze: "I will not let go of anyone who plots against my country."

Ye Pu Haichuan let out two cold laughs: "The Huaxia Jianghu world is, after all, just a Wu Lin Jianghu. Could you still be fantasizing about overturning the rule of the secular dynasties?"

Before he could finish speaking, Ximen Wudi's four-edged military spike had already pierced through his heart!

"I think you've misunderstood my meaning." Ximen Wudi said lightly.

He did not utter one more word of nonsense.

Ye Pu Haichuan's body stiffened.

He slowly lowered his head, looking at the hole pierced through his chest.

"This… no… this is impossible…" Ye Pu Haichuan murmured: "It shouldn't be like this…"

"You don't deserve to bear a surname." Ximen Wudi said, then pulled out the military spike and pushed Ye Pu Haichuan into the water!

"I said, I don't need prisoners. So-called Young Master Haichuan — just go feed the fish." Ximen Wudi finished speaking, then directly leaped into the icy cold lake water.

This Young Master Haichuan's corpse floated in the lake water for a few seconds before it began to slowly sink.

Ximen Wudi swam underwater to the other's side and rammed Ye Pu Haichuan hard with his knee!

This pampered scion of a second-generation rich immediately lost consciousness, completely losing the ability to move.

And around his body, five or six black sharks were densely clustered.

Of course, since this was close to the deep bottom of the lake, the black sharks' mouths had not opened; otherwise, it was estimated that not even dregs of this Ye Pu Haichuan would be left.

"Throw the corpse up onto the shore." Ximen Wudi said.

Actually, at this moment, Ye Pu Haichuan was only about three meters away from Ye Pu Xue.

This Miss's expression was a bit complicated, looking at Ximen Wudi: "I hope we are not enemies."

Ximen Wudi looked at Ye Pu Xue's face, gave a slight smile, reached out his hand, and lightly patted the other on the shoulder: "We won't be enemies, just… friends."

After a pause, he added: "I don't really like owing others."

"Thank you, Lord Apollo." Ye Pu Xue pressed her lips together, glanced at Ye Pu Haichuan's corpse, and said: "Pass this news to my martial uncle; that old gentleman will surely be very angry."

"That old gentleman?" Ximen Wudi, upon hearing this form of address, shook his head: "It seems this Ye Pu Sect is quite a mess."