Chapter 398: Chapter Thirty-Eight Enjoyment (Monthly Ticket Bonus)
Ye Changsheng strolls in slowly, clad in a black robe. He approaches Tongtong and ruffles her hair.
“Tongtong, go back to Grandpa’s place for now. Count to three, then open your eyes.”
“Okay!” Tongtong nods, hugging her little companion beside her.
” Three.”
” Two.”
” One!”
After Tongtong finishes in her infantile voice, the Earth Shrinking Talisman in Ye Changsheng’s hand emits a bright light. Tongtong and the other girl vanish instantly.
As per the initial instructions, they should have returned to Fan Cang’s side.
“My life, my happiness for the rest of my life, how dare you—!!”
“I will make you pay!!”
The faces of the two Elders from the Four Seas Gang turn ashen. Like enraged beasts, despite the searing pain, they lunge towards Ye Changsheng.
Ye Changsheng merely glances at them. His aura, far surpassing their cultivation realms, terrifies them into submission.
“So, two cultivators in the Golden Core Realm,” Ye Changsheng remarks, raising his finger and tapping twice.
These seemingly casual taps are like celestial strikes, shattering their Golden Cores. They collapse, clutching their bodies and wailing.
The women held captive nearby watch in stunned silence.
In the mortal world, the Four Seas Gang is an almost invincible presence, a distant and unattainable force. Their immense power ensures no one dares to resist; even the Qu Luo Kingdom has to cooperate with them.
Yet, this young man completely eclipses the Four Seas Gang?
“Immortal, Immortal!!”
A young maiden, overcome with emotion, rushes forward and crashes to her knees.
“Immortal, are you referring to me?” Ye Changsheng asks.
“You are the Immortal, the one who saved us, the compassionate Immortal!”
The maiden kowtows repeatedly.
“My younger sister was abducted by the Gang Leader of the Four Seas Gang. She’s supposed to serve him tonight.”
Her voice cracks as she implores desperately.
“The Gang Leader of the Four Seas Gang, Lü Huairen, is cruel and heartless. Every night, he requires several women to attend to him. The women chosen the next day often perish due to Lü Huairen’s peculiar tastes!”
“So, you were all captured to wait for your turn to serve him?”
“Yes, all of us. Even these two Elders have… Please, Immortal, please save my younger sister!! She’s already been taken to serve him. If this continues, she won’t survive the night.”
It isn’t just this maiden; all the women present begin to plead with Ye Changsheng, their voices merging into a collective chorus, as if worshipping a deity.
“You are an Immortal, an incredibly powerful Immortal, who can extinguish these villains with a flick of your wrist, punishing evil and promoting good. With such immense power, you should save us.”
“I refuse,” Ye Changsheng states.
“What?” The maiden falters, stunned.
The others cease their prostration, their faces contorted with disbelief and shock.
“I am not an Immortal of this moment, and furthermore, I am a disciple of a great Demon Lord.” Demonic Qi surges around Ye Changsheng, making him appear like a Demon Lord descending, instilling a profound, bone-chilling fear in the mortals present.
“What’s happening in here!!”
The members of the Four Seas Gang, detecting the anomaly, charge in, several disciples among them.
Ye Changsheng waves his hand, and Demonic Qi erupts, instantly turning these Foundation Establishment Realm disciples of the Four Seas Gang into ashes.
The maiden who had pleaded with Ye Changsheng falls silent, staring at him blankly.
Ye Changsheng raises his hand, and a multitude of weapons fly out from his Small Qiankun Bag, landing before the mortals.
“I’m leaving,” Ye Changsheng says, and departs.
The women seem to grasp something. Those who had never dared to resist pick up the weapons, fierce glints in their eyes, and gather around the two Elders of the Four Seas Gang, one tall, one short.
These two are filled with abject terror, wanting to say something, but nothing they could utter could quell the rising fury.
Having lost their combat ability, they must now pay the price for the troubles they sowed.
…
“Tongtong has returned. Things can be considered temporarily settled, but one must cut the weeds and remove the roots, completely eliminating potential threats,” Ye Changsheng muses, heading towards a vital area of Jiayang City, intent on finishing everything.
The disciples of the Four Seas Gang, witnessing Ye Changsheng’s unauthorized intrusion and hearing his peculiar pronouncements, are shocked and enraged, rushing forward to demand his identity.
However, as a group surrounds him, before they can utter a sound, a few sword lights flash, and only one person remains standing.
“You, you…”
“Guide me. I’m here to congratulate Lü Huairen on his birthday.” Ye Changsheng instructs.
“…I, I…”
“Take me to Lü Huairen. I don’t want to repeat myself a third time, or I’ll find someone who understands.” Ye Changsheng declares.
The disciples of the Four Seas Gang are on the verge of soiling themselves in fear.
However, Ye Changsheng pats his shoulder, sealing his meridians to prevent him from urinating. After all, a soiled robe reeking of urine would be rather peculiar.
The disciple of the Four Seas Gang, petrified, faces Ye Changsheng with a mournful expression. After watching Ye Changsheng toss the bodies of several individuals into a mysterious spatial dimension, he has no choice but to grudgingly lead him to Lü Huairen.
In reality, Ye Changsheng already knows Lü Huairen’s whereabouts through the Soul Searching Great Method. However, when visiting someone, one must announce their arrival, especially as a guest.
Along the way, people try to cause trouble for Ye Changsheng, but with a single strike, he dispatches several cultivators who consider themselves experts.
Witnessing firsthand how defeated individuals are thrown into the Boundless Heaven and Earth Realm to be fed to Exotic Beasts, the Four Seas Gang members, realizing they are no match, panic and begin to flee.
It’s not surprising; this is merely a minor Sect that bullies its way through the Qu Luo Kingdom. Golden Core Realm cultivators are their peak fighting force. Everyone else isn’t even considered cannon fodder; they are simply bullies.
Ye Changsheng, following the guide disciple, arrives before a lavish palace.
Before he even enters, he hears the loud, boisterous laughter of men and the crying of several women, along with… lewd and vulgar sounds. (Monthly Ticket Group [World-Weary Novel Transit Station 1937929266]
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Moreover, it’s all done with such brazenness, as if they have no intention of concealing their actions.
The men inside seem to sense someone’s approach but don’t stop. One shouts towards the outside, “The birthday banquet hasn’t even begun, and you dare to disturb my mood! Do you wish to die?!”
The guide disciple trembles, nearly collapsing to his knees. He glances at Ye Changsheng, even more fearful of the young man.
“Report, Gang Leader! Someone is here to offer their congratulations in person!!”
“Who!?”
The guide disciple is momentarily confused. He doesn’t know Ye Changsheng’s identity.
“Sun Heaven Cult, Li Shashen.” Ye Changsheng states.
Sun Heaven Cult, Li Shashen? What are these names? The guide disciple’s scalp tingles, yet he’s forced to report loudly.
“Reporting to the Gang Leader, it’s Li Shashen of the Sun Heaven Cult!”
“Are you joking? Get lost!!!”
A roar like that of a lion emanates from the palace, shattering the guide disciple’s courage. Blood streams from his orifices, and he collapses like a puddle of mud, dead.
“Lü Huairen, I’m not here to joke, I’m here to give you a gift.” Ye Changsheng says calmly.
Ye Changsheng senses that the opponent’s strength is considerable; he possesses Nascent Soul cultivation. Even if his voice isn’t loud, the opponent can hear him.
Lü Huairen, inside the palace, senses that Ye Changsheng is unharmed and is quite surprised.
“Brother, are you truly here to offer me gifts for my birthday?”
Ye Changsheng waves his sleeves, and a large bell flies out, which he had retrieved from the city gate of Jiayang City.
“Yes, I’m giving you a bell.”
Ye Changsheng slaps the bell, and a handprint manifests. The sound waves surge like a tide, almost blowing the palace into the sky.
A man, completely unclothed, leaps out of the palace, intending to strike the bell back, but Ye Changsheng sends out a second palm strike with his Qi, altering its trajectory and hitting the man.
“Ugh… *cough cough cough*!”
The man, as robust as an ox, coughs up a mouthful of blood. Despite his formidable physique, he cannot withstand Ye Changsheng’s attack.
Lü Huairen, the Gang Leader of the Four Seas Gang, stands up, drapes himself in robes, wipes the blood from his lips, and clasps his hands in a greeting.
Lü Huairen knows the opponent’s strength is not insignificant but is unaware of the identity of the hooded youth. He attempts to maintain his composure and communicate.
“A pleasure to meet you, Brother Liu. I am Lü Huairen of the Four Seas Gang. In what way has our Four Seas Gang displeased you to warrant such an attack on my birthday banquet?”
Ye Changsheng glances into the palace. Several women, being violated by Lü Huairen, have tragic expressions, their faces ashen, lost in despair.
Indeed, among cultivators, there are many who bully the weak. They may be powerful, but they are still superior to mortals. Ye Changsheng, having spent several years in Wuhua Palace and mingled with others from the Demonic Path, hasn’t seen much of this.
Lü Huairen notices Ye Changsheng’s gaze. “Brother Li, do you desire women? I find we have a kinship and am willing to offer half of the Four Seas Gang’s territory, to enjoy together as equals!”
“I’d like to ask, what do these women mean to you?”
Lü Huairen replies without hesitation, “These women are merely tools for venting.”
“Is that so?”
“Of course. Women should live for men; it’s their duty. Since I have transcended mortality and stand above the mundane world, I naturally have the right to enjoy them,” Lü Huairen answers with self-righteousness.
Ye Changsheng now understands the man’s character. There is no need for further communication with such individuals.
Ye Changsheng states, “I am here to destroy you all.”
“Why?”
“Don’t feign ignorance. You know perfectly well what kind of actions your Four Seas Gang usually engages in. And now, you have provoked me, Li Shashen of the Sun Heaven Cult,” Ye Changsheng says slowly, “I permit you to resist.”
“Damn you!!”
Lü Huairen knows there is no retreat. He charges at Ye Changsheng. A Nascent Soul Realm cultivator is indeed powerful, strong enough to withstand Ye Changsheng’s deliberately weakened two strikes.
However, he cannot withstand the third. Ye Changsheng unleashes the Flower Picking Finger with unstoppable force. Lü Huairen, despite his beast-like physique, is as fragile as paper, shattering at the slightest touch.
Lü Huairen’s limbs are broken by Ye Changsheng’s blow, leaving him in a pathetic state, devoid of his former might.
“Elders, quickly come and help me! Without me, the Four Seas Gang will surely be devoured by other Sects!!” Lü Huairen roars, and three Elders of the Four Seas Gang emerge.
Ye Changsheng draws his Magic Sword and unleashes Energy Control and Sword. Ten sword Qi strike simultaneously, defeating all three men.
“Since you enjoy violating women, let’s see how you like the feeling of being violated.” Ye Changsheng takes out three Pills and holds them in his hand.
“What do you intend to do!” Lü Huairen feels an ominous premonition.
The three nearby Elders of the Four Seas Gang also sense something amiss and attempt to flee, but Ye Changsheng hooks his finger, controlling them with silken threads.
He throws the three Pills, forcing them down the throats of the three Elders of the Four Seas Gang.
One of the three ugly Elders is burly, one is stout, and one is thin. And all of them are… quite unsightly.
A flush spreads across the faces of these three ugly men. Their eyes become glazed, they pant heavily, and their demeanor becomes increasingly strange.
“Li Shashen, what did you give them!?” Lü Huairen cries out in terror.
Ye Changsheng holds a Pill in his hand and says leisurely, “Friend, have you heard of the Love Pill of Wuhua Palace?”
“—!?” Lü Huairen is struck by lightning.
“The Love Pill from Wuhua Palace is renowned throughout the world. Don’t tell me you haven’t heard of it.”
“You just fed them the Love Pill from Wuhua Palace!”
Lü Huairen is certainly aware of the Love Pill from Wuhua Palace. Its potency is immense, capable of overwhelming even Nascent Soul Realm cultivators, igniting inner desires, making one lose all reason, and even abandoning chastity.
“Why else would I?” Ye Changsheng sneers.
Lü Huairen never imagined he might face such humiliation. It is far worse than death.
The three Elders he usually disdains are now approaching him, drooling.
“Gang Leader Lü, I never noticed how adorable you are.”
“Gang Leader Lü, you smell so much more fragrant than a woman, so fragrant, so fragrant.”
“Gang Leader Lü, let’s open the door to a new world together!!”
The three Elders of the Four Seas Gang pounce, pinning Lü Huairen down.
“Wake up, quickly, wake up! Don’t come near me!!”
Lü Huairen, severely injured, is utterly incapable of resisting the three of them. No matter how he calls out, he cannot awaken their minds.
“Kill me, just kill me! I’d rather die than endure such humiliation!”
Ye Changsheng deliberately chose not to force the Love Pill on Lü Huairen, ensuring he remains conscious.
“Isn’t this exactly what you enjoy doing the most? Now you can help your good brothers vent their desires. You should be happy and enjoy it to the fullest.”
Ye Changsheng tosses several pieces of clothing towards the women, then leaves.
He doesn’t immediately depart Jiayang City but instead seeks out the esteemed guests attending Lü Huairen’s banquet. Coincidentally, there is an envoy from the Qu Luo Kingdom present.
Ye Changsheng smiles at the oblivious envoy.
…
A drizzle falls from the sky, landing on Ye Changsheng’s blood-stained black robe.
He walks out of the Imperial Palace of this small country, sighing.
The Emperor of the Qu Luo Kingdom is truly more corrupt and incompetent than imagined.
However, that is not why he sighs.
For years, Fan Cang has been tending to his parents’ graves on Ye Changsheng’s behalf. When they encountered difficulties, he should have lent a hand.
But to prevent future troubles, Ye Changsheng directly caused the downfall of this nation’s regime.
To think he actually accomplished this…
Ye Changsheng recalls someone who seemed to have done something similar.
“Why do I feel like I’m becoming more and more like him?”
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September has begun. The monthly tickets assigned by the System should have arrived. Bamboo Treasure has hinted, and wants monthly tickets.
And Little Fox also very, very, very, very, very much wants them.
