Chapter 548: Protector of the Profound Wind Pavilion

Soon after Lin Ruowei crushed the token, a series of powerful auras began to approach the tribe.

From a distance, several figures could be seen flying through the air. They landed steadily in the center of the area, coming to a stop beside Lin Ruowei.

“Miss Ruowei, I just gave you this token not long ago. Why did you use it so quickly?”

The leader was a middle-aged man dressed in black. His gaze was grim, and a chilling smile hung on his face. He looked like someone you shouldn’t cross.

“Your young master didn’t come?”

Lin Ruowei was taken aback when she saw who had arrived. This wasn’t what she had expected.

“The young master? Our young master is a man of great importance and is currently entertaining an honored guest. He couldn’t get away, so he had us come ahead.”

The middle-aged man said with a grin, “Or is it that Miss Ruowei feels my skills are not enough to help you?”

“That’s not it.” Lin Ruowei faltered. Her aggressive demeanor was clearly suppressed, and she seemed quite wary of the middle-aged man before her.

“He’s the help you called for?”

Ye Chen sized up the middle-aged man before him.

‘A Third Layer Primordial Mansion Realm cultivator,’ he thought. ‘Doesn’t seem like anything special.’

“And this is…” The middle-aged man looked at Ye Chen, realizing the young man before him was likely the trouble Lin Ruowei wanted dealt with.

‘But he looks completely unfamiliar. He doesn’t seem like someone who lives in the Black Triangle Zone.’

“He’s my sister’s husband!”

“Ever since he woke up, he’s been trying to help my sister become the Clan Leader!”

Lin Ruowei glared viciously at Ye Chen. “I called you here because I want to ask you to take care of him!”

“Him?”

‘He has no cultivation?’

The middle-aged man looked astonished. He really couldn’t understand how Lin Ruowei couldn’t even handle a piece of trash with no cultivation. Did she really need to ask them, the Profound Wind Pavilion, to intervene?

“Are you sure you want to help her?”

Ye Chen asked the middle-aged man calmly.

The middle-aged man’s eyes narrowed. He couldn’t figure out why this young man was so calm in his presence.

He clasped his hands behind his back and sneered. “So what if I am?”

“Then that confirms you’re my enemy,” Ye Chen said with a nod.

“Haha…” The middle-aged man chuckled and shook his head as if he had just heard a hilarious joke. “So what if I’m your enemy? Are you planning to attack me?”

At these words, the other cultivators from the Profound Wind Pavilion also laughed.

The people of the Vermilion Bird Tribe looked at each other, not daring to even breathe loudly in the face of a third-rate power like the Profound Wind Pavilion.

Only Ye Chen would dare to chat and laugh so casually in front of people from the Profound Wind Pavilion!

But even the old Priest wasn’t sure if Ye Chen’s current combat strength was enough to deal with the Profound Wind Pavilion’s cultivators.

However, Ye Chen quickly gave him the answer with his actions.

The moment the middle-aged man’s words fell, Ye Chen made his move.

He threw a simple, unadorned punch straight at the middle-aged man’s face, with no trace of Spiritual Qi radiating from it.

This made the middle-aged man freeze. ‘That punch has no cultivation behind it. It’s completely harmless.’

‘Has this kid lost his mind? He actually dares to attack me?’

But before the middle-aged man could even sneer, his expression suddenly changed.

A faint purple light began to ripple across Ye Chen’s arm.

Within the purple light, the phantom of a True Dragon seemed to soar through the nine heavens. The sound of a dragon’s roar echoed between heaven and earth, its might as vast as the tide!

The terrifying pressure made the middle-aged man’s entire body go numb. Even his Divine Soul wavered for an instant.

BOOM!

The simple, unadorned fist slammed right into his face.

The middle-aged man was sent flying on the spot. His entire face contorted, and a large amount of blood gushed from his mouth and nose. The bridge of his nose had been shattered by the blow.

The entire scene fell silent.

Not a sound could be heard.

A Primordial Mansion Realm cultivator was sent flying by a single punch just like that?

Not only Lin Ruowei, but Han Luo and the others also stared with wide, unbelieving eyes.

Even the few Profound Wind Pavilion cultivators who had come with the middle-aged man were frozen in place like statues, sucking in sharp breaths of cold air.

“Th-this… how is this possible?!”

Beside Zhao Tiankuo, Zhao An cried out in alarm.

“You don’t know. Master Ye’s current strength has long since surpassed our imagination.”

“I’m increasingly glad I had the foresight back then to have you build a good relationship with Young Master Qiyun.”

Zhao Tiankuo said in a deep voice.

‘Even a Primordial Mansion Realm cultivator is no match for him?’

‘His combat strength increased so quickly just from absorbing one more fire seed from the White Tiger Tribe?’

The old Priest raised his eyebrows, an indescribable shock filling his heart.

“Master Ye is so amazing!” Xiaohe exclaimed excitedly after her initial shock.

Lin Qiyun, however, breathed a sigh of relief. She had been worried that Ye Chen would be injured, but from the looks of it now, it seemed even the cultivators from the Profound Wind Pavilion couldn’t do anything to him.

“Dammit…”

“I am the young master’s right-hand man, the Fifth Protector of the Profound Wind Pavilion…”

“How could I possibly be unable to handle a guy like you with no cultivation?!!!”

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, forcing himself to stand up while enduring the excruciating pain racking his body.

His hoarse voice was filled with a chilling killing intent.

“The Fifth Protector of the Profound Wind Pavilion?”

Hearing the middle-aged man state his identity, Ye Chen’s expression flickered.

Back at the White Tiger Tribe, he had naturally learned about the Profound Wind Pavilion from Qing Lian and the others.

Aside from its most powerful Pavilion Master, the Profound Wind Pavilion’s strongest members were its five great Protectors, all of whom were at or above the Primordial Mansion Realm.

The Protectors were ranked by strength. As the Fifth Protector, this middle-aged man was undoubtedly the weakest of the five.

‘It seems the Profound Wind Pavilion is no ordinary third-rate power,’ Ye Chen mused.

‘At the very least, their foundation is probably much deeper than the Luo Race’s.’

Ye Chen considered this.

Seeing that the Fifth Protector of the Profound Wind Pavilion looked like he was about to attack again,

Ye Chen’s figure flashed, and he pinned the Fifth Protector under his foot.

The Fifth Protector, battered and bloody, struggled with all his might, but his body wouldn’t budge an inch.

It was as if an ancient Divine Mountain was pressing down on him, making it almost impossible to breathe.

“I have no interest in continuing this petty squabble with you.”

“Call your young master over. I’ll give him half an hour.”

“If he doesn’t show up, you won’t be going back either.”

Ye Chen said calmly.

‘Since Lin Ruowei’s backer is the Profound Wind Pavilion, and I want to make Lin Qiyun the tribe’s Clan Leader, a conflict with them is inevitable in the future.’

‘Might as well be decisive and take care of the Profound Wind Pavilion while I’m at it.’

‘Best not to leave any loose ends!’

“You… damn you!!!”

The middle-aged man felt utterly humiliated. Having his head stomped under Ye Chen’s foot in front of everyone made him so ashamed and furious he almost wanted to kill himself.