Chapter 164: Does the Prince of Wu Also Suffer from Kidney Deficiency?

"Spare me your lofty accusations."

"If everyone in your Dragon Squad is cut from the same cloth, I suggest you all quit acting as the guardians of the Dragon Kingdom. It's utterly shameful just to hear you speak."

"You should go try your luck in political bureaucracy. It suits you quite well."

Ye Tian gazed coldly at Chen Guang. A piercing chill instantly swept through Chen Guang's body, leaving him utterly ill at ease.

In a split second, Chen Guang felt his skin crawl all over!

What was going on here?

He was a Tier 3 Martial King, yet he felt chilled to the bone just from being stared at by a mere peon in the Beidou Realm!

Shortly after, however, he comforted himself with the thought that perhaps this guy's glare bore a slight resemblance to their boss's, which had merely caused an optical illusion.

Chen Guang still looked down on Ye Tian with a condescending gaze, lecturing him unceremoniously:

"Ye Tian, you are far too full of yourself."

"Since you don't even know what reverence means, allow me to teach you a lesson today."

Right, so it boiled down to wanting a fight no matter what!

Hearing the other man's deliberately provocative remarks, Ye Tian finally understood.

When one wants to condemn someone, one can always trump up a charge. This fellow wasn't stupid; he was simply malicious.

He coveted the Senior Sister, but she paid him no mind, so he redirected his anger onto Ye Tian.

A jealous, idiotic fool.

So what if he was a Tier 3 Martial King? He would beat him all the same!

"Are we fighting now or what? If you're eager to get a beating, make it quick. I don't have all day to waste here."

"Don't be so arrogant!"

Chen Guang was about to flare up when a young man stepped forward instead: "Gu Wen, Tier 1 Martial King, utilizing my family's ancestral Bone-Severing Saber technique."

"Please instruct me!"

As his voice trailed off, the young man leaped forward, transforming into a lingering afterimage as he charged. He delivered a direct hand-blade strike straight at Ye Tian's shoulder.

Crack!

A teeth-grating sound of fracturing bone rang out. Amidst the gasps of the onlookers, Ye Tian's entire shoulder caved inward, twisting into a grotesque shape.

"That's way too ruthless!"

The female squad members present couldn't help but cover their eyes, letting out various shrieks.

The Bone-Severing Saber, as the name implied, was a lethal technique meant to cleave through bone, though it could only be triggered through the arms. Martial artists who mastered this technique possessed arm bones far tougher than alloy!

Coupled with a special exertion of internal force, a single hand-blade strike meant that upon contact, bones would snap and tendons would sever, leaving the victim either dead or crippled.

Even a Martial King of a higher tier wouldn't dare take that blow head-on.

Yet Ye Tian had stubbornly endured the strike relying solely on his physical body in the Beidou Realm.

It was hard to tell whether to call him daring or just foolishly fearless.

However, judging by the sunken state of his collarbone, half of his body was clearly ruined.

Without prompt medical treatment, his life would likely be in peril.

"What are you standing around for? Go save him!" someone shouted, and several people immediately rushed forward, wanting to support Ye Tian.

Having landed his blow successfully, Gu Wen also retreated three steps with a smug expression, laughing from a distance:

"You're the first person ever to dare take a Bone-Severing Saber head-on. What an absolute idiot!"

Before he could finish laughing, however, his laughter abruptly cut off, turning into a permanent fixture of disbelief.

"Not bad at all. A martial technique, quite interesting!"

Ye Tian arched an eyebrow, giving his sunken shoulder a vigorous shrug. Accompanied by a low crunching sound, his collarbone—which had clearly broken into two pieces—magically reconnected at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Following another flurry of microscopic pops and clicks, his shoulder completely snapped back into place.

The entire process took less than a minute!

With a casual roll of his shoulders, Ye Tian nodded in satisfaction: "This martial technique is genuinely decent. It actually managed to break through my initial Golden Light Incantation."

"I have a question."

Ye Tian asked with genuine interest: "Can the intensity of this martial technique scale up alongside your martial cultivation realm?"

This...

Watching the other party act as if nothing had happened, Gu Wen felt his jaw drop so low it nearly hit the floor.

Was this guy even human? Such a terrifying recovery ability—even Martial Kings above the sixth tier couldn't pull this off...

"Hey, I'm asking you."

"Oh—oh! Yes, it can, absolutely."

That wasn't too shabby.

Ye Tian raised an eyebrow. Martial techniques were indeed good things; if everyone else had them, he couldn't afford to be left out. Since that was the case, he probably shouldn't leave just yet.

He would wait for that Dragon Squad leader to show up and have a chat with him about where one could acquire martial techniques!

"So, are we still fighting?" he asked the young man again.

"No, no, I'm done. You're a total monster. My Bone-Severing Saber requires half an hour of rest after a single use; I can't cast it anymore," Gu Wen answered honestly.

Ye Tian chuckled upon hearing this. The people from the Gu family were truly cut from the exact same cloth—all stubborn, honest folks who never lied.

"Is there anyone else who wants to fight? Step up quickly," Ye Tian scanned the surroundings, eyeing the male squad members who had been shouting so belligerently just moments before.

A dead silence fell over the yard.

Damn it, who the hell could fight this?!

He took a head-on blow from what was known as a Mysterious-grade martial technique without dying, and could even restore himself to original condition on the spot. Under these circumstances, who had any confidence in taking him down?

One had to know that even a Tier 3 Martial King would usually dodge the razor-sharp edge of Gu Wen's Bone-Severing Saber, never daring to attempt a direct block.

Let alone just standing there and letting him hack away.

My sweet goodness, yet this guy actually weathered it!

In an instant, all the Dragon Squad members present turned their gazes toward a dazed Chen Guang.

"Captain, didn't you say you were going to teach him a lesson? Hurry up and go."

"Ah... I know! Do you need to teach me?"

Recovering from his shock, Chen Guang couldn't help casting another glance at Ye Tian, filled with boundless apprehension.

This kid was genuinely formidable, actually capable of withstanding the Bone-Severing Saber without a scratch... No wonder the boss said he wanted to meet him!

Besides, the old man valued talent above all else. If he really managed to chase such a genius away out of petty anger, would the boss kill him?

No, no, he couldn't let things deteriorate any further.

With this thought in mind, Chen Guang hurriedly forced a laugh and smoothed things over:

"On second thought, let's just forget it."

"We're all going to be family in the future anyway, and fighting amongst ourselves doesn't look good. Harmony is precious, let's value harmony!"

"Don't do that. Just now, I thought I heard someone say Ye Tian was arrogant and thought too highly of himself, and that he was going to teach Ye Tian how to behave."

"Who said that? Was it you, or was it you?"

Li Qingfeng was pitch-black at heart, deliberately stirring the pot back and forth, driving Chen Guang's face to flush red with embarrassment.

"Haha, I was just joking around earlier."

Subjected to countless piercing stares, Chen Guang had no choice but to force a grin, putting on the approachable expression of an elder as he awkwardly shoved his hands into his suit pockets.

Before long, however, he deeply regretted it.

The moment he raised his hand, Ye Tian lowered his head and swiftly reached into Chen Guang's suit pocket, pulling out a small medicine bottle with quick reflexes.

Picking up the bottle, Ye Tian furrowed his brows and read the label out loud, word by word, trying desperately to suppress his laughter:

"Six-Ingredient Rehmannia Pills?"

"Even Martial Kings suffer from kidney deficiency?!"

"Pfft!"

"Give that back to me!"

Chen Guang's voice cracked at the top of his lungs as he lunged forward like a starved tiger pouncing on its prey.

Suppressing his amusement, Ye Tian allowed him to snatch the medicine bottle back.

Someone failed to hold back a snicker, and immediately afterward, a chorus of explosive, exaggerated laughter erupted across the small courtyard.

Clutching the medicine bottle, Chen Guang stood left in the wind, feeling completely dazed and harboring a sudden, overwhelming urge to climb up to the roof.