Chapter 7 Ambush!

Ye Chengfeng strolled down the street, prepared to return and heal with silver needles, even though it might take a bit longer, it was still feasible. After a few steps, he heard a loud voice behind him: "Sir, wait, wait!" Ye Chengfeng raised his eyebrows and turned to see the breathless Situ Yuan, saying calmly, "What's the matter?" Situ Yuan saw Ye Chengfeng and instantly understood why the shopkeeper had doubts, as he also recognized the incompetent person in front of him. Instinctively, he also doubted Ye Chengfeng's ability to write such a valuable prescription, but he acknowledged the importance of the prescription, suppressed his contempt, and politely inquired, "Excuse me, did you write this prescription?" Ye Chengfeng gazed at him coolly, "Do you have any objections?" "No, no, no." Situ Yuan shook his head, "I heard the shopkeeper mention that you wanted to trade this prescription for a thousand-year-old ginseng, is that correct?" Ye Chengfeng remained unfazed, "Yes, it's unfortunate that your shopkeeper mistook treasure for trash." Situ Yuan's mouth twitched, and he respectfully offered, "I will address this with the shopkeeper. If you desire the ginseng, I am willing to provide it, hoping you can fulfill the prescription and answer a question for me." "Go ahead," Ye Chengfeng replied nonchalantly. Situ Yuan gazed deeply at Ye Chengfeng and asked, "How did you come by this prescription?" He was thrilled because the prescription in Ye Chengfeng's possession was identical to the most precious remaining one in the Situ family! However, their family only had a fragment, while Ye Chengfeng possessed the complete version! He had heard his father mention that this prescription was extremely valuable and could be the family's heirloom! Ye Chengfeng narrowed his eyes, emitting a menacing aura, "You need not concern yourself with that." Situ Yuan's eyes widened, feeling as though he was being stared down by a fierce predator! One wrong move and he could meet his end! "No, please don't misunderstand. Since you prefer not to disclose, let's leave it at that. Business is business, the prescription in exchange for the thousand-year-old ginseng!" He handed the ginseng to Ye Chengfeng, "Please complete the prescription." As Ye Chengfeng finished the prescription, he remarked, "This prescription can fortify the body and treat various ailments. By exchanging for this thousand-year-old ginseng, it appears that a family member of yours is gravely ill." "That is correct." Situ Yuan sighed, "Lately, my father Situ Hanlin has been deteriorating, on the brink of death. We require this prescription to save his life." "Situ Hanlin?" Upon hearing this name, Ye Chengfeng suddenly recalled having someone under him with the surname Situ, triggering his memories. He couldn't help but inquire, "Are there any other symptoms?" Situ Yuan fell silent for a moment before responding, "Yes, my father's health has been declining over the years. Despite numerous tonics, his condition worsens, and all his health markers are deteriorating." Ye Chengfeng narrowed his eyes and stated calmly, "Let me inform you, this prescription won't cure your father, at best, it will only alleviate the symptoms because he has been poisoned." Ye Chengfeng had encountered this type of poison before, utilized by the Black Dragon Army, so upon hearing the symptoms, he swiftly made a diagnosis. "Poisoned?" Situ Yuan's eyes revealed disdain and arrogance, though he concealed it. He doubted Ye Chengfeng's words. They had consulted many physicians, all of whom claimed that using this prescription to create medicine could save the head of the household! Compared to that, Ye Chengfeng only possessed the prescription, which did not imply that his medical skills were superior. It was wiser to trust the doctors they had hired rather than a stranger. Observing Situ Yuan's expression, Ye Chengfeng realized that Situ Yuan did not believe him, but it did not bother him. After handing the prescription to Situ Yuan, he took the ginseng and departed in a carriage. Upon boarding the carriage, Ye Chengfeng began to consume a few strands of ginseng roots and used silver needles to heal his body. With a flick of his hands, a dozen silver needles started to vibrate, creating a humming sound in the air. The potent medicinal properties of the thousand-year-old ginseng he had ingested were swiftly being absorbed, sending a warm stream through his limbs and bones! His injuries and strength were gradually recovering! Undoubtedly, the energy within the thousand-year-old ginseng was extraordinary! However, midway through the journey, Ye Chengfeng glanced back with a cold gleam in his eyes. "Driver, please pull over by the roadside." The driver was puzzled, looking at the desolate wilderness, suspecting that Ye Chengfeng intended to rob him. However, seeing Ye Chengfeng leaning on a cane, he dismissed the idea. How could a disabled person leaning on a cane rob him? Without much thought, Ye Chengfeng set down the leaf and prepared to depart. Subconsciously, he glanced out the window and his pupils suddenly contracted. He only witnessed Ye Chengfeng, leaning on a cane, vanish into the forest like the wind in an instant! The driver was astonished, how could a disabled individual move so swiftly! It was terrifying! The driver broke out in a cold sweat and without hesitation, pressed on the accelerator and sped away! Simultaneously, twelve individuals emerged from several vehicles and also dashed into the forest. Clad in black martial arts attire, they moved with agility, incredible speed, and most impressively, made no sound in the dense forest! After advancing a short distance, they all came to a halt. Ye Chengfeng stood before them. Ye Chengfeng stood in an open area, holding a cane in his right hand, gazing coldly at the group and remarked, "Since when did the Longyang Club start accepting assassination contracts? Such a drastic change in five years?" A middle-aged man with a rugged complexion stepped forward as the leader. His voice was harsh: "Taking money to eliminate problems." Ye Chengfeng glanced at them dispassionately and stated, "The Longyang Club has a century-old history. I even collaborated with you guys when I was in the military. It is disappointing to see such a decline in just five years." The middle-aged man remained callous: "Times are changing. Today, we are here solely to end your life and convey a message from our employer. Be a better person in your next life and avoid provoking him, Gao Yuan, again!" "And, your wife will soon join you below, whether she remains unharmed, well, that remains to be seen." As soon as the words were uttered, the twelve men surged forward with a murderous intent, a strong wind suddenly arose, and the fallen leaves rustled down! Ye Chengfeng stood tall amidst the fierce wind, unmoving, only the chill in his eyes deepening, exuding a hint of killing intent! "Crack!" The ground beneath his feet split open, creating a massive chasm! The expressions of the twelve men shifted, becoming grave! Ye Chengfeng looked down on them, saying calmly, "Attack me together, or you will not stand a chance." Several individuals' faces darkened, feeling insulted by being underestimated by a disabled person leaning on a cane, they grew furious and shouted! "Attack!" In the next moment, the twelve men charged towards Ye Chengfeng, aiming to strike him down with a single blow! They were all skilled experts hired at a high price by Gao Yuanhua, much more formidable than Wang Lao! However, as soon as they engaged with Ye Chengfeng. The expressions of the group immediately changed! They felt an immense force coming at them! The strength of the twelve men was instantly shattered! Their pupils dilated! How was this possible! How could a comatose individual who had been unconscious for five years be so formidable! Wasn't he supposed to be disabled? Even if he was not disabled, he should not possess such formidable power! They were renowned assassins in the martial world, when had they ever been defeated in a single move! "He is not disabled at all, give it your all!" The middle-aged man bellowed! Everyone exerted their strength from all directions simultaneously! Ye Chengfeng stood in the center, his brow furrowed slightly. "The roots of the thousand-year-old ginseng only restored a fraction of my strength, but in my eyes, you are still insignificant." Setting his cane aside, a surge of terrifying force erupted from him, hurtling forward like a cannonball. In the blink of an eye, he punched through a master's chest with lightning speed! The assassin's eyes held a mix of shock and confusion. In mere seconds, he was dead. Suddenly, a figure came speeding from behind. Ye Chengfeng spun around, landing heavily on the figure from above. A powerful force exploded as he stomped on the man's chest, causing it to burst open and the master to perish instantly. "The Longyang Society has weakened significantly." Ye Chengfeng shook his head in disappointment before diving into the crowd to unleash a massacre. With a gentle movement of his left hand, a person's head exploded on the spot, blood spraying everywhere. A few more taps of his left hand, and several heads exploded. The remaining masters on the scene stared in horror and disbelief. How could Ye Chengfeng, a supposed cripple, possess such monstrous power? "Run!" The few remaining individuals shouted and scattered in all directions without hesitation. But Ye Chengfeng was relentless. He pursued them like a fierce wind, taking them out one by one. Finally, he kicked a middle-aged man to the ground, looking at him coldly. "Gaoyuan is formidable. Even someone like you can be tracked down by them." The middle-aged man gritted his teeth. "You underestimate Young Master Gaoyuan. He not only controls the underground world of Zhonghai, but the Gaoyuan family has ruled Zhonghai for a century. Their influence is beyond your reach. If you're wise, you'll release me, or else..." Before he could finish, Ye Chengfeng lifted his right foot and stomped on the man's head with force. "There is no negotiation with ants." The middle-aged man's head exploded like a watermelon dropped from a great height. Bodies littered the ground, blood pooling around them. Ye Chengfeng gazed into the distance with intense eyes. It was as if he had traveled back in time five years. Standing amidst a sea of corpses, clad in battle armor. Piles of bodies, the sound of ghosts wailing. In the midst of carnage, the Black Dragon War God had returned. "Gao Yuan, your time is up. Are you prepared?"