Ultimate Master in Urban

Chapter 1955 - 1986: Servitude and Slavery

When this enormous palm arrived, the Third Elder suddenly discovered that under this slap, he had no way to evade it at all.With his cultivation of the second layer of the Lord realm, he surprisingly had no power to resist.

This completely exceeded his imagination, but even though this feeling emerged in his heart, he did not give up defending.

The cultivation power of the second layer of the Lord realm in his whole body surged forth at once, and his right hand was fiercely raised, attempting to intercept the incoming slap.

However, he underestimated the speed and force of this slap. Under such speed and force, a loud "thud" sounded, and before his right hand could block, his body was like a cannonball, quickly retreating backward.

A cultivator of the second layer of the Lord realm was slapped away so easily by someone, and judging by the appearance, it seemed quite effortless.

Due to the commotion here being too great, more and more people gathered to watch. When everyone saw the dignified Third Elder of the Golden Fire Sect fall to the ground, a red slap mark appearing on his handsome face, everyone immediately understood.

The eyes of all the onlookers suddenly changed when they looked at Ye Feng, and they all recalled the dominant scene Ye Feng had displayed during the auction earlier.

Every person's heart was incomparably shocked, and they looked at Ye Feng with extreme reverence, deeply engraving Ye Feng's figure into their minds.

As for the Young Master standing aside, he was completely dumbfounded. He had never imagined that this supreme Third Elder, whom even his own father had to treat with respect, would be so straightforwardly slapped away by an outsider.

This was something he had never imagined.

The Young Master stood there, his body trembling incessantly. He didn't even dare to glance at Ye Feng, fearing that if he wasn't careful, he would be crushed to death here by Ye Feng.

The Third Elder struggled up from the ground embarrassingly, looking at Ye Feng with a sinister gaze, maliciously saying, "Dear Daoist, do you know who I am?"

"Who you are is of no concern to me. If you dare to entangle and obstruct here again, regardless of who you are, I will kill you," Ye Feng said coldly.

The moment this voice emerged, the expressions of everyone present changed dramatically. The intensity of the light flickering in their eyes as they looked at Ye Feng's figure grew even stronger.

After saying this, Ye Feng no longer glanced at the Third Elder, turned around, and left, while the Third Elder was truly intimidated by Ye Feng's words.

He understood in his heart that, based on the strength Ye Feng had just demonstrated, if Ye Feng truly wanted to kill him here, perhaps he would indeed die here.

Precisely because of this fear and concern, the Third Elder, teetering on the edge of rage, suppressed all the anger fluctuating in his heart.

He looked coldly at the departing silhouette of Ye Feng, his fists tightly clenched, his heart ablaze with intense fury and murderous intent towards Ye Feng.

"Third Elder, we..."

The Young Master, feeling extremely uncomfortable with the various gazes from all around, had lost all traces of noble demeanor. His whole person was utterly dejected. He stared at the figure of the Third Elder, speaking up to inquire.

"Shut up."

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the Third Elder.

Then, the Third Elder waved his hand, grabbed the Young Master, and left the scene.

After the two figures of the Third Elder vanished completely from sight, the onlookers finally started discussing.

"The Golden Fire Sect has been arrogant in this region for thousands of years, and today they finally ran into a hard nail. It seems a good show is about to unfold."

"Indeed, we don't know if that senior has left this place yet. If not, they might inevitably suffer retaliation from the Golden Fire Sect."

"Heh, with the capabilities and strength of that senior, would he still fear retaliation? You're thinking too much; perhaps the Golden Fire Sect is just asking for trouble."

"Precisely. I absolutely believe that senior is not an ordinary person, certainly not someone the Golden Fire Sect can deal with."

"..."

Amidst the chatter and discussion, the onlooking cultivators began to disperse one by one.

After everyone had left, there were only three people standing there, one of whom was Qing Feng, who hosted the auction.

As for the other two, they were the two elder men in hemp robes.

At this moment, all three had traces of astonishment and solemnity on their faces.

"Two seniors, how should we handle this matter?" Qing Feng pondered for a while before asking the two hemp-robed elder men.

"With the power of a single palm, being able to casually slap away a cultivator of the second layer of the Lord realm, and making claims and threats here, this person's strength far exceeds our imagination. We should not interfere."

"As for how strong this person really is, I believe the Golden Fire Sect will soon verify it for us."

The hemp-robed elder man on the left spoke with a focused voice.

The hemp-robed elder man on the right also nodded, ordering Qing Feng, "Issue orders that anyone from our auction house must show utmost respect, as if he is an elder, when they see him in the future."

"Yes."

Qing Feng respectfully answered, then walked out from there.

Ye Feng was entirely unaware of what transpired inside the auction house after he left.

He walked forward with his head held high and chest out, his face full of calmness, while his eyes revealed a hint of coldness.

Because he sensed that within the auction house, there was a relatively strong aura watching his every move.

But after he left the entire auction house, that aura finally began to disappear.

Everywhere he and Green walked, whether in front or to the sides, people made way, all with faces full of respect.

Everyone expressed enough veneration towards Ye Feng.

As they reached the main entrance of the auction house, Ye Feng and Green were about to merge into the crowd, but on one side of the gate, Yaya, whom Ye Feng had once saved, walked up at this moment.

"Yaya greets you, senior," Yaya bowed and said.

Ye Feng looked at Yaya in front of him and said softly, "No need to be so formal. Why haven't you left?"

"Senior, you saved my life. I am willing to repay you with my life. Please accept me, I am willing to serve as your servant," Yaya said pitifully.

"We met by chance; saving your life was merely a coincidence. You don't need to remember it deeply. You should leave now," Ye Feng calmly refused.

After saying this, Ye Feng did not linger but walked forward.

Green also followed closely.

Yaya, on the other hand, with red eyes, watched the two figures ahead silently, just following behind without saying a word.