Heaven-Dominating Martial Emperor

The Patriarch of the Yan family actually relented!

For a moment, everyone present was stunned!

"Patriarch, that's one million low-grade Spirit Stones!"

The Yan family's Grand Elder, Yan Ming, quickly tried to dissuade him.

But Yan Zhenfang had clearly made up his mind. He shook his head. "So what if it is? We were the ones who gave offense first this time. How could we possibly justify ourselves without showing some sincerity?"

"Besides, Grand Elder, you must understand that this is a top-tier Alchemist! Even Liu Yuchan admits he's no match for him!"

"Making an enemy of someone like him would be a tremendous loss for the Yan family!"

Yan Ming obviously understood this as well.

But having to produce one million low-grade Spirit Stones all at once would be a crippling blow to the Yan family.

Meanwhile, Liu Yuchan and Liu Yanran exchanged a look of disbelief.

'The Yan family gave in that easily?'

As Lei Province's number one Alchemist himself, Liu Yuchan had clearly underestimated the influence of a truly top-tier Alchemist.

Soon, several enormous parcels were piled up in front of Ye Chen.

Yan Zhenfang spoke with a respectful expression. "One million low-grade Spirit Stones. Not a single one is missing. It's all here!"

"Please inspect them, Master Ye!"

Ye Chen gave the parcels on the ground a cursory glance before storing them directly in his Storage Ring.

"Patriarch Yan, your attitude is commendable. In that case, we will be on our way."

With that, he gestured to Chen Jue, preparing to depart.

Yan Zhenfang and the others were stunned.

'He just took all those Spirit Stones and is leaving just like that?'

'This Master Ye is completely clueless about social etiquette, isn't he? Has he never heard of reciprocity?'

Yan Zhenfang quickly called out to Ye Chen. "Master Ye, didn't you just say you had already refined the Truth-Telling Pill and intended to give it to us as a greeting gift?"

"I did. But from the moment you offended me, that gift was off the table."

Ye Chen shrugged, speaking nonchalantly.

Hearing this, the expressions of the Yan family's leaders turned ugly.

'Even if Master Ye's alchemy skills are superb, he's being far too arrogant.'

'It's like he doesn't regard the Yan family as anything at all!'

Yan Zhenfang gritted his teeth, fury surging within him.

'He had originally thought that while losing one million low-grade Spirit Stones was a devastating loss, getting the Truth-Telling Pill would at least let them recoup some of it.'

'He never expected Master Ye to go back on his word so quickly.'

'The Yan family had shown such sincerity, and it still wasn't enough to sway Master Ye?'

"Master Ye, we invited you here specifically for the Truth-Telling Pill!"

"Now that the misunderstanding is resolved, can't you help the Yan family with this, Master Ye?"

Yan Ming looked at Ye Chen, resisting the urge to rip off his conical hat as he spoke in a low voice.

Liu Yuchan and Liu Yanran also turned to look at Ye Chen, but they remained silent.

"The Truth-Telling Pill? I hear you plan to use it to interrogate a prisoner?" Ye Chen mused for a moment before suddenly speaking.

"That's right!"

Yan Zhenfang nodded. "The man is a member of the Demon Dao and has close ties to that Ye Chen!"

"We believe Ye Chen has already infiltrated Luoyun City! We have to get his location from this man!"

"Do you and this Ye Chen have some kind of deep-seated feud?"

Ye Chen asked with a faint smile.

"Indeed!"

Yan Zhenfang's expression turned grave. "I won't hide this from you, Master Ye. That Ye Chen killed the third commander of the provincial government, Yan Qiushi. He was my brother!"

As he said this, a cold glint flashed in Yan Zhenfang's eyes.

He spoke, his voice filled with hatred, "The Yan family has a blood feud with that Ye Chen! What's more, the provincial government has posted a massive bounty for his head!"

"Killing him will not only avenge my brother, but also earn us the provincial government's reward! So I say this: as long as the Yan family exists, Ye Chen... must... die!!!"

At his words, the other members of the Yan family nodded, their passions inflamed. "That Ye Chen must die!"

"He dared to kill one of our own! And a pillar of the Yan family, no less!"

"We'll hunt him to the ends of the earth if we have to! Ye Chen must be killed!"

The Yan family's outcry was immense, and a vicious glint shone on every face.

Liu Yuchan couldn't help but frown. Beside him, Liu Yanran was so frightened that her small frame shrank behind him.

"Master Ye, what are your thoughts?" Chen Jue asked, looking at Ye Chen.

Though he harbored suspicions that the Master Ye before him was, in fact, Ye Chen, it was clearly of no importance.

To the Treasure Pavilion, the most important thing was his status as an Alchemist!

"Why don't you take me to see this prisoner you're holding?"

Ye Chen suggested suddenly after a moment of thought.

"Does this mean you're willing to help, Master Ye?"

Yan Zhenfang's spirits lifted. "I'll take you there right away, Master Ye!"

Led by the Yan family's leaders, Ye Chen and his party followed a secret passage behind the main hall, eventually arriving at a secluded chamber in the Yan estate.

Inside the chamber, a dim yellow light flickered, and the faint, foul stench of blood drifted out.

Liu Yanran couldn't help but cover her nose.

"Please look, Master Ye. The prisoner is in here."

Yan Zhenfang opened the door, and the scene within was immediately laid bare before them.

A figure, covered in blood, was suspended in mid-air.

Two steel rods, extending from the wall, were skewered through his shoulders. Blood dripped continuously from his body.

His clothes were in tatters, and he looked to be on his last breath, his hands hanging limply at his sides.

It was such a miserable sight that most of those present couldn't bear to look.

Only Yan Zhenfang wore a sneer, a glint of cruelty flashing in his eyes.

Hearing the noise, the man hanging in mid-air seemed to be startled awake.

He began to struggle, heedless of the excruciating pain tearing at his shoulders. It was as if he didn't feel it at all; his eyes were locked on Yan Zhenfang in a deathly stare.

"The Yan family! You disgusting bastards!"

"What do you want from me now? I told you, I'm not going to say anything!"

he snarled, gritting his teeth.

Ye Chen now got a clear look at the man's face. It was indeed one of the three great Elders of the Demon Dao, the Nine-Fingered Demon Slaughter!

His expression instantly turned cold, and murderous intent raged within him.

"Hmph!"

Yan Zhenfang snorted coldly. "That's not for you to decide. The sins of the Demon Dao are monstrous, and anyone would be justified in killing you!"

"Tonight, I *will* get Ye Chen's location from you!"

"Hahaha..."

However, the Nine-Fingered Demon Slaughter just burst into wild laughter. "You hypocrites. You drone on and on about the 'Demon Dao' just to put on a show and hide the evil in your own hearts."

"Back then, wasn't I a disciple of a righteous sect? It was you hypocrites who plotted to kill my parents and forced me into the Demon Dao!"

"All of you are animals! I'll never tell you anything!"