Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil

Idiot, Ye Qingfeng’s flying sword grew increasingly faster, and in the blink of an eye, a dozen men in suits holding guns were all slain by Ye Qingfeng’s sword.

"You’re courting death!"

The Korean elder was so furious that smoke nearly poured from his seven orifices, ready to strike at Ye Qingfeng.

"Stop!"

Just then, four people emerged from the elevator, led by Ge Min, who were none other than the Four Guardians of the Divine Guard. They moved incredibly fast and burst into the office almost instantly.

"Fang Junhe, are you seeking death? How dare you come to Huaxia to act recklessly; do you really think our tolerance means we fear you?"

Ge Min shouted sternly, glaring at the Korean elder.

"Ge Min!"

Fang Junhe’s pupils slightly constricted, secretly realizing that Huayu Group indeed had the backing of Huaxia official support, as even the Huaxia Soldier King had come.

"Hmph, daring to act recklessly in Huaxia, it seems we need to teach you a lesson, lest Korea really think Huaxia is devoid of people!" Ge Min coldly shouted and immediately chopped a hand at Fang Junhe.

Fang Junhe’s eyes focused; even though he was a Peak War General, he had no fear of Ge Min, a Huaxia Soldier King. He immediately waved his sleeve to forcibly meet Ge Min’s chop.

"Bang!"

A wave of air surged, sending tables in the office flying. Fang Junhe staggered back several steps, feeling his internal organs churn, almost unable to hold back from spitting blood.

Looking at Ge Min, who stood with hands behind his back, expression indifferent and utterly at ease.

"You’re not War General level, you’re already a War King Warrior?" Fang Junhe exclaimed in shock.

Ge Min had always claimed to possess Peak War General strength, leaving people guessing, and Fang Junhe never expected him to already have War King Realm strength.

"Hmph, our Huaxia is vast with hidden strength beyond the comprehension of Korea. We’ve shown leniency to you, but if you continue provoking us, you’re courting death yourself!"

Ge Min said proudly, while Korea had always been arrogant—Huaxia, with its Confucian cultural heritage, is humble and reserved, preferring not to show off to outsiders. It truly seemed Korea thought itself unmatched in the world.

A mere Peak War General, what does that count for in Huaxia?

"Leave now!" Ge Min scolded mercilessly.

Fang Junhe’s complexion changed slightly, being a powerful figure in Korea, extraordinarily positioned. Now being outrightly scolded by Ge Min and leaving dejectedly was truly a loss of face.

"Hmph!"

Fang Junhe snorted coldly, turned to leave, knowing now, with Ge Min the War King here, he was no match.

"Did I allow you to leave?" At this moment, Ye Qingfeng’s cold voice rang out, his eyes flashing with a chill.

"Ye Qingfeng, he is a core figure of the Hanxing Group, in charge of the entire dark department. If something happens to him, Hanxing won’t let it go easily, and it might spark conflict between our countries,"

Ge Min quickly said, looking at Ye Qingfeng. Currently, Huaxia relations with Korea had slightly improved, and any more friction would significantly hinder Huaxia’s rise.

"What does that have to do with me?" Ye Qingfeng’s expression was indifferent.

Zhang Qifan immediately angered, furiously saying, "Are you even a Huaxia person anymore, acting so recklessly as a Martial Artist, not caring about national development—such behavior marks you as a Great Demon."

Ye Qingfeng chuckled coldly.

Demon?

He simply didn’t care.

Protect those he wants to protect.

Kill those he wants to kill.

That’s his principle.

"Ye Qingfeng, listen to me, you absolutely cannot kill Fang Junhe this time, just let him go for my sake, we have more important things to discuss with you,"

Ge Min urgently said, with a hint of pleading in his tone.

The proud Huaxia Soldier King Ge Min humbled to such an extent, once youthful and brash, now aspired greater concerns, even enduring humility for the greater cause.

"Very well." Ye Qingfeng shook his head, perhaps he had spent too much time with Shui Yiyi, as his murderous intent wasn’t so strong.

Ge Min’s face immediately showed joy, Ye Qingfeng agreed.

At this time, Ye Qingfeng’s flying sword moved, everyone had no time to react; his sword was already near Fang Junhe.

In an instant, the flying sword turned into a white light, severing an arm, and blood spurted out.

"Alright, now leave." Ye Qingfeng waved his hand, saying, realizing he was too kind-hearted for not killing Fang Junhe.

"You! How dare, our Hanxing Group won’t..." Fang Junhe screamed miserably.

"Enough nonsense, if Hanxing provokes me again, I guarantee to destroy your entire Hanxing Group. Now, you have a minute, disappear or you’ll never leave,"

Ye Qingfeng interrupted Fang Junhe, speaking casually, his patience limited.

Fang Junhe gritted his teeth, pressing twice on his own body to stop the bleeding, then picked up his arm and fled downstairs.

"What business?" Ye Qingfeng turned to look at Ge Min and the three behind him.

All four were War King realm Martial Artists, which Ye Qingfeng had long sensed.

However, as a Peak Battle King now, even they posed little threat to Ye Qingfeng.

Ye Qingfeng’s real concern was the War Emperor Warriors among the Divine Guard.

"This isn’t the right place to talk; let’s discuss it somewhere else." Ge Min glanced at Wang Siyu and Zhong Ming, then the corpses on the ground, "I’ll have Hua Qingteng handle these bodies."

Atop a small hill behind Huayu Group, Ye Qingfeng, and the four stood on the summit.

"Ye Qingfeng, you went too far this time, do you know the impact your actions at Hai City’s awards ceremony caused? If we hadn’t controlled it in time, it might have sparked nationwide debate," Ge Min initially said.

Ye Qingfeng remained stoic, not speaking.

"We can tolerate other things; the world of Martial Artists is ultimately about power, but Martial Artists must never influence the mundane world. You must understand, this world is ultimately ruled by ordinary people; no matter how strong, can Martial Artists stand against military tanks?"

Ge Min glared at Ye Qingfeng, saying again.

Ye Qingfeng smiled faintly; with weak power, naturally, one couldn’t contend with the military.

Modern technology is unimaginably advanced, rocket launchers, laser cannons, even nuclear weapons.

All of those can’t be resisted below the War Emperor Warriors.

But reaching War Emperor Realm, you can protect yourself under such high-tech weaponry.

Upon reaching the War God Realm, naturally, you no longer fear these high-tech weapons.