Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil

"To be honest, that mysterious boyfriend of Yun Xi’s should be even more powerful. I really hate him, but kicking a Hummer flying with one kick... that strength is just too terrifying."

This opinion also had a lot of supporters. It had to be said, Ye Qingfeng’s performance that night was simply too shocking, downright earth‑shattering, overturning many people’s worldview.

"But no matter what you say, just in terms of character, Zhong Ming is far beyond Yun Xi’s boyfriend. One is a hero who brings glory to the country, the other is a spoiled rich brat who bullies people by relying on his background. Does he deserve to be compared with Zhong Ming?"

Someone cut straight to the point and mocked coldly. Strength wasn’t the key; the key was that Zhong Ming had won honor for Huaxia, while Yun Xi’s mysterious boyfriend had brazenly bullied a few celebrities and completely disregarded the laws of the country.

"But purely in terms of strength, Yun Xi’s mysterious boyfriend should still be stronger. No matter whether he’s good or bad, his strength is undeniable. He doesn’t really count as some pampered rich kid; he should be considered a Demon."

One netizen commented.

"Hmph, so what if Yun Xi’s mysterious boyfriend is stronger? Zhong Ming still has an instructor. He personally said his master is the most powerful man in Huaxia, even in the whole world. That’s the real reclusive expert, not someone that Great Demon can be compared with!"

This opinion was like the final word, gaining the support of countless people. After all, Zhong Ming’s strength and character had given them enough conviction; they absolutely believed what Zhong Ming said.

For a time, Zhong Ming’s instructor also became a hot topic. Everyone was extremely interested in this man who was said to be the most powerful in the world. Just who was he, to be able to become Zhong Ming’s instructor and train such a powerful and righteous Iron Blood tough guy?

Zhong Ming had long since returned to the Huayu Group and naturally didn’t care in the slightest about these online stories. If he knew he was being dragged out to be compared with Ye Qingfeng over who was stronger, who knew how speechless he would feel.

If Zhong Ming knew, he would definitely blurt out: the invincible instructor I mentioned is exactly that so‑called Demon, Yun Xi’s mysterious boyfriend you’re all furiously cursing out.

As for Ye Qingfeng, he had already left the Huayu Group and headed for Yanglong.

He could already feel that the Divine Guard’s tolerance toward him had dropped to freezing point. He had to make some further plans and leave himself a few ways out.

Building his own power was undoubtedly the best choice. He could protect himself, but Shui Yiyi, Wang Siyu and the others could not. With his own force, Ye Qingfeng would be able to fully leverage his technological methods and raise his strength.

The Huayu Group was in the inland and was under too many constraints. Ye Qingfeng simply couldn’t feel at ease developing there; his true capabilities had never really been displayed.

In comparison, Yanglong was a better choice.

This was a border region and a junction of three countries, extremely advantageous for Ye Qingfeng to develop his own power.

Yanglong was a bit far from East River City. If he rode the Flying Sword the whole way, it would probably consume a huge amount of Spiritual Energy, so Ye Qingfeng chose to fly there by plane.

Ye Qingfeng first rode his Flying Sword to Hai City. He brought Little Yue with him and left Piao Xue behind to protect Yun Xi.

He was already used to having someone by his side to help handle some trivial matters, so he brought Little Yue along and directly boarded the plane heading to Border City.

Border City was the closest city with an airport to Yanglong. Ye Qingfeng planned to go to Border City first, then use the Flying Sword to rush on to Yanglong.

Ye Qingfeng and Little Yue were in first class, not because he liked luxury, but simply because there were fewer people there. Ye Qingfeng didn’t like squeezing together with a crowd outside.

Next to Ye Qingfeng and Little Yue sat a young man and woman. The man wore black‑rimmed glasses and a black suit, looking somewhat refined, like some kind of business elite.

The woman, on the other hand, was very pretty and charming, wearing a pair of purple sunglasses. Her black hair was long, her figure extremely hot. She wore sky‑blue denim shorts, one leg crossed over the other, and her long, fair, shapely legs were especially eye‑catching and enticing.

The man kept talking enthusiastically to the woman beside him, while the woman’s expression remained flat, not really responding.

When Ye Qingfeng and Little Yue sat down, the Golden Silk Yanjing man’s eyes instantly lit up, a glint flashing through them, but he quickly covered it up and continued talking to the woman.

Very soon, the plane took off. Ye Qingfeng had zero interest in this pair of man and woman and directly closed his eyes to rest.

The girl, however, grew a bit impatient with the man’s constant chatter. She turned to look at Little Yue, smiled slightly, and said, "Hi, I’m Shen Yingluo, nice to meet you."

Shen Yingluo was deliberately greeting Little Yue to avoid being pestered by the man. Also, Little Yue’s face looked very pure and pretty, and that naturally gave Shen Yingluo a good impression.

"Little Yue." Little Yue also smiled slightly.

Thankfully Ye Qingfeng had brought Little Yue. If it had been Piao Xue, she simply wouldn’t have bothered with Shen Yingluo and would only have given her a cold look.

Shen Yingluo was obviously a straightforward and cheerful girl. Little Yue, too, appeared gentle and pure, showing none of the coldness of her former life as an Assassin.

The two girls quickly hit it off, and clear laughter kept ringing through first class, like wind chimes, leisurely and pleasant to the ear.

From Shen Yingluo, Little Yue also learned that the man was called Ding Lihan, but the two of them were not a couple. As for what exactly their relationship was, Shen Yingluo didn’t say.

They were also going to Yanglong, supposedly for sightseeing, to see the scenery on the border.

Right now, Ding Lihan’s expression was a bit sour. He had come to pursue Shen Yingluo, yet Shen Yingluo obviously didn’t want to talk to him and was deliberately chatting with this girl called Little Yue instead.

But this girl named Little Yue was really beautiful. Whether in looks or figure she was top‑notch, her beauty was in no way inferior to Shen Yingluo’s, perhaps even a bit greater.

Ding Lihan stared at Little Yue, and flashes of light flickered in his eyes.

"Oh right, Little Yue, you boarded with this gentleman. Is he your boyfriend? He’s quite handsome." Shen Yingluo asked with a smile.

Hearing Shen Yingluo praise Ye Qingfeng’s looks, Ding Lihan’s face changed slightly. His possessiveness was very strong; as Mr. Nie, how could a woman he fancied be praising some other man as handsome?

"Hmph, just a pretty boy." Ding Lihan thought in disdain.

If it weren’t for Shen Yingluo insisting on taking a plane, he wouldn’t even be in first class. His family had their own private jet.

"No." Little Yue gently shook her head, glanced at the meditating Ye Qingfeng, and a trace of warmth appeared on her pretty face. "He’s my master."

"Master?" Shen Yingluo was stunned. "You’re joking, right?"

"No, he really is Little Yue’s master." Little Yue said with a smile, feeling nothing wrong with it at all.