Ti’er Taoist instinctively covered his eyes with his hand.
But the next second, he flinched back as if electrified.
Ye Guichen glanced at Ti’er’s eyes and felt a pang: "Your eyes are injured?"
With the naked eye, two plum blossom needles were embedded in Ti’er’s eyes, and Ti’er had a look of immense anger: "Boss, I’m, I’m blind!"
Ye Guichen never expected Wen Daoxian to be so vicious, willing to kill even his own senior brother.
Fortunately, Ti’er Taoist had some cultivation; otherwise, it might not just be a matter of his eyes.
"Don’t move!" Ye Guichen had no time to chase Wen Daoxian. He stepped forward quickly and said solemnly, "Open your eyes wide, I’ll get the needles out first!"
Ti’er Taoist felt both ashamed and angry: "Boss, don’t mind me, go catch Wen Daoxian, I want to kill him, kill him!"
"Shut up!" Ye Guichen shouted angrily.
Ti’er was his man, and now his eyes might be blind. How could Ye Guichen not care?
Seizing the opportunity, Ye Guichen swiftly pulled out the two plum blossom needles with precision.
But his heart sank further upon holding the needles.
"Damn, Wen Daoxian really is vicious."
These two needles were coated with a deadly poison.
Ye Guichen knew he could not wait any longer. After glancing at Wen Daoxian’s last subordinate, he struck him down and then carried Ti’er Taoist out at full speed.
"Hey, Ye Guichen, what are you doing? I’m still tied up!" Su Jiu’er did not expect this scene. Seeing Ye Guichen leaving without caring about her, she anxiously shouted.
But in Ye Guichen’s mind, Su Jiu’er didn’t matter.
Ti’er’s eyes were far more important than Su Jiu’er.
Without paying her any heed, Ye Guichen surged out of the basement in just a few seconds.
The outside was already a mess, with all of Wen Daoxian’s men dead.
"Boss, put me down!" Ti’er Taoist was agitated: "If others know you carried me, they’ll kill me."
In the entire Heavenly God Temple, Ye Guichen was an idol to everyone, a god-like figure.
Though Ti’er was often joking, he understood respect and knew Ye Guichen’s image in everyone’s eyes at the Heavenly God Temple.
Now, being carried by Ye Guichen felt like an emperor carrying a beggar, which would be shocking if known.
Yet, at the same time, Ti’er’s heart warmed.
He realized Ye Guichen was genuinely worried about him.
"Shut the hell up!" Ye Guichen ignored Ti’er, his body leaping like a monkey onto the roof, racing towards the Medicinal Food Restaurant.
There, he had the pills he brought, which could possibly prevent blindness if used in time.
But just after leaving the underground casino’s walls, a scream echoed from a nearby alley.
Ye Guichen hesitated briefly and then quickly approached.
In the alley, two of Feng Wuji’s men were dead, obviously killed by Wen Daoxian.
Wen Daoxian stood in the alley, but someone was facing him.
That person, covered in wounds, stared coldly at Wen Daoxian, ready to die.
Ye Guichen recognized him at a glance—it was Shang Wen Dong.
Wen Daoxian’s face twisted in disbelief at encountering such a formidable opponent in Yun City.
"Are you the Judge of Yama Hall?" Wen Daoxian recognized Shang Wen Dong’s identity after a few exchanges.
Ever since Ye Guichen spared Shang Wen Dong, he decided to follow Ye Guichen, as it was his only chance to avenge Old Yama.
This time, Ye Guichen asked him to investigate Wen Daoxian. Shang Wen Dong quickly found clues using his men, and although Ye Guichen didn’t want him to come, he wanted to help and stayed hidden nearby.
He didn’t expect to find an opportunity.
Seeing a figure rushing out of the underground casino, killing two men before escaping, Shang Wen Dong intercepted.
Without his Judge Pen and being injured, Shang Wen Dong’s combat ability had decreased.
Though initially at par with Wen Daoxian, he was wounded after several moves.
Desperation welled up as he could no longer hold Wen Daoxian back. Wiping the blood from his mouth, he declared, "You’re the one Mr. Ye is looking for. I won’t leave without handing you over to him!"
"Hahaha, who would’ve thought the Judge of Yama Hall would be someone’s lapdog? Fine, then die!" Wen Daoxian moved as he spoke.
After throwing out the plum blossom needles, his hands moved like dancing long sleeves.
On closer look, they were long whips.
The whips flew out, seeming to tear the air.
This wasn’t something easily mastered. Even Su Ze siblings, practicing their family’s Nine-section Whip from a young age, barely managed to control a single whip.
Wen Daoxian’s ability to use double whips demonstrated his prowess.
Knowing Wen Daoxian’s skill with hidden weapons, Shang Wen Dong evaded swiftly but couldn’t avoid the double whips.
Wen Daoxian didn’t want to delay; he didn’t hold back, fearing Ye Guichen and Ti’er would catch up, leaving him no escape. His attacks were lethal from the start.
"Back off!" Just as Shang Wen Dong feared he would die, a booming voice rang out.
In an instant, a figure darted past him.
"Wen Daoxian, your sins are unforgivable!"
Ye Guichen’s eyes burned red as he grabbed a whip like lightning, twisting it around the other.
"Ti’er, hold on tight!" Ye Guichen let go of Ti’er with one hand and struck Wen Daoxian’s Dantian with his palm.
The next second, a sound like a deflating balloon followed, and Wen Daoxian flew back like a kite with a broken string. He crashed heavily, spitting blood.
Struggling to stand, he found his legs weak and couldn’t rise.
His eyes filled with terror.
He underestimated Ye Guichen’s power, thinking him no more than a top-tier expert.
But after Ye Guichen’s full-strength attack, Wen Daoxian realized their vast disparity.
The entire confrontation lasted a mere three seconds before Ye Guichen destroyed Wen Daoxian’s Dantian, rendering him a cripple.