Chapter 1305: Luo Jian's Sword!

As soon as Ye Yuan stepped out of the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion, he was blocked by Zhang Shun and his companion.

"Young Master Ye, you've made us search so hard. A whole month gone, just like that!" Zhang Shun said with a bitter smile.

Ye Yuan knew full well what was going on, but feigned confusion and said, "What do you want me for? I heard the cultivation chambers at the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion were good, so I came here to cultivate for a while."

Zhang Shun was taken aback. "Cultivate?"

What was there to cultivate with a shattered divine sea?

Nonsense, that was too far-fetched!

Ye Yuan smiled without speaking. Was cultivating the Dao of alchemy not considered cultivation?

Zhang Shun gave a dry laugh. "Ha, it's like this: the eldest miss has fallen gravely ill, unable to eat or drink. The second miss said you were closest to her, so she asked us to bring you back. Perhaps you could help her recover."

Having waited so long, they felt Ye Yuan might have sensed something, so they concocted this lie to trick him back first.

There were too many people on the street; it wasn't a good place to make a move.

Actually, it wasn't entirely a lie.

Because Liang Wanru really was on the verge of death!

Sure enough, Ye Yuan's expression darkened. "What happened?"

Zhang Shun put on a sorrowful face. "I don't know the details either. Lately, she's become increasingly listless, with no appetite for food or drink. Now she can't even get out of bed!"

Ye Yuan frowned. "Let's go. Back to the Liang family."

Ye Yuan took the lead, and Zhang Shun and his companion exchanged glances, secretly delighted.

But Zhang Shun noticed that a ragged, bearded man with a stubbly chin was carrying a sword and following them unhurriedly.

Zhang Shun's heart sank. This man—he couldn't gauge his depth at all.

The Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion was not far from the Liang residence. Ye Yuan quickened his pace and soon entered the Liang compound.

Zhang Shun saw that the sword-carrying man was about to follow them in, so he stepped forward to block him.

"Brother, this is the Liang family estate. Please stop here!"

The sword-carrying man acted as if he hadn't heard a word and walked straight toward him.

Zhang Shun's face darkened, and he and the other man prepared to strike.

But the moment they had that thought, two gusts of fierce wind whistled past.

Their gazes froze, and their movements came to an abrupt halt.

Two strands of severed hair drifted down, and cold sweat instantly soaked their backs.

Such a fast sword!

They hadn't even seen how that rough man had drawn his blade!

They had no doubt that if that sword had been just a few inches deeper, their heads would already be gone.

In their daze, the sword-carrying man had already followed Ye Yuan inside.

"Senior, where is Wanru?" Ye Yuan asked in a low voice.

"In the dungeon in the back courtyard. I'll take you there," Wuchen said.

Guided by Wuchen, Ye Yuan quickly found the entrance to the dungeon.

The dungeon guards were all mortals; Ye Yuan sent them flying with a single punch.

In the dungeon, Ye Yuan found Liang Wanru, gaunt and emaciated.

Her eyes were sunken, her lips purple—clearly deeply poisoned.

But when she saw Ye Yuan, a glimmer of life returned to her deathly gray eyes.

Ye Yuan's heart ached. Why should such a kind girl suffer such unfair treatment?

He crouched by the bedside and said softly, "Come with me, okay? There's nothing here worth holding onto anymore."

Liang Wanru's eyes showed a struggle, but in the end, she nodded.

Ye Yuan sighed. Even at this point, the girl still had a trace of attachment.

He reached out and picked up Liang Wanru, then walked straight out.

Luo Jian followed behind Ye Yuan like a shadow, unhurried.

"Today, I, Ye Yuan, owe you a favor!" Ye Yuan said as he passed by Luo Jian.

Luo Jian said nothing and made no gesture, still following Ye Yuan.

As soon as they stepped out, the dungeon entrance was already surrounded by a large crowd.

At the front were two people, precisely Liang Mingyu and his wife.

"Ye Yuan, you ungrateful villain! My daughter saved you, yet you repay kindness with enmity and injure the guards of our Liang family!" Liang Mingyu shouted sternly.

Ye Yuan looked at him, a glint of coldness flashing in his eyes.

It was said that even a tiger would not eat its own cubs, but this Liang Mingyu was worse than a beast.

"Hey, what did I say? That beast tide was probably caused by this brat himself! He coveted that slut's beauty, so he deliberately lured the beast tide to play the hero saving the beauty!" Wang Pianran fanned the flames from the side.

Liang Mingyu frowned, sensitive to the word "slut."

If his daughter was a "slut," then what was he?

But at this moment, it was clearly not the time to dwell on such things.

Ye Yuan found this family utterly unreasonable.

That Liang Wanru could maintain her true heart despite being born into such a family was truly remarkable.

"Repay kindness with enmity? Or harboring wild ambitions? Miss Wanru saved me, and I owe her that. I will repay her myself. As for you, what have I to do with you?" Ye Yuan said indifferently.

"Nonsense! Wanru is my daughter. Her saving you naturally means the Liang family saved you! Not only do you not repay, but you also kidnap Wanru! Today, you won't leave the Liang family's gate!" Liang Mingyu shouted coldly.

Ye Yuan smiled and said, "Repayment? I wonder if handing over the Beast Taming Art would satisfy you?"

Upon hearing the words "Beast Taming Art," both Liang Mingyu and his wife's eyes lit up, and their emotions became agitated.

But Liang Mingyu was deeply calculating; how could he so easily reveal his greed?

"Hmph! Kid, don't give me that! Breaking into the Liang family and kidnapping Wanru is an unforgivable crime! Put Wanru down now and surrender obediently. Maybe I, the family head, will spare your life!" Liang Mingyu said darkly.

Ye Yuan looked at him with a half-smile and said, "Family Head Liang, you really want to have your cake and eat it too! But today, I will not only leave but also take Miss Wanru with me. If you have the guts, try to stop me."

With that, Ye Yuan carried Liang Wanru and walked straight out.

"Hey, a useless brat dares to speak so arrogantly. Do you think that with that guy behind you, you can break out of the Liang family? You underestimate the Liang family's strength too much!"

Liang Mingyu sneered, and instantly a dozen figures surrounded Ye Yuan and Luo Jian.

From the auras of these people, they were all at the early stage of Dongxuan!

"Swish, swish, swish..."

Over a dozen figures attacked Ye Yuan simultaneously, giving Luo Jian no chance to rescue.

But at that moment, everyone's vision blurred, and a dozen gusts of fierce wind suddenly swept through.

"Sss, sss, sss..."

Blood splattered everywhere!

The dozen figures were directly flung away by the dozen gusts of wind.

Liang Mingyu's pupils contracted sharply as he stared at Luo Jian in disbelief, exclaiming, "Swift Wind Sword! You... you are Luo Jian of the Wanbao Pavilion!"

Luo Jian rarely appeared in public, but his Swift Wind Sword was famous.

As soon as he made his move, Liang Mingyu finally recognized him.

Such a fast sword—who else could it be but Luo Jian?

"Ye Yuan is the guest alchemist of my Wanbao Pavilion. Whoever touches him is an enemy of my sword!" Luo Jian spoke for the first time.