Chapter 1708: How Can You Be So Strong?

"Hmph! Do you think a few words can scare me?" Jian Ping said, his face ashen.

For some reason, after Ye Yuan said this, his eyes began to itch, perhaps a psychological effect.

Ye Yuan just smiled faintly and said, "Don't you know that the last person you should offend is an alchemist? I can heal you, and naturally, I can also kill you."

Beside him, Jian Yu suddenly said nervously, "Brother, Zhang Haotian was indeed poisoned by the Plains Wolf's venom, but I just saw him—his severed limb had regenerated! It should... should be true!"

Jian Ping's expression changed, and his eyes became unbearably itchy; he couldn't help scratching them twice.

Seeing this, Ye Yuan smiled and said, "Now, can we discuss another transaction?"

Jian Ping's face darkened. "What do you want?"

Ye Yuan said calmly, "Take me to see Elder Jian!"

Jian Ping's face was so gloomy it seemed ready to drip water. This kid was simply infuriating.

You think you have him cornered, but he turns around and bites you.

In his own lair, he was still being manipulated!

This pent-up anger was truly unbearable!

But he had to hold it in.

The Plains Wolf's venom was notorious for its bone-eroding, soul-destroying torment and was extremely difficult to remove.

He had been poisoned in the eyes and might go blind again!

He had no doubt that Ye Yuan could remove the poison.

If he could heal heavenly backlash, this poison was nothing.

But taking him to see Jian Zhentao like this was galling.

What a painful decision!

Finally, Jian Ping gritted his teeth and said, "You win!"

...

Jian Ping led Ye Yuan to a very small courtyard and said sullenly, "It's here!"

Ye Yuan looked at the courtyard and couldn't help but be taken aback.

A Ninth Heaven Divine Lord held a very high status in a royal city.

Yet Jian Zhentao lived in such a tiny courtyard—truly shabby!

It seemed that over the years, Jian Zhentao had been quite marginalized.

Ye Yuan walked to the door, mobilized his divine energy, and said clearly, "Junior Ye Yuan requests an audience with Senior Jian Zhentao."

After a moment, an old voice came from inside: "Hehe, I was wondering who it was. So it's Little Friend Ye Yuan. Please come in!"

Clearly, Jian Zhentao had thought for a while before remembering who Ye Yuan was.

To Ye Yuan's surprise, there was no resentment in Jian Zhentao's voice; it was like an old friend he hadn't seen in years.

After all, Jian Zhentao's fall from grace was entirely due to Ye Yuan.

Although Ye Yuan had done nothing, how many people in the world could truly let it go?

Anyone else would likely blame him.

Ye Yuan hadn't expected Jian Zhentao to be so magnanimous.

"Can you remove the poison now?" Jian Ping said coldly.

Ye Yuan casually tossed out a pill and said calmly, "Take it."

Jian Ping caught the pill and said coldly, "Why should I trust you?"

Ye Yuan said, "Do you think everyone is as shameless as you? If you don't believe me, you can find someone else."

With that, Ye Yuan was about to push the door open.

Just then, a cold gleam flashed in Jian Ping's eyes, and he suddenly attacked!

Another sneak attack!

This palm strike was as fast as lightning; Jian Ping went all out, aiming to kill Ye Yuan with one blow.

"Nirvana Seal!"

In response, a powerful seal technique!

As if Ye Yuan had eyes in the back of his head, he suddenly formed a hand seal.

"Boom!"

A huge roar sounded, and Jian Ping flew backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

He stared at Ye Yuan, his eyes full of shock.

How could a Second Heaven Divine Lord send him flying with a single seal?

Over the years, Ye Yuan had consumed countless pills to forcibly raise his cultivation to the Second Heaven of the Divine Rotation Realm.

His current strength allowed him to hold his own against a Fifth Heaven Divine Lord.

Once the Nirvana Seal was unleashed, none could rival it!

Ye Yuan had long seen through Jian Ping's reluctance and had been on guard.

The Nirvana Seal against Jian Ping's ordinary palm was no contest.

"Impossible! How... how can you be so strong?" Jian Ping said in disbelief.

Ye Yuan looked coldly at Jian Ping and said, "I told you, if you weren't from the Mystic Artifacts Pavilion, you'd already be dead. Do you think I'd have the patience to waste time with trash like you? Get lost!"

Jian Ping got up, gnashing his teeth at Ye Yuan, "Kid, just you wait! Cross me, Jian Ping, and you'll see!"

With that, Jian Ping clutched his wound and fled.

Seeing this, Ye Yuan frowned.

"Milord, Jian Ping has deep connections..." Ning Tianping also frowned.

Ye Yuan knew well that Jian Ping had deep connections; otherwise, given his temper, he would have killed him already.

But this time, he needed the Mystic Artifacts Pavilion's help, and unless absolutely necessary, he didn't want to fall out with them.

Ye Yuan shook his head. "We'll deal with it as it comes. There's always a way. Let's go in."

Pushing the door open, the courtyard was small, but Ye Yuan felt as if he had entered a farmhouse.

The small yard was filled with flowers and plants, fresh and pleasant.

An old man was weeding.

In the midst of this bustling city, it felt like a pastoral retreat, carefree and at ease.

This old man was naturally Jian Zhentao.

"Two hundred years have passed. How have you been, Little Friend Ye Yuan?" Jian Zhentao put down his hoe and smiled at Ye Yuan.

But his eyes were tightly shut.

He was slightly shocked; he could clearly sense two auras—one was a Fifth Heaven Divine Lord, and the other... he couldn't see through.

It was like... a chaos.

He had obviously sensed the divine energy fluctuation outside.

That was a clash between two Fifth Heaven Divine Lords. No matter how talented Ye Yuan was, he couldn't be a match for a Fifth Heaven Divine Lord now.

So he hadn't paid it much attention.

Ye Yuan, however, smiled and said, "Junior hasn't been doing well. That's why I've come to seek Senior's help."

Jian Zhentao said in surprise, "Oh? For what matter?"

Ye Yuan smiled. "Let's not rush my business. I'm quite surprised to see Senior living such a carefree life!"

Jian Zhentao stroked his beard and laughed. "Did you think I should be wallowing in despair, waiting for death?"

Ye Yuan smiled. "Hehe, I was being petty! Senior's broad-mindedness is admirable!"

Jian Zhentao laughed. "You're not wrong. Eyes mean everything to us Jians. Losing them is like losing all prospects. But later, I gradually came to terms with it and started this secluded life. Now, I've gained some insights."

Ye Yuan raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Senior has... touched the threshold of the Divine Lord Realm!"

Jian Zhentao nodded and smiled. "I've had some realizations over the years. But as for breaking through, it will take some time."