As of today, these families from Capital City pose no danger to him. The once prestigious top five families of Capital City now seem like entities he could obliterate with a flick of his hand.
After all, apart from those four longstanding families, there are only a few of those in the remainder that have Saint Realm experts. With Ye Luoâs current strength, he could easily annihilate these families without even needing people like Feng Tian to lift a finger.
He didnât take Jiang Feiyunâs words to heart at all. If the Jiang Family dared to mess with him, he could just wipe them out with a wave of his hand.
This was Ye Luoâs confidence today, all stemming from his strength. No matter where you were, the strong had the ability to dominate the weak, and thatâs why Ye Luo constantly strove to become stronger. He didnât want to be dominated by anyone, he wanted to dominate everything!
Ultimately, Jiang Feiyun had no choice but to suppress his rage and transfer five million to Ye Luo, who then took the money along with Leng Ruobing and bought a new car.
"Bastard!"
After Ye Luo left, Jiang Feiyun cursed fiercely. The sexy woman beside him then asked, "Mr. Jiang, who was that guy? Heâs so arrogant?"
"Scram!"
Jiang Feiyun coldly shouted, promptly leaving the place and returning to the Jiang Family.
"Dad, I want to kill that bastard Ye Luo, I must have him dead!"
Jiang Feiyun looked at his father, Jiang Family Head Jiang Chengfei, and spoke through gritted teeth, his eyes flashing with a chilling intent to kill.
"Donât be impulsive, this guy is not easy to deal with. You also saw his competition today; heâs very strong. It would be difficult to deal with him."
Jiang Chengfei said gravely.
"Dad, didnât we already succeed with that batch of Genetically Modified People weâve been developing? Letâs have them take him out and test the results of our Genetically Modified People at the same time."
Jiang Feiyun suggested directly.
"No, that batch of Genetically Modified People is incredibly important, having been developed by our Jiang Family with immense effort. Itâs not completely successful yet, and if itâs discovered, our entire Jiang Family will be doomed."
Jiang Chengfei replied solemnly.
"Dad, it wonât be discovered. Itâs just taking care of that kid, after all. Besides, this is also a chance to test the strength of these Genetically Modified People. We canât pour in so much effort and blood without knowing the outcome," Jiang Feiyun said with an unwilling face.
"Let me think about it," Jiang Chengfei said, his gaze flickering as he pondered.
"Dad, if you donât agree, then Iâll go after that kid myself. When I end up dead at his hands, you can collect my corpse," Jiang Feiyun said coldly.
"Feiyun, you..." Jiang Chengfei looked helpless and eventually had to nod his head in agreement.
Meanwhile, Ye Luo, with Leng Ruobing, drove the new car back to the villa, only to see a figure waiting.
"Feng Dao, what are you doing here?"
That figure was none other than Tian Groupâs genius, second only to Cao Wuheng, known as Feng Dao.
"I saw your competition today. Do you really have the ability to make me stronger?" Feng Dao asked Ye Luo with an intense gaze.
"Of course, I can provide you with Spirit Stones, Elixirs, and cultivation resources. However, you have to become my man, acknowledge me as your boss, and be my underling. And I guarantee you wonât get a bad deal," Ye Luo said casually, a smile playing at the corner of his mouth.
Feng Daoâs eyes flickered, considering for a long time before finally saying, "I am willing to be your underling, acknowledge you as my boss. But, the things you ask me to do must not go against my conscience, and I wonât do anything that endangers our country."
"Donât worry, from now on, you just need to fight side by side with me and our brothers. I guarantee that your path in martial arts will be a long one, far beyond the Controlling Qi Realm, which is merely a starting point," Ye Luo reassured.
"Okay!"
Feng Dao said earnestly, his eyes filled with a resolute expression.
For someone obsessed with martial arts like him, his greatest lifeâs ambition was to constantly reach the peaks of martial arts, to become the strongest warrior. It was precisely because of this that he willingly became Ye Luoâs subordinate and served under him.
"Arenât you worried about your master finding out now?" Ye Luo asked, looking at Feng Dao.
"My master is in seclusion; he wonât find out for the time being. Even if he does, I believe he wonât oppose what Iâm doing," Feng Dao replied.
"Good, I have something for you as a welcome gift, but Iâm not sure if you dare to accept it," Ye Luo said, taking out the Budo Myojin he had obtained from Bei Chenfeng from the Lingyun Ring.
"One of the Island Countryâs four great divine artifacts, Budo Myojin!"
Seeing the blade in Ye Luoâs hand, Feng Daoâs eyes flashed with surprise. He had watched the morningâs competition and naturally knew that the Budo Myojin was the one Ye Luo had obtained from Bei Chenfeng.
Feng Dao hadnât expected that Ye Luo would offer him this weapon as a welcome gift. Although he didnât know the grade of Budo Myojin, its status as one of the Island Countryâs four divine artifacts guaranteed that its grade was extraordinaryâcertainly a superior blade.
Had anyone else obtained it, they surely wouldnât hand it over so easily, yet Ye Luo directly gave it to him, which deeply shocked Feng Dao.
"I canât accept the Budo Myojin you obtained," Feng Dao said gravely.
"Why not dare to accept it? Are you afraid of being hunted by the Beichen Ittoryu?" Ye Luo asked with a slight smile.
"How could that be? Itâs just that the gift is too precious," Feng Dao shook his head.
"Then as a subordinate, accept it. This blade is a superior grade treasure. It is a hundred times more powerful than the Heavy Blade youâre using. With it, you could even combat experts in the ninth level of the Saint Realm and even more so, bring out your true strength," Ye Luo explained.
"Superior grade treasure!" Feng Dao was startled by these four words. He understood the categorization of weapons, knowing that above spiritual artifacts were treasures. Although he had heard of treasures, he had never seen one, not even a superior grade spiritual artifact.
The Heavy Blade he wielded was merely comparable to a lower-grade spiritual artifact. But the Budo Myojin was a treasure and a superior one at that, which was almost beyond belief.
"This..." Feng Dao was so stunned he couldnât speak for a while, but his eyes were filled with excitement.
For a swordsman, the ultimate dream was to possess a powerful treasured blade, which was also why Bei Chenfeng carried the Budo Myojin with him.
It had cost him a great deal to control the Budo Myojin; he couldnât have imagined it would end up benefitting Feng Dao in the end.
"Take it, Iâll help you with the recognition of the master," Ye Luo said.
The Budo Myojin was a treasure that had birthed an Artifact Spirit, and ordinary people couldnât control it, let alone claim it as their own. However, with Ye Luoâs assistance, it was a different matter.
"Iâve just agreed to be your subordinate, and youâre offering such a precious welcome gift. Arenât you afraid that I might go back on my word?" Feng Dao looked at Ye Luo and asked, somewhat puzzled.