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Chapter 247 - 248: Visiting the Martial Department

Chapter 247: Chapter 248: Visiting the Martial Department

Hiss!

All those present inhaled sharply, their eyes wide and tongues tied!

"Damn, the Tiger Head Iron Cage was actually broken open with brute force!"

"This, this is too terrifying!"

Even a strong man like Huangfu Lei felt a storm surge in his heart at this moment—the Tiger Head Iron Cage could suppress any martial artist below the rank of a fifth-grade marquis!

Yet Ye Wudao broke it so effortlessly!

Doesn’t that mean...

His strength is above that of a fifth-grade marquis?

"Gulp!" Huangfu Lei swallowed hard, not daring to think any further...

"The Huangfu clan, after tonight, you may cease to exist!" Ye Wudao walked out from the Tiger Head Iron Cage and spoke indifferently.

"Ye Wudao, I’ll fight you to the death!" Huangfu Lei roared furiously, gripping his war sabre, and his body erupted with the peak power of a fourth-grade marquis, slashing fiercely at Ye Wudao.

"Thunderclap Saber Technique!"

Ye Wudao stood with his hands behind his back, the picture of calm.

Bang!

A dull sound resonated.

"I should have hit him..." Huangfu Lei looked up, his pupils suddenly constricting, fear reflecting in his eyes.

No!

This can’t be!

Ye Wudao had actually caught his sabre with two fingers!

All those present were shocked and speechless when they saw Ye Wudao catch the sabre with his fingers.

Too strong!

"Break!" With a gentle force from his fingers, as if they were two mighty dragon digits, Ye Wudao carried immeasurable strength and instantly shattered Huangfu Lei’s war sabre.

"My sabre!" Huangfu Lei staggered back, his face filled with shock and fear.

At this moment, he finally realized just how great the gap between him and Ye Wudao was!

Flee!

That was his only thought now!

To escape, to get as far away as possible!

"Trying to run? Heh, do you think you can?" A cold light flashed in Ye Wudao’s eyes, and a silver needle appeared in his palm, which he flung violently.

Swish!

The silver needle tore through the air, carrying a piercing whistling sound, and hit Huangfu Lei’s head like a bullet in an instant.

"Spurt!" Blood spewed from Huangfu Lei’s mouth, and his bodily form, as imposing as a male lion’s, fell to the ground.

With Huangfu Lei’s death, the Huangfu family, once the foremost among the three great clans, was extinguished!

Outside.

Bai Tuozi, Tie Shou, and others were stunned.

In one day, to obliterate three great clans and five major noble families!

This was sheer madness!

Something they wouldn’t even dare to dream about!

Yet, because of Ye Wudao, this unthinkable feat had become a reality.

"Young master, what do you plan to do next?" Gu Chen asked, his eyes filled with curiosity.

Everyone looked curiously at Ye Wudao.

After destroying the three great clans and the five noble families!

Surely Ye Wudao should call it quits now, right?

After all, to achieve such a feat was already shocking enough!

"To the Martial Department!" Ye Wudao said coldly.

Damn!

To the Martial Department!

Upon hearing Ye Wudao’s words, everyone trembled, thinking Ye Wudao had gone mad.

Gu Chen was even more shocked as he said, "Young master, this must not be done! You are already a wanted person by the Martial Department and the young master of the Beiwang Palace, the son of the North King. If you go to the Martial Department, would it not be like a lamb entering a wolf pack, with almost certain death?"

"Yes, young master, please reconsider!" Bai Tuozi and others pleaded one after another.

What a joke!

No one has dared to trouble the Martial Artist Division since its establishment!

Is that legendary Martial King merely a decoration?

"The Beiwang Blade and the Beiwang Command are both in the Martial Artist Division. I must retrieve them, and moreover, I must clear my father’s name!" Ye Wudao declared resolutely.

Everyone was taken aback, knowing that Ye Wudao was a man of his word.

"Young Master, we will go with you!"

"Even if death awaits, it is worth it!"

"Better to stir up a storm outside than to waste away as a useless coward in prison for a lifetime!" Gu Chen, the White Camel Child, and others exclaimed.

Ye Wudao refused, "No need! You all head to Jiang Hai and train the three thousand warriors of the Beiwang Hall!"

What?

Hearing Ye Wudao’s words, everyone was shocked. "Young Master, are you planning to go alone?"

"This, this is absolutely not okay!"

"It’s too dangerous!"

Ye Wudao smiled, "To become a strong person, one must come closest to death in order to obtain the greatest power!"

Having said this, Ye Wudao left nonchalantly.

Watching Ye Wudao’s retreating figure, everyone felt a deep admiration from within their hearts!

"The Young Master is the person I admire the most in my life!"

"His future accomplishments are beyond imagination!" the White Camel Child and others were deeply moved.

"Heaven knows what the Young Master has been through these years..." Gu Chen was astonished. Having served Beiwang for many years, he felt that Ye Wudao was even stronger than Beiwang in his youth!

...

Capital City.

The headquarters of the Martial Artist Division.

A towering skyscraper stood in the most bustling golden district of Capital City, both mysterious and solemn.

As the official institution of Dragon Country’s martial artists, the Martial Artist Division was home to a host of strong fighters and was guarded by three hundred thousand Martial Artist Division soldiers around Capital City.

At the top floor of the Martial Artist Division.

Within an extremely luxurious room.

Two elders were drinking against each other.

"Heh, Ye Wudao really is arrogant, to destroy three major families and five prominent clans overnight!" One Daoist-robed elder spoke up, who was surprisingly a ghost doctor.

"Hehe, quite in the style of Beiwang!" A peasant elder nodded, wearing a straw hat as if he had just returned from working in the fields.

"No, he’s more ruthless than his father!" the ghost doctor said.

"Will he come?" the peasant elder asked.

"He will!" the ghost doctor nodded without hesitation. "He must already know from the dungeon that he is the son of Beiwang. With his temperament, he will definitely come!"

"So, you dragged me here because you wanted to support that kid Ye Wudao?" the peasant elder laughed.

"Elder Jiang truly has divine insight!" the ghost doctor chuckled.

"You this naughty old child, when young people go crazy, you go crazy with them!"

Elder Jiang pointed at the ghost doctor and scolded with a laugh, his rough hand picking up a cup of Dragon Well tea and taking a sip with surprise. "A hundred-year Dragon Well, the best of teas! You stingy old miser, actually willing to bring out such a treasure!"

"Heh, if you want to catch a wolf, you have to sacrifice some bait, right?" the ghost doctor said with a pained expression.

"What did you say?" Elder Jiang said with a sharp gaze.

"I misspoke, isn’t this to ask for Elder Jiang’s help in handling some matters?" the ghost doctor hurriedly flattered.

Elder Jiang laughed, "Hehe, Beiwang achieved great military exploits and contributed significantly to Dragon Country. He was also the former Great Commander of the Martial Artist Division. I, certainly, will not let the son of Beiwang die in the Martial Artist Division!"

"With those words from you, I can rest assured!" the ghost doctor said, snatching the tea in front of Elder Jiang and downing it in one gulp.

"Old ghost, that was my tea!" Elder Jiang was furious.

"Just letting you taste it is enough; I usually can’t bear to drink it myself!" the ghost doctor retorted with a rascal’s demeanor.

"You, you, you!" Elder Jiang, pointing at the ghost doctor, was almost made to laugh with anger.

...

The scene shifts to the ground floor of the Martial Artist Division.

Ye Wudao strode forward with a commanding presence, appearing outside the gates of the Martial Artist Division.

At the gates of the Martial Artist Division, the hundreds of soldiers on guard spotted Ye Wudao and spoke coldly, "This is a restricted area of the Martial Artist Division. Unauthorized persons are forbidden to approach. Violators will be killed without mercy!"

Seeing that Ye Wudao had no reaction, many of the Martial Artist Division soldiers angrily said, "Hey, kid, we’re talking to you. Are you deaf?"

"Leave now, or do you want to die?"

Hands behind his back, Ye Wudao spoke indifferently, "Go inform the Martial King that the son of Beiwang, the young lord of Beiwang Hall—Ye Wudao is here for a visit!"