Rebirth of the Peak Young Master
Chapter 79 Baby Silkworm

Chapter 79: Chapter 79 Baby Silkworm

Not the Poisonous Insect King?

The Poisonous Insect King is nothing but an ant before you?

Fan Liya heard these words and immediately knew trouble was brewing!

In the Miao Region, whether it be the Black Miao or the White Miao Clan, they all hold inherent reverence for the Poisonous Insect King.

In their hearts, the Poisonous Insect King is an unparalleled existence.

Otherwise, Sang Kun wouldn’t have knelt before Ye Fei simply because he suspected Ye Fei of being the Poisonous Insect King.

Now, Ye Fei dared to say the Poisonous Insect King was like an ant—not only would Sang Kun refuse to tolerate him, but the black-robed man would likely attack!

Indeed, Sang Kun’s expression changed abruptly. He immediately stood up and coldly snorted, "Audacious! So you’re not the Poisonous Insect King at all, yet you dare blaspheme him? You’re courting death!"

The black-robed man also furiously remarked, "Blaspheming the Poisonous Insect King, such a crime deserves a thousand deaths! Sang Kun, let us set aside our grievances for now; we shall punish this sinner first!"

"Agreed!"

Sang Kun nodded immediately, and the two exchanged a glance filled with tacit understanding. Without employing poisonous insects, they attacked Ye Fei directly with punches and kicks.

Though the people of the Miao Region often use poisonous insects as their weapons, it doesn’t mean their fighting abilities are inferior. Judging by Sang Kun and the black-robed man’s speed, their skills were at least on the level of martial artists in the Hua Realm.

If an ordinary person encountered them, it would mean nothing but death or severe injury!

Fan Liya quickly grabbed Ye Fei’s arm and exclaimed, "Ye Fei, run quickly!"

"Don’t worry, they are no match for me!"

Ye Fei stood calmly in place and smiled at Fan Liya.

Then he patted her on the shoulder and said, "As for you, stay behind me and don’t move. Otherwise, you might accidentally get hurt!"

With that, Ye Fei gently pried off Fan Liya’s hand, took a step forward, and stood firmly in front of her.

Looking at Ye Fei’s thin and fragile-looking back, Fan Liya felt a sudden surge of emotion. Tears welled up uncontrollably in her eyes, along with an impulsive thought—if they were to die, she would rather die alongside Ye Fei.

What did the Miao Region, Gu Masters, or Divine Gu matter?

For someone like Fan Liya, who had never felt such deep care from another person, a faint sense of regret emerged in her heart at this very moment.

She regretted misunderstanding Ye Fei back at the apartment, thinking he was like those other uncouth playboys.

She regretted not treating Ye Fei more kindly.

But now, it seemed too late for everything.

Seeing Ye Fei face Sang Kun and himself head-on, the black-robed man let out a grim and sinister smile. "What arrogance, boy! You claim we’re no match for you? Ha, do you think you’re the Innate Martial King?"

"And what if I say I am?" Ye Fei replied with a calm smile.

"You? What a joke!"

Sang Kun sneered disdainfully. "I, Sang Kun, as the Great Gu Master of the White Miao Clan, have encountered countless martial artists! Prodigies your age aren’t unheard of, but at best, they reach the Hidden Energy level. Innate Martial King? You’re dreaming!"

As he spoke, Sang Kun thrust his left claw forward, aiming directly for Ye Fei’s head. His intent was clearly to wrench it off, avenging the destruction of his Witch Gu Claw.

Meanwhile, the black-robed man was a step slower.

To him, Ye Fei was indeed unforgivable, but Sang Kun was still his enemy.

So if Ye Fei were killed, this temporary alliance with Sang Kun would officially collapse, and he had to take precautions.

After all, in terms of strength, Sang Kun was considerably superior to him.

"Hmph! Sang Kun, Sang Kun! You would never guess—our Black Miao Clan does not worship the Poisonous Insect King as devoutly as your White Miao Clan. In Han people’s words, this is called ’the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind!’"

The black-robed man sneered sinisterly, glancing briefly at Ye Fei and muttering, "But it’s all thanks to this foolish boy for daring to blaspheme the Poisonous Insect King. Otherwise, Sang Kun wouldn’t have flown into such a rage. Boy, unless you truly are the Innate Martial King, you’re doomed..."

But before he could finish, the black-robed man suddenly furrowed his brow—Ye Fei had moved!

Ye Fei watched Sang Kun’s claw coming for him and only smiled faintly. Extending his left hand, he slowly opened his palm.

"Hmm? What are you trying to do? Do you think one hand can block my attack? You really imagine you’re the Innate Martial King?"

Sang Kun sneered coldly and immediately aimed at Ye Fei’s palm.

Since Ye Fei sought his own death, Sang Kun didn’t mind putting in a bit more effort to directly rip off Ye Fei’s arm, making him suffer some extra pain!

BANG!

A claw and a hand collided!

The impact happened swiftly, but while Ye Fei’s smile remained the same, Sang Kun’s face changed dramatically.

Because he realized that Ye Fei’s palm seemed to exert an endless suction force, pulling his hand firmly against it. He couldn’t move an inch, and even the inner strength he’d cultivated for years was slowly being drained away!

"How is this possible?"

Sang Kun was dumbfounded as he felt the inner strength he had painstakingly cultivated over the years flow away into Ye Fei’s palm.

He had never seen such a cultivation technique that could directly absorb another’s inner strength!

But while Sang Kun was stunned, Ye Fei wasn’t. Ye Fei shouted coldly, "Break!"

CRACK!

In an instant, Sang Kun’s arm snapped with a chilling sound, sending a spray of blood onto the ground, lifeless.

Silence!

A deathly silence!

The black-robed man, who had just been plotting to exploit Sang Kun, was completely dumbfounded.

He never imagined Ye Fei would win!

And win so easily, so decisively. Could this young man really be the Innate Martial King? How was that possible?

"Your turn!"

At that moment, Ye Fei’s sharp gaze landed on the stunned black-robed man.

Just one look, and cold sweat drenched the black-robed man’s back. He collapsed onto the ground in terror.

"You... you can’t kill me! The Gu God is connected to Fan Liya’s bloodline. Without the secret technique I control, it’s impossible to extract it. If you kill me, Fan Liya will die!" the black-robed man stammered in desperation.

Hearing his words, Ye Fei frowned slightly, then walked toward Fan Liya.

Seeing this, the black-robed man breathed a sigh of relief.

In his view, Ye Fei must have heeded his words, and for now, his life was spared.

However, resentment burned fiercely in his heart.

He knew there was no chance to harm Fan Liya today, but he couldn’t believe Ye Fei would always stay by her side. Sooner or later, there would be an opportunity.

At that time, all he needed to do was seize Fan Liya when Ye Fei wasn’t around and immediately return to the Black Miao Clan.

He refused to believe he couldn’t defeat Ye Fei once he extracted the Gu God!

But at that moment, Ye Fei reached out with one hand in front of Fan Liya, and a golden silk baby silkworm fell into his hand.

"You mean this Gu God, right? Wasn’t it difficult to extract?"

Ye Fei toyed with the silk baby in his hand, his lips curving into a mocking smile as he looked at the black-robed man.