Chapter 137 Zeng Yunhong's Death

Zeng Yunhong put on his clothes and took two female cultivators to the place where he didn't make money.

From the staff, the maid found out that Ye Buwen was in charge of the work at the Blood Jade Factory at the North Gate.

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"That Ye Buwen is still alive."

Zeng Yunhong was unwilling and had mixed feelings.

He clenched his fists, and his desire to know Ye Buwen's secret became stronger.

Without stopping, he took two maids, Zeng Yunhong, to the North Gate, one to confirm Ye Buwen's condition, and the other to go back to the sect to find someone.

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Ye Buwen leaned on the roof of the Blood Jade Factory, holding a notebook and writing and drawing.

He was recording his inspiration and his understanding of the secret book.

Suddenly, Ye Buwen stopped writing and looked towards the gate to see if Zeng Yunhong was among the people leaving the city.

Although he hadn't found him for several days, Ye Buwen was sure that Zeng Yunhong would definitely get out of here, it was just a matter of time.

Zeng Yunhong's thoughts were not difficult to guess at all.

Many times, people are creatures of inertia.

How could a person going home give up the shortest way and take a detour?

There is no beautiful scenery around Fengyun City that is worth stopping for.

Moreover, Zeng Yunhong is an extremely confident person, and he is also a person without a sense of crisis.

He doesn't think anyone dares to kill him, so he has no vigilance against the ambush.

Even if he knew that the person he had offended was at the north gate, he would not think that he was here to kill him.

Ye Buwen even thought that Zeng Yunhong would come to this place to threaten him in order to disgust him.

After a glance, Ye Buwen was ready to turn back and continue his own business.

But a familiar figure appeared at the gate.

Ye Buwen smiled, and Zeng Yunhong was waiting for him.

Zeng Yunhong strode out of the door and looked in the direction of the blood jade factory.

Seeing Ye Buwen leisurely and naturally writing and drawing with a pen, he felt much more at ease.

Shen Hongsheng's attack did not scare him away.

Neither did his threat.

Ye Buwen looked up at Zeng Yunhong again and found that he was also looking at him.

He ignored him expressionlessly, expressing his disdain for Zeng Yunhong and being extremely arrogant.

Zeng Yunhong was angered by the disdain contained in this action.

He took out his flying sword and flew into the sky, came to Ye Buwen's head, and looked down at him.

Facing his disdain, Ye Buwen still chose to ignore it and continued his own business.

He laughed wildly in his heart. This Zeng Yunhong was more childish than he thought.

It was really too easy to guess.

"Humph——"

Zeng Yunhong snorted coldly, and his anger became even greater.

He flew over Ye Buwen's head with his flying sword almost brushing against his head.

Ye Buwen's face suddenly became gloomy, and his eyes were cold.

Zeng Yunhong turned his head and stopped in the air. He was very happy to see Ye Buwen's emotional fluctuations.

"Ye Buwen, you are very angry, right? Come and kill me if you have the guts."

"You are a fourth-level Qi Refining cultivator, and you can't fly with a sword."

"Hahaha..."

Zeng Yunhong laughed up to the sky and left on his flying sword.

The two female cultivators looked at each other, took out their flying swords and followed him.

When Zeng Yunhong flew hundreds of meters, a flying sword suddenly flew up from the dense forest below and instantly penetrated him.

After killing Zeng Yunhong, the flying sword instantly turned its target and killed the two female cultivators together.

Ye Buwen put his hand down and pretended to be surprised.

The people passing by the north gate were also very surprised.

Just now, it was a sneak attack by the foundation building cultivator.

Whether it was people entering or leaving the city, they stopped their actions, looked at the place where Zeng Yunhong fell, and ate melons, discussing what happened inside and the identity of the deceased.

A foundation-building cultivator who knew Ye Buwen flew up and asked, "Boss Ye, do you know the identity of that man just now? I think he has a lot of rifts with you."

Ye Buwen smiled, "He's an inner disciple of Xuansha Sect, and his surname is Zeng."

The foundation-building cultivator exclaimed, "He's from Xuansha Sect, and his surname is Zeng. This person who did it is really brave. Isn't he afraid of being found by Xuansha Sect?"

Ye Buwen clapped his hands.

"Fortunately, there is such a warrior, otherwise I would have just swallowed the humiliation. Good death, good death."

The foundation-building cultivator had a smile on his face and entered the state of eating melons.

"People who are arrogant will be punished. I have to admit that what the warrior did is really gratifying."

"I'm curious about what Xuansha Sect will do next to find the person who killed their disciple."

Not long after, the place where Zeng Yunhong's body fell suddenly emitted an astonishing black aura, and the surroundings were instantly shrouded in black mist.

Ye Buwen stared at it.

The air in the black fog, which symbolizes the power of the mysterious evil spirit, was raging everywhere. The air of the trees lost its regularity in an instant under the erosion of such power and turned into dead things.

However, in the black fog, Ye Buwen found something different.

A figure roared in the center of the black fog and rushed around randomly.

After a while, the figure rushed out of the black fog, with a black air, roaring to the sky, like a resentful ghost.

Ye Buwen looked at the figure and saw the appearance of Zeng Yunhong's face.

That must be Zeng Yunhong's soul.

Zeng Yunhong's soul looked around and still didn't find the target.

Finally, he looked at Ye Buwen and rushed over with a roar.

Ye Buwen showed an interested expression, without any movement.

He wanted to see what was so powerful about this ghost.

He couldn't hurt him when he was alive, so could he become more powerful when he died?

Zeng Yunhong's ghost rushed into the body.

Suddenly, a spiritual light emerged from his body, and the Dharma bones and the five energies of the sky spirit moved.

Ye Buwen faintly heard a scream, and the Dharma bones and the five energies of the sky spirit returned to calm.

Then a sense of freshness came to his mind, making him clear-headed.

Ye Buwen hurriedly checked the changes in his body. After a long time, he sat down in boredom and said dissatisfiedly: "The ghost of the foundation-building cultivator doesn't seem to be a big deal."

Eroded by the ghost, he didn't move a drop of blood, and there was no abnormality in his body, and he didn't feel any benefits.

Not long after, Ye Buwen looked into the factory and Shen Hongsheng came back.

"Boss Ye, I have fulfilled my mission. Zeng Yunhong is dead. I put his storage bag in the northeast corner of the factory."

"Very good. Go back and arrange the affairs of the Xuansha Chamber of Commerce, so that the Xuansha Sect will not affect you."

"Yes."

A flattering voice came from Shen Hongsheng: "Boss Ye, please pay more attention to asking Jindan to solve my problem. The Xuansha Sect will definitely punish me for failing to protect Zeng Yunhong's death. I may die at any time."

"I will try my best. If it doesn't work, I will ask the elders in my family to help."

"Thank you, Boss Ye."

Shen Hongsheng quietly left invisibly.

Ye Buwen went to the black mist emitted by Zeng Yunhong to absorb the Xuansha spiritual power.

A few days later, the black mist formed by the dissipation of Zeng Yunhong's spiritual power dissipated, and was absorbed, leaving only a dead forest with withered leaves and only dead branches.

Ye Buwen clapped his hands and stood up from meditation. He was at the fifth level of Qi Refining.