My wife who comes from a wealthy family
Chapter 572 - 573: The Past of Nine Kills

Chapter 572: Chapter 573: The Past of Nine Kills

Ye Wudao confirmed that Yamamoto Black Tiger was dead, and found that he was actually wearing a black ring on his hand.

"This is a storage ring!" Ye Wudao took a look and his face lit up with joy, for a storage ring was worth more than a storage bag.

Ye Wudao looked inside with his Divine Sense, and his eyes widened.

Hundreds of thousands of Spirit Stones piled up like mountains, along with a vast amount of gold and silver treasures, invaluable!

"This old thief really was full of lies, tricking me into thinking there were tens of thousands of Spirit Stones on the ship when he had stashed all the treasures in his own storage ring!" Ye Wudao sneered coldly.

As for the treasures on this pirate ship, Ye Wudao did not let them pass either, as robbing pirates was only fair!

This trip, Ye Wudao had earned a total of one hundred fifty thousand Spirit Stones!

Enough to rival the wealth of a top-tier War Emperor!

If you add the one hundred thousand Spirit Stones he already had on him!

Now he had a total of two hundred fifty thousand Spirit Stones!

Rivaling the fortune of a pseudo Emperor Level powerhouse!

Boom!

Ye Wudao set the pirate ship ablaze, and a great fire burned on the sea.

Whoosh!

Ye Wudao flashed and appeared in front of Nine Kills.

"Resolved?" Nine Kills asked.

"Yep, resolved, not one left," Ye Wudao laughed.

"You kid, you’ve gotten much stronger than before." Nine Kills stared at Ye Wudao, finding that even he could not fully see through Ye Wudao now.

"Many thanks for saving my life!"

"Many thanks for saving my life!" Everyone knelt on the ground, their faces filled with gratitude.

Yun Zimo even performed a large bow, bending over and saying, "Zimo thanks Prince North!"

Ye Wudao looked surprised and said, "How do you know my identity?"

"Prince North, this old man deserves to die, I revealed your identity!" An old man nearby spoke up, his face full of self-blame.

Ye Wudao smiled and shook his head, saying, "No worries, old man, you must be a veteran from the North Hall, right?"

The old man excitedly said, "How did you know?"

"Heh, I wasn’t sure at first, but when I saw your grandson wearing a North Hall Token iron jade pendant around his neck, I knew." Ye Wudao smiled and explained.

"Never expected Prince North to have a fierce heart and a fine nose, the warriors of the North Hall are fortunate!" the old man said excitedly.

Ye Wudao smiled and asked, "Old man, which class of warriors from the North Hall are you?"

"This old man is from the first class of the North Hall warriors," the elder said with excitement in his eyes.

The first class!

Ye Wudao was shocked; it was said that very few of the first-class warriors had survived, and this old man had also made great contributions to the North Hall!

Ye Wudao gestured to the little boy to come over, saying, "Hey kid, come here!"

"Xiao Liang, go quickly!" the old man urged.

The little boy nervously approached Ye Wudao.

Ye Wudao took out several silver needles from his body, and rapidly inserted them into the little boy.

"Puff!" The little boy spat out a mouthful of black blood and soon passed out.

"Prince North, what is this?" the old man asked curiously.

"I’ve never seen this kind of injury on him before, but I used the life-prolonging needles to extend his life by three years! As long as he can survive these three years, he should be fine in the future!" Ye Wudao said.

"Plop!" The old man knelt down, tears of gratitude flowing, saying, "Many thanks, Prince North!"

The scene shifted, and several shadowy figures were sneaking away, clearly the ship’s captain and the former one-eyed pirate, prepared to escape in a small boat.

"Thinking of running?" Ye Wudao sneered, slapping the war blade on his waist with one hand.

Boom!

A blast resounded, and the black-hearted ship captain and the one-eyed pirates were all tragically killed.

"Well done!"

"The black-hearted ship captain and pirates deserved to die!" Many people clapped and cheered.

"But, with the captain dead, who will steer the ship?" someone asked.

Hearing this, Ye Wudao felt a bit embarrassed; he had killed a bit too soon, he should have kept the black-hearted ship captain alive until they reached West Emperor City and killed him there.

"Hehe, I can steer the ship!" Nine Kills laughed and headed to the cockpit.

In the cockpit.

Jiusha, with one arm, expertly controlled the ship.

Ye Wudao, looking at Jiusha’s severed arm, said with guilt in his eyes, "Uncle Jiusha, I will find a way to help you reforge this arm!"

Jiusha shook his head and smiled, "It’s just a hand; losing it is nothing!"

While speaking, Jiusha suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood and his body swayed as if about to fall.

"Uncle Jiusha!" Ye Wudao’s face changed dramatically, and he quickly supported Jiusha.

"Uncle Jiusha, why is your body so hot?" Ye Wudao hurriedly lifted Jiusha’s shirt and discovered a gray palm print on his chest, emitting a strong scent of death.

Ye Wudao touched it with his hand and immediately drew back his hand, as if shocked by electricity, his face full of astonishment, "This palm print is so toxic! Uncle Jiusha, what exactly happened?"

Jiusha gave a bitter smile and said, "It’s the old problem. Ten years ago, I encountered a formidable opponent who ambushed me!"

"Who was it?" Ye Wudao asked angrily.

"The True Master of Five Poisons!" Jiusha said.

"Who is the True Master of Five Poisons?" Ye Wudao asked.

"The True Master of Five Poisons is a powerful Loose Cultivator who resorts to any means, reportedly at the peak of the Emperor Level," a woman’s voice answered.

Who?

Ye Wudao turned his head and was surprised to see that it was Yun Zimo who had spoken.

Ye Wudao stared sharply at Yun Zimo.

Yun Zimo quickly apologized, "I’m sorry Mr. Ye, I did not mean to eavesdrop on your conversation; I wanted to invite you to visit the Yun Family."

"No need!" Ye Wudao declined, then said, "Uncle Jiusha, continue talking about the True Master of Five Poisons!"

Upon mentioning the True Master of Five Poisons, Jiusha’s eyes flashed with hatred and, grinding his teeth, he said, "Back then, I was at the peak of Emperor Level, just a step away from becoming a Battle Emperor. I was leading people to search for clues about the North King! I was ambushed by the True Master of Five Poisons, severely wounded, and my strength fell to the current peak of the seventh level of Battle Emperor!"

Hearing Jiusha’s words, Ye Wudao looked shocked!

Uncle Jiusha was already a top Battle Emperor strength cultivator ten years ago!

If things had gone smoothly, he might have already reached Emperor Level or, with some luck, even advanced to Battle Emperor Level by now!

"Uncle Jiusha, I will definitely heal your injuries and restore your cultivation level," Ye Wudao promised.

Jiusha shook his head and said, "It’s hopeless now, to resolve the Five Poisons Palm, I need at least one 500-year-old Deep Sea Snow Lotus! This age of Deep Sea Snow Lotus is extremely expensive, and it can’t be bought with less than a hundred thousand Spirit Stones!"

"Uncle Jiusha, money is not a problem!" Ye Wudao laughed.

Hearing Ye Wudao’s words, Jiusha looked at him, shocked, "You have that many Spirit Stones?"

Ye Wudao nodded with a smile.

"That’s great!" Jiusha’s face lit up with excitement, then his spirits deflated, "But Deep Sea Snow Lotus is extremely rare, difficult to come by for decades, and can’t be bought even with money!"

At that moment, Yun Zimo laughed and said, "I know where there is a Deep Sea Snow Lotus."

What?!

Hearing Yun Zimo’s words, both Jiusha and Ye Wudao turned to look at her.

"Miss Yun, you know where to auction a Deep Sea Snow Lotus?" Ye Wudao asked, surprised.

"Yes." Yun Zimo nodded, "Tonight, the largest auction house in West Emperor City will hold a high-profile auction! As one of West Emperor City’s four major firms, my Yun Family has the qualifications to participate, and I heard they will auction a Deep Sea Snow Lotus."

"That’s wonderful!" Ye Wudao’s eyes sparkled with excitement.

Jiusha frowned and said, "Such a high-profile auction must have many restrictions, right?"

"Exactly, it requires one to be a person of stature, and they must have an invitation to enter!"

An invitation!

Jiusha gave a bitter smile, "We’re in a rush for time, it’s probably too late to get an invitation now."

"As a small token of my gratitude for saving me, I have an invitation here, and I would like to offer it to you both!" Yun Zimo said, taking out a purple invitation with gold borders from her possession.

"Thank you, Miss Yun!" Jiusha took the invitation, his face showing ecstasy as he moved away from the controls, causing the ship to rock slightly.

"Uncle Jiusha, you better keep piloting the ship!" Ye Wudao reminded with a smile.

"Yes, yes, I almost forgot about the important matter," Jiusha said, laughing and rubbing his head.

Time flew by, and soon it was evening.

Up ahead of the ship, a thick fog suddenly appeared.

"What is this?" Ye Wudao asked curiously.

"This fog is specially used to isolate external probing and prevent ordinary people from intruding!" Yun Zimo explained.

Piloting the smuggler ship, Jiusha crossed the fog. Tens of miles away, a massive island vaguely appeared, looking like a huge turtle asleep in the sea.

"We’ve arrived at West Emperor City!" Jiusha declared.

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