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Chapter 637 - 638: Ye Wudao’s Identity Shocks Kunlun

Chapter 637: Chapter 638: Ye Wudao’s Identity Shocks Kunlun

"Big Brother has spoken!"

"Then what are we waiting for? Hurry up and bring this kid over!" Martial Saint and the others were excited. The leader of the Seven Saints of Kunlun was the most mysterious figure, and they all treated him with great respect.

...

Time flew by.

Twenty days later.

Today was the day Kunlun was recruiting new disciples, and several hundred talented students joined, infusing the whole of Kunlun with youthful vigor.

A young man in white descended from the summit of Kunlun and stepped into this place!

He looked around curiously, his eyes showing both wonder and nostalgia.

"It’s been a long time since I’ve been to Kunlun. It’s a case of new faces replacing old ones again!" the young man in white sighed.

The young man in white was none other than Ye Wudao, who had fully recovered from his serious injuries.

Just then, a commotion suddenly erupted up ahead.

"Damn, you dare not to pay protection fees to me? Believe it or not, I can make it so you newcomers can’t get by!" a Core disciple dressed in red spoke arrogantly, with five or six Inner Sect disciples wearing blue standing behind him, putting on airs.

Meanwhile, over a dozen new disciples in white shivered with fear.

"Brother Ma, all I have are a few thousand spirit stones. If I give them to you, I’ll be left with nothing!"

"Brother Ma, could you take a little less..." the newcomers asked timidly.

"Not one spirit stone less!" Brother Ma was extremely arrogant.

"I won’t pay!" a new disciple shouted.

Not pay?

A cold light flashed in Brother Ma’s eyes, and he punched the new disciple in the stomach.

"Ah!" The new disciple immediately clutched his belly, feeling as if his intestines were twisted together, suffering excruciating pain.

The scene became chillingly silent.

"What are you looking at?"

"Don’t you all hurry up and pay Brother Ma the protection fee?" a bunch of Inner Sect disciples barked.

"I’ll pay!"

"Brother Ma, here are my spirit stones!" Some of the new disciples began to take out the spirit stones or other valuable items they had on them.

"A bunch of newcomers who don’t know the rules. No matter how powerful you were outside, once you enter Kunlun, you’re the dragons I coil and the tigers I lay down!" Brother Ma sneered.

"Brother Ma, I don’t have any spirit stones, but this is a bracelet my mother left me. It’s a symbol of good fortune and everything going smoothly, Brother Ma, it’s for you!" a thin young man, looking like a monkey, said while taking off a blue bracelet, his eyes filled with reluctance.

Brother Ma took the blue bracelet and asked with a smile, "You have quite the filial piety, what’s your name?"

"Thank you for the praise, Brother Ma, my name is Mo Han!" the thin young man replied with delight.

A fierce look flashed in Brother Ma’s eyes, "Damn! Do you think I’m some beggar, trying to fob me off with some broken bracelet?"

As he spoke, Brother Ma ripped the blue bracelet apart and viciously stomped it into the ground.

The crowd erupted into boisterous laughter!

"You, you actually tore apart the bracelet my mother gave me!" Mo Han yelled; "I’m going to fight you!"

"Seeking death!" Brother Ma kicked out fiercely.

Thump!

Mo Han collapsed to the ground, coughing up blood, his face pale.

"Poor trash, if you don’t have money, don’t come to Kunlun!" Brother Ma taunted.

Mo Han held the broken blue bracelet in his hand, tears streaming down his face, and he fiercely punched the ground; "This Kunlun is just too bullying, I’d rather not join at all!"

Right at that moment, a hand landed on his shoulder, and a young and magnetic voice came through; "Are you okay?"

Who?

Mo Han turned his head and saw a young man in white the same age as him.

Looking at Ye Wudao, Mo Han wiped away his tears and said; "Brother, you must be a new disciple as well! In Kunlun, the old students bully the newcomers, let’s get out of here!"

Ye Wudao chuckled; "Who bullied you? Tell me about it!"

Mo Han was taken aback, then shook his head; "Forget it, you don’t want to mess with them! His name is Ma Liang, a Core Disciple of Kunlun, and he’s got seven or eight lackeys, all Inner Sect Disciples! If us ordinary new disciples offend them, we’ll die very miserably!"

"Whoever bullied you, I will help you seek justice!" Ye Wudao said with a smile.

Moved by Ye Wudao’s words, Mo Han’s eyes welled up, but then he shook his head; "Thanks for your kindness, but I can tell you are a good person. I advise you not to get involved!"

Just then, another one of Ma Liang’s underlings came over, threatening Mo Han; "You can leave if you want, but only if you leave the spirit stones behind!"

What?

Mo Han flew into a rage; "This is utterly outrageous, demanding protection fees in broad daylight. Does Kunlun have no laws anymore?"

"Not paying, is that it? Then I’ll beat you until you pay!" Just as this lackey was about to strike, suddenly, a large hand grabbed his wrist like lightning.

The lackey immediately glared at Ye Wudao with outrage and said; "You little shit, let go of me! Do you know who I am? I’m one of Brother Ma Liang’s men!"

"Never heard of him!" Ye Wudao’s fingers tightened slightly, and the lackey’s wrist was instantly fractured.

"Ah!" The lackey screamed in agony and collapsed on the ground.

Brother Ma Liang and the others, who were collecting protection fees, looked up at the scene, their anger surging!

"You little fucker, you dare to hit my man?" Ma Liang exploded with rage at Ye Wudao.

"Why not? What’s the harm in killing?" Ye Wudao retorted.

Whoosh!

A single stone raises a thousand ripples!

Hearing Ye Wudao’s words, Ma Liang glanced at Mo Han beside Ye Wudao and said, "So Mo Han, this is the support you’ve found? Just an Outer Sect Disciple clad in white, acting tough—like a toad trying to puff itself up. What arrogance!"

"Haha!"

"An Outer Sect Disciple actually dares to talk of killing!"

"I’m dying of laughter!" A group of Ma Liang’s underlings burst into raucous laughter.

Ye Wudao said indifferently, "Return all the protection money you’ve taken, and apologize to Mo Han!"

What?

Hearing Ye Wudao’s words, Ma Liang flew into a towering rage and immediately waved his hand, "Teach this kid a lesson—for now, don’t beat him to death!"

"Yes!"

A few Inner Sect Disciples approached Ye Wudao with wild arrogance, rubbing their fists and palms as they said, "You little shit, you think you can meddle in our business?"

"Who do you think you are, a True Disciple?"

"An outsider like you dares to interfere. Go to hell!"

With that, several Inner Sect Disciples moved to attack Ye Wudao.

Bang!

Bang!

A series of bone-cracking sounds erupted, accompanied by screams of agony. Before these disciples could get close to Ye Wudao, their bodies were blown backwards like cannonballs.

The entire place was in shock.

"Holy shit, this Outer Sect Disciple is amazing!"

"He took down seven or eight Inner Sect Disciples all by himself!"

"With such strength, he must be among the top within the Inner Sect Disciples!" many onlookers from Kunlun mused curiously.

"Incredible!" Mo Han looked at Ye Wudao with admiration, "Big brother, if only I could be as strong as you someday!"

"You will be," Ye Wudao said with a slight smile.

"Damn it!" Ma Liang was furious, saying, "You little fucker, do you know who I am? Ma Liang, a Core Disciple. How dare you hit my people!"

With that, an aura of an Emperor Level warrior burst forth from Ma Liang.

"Die!" Ma Liang sneered as he charged at Ye Wudao.

"Core Disciple Ma Liang is taking action!"

"Among all the Core Disciples of Kunlun, Ma Liang ranks in the one hundreds and seventies, a formidable Ninth Grade Battle Spirit!"

"This nosy newcomer is surely done for now, what a pity!" sighed many onlooking disciples.

Just at that critical moment, a voice like rolling thunder came, "Ma Liang, you dare to rebel against your superiors; do you have a death wish?"

Bang!

A few disciples clad in black appeared, with the foremost one kicking Ma Liang, sending him face-first into the ground, coughing up blood.

"Who dares to sneak attack me?" Ma Liang raised his head, and upon seeing the group of disciples in black, his pupils dilated in disbelief.

Black robes!

True Disciples!

All those present bowed and showed their respect, "Greetings, True Disciple seniors!"

Seeing the leading black-robed disciple, Ma Liang was struck as if by lightning, his mouth agape, "Li Ruobai, senior brother, I... I was wrong!"

Li Ruobai, ranked third among True Disciples!

He had already stepped into the Emperor Level!

He was the ceiling for all Kunlun disciples!

It wasn’t just him, ranked nearly two hundred among Core Disciples; even the top Core Disciple would show nothing but respect to Li Ruobai.

"You say you were wrong? You’re about to die!" Li Ruobai treated Ma Liang with extreme contempt, but when facing Ye Wudao, he immediately turned around one hundred and eighty degrees, warmly saying, "Ah, junior brother, have you recovered?"

"Hmm, except feeling a bit listless, I have recovered," Ye Wudao smiled and nodded in response.

"That’s great!"

"Congratulations!"

"Junior brother, it’s a grand blessing to survive a great disaster!" The other True Disciples congratulated him.

Junior brother!

Hearing Li Ruobai’s words, the few hundred Kunlun disciples present looked at Ye Wudao with curious faces.

"Does Kunlun even have someone called ’junior brother’?"

"I’ve never heard of it!" exclaimed many, shaking their heads.

Li Ruobai sneered, "There is only one ’junior brother’ in Kunlun, and it’s this man in white standing before you. He is Dragon Country’s famous Northern King, the young master of the Palace of the North King, master of the Dragon Soul, and the chief among all of Kunlun’s True Disciples, the one and only Chief Disciple—Ye Wudao!"