My wife who comes from a wealthy family
Chapter 692 - 693: Mysterious Creature

Chapter 692: Chapter 693: Mysterious Creature

"Heh heh, kid, you should feel honored to meet me—you haven’t lived in vain!" the horned burly man sneered.

"Who are you? Name yourself, or don’t blame Ye for being merciless under my blade!" Ye Wudao’s eyes were icy, and in an instant, a terrifying aura of slaughter wrapped around him, his blade qi running wild.

Sensing the murderous aura on Ye Wudao, the horned burly man responded with a mocking face; "Hehe, you stinking brat, you’re not worthy of knowing my name. A piece of trash like you at the fourth-grade Emperor Level would be killed by the thousands with a single slap from me!"

"Arrogant!"

Ye Wudao snorted coldly and patted the war blade at his waist.

Whoosh!

The Beiwang Blade turned into a streak of black light, carrying terrifying blade qi, and shot towards the horned burly man like a meteor.

Bang!

The war blade struck the horned burly man, and incredibly, it produced a crisp metallic sound, sparks flying everywhere!

However, the next second saw Ye Wudao’s pupils constrict.

He could only see a shallow cut on the horned burly man’s body, which was otherwise completely undamaged.

Hiss!

Seeing this scene, Ye Wudao couldn’t believe it.

How strong his physique must be!

Was it forged from meteoric iron?

Even his blade couldn’t leave a scratch!

Ye had to realize, the strike he just made could have easily killed a fourth-grade pseudo-Saint in a second, and even a fifth-grade pseudo-Saint might risk falling!

"Oh? Interesting, it turns out you have a natural supreme body, able to fight beyond your level," the horned burly man’s eyes showed surprise, then he crossed his arms and said with a mocking tone; "Too bad, your strength is too weak now, you’re not even worth a slap of my hand. You should ask your grandpa Ye Zhenguo to roll out here instead!"

"Less talk, keep watching my blade!" Ye Wudao once again gripped the Beiwang Blade, his power surging throughout his body.

"Heaven-Stepping Technique!"

Ye Wudao stepped forward, his power surging with every step!

Nine steps!

Ten steps!

Eleven steps!

Twelve steps!

With his strength exploding, Ye Wudao had taken twelve steps with the Heaven-Stepping Technique, unleashing a terrifying twelve-fold increase in power.

"Heaven-Stepping Dragon Slaughter Slash!"

Bang!

A loud sound erupted, and a gash appeared on the horned burly man’s body, from which flowed a trickle of golden blood.

It worked!

Ye Wudao’s eyes brightened with joy.

In contrast, the horned burly man’s face showed a furious expression; "You damn brat, how dare you wound me?"

In an instant, the wound on his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Damn!

Such fast healing!

Ye Wudao swallowed hard, his mind reeling with shock!

Who on earth is he?

Extraordinary defensive power!

Freakish healing abilities!

And it was even bound by four dreadful Dragon-Suppressing Chains, rendering it unable to move!

What exactly is this mysterious creature?

"Kid, you’re no match for your lord here. Let’s make a deal, shall we? As long as you unlock the chains on me, I will grant you a great fortune beyond your imagination!" the Burly Man laughed, his voice naturally beguiling.

Seeing that Ye Wudao did not refuse, the Burly Man used his finger to point at one of the huge Dragon Pillars with a mysterious purple talisman attached to it.

"Hehe, brat, see that stinky pillar there with the purple talisman? That’s the Dragon-Suppressing Talisman. Just uncover that talisman, and you don’t have to worry about the rest," the Burly Man said with anticipation, already fantasizing about his escape.

Ye Wudao looked up and indeed, there was a purple talisman on the chain, containing a terrifying power.

"Why should I help you?" Ye Wudao retorted.

You!

The Burly Man was taken aback, and then he sneered, "Don’t you want to become a pseudo-saint? I can help you break through to pseudo-saint level. Once you become a pseudo-saint, you can tread unhindered through the world as long as you don’t run into an extraordinary powerhouse like me!"

Hiss!

Pseudo-saint!

At the mention of those two words, Ye Wudao felt his mouth go dry with excitement!

Truth be told!

He was tempted!

With his peerless talent, once he reached the pseudo-saint level, he had the potential to stand up to a War Saint!

That was truly to be unparalleled in the world!

Ye Wudao admitted he was tempted, but he quickly regained his composure.

It was a trap!

If this Burly Man had such abilities, why would he be imprisoned here?

He wanted to be let out by him!

"You first impersonated my grandfather, and now you want me to release you, truly taking me for a fool?" Ye Wudao counter-questioned.

"Hehe, I was hired at great cost by your grandfather to be the Tower Guardian of the final level of the Nine-Turn Golden Thunder Tower. You are the most outstanding descendant of the Ye imperial clan. You’ve passed the test, and if you release me, you can control the Nine-Turn Golden Thunder Tower," the Burly Man said with a smile.

After hearing this explanation, Ye Wudao’s mouth curved into a cold smile, "What a joke, do you think I am a three-year-old child? And you claim you were hired at great cost by my grandfather, then how come you have been imprisoned here for a hundred years?"

"Eh, hehe, actually, I was deceiving you. To be honest, a hundred years ago, I had a battle of epic proportions with your grandfather, and the loser had to become the Tower Guardian of the ninth level of the Nine-Turn Golden Thunder Tower. I was slightly outmatched," the Burly Man said with a touch of annoyance.

Ye Wudao’s gaze was firmly fixed on this fellow.

The Burly Man’s whole body was exuding a murderous aura, with an evil expression, and his eyesight was terrifying to the extreme, definitely not the gaze of someone who had only killed a person or two!

This man was extremely dangerous!

If released, the consequences would be unimaginable!

"No, you’re lying!" Ye Wudao rebuked harshly.

The Burly Man was startled, then he chuckled, "I know you’re afraid that I’ll harm you, hehe, don’t worry. If you don’t trust me, I swear on my honor that I will not hurt you and will grant you a great fortune. Should I break this oath, may I be struck by lightning!"

After making such a fierce vow, the Burly Man then nonchalantly crossed his arms and smiled confidently, "You don’t trust me; do you also doubt such a deadly oath?"

Ye Wudao’s eyes remained vigilant upon hearing this vow.

Something is off!

"How come? I have already made the deadly oath, do you still not believe me?" the Burly Man said with dissatisfied eyes.

A flash in Ye Wudao’s dark eyes, then he said, "Hehe, what if you are not human?"