Chapter 436: Chapter 120: Hoist with One’s Own Petard! Challenged by Martial Artists of the Jianghu (Part 3)

As expected.

In the next moment, several more people jumped out of the crowd, wanting to challenge Wei Hongfang.

Watching these martial artists appear one after another, claiming to challenge Yan Fuhai, Wei Hongfang didn’t even know what to say for a moment.

A quick glance showed they were all first-class or postnatal, not a single innate among them.

Fear was definitely not an issue.

Yan Fuhai just felt that these people were like flies, constantly buzzing around and impossible to fully squash; for every one killed, more would jump out!

But there was no choice, if he didn’t act...

Wei Hongfang believed that...

With their fearless nature, they could really charge into the royal palace to personally challenge Yan Fuhai.

If they really stormed into the royal palace, Yan Fuhai would probably take his head for it!

Under such circumstances...

Even if Wei Hongfang was irritated, all he could do was take them on one by one.

Didn’t even have time for lunch!

...

"My Lord!"

The visit to the Imperial Prison saw plenty of new prisoners, but they were mostly ordinary talent entries, mostly white, occasionally a green or blue.

Adopting the mentality that even a mosquito is meat, Ye Liuyun accepted them all.

After leaving the Imperial Prison.

Ye Liuyun didn’t linger and headed directly to the Purgatory.

The people in Purgatory seemed to have been waiting for a long time. As soon as Ye Liuyun arrived, the wardens all bowed in unison.

"Thanks to Lord Ye, our Purgatory is preserved!"

It seemed that they got wind that the people of the Brahma Sect had all left the Dynasty.

The plan to build a temple would be left unfinished.

Purgatory still stood.

These folks no longer worried about losing even their basic jobs.

"I didn’t do much!"

Seeing those grateful eyes, Ye Liuyun waved a hand dismissively.

He didn’t bother to claim credit needlessly.

"My Lord is truly humble!"

Even though Ye Liuyun said so, those in Purgatory weren’t foolish enough to simply agree.

"My Lord, you’ve come this time for the prisoners of our Purgatory, I suppose. Rest assured, we’re ready!"

Ye Liuyun was no stranger to Purgatory.

The people there naturally understood his purpose.

The leading warden, before Ye Liuyun could speak, signaled his subordinates to bring the prisoner over.

Ye Liuyun originally wanted to say.

Just do as before, no need for grand gestures.

But.

Upon seeing the first prisoner brought out, Ye Liuyun’s expression visibly froze.

This was an exceedingly ordinary-looking man, the kind you wouldn’t spare a second glance at in a crowd, utterly mundane.

But ordinary to others didn’t mean ordinary to Ye Liuyun who could see talent entries.

"Target: Dong Shen

Realm: Early-stage Grandmaster

Talent Entry: Thousand Changes (Gold), Snow Treading with No Trace (Purple),"

"Thousand Changes (Gold): The pinnacle of disguise and concealing breath, allowing one to transform into any appearance, difficult to detect."

One gold, one purple, early-stage Grandmaster.

What a catch.

Was this Purgatory’s gift to him? Indeed an enticing gift.

"This is!"

"Lord Ye!"

Seeing Ye Liuyun’s expression.

The people inside Purgatory assumed Ye Liuyun couldn’t decipher what was special about this, hence his expression.

They quickly explained.

"My Lord, don’t be fooled by his ordinary appearance; he is a genuine Grandmaster Realm martial artist!"

He was currently the only Grandmaster still imprisoned in Purgatory.

Originally kept as a hidden trump card, until the Purgatory nearly got dismantled, making them realize that if Purgatory was gone, so was everything else. Keeping it a secret had no meaning.

Might as well use him to curry favor with Ye Liuyun.

"He is known as the Thousand-Faced Young Master, named Dong Shen. His disguise skills are legendary; do not underestimate him!"

In many eyes of the martial world.

Disguises were seen as mere tricks of the trade.

Hardly on the main stage.

But Dong Shen’s transformations were clearly no simple matter.

"This Thousand-Faced Young Master can not only disguise his face as someone else, but his aura and cultivation can also be perfectly mimicked."

"Dong Shen once disguised himself as a Grandmaster, and no one noticed anything amiss!"

Fearing Ye Liuyun wouldn’t notice Dong Shen’s traits, the wardens explained incessantly.

But in reality.

Ye Liuyun had long recognized Dong Shen’s extraordinary nature.

If it were just an ordinary disguise, the talent wouldn’t reach such a golden grade.

"Not only that, this Thousand-Faced Young Master possesses remarkable Qinggong. If not for his own pride, we would’ve never caught him!"

Though not a combat-specialized Grandmaster, still a Grandmaster.

His Qinggong was exceptional, and his disguises were unparalleled.

Such a Grandmaster was the hardest to capture.

The reason Dong Shen got caught and imprisoned in Purgatory for so many years.

Was purely due to his excessive self-confidence.

He seemed to believe his abilities ensured he could never be captured, leading to increasingly reckless behavior.

Once, in a foul mood, he annihilated a small village.

Instead of fleeing, he stayed to drink, choosing not to use his inner strength to sober up, but to drink himself into a stupor.

Wasn’t he courting death?

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