The male influencer Tu Yuan arrived at the farm stay a little too late. The battle had long since ended, leaving behind a scorched scene and the lingering smell of burning.
"Quick, look! Isn't that Martial Saint Wenbin?" someone in the live stream quickly spotted Zhao Xi's corpse. Its skin was so charred it was difficult to recognize, only the white hair giving it away.
"Wait! Towards the northeast, those two kneeling on the floor..."
"Heavens! That's Martial Saint Wenwu."
The viewers in the live stream were beside themselves. Upon arriving at the scene, they had already seen the corpses of three Martial Saints. So, what about the remaining two?
"Is Ye Bufan some kind of monster? Three Martial Saints!"
"Is the person who vowed to eat their phone still in the stream?" Someone was already frantically tagging the netizen who had posted about eating their phone.
"Why the rush? We haven't even seen the corpses of the remaining two Martial Saints yet. What if Ye Bufan died fighting them?"
That netizen was still reluctant to believe, thinking it impossible. After all, there were five Martial Saints. No matter how strong Ye Bufan was, he couldn't possibly fight five Martial Saints alone.
Tu Yuan swept his phone across the scene and finally found Diao Nan's corpse under a burnt tree. Diao Nan's wound was to the heart, looking like it had been pierced through by a sword.
"Four Martial Saints!" The viewers in the live stream grew tense, almost forgetting to breathe.
"A miracle! Ye Bufan has accomplished a miracle. Four Martial Saints! My God, our country's martial arts are about to rise!"
"Rise my foot! We don't even know if Ye Bufan is alive or dead. What's the point of celebrating now?"
"Calm down, calm down! Let the streamer help us look again and see if we can find the corpse of Martial Saint Haozheng, Yin Bingzhen, and then Ye Bufan's corpse."
Tu Yuan followed the instructions from the live stream and wandered around the site again.
But strangely, there was no trace of Martial God Haozheng, Yin Bingzhen.
"Could he be at the farm stay?" a netizen suggested looking inside the farm stay. Although the farm stay had suffered some damage, its overall structure was still intact.
Tu Yuan bravely walked into one of the farm stay's rooms.
As soon as he entered, he saw two figures. These two were Ye Bufan and Yin Bingzhen.
"Heavens!"
"Oh my god!"
"They're both alive."
"Quick! Hurry in and take a look."
The netizens eagerly stepped forward. Ye Bufan turned his head to look at Tu Yuan, and Tu Yuan's legs started trembling uncontrollably.
Ye Bufan calmly took a sip of tea, then slowly stood up and walked towards Tu Yuan.
"This... this... this..." Tu Yuan's heart sank. He wondered if Ye Bufan had gone mad and was going to kill him too.
Tu Yuan's heart pounded furiously.
Ye Bufan walked past Tu Yuan and quickly left the farm stay.
After the previous battle, Ye Bufan felt a change within him. The power of the Lei Tian entered his body and was surging erratically, even devouring his internal true qi.
Ye Bufan dared not delay. He found a hidden, secluded spot to cultivate and also made a phone call to Jin Yucheng.
Tu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, but this thrilled the live stream viewers.
"This Ye Bufan seems completely fine?"
"Indeed."
"Streamer, streamer, quickly go and check on Martial Saint Haozheng. Why does he seem so still?"
Tu Yuan quickly stepped forward to check on Martial Saint Haozheng. As soon as he got close, Martial Saint Haozheng, Yin Bingzhen, slumped down.
"Holy crap!"
Tu Yuan jumped in fright. He touched Martial Saint Haozheng's nose and confirmed that the man was completely dead.
However, upon closer observation, Tu Yuan noticed that Yin Bingzhen had several silver needles in his hand. It looked like Ye Bufan had discovered an attempted sneak attack and killed him first.
"He's dead."
"Five Martial Saints, dead at Ye Bufan's hands."
"I'm very curious now, is the Yue family of Huzhou under immense pressure? After all, they were one of the initiators of the martial world's wanted order."
"Streamer, hurry to the Yue family! I bet there's big news coming."
The news of Ye Bufan killing five Martial Saints immediately exploded. The topic of Ye Bufan dominated online discussions, with some calling him a prodigy of the younger generation. His strength and achievements were enough to make other countries tremble.
"Don't forget, there was also a team of over a hundred martial artists, including Great Martial Venerables, Martial Venerables, and advanced martial artists. Almost none of them survived."
It was a netizen's reminder that made everyone realize Ye Bufan hadn't just fought five people, but two hundred, and had still managed to retreat unharmed.
The entire Blue Star learned of Ye Bufan's existence on that day.
After Ye Bufan left, no one could find any trace of him. However, most people speculated that Ye Bufan would likely head to the Yue family. Therefore, after leaving the farm stay in the suburbs, Tu Yuan rushed to the Yue family without delay.
However, the following days in Huzhou were as calm as usual, but the netizens began to eagerly anticipate something.
Flights to Huzhou were sold out, and high-speed rail tickets followed suit. Holding his phone and seeing the overwhelming news about Ye Bufan online, Ji Feiyang, though shocked, was still full of confidence in his brother.
"Who exactly is this Ye Bufan?" Ji Weizhi asked, sitting beside Ji Feiyang.
"He's likely a disciple trained by an reclusive master. There's no information on him," Ji Feiyang replied. "One person defeated five great Martial Saints, as well as numerous Great Martial Venerables, Martial Venerables, and advanced martial artists."
"Such a genius must be protected," Ji Weizhi stated.
"Dad, I understand. However, with his cultivation level, we can't just protect him as we please," Ji Feiyang said with a wry smile.
Ji Weizhi nodded, lost in thought. After a moment, he added, "When we can make things convenient for him, we should. Such a genius, though he has surpassed Martial Saints, the principle of 'pride goes before a fall' is something we all understand."
Ji Feiyang looked at his father with understanding. His unusual composure surprised him. Ji Feiyang wanted to ask, but dared not.
Meanwhile, the Yue family was in a state of panic, like ants on a hot pan.
"What should we do? What can we do now?" Yue Zhuoqi paced back and forth in his living room.
Just moments ago, Ye Bufan had sent a calling card through someone, stating that he would be visiting the Yue family soon. This sent the Yue family into a frenzy. It was clear that Ye Bufan was coming for revenge. If five Martial Saints were no match for him, then the Yue family members were even less so.
Ye Bufan's calling card was like a death warrant for the Yue family. Whether it was Yue Zhuohao, Yue Zhuoying, or Yue Zhuoqi, they were all terrified.