Chapter 1153: All below the Saint Rank are ants

The group traveled on Ye Bufan's private jet, which was very convenient, arriving in the Imperial Capital in the evening.

At the airport exit, two Humvees were parked in front of the gate, and a handsome man and woman stood beside the cars; they were Dongfang Renjie and Dongfang Huizhong of the Oriental Family.

"This annoying guy disappeared without a word for so many days. When he comes back, I'll settle accounts with him."

Dongfang Huizhong said, slapping the hood of the Humvee, leaving a deep palm print.

"Oh, sister, this one is mine. If you want to slap, slap your own…"

Before Dongfang Renjie could finish speaking, Dongfang Huizhong slapped it again, leaving an even deeper palm print.

"Alright, my dear aunt, I give up. Slap as much as you want."

Dongfang Renjie had no way to deal with this sister of his; who told him he couldn't beat her?

Dongfang Huizhong rolled her eyes at him, then said, "Do you think that guy went to find women again these days?"

"That's for sure. Brother-in-law is so handsome, second only to me, you could say he's the second most handsome in the world. Plus, he's capable, so his peach blossom luck is bound to be good. I bet he'll bring a beauty back this time."

Dongfang Renjie said, a look of yearning on his face. He first envied Ye Bufan's abilities, and second, he envied his peach blossom luck; any girlfriend he brought out was top-notch.

Dongfang Huizhong's eyes widened: "He wouldn't dare!"

Dongfang Renjie chuckled and said, "Sister, how about we make a bet?

If brother-in-law comes back with a woman we haven't seen, you owe me 10 million. If not, I lose and I'll give you 10 million."

Seeing his newly bought Humvee slapped into such a state, he had to earn back the repair costs, didn't he?

"Okay."

Seeing his sister agree, Dongfang Renjie secretly rejoiced. Based on his understanding of this brother-in-law, every time he went out, he would inevitably bring back a woman.

As the two were talking, Ye Bufan emerged from the exit with Leng Qingqiu and the others.

Wang Xuening and Leng Qingqiu were familiar to the Dongfang siblings, but He Shuangshuang was meeting them for the first time.

"Hahaha, I won! Brother-in-law's peach blossom luck is truly well-deserved."

Dongfang Renjie burst into laughter, while Dongfang Huizhong's expression turned incredibly grim.

Ye Bufan didn't know any of this. After stepping out, seeing Dongfang Huizhong's displeased face, he said with a playful smile, "What's wrong? Aren't you happy to see me back?"

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"Happy my foot! I'll settle accounts with you later."

Dongfang Huizhong glared at him fiercely, then turned and got into her car.

Ye Bufan was utterly bewildered, not knowing what crazy fit this woman was having. The group got into Dongfang Renjie's car and drove together towards the Changsun Family.

Before returning, he had already made arrangements, sending Oriental Qingtian and Sima Pinghu to the Changsun Family together for convenient treatment.

As soon as they entered, Changsun Cangsong, the head of the Changsun Family, came to greet them, "Xiao Fan, you're finally back!"

These days, he could be said to be exhausted. First, his nephew suddenly disappeared, then the Murong Family rose, acquiring the only Martial Saint, and Grand Elder Changsun Wugong and Qingye Shitai were all injured.

Fortunately, Ye Bufan's news came at this time, which greatly eased his mind.

"How are Second Uncle and the others? Where are they?"

"Their injuries are very serious, and their condition is not good."

Changsun Cangsong said, leading Ye Bufan to the Changsun Family's private hospital. In a spacious ward, four beds were placed side by side, and Changsun Wugong and the other four lay neatly on them.

Beside the beds, Dongfang Jianye, the head of the Oriental Family, and Sima Pingcuo, the head of the Sima Family, were both standing guard. With the pillars of their families injured, both wore expressions of worry.

Seeing this scene, Ye Bufan couldn't help but laugh. Any one of these four could be pulled out and they would be Heaven Rank Great Perfection cultivators, absolutely top-tier experts in the Imperial Capital, yet now they were gathered together in this manner.

"Brat, what are you laughing at? Is it that funny?"

Changsun Wugong reprimanded him, but as he spoke, a mouthful of fresh blood gushed from his mouth again.

"Second Uncle, is your blood free? Why do you spit it out so casually?"

Ye Bufan had already scanned the four with his Divine Sense upon entering. Although their internal injuries were severe, there was no danger to their lives, so he didn't take it too seriously.

After speaking, he reached out, pulled out a silver needle, and inserted it into Changsun Wugong's Tanzhong acupoint on his chest. The Old Man immediately felt much better in his burning chest.

Changsun Wugong caught his breath, then said, "Brat, where did you run off to? This Old Man was almost beaten to death, and you didn't come back sooner."

"Didn't I go to do something? There was a bit of an accident."

Ye Bufan took Changsun Wugong's pulse again, then tore open the clothing on his chest, revealing a dark palm print.

"What are you looking at? Hurry up and treat the injury. When this Old Man recovers, I must fight that Old thing Murong Chenglong again."

He was originally a person obsessed with martial arts,

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a person who had spent his entire life pursuing the Peak of the Dao of martial arts.

And Murong Chenglong was previously his defeated opponent, but now he had suddenly become a Martial Saint. This made the Old Man somewhat unable to accept it, and he was determined to fight him again.

Oriental Qingtian, who was nearby, said, "Alright, Old Man, the four of us together couldn't beat him. If you go alone, you'll just be delivering yourself to him."

Changsun Wugong said angrily, "I just won't accept it. Even if I can't win, I'll still fight."

Ye Bufan was amused by this stubborn Old Man. "Second Uncle, let's heal your injuries first."

After speaking, he took out a Rebirth Pill and fed it to Changsun Wugong, then used the Revival Nine Needles to help him repair his injured internal organs.

It must be said that Murong Chenglong's palm strike was extremely heavy; Changsun Wugong's internal organs were somewhat displaced. If he hadn't met him, he probably wouldn't have been able to fight anyone again in this life.

About ten minutes later, Ye Bufan withdrew all the silver needles from his chest, then slapped him on the back.

Changsun Wugong let out a "wah" sound and spat out a mouthful of blood, but it was all black, with some congealed blood clots inside. This was all stagnant blood from his injuries.

"Second Uncle, your internal injuries are basically healed, but you need to rest quietly for the next few days and not fight anyone."

Changsun Wugong immediately sprang up from the bed, stretched his somewhat stiff limbs, and his entire Aura returned to its previous state.

"Can't fight? Then when can I go seek revenge on that Old Man Murong Chenglong?"

Before Ye Bufan could speak, Oriental Qingtian pouted: "If you go now, it's not revenge, you're just causing trouble for Xiao Fan. Do you think you have a Medical Immortal in your family and don't have to pay for medical treatment?"

Sima Pinghu said, "That's right, Old Man, this is not the time to be stubborn. If we don't reach the Saint Rank, it's useless for us to go; we're simply not that Old thing's opponent."

At this point, he sighed again: "As the saying goes, 'Transcending the mundane and entering the Saint Rank,' below the Saint Rank, all are like ants. Now I've truly experienced it.

Before, although I couldn't win against Murong Chenglong, I wouldn't lose either. I never expected the gap today to be so huge, I couldn't even block one of his moves.

We've cultivated diligently for so many years and still haven't found the way. That Old thing, who knows what kind of stroke of luck he had, actually broke through the Bottleneck in one go."

"Alright, gentlemen, the most urgent task now is to heal your injuries."

Seeing Leng Qingqiu's eager gaze, Ye Bufan then healed Qingye Shitai, and subsequently completely cured Oriental Qingtian and Sima Pinghu's injuries.