Chapter 4: Ling Ye's Aspirations

Everyone around was dumbfounded by this scene.

What was this?

He slapped the table and the chopsticks flew up at his command?

That was incredible.

What kind of divine skill was this?

All in the inn were surprised, including Luo Xilin, who was quietly watching outside the inn's entrance holding an umbrella.

This person displayed unfathomable power.

His strength might have been superior to hers.

How had she never seen an expert like that before?

Why hadn't she heard of such an expert before?

Luo Xinli glanced at him curiously.

As everyone in the inn gazed in shock, chopsticks flew over in unison, suspended in mid-air in front of Ling Ye.

At this moment, hundreds of chopsticks, suspended together, looked like flying swords.

Finally, Ling Ye released his true Qi.




Clatter.




The densely packed chopsticks crackled and fell to the ground in unison.




Boom.




At that moment, when all the chopsticks fell, there was loud thunder outside in the sky, which made the whole world tremble.

A misty rain suddenly turned into a violent storm.

Thunder and lightning accompanied the rain.

Everyone was amazed at it.

"What's going on? How does it suddenly change?"

"Suddenly, the rain turns into a thunderstorm. This is the first time I've seen such weather."

"..."

Everyone was puzzled.

A violent storm couldn't happen if the rain was hazy and fine.

Suddenly, something that should not have happened appeared.

There's no way people couldn't help but feel odd about this.

To avoid the heavy rains, Luo Xinli moved towards the inn's roof.

After that, she continued to watch the interesting scene inside quietly.

Everybody watched as hundreds of chopsticks snapped and fell to the ground.

Suddenly, everything became quiet.

It was only the thunder outside that resounded in the ears.

In contemplation, Yi Xuanchen looked at the chopsticks scattered around the table.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank after he contemplated.

After that, he turned to look at Ling Ye.

There was disbelief in his eyes, as if he had seen a ghost.

Meanwhile, Ling Ye was watching him with a calm gaze, waiting for him to speak.

As Yi Xuanchen looked at Ling Ye, he hesitated to reveal the truth.

Because Ling Ye's ambition, his destiny, was evident to him.

He saw what should not have been seen... a mystery known only to Heaven.

However, Ling Ye had already placed a jade pendant on the table at this moment and faintly said: "With this jade pendant, any bank under the sky can give you 300,000 taels of silver."

As Ling Ye had already taken out this jade pendant and asked Yi Xuanchen to get 300,000 taels of silver, he must tell him today the result.

Yi Xuanchen noticed Ling Ye's calm composure as he looked at him.

There was no way out for him.

So he took a deep breath.

In the midst of stormy rain and thunder, he said those words: "With your lofty aspirations unrealized, it wouldn't be possible for you to die. Your life would be replenished by three stars... and one day you'll be an Emperor!"




Boom!




As he spoke, a thunderbolt fell from the sky.

It ripped the entire stormy sky apart and viciously slammed the inn.

Instantly, the entire inn was destroyed by a loud bang.

In a matter of seconds, the inn was destroyed.

Thunder suddenly erupted in the sky, frightening everyone.

"This... what's going on?"

"There must be more and more people being cheated by this faker and the Heavens can't tolerate him and want to split him apart!"

"Run, Run, Run, let's not be implicated!"

"Run!"

"..."

Chaos ensued.

Everyone was rushing out of the inn in the heavy rain.

Even the innkeeper was rushing out.

In any case, he had now gotten Ling Ye's 10,000 taels of silver, and this shabby inn had been struck by lightning, so he didn't want it.

Thunder split the whole inn apart and set it ablaze.

All of a sudden, everyone was on the run.

In the inn, only Ling Ye and Yi Xuanchen remained.

Luo Xinli remained at the door.

Heavy rain was dripping from above the inn, which had no rooftop.

Ling Ye turned a blind eye to all this, quietly watching Yi Xuanchen.

Yi Xuanchen's breathing also became rapid after he said those words.

As he looked at Ling Ye, he suddenly grabbed the jade pendant from the table and ran.

Even though it was raining heavily, he fled in a desperate manner, even leaving behind his fuchen.