Chapter 739: So weak? So strong?

"Huang Quan’s global influence is terrifying," Bruce, the president of the Necromancers Association, exclaimed in shock while browsing the news online. "The power of the three Judicator Families and the Eternal Kingdom is astounding. Yet, because Huang Quan has joined the battle, nations around the world aren’t scared in the slightest."

"Huang Quan alone has steadied global morale. I’m impressed!"

Bruce wasn’t the only one shocked; all the hermit leaders were equally stunned. They were completely puzzled. Huang Quan was notoriously the world’s number one killing scoundrel, a butcher the whole world feared. Logically, everyone should want him dead.

How had all of humanity seemingly become his fans? Could someone really become a celebrity just by killing people?

"The strength of the three Judicator Families and the Eternal Kingdom hasn’t caused a global panic, yet you don’t seem surprised in the slightest?" After leaving Hachi’s villa, Dong Puti asked, looking at Ye Xiu.

"Everything is proceeding as I have foreseen!" Ye Xiu said with a smile, pushing his bicycle.

If it weren’t for You Ming stirring things up from behind the scenes, news about the three Judicator Families and the Eternal Kingdom wouldn’t be broadcast at all. This was all according to Ye Xiu’s instructions.

This war against the three Judicator Families wasn’t his alone, nor was it a war for the five million-plus martial artists from around the world. It was a war for all of humankind! Without the support of nations worldwide, how could over five million people fight one hundred million? Food alone would be an insurmountable problem.

Ye Xiu needed countries around the globe to provide whatever aid they could. That was why, at the summit last night, he had Meng Yinwan tell everyone the truth. He hoped they would relay the message back to their respective countries, pressuring them to fully support the five million-plus martial artists on the front lines.

"As you’ve foreseen? Hah, I think everything is proceeding as *Huang Quan* has foreseen, right?" Dong Puti instantly saw through Ye Xiu’s bragging and bluntly exposed him.

"Same thing," Ye Xiu shrugged.

"Alright, alright, you’re quite good at taking credit for yourself. You’re just the Medicine King of Xuanse. What makes you think you can compare yourself to Huang Quan?" Dong Puti clearly disliked Ye Xiu’s arrogance and his inability to gauge his own worth. She asked, "Have you ever seen Huang Quan’s true face?"

"I have," Ye Xiu nodded. I see it in the mirror every day.

Dong Puti was instantly excited. "What does he look like?"

"Incredibly handsome, devastatingly so," Ye Xiu said with a straight face. "Huang Quan’s good looks are unparalleled in history. He’s the type of handsome that makes other men jealous and women weak in the knees!"

"Huang Quan is so old. How can he still be handsome?" Dong Puti asked doubtfully.

Ye Xiu was displeased. "Who says Huang Quan is old? He’s a young, handsome man."

Dong Puti pouted. "Hah, keep dreaming. You’ve clearly never seen his real face!"

Ye Xiu was speechless. In fact, it wasn’t just Dong Puti. Everyone in the world who had never seen Huang Quan’s true face assumed he was an old man. After all, how could the world’s number one fighter be a young man?

"Get on, let’s go for a ride," Ye Xiu said.

Dong Puti glanced at the bicycle’s back seat. "I have some things to take care of, so I’m heading back. You can go by yourself." She had had more than enough of riding on the back of a bicycle.

"Alright then!" Ye Xiu rode off by himself. He had studied the map of Biluo Island many times, but he still needed to familiarize himself with the terrain firsthand.

Even after allowing entry to more than five million martial artists, Biluo Island still seemed very desolate. The shops on the streets were all closed, and Ye Xiu was the only person on the entire road. It was like a ghost town.

"We discovered this supermarket first, so it belongs to us."

"What a joke. Anything the Xuan Ming Sect sets its eyes on becomes ours, regardless of who found it first."

Ye Xiu had no idea how long he’d been riding his bike when he suddenly heard a familiar-sounding argument up ahead.

Qiuchanyi? How did she end up in the heart of Biluo Island?

Ye Xiu promptly picked up speed.

At that moment, outside the ’Dafuyuan Supermarket,’ two groups were in a standoff. One group of several hundred people was led by Qiuchanyi, consisting of the young masters and ladies of wealthy families from various countries, along with journalists and their bodyguards. The other group was made up of a few dozen martial artists from the Xuan Ming Sect, the Official Family’s martial artist organization in Yalei Country.

Previously, during the reorganization of the War God Ranking, Ye Xiu’s sly maneuvers had caused the Xuan Ming Sect and the Tiansha Association to inflict heavy damage on each other in Jin Ye City. Both sides sent agents to raid the other’s headquarters, a conflict that nearly wiped out the Xuan Ming Sect. When Yalei Country later established its Official Family martial artist organization, it reused the name ’Xuan Ming Sect.’

"You’re being unreasonable! Biluo Island is ownerless territory, so everything here belongs to whoever claims it first. We found this supermarket first, so it’s ours!" Qiuchanyi retorted, her hands on her hips like an angry little lioness.

"Cut the crap. I’ll say it one last time: get lost, or we’ll get physical," the leader of the Xuan Ming Sect members said fiercely, drawing his sword. His companions followed suit, drawing their own weapons.

Seeing this, Qiuchanyi faltered. Although she was a First Realm War God Totem Inheritor, she didn’t know how to fight.

"Hey, what’s so great about the Xuan Ming Sect? Do you know who I am?" Oleg stepped forward. "My father is the chairman of the Rosen Corporation from Red Blood Country. The Rosen Corporation has significant investments in your Yalei Country. Aren’t you afraid we’ll pull our funding and tank your economy?"

"We are Yalei Country’s Official Family martial artist organization," the leader scoffed. "Let the Rosen Corporation try to pull its investments. The Xuan Ming Sect could wipe them out in minutes."

Oleg shrank back. He was discovering that his identity was utterly useless on Biluo Island. First, he was robbed by two bandits on the ship, and now he was being threatened by martial artists from the Xuan Ming Sect.

"Qiuchanyi, let’s fight them! We have more people; there’s no way we can’t beat them!" Oleg said, fuming.

But as soon as he spoke, the young masters, ladies, and journalists all backed away, leaving only Qiuchanyi, Oleg, and their two hundred-plus bodyguards at the front.

"Alright, let’s fight them!" Qiuchanyi clenched her teeth. She realized in that moment that she had to accumulate combat experience as quickly as possible. She needed to learn how to fight and how to kill. Otherwise, forget revenge—she wouldn’t even be able to survive on Biluo Island.

"Dammit, you don’t know what’s good for you! Kill them!" The Xuan Ming Sect leader waved his sword and charged at Qiuchanyi.

At this sight, Oleg, the young masters, ladies, journalists, and bodyguards all panicked.

Qiuchanyi was extremely nervous as well. As the leader came at her, she closed her eyes and kicked out as hard as she could.

BANG!

Her kick landed squarely on the leader’s chest, sending him flying.

He’s that weak? Qiuchanyi’s eyes lit up.

She’s that strong? Oleg and the others grew excited.

The dozens of Xuan Ming Sect members were stunned by Qiuchanyi’s strength. They were the lowest-ranking members of the sect, sent out merely to find food. Their leader, the strongest among them, was only at the Grandmaster level! They hadn’t expected to run into such a formidable opponent.

"Kill them! Kill them all!" the leader shrieked as he lay on the ground, spitting up blood.

The dozens of Xuan Ming Sect members had no choice but to brace themselves and charge forward.