Shortly after slipping out on Liang Zhu's flying sword, Ye Anping saw the thunderstorm above the mountain behind the ***Black Star*** and didn't even have to think about it to know that Lei Wanjun must have exploded in anger.
Now, he was relieved.
He achieved the first goal in his plan very smoothly.
Right now, Lei Wanjun probably hated the ***Seven Slayers*** Sect to the bone and couldn't wait to fly over their main command and strike hundreds of thunderbolts down on their heads.
But the premise of striking them down with his thunderstorm was that Lei Wanjun had to know where the main command of the ***Seven Slayers*** Sect was.No matter what, the ***Seven Slayers*** Sect was an organization that had existed in the **Zhouxing Heavenly Realm** for nearly a thousand years.
If it had been that easy to find their main command, they would have been annihilated by their peers long ago.
Therefore, the ***Black Star*** Sect's attempt to eradicate the ***Seven Slayers*** was like carrying out a rat extermination operation.
Of course, rats couldn't threaten ***Black Star*** Sect, but as it was well known, they made holes and extended in all directions.
Even if the ***Black Star*** was taking it seriously, they will definitely not be able to exterminate them all in less than ten or twenty years.
Ye Anping has always believed that "grudges do not last overnight".
The longer this dragged on, the more out of control it became.Maybe when the ***Black Star*** caught the 'rat' later, they would realize that they were being used as tools, and that would be the end.
Therefore, he had to lend a helping hand by passing on the location of the ***Seven Slayers*** Sect's main command to the ***Black Star***'s elders.
But as for how to spread the word, obviously, he couldn't just waltz over to Lei Wanjun and tell him face-to-face, "The ***Seven Slayers*** Sect is over there! Go strike them down!"
That would only reveal his intentions, and any man with some discernment could immediately understand that he was being used.
Nevertheless, Ye Anping had already thought of a plan.
The only thing he wasn't sure about was whether Feng Yu Die was willing to be tied up and put in a sack.
...
Ye Anping and Liang Zhu found a hill to erect a tombstone for the "Second Brother" and the others. After a simple funeral, the two parted ways.
When he returned to ***Black Star*** town market, it was already past midnight.
Soon, the sun started showing from behind the mountains.
The marketplace in the morning was bustling. Ye Anping went to buy soy milk fritters for breakfast from a stall and heard everyone talking about what had happened at the back mountain of ***Black Star*** the day before.
Ye Anping was quite pleased with himself. After eating breakfast happily, he went back to the physiotherapy center. He planned to close the shop and rest well for two days.
He didn't sleep a wink during the two days when he took Liang Zhu and the others into the back mountain of ***Black Star***.
After taking a simple bath, Ye Anping lay on the bed and fell asleep in no time.
A good night's sleep after those exhausting days is sure to be accompanied by sweet dreams. Ye Anping actually dreamed of Xiyue, the girl whom he always wanted to marry.
They were holding hands and hugged each other on the bank of the **West Lake**, flirting with each other. Miss Xiyue smiled shyly and gently and was about to touch his lips when suddenly...
Bang---!
A loud sound came from the physiotherapy hall, suddenly shattering his dream.
Ye Anping was startled, but when he was about to get up, he suddenly found that his entire body was burning hot as if his *dantian** was on fire.
He hesitated for a moment, then he chose to ignore the commotion in the salon and held his breath to check his body.
He scanned his meridians with his spiritual sense, checking the acupoints one by one, and he found that he had a breakthrough: his cultivation base went from the previous third level of *Qi Refining* straight to the fifth level.
However, because of bypassing one level, a large amount of pure yang energy gathered in his abdomen, and it had nowhere to vent, so the body had to sweat a lot to cool down.
"Shit..."
Ye Anping was a little scared, but he then thought of what Wang Shouren had said previously...
---Practicing the ***Yang River*** Sect's meditation method and the *Nine Elements of Heart* secret technique at the same time can easily lead to excess yang energy and a backlog of internal organs. If the situation is not alleviated, problems will arise.---
"So that's how it is..."
At this time, the voices of a man and a woman were heard from outside the house.
"Take it easy! Search is search, who told you to break down the door!!!"
---It sounded like Bai Yuexin's voice.
"Ah... Sister Bai, we must thoroughly investigate the market. This shop hasn't opened for a few days... It's not like you don't know what happened in the back mountain yesterday. This shop is very suspicious..."
Bai Yuexin argued. "Why is it suspicious?! It's just a coincidence, and this is not the only shop that has been closed in the past few days!"
"Yes, we know, that's why we're going to search those other shops as well."
"Then you can go straight to those shops. There is absolutely nothing wrong with this one. The owner is a young cultivator, how could he have anything to do with the ***Seven Slayers*** Sect?"
"But..."
Hearing this, Ye Anping understood what was going on with all that commotion.
Of course, he expected that ***Black Star*** people would come to investigate him, and originally planned to use "going back to the ***Hundred Lotus*** Sect to see his parents" as an excuse for missing, but now it happened that he had excess yang energy, which made him look as if he was ill.
So...
Ye Anping hurriedly got out of bed, pushed open the bedroom door, and came out, pretending to be sick and coughing a few times.
"Cough---what's the matter?"
Seeing Ye Anping's flushed and haggard face, Bai Yuexin hurried over and asked, "Anping, what's wrong with you?"
"I had a fever these days, like a heavy cold, so I had to close the shop and rest."
"Ah?!" Bai Yuexin touched his forehead and hastily took out some pills from her storage bag, "Why didn't you tell me?! I could have come to take care of you. Did you stay in bed for the past two days?"
The disciple who had just argued with Bai Yuexin came over, and from his clothing, it could be seen that he was from the ***Black Star*** Middle Peak. Those disciples were responsible for patrolling and policing the sect perimeter.
The man stepped forward, looked Ye Anping up and down, and asked, "Are you the owner of this shop?"
"Yes... I am." Ye Anping pretended to be puzzled and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Can you tell us where you were in the past three days..."
"Can't you see how sick he is? What are you still asking?!" Bai Yuexin frowned and glared at him, interrupting, "Go away, I told you he's okay!"
A little helpless, Ye Anping replied. "As you have seen, I have been suffering from a severe cold for the past few days... I'm only in the *Qi Refining* stage, so I had to recover in the bedroom for the past few days."
"Ah, so..." The disciple nodded, made a note in his notebook, and asked, "Do you have an identification tablet or something?"
Ye Anping took out his identity token from his storage bag and gave it to the man for inspection.
Seeing that he was the Young Master of the ***Hundred Lotus*** Sect, he didn't continue the interrogation, and after cupping his hands in apology, he hurriedly left with his people.
In the end, seeing that they were about to leave, Bai Yuexin chased after them, shouting, "Hey! You broke down his door, you have to pay for it..."
However, when she reached the door, she thought of Ye Anping again and ran back quickly, only to find that he had already returned to the bedroom and locked himself inside.
"Anping~ why did you lock the door..."
Ye Anping's voice came from inside the room. "Sister Bai, this is my bedroom, not the living room."
"So what if it's the bedroom..." Bai Yuexin pursed her lips and whispered, "It's not like I haven't been in there before... And haven't we already slept together..."
"..."
Bai Yuexin waited at the door for a while. Seeing that Ye Anping really refused to open the door for her, and since it was not good to break it down, she had to give up.
She looked at the small yard that hadn't been cleaned up in the past two days, and then simply picked up a broom to help Ye Anping clean up. Then, she went to a small stove in the back and stewed a pot of colorful porridge for him.
