The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

A smile began to form on Ye Mo’s face. He was excited. He’d never thought that the third channel of the Dragon Energy would be awakened in such a situation. With that, his power had now risen to six stones, and he could stand toe to toe with someone of the Spirit Cultivating Third Realm. That power was enough for him to defeat Mo Feng without breaking a sweat.

Crack!

The sound of shattering bone rang through the crowd, and with it came a painful scream. Most of the people averted their eyes as they thought Ye Mo was defeated at the hands of Mo Feng. Even Qi Yin was on the verge of turning her head.

Yet the scream came from Mo Feng.

His right hand was crushed, and blood was dripping from it. Even the white bone underneath could be seen with naked eyes.

“How is this possible?” The crowd reacted, shocked by what they had just seen.

Ye Mo snatched the Pill Refining Powder and snorted. “So weak. Did you have too much fun last night?”

As soon as he finished his sentence, the girl that was standing behind Mo Feng hid her face, and the crowd burst into laughter.

Ye Mo looked at the state of Mo Feng’s hand and began to wonder if he should retreat. The fight he had a few moments ago was a fight to the death. If the Dragon Energy had suddenly rushed to his Mortal Gate, it meant that his body was in danger of collapsing from fatigue.

And now that he’d crushed the hand of a young master from the Mo family, he was going to be in deep trouble.

“The payment for the powder,” Ye Mo said as he threw the gold piece on the counter and rushed out the Hundred Treasure Pavillion.

“Hey! Where do you think you’re going?” The two people that were standing behind Mo Feng shouted. They began sprinting towards Ye Mo. Before they’d even raise their feet, Mo Feng stopped them.

Mo Feng stood up while holding his crushed arm. His face was as cold as ice.

“That person is very suspicious,” Mo Feng said. “He only broke through his right hand’s Mortal Gate recently, yet he has the power to defeat a martial artist of the Spirit Cultivating Second Realm. Go and investigate who he is first. Don’t act rashly.”

“No matter who you are, you’re going to pay for what you’ve done to me!” Mo Feng said.

Ye Mo walked out of the Hundred Treasure Pavillion, regretting that he had acted on impulse a few moments ago. But Mo Feng was a bully. Even if Ye Mo had no hidden powers, he would’ve done the same thing

Well, what’s done is done. There’s no use regretting it. But just as Ye Mo arrived outside the shop, he was stopped by a middle aged man with spiky hair and a muscular body.

A Spirit Cultivating Seventh Realm martial artist! Ye Mo felt the energy coming from the man. His face darkened as he worried the man was a member of the Mo Clan.

A Spirit Cultivating Seventh Realm martial artist could already be considered one of the strongest in Limestone City.

“Relax, little brother. I’m not from the Mo Clan. My name is Xiao Feng. The lady I serve wishes to meet you,” the man said.

“You’re from the Xiao Clan?” Ye Mo asked. “Who do you serve?”

“M’lady’s name is Xiao Yue. She has quite the reputation in Limestone City. I suppose you’ve heard of her?”

“Xiao Yue?” Ye Mo’s face grew even darker. Heard of her? She’s famous!

Even though Ye Mo had yet to meet her, he’d heard about her from other Ye Clan members. She was already a beauty even though she was only 15 years old and was ranked number eight on last year’s Limestone Champion List. The most important part was that she was a Charm Master herself.

Alchemists like Mo Feng were rare in the city, but a Charm Master like Xiao Yue was even rarer.

That was because becoming a Charm Master was 10 times harder than becoming an alchemist.

Xiao Yue was one of the three Charm Masters in all of Limestone City. The reason for her fame was not only due to her beauty, but also due to her job as a Charm Master.

“Of course I’ve heard of her. But a mere assistant like me shouldn’t have anything to do with someone like Miss Xiao,” Ye Mo replied. Xiao Yue was like an angel sitting in heaven while Ye Mo was just some peasant on Earth. Even if Ye Mo did not think lightly of himself, the strength he had was nothing compared to Xiao Yue.

“M’lady and I were in the Hundred Treasure Pavillion when you made that scene. For someone who hasn’t even reached the Spirit Cultivating Realm, you did quite a marvelous job of shutting Mo Feng up. That’s not common,” Xiao Feng smiled.

Ye Mo shrugged and smiled, not giving Xiao Feng any answers.

“M’lady is waiting for you at the Shining Moon Pavillion. Please come with me,” Xiao Feng said.

Ye Mo nodded and followed Xiao Feng. The Shining Moon Pavillion was one of the most luxurious restaurants in the city. One meal could cost someone’s yearly salary.

Xiao Feng led Ye Mo up into a private dining room where a girl was sitting inside, silent and elegant. The girl wore a snow white dress, her long dark hair hung like the Milky Way, her eyebrows were like two crescent moons, her beauty could outshine the stars, her skin was white like snow, and her aura was of pure elegance. She was like an angel that had come down from heaven.

The only thing that upset Ye Mo was that the girl was wearing a mask that covered the bottom half of her face.

But from the shape of her face, Ye Mo guessed that behind the cloth was a beauty to which no other could compare.

Xiao Yue stood up as she saw Ye Mo approaching, her eyes shining. “My friend, please, sit.”

Ye Mo took seat in the chair. “Miss Xiao, what do you need from this little assistant?”

“Let’s get straight to the point, shall we? I’d like to work with you,” Xiao Yue replied.

“Work with me?” Ye Mo startled. “Miss Xiao, I’m just an average assistant.”

“Could a normal assistant possess the strength to crush the hand of the Mo Clan’s young master?” Ye Mo replied with an awkward smile.

“May I know of your name?” Xiao Yue asked.

“Ye Mo.”

“You’re from the Ye Clan?” Xiao Feng asked in surprise.

“Yep. Just an assistant in the Ye Clan.”

“Such a treasure was wasted on an assistant! What was Ye Kuang thinking?” Xiao Feng said.

“Beats me.” Ye Mo has already given up all hope on the Ye Clan. His father Ye Qin used to bring them such glory, but they didn’t even give him a proper funeral after his death.

“Looks like the Ye Clan wasn’t treating you well. A genius like you shouldn’t be wasted just being an assistant,” Xiao Yue smiled.

“Skip the formalities. What do you need me to work with you on?” Ye Mo asked.

“Since you hurt Mo Feng, he’ll definitely come back for revenge. He could easily find out who you are, and Ye Kuang wouldn’t be that stupid to offend the Mo Clan just for some assistant,” Xiao Yue explained. “But I can even give you proper resources for you to train. As long as you promise me one thing.”

What Xiao Yue offered was tempting. Yet, Ye Mo kept his cool and asked, “And what would that be?”

“That you help me get into the top five in this year’s Limestone Champion List.”