Chapter 157

Seeing that the Yunlan Sect was still hopelessly deluded, Ye Fengyun shook his head and said, "Compassion cannot save those who court their own doom."

Controlled by the Yunlan Sect, the black mist surged toward Ye Fengyun like a tidal wave of darkness, threatening to swallow him whole.

With his hands buried deep in his pockets, Ye Fengyun maintained the composure of one who remains unruffled even if Mount Tai collapses before him.

The very instant the dark wave crashed down, he flicked his right hand, sending forth a beam of silver light like a razor-sharp blade that cleaved the wave in two.

The black fog parted and receded to either side of the cut made by that single blade.

"I want to see the real Begonia!"

The Yunlan Sect roared as it attacked Ye Fengyun. Sensing its fury, the black mist spawned an increasing number of evil spirits.

Feeding on the hatred of the Yunlan Sect, countless malevolent entities materialized.

"Kill him, kill him!"

The Yunlan Sect bellowed, and the manipulated people lunged at Ye Fengyun.

"All living beings are my subjects!"

The Yunlan Sect controlled them to assault Ye Fengyun.

Because they were innocent people, Ye Fengyun could not retaliate against them and was forced to evade.

Moreover, even knocking them out would be useless, as their bodies were not under the command of their own consciousness.

Consequently, Ye Fengyun gradually found himself on the defensive.

"Damn it, Master, you were right."

He reached into his pouch and drew out another set of silver needles.

Unlike the ones he had used previously, these needles were much finer and longer, with crimson threads attached to their ends.

"It turns out I really have to use these after all."

Ye Fengyun scattered the silver needles, which accurately and flawlessly pierced the pressure points of those individuals.

As the needles embedded themselves, the bodies of the crowd began to twitch.

Standing to the side, Ye Fengyun manipulated the red threads to govern their movements.

Two competing forces began to vie for control over their bodies.

Clamping the red threads between his fingers, Ye Fengyun jerked his hands hard. A formidable backlash struck the Yunlan Sect, sending it hurtling backward, while complete control over those bodies reverted to Ye Fengyun.

"If I weren't afraid of you all dying here, I'd make you use your own bodies to give the Yunlan Sect a sound thrashing."

Ye Fengyun snorted, steering them out of the hotel.

When Yun Mengxi rushed up before him, Ye Fengyun made her stop in her tracks.

Silently gazing at her for a few moments, Ye Fengyun gave her cheek a hard pinch to settle an old score.

"I, your humble servant, know a thing or two about cherishing jade and valuing flowers. I didn't hold it against you when you cursed me earlier, but this payback is still necessary."

Having done this, Ye Fengyun directed Yun Mengxi to leave the hotel.

As for that quack doctor Wu Yong, Ye Fengyun dealt him a few resounding slaps across the face before ordering him to leave as well.

"Long San, you lot get out too," Ye Fengyun instructed.

"Young Master, what about you?"

"Why do you talk so much nonsense? Am I not more useful staying behind than you?"

Without another word, Long San silently led the people away.

"Take good care of my wife."

"Yes."

Having evacuated all the irrelevant personnel, Ye Fengyun stretched his joints and leaped down from the high platform.

"Finally, I can let loose."

Ye Fengyun cracked his knuckles and rotated his neck. "Didn't you want to know who my master is? Today, I'll show you just what I'm capable of."

The Yunlan Sect got back to its feet, surrounded by a throng of evil spirits.

They were none other than Pride, Envy, Wrath, Sloth, Greed, Gluttony, and Lust.

"The Seven Deadly Sins, I see."

Ye Fengyun recognized the demons at a glance.

The Yunlan Sect sneered and charged toward Ye Fengyun alongside the Seven Deadly Sins.

Meanwhile, outside the hotel...