Had Yin Fu not seen it with his own eyes, he would have thought the other person was in the Divine Might Realm. To think that a mere Divine Luo Realm first-level martial cultivator could slay five Divine Might Realm first-levels and one Divine Might Realm third-level. Gods, it was unbelievable.
Ming Zhi Tian patted the immortal-grade spiritual artifact, the Nine Gods Dragon Roar, and praised, "Truly a good item. Even a Divine Might Realm third-level is no match for you. You've saved me again."
He then put it into his storage pouch. It had been used once, with four uses remaining.
On the other side, Ning Xue He waited in the hotel for news but it never came. The direction of the recent commotion was precisely where he had sent his six men. A bad premonition struck him, and he ordered two bodyguards to investigate.
Soon, the two bodyguards rushed back, breathless and stumbling. "Bad news! Young Master He, they... they!..."
Ning Xue He slapped them both first. "Why are you still panting?! Speak!"
The two bodyguards clutched their stinging palms and then said, "The six of them are dead!"
"What?!" Ning Xue He stood up. "What did you say?! How is that possible?"
Not wanting to be slapped again, the bodyguards instinctively took two steps back. "It's true! If Young Master He doesn't believe us, please follow us."
Ning Xue He, along with the remaining four bodyguards, rushed to the place where the six had died. They saw only scattered scraps of cloth and bloodstains on the ground, but the people were gone.
Ning Xue He cried out in pain, "Ah! Damn it! Those two scoundrels dare to kill my men, just you wait, young master will deal with you!"
What he didn't expect was that Ming Zhi Tian still had two trump cards up his sleeve. Heh.
Ming Zhi Tian and Yin Fu returned to the Yin family. Yin Qian Zhen eagerly tried to pry information. "Brother, did you gain anything from visiting Qian Cheng?"
Yin Fu sighed. "I didn't want to say it, but the more I think about it, the angrier I get. You know, Hua Jia Shuang Jin threw her embroidered ball to Brother Zhi Tian, but guess what? He handed it over to someone else."
Yin Qian Zhen glanced at Ming Zhi Tian. "If I remember correctly, whoever receives the red embroidered ball can marry Hua Jia Shuang Jin. This is a rare opportunity. He actually... gave it away?"
Ming Zhi Tian shrugged. "I have no interest in the so-called Hua Jia Shuang Jin. I just went along with Young Master Yin for the fun of it."
Yin Qian Zhen looked somewhat disdainful. "I wouldn't have thought it, but you're not interested in women."
Yin Fu was taken aback. "Really? No wonder. I was wondering why Brother Zhi Tian refused such beauty and talent. So that's why."
Ming Zhi Tian was speechless. "Stop it, you're talking nonsense!"
Yin Fu asked, "Then why did you?"
Ming Zhi Tian said, "I already told you, I'm not interested in them."
Yin Qian Zhen said triumphantly, "See, I told you."
Ming Zhi Tian waved his hand and left. "I'm too lazy to argue with you all."
Ming Zhi Tian practiced the *Imperial Artifact Technique* and the *Longevity Scroll* every day. After this period of cultivation, his *Longevity Scroll* had broken through to the two hundredth layer, and the *Imperial Artifact Technique* to the fifty-eighth layer!
The next day, Ming Zhi Tian continued his martial cultivation. He asked Yin Fu to prepare a spacious training ground for him, and to dismiss the other disciples, especially the troublemaker Yin Qian Zhen. Now, no one would disturb him.
He summoned all the mechanical puppet people from his storage pouch. There were a full ten thousand of them! Among them, there were over five thousand Divine Might Realm first and second-level puppets.
This was all his mechanical equipment from his storage pouch pieced together, and it was one of his trump cards.
The second trump card was the European Emperor. Although he was only Divine Might Realm first-level now, he had once been a Divine Power user.