Chapter 1699 - 1575: Courting Death
"Impossible, the stele should be in this location!"
Ye Qingfeng’s heart stirred, and his eyes calmly searched around.
Ten minutes later, Ye Qingfeng had searched the entire lakebed.
The stele was indeed not here!
He didn’t want to give up and still wanted to search, but he was already struggling to hold on.
The cold pierced to the bone, as if he were in an ice cave. Ye Qingfeng had no choice but to swim out of the water.
Back on the shore, Ye Qingfeng casually cast a magic formula, evaporating the water from his body and dispelling the cold.
"This lake water is extremely cold and truly peculiar; the stele is most likely at the lakebed."
Ye Qingfeng sat cross-legged, beginning to restore the Heaven and Earth Power. He needed a better state to stay longer at the lakebed.
Earlier, because he had been flying for a long time, he had exhausted most of his Heaven and Earth Power, so Ye Qingfeng could only stay for an hour.
With a tranquil mind, Ye Qingfeng slowly cultivated, restoring the Heaven and Earth Power.
This valley had sparse Heaven and Earth Power, not very suitable for cultivation.
However, Ye Qingfeng’s Divine Sense extended slowly along the land.
A few minutes later, Ye Qingfeng’s heart suddenly jumped.
"No! The stele is not at the lakebed!" Ye Qingfeng’s eyes suddenly opened, bursting with excitement, "I know where it is!"
Ye Qingfeng immediately rushed towards the Spirit Tree; the stele was beneath this Spirit Tree.
This valley was poor in Heaven and Earth Power, but it could grow a Spirit Tree; certainly, there was a stele below.
"This Spirit Tree is already useless; it only needs to be moved!"
Ye Qingfeng held the Spirit Tree with one hand and exerted effort to uproot the Spirit Tree entirely.
"Boom! Boom!"
The Spirit Tree was slightly uprooted, causing the earth to shake and requiring immense strength.
"Hey, what are you doing, stop!"
At this moment, a cold shout sounded.
A group of seven or eight people quickly entered the valley, all blond and blue-eyed Europeans.
"Huaxia person? Why did you come to our European territory?" a handsome young man was the first to shout.
He was tall and imposing, with a face as chiseled as if sculpted, possessing the depth of Europeans.
Ye Qingfeng frowned slightly; he had been so immersed in searching for the stele that he hadn’t noticed the arrival of European Martial Artists.
"Is this... Huaxia Martial Artists?"
"Huaxia Martial Artists, why are they here on our European territory, and in the treasure ground of our Church Court!"
"Does he want to seize our Church Court’s Divine Fruit?"
Immediately, the seven or eight European youths began to discuss.
"This is our Church Court’s treasure, Huaxia Martial Artist, drop it immediately!" The handsome leading European youth shouted sternly again.
Everyone immediately watched Ye Qingfeng with vigilance.
They had come for the Divine Fruit, and this Huaxia youth suddenly appeared here, definitely with ill intentions.
"Boom!"
Ye Qingfeng directly pulled out the Spirit Tree and threw it aside, speaking in English, "I don’t need this tree, and you shouldn’t disturb me!"
This is Europe, and Ye Qingfeng didn’t want to cause more trouble.
He only wanted the stele.
The Europeans were suddenly suspicious; this man, was he really not here for the Divine Fruit?
How could that be!
"Morton Senior Brother, what should we do now?" the only girl among them asked.
"No matter what, first collect the Divine Fruit, this is our Church Court’s treasure, it must not go awry!" Morton’s eyes flashed as he spoke.
A few European Martial Artists suddenly moved and rushed towards the Spirit Tree, collecting the ripe Spirit Fruit.
Meanwhile, Ye Qingfeng waved his hand, and a stream of Heaven and Earth Power hit the previously left tree pit.
The soil instantly flew, and Ye Qingfeng unhesitatingly continued to work.
Soon, the European Martial Artists had completed collecting the Spirit Fruit, all looking at Ye Qingfeng in astonishment.
"Hey, kid, what exactly are you doing?" a somewhat frail youth asked.
Ye Qingfeng did not answer, continuing to pound the tree pit, having already dug a massive pit seven or eight meters deep.
"Kid, this is our territory, did you not hear me when I spoke to you?" The small-bodied European man immediately changed his expression.
"Forget it, Beili, we have the Divine Fruit, let’s go back!" the handsome Morton said.
"Huaxia Martial Artist, let me test the depth of their Huaxia!" Beili said aloud, leaping forward, directly slapping towards Ye Qingfeng.
Morton wanted to stop him, but it was too late.
Just in time, he also wanted to understand the power of this Huaxia Martial Artist.
"This kid is in trouble, he’s angered Beili, one of our Church Court’s notorious tough guys."
"Among the younger generation, apart from Morton Senior Brother, there aren’t many who can defeat Beili."
"Heh heh, letting Huaxia Martial Artists experience the power of our Church Court is not a bad thing."
A few European youths immediately chuckled.
"Bang!"
Ye Qingfeng focused on digging soil, casually throwing a punch that landed directly on Beili’s abdomen, causing his body to curl like a small shrimp and immediately fly backward.
Landing heavily on the ground.
And the Black Robe youth continued to focus on digging, as if completely unconcerned with what had just happened.
"What? Beili was just punched away by this Huaxia Martial Artist!"
"Impossible, how could Huaxia have such a genius!"
A few European Martial Artists were extremely shocked.
Their eyes were wide open.
"Morton Senior Brother?" Everyone looked at the handsome young man.
"Friend, aren’t you being too excessive, injuring our Church Court’s people here in Europe!" Morton said sternly.
Unfortunately, the Black Robe youth still didn’t answer, casting streams of Heaven and Earth Power as the soil flew, totally focused on digging a hole.
"Huaxia Martial Artist, don’t push it, this is our European territory!" Morton said sternly once more.
Finally, Ye Qingfeng stopped, shaking his head helplessly:
"Are you guys stupid or what? I know this is your European territory, and I don’t want to have disputes with you. You wanted whatever Divine Fruit, I’ve already given it to you, now just leave quietly, why do you keep bothering me."
Ye Qingfeng lightly frowned: "I’m in a good mood now and don’t want to kill anyone; don’t come looking for death."
He only wanted the stele, an immensely important treasure that Ye Qingfeng was determined to get.
These little ants, Ye Qingfeng truly had no intention of fussing with them, he’s already been so gracious, yet these guys still insist on seeking death.
Ye Qingfeng was quite helpless.
"Friend, do you think you have us figured out?" Morton’s eyes instantly grew cold, his face icy, "Do you think with your skills, you’re unrivaled in the world and can act recklessly?"
"I indeed think so."
Ye Qingfeng nodded.
One important thing in life is honesty.