Divine Rank Cultivation Methods!
When this news spread throughout the ninja world, everyone was stunned.
After all, the so-called Divine Rank Cultivation Methods were peerless martial arts created only by God-level experts, and these methods were often the most treasured secrets of various schools.
Never to be leaked!
And now, someone was telling them that all the cultivation methods circulating online were actually Divine Rank methods.
It was utterly preposterous.
However, after the top figures in the ninja world, and even God-level experts residing on Mount Bushin, practiced them, they all affirmed the efficacy of these methods.
This news made everyone restless.
From that moment on, all the ninja cultivators in the Eastern Island country plunged into a frenzy, eagerly learning these cultivation methods.
And Ye Ming himself became the most unique existence in the entire ninja world.
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"We are deeply honored by the presence of two distinguished guests from afar in the Eastern Island country."
The old man, previously addressed as "Lord Kimura," bowed deeply as Ye Ming and Nangong Qianyu approached.
His tone carried a hint of trepidation.
One had to understand that the young man before them had defeated China's legendary figure and become the new number one in ancient martial arts.
Facing such a powerful expert, even with his inherent advantage in age, Kimura did not dare to act presumptuous and maintained an extremely respectful attitude.
Furthermore, the fact that the young man was selflessly imparting Divine Rank cultivation methods through a live stream was an act of benevolence that had already earned him the fervent admiration of countless Eastern Islanders.
The people behind him, upon seeing Ye Ming, all displayed fervent expressions and bowed in unison, saying:
"Greetings, Mr. Ye!"
Seeing this, Ye Ming nodded gently with a smile.
Since they treated him with respect, Ye Ming naturally responded with a pleasant demeanor.
"Please, Mr. Ye!"
Seeing that the young man was not as difficult to deal with as he had imagined, Kimura secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, he was merely an S-class ninja cultivator (equivalent to a Martial Emperor), while the other was a peak God-level expert.
Logically, the Eastern Island country should have dispatched a God-level expert to welcome such a distinguished guest.
However, when the officials of the Eastern Island country made their request to those God-level experts, they were all refused.
It wasn't that they didn't want to come, but they were afraid.
Those individuals feared that the peak God-level expert, Ye Ming, would be difficult to deal with, and they all chose to keep their doors closed.
Therefore, this heavy responsibility finally fell upon Kimura.
Just then, as Ye Ming and Nangong Qianyu were about to board the vehicle, a series of sporadic footsteps could be heard from behind them.
"Yo! Kid! You've got quite the connections, even someone's here to pick you up?"
Upon hearing this voice, Ye Ming turned around.
It was the middle-aged man he had disciplined in first class.
As expected, the man had come seeking death.
Behind him followed a group of youths dressed in identical black uniforms, holding gleaming samurai swords.
Their imposing demeanor was far greater than that of the group here to welcome Ye Ming.
The middle-aged man glanced at the people behind Ye Ming and noticed they were holding wooden weapons. He burst into laughter, "Hahaha! Are you playing house?"
He waved his hand, and one of his subordinates handed him a samurai sword that reflected a blinding white light. "Kid! Want me to lend you one?"
"Hahaha!"
Following his words, the group behind him erupted in mocking laughter.
Seeing this scene, before Ye Ming could even get angry, the faces of Kimura and his companions turned cold.
At the same time, an immense sense of dread began to spread within them.
"Damn it, where did this idiot crawl out from?" Kimura thought furiously. "If Mr. Ye is displeased, we'll all die."
Before coming, their superiors had repeatedly instructed them to treat Mr. Ye and Miss Qianyu with utmost caution.
And now, before they had even left the airport, they were being intercepted.
This was truly courting death!
"Bastards! You blind fools, why aren't you apologizing to Mr. Ye immediately?" Kimura rushed forward, scolding them angrily.
"Yo! Old man! You've got quite the attitude!"
Towards his words, the middle-aged man sneered indifferently, holding his samurai sword with the tip pointed at Ye Ming. "Old man! If you know what's good for you, get out of the way! Today, no matter who it is, I'm going to kill him!"
"Damn!"
Hearing this, Kimura's legs almost went weak with fear.
If you want to die, don't drag me down with you!
"I am Kimura Ken'o, you imbeciles, withdraw immediately!" Seeing that those people had no idea who they had offended, he quickly stated his name.
Kimura Ken'o!
This name carried some weight in the Eastern Island country.
"Kimura Ken'o?"
Indeed, upon hearing the name, the man paused for a moment. But it only lasted for a second.
"How dare you impersonate Lord Kimura of the Cabinet and seek death?"
The man roared with rage.
The Cabinet!
In the entire Eastern Island country, apart from the sacred land of Mount Bushin, it was the greatest power.
This was because the Prime Minister of the Eastern Island country was always elected by the elders of the Cabinet.
This demonstrated the immense power it wielded.
And Kimura Ken'o was one of the elders of the Cabinet.
"Impersonate?"
Hearing this, Kimura Ken'o was almost angered to the point of fainting.
"You scoundrel! Do I need to impersonate?"
Kimura Ken'o's gaze instantly turned icy. Without any apparent movement, he flashed before the man, grabbed him by the neck, and roared:
"Speak! Who are you? I want to see who gave you the audacity to disturb Mr. Ye!"
Held by Kimura Ken'o with one hand, the man's face gradually turned purplish, struggling to breathe. "You... you scoundrel! I... I am from the Yekawa family, how dare you touch me?"
The Yekawa family?
Upon hearing these three words, Kimura Ken'o's expression slightly tightened, and he loosened his grip a little.
It seemed that even as a Cabinet elder, he harbored some apprehension towards this family.
"What is your name?" Kimura Ken'o finally released the man and asked with a grim expression.
If the other party was truly from the Yekawa family, this matter would indeed be troublesome.
Not for any other reason than the fact that someone from the Yekawa family was cultivating on Mount Bushin. Moreover, they were among the most transcendent figures within Mount Bushin.
"Cough... cough!"
Regaining his breath, the man's gaze gradually turned venomous. "Damn it! You will all die!"
At this moment, the people brought by the man stepped forward, encircling everyone, including Ye Ming.
Swish, swish!
The sound of long swords being drawn from their scabbards echoed through the air. The tips of the blades exuded a killing aura.
However, Ye Ming, the person directly involved, seemed entirely unfazed by all of this.
"The Yekawa family?"
He murmured the surname, and a silhouette flashed in his mind:
"It couldn't be such a coincidence!"