Supremely Talented Tyrant-Chapter 1542 - 1742: Sinister Intentions?

At this moment, it was already late at night. After a day of intense martial arts competition, the participants were exhausted and seized the opportunity of the night to rest and recover their energy, preparing for tomorrow's bout. As for the spectators, after watching the spectacular matches during the day, cheering and vocally supporting their favorite contestants, their bodies too entered a state of fatigue and most of them had fallen into a slumber.
Everything seemed so quiet, so at peace with the world.
However, at this time, Ye Yiyun, disheveled and in a sorry state, dashed into the courtyard arranged by the Heavenly Machine Pavilion for the Tianwang Fort residents.
The disciple responsible for patrolling at night saw Ye Yiyun and immediately said, "Hello, Senior Brother!"
Ye Yiyun nodded and then said sternly to the patrolling disciple, "If anyone asks, just say you didn't see me, understand?"
Though the disciple didn't know what was happening, he quickly nodded and said, "Okay, Senior Brother!"
Satisfied, Ye Yiyun nodded and then had the patrolling disciple leave. He hurried back to his own place.
Upon returning to his residence, he quickly locked the door from the inside without even turning on the light. Relying on the faint candlelight in his hand, he found a chair and sat down.
He didn't dare to turn on the lights, fearing it would alert others. If the Sect Master's men knew he had returned, it would be troublesome.
Going there was his idea, and accompanying him were the most powerful Great Elder Liu Yu and the Elders Guan Haoyang and Luo Fan, suggesting they dispatched a very strong lineup.
But if the Sect Master of Tianwang Fort found out only he returned, suspicions would arise—where were the other three Elders? If the Sect Master discovered the three Elders had perished, he would surely face dire consequences.
Although Liu Yu was still alive when they left, he knew very well that Liu Yu couldn't possibly survive given the circumstances—seeing the fates of Guan Haoyang and Luo Fan was enough. If he hadn't fled at that time, he might have died on the spot, which was why he desperately ran away.
At the brink of death, one can always unleash immense potential, which allowed him to escape successfully.
He was a very selfish person. If there was a chance to survive, he certainly wouldn't waste it—abandoning Liu Yu and the others didn't matter as long as he could live. Living was the most important thing in this world; what use were feelings or friendships? They were nothing when faced with death.
So Ye Yiyun felt lucky now, as if he had narrowly escaped death.
He could feel his hands still trembling, a post-survival tremor.
He didn't know Hao Jian's true identity or how powerful he truly was. But after Hao Jian continually shattered his perceptions, he believed Hao Jian was no ordinary person, which explained why he could unleash such immense power.
This puzzled him, and he felt a palpable sense of oppression.
Hao Jian was a significant hidden danger that must be dealt with when the opportunity arose, Ye Yiyun thought.
He had reached the Tianwang Fort's residence, which was their temporary base for the martial arts competition this time. With patrol disciples at night, he believed that even if Hao Jian had the guts of a bear, he wouldn't dare to cause trouble looking for him now.
Therefore, Ye Yiyun felt somewhat complacent.
But time was of the essence for him now. He had many things to handle personally in a short period, so he was in a rush.
Otherwise, if the situation was exposed by tomorrow morning and the Sect Master of Tianwang Fort found out, he would be in big trouble, caught in a very passive situation.
Ye Yiyun sat on the chair and then stood up. He didn't dare turn on the light, so he held the candle's faint glow for illumination, walking to a cupboard. The cupboard was full of medicines for injuries, especially external. He opened it and took a large stash of external injury medicines.
After placing a heap of external injury medicine on the table, Ye Yiyun returned to the chair, tore his shirt off, and threw it on the ground.
Looking again, there was a deep sword scar on his shoulder, left unexpectedly while with Hao Jian—he wasn't sure who exactly inflicted it. However, there was a deep gash on his hand still bleeding, undoubtedly left by Hao Jian when he snatched the sword, creating the wound.
Besides, there were four or five minor injuries elsewhere, but they were trivial.
First, Ye Yiyun poured some alcohol on the gash left by Hao Jian to disinfect it, preventing infection, and then applied the external injury medicine over the wound, gritting his teeth in pain, cursing Hao Jian heartily—he wanted Hao Jian cut into pieces, and resolved not only to kill him but to torture him thoroughly, letting him die in excruciating agony.
After applying the external injury medicine to the arm wound, he casually grabbed some white gauze, wrapping it around the wound and tying a knot with difficulty to secure it.
After treating the wound on his arm, he proceeded to treat the one on his shoulder.
Compared to the cut on his arm, the shoulder wound was much harder to deal with. It was deep, and at first glance, it was already blurred with blood and tears, having reached the bone, making the pain excruciating for Ye Yiyun.
He silently poured alcohol on the wound. When the alcohol touched it, he staggered sharply, nearly falling back; damn, it hurt so much, this wound truly ached to the bone.
He swore that the pain Hao Jian had inflicted on him, he would repay a hundredfold.
Enduring the agony, Ye Yiyun thoroughly cleaned the shoulder wound with alcohol. If it wasn't cleaned properly, the wound might get infected, and infection is a troublesome and extremely problematic affair.
After washing with alcohol, his face twisted fiercely into an indiscernible expression, only relaxing a little when he stopped pouring alcohol.
He then glanced at the wound, now observable after the alcohol cleared, showing the bone clearly.
Alarmed, he picked up the external injury medicine from the table and applied it inside. The external injury medicine was potent, so applying it to the wound caused a sharp pain sensation, which Ye Yiyun bore through gritted teeth.
Once he finished applying a sufficient amount of medicine, he picked up the white gauze and repeated the actions from bandaging his arm, though bandaging the shoulder was much easier, since he could use both hands, thus it was quickly done.
After completing everything, Ye Yiyun didn't tidy up the items on the table, but instead took a new garment from the cupboard. After dressing, aside from the injury on his arm, the shoulder wound was mostly hidden.
At this moment, by the faint candlelight, Ye Yiyun approached the bed and suddenly flipped it over, revealing a secret compartment underneath.
Bringing the candle closer to the compartment, he took out a box containing a bottle of liquid. At this moment, a sinister smile appeared on Ye Yiyun's face. Holding the bottle of liquid, he blew out the candle and packed some essential items on himself. He cautiously peeked out the window, and seeing no one, he opened the door and left swiftly.
Then, taking advantage of the Night Color, Ye Yiyun vanished into the darkness.
He was now planning to find Moon. Since the matter had already been exposed, there was no need for secrecy anymore; some things had to be settled tonight, otherwise, it would be impossible after dawn.
So he sneaked past the patrolling disciple, quietly arriving at Moon's dwelling.
Moon's place was rather secluded, with only one other residence at a distance. This was arranged as per Moon's request. She preferred tranquility, so he specially provided her a quiet, undisturbed residence close to his own.
At this time, the light in Moon's room was still on, indicating she hadn't slept. After confirming no one was around, Ye Yiyun approached.
Through the window, he saw Moon sitting at the table, engaged in some unknown task.
Ye Yiyun knocked on the door.
Moon asked, "Who is it?"
Ye Yiyun replied, "Junior Sister, it's me, Yiyun!"
Only then did Moon get up, walk to the door, and open it.
"Creak!"
The door was opened from the inside. As soon as it opened, Ye Yiyun smiled at Moon and walked in.
Moon casually closed the door again.
At this moment, Moon looked at Ye Yiyun and asked, "Why are you here so late? Why aren't you resting, Senior Brother?"
Ye Yiyun had thought of a response earlier, so he didn't feel flustered.
He calmly replied, "Something came to my mind and I couldn't sleep. So I wanted to see if you were asleep, and seeing the light in your room, I came over. Didn't expect you'd still be awake so late, just thought I'd check in!"
Moon had already sat down by this time, poured a cup of tea for Ye Yiyun, and casually remarked, "I see!"