In Qian Yeyu's heart, Yang Feilong's confident demeanor suggested he was stronger than Takahashi Yuta, but she couldn't have imagined he was *that* much stronger. Seeing Yang Feilong critically injure Takahashi Yuta with a single punch, leaving him on the brink of death, left her utterly stunned.
What was happening?
Takahashi Yuta was a Jonin, a cultivator at the peak of the early Jonin stage.
This was equivalent to a cultivator at the peak of the Tianwu realm in Long Country, and he had been taken down with one punch, nearly killed?
Yang Feilong's punch was no simple feat. It not only severely injured Takahashi Yuta's physical body but also shattered his dantian. The ninja's power was rapidly dissipating.
"You, you..." Takahashi Yuta looked at Yang Feilong, his eyes filled with undisguised fear.
He never imagined that someone he thought he could easily crush would nearly beat him to death with a single blow. Furthermore, he could sense that Yang Feilong had held back; otherwise, he wouldn't just be severely injured.
The opponent's strength was comparable to a mid-stage Jonin, and not just someone who had just entered that level.
Previously, Yang Feilong's cultivation was only at the peak of Qi Refining fifth stage, with fifth-stage elemental abilities in water and fire. Even then, his combat power was comparable to the peak of the Tianwu realm. Now, his Qi Refining cultivation had broken through to the mid-stage of Qi Refining sixth stage, and his water and fire abilities had also reached the mid-stage of sixth tier. His improvement was more than just a little.
Although he hadn't fought against anyone at the Bawang realm to gauge his true fighting strength, dealing with a mere early-stage Jonin comparable to the peak Tianwu realm, killing him would be incredibly simple.
"Do you know why I didn't kill you?" Yang Feilong asked, looking at Takahashi Yuta, who lay on the ground like a dead pig.
"You want to coerce me into revealing the other purpose of my trip, don't you?" Takahashi Yuta gritted his teeth, his face a mixture of anger towards Yang Feilong and, more so, towards Chiba Yu. He had never expected Chiba Yu to betray the organization. In his mind, it was impossible for Chiba Yu to betray them, as his mother was a high-ranking official in the Night Ninja Group. "I'd rather die than tell you!"
But the next moment, Yang Feilong tapped dozens of times on Takahashi Yuta's body. This was no ordinary acupoint-striking technique; it was an enhanced version of the tendon-dislocating and bone-setting hand. For an ordinary person, enduring it for even two seconds would be excruciating. Although Takahashi Yuta was severely injured, his underlying foundation was strong, allowing him to withstand it.
"Ah!" Immediately, Takahashi Yuta let out a bloodcurdling scream, his face contorted in pain.
The agonizing cry was enough to bring tears to one's eyes.
"I hope you're tough enough, so I can torment you for a little longer," Yang Feilong said calmly.
"I... I'll tell you. Please, give me a quick death!" Takahashi Yuta finally succumbed. Under the immense torment, he wasn't as resilient as he had imagined.
Soon, Takahashi Yuta, in broken sentences, revealed the other purpose of his trip. After hearing what Takahashi Yuta said, Yang Feilong fell into thought. However, he quickly turned to Qian Yeyu and asked, "By the way, is there anything you want to ask?"
Honestly, Qian Yeyu had been in a state of immense shock since the beginning. Yang Feilong's ability to easily defeat Takahashi Yuta, and his methods of coercion—what kind of techniques were those? Someone with Takahashi Yuta's strong and unwavering will had quickly surrendered?
Hearing Yang Feilong's question, Qian Yeyu thought for a moment and then asked some questions she wanted to know.
Takahashi Yuta's identity and status were far higher than hers. Even if he wasn't as influential as her cold-hearted mother, he knew many secrets.
In the courtyard.
Yang Feilong had Qian Yeyu question Takahashi Yuta about what she wanted to know, while he stood, contemplating the secrets Takahashi Yuta had revealed.
The primary purpose of Takahashi Yuta's trip to Long Country was to transport a batch of treasures. These treasures were burial artifacts from an emperor's tomb centuries ago. Without a storage ring, it would have been almost impossible to transport them out of Long Country smoothly.
This was also why Takahashi Yuta had initially intended to kill Yang Feilong.
By killing Yang Feilong and obtaining the storage ring, he could then transport the highly valuable burial goods. Now that this secret was known, it naturally needed to be dealt with. It might even earn Yang Feilong considerable merit points.
If such valuable items were successfully transported out, it would represent a significant loss for Long Country. Retrieving those treasures later would require immense wealth.
"Are you done asking?" Yang Feilong asked as Qian Yeyu walked out.
"Yes," Qian Yeyu nodded, her heart heavy.
She had held onto a sliver of hope for her emotionally distant parents, but the reality proved that she was merely a tool to them.
With her last shred of hope shattered, she had made up her mind to live for herself from now on. As for Japan? She would never return!
Yang Feilong walked into the living room and saw that Takahashi Yuta had completely fainted. Already severely injured with his dantian ruined and having endured the enhanced tendon-dislocating and bone-setting hand, it was no surprise he had fainted. However, everything that needed to be asked had been asked, so Yang Feilong directly killed him.
"What about those three people, how do you plan to handle them?" Yang Feilong asked.
"Kill them," Qian Yeyu said after some thought. "There's no need to keep them. Because those three know that Takahashi Yuta intended to kill you, and after he disappeared and you remained unharmed, they would surely report it."
"Yes," Yang Feilong nodded.
"I'll make a call and have them come over," Qian Yeyu said. While waiting for the three to arrive.
"Is there a need for them to stay alive?" Yang Feilong asked Qian Yeyu. If there was no necessity, it would be better to eliminate them.
"If there are means to control them, we can control them," Qian Yeyu said. "If not, it's better to kill them!"
Qian Yeyu stated this to Yang Feilong in a businesslike manner.
"If we are to control them, we could use some poison," Yang Feilong mused. "I just don't know if they fear death. I heard many ninjas in Japan have Bushido spirit and would commit seppuku at the drop of a hat."
"You've watched too much TV. While there are some with that spirit, they are not that many," Qian Yeyu shook her head.
"If that's the case, we can try it later," Yang Feilong said, stroking his chin.
Not long after, the three individuals were summoned by Qian Yeyu. However, upon seeing Yang Feilong in the villa, all three were dumbfounded.
What was going on? Where was their superior, Takahashi Yuta?
When they heard Yang Feilong say he would send them to accompany Commander Takahashi, all three were filled with a mixture of terror and shock.
"Commander Chiba, please don't kill us! We are willing to serve you." The three begged for their lives.
The opponent could kill even Takahashi Yuta, so killing the three of them was certainly within his power. Furthermore, long ago, they had all been filled with dread towards Yang Feilong.
After all, they had witnessed Yang Feilong's god-like prowess when they had previously tried to surround and kill him. On that occasion, many of their companions had met a gruesome end at Yang Feilong's hands, and they had been terrified.