The Heavenly Dao System-Chapter 83: Suppressed

Lang Jian, Zhu Mingyue, and Jing An were astonished when they noticed how courteous Li Hua was behaving toward Ye Ming.

She didn’t even bat an eyelid to them, and only when Ye Ming said not to worry did she heaved a sigh of relief.

What did that mean?

It meant that in Li Hua’s eyes, the importance of Ye Ming far surpassed them.

Hell, they could even detect a trace of disdain when Li Hua’s eyes brushed over Lang Jian and Tang Han from earlier.

"Why are you still here?" At this moment, Li Hua suddenly turned around and stared at Lang Jian. To be more precise, she was glaring at Tang Han who was still suspended mid-air.

After all, the cause of this mess stemmed from him.

"This person may be the cause, but what about the damage to my stall?" Lang Jian commented. He was the most innocent party out of everyone here. Not only did he get dragged into some mess, but he also suffered damages due to his items being broken.

"Didn’t you already capture the cause?" Meanwhile, Ye Ming stood up and gazed at him.

"Since he’s the cause, then why haven’t you asked him for compensation? Or could it be you’re afraid of his backing and prefer to choose me to target?" He continued, completely exposing Lang Jian’s inner thoughts.

Had it been any loose cultivators at the Core Formation realm, then Lang Jian would have long punished the latter severely.

Yet not only did Lang Jian didn’t do any of that, but he also suspended Tang Han midair without inflicting any damage.

Anyone with a bright mind could tell Lang Jian was afraid of the repercussions, but couldn’t let go of the losses. Thus, he tried to posture and come all the way here to demand Ye Ming to compensate.

Unfortunately, his plan was shattered when even Li Hua displayed a respectful expression toward him rather than Tang Han.

Having been exposed deeply without any chance of retreat, Lang Jian felt his face burning red.

"You—" He gnashed his teeth and tried to point at Ye Ming, only to end up plopping to the ground.

THUD!

Both his knees were on the ground, and at the same time, Ye Ming slowly advanced his steps.

Indeed, Ye Ming was now furious and was suppressing Lang Jian with just his aura alone.

His cultivation base might be the lowest, but that was simply because Ye Ming had no qualms about the cultivation realm. He was already powerful enough to destroy anyone in the Lower World cultivation realms.

Otherwise, his Mother wouldn’t have agreed to let him go.

Meanwhile, the crowd went numb in silence, especially those from the Crimson Sword Sect who noticed the Nascent Soul was kneeling in front of Ye Ming.

"Are you sure this is a Qi Refinement Realm?" Zhu Mingyue murmured in complete bewilderment.

"He doesn’t show any sign of concealment, but maybe it’s because his realm is too high for us to detect." Jing An muttered, her eyes filled with shock. She tried to keep calm, but under the suppression that Ye Ming had released, she was starting to feel pressure as well.

The same goes for Li Hua and everyone else.

Although Ye Ming’s suppression was targeting only Lang Jian, the residual aura was starting to leak out slightly. And even just a slight amount was enough to cause them to feel the pressure.

At this moment, Lang Jian’s forehead was filled with sweat as he panted heavily. He tried to circulate his qi to resist the suppression, only to end up spatting a mouthful of blood.

His face turned ghastly pale as he began to realize he had kicked an iron plate—no, even harder than iron.

Lang Jian practiced the Sword Dao, so his will and power could enable him to withstand many pressures. Not even a Spirit Severing Realm could cause him to suffer like this!

’Could he be a recluse Soul Transformation?’ Lang Jian pondered silently. However, he quickly shook off that thought as it would be beyond terrifying for a young man to have such a cultivation base.

"Now tell me, what is your intention in interrupting my meal time?" Ye Ming suddenly asked, his tone extremely calm and composed.

And it was precisely because of such a tone that made everyone realize how fearsome he was.

"I-I was wrong, Daoist Dao." Lang Jian gritted his teeth and tried his best to speak up. He wasn’t frustrated by Ye Ming but was simply unable to speak much without exerting his strength to the fullest.

"Hmph, what a waste of my time." Ye Ming snorted in response and released the suppression.

As he returned to his table, he continued, "You should be grateful to Li Hua. If it weren’t for her presence and the restaurant’s rule, then I would have thrown you out."

Since Li Hua was clever and knew how to present herself without making him disgust, Ye Ming chose to respect the Bixiao Restaurant’s rule.

He could always break them, but that didn’t mean he would actively seek to destroy everything.

If that was the case, then he wouldn’t have bothered to come to the Tianwu World to begin with. He could have simply commanded HD to annihilate the living beings in the world.

Once the suppression was released, Lang Jian still coughed up another round of blood. Nevertheless, he quickly got up and cupped his fist.

"Thank you, Senior Dao, for the mercy." He said, no longer addressing Ye Ming as Daoist but as Senior. To cause him to feel helpless and like an ant with such ease, Lang Jian dared not put himself as equal to Ye Ming.

Naturally, his respect was worth as much as a fart to Ye Ming.

"So, what are you planning to do to that clown?" Ye Ming sipped up some tea that Li Hua had poured for him.

Tang Han, this clown had repeatedly soured his mood. He might as well be a saint if he allowed him off scot-free.

When the mention of Tang Han was brought up, Lang Jian’s eyes turned extremely cold.

If it weren’t for this bastard, then would he have suffered here and nearly got himself killed?

Screw the Crimson Sword Sect!

"Hmph, it’s a crime punishable by death to offend Senior Dao." Lang Jian snorted and immediately crippled Tang Han’s cultivation base. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"Nooooo!" Tang Han cried in agony as he spat out a ton of blood due to his spiritual core’s destruction.

Lang Jian didn’t kill Tang Han simply because he didn’t think that was Ye Ming’s intention. If it was, then Tang Han wouldn’t have been flung out, but killed on the spot.

Still, he stood in place and patiently awaited for Ye Ming to speak.

"You may leave." Ye Ming dismissed him after seeing Tang Han’s state.

"Thank you, Senior Dao." Upon being pardoned, Lang Jian hurriedly thanked him and left in a rush. As if he wanted to remain on the scene any longer.

A few seconds later, Ye Ming turned his attention to the two women.

"Are you going to drag this clown away with you?" He asked. "This clown probably wanted to posture to gain your favors. But now that he’s crippled, I doubt he can join you in your cultivation journey."

When Zhu Mingyue and Jing An heard Ye Ming’s words, their expression was complex.

When did they ever express any interest in Tang Han?

However, what they didn’t know was that Ye Ming’s words were equivalent to pouring salt in Tang Han’s open wounds.

Tang Han could no longer remain conscious after knowing he was game over. His mouth started producing white foam as he fainted on the spot.

Tang Han’s flatterers from earlier also feigned ignorance and acted as if they didn’t know him.

"Senior Sisters, I’ve realized we still have something to do, so please excuse us." They then cupped their fists and made some excuse to leave the restaurant. These fence sitters naturally didn’t want to remain in the scene any longer, lest Ye Ming might start pointing his spear at them.

As they left hastily, Li Hua snapped her fingers and summoned a few employees.

"Toss the trash out," Li Hua commanded coldly.

Without his spiritual core, Tang Han went from a lofty cultivator with a bright future to trash in the blink of an eye.

Moreover, Tang Han had also offended the mysterious Ye Ming, who was capable of suppressing a nascent soul without lifting a finger.

Since Li Hua was already given permission to curry favor with Ye Ming, she naturally needed to express her stance in the matter.

As if the Crimson Sword Sect would find trouble with them over a trash like Tang Han.

This was the brutality of the cultivation world. One wrong move, and you could end up worse than a mere beggar.

At least a beggar could still survive, but for a sinner like Tang Han, it was destined he would be kicked out of the city and be left for dead in the Fushang Forest.