Supernatural Insight Eyes-Chapter 929 - 0 Three Don’t Heal! (Fourth Update)

With the medicinal pills in hand, Ye Qiu’s strength quickly returned to its peak.

Feeling the power surging through his body, Ye Qiu was very satisfied. In the Capital City, there were few strong individuals worth his attention now—only that one from the Xu family. But for Ye Qiu, who had recovered his power, even they were no match.

At this moment, Ye Qiu began contemplating how to break through to the Mythical Realm. After all, he had been stuck in the Legendary Realm for quite some time. What Ye Qiu considered "quite some time" was, in fact, relatively fast by the standards of many Martial Artists. Even in ancient lands, those strong in the Mythical Realm had often spent years honing themselves in the Legendary Realm before breaking through.

"Nowadays, the only thing stopping me from breaking through is my domain. It looks like I need to spend more effort on perfecting it." Ye Qiu understood his own shortcomings. Previously, he had spent several months mastering the art of Borrowing Power. Now, he simply needed to refine his domain, and breaking through to the Mythical Realm would be effortless.

Ye Qiu was eager to break through quickly. By then, using dark enhancement, the three great families of the ancient lands would pose far less of a threat to him, and he could act without restraint.

This thought flashed by, but Ye Qiu felt a hint of restlessness in his heart. He immediately focused his spirit and held his breath—this state of mind would be detrimental to his breakthrough.

For an entire month, Ye Qiu secluded himself on Moon-Watching Peak, meditating on his domain. Aside from a few familiar faces, he rarely saw anyone else. Even though he had become the leader of the Dragon Group, he only appeared occasionally to guide its members.

As for the Capital City, the Iron Triangle families had already surpassed the other three great families. The Ye family, Wang family, and Xu family had all been outshined.

Meanwhile, Song Jie, Luo Ming, and Jiang Hao naturally emerged as the nouveau riche of the Capital City, while Ye Qiu stood as a high and mighty figure, long beyond the level of the playboys the city was known for.

"Young Master Song, I have a few VIP cards for Dreamland Nation here. I heard they’ve brought in some new beauties—all untouched. If you have time, you might enjoy yourself," said a young man, placing three golden cards on the table before leaving respectfully.

Jiang Hao picked up one of the cards, feeling intrigued. He looked at Song Jie and said, "Why don’t we give it a try?"

"I haven’t touched a woman in ages. I feel like my body’s rusting," Jiang Hao said, fiddling with the card in his hand.

Song Jie gave Jiang Hao a faint glance and said, "Do you know why he gave us these cards?"

"Of course it’s because the three of us are even more powerful than the four young masters of the Capital City used to be. These days, everyone who sees us goes out of their way to flatter us." Jiang Hao replied, clearly proud of their transformation, which had been unimaginable before.

"Then do you think he truly respects and fears us?"

"I think so... maybe," Jiang Hao replied, feeling uncertain.

"Heh... Jiang Hao, do you know what it means if you go tonight?" Song Jie said coolly.

"It’s just about having some fun with women. Do we need to make this so serious?" Jiang Hao found Song Jie’s expression a bit chilling.

"You can go if you want. I won’t stop you. But don’t forget, the reason we’ve reached where we are isn’t because the three of us are so extraordinary—it’s because we serve Mr. Ye!" Song Jie replied slowly.

Upon hearing Ye Qiu’s name, a dramatic change came over Jiang Hao’s expression. That man was someone he’d never dare provoke in his lifetime. Working for him was already nerve-wracking.

Seeing Jiang Hao calm down and shake off his impulsive thoughts, Song Jie added, "Mr. Ye spoke to me yesterday. He said that the status he has given us can just as easily be taken away. What do you think he meant by that?"

From the side, Luo Ming suddenly chimed in, "He’s reminding us not to get too full of ourselves."

Jiang Hao turned pale as Song Jie said, "Exactly. The reason we have today’s standing is entirely because we belong to Mr. Ye. If Mr. Ye disapproves of something we do, no one can do it. Whatever Mr. Ye orders us to do, we must fulfill with utmost perfection."

"Jiang Hao, I hope you won’t ignore Mr. Ye’s warning. Otherwise, the Iron Triangle relationship we share will come to an end."

After hearing Song Jie’s words, Jiang Hao felt his restless heart settle. He nodded quickly, showing guilt, and said, "I understand. I won’t make such a mistake again."

Song Jie patted him on the shoulder, finally revealing a faint smile. As Jiang Hao and Luo Ming looked at Song Jie, they couldn’t help but feel that this sharp-minded member of their trio was increasingly resembling Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu had solidified his position in the Capital City. No one dared to underestimate this young man who carved out his own territory in the city. Too many had fallen at his hands—whether they were from renowned families or small, inconspicuous clans, all had submitted to him.

These were methods as unrelenting as iron, evoking both awe and fear towards Ye Qiu.

Some said Ye Qiu carried a heavy air of hostility, resorting to killing at the slightest provocation, and hoped someone would step in to restrain him. But this idea was treated as a joke—who would dare reprimand a War God-level powerhouse?

Countless people were eager to curry favor with Ye Qiu now—no one would foolishly walk into danger’s path.

Every day, people climbed Moon-Watching Peak, but few reached the summit. If Ye Qiu was in a good mood, he’d meet one or two individuals; otherwise, he refused to see anyone.

Of course, most of those who came were seeking Ye Qiu’s assistance in curing illnesses. Since Ye Qiu had healed patients with several rare and difficult conditions, the video of his feat was broadcast nationwide. For a time, many with diseases flocked to him, hoping Ye Qiu would lend his aid.

As the number of patients requesting treatment increased, Ye Qiu established rules, declaring there were three types of people he would not heal:

He wouldn’t treat those who commit crimes and exploit others.

He wouldn’t treat those who were unfilial or disloyal.

He wouldn’t treat those who were immensely cruel and evil.

Once the rules were set, they quickly spread across the Capital City. Many applauded Ye Qiu’s guidelines, agreeing that such individuals weren’t worth saving.

The number of sick visitors decreased sharply, though some insisted on climbing the mountain while pretending to be virtuous. But upon inspecting their minds with spiritual power, Ye Qiu found their deceit and immediately chased them away.

Anyone who dared insult Ye Qiu would be silenced with a single pointed gesture.

Ye Qiu’s methods were extraordinarily mysterious, leaving those who witnessed them in awe.

Meanwhile, invitations from abroad came frequently. The hospital director had been repeatedly making excuses on Ye Qiu’s behalf, delaying the replies for over a month. He eventually gave up and approached Ye Qiu directly.

When the director mentioned the matter, Ye Qiu paused briefly—if the director hadn’t brought it up, he might’ve forgotten. Immediately, Ye Qiu instructed him to respond to France’s invitation, stating that he would soon arrive there.

Relieved, the director conveyed Ye Qiu’s message, grateful to finally avoid further excuses.

"How have you been in France?" Ye Qiu’s mind briefly conjured the image of Shangguan Hong.