Even though everyone had seen many level-eight battle beasts before, today’s sightings were unusually numerous.
And the woman riding this level-eight pegasus—how could she be so… beautiful?
It was utterly captivating, especially when she smiled while talking to Xiao Min. Only the influencer and the enigmatic Red Hair could compare in Cloud Peak.
Oh, and one of the two women accompanied by Miya earlier might also be on that level.
As the woman finally passed, the team behind her caused another wave of excitement.
Just like the female guards, this was an all-female combat team!
And they were all clad in green-grade equipment! Just like the female guards! But their numbers were larger—a full 1,000 strong.
Everyone anxiously speculated about which team this was, but no one had a definitive answer. It wasn’t until hours later that someone found out—this was Five Ring Money’s Deacon Water and her guard team. Their name was even similar to the female guards—they were called the Beauty Guards.
A rumor began to circulate that this Deacon Water was a devoted fan of Mr. Ye.
The discussions reached a peak at midnight when yet another team arrived. This team had a distinctly Cloud Peak style, but no one had seen them before.
Since the team arrived at night, many people only caught the tail end of the procession by the time they rushed over. But even that was enough to fuel endless conversations.
The team’s equipment was uniform, all bearing Ye Zhongming’s personal seal. Only Cloud Peak’s own teams could have such large-scale equipment crafted by the King of Cloud Peak himself—thousands of sets.
At the same time, this team exuded an even more arrogant aura than Cloud Peak’s own forces.
Cloud Peak’s teams were domineering, arrogant, and disdainful of everything, yet utterly ruthless. This was a unique temperament forged through their high evolution levels, excellent equipment, and unbeaten record.
But this team was truly ‘wild’! Their formation was chaotic, and although they wore uniform equipment, they gave off a visually disorganized impression. However, if you put yourself in the shoes of an enemy trying to find their weaknesses, you’d realize they were like a giant beast, merely dozing. The moment you showed any hostility, this beast would pounce on you and tear you to shreds.
Even their lazy gazes carried a blood stench.
This was how many people later described the essence of this team.
Similarly, the evolved of Ying City later learned that this team was from Cloud Peak’s Linhai Branch—the legendary team capable of venturing into the most dangerous seas on Earth.
That night, many people couldn’t sleep. They kept glancing at the faint light on the distant mountain—the heart of this region.
And at that very moment, many important figures were gathered there.
“Is this wine also part of Cloud Peak’s delicacies?” a middle-aged man asked, holding a glass of amber liquid and looking deeply moved.
This was a banquet specially hosted by Ye Zhongming to welcome them. Initially, the man hadn’t thought much of it, focusing more on the discussions than the food and drink. But as the fine wine and exquisite dishes were served one after another, he quickly realized something was different.
The ingredients alone were extraordinary. Whether it was the meat, vegetables, or fruits, everything provided tangible benefits to evolved—benefits that could be felt immediately.
Of course, part of this was due to the first-time use effect, but it was still astonishing.
The middle-aged man had known about Cloud Peak’s trade in such items but hadn’t thought much of it. Now, he realized he had been mistaken.
“It counts as one of them. It’s made from ten types of fruits and six herbs, aged for a year. We have someone here whose family used to run a vineyard and another with a family tradition of brewing baijiu. Somehow, they managed to create this. If Commander Mu likes it, I’ll prepare a couple of jars for you to take back,” Ye Zhongming said with a smile.
As he watched the man marvel at the wine, Ye Zhongming didn’t dare underestimate him.
This man was Mu Xinfei’s father, the overall commander of the S Zone—the man rumored to have died long ago.
Cloud Peak and the S Zone were allies, but even Ye Zhongming had been deceived by the mixed truths and lies of the rumors, believing the man was dead. Even his own daughter hadn’t denied it. Yet here he was, suddenly appearing, fully recovered from his illness and having reached eight-star.
Such a man, who had endured hardship in silence, commanded respect.
“I want some, too!” Deacon Water raised her hand on the other side, acting like a little girl.
Ye Zhongming rolled his eyes. “I know. Of course, you and Master Li won’t be left out.”
Li Daqian nodded with a smile. He, too, loved the wine.
“How is Brother Zhizhong doing?” Ye Zhongming set down his glass and asked with concern.
“He’s awake now. Thanks to the people and medicine you sent,” Li Daqian said, raising his glass. “Using your wine, I’ll toast to you.”
Though he didn’t express much gratitude, it was clear that Li Daqian was sincerely thankful to Ye Zhongming.
Ye Zhongming had found a special job and obtained a potion from an eight-star wheel, both of which he had sent to Li Daqian. Surprisingly, they had worked. Li Zhizhong had woken up and was recovering quickly. By the time Li Daqian left, Li Zhizhong could already leave bed.
Commander Mu and Deacon Water watched from the side, surprised by how close the two men seemed.
“Hey, why haven’t you told us why you called us here yet?” Mu Xinfei, in the presence of her father, reverted to the feisty demeanor Ye Zhongming had first seen. She nitpicked at everything, though deep down, she knew why.
Beside her sat Bai Sisi, while beside Ye Zhongming sat Miya.
“It must be… to kill a level nine lifeform,” Li Daqian set down his glass and looked at Ye Zhongming, who sat at the head of the table.
The room fell silent.
Level nine—those two words carried too much weight.
Ye Zhongming nodded and uttered two words that sent chills down everyone’s spine: “Two of them.”