Don’t Mess With Him, His Seven Senior Sisters Are Too Fierce - Chapter 7:

Chapter 7: The Real Mastermind

Ye Tian wasn’t the only one stunned.

Gu Qingcheng was equally shocked.

“How did the Seven Phoenix Soft Needle end up in your hands?” Her gaze instantly turned cold. “Don’t tell me… you killed those seven old geezers and took their inheritance?!”

The moment her words landed, she suddenly struck with her palm!

Caught off guard by the surprise attack, Ye Tian instinctively raised his own palm to meet it.

PA!

A thunderous crack echoed between them.

Gu Qingcheng was forced three steps back, while Ye Tian remained motionless, standing tall where he was.

“Senior Sister, you’ve misunderstood,” Ye Tian smiled bitterly and hurriedly circulated his Qi, his entire body glowing with vitality, revealing the internal elixir technique passed down by his master.

When she saw the familiar method, Gu Qingcheng’s stern face froze. Then she awkwardly chuckled:

“So, you’re a junior brother. I’ve been away from the mountain for so long, I didn’t know those old fogeys had taken in a new disciple.”

“Sorry, my bad!”

Ye Tian could only sweat in response.

He never expected this senior sister to be so… chaotic. She acted before asking anything, swinging first and thinking later.

And her rebellious attitude was something else—calling their masters “old geezers” and “old fogeys.” If the elders found out, they’d probably explode on the spot.

“Haha! I didn’t think, after all these years off the mountain, I’d gain a junior brother!” Gu Qingcheng giggled, genuinely pleased. Covering her mouth, she continued:

“If I was originally here under orders to deal with you two…”

“Then now, for my junior brother’s sake, I’m even more determined to beat the two of you to death!”

The moment she finished, her terrifying aura surged again, blanketing the area in oppressive force.

Wang Chengjie’s heart sank.

“Miss Gu, let’s talk this out peacefully!” he said, panicking.

He had just been delighted to see Gu Qingcheng and Ye Tian at odds, but now that they’d recognized each other as fellow disciples, things had taken a sharp turn for the worse.

“Uncle Wang, let’s just get out of here,” Zhang Shihao was completely rattled, already trying to make a break for it.

“Trash! Try taking one step, and let’s see if that madwoman lets you live!” Wang Chengjie cursed under his breath. He had raised this lapdog for years, yet when it mattered most, he was nothing but spineless filth.

“Junior Brother, let your senior sister handle it,” Gu Qingcheng smiled sweetly and was about to attack again, but Ye Tian raised a hand to stop her.

He gently shook his head.
“There’s no need. There are things I need to ask myself.”

Seeing how serious he was, Gu Qingcheng didn’t press. She casually found an intact chair, sat down, grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds, and said:

“Then Senior Sister will cheer you on.”

Even Ye Tian, normally calm and composed, couldn’t help twitching at the corners of his mouth.
Senior Sister… you’re too unserious.

He stepped forward, stopping in front of Zhang Shihao.

“I ask. You answer.”

“Haha! Ye Tian, who do you think you are? Without Gu Qingcheng, you’re nothing!” Zhang Shihao, terrified by the pressure, fell flat on his back, shouting in panic.

“You’re just a remnant of the Ye family, a pathetic mutt! How dare you command me?!”

…

Seeing him completely unravel, Ye Tian sneered.

Back when the Ye family was at its peak, Zhang Shihao had groveled like a dog at his feet, eager to please, desperate to lick up any scraps of favor.

Now the roles were reversed.

Zhang Shihao had become a second-generation rich heir—and he dared to shout in Ye Tian’s face?

“I’m asking you—did you take part in the massacre of the Ye family?” Ye Tian’s voice turned cold, devoid of expression.

“Heh, so what if I did?” Zhang Shihao sneered.

“My Zhang family is a noble clan now. And you, Ye Tian, a stray dog clinging to life—do you really think you can take revenge on us?”

His words were a direct admission of guilt.

“I see. That answers everything.” Ye Tian nodded.

“There’s your reward.”

In the next instant, as Zhang Shihao’s pupils shrank in terror, a whip kick zoomed in on him.

“Ye Tian, if you kill me, the Zhang family won’t let you go—!”

BANG!

A powerful blow sent his body flying over ten meters, slamming into a distant wall with a resounding crash.

Completely crippled.

That kick had shattered Zhang Shihao’s meridians and destroyed his dantian. He was now a useless wreck—doomed to never walk again.

“Now it’s your turn.” Ye Tian’s icy gaze fell on Wang Chengjie.

“Ye Tian, calm down,” Wang Chengjie wiped nonexistent sweat from his forehead, trying to explain, “Actually… the Ye family massacre back then had another mastermind behind it.”

“If you ask whether I had any part in it—I won’t deny it. I did wrong the Ye family.”

“We, the noble clans, were all dragged into it… just swept along by the current!”

“Listen to me—”

One word at a time, he spilled everything he knew about that year, like a bamboo tube pouring out beans.

Everyone left standing gasped.

So the Ye family’s extermination had been planned all along?

And the masterminds… were the current three great noble families of Zhongdu?!

Unbelievable.

Back then, the Ye family stood like a towering tree at the height of its glory. It had suddenly collapsed overnight—many had speculated about the reason.

Now the truth was out.

Ye Tian’s eyes turned pitch black, filled with a deadly chill.

Before the fall of the Ye family, he had never heard of anything called the “three noble families.” The Ye family had been the undisputed ruler of Zhongdu.

Now, five years later, these “three families” had risen out of nowhere.

They had likely carved up the Ye family’s fortune to reach their current status.

Good. Very good.

What a fine trio of noble families!

Seeing Ye Tian deep in thought, Wang Chengjie let out a long breath.

As the saying goes: don’t fear those with powerful backers—fear the ones with nothing to lose.

Ye Tian had no attachments. Nothing to hold him back.

He was dangerous.

As the head of a first-tier family, Wang Chengjie was prideful—but he knew how to retreat when needed.

Ye Tian, huh? I’ll report you to the three families. They’ll deal with you.

Clenching his teeth in secret, Wang Chengjie kept a smile on his face:

“Young Master Ye, that’s all I know. Why not let things go for now? Turn hostility into peace…”

“You’re not worthy.”

Ye Tian scoffed loudly at the man.

Not worthy?!

“Heavens! It was one thing to cripple Zhang Shihao… but now he’s going after Wang Chengjie?!”

Everyone was shaken.

Wang Chengjie was the head of a first-tier family—a figure of immense power in Zhongdu. And yet Ye Tian, all alone, dared to speak to him like that?

No matter how strong Ye Tian was, he was just one man.

How could he possibly survive in Zhongdu after this?

“Ye Tian, you—”

“You aided evil. You’re no better than them,” Ye Tian said coldly. “Today, I’ll break your legs. If I find out you’ve done anything else vile, I’ll come back for your life.”

Without another word, his leg swung out again.

CRACK!

A sickening crack echoed as Wang Chengjie collapsed to his knees, screaming in agony!