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Rebirth of the Peak Young Master

Chapter 818 818: Eyes of Heaven

Author: Superior justice
updatedAt: 2026-02-28

The next morning, the rising sun had just leaped out from the horizon, Ye Fengsheng's voice and photographs appeared in Fanghai City's famous Central Western Park.

Ye Fengsheng held jade in his hand and carefully collected dewdrops from the surrounding plants until about two-thirds filled up the porcelain bottle before he stopped.

After walking to the willow tree, he raised his hand and picked up a new cup of willow tea, slowly immersing it in the dew in the bottle.

The new willow tea, when wiped with morning dew, can make people clear-headed, preserve eternal life, and open the eyes to heaven!

Of course, in fact, while the little figure's father always helped with things, this glimpse of training didn't even cram the world's essence into it, and the current Heart Cleansing Formula had already cultivated into small success; using morning dew as eye drops had the same effect.

But after more than ten years, this has become a habit. When there are willow leaves, Ye Fengsheng prefers to use the willow tea to wipe the eyes.

Ye Fengsheng ate a meal carefully, wiped his eyes, sat on his knees, closed his eyes, feeling cool. The spirit generated from the long cultivation of the Clear Heart Formula actively whirled in his body without moving, pure energy smoothly spread through the meridians, self-circulating.

When Ye Fengsheng's voice reopened his eyes, his dark eyes sparkled like stars.

"Still no progress."

Enjoying for a moment, Ye Fengsheng stood up. Although knowing practice is urgent, step by step is the basic skill, since five years ago opened the eyes to heaven, until now, the eyes have no progress, if not a corner of the road is irritating, it's surely deceptive.

But so what? Can we not continue practicing?

Ye Fengsheng thought in his heart, reaching out to the jade placed aside earlier. He didn't want to touch an empty place. He immediately bowed his head in frustration, just looking at it, his star-shaped eyes flashing throughout the regrettable journey.

It's a mistake!

Forgotten he is no longer in man, but in Fanghai City, casually collecting things, it's very likely someone took them away. Considering this, he couldn't help but laugh, wondering who is so unobservant, not even daring to steal his things.

Meanwhile, Ye Fengsheng closed his eyes, reached a fruit eye, water color lights emitted from his fingertips, then slowly penetrated his eyes for a while, suddenly kicking a ray of light from his star-shaped eyes!

After a long time, the light gradually dimmed, while Ye Fengsheng quickly told the taxi driver he hired yesterday on the street from this address, what he had just seen through the heavenly eyes.

Treasure Pavilion!

The driver promised to step on the accelerator, seeing Ye Fengsheng's clothes weren't particularly luxurious, he couldn't help but complain he's a spendthrift seller.

Pingzhen Pavilion however had a disharmony with Fanghai's famous antique treasure-hunting exchanges and other small street workshops. Not only does Pingzhen Pavilion have the most standardized and integrated assembly line in the industry, but it's also relying on a large enterprise in Fanghai City.

And due to the antiques, even done a little before, now retired executives have good relations with them, so "big shop owners eating petits" phenomenon often appeared in Pingzhen Pavilion.

In the driver's eyes, at the moment, the person he carried seemed to be a family about to be sent to the doorway to be extorted.

Central Western Park and that Pingzhen Pavilion were certainly not far from their feet. Soon, Ye Fengsheng's voice came out of the car, looking at the magnificent behind the huge door. Without hesitation, Silk Corner collected it.

Having seen someone come in, the hospitable young lady immediately greeted him: "Hello, sir. How can I help you?"

Ye Fengsheng asked: "Has anyone brought my jade needle here to sell?"

The young lady blinked suspiciously and asked: "What did you say, sir?"

Ye Fengsheng said effortlessly: "Get your supervisor here. You can't solve this issue."

Yes, sir, please wait a moment.

With a promise, the welcoming lady had already gone to the corner of the magnificent hall.

After a while, tea voice from in front of Fengsheng, five suits and ties treated like handling something... security personnel.

Until five security guards surrounded him, Ye Fengsheng finally said: "Have you solved the problem yet?"

"You lack even a wink of insight. Where is this place? Daring to cause trouble here after eating leopard courage?"

"Great, I'll throw you out!"

At this point, several security guards pointed their sleeves, revealing their brutal portraits.

Meanwhile, he smiled bitterly: "Don't say much. Brothers have been transferred for long, they've done nothing. You don't have to babble here. You can't use Old Ling's fist when you're anxious. When you break paralysis, who will support you for the rest of your life?"

Ye Fengsheng's voice did not change its color: "You received the illicit goods, what's that doing?"

Seeing their words had no effect, the head of security immediately got angry, Watts suddenly hit Ye Fengsheng's voice in the brain.

"And that damned nonsense!"

If hit, concussion is iron or can't walk!

A person in Pingzhen Pavilion was staring at Ye Fengsheng's temple, watching him, couldn't help frowning.

The jade collected earlier had very good utilization value, must be kept. But he let Sun Heizi drive the person away, but didn't hit him. Once someone gets hurt, it will inevitably affect Treasure Pavilion's reputation.

"What's more."

Couldn't help but say, men's began to frown, thinking about work.

"Is it better to request regular insurance? Elder brother's methods can't start with these people's words, really a hidden danger!"

No voice came out of his mouth. A picture of staring at him appeared on the monitor next to him. At that moment, he rushed out, a burning bell stared at the door of the room.

On one side of the screen, Ye Fengsheng was standing at the place being restored, while the surrounding five security guards were pushing themselves, intending to use horror methods to hit his arm.

They knew nothing about it. This seemingly fragile child had a strong face, and with just one face-to-face effort, he broke all the arms.

Ye Fengsheng was a bit unhappy, because he knew these people really wanted to lie down. If they were replaced by ordinary people here, they would be killed on the spot. So he didn't use hands, directly breaking these people's arms.

"Traitor!"

Sun Heizi's face muscles kept twitching, partly because of pain, partly because of gas. He didn't actually expect to eat food in front of a hairy boy. He thought his prestige accumulated over two years in the mixed society would perish today.

How quickly did he drag the walker out? He shouted loudly, "You must call the crowd of brothers, take it all. Old Ling wants to kill the traitor today!"

Speaking of it, he would say, as the machine suddenly clattered to the ground, eyes dead fixed on the other side, if not for Ye Fengsheng's voice: "Can you fight? Good! I know how many people you can fight after all!"

Ye Fengsheng's eyes gradually cooled down: "Are you looking for death?"

The sound was still in the air. Huge footsteps from the back of the hall brought the tickets of strong men carrying large knives and iron rods to Ye Fengsheng's residence.

The original guests, front desk and etiquette on Pingzhen Pavilion have already come to the corner of the hall under the oppressive momentum of these people, trembling.

Faced with thousands of troops and horses, he proudly saw people facing Sun Heizi opposite. Ye Fengsheng's voice couldn't mockingly go all the way. Then he lightly chuckled, didn't take a Half-step forward with the right foot, drawing a semicircular light spot on the ground.

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