Aside from Ye Lin’er and Chen Yang, no one heard what Ye Xiu said.

At this moment, Zong Rui, Li Ran, Tajiguli, Wang Xuan, Li Meng, the Director, and the entire film crew, including Zhang San, Li Si, and Wang Wu who were still tied to the trees, all felt as if they had been struck by a thunderbolt. Their faces were frozen as though their skulls had been blasted by a Heavenly Tribulation, and their minds were buzzing uncontrollably.

"He broke Ma Nanshan’s blade with a single wooden stick?"

"He sent a peak Great Grandmaster flying that far with one kick, breaking over a dozen large trees in the process?"

"Is this the strength a Third or Fourth Grade Martial Artist is supposed to have? He’s definitely a War God, a bona fide War God!"

Once Zong Rui and the rest of the film crew recovered their ability to think, they instantly deduced Ye Xiu’s level of strength.

War God!

It was too easy to judge. Ma Nanshan was a peak Great Grandmaster, just one step away from becoming a War God. For Ye Xiu to send him flying so effortlessly, he was unquestionably a War God!

"Haha, hahaha, hahahaha! Our master is a War God! He’s a War God, hahahaha..." Zhang San laughed so hard his face became distorted.

Li Si and Wang Wu were in no better shape. They were so agitated and excited that blood rushed to their heads, turning their faces a deep purplish-red. They were simply overjoyed. They’d just casually found a War God to be their master! After filming in Nanjing was over, they had to go home and check their ancestral graves. They must be smoking from such incredible luck.

"He hasn’t agreed to accept you as disciples yet," Chen Yang remarked, throwing a bucket of cold water on their excitement.

Zhang San, Li Si, and Wang Wu fell silent.

"I’m done for. I’m definitely dead!" Zong Rui slumped to the ground, his face a picture of despair. "I actually hired a Great Grandmaster to deal with a War God... Heavens, what was I thinking?"

The faces of Li Ran, Tajiguli, Wang Xuan, Li Meng, and the Director turned pale and lifeless, utterly drained of all spirit. The Director had it the worst. He had collapsed to the ground in pure fright and wet his pants.

However, they were not the most terrified people at that moment. The most terrified person was Ma Nanshan.

"You... you, you, you! Don’t come over! Stay back! Who are you? Who in the world are you? I’ve seen everyone on the War God Ranking in Jin Ye City, and you’re not among them! Who are you?" Ma Nanshan sat on the ground, spraying blood from his mouth as he spoke. He propped himself up with his hands, trying to scuttle backward, so terrified that he became incoherent, babbling and screaming.

"Ma Nanshan, you and the Mad Blade Sect have been a plague on the Northern Territory for years. I hadn’t gotten around to finding you, but you delivered yourself right to my doorstep." Ye Xiu ignored Ma Nanshan’s questions. He walked over, planted his foot on Ma Nanshan’s chest, and spoke in a cold voice only Ma Nanshan could hear, "The name Huang Quan can shake the world and make everyone on Earth tremble in fear. That is because I have relentlessly killed to amplify the terrifying power behind those two words."

"I just publicly announced on Unparalleled Mountain that no one is to harm ordinary people, yet you dared to brandish a weapon and violate that rule. Fine. I will execute you and massacre the Mad Blade Sect to teach all the Martial Artists in Nanjing another lesson!"

Hearing Ye Xiu’s words, a deathly chill consumed Ma Nanshan’s body. His face turned ashen, completely drained of blood.

"You... you, you, you are... you are Huang..."

PFFT!

The wooden stick in Ye Xiu’s hand pierced through Ma Nanshan’s neck.

Ma Nanshan’s single eye bulged as he collapsed into a pool of his own blood. Even in the final second before his consciousness faded, he was still trapped in a state of absolute terror.

Huang Quan! This country bumpkin from the mountains that Zong Rui mentioned was actually Huang Quan! And I actually came here to show off in front of Huang Quan, even thinking of killing him. Was this not the very definition of seeking death?

"Massacre the Mad Blade Sect. Take photos and post them on the Martial Artist Forum."

Ye Xiu sent a text message, then put his phone away. After untying Zhang San, Li Si, and Wang Wu, he finally walked over to Zong Rui, Li Ran, and the others who were still slumped on the ground.

"You were all so arrogant and smug just a moment ago," he said tauntingly. "Why so deflated now?"

How were we supposed to know you were a War God? Besides, with Ma Nanshan’s corpse lying right there, who would dare to keep acting cocky? Zong Rui and the others screamed internally, but none of them dared to say a word aloud. They were simply too scared.

"Zong Rui, get up and sing me a nursery rhyme. I want it to be very lively, with both singing and dancing," Ye Xiu said playfully.

Huh?

Not only Zong Rui and the crew but even Ye Lin’er and Chen Yang were baffled. Ye Xiu wasn’t going to kill Zong Rui? He was just making him perform?

This isn’t the Young Master’s usual style... But making people dance and sing children’s songs as a way of tormenting them... that does fit his personality. Chen Yang thought.

"Oh, oh..." Hearing that he wouldn’t have to die, Zong Rui scrambled to his feet in excitement. He ran to an open space and began to hop and sing, "Two tigers, two tigers, run so fast..."

"Li Ran, perform a split for me to enjoy," Ye Xiu continued.

Li Ran was utterly bewildered. "A split?"

"Oh, oh..." Despite her confusion, she scrambled up, ran next to Zong Rui, and with a CRACK, executed a perfect split. After getting up, she switched positions and did another one.

"Tajiguli, you run circles around Li Ran and Zong Rui and howl like a wolf."

"AWOO..." Tajiguli let out a howl, got up, and began running in circles, howling her heart out.

Ye Xiu squatted in front of the Director. "You, go change your pants first."

Only then did everyone else notice that the Director had indeed wet himself.

"Oh, oh..." The Director scrambled up and ran toward the camp. I’ve lost all the face I’ll ever have in my entire life, wetting my pants in front of everyone.

"Wang Xuan, Li Meng, you two come over here and massage my back and legs."

Ye Xiu sat down on the ground. Wang Xuan and Li Meng hurried over, one massaging his back and the other his legs, like a pair of maids.

Seeing this scene, Ye Lin’er, Chen Yang, Zhang San, Li Si, Wang Wu, and the rest of the crew felt their worldviews shatter.

Zong Rui was dancing and singing a nursery rhyme.

Li Ran was energetically performing splits.

Tajiguli was howling like a wolf while running in circles.

And the Director had gone back to change his pants...

The filming of the reality show *I’m Lost in the Mountains* seemed to have gone completely off the rails!

"Sister Chen Yang, why didn’t Big Brother kill Zong Rui and the others?" Ye Lin’er asked softly.

"It’s probably for your sake," Chen Yang said uncertainly. "This reality show is your first step into the entertainment industry, so it’s crucial. If Zong Rui and the others were dead, how could the show go on?"

Upon hearing this, tears began to stream down Ye Lin’er’s face. Her mother had caused the deaths of Ye Xiu’s mother and maternal grandparents, yet he was still so kind to her.

After the Director returned with a fresh pair of pants, the filming of the reality show resumed!

Having witnessed the absurd performances of Zong Rui, Li Ran, and Tajiguli, the fear and shock from Ma Nanshan’s death and Ye Xiu’s power had mostly dissipated among the crew, so it didn’t affect the shoot. Of course, they didn’t know that Ye Xiu had made the trio perform for the express purpose of alleviating their terror.

However, during the shoot, the crew noticed that Ye Xiu was constantly looking at a notebook, occasionally writing and sketching in it with a pen. This sight served as a massive wake-up call for everyone.

He’s already a War God, yet he’s still so diligent. We’re a bunch of nobodies, yet we don’t even try to learn. It’s true that the more exceptional a person is, the harder they work!

「At night, the crew returned to camp.」

The first thing Li Ran and Tajiguli did was rush back to their tent, take out the ointment they had stolen from Ye Xiu, and start applying it all over their bodies. The day had been just as bizarre as the one before; during filming, the two of them, along with Zong Rui, kept inexplicably falling down. If they didn’t apply the ointment now, they would wake up covered in bruises again.

"Ah! Why is my whole body so itchy? Wang Xuan, Li Meng, come over here quickly and look..." a few minutes after applying the ointment, Li Ran suddenly screamed.