At that very moment, their gazes toward Ye Yu changed.
The box contained thirteen magnificent swords, each with a unique design, radiating a cold, razor-sharp glow.
At a glance, it was clear they were no ordinary weapons.
These thirteen swords were forged from SS-grade materials, capable of slicing through even the alloys of King-level beasts.
More importantly, these swords had no handles. Clearly, they weren't meant to be wielded by hand.
They were psychic weapons!
Until now, they had no idea what they were transporting. They had just realized it was a divine psychic weapon.
And not just any psychic weapon—it was forged from SS-grade materials.
No wonder it required two mid-tier War God-level fighters to escort it. The value of these thirteen psychic weapons surely exceeded ten billion.
That was more than the value of a typical high-tier Lord-level beast.
And this young man… to have two mid-tier War God-level bodyguards… Who was he?
Such treatment was rare, even among the central families of the HR Alliance.
Only the sons of the rulers of the Five Great Nations could enjoy such privilege!
"Alright, everything's in order."
Ye Yu used his psychic power to levitate the thirteen swords in the air, carefully inspecting them before making his declaration.
At that moment, whether it was Tang Xiang, Fu Junyu, or the two military War Gods, their pupils shrank violently as they looked at Ye Yu.
"A Psychic Master!"
Ye Yu controlled the thirteen flying swords, sending them whistling through the air.
Their chilling sharpness made the four War God-level fighters shiver.
These psychic weapons, forged from SS-grade materials, could cut through the bodies of King-level monsters.
If struck by one of these blades, even they wouldn't be able to withstand it.
Tang Xiang and Fu Junyu, on their end, were shocked to realize that Ye Yu had become a Psychic Master without them knowing.
And clearly, his psychic power wasn't weak.
But they kept that realization to themselves.
After inspecting the thirteen swords, Ye Yu, satisfied, signed to confirm the delivery, slung the case over his back, and headed toward the villa.
"Not bad—you two have already reached mid-tier War God level," he said with a smile as he walked, his gaze lingering on Fu Junyu.
Her lightweight, form-fitting white dress with lace accents highlighted her flawlessly fair legs.
She wore nude-colored stockings and delicate cream-colored heels, completing her elegant look.
Compared to her innocent appearance the day before, Fu Junyu had undergone a stunning transformation—from a pure young girl to an elegant, mature woman.
Truly, she could be sweet or spicy—a perfect blend of innocence and sensual allure.
Under Ye Yu's piercing gaze, Fu Junyu smiled faintly, clearly pleased with the reaction she provoked.
"It's mostly thanks to the Black-Crowned Raven's heart!"
At those words, their previously calm faces lit up, revealing how valuable their gains had been.
Yesterday afternoon, they had received materials for intermediate and advanced potions.
Ye Yu had immediately brewed a dose and cooked the Black-Crowned Raven's heart for them to consume.
The flesh of a Lord-level beast was far from ordinary—especially the vital blood of a high-tier Lord-level beast.
The two young women, already close to mid-tier War God level, broke through without issue.
They even made significant progress beyond that.
If they were now given a dose of Dragon Blood or a Spiritual Herb, they would instantly reach high-tier War God level.
"So, how do you plan to thank me?"
Ye Yu smiled, his eyes gleaming with intense desire as he looked at the two young women.
They instantly understood what he meant, and a blush crept up their cheeks.
Under Ye Yu's gaze, they felt completely exposed.
Their hearts started racing, against their will.
Then, they once again felt a hand wrap around their slender waists.
The warmth of that hand made them tense up once more.
That electric sensation surged through them again, and they lost control of their bodies.
"Don't forget to leave the door open for me tonight."
Ye Yu gently stroked their slender waists, enjoying their soft curves.
Then he leaned close to Fu Junyu's ear, brushing her delicate earlobe with his lips...
"Hahaha!"
Moments later, Ye Yu burst out laughing, released their waists, and strode into the villa.
The two young women stood dazed, taking a while to come to their senses.
Their cheeks were still flushed.
Especially Fu Junyu, who, still reeling from Ye Yu's warm breath at her ear, felt her whole body weak and trembling.
Under Tang Xiang's amused and teasing gaze—
"Whoosh!"
Fu Junyu covered her face, stamped her foot, and vanished in a flash.
"If you don't answer, I'll take that as a yes."
Seeing the two young women disappear, Ye Yu, in high spirits, pulled out his phone and dialed a number.
After a few rings, a woman with a tall, curvy figure appeared on screen.
She looked around 25 or 26, with features that were both elegant and cold, and she was slightly taller than Tang Xiang.
At least, that's what Ye Yu had measured with his own hands.
Her silky shoulder-length hair was parted to reveal a few strands tucked behind her left ear, showcasing a delicate ear adorned with a gold pendant earring, adding sophistication to her naturally distant face.
She wore a cloak of purple and black.
A violet belt cinched her waist, emphasizing her ample chest, slim waist, and rounded hips.
Black high-heeled boots and tight black tights wrapped her long legs.
In short:
Voluptuous chest, slender waist, curvy hips, endlessly long legs—a breathtaking figure, the kind where you can't see your feet when you lean forward.
Especially with that cold, intimidating aura—like an unyielding warrior goddess.
This woman was none other than Jiang Fang.
As soon as she saw Ye Yu, her icy expression melted like snow under the sun, replaced by a radiant smile.
Her sharp gaze and imposing aura instantly softened, becoming warm and tender.
Especially when her eyes landed on Ye Yu—her gaze filled with clear affection and gentleness.
"Second Sister, you're even more beautiful than before."
Ye Yu, faced with this warrior goddess on screen, couldn't help but smile.
"Hehe, you're such a smooth talker!"
Jiang Fang laughed brightly, shooting him a playful look.
In an instant, a different charm emerged—distinct from her cold warrior demeanor.
Clearly,
No matter the type of woman, all of them like to hear compliments. Even someone like Jiang Fang was no exception.
And those who claim otherwise—it's just that the one complimenting them isn't the right person.
Faced with such a transformation, even Ye Yu, no stranger to women,
couldn't help but be momentarily stunned…
Had a stranger witnessed this scene, they would have been utterly shocked.
"Second Sister, I've completed the formula. You can send the Dragon Blood now."
Without wasting time, Ye Yu got straight to the point.
"Really?!"
At those words, Jiang Fang immediately turned serious, a sharp, invisible aura radiating from her.