Chapter 41 - Ye Chen’s Unwillingness! Sword Pointed at the Demon Emperor’s Son!
Chapter 41 Ye Chen’s Unwillingness! Sword Pointed at the Demon Emperor’s Son!
“Don’t panic, everyone. Leave it to me!”
Ye Chen’s figure flickered as he dashed into the group of mechanical beasts. Those mechanical beasts that had caused massive destruction earlier were now helpless before him.
One after another, he unleashed the Blazing Flame Talisman and the Explosive Talisman. Thunderous booms echoed as the mechanical beasts fell in succession.
Ten minutes later, the last one swayed unsteadily, then crashed heavily to the ground, reduced to a pile of wreckage.
“Brother Ye!”
Everyone watched in awe as Ye Chen, like a deity descending from the heavens, single-handedly took down every mechanical beast. Excited and overjoyed, they rushed out of hiding.
“Brother Ye is amazing!”
“Of course! Brother Ye is a top-tier expert!”
“Those mechanical beasts were terrifying. Even with all of us combined, we couldn’t hold them off. But Brother Ye handled them with ease!”
Cheers and praise filled the air as people surrounded Ye Chen.
“It was nothing. I should thank you all for distracting those beasts,” he said, his expression confident and calm.
With a composed demeanor and the bearing of a true leader, Ye Chen looked every bit the chosen one. Blessed with extraordinary talent and a charismatic presence, he made friends quickly.
In just a month, he had turned his fortunes around. Among his current followers were scions of major clans and even royals from various kingdoms. Without exception, they all held Ye Chen in deep admiration.
“It’s such a pity! Brother Ye was once a prodigy, a peerless genius, but he was framed by despicable men and ended up here!”
“Exactly! That Demon Emperor’s son from the Wuji Demon Palace—just the sound of his name reeks of arrogance and incompetence!”
“If it weren’t for his powerful father, how could he ever compare to Brother Ye?”
“Brother Ye is undoubtedly the strongest! I believe he’ll one day soar through the heavens, making the Demon Palace regret everything!”
“We’ll follow Brother Ye forever!”
Amidst the wave of flattery, Ye Chen waved it off with a smile.
“Alright, let’s not talk about the Demon Emperor’s son. The mechanical beasts are all destroyed. Go collect the spirit herbs.”
Ye Chen’s tone was calm, but his heart surged with pride. The underground cave they were in was a small ruin, containing various treasures. Its core—a divine talisman—had already been claimed by Ye Chen. He left the remaining items for the others to take as they pleased.
“Thank you, Brother Ye!”
Excited, the group scattered to gather resources. Not long after, they emerged from the ruins with plenty of loot and left together. They returned to Songfeng City, a small border town where Su Ming had once disguised himself and hidden away.
There, he repaired his injuries through various ruins and finally settled down. Over the past month, he had greatly improved his strength and now felt reborn.
As the group entered the city, they noticed people gathering on the streets, abuzz with conversation.
“The Demon Emperor’s son is incredibly powerful!”
“I heard the Yuhua Immortal Sect was attacked by a flood dragon, and it was terrifying…”
“But in the end, the Demon Emperor’s son defeated it with a single move!”
“They say he has the potential to become a Great Emperor. The Wuji Demon Palace might gain another emperor soon!”
“Seriously? That strong?”
“Of course! Anyone who’s seen him is utterly awed…”
The chatter continued.
The Demon Emperor’s son?
Su Ming?
Hearing that name, a cold glint flashed in Ye Chen’s eyes.
Him again!
So he’d gone to the Yuhua Immortal Sect during this time…
And even slew a flood dragon!
“Damn you, Su Ming! You may have beaten me last time, but your mistake was not killing me!”
“I’m no longer the same—I’ve mastered two divine talismans now…”
“My cultivation has reached the Myriad Laws Realm. Next time we meet, I’ll take your life!”
Killing intent radiated from Ye Chen’s eyes. His followers quickly gathered around.
“That Su Ming—isn’t he your enemy, Brother Ye?”
“Don’t be angry, Brother Ye. That flood dragon stuff must’ve been done by his subordinates.”
“Exactly! Su Ming doesn’t have that kind of ability. He’s just an arrogant, spoiled rich kid.”
Everyone offered comforting words.
“Don’t worry. Su Ming is nothing. He won’t trouble me,” Ye Chen replied with a faint smile.
“I’ve already surpassed him. A flood dragon? I could defeat one myself.”
He spoke with confidence.
As the Chosen One, Ye Chen was mentally resilient and understood the value of lying low. Having escaped danger, he knew a period of quiet growth would allow his cultivation to skyrocket. Killing Su Ming would be nothing more than a side mission.
“Come on, let’s head to the winery. Little Tian finishes his training tomorrow. We’ll give him a proper send-off!”
With a hearty wave, Ye Chen led the cheering crowd to the winery. That night, they drank to their hearts’ content. The Little Tian Ye Chen mentioned was a proud and exceptional youth among his followers.
Clad in a robe marked by thunder patterns—an artifact not common folk could afford. He carried himself with confidence and flair, clearly from a wealthy background.
“Brother Ye, cheers!”
“Though I hate to leave, I have no choice. My training period is only two months, and now it’s over.”
Lei Jie (Little Tian) smiled and clinked glasses with Ye Chen, drinking it all in one go.
“But don’t worry! I’m heading home to help you build strength!”
“My Lei Clan is a clan of longevity—famous throughout the Three Thousand Great Worlds!”
“When I inherit the position of clan head, the Lei Clan will follow you wherever you go!”
With a glowing face and a firm chest pat, Lei Jie made his promise. Ye Chen beamed with joy. The Lei Clan was no ordinary family.
To be called a “Clan of Longevity,” they had to be backed by at least a Dao-Walking Realm powerhouse. Lei Jie’s father was the current patriarch, a prime-aged expert in that realm—terrifyingly strong.