"Holy Master, does the Heavenly Emperor Hall have life-extending herbs or dicines for origin injuries?"
The Hall wanted to freeload off him; Ye Chen would freeload right back. His system was powerful, but gifts needed to align with desired feedback. For life-extending immortal roots, life-extending herbs were ideal, but they were nearly mythical in today's declining cultivation world. Herbs for origin injuries, like Elder Mo's shattered Immortal Platform, were equally rare. Neither Vermilion Bird nor Qilin Undying Herbs could help; different immortal roots were needed.
Feng Baiyu raised an eyebrow. "The Heavenly Emperor gathered many treasures back then, and the Hall surely has so. Planning to go to Central Continent, show off, and demand them?"
Ye Chen grinned. "Nope! Tell them my dear old sect leader is dying, and I'm heartbroken, staying by his side until the end. Also, Elder Mo, who's always protected , has a shattered Immortal Platform and is gravely injured—I'm guarding him too. As for the provocations against the Heavenly Emperor's heir, I'm furious but too busy. Unless the Hall sends herbs to resolve these issues, I'll bow to the world, admit defeat to the Heavenly Demon Body, and avoid battle."
The Hall's urgency showed they cared about the Heavenly Emperor's reputation. But Ye Chen didn't care. He had no real tie to the Emperor—just his system's power. Why should he care about their reputation? Only fools would slave for them. To leave Heavenly Evolution Holy Land, they'd need to offer sothing first.
Feng Baiyu nodded. "Smart. Get the benefits first, or it's a loss. But the Heavenly Demon Body is formidable—late Unity, nearing Mahayana. Fighting it now is too risky."
Ye Chen smirked. "Don't worry, Holy Master. I won't go to Central Continent until the immortal path opens. As for the Heavenly Demon Body, let soone else deal with it."
Feng Baiyu blinked, then looked at Ye Chen with approval. "You're planning to freeload?"
Ye Chen smiled faintly. Of course. The Hall shalessly freeloading off him, even pressuring him now? Utterly brazen. He felt no guilt freeloading back—his heart was clear.
Feng Baiyu was pleased. The next leader of Heavenly Evolution Holy Land should be this shaless.
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Days later, Feng Baiyu announced seclusion to break through to Mahayana, causing a stir. Mahayana was the cultivation world's true peak, standing above billions. His breakthrough would vastly boost Heavenly Evolution Holy Land's strength.
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anwhile, Ye Chen stayed in the Holy Land, cultivating. His progress was teoric. Just over a year after reaching mid-Deity Transformation, he showed signs of breaking through again. In one or two years, he could hit late Deity Transformation. Such speed would shock the world—most cultivators couldn't even match it in the Qi Refining stage. This was thanks to the Fusang Divine Tree and Laurel Immortal Tree's potency, plus the miraculous Yin-Yang Dao Sea and Great Yin and Great Yang Immortal Scriptures. With these absurd boosts, Ye Chen was poised to shatter Deity Transformation records effortlessly.
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Central Continent buzzed with excitent as prodigies multiplied. Daily battles between prodigies drew gasps from countless onlookers. Physiques, long debated for their strengths, were now tested in real combat, sparking intense interest.
The Heavenly Demon Body struck once, shattering a sa-realm King Body with a single blow. The Heavy Pupil erged, nearly invincible in its realm, effortlessly defeating peers. This generation's Heavy Pupil bearer, a peerless beauty, publicly challenged the Heavenly Emperor's heir to a spar.
Yet the Heavenly Emperor's heir, constantly ntioned, never appeared. Many frowned, convinced he was dodging battles. Was this generation's chosen heir truly lacking?
Deep in the endless void, a grand, ancient hall floated, as if for millions of years—the Heavenly Emperor Hall. Inside, several elders fud at Ye Chen's ssage relayed through Heavenly Evolution Holy Land. Unaware of the true-false heir issue, they were outraged.
As the Heavenly Emperor's heir, possibly his descendant, he dared to haggle and threaten to admit defeat to uphold the Emperor's legacy?
Infuriating. So even questioned if they'd chosen the wrong heir—his talent was undeniable, but his character seed deplorable.
In the Hall's depths, a gold-robed elder narrowed his eyes. Unlike the others, he knew the truth—he'd orchestrated Ye Chen's designation. He'd assud Ye Chen, having received part of the Emperor's legacy, would embrace the title with pride.
Instead, Ye Chen was unmoved, demanding benefits and threatening to concede if none were given. No Heavenly Emperor's heir, across generations, had ever admitted defeat or avoided battle. If Ye Chen did, the Hall's reputation would suffer greatly.
The elder's face darkened. "This boy is unworthy! A waste of the Emperor's legacy!"
Nearby, a purple-gold dragon, clutching image stones, drooled. "Tch, this fairy's stunning… Jade Pool's heir, huh? The Jade Pool Holy Maiden from the Emperor's era beat . Now's my chance for revenge—a hundredfold!"
Wiping its mouth, the dragon turned to the elder. "This Ye Chen's so shaless, talking about surrender as a prodigy. Just like the Emperor back then. Aren't you worried he's really the Emperor's son? If the Emperor returns and learns what you've done, he'll kill you! Even if he's not, with this audacity, if he grows strong, he'll hold a grudge. Why provoke him?"
The elder shook his head. "No one knows better than —the Emperor left no heirs. As for revenge? He'll have no chance. The true heir will crush all foes and ascend alone."
His eyes glead with confidence, gazing at the Hall's deepest recess, where boundless chaos qi swirled. The true Heavenly Emperor's heir was in seclusion there.
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