Hearing the fiancée's parting words, Ye Chen felt sothing odd. This way of expressing longing seed familiar, but he brushed it aside. His system chid:
"Congratulations, host, gift successful!"
"Gift: Extre Dao Weapon, Moon Palace!"
"2,500x feedback in progress…"
"Detected: Gift is highly significant to the recipient…"
"Critical hit triggered!"
"Reward: Immortal Weapon, Undying Celestial Blade!"
Ye Chen's eyes lit up. An immortal weapon—finally his! Though unusable now, as even quasi-immortals could barely wield them, possessing one was another matter. Immortal weapons were why holy lands and ancient clans stood unshaken for eons. Hard to wield, but paired with arrays, their aura crushed foes, ensuring survival through weak eras. Even Great Saints couldn't withstand their might. Their importance was undeniable. But whose was the Undying Celestial Blade?
Ye Chen frowned, reading on: "Undying Celestial Blade: Immortal weapon forged by the Myriad Races' Undying Celestial Emperor, imnsely powerful."
Myriad Races' Undying Celestial Emperor?
Ye Chen was stunned. The Undying Celestial Emperor, after the Heavenly Emperor's ascension, descended from the Immortal Realm to kill him. That battle was brutal—the Emperor's body shattered repeatedly, barely suppressing him.
The Celestial Emperor, realizing defeat, fled through a heavenly gate, half his body crossing before being obliterated. His weapon, per the Heavenly Emperor, vanished in the temporal chaos. The Emperor's terror was clear, and his immortal weapon was extraordinary.
Ye Chen peered into his inner world. A bronze ancient coffin floated in the void, exuding desolation. Below, a golden staff with dragon patterns—the Compliant Golden-Hooped Rod—and a sword brimming with great killing aura—the Heavenly Emperor Sword—stood prominent.
Now, a divine blade joined them: the Undying Celestial Blade. Its ferocious pressure flooded the inner world, wild and murderous, unsettling even his immortal roots.
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Ye Chen marveled at its ferocity—worthy of a Myriad Races Emperor's weapon. But the bronze coffin quivered, and the blade's aura instantly retracted, settling humbly beneath, radiating simple immortal light.
Ye Chen raised an eyebrow. This bronze coffin was sothing else, making even an immortal weapon submit. Satisfied, he withdrew his mind, deeply content.
Seeing the immortal weapon up close, Ye Chen realized its terror surpassed his imagination—capable of annihilating heavens and earth, akin to a protective nuclear arsenal in the cultivation world. Owning one was a massive boon for the future.
The only pity was he couldn't use it yet. Even Extre Dao Weapons were currently out of reach, a real sha. Otherwise, wielding an Extre Dao Weapon in the Unity realm against foes limited to Dao Weapons would be like cutting vegetables—a dinsional slaughter. A dream for most cultivators, but not impossible.
The Armant Secret, among the Nine Secrets, was the supre art for weapon control. Mastered, it allowed perfect command of all divine weapons. At higher levels, it could briefly manipulate an opponent's weapon or even living beings. At its peak, with the right chance, it could seize an opponent's weapon—even Extre Dao Weapons or immortal ones. Most crucially, it enabled wielding higher-tier weapons early.
Normally, cultivators used weapons matching their realm—stronger ones were hard to control and less effective. But the Armant Secret reduced the cost, allowing near-perfect use of advanced weapons, like Extre Dao Weapons in late Unity or Immortal Weapons in the Mahayana realm. This was its magic.
Thus, Ye Chen craved the Armant Secret most—it could massively boost his combat power. Last ti, gifting Senior An the incomplete Movent Secret yielded two Nine Secrets. Now, with the fiancée's incomplete Healing Secret, the right opportunity might trigger the Armant Secret. He was brimming with anticipation.
This Great Shang Immortal City trip was a jackpot: an immortal weapon, the Devouring Heaven Demon Art, and the Healing Secret fragnt—pure profit. As for ambushing the Heavenly Intention Holy Son, Ye Chen took it seriously, planning to discuss it with the Holy Master. The Demon Art was terrifying; though fearless, he couldn't let Ying Tiansheng grow unchecked. It was ti to act. Plus, the fiancée gave too much—he couldn't refuse.
Ye Chen left Great Shang without incident and returned to the Holy Land, imdiately seeking the Holy Master. The Holy Master had excelled in the Great Yang Dynasty ruins ambush, killing many with ease, making him ideal for this.
At Cloud Summit Heaven Palace, Ye Chen briefed him on the ambush plan. Yi Qingwu advised against going early—both sides, including the First Nether Son, were likely prepared and would clash first. Heavenly Evolution Holy Land should wait, letting them exhaust each other, then strike to wipe them out.
Feng Baiyu raised an eyebrow, incredulous. "So, you're teaming up with Ying Tiansheng's fiancée to secretly kill him?"
Ye Chen, mid-tactic, froze as the Holy Master's words hit. He'd felt sothing off but hadn't dwelled on it. Now, it clicked!
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