The dust churned, and the wild wind raged.
Zhao Dejin and the others, who were prepared to escape, stood frozen on the spot, not daring to speak. They all stared dumbfoundedly at the three-headed flood dragon that crashed down like a felled tree.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The thunderous crash jolted Zhao Dejin and his companions from their blank minds into an abrupt awakening. For a mont, their gazes at Ye Qingchen were filled with shock.
Zhao Dejin’s mouth hung open in disbelief.
The other evil cultivators trembled internally and wished they could slap themselves. With their ager skills, how dare they mock soone like Ye Qingchen?
Only Zheng Jiuling showed a trace of wild joy in his eyes, unable to contain his laughter. With such abilities, what was there to fear in escaping the Valley of Life and Death?
Ye Qingchen slowly withdrew his right hand, his gaze sweeping over Zhao Dejin and his group, and said calmly:
"Now, do you believe?"
The evil cultivators froze, feeling as if their very souls were frozen by Ye Qingchen’s gaze.
"Thud!"
Without a mont’s hesitation, the sa evil cultivators who had earlier mocked Ye Qingchen knelt down decisively, prostrating as they greeted:
"Greetings, Mr. Ye!"
Their hearts were in turmoil, never having felt so complex before.
Earlier.
Zheng Jiuling had said that Ye Qingchen ca for the three-headed demon dragon, which to them, seed like a re joke. How could a lad in the Human Immortal Second Layer qualify to face such a creature?
But now, witnessing Ye Qingchen’s dragon-slaying stance, they realized they were just frogs at the bottom of a well!
Under the unrivaled ferocity of soone like Ye Qingchen, what were they?
Thinking of this, Zhao Dejin sighed deeply and had to bow again:
"Mr. Ye, your divine might reaches the heavens; we submit to you. From this day forth, White Bone Ridge is yours, and we shall follow your lead. Should you command, we will obey without question!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the other evil cultivators quickly reacted, hurriedly bowing:
"Mr. Ye!"
"Mr. Ye!" "Mr. Ye!" "Mr. Ye!"
Facing such a fierce god, how could they dare entertain any other thoughts? All they wished for was to survive and keep their lives.
However, Ye Qingchen disregarded them, focusing entirely on the three-headed demon dragon.
’As expected of an ancient Demon King! Its Qi Blood is imnsely strong, beyond my imagination. If in the outside world, it would at least be a Human Immortal Seventh or Eighth Layer existence; who would’ve thought I’d profit from it!’
Ye Qingchen’s gaze swept over the carcass of the three-headed demon dragon, nodding in satisfaction.
To know.
These three-headed demon dragons lived for at least a thousand years, their Qi Blood was enormous, and their flesh was filled with energy. If an ordinary person took a bite, they could instantly leap to the Profound Pill Realm of a Martial Artist.
But consuming it directly would be too wasteful. Ye Qingchen had prepared nurous Heavenly and Earthly Treasures, perfect as dicinal guides for refining a great dicine.
Thinking of this.
Ye Qingchen decided to act imdiately.
But since alchemy was required, naturally, so subordinates were needed to handle everything. Although Zhao Dejin and his group were insufficient in strength, they were more than enough to be fire-burning boys. With just a word, Zhao Dejin and his companions stripped the demon dragon’s flesh and blood completely.
And Ye Qingchen needed to exert nothing.
He only allowed Zhao Dejin and his group to enter White Bone Ridge for cultivation, which moved them to tears.
Previously, White Bone Ridge was occupied by the three-headed demon dragon; they dared not venture deep, only stealing a breath of Spiritual Qi from the periphery. Now they could walk in openly.
As for Old Ghost Mu, who was almost smashed to death by the demon dragon’s tail, Zheng Jiuling risked his life to plead for a pill from Ye Qingchen. That single pill revived the ailing Old Ghost Mu, making him lively once more.
Witnessing this scene made everyone more devotedly worshipful of Ye Qingchen.
"Today, I can start alchemy!"
Due to the ager Spiritual Qi in White Bone Ridge, Ye Qingchen had made considerable preparations.
At this mont, placed before him was the Crimson Mist Cauldron, a cauldron fused with Celestial Fire teorite Iron. It seed to transform from a lifeless object into a ’living’ thing. With each alchemy session, it grew slightly; now, reaching three ters tall, combined with the raging flas outside, it resembled a miniature ’Fla Mountain’!
All of the demon dragon’s flesh was contained within the Crimson Mist Cauldron.
Zheng Jiuling watched as Ye Qingchen constantly retrieved Heavenly and Earthly Treasures from the Void Ring, including the Creation Lotus Seed and the Golden Jade Bodhi... When he pulled out a pile of Spirit Stones, Zheng Jiuling’s eyes almost popped out.
"Goodness, could Mr. Ye be an illegitimate son of a Supre Elder?"
The other evil cultivators nearly bit their tongues.
"Even top-tier Human Immortals might not have such profound resources as Mr. Ye!"
Zhao Dejin’s face was full of bitterness.
Zhao Dejin, the real na of Old Ghost Zhao. After Ye Qingchen took over White Bone Ridge, he secretly inquired about Ye Qingchen’s background from Zheng Jiuling. Upon hearing from Zheng Jiuling, he was drenched in a cold sweat.
He destroyed the Ten Thousand Gods Sect, killed the remnant soul of Venerable Yin Mountain, and incapacitated the Law Enforcent Team...
What a fierce man!
After learning about this, Zhao Dejin and the others finally understood Ye Qingchen’s terrifying nature, adopting a cautious approach. Even those evil cultivators who harbored dissatisfaction no longer dared to act out and were thoroughly convinced.
However, Ye Qingchen was indifferent.
All of his focus was on the Crimson Mist Cauldron in front of him.
"Crack!"
Beside him, Zheng Jiuling continuously took out Spirit Stones and placed them under the furnace.
Listening to the sound of Spirit Stones cracking, Zheng Jiuling’s heart bled. The Valley of Life and Death was too scarce on resources; even Ye Qingchen found it challenging to perform alchemy with such depleted Spiritual Qi.
These Spirit Stones contained abundant Spiritual Qi to fuel the flas. Spirit Stones were also the currency in the Kunlun Realm. In less than an incense stick’s ti, they burned up the equivalent of a Celestial Tier weapon — an extre extravagance.
"Mr. Ye, won’t the investnt in this cauldron of pills be too great?"
Zheng Jiuling expressed so concern.
"Heh, what do you know?"
Ye Qingchen chuckled lightly, forming a spell under Zheng Jiuling’s puzzled gaze.
Boom!
Instantly, the flas surged, transforming into three flood dragons that danced around the alchemy furnace. An exquisite fragrance wafted through the air. Slling this aroma, Zheng Jiuling felt a tremor throughout his body, as if his own cultivation had surged.
"This..."
Zheng Jiuling’s eyes widened in disbelief.
Yet Ye Qingchen simply smiled faintly, "This cauldron of pills is the culmination of my efforts! If it fails, I won’t be able to start a second batch for three to five years!"
"With Mr. Ye’s thods, success is certain!" Zheng Jiuling exclaid with admiration.
"Really? It’s not that easy!"
Ye Qingchen smirked coldly, a hint of chill in his eyes.
Hearing this, Zheng Jiuling’s eyes showed curiosity. But seeing Ye Qingchen unwilling to say more, he suppressed his doubts.
However, as Ye Qingchen was engaged in alchemy, the entire Valley of Life and Death was in an uproar. Countless gazes focused on this valley, previously unknown to outsiders!
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