Ye Xuan quickly put away the ‘Sage Book’ and looked at Ninth Young Master, “How soon can your family get here?”
Ninth Young Master glanced at Ye Xuan, “Right away!”
Ye Xuan nodded slightly.
Though he had Qin Guan’s 1.2 billion cosmic veins, he had to repay them!
One must have principles!
Otherwise, he’d just be a rogue!
After all, Qin Guan didn’t owe him anything!
In the distance, Ninth Young Master watched Ye Xuan silently.
He wasn’t sure if Ye Xuan would truly spare him, but at this moment, he had no choice but to trust him!
Two hundred million cosmic veins!
That was a fortune even for him, as he wasn’t the heir. Still, he could scrape it together!
In the distance, Ye Xuan sat cross-legged, eyes half-closed.
Cultivating!
His realm was now stable. Once he got the two hundred million cosmic veins, he’d aim for the Ancient Divine Realm!
Just then, the distant starry sky split open, and an old man stepped out!
Boom!
As he appeared, everything around turned illusory!
Ye Xuan opened his eyes to look at the old man, who, like Mu Zun before, was a powerhouse above the Ancient Divine Realm.
Seeing him, Ninth Young Master gave a slight bow, “Third Uncle!”
The old man glanced at Ninth Young Master, then at Ye Xuan, “You want two hundred million cosmic veins?”
Ye Xuan nodded.
The old man chuckled, “Interesting, truly interesting. Someone actually dares to threaten our clan, how fascinating!”
At this, Ye Xuan’s brows furrowed.
The old man suddenly said, “Release him, now!”
Ye Xuan turned to Ninth Young Master, whose face darkened, “Third Uncle, give him the money first!”
The old man seemed unconcerned, looking at Ye Xuan with a sneer, “Kill him? Even with ten thousand times the courage, would he dare?”
Ninth Young Master’s face grew grim, “Second Uncle, give him the money first, then we’ll talk!”
The old man frowned, “Little Nine, since when did you become so timid? With Third Uncle here, let’s see if he dares kill you!”
He turned to Ye Xuan, “Go on, try killing him!”
Ninth Young Master: “…”
Ye Xuan stayed silent.
The old man mocked, “What, scared?”
Ye Xuan looked at Ninth Young Master, sighing softly, “Ninth Young Master, farewell forever!”
Ninth Young Master tried to speak, but the sword light inside him suddenly exploded.
Boom!
Ninth Young Master’s soul and body were obliterated, completely erased.
Ninth Young Master: “…”
The old man was stunned!
He actually killed him?
He really did it?
Ye Xuan looked at the old man, shrugging, “You seem surprised!”
The old man roared in fury, pointing at Ye Xuan, trembling, “Do you know who he was?”
Ye Xuan said, “Ninth Young Master!”
The old man bellowed, “And?”
Ye Xuan shook his head, “Don’t know! He didn’t tell me!”
The old man’s face paled, “I thought you knew…”
He had been so bold because he assumed Ye Xuan knew Ninth Young Master’s background, giving him confidence that Ye Xuan wouldn’t dare kill him!
But he hadn’t expected Ye Xuan to be clueless!
Ye Xuan suddenly asked, “What’s your clan’s background? I’m a bit curious!”
The old man roared, “You dare kill my clan’s people, how dare you!”
Ye Xuan frowned, “I don’t even know your clan! I’ve never heard of it! Is it that impressive? If you’re so great, you should’ve told me! How am I supposed to know if you don’t say?”
The old man’s eyes bulged with rage, “You don’t even know our clan… you…”
Ye Xuan suddenly looked behind the old man, exclaiming, “Bloody hell, what’s that? It’s flying!”
The old man frowned, instinctively turning, and in that instant, his face changed drastically. He spun back as a sword light slashed at him.
Boom!
The old man was sent reeling back, and in that moment, nearly a thousand sword lights slashed at him one after another.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
In an instant, the old man was forced back tens of thousands of metres!
Boom!
Suddenly, a massive palm erupted from the sword lights, shattering countless blades. The old man appeared tens of thousands of metres away.
His face was grim, his body covered in dozens of deep sword marks, some exposing bone!
In the distance, Ye Xuan inwardly cursed his luck. He’d caught the old man off guard but still couldn’t kill him!
However, he gained an unexpected insight: though the old man was a realm above Ninth Young Master, his actual strength wasn’t much greater.
Clearly, despite being only in the Ancient Divine Realm, Ninth Young Master’s treasures made his combat power comparable to those above it.
Grinning slightly, Ye Xuan looked at the old man. Suddenly, the old man roared, leaping forward, clenching his fist, and throwing a punch at Ye Xuan!
Boom!
The starry sky trembled as a terrifying fist imprint, blazing with fire like a falling meteor, surged with overwhelming might.
Below, Ye Xuan remained calm, his palm opening as two fiery swords shot skyward.
Chaos Black Fire!
Boom!
When the swords struck the fist imprint, it shattered, scattering flames across the sky!
In the starry sky, the old man’s eyes filled with shock, “Chaos Black Fire… you actually took the Chaos Black Fire!”
Ye Xuan nodded.
The old man’s face twisted, “Do you know this Chaos Black Fire is my clan’s divine artifact? You dared kill our people and steal our divine artifact…”
Ye Xuan cut him off, “You were trying to kill me, so what should I do? Just stand there and let you? That’s not happening, right?”
The old man glared at Ye Xuan, “You’re done for! You’re finished!”
With that, he turned and vanished into the depths of the starry sky.
Ye Xuan blinked, “You’re not fighting anymore?”
No response came; the old man was gone.
Upon seeing the Chaos Black Fire, he knew he couldn’t handle this young man!
In fact, this young man might even kill him!
The Chaos Black Fire was too terrifying, capable of corroding even supreme divine artifacts, let alone his physical body.
So, he decisively chose to flee.
This kid wasn’t someone he could handle; better to escape.
In the starry sky, Ye Xuan watched the fleeing old man, surprised. He hadn’t expected him to just run.
Without dwelling on it, Ye Xuan turned and left.
When he returned to Xianbao Pavilion, Fu E and Xiao Lan sighed in relief. They hadn’t followed earlier because Ye Xuan had told them to guard Xianbao City.
They’d been on edge, but thankfully, Ye Xuan returned alive!
Ye Xuan glanced at them, smiling, “It’s fine now! But they’ll probably come back!”
He sighed helplessly.
It’s always the same, beat the young, and the old ones show up!
But that was fine; it gave him time to grow.
Time was what he needed most!
Moments later, Ye Xuan arrived at his cultivation spot in the starry sky, sitting cross-legged. He had to reach the Ancient Divine Realm!
This time, he wanted his strength to match his enemies. Why was he always getting thrashed? Because his power couldn’t keep up with their changes. He couldn’t let that happen again.
No more days of getting beaten!
With a thought, Ye Xuan opened his palm, revealing Ninth Young Master’s storage ring.
Inside were fifty million cosmic veins, plus some divine artifacts. The most powerful were the Imperial Divine Fan and the Chaos Black Fire. The other artifacts, though useless to him, could greatly boost Xianbao Academy’s overall strength.
He originally had sixty million cosmic veins, plus Qin Guan’s 1.2 billion and now these fifty million, totaling 1.31 billion. But he’d spent a full hundred million on sword techniques!
A hundred million!
Thinking of it, Ye Xuan felt a pang of pain!
The sword technique his father gave him was strong, but so costly!
No choice, though. Expensive or not, he had to master it.
It was his strongest trump card for now.
Snapping out of it, Ye Xuan looked at the fan. It was impressive, great for showing off, and maybe a gift for a girl if needed.
He stored the fan, then opened his palm, revealing two flames.
After being absorbed by his armour, Ye Xuan hadn’t let it destroy them but tamed them instead. Now, they were his to command!
These flames were terrifying!
Without the armour, he wouldn’t dare go near them. Ordinary forces couldn’t withstand the Chaos Black Fire!
What a haul!
Ye Xuan chuckled, stored the Chaos Black Fire, and activated the Great Dao Pen. With its help, he reached the Ancient Divine Realm!
Boom!
As his realm rose, his aura surged wildly.
Greedily inhaling, Ye Xuan spread his hands, a terrifying aura bursting from him, making the entire starfield boil.
Opening his eyes, they gleamed with excitement.
Power!
Reaching the Ancient Divine Realm multiplied his strength several times, an intoxicating surge!
But he wouldn’t lose himself in it.
This power came from the Great Dao Pen!
Without lingering, Ye Xuan focused, delving into the profound mysteries of the Ancient Divine Realm.
After some time, his brows furrowed.
The power of faith?
He realised the core of the Ancient Divine Realm was, surprisingly, the power of faith…
