Chapter 943 - 446: Zhiwei Must Also Evolve!

Wuyang Palace.

Heart-Refining Hall, Thunder Pool.

Just as recorded in the Memory Stone, a certain master submitted.

It was an inevitable matter.

As the saying goes, under someone else’s roof, one cannot but lower their head.

Moreover...

The Thunder Pool of Wuyang Palace has quite a fragrance.

"Whew—"

Chen Ye opened his eyes, exhaled a long breath of turbid air, and felt the pure spiritual power within him surging like a river breaking its banks, secretly amazed.

The current Duqing Divine Son is only at the Foundation Establishment Middle Period.

Yet, the gains from cultivating with her were even more than cultivating with Sushu, equivalent to years of hard training.

Although Chen Ye had reached the eighth level of Foundation Establishment not long ago,

now, he’s firmly grounded in this realm, his foundation extraordinarily solid, even his physical body’s energy and blood levels are several degrees higher than before.

These eight days have been richly rewarding!

Not to mention the Duqing Divine Son’s delicate and gentle physique, essentially a pure yin body.

Anyway you look at it, Chen Ye didn’t seem at a loss.

"Ah... big brother, what kind of monster are you?"

Beside him, the water splashed.

A young girl’s pale arm softly hooked around Chen Ye’s neck.

Her exquisitely beautiful face couldn’t hide the flush, and her eyes were moist.

Looking closely, her arm was slightly trembling, showing the girl’s exhaustion.

In these eight days of sparring, the dignified Divine Son of the Emotion Crossing Sect was utterly defeated.

Chen Ye’s physique was already equivalent to a humanoid beast, coupled with his terrifying regenerating power, he’s practically a tireless perpetual motion machine.

Therefore, Qin Jiayi’s fate was as Chen Ye anticipated.

Chen Ye glanced at her indifferently, casually flicking his wrist outward.

"Crack! Crack!"

The chains entwined at his side shattered inch by inch under Chen Ye’s slight exertion, turning into powder and falling into the pool water!

These chains, if you could call them chains, were really just symbolic of ensnaring him.

Previously, Chen Ye had no choice but to endure humiliation under someone’s roof.

Interestingly enough.

At the time, Chen Ye thought falling into the hands of this demoness, the other party would surely use some sinister harvesting technique.

Yet, after these eight days, Qin Jiayi’s cultivation technique provided him substantial benefits instead.

But upon careful reflection, it seems reasonable?

This Duqing Divine Son isn’t an ordinary person; she’s the legendary Lord Luoxiao, a top figure in the Cultivation Realm.

Practicing with her naturally brings plenty of advantages.

"Big brother..."

Qin Jiayi looked at the chains shattered by Chen Ye effortlessly, gently biting her tender lower lip, her voice soft,

"You really are heartless, wearing Jiayi out so much she can’t even get up; are you planning to just leave now?"

Chen Ye was unmoved and unceremoniously extended his hand to push the young girl clinging to him away:

"Your Highness’s ’gift,’ I naturally hold dear. But it’s been several days, and it’s time to stop. My few disciples are probably waiting anxiously at home; if I don’t return soon, those little girls won’t know how worried they’ll be."

In his mind, he calculated his absence for a full eight days; Zhiwei, always calm, was alright, but Qing Jun and Jin’er must be worried sick.

Fortunately.

To ease Chen Ye’s concerns, Qin Jiayi had already sent someone to inform his disciples that he was delayed by matters.

"Ah, big brother is such a partial master, only caring about those little girls in his heart."

Qin Jiayi pouted and stood up from the Thunder Pool, water droplets sliding down her mutton-fat jade-like skin,

"Rest assured, Jiayi keeps her promises. I’ve already sent someone to Cold Scale Mansion to inform them, saying big brother felt a breakthrough in cultivation and is in seclusion cultivating. Oh, and Jiayi specifically praised them for taking such good care of you."

What’s meant by praising the disciples for taking good care of oneself.

Chen Ye was baffled.

But before he could ponder further, Qin Jiayi suddenly hid her smile and softly said:

"But, big brother, you came to the Emotion Crossing Sect just for Bai Li, didn’t you?"

Hearing this, Chen Ye sneered coldly:

"Why would Your Highness say that? Wasn’t it you who told me Brother Bai was in the Emotion Crossing Sect?"

The young girl covered her lips and giggled, her laughter like a swaying flower:

"Ah, big brother, don’t get angry. If I hadn’t used Bai Li as bait, how could big brother easily leave Lingyin Sect by merely staying with your precious disciples, willingly coming to Jiayi?"

"Jiayi has gone to great lengths for big brother."

Chen Ye frowned, no longer wishing to listen to the ravings of this demoness.

He stepped onto the shore and gestured, the torn gray robe flying back onto his body.

"Enough talk. Where exactly are Brother Bai’s remains?" Chen Ye asked coldly.

Qin Jiayi lazily lay by the pool, her jade arms folded under her delicate chin, half-smiling, pointing towards a certain direction deep within Wuyang Palace:

"In the Lock Soul Abyss behind the mountain."

"But big brother, Bai Li was a Golden Core Sword Cultivator; even in death, the sword bones in his body are a rare treasure for thousands of years. If I hadn’t stopped Divine Venerable initially, it would’ve been turned into a supreme sword corpse."

"Yet... Jiayi’s influence is limited, merely able to delay temporarily. But Divine Venerable has long coveted Bai Li’s remains, watching closely..."

Lock Soul Abyss?

Hearing Qin Jiayi’s words, Chen Ye frowned slightly.

Apparently,

to rescue his father-in-law, he must first face the Emotion Crossing Sect’s Divine Venerable.

Golden Core Divine Venerable.

For the current Chen Ye, these four words are like an insurmountable mountain.

No matter how deep his foundation or how strong his physique, the divide between Foundation Establishment and Golden Core realms cannot be ignored.

Especially since this is the base of the Emotion Crossing Sect, surely littered with lethal formations in the Lock Soul Abyss.