Heaven's Retribution Sect

"A special constitution...?" Hearing Ye Chuan's words, the man was clearly taken aback. He hesitated for a moment, evidently unaware of what this so-called "special constitution" even meant.

But it wasn’t likely that this senior before him would deceive him—after all, he had nothing to his name, nothing worth coveting.

As for his appearance...

The man touched his own face.

Ye Chuan could tell the confusion on the man’s face wasn’t feigned, so he propped his chin on his hand and smiled. "It’s fine if you don’t know."

Earlier, while the man was unconscious, Ye Chuan had used his investigative technique on him.

[Name: Xiao Fan

Strength: Crystal Realm Great Perfection

Constitution: Primordial Divine Body Gold (Inactive)]

The investigative technique was quite useful, especially since Ye Chuan had occasionally upgraded it, increasing its proficiency. It could reveal basic information like this.

Though when facing opponents of higher cultivation realms, its effectiveness seemed limited.

Primordial Divine Body.

Ye Chuan hadn’t drawn any information about this constitution when he was pulling for new ones, but among the highest-tier rewards in the pool, he had seen something called the "Primordial Sacred Body"—a peerless constitution.

Divine Body and Sacred Body—probably just a single tier apart, right?

Did that mean there was a chance to upgrade its quality in the future?

"This junior, Xiao Fan, from Dongshan Village, thanks Senior for your assistance." The man clasped his fists and bowed deeply, the bald patch on his head particularly noticeable.

Strong, but bald.

Ye Chuan pretended not to notice. "Earlier, you mentioned saving your beloved. I helped you because I saw you as a man of sentiment."

"Yes." Xiao Fan hesitated but continued, "Senior, this entire area is under the influence of the Heaven’s Condemnation Sect. It’s said their reclusive Ancestral Elder possesses the cultivation of the Spirit Transformation Realm. Please be careful."

"Pfft, just Spirit Transformation." Ye Chuan waved his hand dismissively.

Even before his breakthrough, he could have beaten such opponents, let alone now. Ye Chuan was invincible within his own realm.

"Just... Spirit Transformation?"

Xiao Fan’s expression froze for a moment, feeling as if he had stumbled upon incredible luck—being saved by such a powerful figure.

"By the way, how did you end up provoking the Heaven’s Condemnation Sect?" Ye Chuan shifted the topic.

Xiao Fan sighed and explained slowly, "My childhood sweetheart was afflicted with a rare poison. I sought physicians everywhere, but none could cure her. Eventually, I learned that a certain spiritual herb in this region could neutralize the toxin."

"But just as I found the herb and was about to pick it, disciples of the Heaven’s Condemnation Sect spotted me. They demanded I hand it over... and when I refused, they destroyed the herb outright..."

"Over a single herb, they sent multiple people to hunt you down?" Ye Chuan raised an eyebrow, sensing something off.

Xiao Fan’s face flushed with slight embarrassment. He coughed before adding in a low voice, "Well... during the altercation, this junior accidentally killed two or three of their disciples. That’s why they pursued me relentlessly."

"Accidentally," huh?

Impressive, but not quite.

Ye Chuan understood but didn’t call him out. He simply waved his hand. "Alright, enough talk. You can go now."

"G-go?" Xiao Fan’s head snapped up, disbelief written all over his face.

He stood frozen for a moment before tentatively asking, "This junior... can really leave? You don’t intend to keep me for something?"

For what?

What could you even do?

At least Ade Mi could break through and gift him a constitution to boost his cultivation.

Though his name had "Chuan" in it, he wasn’t that kind of guy.

"Or what? Stay for tea?" Ye Chuan retorted, a teasing lilt in his voice. "Or do you want to enroll in my Human Emperor Banner’s cultivation cram school?"

"N-no, that’s not it!" Xiao Fan hastily waved his hands and turned to leave on his sword.

But just as he channeled his spiritual energy, Ye Chuan’s voice called out from behind, "Wait."

Xiao Fan stiffened, his heart tightening—had the senior changed his mind?

But when he turned back, he saw Ye Chuan toss a small jade vial toward him. It traced a graceful arc through the air before landing securely in his palm.

"This is...?" Xiao Fan clutched the warm vial, puzzled.

"Some leftover pills inside. Not the highest grade, but they should be enough to cure your childhood sweetheart’s poison." Ye Chuan’s tone was casual, as if he were handing over something utterly mundane.

"Just curing an illness—no need to make it so complicated."

Xiao Fan’s hand trembled slightly around the vial, his eyes reddening instantly.

He bowed deeply once more, his voice choked with emotion. "May I ask Senior’s name? This junior will surely repay this kindness in the future!"

"Jade Void Sect, Heavenly Venerable Ye." Ye Chuan replied coolly.

Xiao Fan engraved the name into his heart, gave Ye Chuan one last profound look, then activated his sword and vanished into the horizon like a streak of light.

Ye Chuan watched him go, a faint smile playing on his lips. Doing good deeds was all well and good, but it never hurt to boost his Qian Shuang’s sect’s reputation.

After all, he’d definitely have to rebuild the sect someday.

Just as he was about to resume his journey, a furious roar exploded beside his ears.

"Hmph, where do you think you’re running?!"

In the next instant, several sharp auras locked onto Ye Chuan, forcing him to pause mid-step.

Ye Chuan raised an eyebrow, a flicker of surprise in his eyes. "Oh? Someone actually dares to come after me?"

The next moment, he felt the surrounding space sealed by an overwhelming spiritual force, the very air seeming to solidify.

Three figures materialized from the void. At their forefront was a white-haired elder, clad in robes embroidered with the insignia of the Heaven’s Condemnation Sect. He glared down at Ye Chuan with undisguised killing intent.

"So it was you who slaughtered my Heaven’s Condemnation Sect’s disciples and outer sect elders?!"

"Come down first." Ye Chuan lifted his gaze slightly, his tone indifferent yet brooking no argument.

"Youngster, who do you think you are to order me down?" The elder snorted coldly, instantly unleashing his Nascent Soul Realm cultivation. A terrifying surge of spiritual energy erupted into the sky, painting the heavens with radiant hues as if to envelop the entire firmament.

"A mere rogue cultivator—today, I’ll teach you the consequences of provoking the Heaven’s Condemnation Sect!"

"Get down." Ye Chuan couldn’t be bothered with further words. He raised his hand and struck out with a single palm.

A mere wisp of his Spirit Transformation Realm aura leaked out—and instantly, the three Heaven’s Condemnation Sect cultivators paled, their spiritual energy spiraling out of control!

Like puppets with their strings cut, they plummeted from the sky and crashed heavily onto the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The white-haired elder struggled to his feet, his face a mask of shock as he stared at Ye Chuan, his tone now laced with deference.

"You... you? Fellow Daoist, could there be some misunderstanding here?"

"What misunderstanding?" Ye Chuan said flatly. "Weren’t you here to avenge your sect members? I’m right here."