Hehe!
Ye Wuchen finally cracked a smile, chatting merrily with Xie Buruo.
Though he knew these three top-tier divine mines were far from Xie Buruo’s limit, pushing too hard would backfire—meals should be eaten bite by bite, and meat carved slice by slice.
If he cut too deep now, what would be left for Brother Yi to carve later?
So, he’d settle for modest gains and leave the rest to Brother Yi’s expertise!
After reluctantly parting with three of the Divine Realm’s top hundred mines, Xie Buruo felt a surge of optimism and eagerly asked, "Young friend Wuchen, I’m truly curious—who is this person you fear so much? Could you elaborate?"
Ye Wuchen’s eyes flickered. Instead of answering immediately, he leisurely poured himself a cup of wine.
With business concluded, it was time to indulge!
A connoisseur of fine liquor, he had been hiding earlier, watching Ye Ancai guzzle this exquisite brew like a beast—such a waste! It had nearly driven him mad.
"Mmm... divine wine!"
After savoring it, Ye Wuchen finally sighed, "Brother Xie, why did you have to provoke him? To be frank, this man is my backer. His strength is unfathomable, and he’s... let’s say, bold.
"He never holds grudges—he settles them on the spot. If he can’t, and it sticks in his mind? Well... you’re in for a world of pain."
Xie Buruo’s face twisted with regret. "A moment of folly, sheer folly! I had a life-or-death choice before me, but I misstepped. Now, with calamity looming, I see my mistake too late..."
Ye Wuchen studied him closely, then mused, "Out of curiosity, what’s your cultivation realm?"
Honestly, though Xie Buruo suppressed his aura, the pressure he exuded... paled in comparison to the eighty-one Chaos Prismatic Beads hanging around Ye Wuchen’s neck.
In other words, Brother Yi’s five-star avatar could crush him. Would Xie Buruo even survive the encounter?
Xie Buruo found his gaze odd but humbly replied, "I’ve only reached the Fate-Weaving Great Luo stage."
"Oh, then you’ll be fine." Ye Wuchen relaxed.
According to Brother Yi’s intel, Great Luo cultivators were durable. If Xie Buruo endured Brother Yi’s venting, showed proper remorse, and had Ye Wuchen put in a good word—well, Brother Yi wasn’t unreasonable.
"Are you sure?" Xie Buruo still felt uneasy.
He’d hurled some vicious insults earlier, and his survival instincts had slapped him repeatedly. Could such a dire omen really be defused so easily?
"Absolutely!" Ye Wuchen nodded, refilling his cup.
"Young friend, for that reassurance, let me gift you another treasure—" Xie Buruo began rummaging gratefully.
"No need!" Ye Wuchen waved him off, straightening. "He’s coming."
The moment he spoke, the eighty-one Chaos Prismatic Beads around his neck shimmered to life, radiating ethereal light.
Having set his schemes in the Immortal Realm and ensured no loose ends, Chen Yi finally diverted his attention back to his avatar in the Divine Realm.
"Xie Buruo... we meet at last."
Chen Yi’s gaze locked onto Xie Buruo as his lips curled into a smirk.
"Brother Yi, I admit I spoke a bit too boldly back then... I... I’ll kowtow to you..."
In an instant, Xie Buruo’s scalp tingled, his back drenched in cold sweat as an overwhelming pressure bore down on him, bending his once-proud spine until he nearly dropped to his knees.
"Did I tell you to kneel?!"
Chen Yi’s voice thundered, the terrifying will of his five-star avatar surging forth, instantly locking Xie Buruo in place, rendering his body rigid.
Fate-Transcending Great Dao!
What was Fate-Transcending?
Simply put, it meant surpassing one’s own predetermined destiny and forging an entirely new path of fate, rendering all past and future illusions—only the present remained real!
In other words, only what he willed to be real would become real. What he rejected as false would remain mere illusion.
This made him an absolute anomaly—a being whose mechanics had to be suppressed immediately. If allowed to enter his Fate-Transcending state, capturing him would become nearly impossible.
After all, while Chen Yi could decipher such mechanics, he wasn’t adept at wielding them himself. Worse, this was only an avatar—lacking the necessary countermeasures or mechanism-sealing artifacts.
Xie Buruo’s entire body stiffened, a suffocating sensation coiling around him like a python.
Though he could forcibly activate the Primordial Origin Mirror and borrow his master’s power to escape...
He didn’t dare!
Every instinct in his body screamed at him, slapping him with the warning: Do not do this!
Cornered, he could only cast a desperate plea toward Ye Wuchen.
Young friend, you promised I’d be fine!
Ye Wuchen immediately stepped forward with righteous fervor. "Boss, he’s contributed significant resources to this realm’s development. Spare him, please!"
Having received considerable benefits himself, Ye Ancai couldn’t stay silent either. "Yeah, Boss, I agree!"
"Oh?"
Chen Yi’s interest was piqued. His gaze darkened as he studied the man who’d once dared to berate him. "Hmm... I’m craving fish. You’re rich, aren’t you? Let’s see what you’ve got."
Unlike Ye Wuchen and Ye Ancai, he knew the truth.
This was the last hope of the Divine Realm—the personal disciple of its Supreme Sovereign. How could someone who survived the apocalypse not be loaded with treasures?
One thing was certain: based on historical fragments from the River of Time, Chen Yi had confirmed that the Supreme Sovereign’s life-bound artifact was still in Xie Buruo’s possession.
A Chaos Supreme Treasure—intact, no less—on par with the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk!
With such a treasure, snatching the Golden Dragon back from Wuji’s grasp would be child’s play.
But he had to tread carefully. The Divine Realm’s alliance was crucial for the coming war against the Celestial Realm. If the Divine Realm’s Heavenly Key sensed his ulterior motives, negotiations would collapse.
No choice—if he wanted to eat the fish, he had to pick out the bones first!
So he’d seized this chance, letting Ye Wuchen pave the way while he stepped in "naturally." No one could fault him for it.
Blame Xie Buruo. If he hadn’t provoked this, Chen Yi wouldn’t have this golden opportunity to bleed him dry.
"W-what kind of ‘strength’ do you want to see?" Xie Buruo stammered, drenched in sweat.
He felt like he’d walked into a trap—but couldn’t be sure.
Still, causing trouble meant paying to fix it... That was only fair!
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esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
