What Kind of Horse is Nima

The Myriad Soul Banner coughed a few times, speaking in a tone that was arrogant and patronizing.

"While those two pieces of trash are fighting, let's have a simple interview."

Even though it was clearly just a banner without a nose or eyes, hearing the words coming from its grating voice made Chen Yi really want to beat it up.

Seeing that Chen Yi remained silent, the Myriad Soul Banner assumed the interview had begun.

"First of all, the form of address has to change. What Myriad Soul Banner this, Myriad Soul Banner that? When we're out and about, use a respectful title. Call me Immortal Venerable Wan.

Also, don't say anything about me 'following you.' This isn't acknowledging a master; it's called cooperation, understand?

Alright, next, to deepen our mutual understanding, I have a few simple little questions to ask you."

Chen Yi began to brew his fighting spirit.

"What's your cultivation level?"

"Just reached the Golden Body Realm."

"Already at the Golden Body Realm? So young? You must have taken a Face Retaining Pill... Then, what about your bone structure and innate talent?"

"Low-tier."

"Earth-tier? Tsk..."

"It's low-tier."

"Low-tier? Good, good, good!"

God knows what kind of dirty tricks this guy was brewing in its stomach.

It seemed to prefer him having poor talent and low cultivation.

Was it because such people were more desperate to become stronger, making them easier to fool in its eyes?

"One more question..."

His fighting spirit was fully brewed, and the 'Foreign Race Daddy' trait activated!

Too lazy to waste any more breath on the Myriad Soul Banner, Chen Yi yanked it out of the grave.

"Pop~"

Just like pulling up a radish.

Aiming at the surface of the banner, Chen Yi unleashed a flurry of fierce punches.

"Acting! Acting! Who gave you the right to act so arrogant!

'Caught your attention'! 'Interview'! 'Immortal Venerable'?!

You really think you're some big shot!

Even if you're an immortal artifact, you're still just a tool! You were forged by humans to assist in cultivation and combat! And you want to usurp your master?!"

Being beaten up didn't hurt the Myriad Soul Banner, but it was incredibly humiliating.

The main issue was that this specific banner it had carefully selected was being battered to pieces by Chen Yi!

Thus, in a fit of rage!

It just raged for a second.

"What's going on?! What kind of freak are you???"

The Myriad Soul Banner realized that the ultimate killing move it had unleashed with all its might, Soul Suppression, had absolutely no effect on Chen Yi!

Since the Myriad Soul Banner hadn't acknowledged a master yet, its independent actions were heavily restricted. Coupled with the loss of its main body, the artifact spirit was also in a state of decay.

Therefore, after just this single move...

It was done for. It was completely burned out.

"Hey, hey, hey! Why are you taking this so seriously? I was just joking with you!"

Seeing Chen Yi gradually transition from physical blows to martial arts, even mobilizing his vital energy to use techniques capable of damaging soul bodies, the Myriad Soul Banner started to panic.

It wasn't afraid of physical attacks because it was merely a mass of spirit.

But it definitely had to endure magical attacks!

"Are you going to acknowledge me as your master or not?!"

"I will, I will! Your Excellency is incredibly awesome, simply a role model for my generation! I absolutely acknowledge you!"

"Call me Master!"

"Master... Why does this feel so weirdly shameful..."

Chen Yi cut his finger to draw blood, dripping it onto the white banner.

At the same time, following the master-acknowledging process he had mastered in the simulation, he began to circulate his cultivation, mobilizing his three energies to perform the binding ritual with the Myriad Soul Banner.

The Myriad Soul Banner was surprised once again.

"No way? Bro? How are you so proficient at this?"

Chen Yi ignored it.

Nearby, Zhao Long and Zhao Hu had already decided the victor of their battle.

Zhao Long proved to be the more skilled fighter, slitting his younger brother's throat with a short sword.

He kicked Zhao Hu's corpse aside with a look of disdain.

"Hmph! When father was alive, he always favored you. More than half of the family's assets were in your hands!

The woman I clearly had my eyes on, father gave to you!

Now that you're dead, your wealth, your wives, and your concubines are all mine!

Hahahaha!"

Zhao Long turned his head, focused his gaze, and found that the Myriad Soul Banner was already in Chen Yi's grasp.

Zhao Long's expression turned cold and fierce. The short sword in his hand gleamed with a chilling light as he approached step by step.

"Where did you come from, you wet-behind-the-ears brat? You can't handle this fortunate encounter. Hand over that white banner to me right now, and I can give you a shop in Goose City, allowing you to live as a wealthy man!"

Chen Yi gently raised his right hand, and a divine dragon made of flames roared out from his right arm.

"Roar—"

Amidst the dragon's roar, Zhao Long was swallowed by the fire dragon, turning into a pile of charred remains on the ground.

"Noisy."

Having completed the binding process with the Myriad Soul Banner, Chen Yi gave it a gentle wave, drawing Zhao Long's dissipating soul into the banner.

It was refined in an instant!

"You demonic cultivator, you'll die a miserable..."

Zhao Long's soul let out a miserable shriek. Before he could even finish his curse, he was transformed into soul power, nourishing the Myriad Soul Banner and feeding back into Chen Yi.

Although it wasn't much.

Even a mosquito's leg is still meat.

At the Golden Body Realm, Chen Yi's usage of the Myriad Soul Banner was noticeably much more tyrannical than when he had first acquired it in the simulation.

This was because the power of a spiritual artifact depended not only on the artifact's own strength but also on the user's power, which affected how much of the artifact's potential could be unleashed.

It was like the same sword in the hands of a soldier versus a three-year-old child. Could it be the same?

Chen Yi's smooth and flowing operation left the Myriad Soul Banner utterly dumbfounded.

"Bro? Have we cooperated before?"

On second thought, the Myriad Soul Banner reconsidered.

That's not right.

Everyone who has ever cooperated with me has been sucked dry by me, right?

Could he be my master from before my main body was destroyed?

When the Myriad Soul Banner's main body was destroyed, the artifact spirit had also suffered heavy damage and lost a portion of its memories.

But its main body was destroyed many years ago. Looking at Chen Yi's appearance and cultivation, it was impossible for him to have lived that long.

Chen Yi fabricated an excuse, claiming that he was naturally gifted at manipulating artifacts.

One person and one banner were finally officially acquainted in reality.

Just like in the simulation, the Myriad Soul Banner had the same exact nasty attitude. As soon as it opened its mouth, it tried to instigate Chen Yi into committing a massacre.

"Bro..."

"Call me Master."

"Master bro, do you see that Goose City up ahead? A small county town with a population of less than thirty thousand, and its strongest martial artist is only at the Soul Quenching Realm!

Go for it! With your Golden Body Realm cultivation and this banner's variety of silky-smooth little combos, we can slaughter the entire city within a day! By then, we will obtain tens of thousands of fresh and delicious departed souls!

Give me a little more time to slowly refine them, and we'll split the resulting soul power thirty-seventy!

When the time comes, your cultivation will skyrocket, and my spirit body will also be able to slowly recover!"

The Myriad Soul Banner's tone was filled with extreme seduction.

However, Chen Yi remained completely unmoved.

"May I ask how we'll get away after we finish killing everyone?"

"Run, of course! Run far away, and then make our move at the next place!"

"Do you think the imperial court is dead? Do you think those martial artists who clamor all day about acting on behalf of heaven are dead?"

"Simple! I have nine methods to evade pursuit and nineteen methods to drag righteous martial artists down with us! Don't worry, just make your move!"

Chen Yi rolled his eyes at it and said very formally,

"Remember this: we only kill demons, and when we kill people, we only kill those who deserve to die and won't bring us any trouble."

The Zhao Long from just now was undoubtedly someone who deserved to die.

Regardless of his character, whether he was a good person or a bad one.

He had seen Chen Yi, so how could Chen Yi possibly let him live?

The Myriad Soul Banner was just about to continue persuading him.

Nearby, the black horse that Chen Yi had ridden all the way here unexpectedly knelt before him and even spoke in human language.

"Master! Please don't kill me!!"

Chen Yi said in surprise, "You can speak?"

Myriad Soul Banner: "Damn, even a horse can talk now? What the f*ck kind of horse is this?"