Chapter 1169: Reincarnation Again

Chapter 1169: Another Reincarnation

This stall wasn't particularly large, but it had a wide array of items for sale, including dan medicine, magical tools, and secret scrolls.

As for the stall owner, it was surprisingly another sleazy old man, with hair that was miraculously messy like a bird's nest. Ye Chen strongly suspected that whenever there was a stall with treasures, the owner always seemed to have this kind of demeanor.

“Small friend, you have good taste. All the items here are treasures,” the sleazy old man said earnestly, stroking his beard.

“I can see that,” Ye Chen replied, already picking up a small cauldron. This small cauldron wasn't particularly remarkable, just about the size of a palm, plain and unadorned, exuding a natural aura with an indescribable Dao essence.

The reason Ye Chen took a liking to this small cauldron was that he already owned one identical to it.

His small cauldron had been obtained years ago during a trip with Xiong Er to Tianxuan Gate for an auction, and they had teamed up to take down a Zhen Yang Jing expert. From that cauldron, he had refined a drop of Mo Xue, which had allowed him to first unlock the demonic path and defeat Lv Zhi.

Jiang Taixu had once said that the cauldron was no ordinary item.

Over the years, Ye Chen had always carried it with him and knew it was exceptional. He never expected to find an identical one here today.

“Ten thousand Yuan Shi, no haggling,” the sleazy old man said, seeing Ye Chen's fascination.

“One thousand,” Ye Chen countered, holding up five fingers.

“You can't bargain like that,” the sleazy old man grumbled, grimacing.

“It's just one thousand,” Ye Chen scratched his ear and said. He had brought plenty of Yuan Shi, but money was money, no matter how little, and even a small fly was still meat—he'd haggle where he could, no questions asked.

“Nine thousand,” the sleazy old man gestured with a nine.

Ye Chen said nothing and simply held up two fingers.

The sleazy old man glanced at Ye Chen and then gestured with an eight.

Ye Chen shook his head and held up three fingers.

The sleazy old man glanced at him again and gestured with a seven.

And so, the two of them didn't say a word, just kept gesturing back and forth. Onlookers were baffled—those who knew what was happening thought they were bargaining, while those who didn't might have assumed they were playing finger-guessing games.

After some time, they both made an OK sign to each other.

Ye Chen took the small cauldron and left five thousand Yuan Shi for the sleazy old man. It was lucky the old man didn't know its true value; if he did, forget five thousand, even fifty thousand Yuan Shi might not have been enough to buy it.

After leaving the stall, Ye Chen continued wandering around the city.

It wasn't until late at night that he returned, fully loaded, to the inn where Yan Chixia was staying.

Back in his room, Ye Chen pulled out all the magical tools he had acquired that day, piling them up like a small mountain—spirit realms, bronze furnaces, killing swords, treasure seals, and more, all shimmering with divine light.

Buzz!

With a hum, the Hun Dun Shen Ding was summoned, hovering above the pile of magical tools.

Swallow!

As Ye Chen uttered a light command, the Hun Dun Shen Ding hummed again, its pressure immensely heavy, crushing the various tools to pieces. The pure essence from the tools seeped out in strands and was completely absorbed by it.

Ye Chen glanced over, then took out the small cauldron he had just bought, along with the one he already owned.

The two small cauldrons floated before him, identical in shape, size, engraved patterns, and aura. Ye Chen was certain they had been crafted by the same person.

Buzz! Buzz!

The two cauldrons seemed to sense each other, both buzzing and trembling, as if in joy or excitement.

Without hesitation, Ye Chen summoned his Xian Huo, enveloping the small cauldron.

Soon after, a drop of fresh blood was refined from the trembling cauldron, surrounded by a demonic aura of Mo Sha.

Ye Chen inhaled sharply, drawing the drop of Mo Xue into his mouth and refining it on the spot.

However, this time was different from before—there was no sensation of his head splitting or his mouth drying out.

Recalling the past, when he was only at the Ning Qi realm, that single drop of Mo Xue had propelled him through breakthroughs. It had been a stroke of great fortune and a major boost on his path to the peak, a memory that remained vivid.

It must be extraordinary!

Ye Chen smiled, then sealed away the two small cauldrons.

The Hun Dun Shen Ding was still trembling, having absorbed the essence of the pile of tools and now digesting it quietly.

Ye Chen glanced at it and couldn't help but sigh in amazement—nearly a million Yuan Shi spent on all those tools, all swallowed up without advancing a level.

Helpless, Ye Chen ignored it and sat down cross-legged on the ground.

The backlash from the Zhun Di Dao principles had left hidden injuries that he needed to erase as soon as possible, or they would become a future threat.

The night grew deep, but Tianfu Shen Chao remained lively and prosperous.

Perhaps due to the immense influence of the Wangu Star auction, even in the dead of night, people continued to arrive, and in considerable numbers. All sorts of cultivators were present, including many with great divine abilities, each incredibly powerful.

From the distant horizon, a divine rainbow streaked through the sky at incredible speed, landing in the city of Tianfu Shen Chao.

It was a woman in green robes, veiled and enveloped in divine radiance, like a Bi Bo Xian Zi from the immortal realm, untouched by any dust. She was here for the auction, and her identity was likely significant, as two elderly women followed her, both at the Zhun Sheng level.

“Bi Bo Xian Zi of Lingxiao Palace!”

Onlookers turned to look, especially the younger male cultivators, their eyes filled with admiration.

The woman in green and her two attendants ignored them completely, heading straight into the city.

Hmm?

In the inn, Ye Chen, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, suddenly opened his eyes and activated his Zhou Tian evolution technique.

A reincarnated person, and female!

After calculating, Ye Chen sprang up and dashed out of the inn like a phantom, hurrying in one direction, his eyes flashing with excitement—this always happened in moments like these.

What the heck?

No eyes?

In a rush to reincarnate?

Ye Chen's speed was so fast that it drew a chorus of curses from people on the street.

Closer! Even closer!

Ye Chen ignored the curses and had no time to argue; his gaze was fixed on one direction. The reincarnated person was there, and she was on the move, not staying still.

Ahead, a majestic divine palace loomed in the clouds.

This divine palace was extraordinarily grand, like the residence of a god, shrouded in mist and radiating divine light, with an overwhelmingly powerful pressure. A ninety-nine-step cloud staircase led up to it, and each step was guarded by sentries, with the lowest cultivation at Tian Jing third level, including many Zhun Huang and Huang Jing experts.

“Divine dynasty restricted area—halt!”

When Ye Chen arrived, he hadn't even reached the staircase before being blocked by the guards. Seeing his cultivation was only at Tian Jing, their expressions turned even more arrogant.

Divine Palace!

Ye Chen looked up at the plaque on the divine palace—it was the palace of Tianfu Shen Chao, the rulers of Wangu Star. Merely standing at the base of the cloud stairs, he felt a tremendous pressure, with countless obscure auras hidden within.

“Just one step away,” Ye Chen muttered to himself. The scene now was strikingly similar to the time with Nian Wei.

“Back off!” Seeing Ye Chen still standing there, the guard barked again.

“Fellow Daoist, who was the person who just entered?” Ye Chen didn't dare cause a scene and suppressed his excitement, stepping forward slightly while handing over a storage bag containing a thousand Yuan Shi.

“Bi Bo Xian Zi of Lingxiao Palace,” the guard's tone softened a bit after accepting the payment.

“Could you pass on a message for me? I wish to see Bi Bo Xian Zi,” Ye Chen said, handing over another storage bag.

“You?” The guard sized up Ye Chen and didn't take the bag this time.

“I beseech you, Fellow Daoist.”

“This is impossible. Bi Bo Xian Zi is a divine maiden of Lingxiao Palace and an honored guest of Tianfu Shen Chao. Do you think you can just meet her?”

“I apologize for the disturbance,” Ye Chen sighed in resignation and turned to leave, but even as he walked away, he couldn't help glancing back at the divine palace. He reasoned that since the reincarnated person had come to Tianfu Shen Chao, she would surely attend the auction tomorrow.

“She must be someone I know,” Ye Chen took a deep breath, sensing this instinctively.

“I'll wait right here,” Ye Chen found an ancient tree not far from the divine palace and sat down cross-legged beneath it, not wanting to miss the reincarnated person. Once she emerged tomorrow, everything would fall into place.

“Did you see that? Another toad trying to eat swan meat,” the guard sneered contemptuously but didn't drive him away.

“People who want to see Bi Bo Xian Zi could line up eight thousand li away.”

“Only our divine dynasty's divine son is worthy of Bi Bo Xian Zi.”

“A mere Tian Jing cultivator, utterly clueless about his own limits.” Another guard glanced at Ye Chen, his eyes full of disdain, his words unfiltered. “Look at yourself—what makes you think you're worthy?”

“If we were outside, I'd kick your ass.” Ye Chen shot a glance at the guards and slowly closed his eyes.