Chapter 1210: Star's Source

Chapter 1210: Xing Yuan Yuan Quan

The starry sky was vast and boundless.

On the desolate ancient star, Ye Chen's clone sat there with one leg crossed over the other, humming a little tune leisurely. He was shrouded in a black robe, wearing a mask, and his aura was concealed by the Zhou Tian evolution technique.

As for Ming Wang Shenzi, he was still unconscious, tied up securely and restrained on the spot.

He had it rough—his treasures had been completely looted by Ye Chen. He was luckier than Qing Yao Xing's holy son, though, as Ye Chen had at least left him with one intact piece of clothing, which was already quite merciful.

Boom! Rumble!

The void rumbled as Ming Wang Lao Zu arrived, instantly unleashing the pressure of a saint that enveloped the entire world.

Following him were the nine quasi-saints of Ming Wang Zong and many other powerful experts. Behind them came the cultivators who had gone to offer congratulations, a crowd like a vast ocean, filling the sky and covering the heavens.

"It's a clone." The cultivators from all sides narrowed their eyes as they looked at Ye Chen's clone.

"Not foolish at all, sending a clone to collect the ransom."

"Powerful secret techniques are hiding his aura—we can't see his true appearance."

"He must have a significant background; otherwise, he wouldn't dare to boldly kidnap Ming Wang Zong's godson."

"Release him." Amid the discussions, Ming Wang Lao Zu roared in anger, intensifying the saint's pressure and nearly causing Ye Chen's clone to collapse on the spot. The people of Ming Wang Zong were seething with killing intent, their faces twisted in ferocity.

"Your godson is linked to my life. If I die, he won't survive either." Ye Chen's clone gritted his teeth and said.

As soon as these words were spoken, Ming Wang Lao Zu hurriedly withdrew his pressure, and the experts from Ming Wang Zong quickly spread out across the void, fearing that any ill-intentioned cultivators might kill Ye Chen's clone—that would be the most absurd outcome.

"Who exactly are you?" Ming Wang Sheng Zhu thundered again, his blood-red eyes fixed deadly on Ye Chen's clone.

"I can't tell you that." Ye Chen's clone grinned. "If you want your son to live and go back, then hand over the money obediently. Otherwise, I might just tear up the ticket."

"Do you know what this act of yours implies?" Ming Wang Lao Zu said coldly.

"So what if it's death? I'm prepared for it." Ye Chen's clone adjusted his collar. "Let's not waste time—money for the person. I have principles when it comes to kidnapping, so hurry up."

"You..."

"What about my grandson's wife?" Ming Wang Sheng Zhu's words were cut off by Ming Wang Lao Zu.

"There, it's right here." Ye Chen's clone tossed out a bloodstained wedding dress and couldn't help licking his lips, deliberately flashing a lecherous glint in his eyes. "Your daughter-in-law is quite fierce, but I like them fierce. That feeling is truly wonderful."

"What an old beast!" Ye Chen's clone's words sparked a wave of scolding.

"Even daring to kidnap Ming Wang Shenzi, Zi Xia Xianzi has probably met with misfortune."

"Whether early or late, death is death. Ming Wang Lao Zu still wanted to ransom Zi Xia Xianzi back for Ming Wang Shenzi to devour. Now she's gone—who knows which family's woman will suffer next?"

"Good, very good." Amid the discussions, Ming Wang Lao Zu laughed in extreme anger, his laughter savage and terrifying. The killing intent of a saint caused the ancient star to frost over visibly.

"Hand over the money!" Ye Chen's clone was getting impatient.

"Release the person." Ming Wang Lao Zu immediately threw out a storage bag, which was neatly filled with ninety million yuan shi. The cultivators from all sides stared intently—it was ninety million, after all!

"Got it!" Ye Chen's clone reached out to take the storage bag, glanced inside, and casually tucked it into his robe.

"Why haven't you released him?" Ming Wang Sheng Zhu shouted in fury, barely containing his terrifying killing intent.

"Release him, of course." Ye Chen's clone smiled and kicked Ming Wang Shenzi over.

"Yang Er." Ming Wang Sheng Zhu rushed forward and caught Ming Wang Shenzi, only to discover a wu curse inside his body. He was instantly enraged, glaring at Ye Chen's clone as his eyes turned blood-red. "How dare you place a curse seal on my son!"

"What can you do about it?" Ye Chen laughed and instantly transformed into a wisp of green smoke, vanishing without a trace.

"Damn it." Ming Wang Sheng Zhu charged forward but caught nothing.

"Lao Zu, this curse seal." A quasi-saint from Ming Wang Zong glanced at Ming Wang Lao Zu.

"Despicable! It's an ancient wu curse." Ming Wang Lao Zu snorted coldly, clearly aware of its origins. Even though they had ransomed Ming Wang Shenzi back, his life was still controlled by the one who cast the curse. If that person died, his grandson would follow.

"Lao Zu, Ming Wang Zong is in trouble—return quickly." As they examined it, a roar came from the transmission stone in Ming Wang Lao Zu's embrace, glowing brightly.

"Damn it." Ming Wang Lao Zu's roar echoed like thunder as he shot into the vast starry sky like a divine ray.

"Kill!" The experts from Ming Wang Zong followed suit, realizing they had fallen for the kidnapper's ploy to lure the tiger away from the mountain.

"Playing at a high level!" The people from all sides exclaimed in admiration.

"Kidnapping so straightforwardly—this strategy is no joke."

"Let's go take a look." The cultivators rose into the sky and followed the footsteps of Ming Wang Zong's experts.

Come on! Keep coming!

At Ming Wang Xian Shan, shouts echoed through the void.

Ye Chen was still rampaging, wielding a thousand-zhang spiked club and knocking down batch after batch of enemies. The entire Ming Wang Zong couldn't withstand a single strike from him—however many charged in were sent flying out.

Even flies are meat!

While rampaging, Ye Chen didn't forget to collect spoils of war. He grabbed pile after pile of the Ming Wang Zong elders' storage bags, and the mountains full of spiritual herbs and trees were also taken away patch by patch.

Hmm?

In the midst of the looting, Ye Chen suddenly looked down, his Xian Lun eyes faintly activating as he stared at the depths beneath Ming Wang Zong, as if he could see through the thick earth to the brilliant scene below.

Xing Yuan!

Ye Chen's eyes lit up. He swung out one last strike and dove down like a divine ray, punching straight through the ground.

This guy was fierce, charging all the way to a depth of ten thousand zhang.

Before him now was a vast sea, with immortal light shooting out, mist swirling, and surging vital energy rolling about.

It was the xing yuan, the source spring of the ancient star, a miraculous creation of the earth that could nurture life. For such a massive ancient star, its spiritual power and vital energy likely all originated from this ancient star's source spring.

Mine!

Ye Chen bared two rows of white teeth. Compared to Ming Wang Zong's other items, this was the real treasure.

Collect!

He summoned the Hun Dun Shen Ding, its mouth facing downward as a vortex formed, drawing the xing yuan in like a stellar river into the chaos cauldron.

Ye Chen didn't hold back at all and had no intention of leaving any for Ming Wang Zong. He justified it to himself: Ming Wang Zong had caused chaos in this star domain, so this was acting on heaven's behalf.

Surround Ming Wang Xian Shan for me!

As he collected the xing yuan, a thunderous shout came from outside.

Hearing this, Ye Chen hurriedly urged the Hun Dun Shen Ding to absorb the remaining xing yuan and then slipped into a spatial black hole.

Boom!

No sooner had Ye Chen left than Ming Wang Lao Zu burst in. Seeing that not a drop of xing yuan remained, he spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

Ah!

The experts from Ming Wang Zong outside roared in fury, shaking the heavens and earth.

Tsk tsk!

Looking at the nearly ruined Ming Wang Zong, the cultivators from all sides clicked their tongues in amazement.

How long had it been? Front to back, less than half a shichen, and this once-fine Ming Wang Xian Shan had been turned into such a mess. From afar, not a single mountain was intact, not a single hall stood whole—countless dead and wounded, countless treasures lost.

Refreshing!

For some reason, seeing Ming Wang Zong suffer repeated losses filled them with an inexplicable sense of satisfaction.

By now, Ye Chen had returned to the black hole where Zhou Ao and Yue Chi Xun were, carrying his sack on his shoulder.

From afar, he saw the two nestled together, quietly gazing at the starry sky formed by the illuminating divine pearls—a warm scene that made Ye Chen hesitate to interrupt.

Seeing Ye Chen return, the two stood up.

However, noticing the sack he carried, Zhou Ao and Yue Chi Xun's expressions turned a bit strange.

At a glance, it was clear he hadn't held back on the looting.

Ye Chen grinned and plomped down, guzzling wine. "This time, I pulled off a big one."

"We can see that." Zhou Ao said meaningfully.

"Won't this involve Yun Luo Xing?" Yue Chi Xun lightly bit her lip as she looked at Ye Chen.

"Don't worry, I handle things reliably." Ye Chen laughed and waved it off. "I wrecked Ming Wang Xian Shan completely. They won't have the mind to cause trouble on other ancient stars for a while. Besides, this isn't over yet. Once I've rested, I'll go out and hit them with another big one."

"You say big, so it must be substantial." Zhou Ao coughed dryly.

"No point in half measures. Come, take a look at this." Ye Chen pulled out the Hun Dun Shen Ding and gestured for them to peer inside.

"Xing yuan?" Zhou Ao and Yue Chi Xun glanced in, recognizing what was in the cauldron, and both looked at Ye Chen. "Where did you get this star source spring from?"

"From Ming Wang Zong, naturally." Ye Chen chuckled, enjoying the scent of the xing yuan. "Honestly, I didn't notice it when I first entered Ming Wang Zong. I just thought they had some big treasure."

"The xing yuan explains why Ming Wang Zong's foundation is so strong." Zhou Ao sighed.

"Without the xing yuan, Ming Wang Xing's spiritual power will surely decline, perhaps even worse than a third-rate ancient star." Yue Chi Xun smiled lightly. "In less than a thousand years, this ancient star will likely wither."

"I have to say, this move of mine was quite impressive." Ye Chen said as he began dividing the xing yuan into pieces. "Come on, shares for all who see it."

"This..." Ye Chen's generosity surprised Zhou Ao and Yue Chi Xun, especially Yue Chi Xun, who hadn't expected him to share such a precious divine object.

"We're family, no need to be polite." Ye Chen laughed, splitting the xing yuan into three portions, one for each of them.

"Thank you."

"Absorb it on your own." Ye Chen smiled, flipped into the cauldron, sat in the center of the xing yuan, and started his cultivation technique, with every pore opening to voraciously absorb the essence of the xing yuan.

"He's just as you said—a family that brings warmth." Yue Chi Xun smiled at Zhou Ao.

"That's right." Zhou Ao chuckled. "Let's absorb the xing yuan. This is the opportunity he's given us. We need to grow quickly so we can truly help him in the future."