Chapter 1243: Bald Head

The ancient city streets were bustling. The four individuals, including the fat old man, hadn't left. The fat old man, in particular, hovered in the virtual sky above the ancient city, his saintly divine sense enveloping the entire area, searching inch by inch and examining each person without missing any corner.

Below, Ye Chen and the white-clothed youth remained under the crooked-neck tree.

The black and white dogs were still glaring at them angrily.

The white-clothed youth was indeed quite eccentric, actually chatting away with the two dogs as if spraying flowers into the sky with his words.

As for Ye Chen, he lay quietly under the tree, his eyes flashing with keen light, because he sensed that this ancient city held reincarnated people from Da Chu—and not just one. This was an unexpected delight.

Awoo!

The black and white dogs slunk away, scared off by the white-clothed youth.

After frightening the dogs away, the white-clothed youth nudged Ye Chen and grinned lewdly.

"Let's go have some fun at Bi Xiao Gong! Their goddesses are drop-dead gorgeous."

Ye Chen turned his head, looking at him with interest.

"Do you know what would happen if Murong Miaoxin heard you say that? The consequences would be serious."

"Who's Murong Miaoxin?"

The white-clothed youth paused.

"The person you dream about."

Ye Chen said solemnly, his thoughts drifting back to a hundred years ago at the ninth branch hall of Heng Yue, where a bald jerk had asked him for pickup advice, only to get beaten to the skies. He still remembered that shiny, polished forehead.

"I've dreamed about plenty of people."

The white-clothed youth muttered, dismissing it with a wave.

"Looks like I need to help you remember."

Ye Chen smiled faintly and flicked a ray of immortal light into the white-clothed youth's forehead.

Ugh!

The white-clothed youth's body trembled, and he clutched his head with his paws, growling in pain.

Ye Chen ignored it completely, and watching him writhe actually gave him a strange sense of satisfaction.

Indeed, the white-clothed youth was also a reincarnated person, which was why Ye Chen had stuck with him all along during their escape. Wherever the white-clothed youth went, he followed.

If he lost track by accident, finding him again would be tough.

As for whose reincarnation the white-clothed youth was, it went without saying—it was that jerk Long Yi, a remnant soul of the Tai Xu Gu Long.

Dammit!

After a while, a domineering wolf howl echoed through the ancient city, startling the fat old man in the sky and making him jump. He wanted to track it down but couldn't tell where the sound came from.

Long Yi had recovered his past life's memories, and tears welled up in his dog eyes as he stared at Ye Chen in a daze. Even though Ye Chen was in dog form, he recognized him instantly.

Welcome back!

Ye Chen smiled, his expression tinged with a sense of age.

Long Yi's dog body trembled uncontrollably.

"You didn't let the ninety million heroic souls of Da Chu down."

Ye Chen just smiled and said nothing.

But as the remnant soul of the Dragon Emperor, Long Yi's gaze toward Ye Chen had changed. This half-ancient sacred body had actually slain a great emperor—a feat that could stand alongside Di Huang from ancient times.

Di Huang had written a legend of battling five emperors alone, while Ye Chen had pioneered the precedent of emperor-slaying.

In his shock, Ye Chen transmitted another divine sense to him, containing information about Da Chu's affairs and people.

Long Yi's body trembled again. In that divine sense, he found that graceful figure—she was Murong Miaoxin, who had died in his arms a hundred years ago, promising to wait for him in the next life so he could marry her.

Ye Chen sighed at the sight.

"I haven't found her, but she's definitely in the myriad realms of the heavens."

"We'll find her eventually."

Tears filled Long Yi's eyes.

"Let's talk about serious matters."

Ye Chen looked at Long Yi.

"You're a remnant soul of the Dragon Emperor. Do you know about Kun Lun Xu, Da Luo Zhu Tian, Shen Dian, and Da Xia Huang Chao? I need to locate them as soon as possible."

To Ye Chen's regret, Long Yi just shook his head lightly.

"I don't have those memories. The Dragon Emperor was a supreme being from the ancient era, and that time probably predates the ones you mentioned."

Ye Chen furrowed his brow, knowing Long Yi was right—supreme beings, no matter how powerful, couldn't foresee events millions of years into the future.

They're gone—they've left!

Long Yi raised his dog head and glanced at the sky.

Ye Chen looked up. The fat old man had departed, walking side by side with Gu Lan and grumbling as they flew out of the ancient star. The purple-haired woman and the black-robed elder also looked disgruntled as they turned to leave.

Seeing this, Long Yi tried to revert to his original form, but Ye Chen held him back.

It turned out Ye Chen's action was wise, as the four who had just left came back.

You've got quite a few tricks!

Long Yi muttered, glancing sideways. If Ye Chen hadn't stopped him, there would have been trouble.

They're gone!

Unable to find anything, the fat old man cursed under his breath and left for good this time.

Not long after they departed, Ye Chen and Long Yi finally transformed back into human form.

After changing back, the two exchanged glances and coughed awkwardly, their expressions a bit odd.

They were a remnant soul of the Tai Xu Dragon Emperor and an ancient sacred body with bloodline rivaling a great emperor, yet they had just turned into dogs. If word got out, who knew if the Tai Xu Dragon Emperor and the sacred body ancestors would crawl out of their coffins and kick them to death.

As Ye Chen looked him over, he stroked his chin and sized up Long Yi.

Sensing Ye Chen's unusual gaze, Long Yi felt uncomfortable all over.

Come on, let's have a good chat, you and me!

Ye Chen draped an arm over Long Yi's shoulder and, without asking if he was willing, dragged him into a nearby alley.

What are you doing? Hey, what are you doing?

Soon, cries of alarm from Long Yi echoed from the alley.

Before long, the two emerged.

Unlike when they went in, Long Yi was now beaten black and blue.

But more notably, his flowing black hair had been plucked clean, and his forehead was as shiny and polished as it had been a hundred years ago.

Now that's more pleasing to the eye!

Ye Chen stroked his chin, admiring that gleaming forehead.

Long Yi's face darkened, veins bulging on his forehead.

Let's go!

Ye Chen grinned and turned into the crowded street.

Jerk!

Long Yi cursed as he followed.

After they left, the black and white dogs back at the crooked-neck tree stared in the direction they had gone, baffled. They had no idea these two were humans in disguise and had been competing for territory with them earlier.

By now, Ye Chen and Long Yi had already visited several corners of the ancient city and taken the reincarnated people with them.

After searching this ancient city, the two headed straight for the next one.

This ancient star was quite large, with hundreds of thousands of ancient cities. Fortunately, Ye Chen possessed the Zhou Tian evolution secret technique, allowing him to pinpoint the locations of the reincarnated people accurately. Otherwise, checking city by city would take forever.

Their luck held out—they found over a hundred reincarnated people, all of whom Ye Chen brought into the Chaos Cauldron.

Not a single familiar face!

Long Yi peeked into the Chaos Cauldron. Though there were over a hundred people, they were all minor figures from Da Chu.

Ye Chen wasn't surprised by this. Da Chu was vast, and not everyone knew each other personally, like Nian Wei and Xie Yun, or Qin Yu and Dong Fang Yu Yan, who had never met due to fate.

As they spoke, the two stopped in front of another massive ancient city—the last reincarnated person on this ancient star was inside.

Before entering, Long Yi clasped his hands together in prayer, looking just like a monk.

"Heavens above, show your spirit and let the reincarnated one be my little heart."

"Who knows if your little heart would slap you silly if she found out you went after their goddess?"

Ye Chen sighed.

"Don't joke around—it was just banter earlier. You can't badmouth me in front of my little heart."

"Then why were those two quasi-saints chasing you?"

Ye Chen looked at Long Yi with interest.

"I beat up their sacred son."

Long Yi casually rubbed his bald head.

"You're sure it was beating and not something else?"

"If you keep talking like that, you'll get beaten to death out here."

"Not likely!"

Ye Chen shrugged it off and stepped into the ancient city, with Long Yi eagerly following, still praying in his heart that the reincarnated person would be his little heart.