Chapter 1464: Old Seventh

"Stop asking so many questions." Xiao Yuanhuang, that shameless fellow, directly pulled Ye Chen forward. "From now on, this fellow is our seventh brother. Let's all look out for him."

"What do you mean, your seventh brother?" Ye Chen objected. "Are you playing a trick on me?"

"Just what is he?" Hearing Xiao Yuanhuang's words, his four brothers immediately surrounded Ye Chen, examining him from all angles, but they couldn't discern his true form, appearance, or bloodline.

"I'm human." Ye Chen said, quickly turning to leave. He didn't want to get involved with this shady group.

"Where are you going?" Someone from behind grabbed him back and, regardless of Ye Chen's willingness, began the introductions. "This is our second brother, whose true form is the Dadi Wuxiong. Just call him Xiongbiao. The third is me. This is your fourth brother, whose true form is the Xianwanghe."

This guy was thorough, introducing each person: their cultivation level, bloodline, true form, and even tracing back eight generations of their ancestors. He had it all down pat.

He went into great detail, but Ye Chen didn't listen. He was just looking for an opportunity to slip away. One Xiao Yuanhuang had already been enough of a mess; if he joined this group, he'd probably end up crying.

"Come on, let me formally introduce our seventh brother." Xiao Yuanhuang cleared his throat and even rolled up his sleeves. "He is the legendary Huanggu Shengtu."

"Huanggu Shengtu?" Xiongbiao and the others' eyes instantly lit up, shining with excitement.

"Can you not spout nonsense?" Ye Chen covered Xiao Yuanhuang's mouth. He was here to find reincarnated individuals and didn't want his identity exposed, or today's gathering would turn into a real spectacle.

"I think we should find a place to swear brotherhood first." Xiongbiao said earnestly.

"I really like this seventh brother of ours. His sacred blood must be a brilliant gold." Xianwanghe, Chuanshanjia, and Beimingyu all stroked their chins, each with a meaningful expression.

Ye Chen's mouth twitched. What kind of great brothers they were—swearing brotherhood? More like they're itching to draw his blood! And they had the nerve to look so pleased about it. What a joke.

"Come on, look over there. Our boss has arrived." Xiao Yuanhuang pulled Ye Chen and pointed toward the entrance with his furry hand, finally settling on one person.

Ye Chen instinctively glanced over and immediately locked onto the figure, his eyes narrowing.

It was a burly man with a massive build and a powerful physique. His upper body was bare, his muscles coiling like dragons, wrapped in lightning and brimming with explosive power. Divine patterns were etched on his arms.

His vital energy flowed like a mighty river, domineering and vast. His dark eyes gleamed with authority, as if they could encompass the heavens and earth. Perhaps his physical body was so strong that it distorted space as he walked, causing the ground to tremble.

"Kuniu," Ye Chen murmured lightly, recognizing at a glance that the man's true form was that of a cow.

It was an incredibly ancient bloodline, from the same era as Jinu and Kunpeng, renowned throughout history for its unparalleled physical strength—strong enough to overshadow even the Huanggu Shengtu, terrifying beyond measure.

This clan had produced a great emperor: Kuniu Great Emperor, one of the 130 emperors of Xuanhuang. In ancient times, he was invincible across all domains and ruled over all spirits, shaking the ages.

Unlike Xiao Yuanhuang and his group, this Kuniu was not a quasi-saint but a full saint. His fierce aura was even more intense than that of yesterday's Jinu Prince, with extremely ferocious combat power.

"How about we find a place to swear brotherhood?" Ye Chen straightened his clothes, suddenly eager.

"You were reluctant just a moment ago. Why the sudden change?" Xiao Yuanhuang eyed Ye Chen up and down.

"I still really like this family of ours." Ye Chen said deeply, his tone meaningful, with a face full of earnestness. "Following our big brother is full of potential."

"Tch." The group all pursed their lips, giving Ye Chen a disdainful look. He was all sulky before, but now he's calling everyone "brother" like they're family. Clearly, this guy's just as shameless.

"What's everyone standing around for?" Kuniu arrived with a voice like thunder, making ears ring. More than that, he carried an aura of dominance that nearly made Xiao Yuanhuang and the others lose their footing.

"We're waiting for big brother to lead us in showing off and soaring to new heights." The five of them laughed shamelessly.

"Coming out of seclusion and seeing you all like this fills my heart with comfort." Kuniu sighed with emotion.

"How could we compare to big brother?" The five grinned, then pushed Ye Chen to the front. "This guy's our seventh brother; we just brought him in. He'll be rolling with us from now on."

"Oh?" Kuniu raised an eyebrow and fixed his gaze on Ye Chen. His dark cow eyes flickered with lightning, and as he looked, they narrowed slightly. "So, you're the Huanggu Shengtu."

"You can tell just like that?" Ye Chen said in surprise. His origins were sealed, and even the Jinu Prince hadn't recognized his bloodline after nine exchanges, yet Kuniu saw through it in an instant.

"This brother, I approve." Kuniu seemed in a good mood and slung his broad arm over Ye Chen's shoulder. "I've heard nothing but tales about you along the way. Impressive! Those god-sons you beat half to death are probably still laid up in bed, right?"

"I can't deny it. Those guys had quite the temper back then." Ye Chen took a deep breath, and with that line, his cool factor rose another notch.

"Good, I like that attitude. Come on, let's have our seventh brother shout out our family's motto."

"Beat the men into submission, bed the women!" As soon as Kuniu finished, Xiao Yuanhuang, Xiongbiao, Xianwanghe, Chuanshanjia, and Beimingyu all shouted in unison.

That shout made everyone in the area jolt in surprise, turning to stare. What kind of people were these? Bandits? Yelling that stuff in public—had they no shame?

Ye Chen's mouth had twitched countless times by now. He was definitely in with a bunch of thieves.

Not far away, Qianshangyue, who was quietly drinking, subconsciously rubbed her brow, as if she knew exactly what Kuniu and his crew were like—all wild and uninhibited. Ye Chen sure knew how to pick his teammates.

"Let's drink!" With Kuniu's call, the six brothers—wait, no, seven brothers—linked arms and headed to a spot, choosing the vine table next to Qianshangyue.

Huh? They had barely sat down when Ye Chen let out a soft sound of surprise, turning his head toward the gathering's entrance.

There, a woman in colorful rainbow robes walked in slowly, her face veiled with a light gauze. All that was visible were her clear eyes, untainted by worldly dirt, as if she were above mortal concerns.

Ye Chen could see through her appearance at a glance: an unfamiliar face, but she was a reincarnated person. In her past life, she was a disciple of Zhengyang Sect, of the same generation as Jiningshuang—Li Shiman.

Back when he was a disciple of Zhengyang Sect, Ye Chen had been fairly familiar with her. He was an outer disciple of the Intelligence Pavilion, and she was an inner disciple, so they had quite a bit of interaction.

During the Three Sects Grand Competition, Jiningshuang had sent her to Crescent Moon Peak to find someone named Chenye. She hadn't found Chenye but had run into Ye Chen, and the atmosphere back then had been awkwardly tense.

"Her true form is a butterfly, the princess of the Xiandie clan." Perhaps noticing who Ye Chen was looking at, Qianshangyue sent a message. "You're staring at her like that because she's a reincarnated person. In this life, I'm on good terms with her, but in the previous era of Dachu, I never met her."

"A Zhengyang Sect disciple." Ye Chen smiled. "Her seal is in your hands too."

After Li Shiman, more people kept arriving, each with impressive backgrounds—all the most outstanding juniors from various sects. Among them were reincarnated people, and Ye Chen pointed out each one as they entered.

The crowd grew larger and larger, with nearly every ancient tree in this space occupied.

Ye Chen roughly counted—about ten thousand people, meaning the notable forces and races in the Nan Domain numbered around ten thousand as well. This showed just how powerful the Nan Domain was.

"That feathered bird has arrived." As Ye Chen sighed, Xiao Yuanhuang shouted from beside him, spotting a figure streaking across the sky—it was the Jinu Prince.

By the time he spoke, the Jinu Prince had landed, drawing waves of admiring glances from the female cultivators. He was like a brilliant sun, dazzling wherever he went, his golden eyes shimmering radiantly.

The Jinu Prince ignored those ordinary beauties and looked straight toward Qianshangyue's side.

You could see a flash of cold light in his eyes. Yesterday's encounter with the Kongque family had left him utterly humiliated, and he held a grudge. He even harbored some malicious thoughts.

Qianshangyue's expression was cold as she sipped her tea, aware of his gaze but acting as if it didn't exist.

The Jinu Prince sneered and glanced at Ye Chen, his lips curling slightly with a hint of cunning in his golden eyes. His gaze was intense, but in that moment, it gave off an eerie feeling.

"No two ways about it—we have to beat him today." Ye Chen hadn't spoken yet, but Kuniu said coldly. During his seclusion, his brothers had been badly beaten, and as the leader, he couldn't stand for it. If the gathering hadn't started, he might have charged over already.

"Let's take him down—we have to." Xiao Yuanhuang and the others were like they had been injected with adrenaline. Back when Kuniu wasn't around, they couldn't beat the Jinu, but things were different now with Kuniu here. What was there to fear?

"The Kunpeng has arrived." Qianshangyue murmured softly, sending a message to Ye Chen.

"I see him." Ye Chen looked up slightly, focusing on a spot in the void. It was a young man in a purple gold robe, with black hair like a waterfall and eyes like stars. His pair of purple gold eyes flashed with an intimidating light, his vital energy as vast as the sea, and the immortal light swirling around him was dazzling in every strand.

This guy was indeed a notch above the Jinu. As soon as he landed, the female cultivators went into another frenzy.

But that drew a pair of icy beautiful eyes—from the Kongque Great Princess standing beside the Kunpeng. He was her rightful husband; how could she tolerate others coveting him?

The Kunpeng glanced around, pausing for a second on Ye Chen's side, his gaze full of disdain, as if he already knew Ye Chen was the Huanggu Shengtu—but in his eyes, the Huanggu Shengtu was nothing.

The Kongque Great Princess was staring at Qianshangyue, her gaze ice-cold. Even after a night, she was still bitter about yesterday's events. As an older sister, she had a petty streak.

Ye Chen remained composed, and Qianshangyue was equally at ease, acting as if nothing had happened. They were only focused on the reincarnated people and had no interest in those grudges, nor the time for them.