Chapter 1860: Buying Some?

"Who is spying on us?" Ye Chen murmured, his eyes flashing with uncertainty. Even with his Liu Dao Lunhui Yan, he couldn't see through it.

Ji Ningshuang also frowned. Ye Chen could sense the spying, and so could she, but they couldn't pinpoint the source.

After a few breaths, they composed themselves and continued on their journey.

At some point, a colossal star appeared in their field of vision. Although its starlight was faint and it was a dead, silent star, its sheer size was terrifyingly large. It was Wang Xuan Xing.

People often said that by standing on Wang Xuan Xing, one could see Xuan Huang Dalu, hence its name. But this rumor was pure nonsense. Seeing Xuan Huang Dalu was a privilege reserved for those with great divine abilities, and even then, it depended on luck and karmic connection.

"I wonder if he's still here," Ye Chen said as he stepped forward. He had come specifically to check if Xiao Chen had obtained the Zhanshen inheritance—a rare opportunity and a heaven-defying fortune.

However, when he returned to that underground palace, the Zhanshen's head was gone, and there was no sign of Xiao Chen. Only an empty palace remained.

"Has he gone back to Da Chu?" Ye Chen muttered to himself. This guess seemed the most plausible. He was somewhat looking forward to seeing how strong Xiao Chen had become after acquiring the Zhanshen inheritance.

"I've been to this ancient star before, but I never knew there was a palace hidden underground," Ji Ningshuang said softly.

"It's not just a palace," Ye Chen replied, turning back first. "The head of Zhanshen Xingtian was sealed here."

"Zhanshen?" Ji Ningshuang was shocked, truly taken aback. That was a legendary figure whose fame was no less than that of an emperor.

After leaving Wang Xuan Xing, the two didn't linger and continued on their way.

Throughout this time, they looked back more than once. At certain moments, the feeling of being spied on was extremely intense, but they still couldn't find the source.

It wasn't until they reached Xuan Huang Xing Hai that the feeling completely vanished. Ye Chen speculated it was due to a fear of the star sea's power.

By the time they crossed the star sea, three days had passed.

The star sea beach was still bustling, packed with people. Stalls were set up like a marketplace, with many coming to hunt for treasures and others to rent boats.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang both wore masks and used secret techniques to conceal their true appearances.

"The starry sky has been much calmer lately!" Discussions echoed on the beach. "I went out and didn't see the Hong Huang causing chaos."

"This is all thanks to the Da Chu giants," the older generation chuckled. "They wiped out the Teng She clan, which serves as a warning. Anyone who dares violate the agreement will end up like them."

"What a shame I missed it," many old-timers lamented. "I didn't get to see the Sheng Ti fighting sixteen emperors single-handedly."

"When the Sheng Ti undergoes the Da Sheng Jie, we absolutely cannot miss that. There will definitely be thirty-two emperors."

"You've become famous throughout the heavens," Ji Ningshuang said with a light laugh. "Ye Chen's name has already become a legend."

"Keep it low-key," Ye Chen said, tucking his hair behind his ear. The gesture made him look even more composed, almost as if he were about to ascend.

Just then, a sleazy old man approached. "Young friend, how about some freshly made treasures? Want to buy some?"

The old man held a purple gold gourd in his hand, and the treasure he was talking about was inside it.

Ye Chen glanced at it: genuine Xuan Huang Hehuan Powder.

This was a specialty found everywhere, but the old man had picked the wrong targets. Ye Chen was actually thinking of selling some himself.

"With such a beautiful wife, buy some? I'll give you a discount," the sleazy old man said, glancing at Ji Ningshuang and winking at Ye Chen with an extremely lewd expression.

Ji Ningshuang glanced at him and said nothing, turning to walk away. What a respectable elder, yet you're selling Hehuan Powder and targeting the younger generation.

After walking a distance, she realized Ye Chen hadn't followed.

Looking back, she saw Ye Chen with one hand on the old man's shoulder, chatting like old buddies, deep in conversation.

Ji Ningshuang couldn't help but laugh and cry. You're the Huang Gu Sheng Ti with blood that's pure yang—do you really need Hehuan Powder?

But she had misunderstood Ye Chen. He wasn't discussing the Hehuan Powder with the old man. What had caught Ye Chen's eye was the jade pendant hanging from the old man's waist.

That jade pendant wasn't much of a treasure, but the character engraved on it was: Dun Jia Tian Zi.

"This is a family heirloom, not for sale," the old man said, tucking his hands away. He knew what Ye Chen wanted and started to haggle.

"One million," Ye Chen said, pulling out a storage bag. He didn't bother bargaining. If it weren't for the crowd, he might have just taken it.

The old man was delighted and quickly took the storage bag, handing over the jade pendant before scurrying away.

After a couple of steps, he turned back and stuffed the gourd of Hehuan Powder into Ye Chen's hands. "A gift from your grandfather."

"Not bad," Ye Chen said with a grin, beaming with joy. Spending one million for the Dun Jia Tian Zi was absolutely worth it. The characters from the Dun Jia Tian Shu were priceless treasures.

As they passed Ji Ningshuang, he casually handed her the purple gold gourd.

He, however, was busy blowing on the jade pendant and then wiping it with his sleeve until it shone brightly.

Ji Ningshuang rubbed her forehead and tossed the purple gold gourd into the sky. Her mood was hard to describe.

The two reappeared in the western desert of Xuan Huang, at the Wang Chuan forbidden ground.

The waters of Wang Chuan were as calm as ever, without a ripple.

Gazing into the depths, ancient visions could be seen, sketching out wonderful scenes that appeared and disappeared.

"Thank you, senior," Ji Ningshuang bowed toward Wang Chuan.

This bow was for Meng Po, the kind-hearted old woman who had sealed her and prevented her from suffering heavenly retribution.

However, no words came from Wang Chuan; everything remained as peaceful as if no one were there.

"You have some connection with Wang Chuan?" Ye Chen raised an eyebrow.

"Of course," Ji Ningshuang transmitted a divine sense.

Ye Chen read it, and his expression became fascinating. He learned that during those hundred years, Ji Ningshuang had been sealed in Wang Chuan, and it was there that their child was conceived, now a hundred years past.

Ironically, when he had come to Wang Chuan before, he heard someone calling but didn't know it was Ji Ningshuang.

It was also after leaving Wang Chuan that his heavenly tribulation was absorbed for the first time, and the one absorbing it was the child in Ji Ningshuang's womb. Now, thinking back, everything made sense.

The two left, and only after they departed did Meng Po's figure appear in Wang Chuan, wearing a gentle smile.

She must have been pleased, happy that the lovers had finally reunited. Ji Ningshuang's hundred years of waiting had not been in vain.

After smiling, her old face darkened a bit, all because Ye Chen had threatened the five forbidden zones with heavenly tribulation.

Leaving the western desert, it took no more than three days to reach the central state of Xuan Huang.

They stopped at the old site of Wu Zhi Shan. The mountain was gone, leaving only scars of devastation and memories.

Ye Chen smiled bitterly. Those hundred years had been truly tragic, watching his loved ones being slaughtered without being able to do anything.

The Buddha's ruthlessness had created that bloody history.

If not for Da Chu's rescue, he would likely have been buried in the passage of time.

Ji Ningshuang lightly bit her lip, her heart aching faintly.

A hundred years in the spatial black hole, a hundred years of desperate searching, a hundred years of dark suppression—Ye Chen's best three hundred years had been dedicated to that miserable era, tormented by time until he was utterly broken.

"Let's go," Ye Chen said, turning away, with Ji Ningshuang following.

This time, they came to Tian Xu to apologize for his previous insolence, as he had offended the forbidden zone's dignity.

"Oh dear, who could that be!" A voice came from Tian Xu.

It was Di Mie, squatting on a mountain peak with his hands tucked away, looking out and speaking in a sarcastic tone, both sighing and clicking his tongue. "Isn't that Sheng Ti Ye Chen?"

"I was presumptuous before; it was my rudeness as a junior," Ye Chen coughed and bowed, performing a junior's courtesy.

"No, no, we can't accept that," Tian Zhu waved his hand, his old face dark with anger, still upset about that day's events. Ye Chen was the first to dare threaten a forbidden zone like that.

"If you put it that way, I'll come again during my Da Sheng Jie."

"Get lost!" Tian Zhu and Di Mie choked, nearly coughing up blood, jumping three feet high and cursing. Their old faces turned completely black. They had mostly gotten over it, but Ye Chen's words reignited their fury.

When they looked again, that guy had already slipped away like smoke.

He wasn't joking. If the Hong Huang caused trouble during his Da Sheng Jie, he wouldn't mind being shameless again.

Anyway, the forbidden zones had plenty of emperor weapons. If they didn't lend them, he'd make a scene until they did—that was just his nature.

Ahead, the sky was fiery red, and space was twisted beyond recognition.

It was all because of the sea below the sky, a blazing red sea with crimson flames in its rolling waves.

Indeed, it was the Hong Lian Ye Hai, formed from the tears of the Hong Lian Empress, and within it once lay an ancient relic.

In an instant, both their expressions became extremely awkward. Ye Chen looked aimlessly at the misty void.

Ji Ningshuang's beautiful face was flushed red.

Back then, it was in that ancient relic that they were drugged by the demons and evil spirits. The scene had been absolutely passionate.