Chapter 2166: Good Divine Power

"Yes," Ye Chen agreed without hesitation. It would save Bei Sheng, save Xiong Er and the others, and even save himself. He desperately needed Nu Sheng Ti's divine ability.

"You're teachable," Nu Sheng Ti said, wrapping Ye Chen in her aura and vanishing in an instant.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The chaotic battle outside the city didn't stop because of their disappearance; instead, it grew more intense. More people joined in, one side supporting the reincarnated Ci Hun, the other aiding the tribulation-bound Tao Tie. What started as a one-on-one fight had escalated into a full brawl, bloody and gruesome.

Fight to the death!

The spectators, eager for more chaos, were like pumped-up roosters, shouting at the top of their lungs. The lecherous old man was the loudest, clearly relishing the disorder.

Ye Chen felt a blur before his eyes, and when he reappeared, they were inside the city.

Nu Sheng Ti found a small garden and set up a barrier before turning to Ye Chen.

"Teach me the secret technique first," Ye Chen said calmly.

Nu Sheng Ti smiled mysteriously and gently waved her sleeve. A strand of immortal light manifested and entered Ye Chen's forehead, transforming into brilliant golden characters in his divine sea, arranging themselves automatically.

"Di Dao Fen Li?" Ye Chen raised an eyebrow, his expression odd.

The name seemed oddly familiar at first glance.

Back when he was on the You Ming mainland, he had been surrounded by the Hong Huang forces. With a quasi-emperor weapon aiding him, he should have been safe, but unexpectedly, the Jin Wu King used a strange secret method to strip the quasi-emperor weapon from his body, nearly killing him.

That strange secret method was called Di Dao Tiao Li.

Di Dao Fen Li and Di Dao Tiao Li differed by just one word, but Di Dao Fen Li was even more profound. The reason it was considered profound was that it could separate not only artifacts but also Dao principles, hidden essences, origins, and bloodlines—even including the Tian Mo Ben Yuan.

"Interesting," Ye Chen murmured, closing his eyes to meditate on it.

He sat there for an entire day.

As night fell, he finally opened his eyes, his gaze deeper and more radiant than before.

"How is this technique?" Nu Sheng Ti asked with a smile.

"It's heaven-defying," Ye Chen said, taking a deep breath in shock. The creator of this technique must have been an unparalleled genius, almost god-like. In the future, during battles, a single use of Di Dao Fen Li could utterly devastate opponents.

Nu Sheng Ti just smiled without responding, her palm already displaying the contract's divine markings.

Ye Chen didn't back out. He stood still, allowing Nu Sheng Ti to etch the divine markings onto his primordial spirit. There was no intense pain or strange sensation.

It was over in an instant, and Nu Sheng Ti withdrew her hand.

She ignored his curiosity.

Ye Chen shrugged indifferently and released Bei Sheng. Now that he had mastered Di Dao Fen Li, he wanted to test it on Bei Sheng to separate the Tian Mo Ben Yuan from her body.

However, to his confusion, Di Dao Fen Li had no effect on Bei Sheng.

"This technique doesn't work on someone who has already transformed into a Tian Mo," Nu Sheng Ti said casually. She seemed relaxed, now fiddling with a small mirror to fix her hair.

Ye Chen's face darkened.

In that moment, an urge to curse surged through the emperor's heart. He felt like Nu Sheng Ti had tricked him—it was his own fault for not asking beforehand.

"You're something else," Ye Chen grumbled in frustration and stormed off.

Outside the city, the battle had ended, with the Ci Hun family emerging victorious. They were cleaning up the battlefield, while the tribulation-bound Tao Tie had met an unlucky end and perished.

On one side, the lecherous old man was still hanging around.

Though the fight was over, he lingered, trying to help the Ci Hun family with cleanup and sneakily grab some treasures.

Ye Chen hid in the void and used Di Dao Fen Li on the lecherous old man.

Immediately, a comical scene unfolded. The old man, who was scheming to snatch treasures, suddenly felt a cool breeze below—oh no, his underwear was gone.

Ye Chen watched with a meaningful expression.

The old man wasn't idle. There were many people around, and whenever he spotted someone he disliked or thought looked punchable, he'd hit them with Di Dao Fen Li.

"Who did that to me?"

"Which bastard is this? Are you crazy?"

"My underwear!"

The area outside the city erupted in chaos. Various pairs of underwear flew through the air, with a group of old fellows chasing after them below, cursing loudly. Even the Ci Hun family, busy cleaning the battlefield, looked up in bewilderment. Each of them wore a strange expression at the outrageous sight. A few even subconsciously clutched their crotches, afraid their own underwear might vanish.

Ye Chen didn't continue the mischief. With a wave of his hand, he took Ci Hun away.

Not long after, wails of crying echoed from a deep mountain forest. The reincarnated Ci Hun's memories had returned, and tears streamed down his face. Over the years in Lei Yu, he had heard many legends of Da Chu, but he never knew that he had once been a heroic soul of the Zhutian Gate. That vast land was his homeland, carrying the weight of ages.

"One day, I'll take you home," Ye Chen said, turning to leave.

In the quiet night, he headed to another ancient city. His purposes were threefold: to find reincarnated individuals, to seek those bound by tribulation, and to locate people with hidden Tian Mo Ben Yuan in their bodies. Clearly, he wanted to test Di Dao Fen Li.

This time, his luck wasn't great.

After visiting several ancient cities in a row, he found no one.

It wasn't until the ninth day that he found what he was looking for. It wasn't a reincarnated person or someone bound by tribulation, but a young man with Tian Mo Ben Yuan hidden inside him. The youth probably came from a poor family, malnourished and as skinny as a monkey.

"Senior, why have you captured me?" the young man trembled.

Ye Chen didn't reply. He landed on a mountain peak and used Di Dao Fen Li on the youth, targeting the Tian Mo Ben Yuan directly. To his delight, the Tian Mo Ben Yuan, which had fully integrated with the youth, was successfully separated. Nu Sheng Ti hadn't deceived him.

The youth was stunned, his expression dazed.

It seemed that during the Tian Mo invasion, he had participated in the fight and was sensitive to their aura. That's why he looked so confused—how could he have Tian Mo Ben Yuan in his body without realizing it?

Full of questions, he gazed at Ye Chen expectantly.

Ye Chen still didn't answer. He simply waved his hand, sending the youth down the mountain. Then, clutching the strand of Tian Mo Ben Yuan, his deep eyes gleamed with cold light. He couldn't help but crush it between his fingers.

Later, he released Bei Sheng and tried again, but it was useless.

By the time he returned to the ancient city, it was deep into the night.

Under an old tree, Nu Sheng Ti sat cross-legged, eyes closed in feigned sleep. Under the moonlight, she looked ethereal, surrounded by immortal light, like a pure lotus flower purifying the world.

Ye Chen walked in, swaying unsteadily.

Seeing Nu Sheng Ti pretending to sleep, he glanced around slyly and grinned mischievously. He stealthily used Di Dao Fen Li, curious about the color of her undergarment. Having just learned this great divine ability, he wanted to practice it more.

Awkwardly, Di Dao Fen Li had no effect on Nu Sheng Ti.

The persistent Ye Chen refused to give up. He positioned himself carefully and tried again, his expression dead serious, as if he wouldn't stop until he succeeded.

But after multiple attempts, it still failed.

Of course, this technique was taught by her, and given Ye Chen's shameless nature, she had taken precautions. She not only guarded against it but guarded well.

"If you want to see it that badly, here, play with it."

A breeze blew by, and Nu Sheng Ti, still with her eyes closed, moved. She actually pulled out her undergarment and tossed it to Ye Chen casually, without any hesitation.

Ye Chen let out an awkward laugh and didn't dare catch it.

He watched as the pink undergarment landed on his face. The color was vibrant enough, carrying a faint feminine scent that could stir a man's blood. He had truly underestimated Nu Sheng Ti's boldness. She gave away her undergarment just like that, without a hint of modesty.

"What about my inner wear?" Nu Sheng Ti added.

"Uh, hehehe." Ye Chen chuckled awkwardly and darted into the house, sighing and clicking his tongue. Nu Sheng Ti's actions had completely upended his worldview.

Not just him—even Ming Di sighed.

In Ming Di's eyes, that pink undergarment was not only eye-catching but also quite alluring—the most seductive sight. Why not look if it's there?

Di Huang was quite cooperative and changed the channel with a wave.

Ming Di glanced sideways at Di Huang—you're not watching, but I want to. Di Huang, of course, wouldn't back down and returned the look—who cares about face?

The night fell silent.

The small garden's scenery was quite charming, with an undergarment hanging from the tree branch, swaying in the wind and emitting a faint feminine scent. It was, of course, hung there by Ye Chen, originally as a joke, but unexpectedly, Nu Sheng Ti had actually given it to him.

Under the old tree, Nu Sheng Ti remained seated.

She sat like a carved ice statue, unmoving, except for the contract's divine markings flickering in her heart, glowing eerily under the moonlight.

In the room, Ye Chen, who was sound asleep, had the divine markings appear on his forehead as well.

For some reason, his brows furrowed tightly in his sleep, as if he were having a terrifying nightmare. Vaguely, he seemed to see a graceful figure bathed in golden light—Nu Sheng Ti—who glanced back at him with a smile. It was like a haunting dream that wouldn't fade, the power of the contract already invading his primordial spirit.

Seeing Ye Chen like this, Di Huang narrowed his eyes slightly.

Ming Di did the same. As a supreme being, even he couldn't discern what kind of contract Nu Sheng Ti had made with Ye Chen—it was certainly no simple matter.

Under their watchful gaze, Nu Sheng Ti pushed open Ye Chen's door.

In her hand, she held a brilliant golden light infused with the power of reincarnation, apparently preparing to use it on him.

Di Huang and Ming Di raised their eyebrows—this woman must have a masochistic streak?

At the bedside, Nu Sheng Ti stood for a long time before finally refraining. She was afraid, still haunted by the fear of that person's terror.

Ye Chen, of course, knew nothing of this.

In the morning, warm sunlight spilled down.

Ye Chen stretched lazily as he stepped out, immediately spotting the undergarment still hanging on the tree branch. Bathed in Nu Sheng Ti's immortal aura, it shimmered pink and carried that faint feminine scent, detectable from afar—utterly captivating.

As he looked, Nu Sheng Ti awoke. She casually took the undergarment and put it on without a care, exposing large patches of fair skin. It left Ye Chen's heart racing—if he pinched it, it would probably feel quite nice.

"Enjoyed the view?" Nu Sheng Ti turned and smiled at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen coughed and rubbed his nose. Heaven and earth could attest, he hadn't meant to see it—I’m an upright gentleman, and my wife's are much larger than yours.

Coincidentally, she read his thoughts again. Her smiling expression vanished instantly, her serene eyes flashing with sparks.

Women could tolerate being called unreserved, but calling them flat was off-limits. Unfortunately, the clever Ye Chen didn't realize this, and a beating was inevitable.