Chapter 2227: Eating, Sleeping, and Fighting Ye Chen

Chapter 2227: Chi Fan Shui Jiao Da Ye Chen

Boom! Bang! Boom!

Accompanied by thunderous booms, one Emperor Path Domain Gate after another rose up, filling the vast starry sky. Shenjiang Tianjiu shouted resoundingly and was the first to step through, while the cultivators of the various heavens roared like thunder, surging like tides into the domain gates, each one brimming with fighting spirit.

Buzz!

The Emperor Path Domain Gates trembled, carrying the powerful experts of the various heavens deeper into the starry sky, heading straight for the Hanjiang ancestral land. Earlier, the Hanjiang clan experts who had escaped were deliberately allowed to flee by the cultivators of the various heavens. The intention was clear: to let the Hanjiang experts guide the way, as marks had been etched on those who escaped.

This was not the first time the experts of the various heavens had done such a thing. In the past, the ancestral lands of the Tengshe clan and the Taowu clan had been found in the same manner, and it was the only way to locate them.

"The Hanjiang clan will cease to exist." Gazing at that stretch of starry sky, Tianzhu said deeply, unable to help but sigh. As forces of the various heavens, this kind of mutual slaughter was truly ironic, but he felt no pity. Everything was the fault of the Honghuang, which had driven the various heavens to madness step by step.

"The Heaven-Piercing Pillar in Ye Chen's hands—we need to get it back." Dimie stroked his chin and said, "Most importantly, where has the Lingxiao Treasure Hall of the Heavenly Court ended up?"

Tianzhu did not reply, only narrowing his eyes and staring toward the east.

In the eastern starry sky, space twisted slightly, and a graceful figure emerged, appearing quite hurried, as if she had rushed here through dust and wind. She was cloaked in black robes, concealing her true appearance with secret techniques. Only her aura was obscure, like a ghost, flickering in and out of existence.

"The female Sheng Ti." Dimie also spotted her, furrowing his brows slightly. He had heard about the events in the Ling Domain three years ago, and the female Sheng Ti's actions were truly baffling to him.

Unaware of their scrutiny, the female Sheng Ti's beautiful eyes scanned the starry sky. She had been in another domain when she heard that Ye Chen was still alive, prompting her to hurry here.

However, she arrived too late—the cultivators of the various heavens had already left.

After a futile search, she turned her gaze to Tianzhu and Dimie, saying indifferently,

"Ye Chen?"

"Nothing to tell you." Dimie's tone was cold, showing no friendliness toward the female Sheng Ti. Associating with the Tianmo was the same as opposing the various heavens, and opposing the various heavens meant clashing with the forbidden zones.

The female Sheng Ti said nothing. With one step, she reappeared directly in front of Dimie.

Dimie's expression changed abruptly, and so did Tianzhu's—they had not seen how she had moved. Her footwork was incredibly mysterious, leaving no trace at all.

"Ye Chen?" she asked again, already gripping Dimie's neck and lifting the peak Zhun Di into the air. Her serene eyes stared intently, making even Tianzhu afraid to act rashly. The fearsomeness of the female Sheng Ti left him in shock.

"Nothing... to tell you." Dimie was tough, refusing to yield.

The female Sheng Ti's gaze turned icy cold, and in her jade palm, forces of annihilation gathered to their extreme.

"The Hanjiang clan," Tianzhu said immediately.

Upon hearing this, the female Sheng Ti vanished in an instant.

Dimie fell, barely steadying himself and nearly collapsing. His face was pale; just moments ago, he had truly sensed the killing intent. If Tianzhu's words had been delayed even a second, he would have been sent to the underworld. The female Sheng Ti's killing intent was bone-chillingly cold.

"I'm not afraid of death." Dimie muttered under his breath.

"Ye Chen going to the Hanjiang clan isn't a secret. Even if we didn't say it, she would find out."

"Aren't you afraid she'll kill Ye Chen?"

"You're underestimating the Tenth Emperor of Da Chu." As Tianzhu spoke, he suddenly turned away.

Dimie shook his head and followed.

In the domain gate, figures crowded together. The elders of Da Chu surrounded Ye Chen like inner and outer circles, watching him as if he were a monkey, their eyes seeming to say: Go on, tell us! Where have you been for the past three years? And how did you come back from the dead?

It's hard to explain!

Ye Chen took a deep breath, his expression grave and sincere. It wasn't that he didn't want to explain; it was just that such matters couldn't be clarified in a short time. The mysteries of the Wheel of Reincarnation were profound, let alone spending a thousand years in it. Even if he explained, those present might not believe him.

Of course, that was only one reason.

The second reason was more sensitive—if this group of elders found out he had spent a thousand years in the Wheel of Reincarnation, they would probably gang up to beat him, especially a certain female Zhun Di, like Donghuang Tai Xin. In the Wheel of Reincarnation, he could have done all sorts of things, such as peeking while someone bathed. The Tenth Emperor of Da Chu was certainly capable of that.

In fact, Ye Chen's gaze toward Donghuang Tai Xin was already strange.

Though Kunlun Shen Nü was clothed, in his eyes, it was no different from being bare.

In that thousand years in the Wheel of Reincarnation, he had studied her the most. To put it bluntly, Donghuang Tai Xin bathed almost every time with him present. He knew every mole on her body, and especially her three measurements—they were much larger than in the Da Chu of a thousand years ago.

Ye Chen pondered whether he should pull out some of his treasured versions to show everyone, especially to Donghuang Tai Xin—the part where he secretly watched her. He was certain it would cause quite a stir if revealed, completely overturning life views.

As he thought about it, Ye Chen felt a warmth in his nostrils, and a stream of blood trickled out.

Donghuang Tai Xin frowned slightly, glancing sideways at Ye Chen. It was just that his gaze was so unnaturally off, making her feel uncomfortable all over.

And what's with that nosebleed?

Ye Chen coughed awkwardly and hurriedly wiped his nose, but the blood kept flowing uncontrollably.

"This old man calculates that this guy is thinking of something lewd—well, the legendary kind of fantasy," Di Lao said meaningfully, stroking his beard.

"With his wife right here, is that appropriate?" Tian Lao smirked.

"Not appropriate," Chu Xuan and Chu Ling said with a smile, one on each side of Ye Chen, their hands already at his waist, pinching a good spot hard several times. You're really bold! Even daring to fantasize about the Kunlun Shen Nü. With so many wives, isn't that enough for you?

"He's never learned his lesson if you're not direct," Nanming Yu Shu said bluntly, reaching out to pin Ye Chen down.

What followed was a rather bloody scene. Ye Chen, who had survived the Emperor Capital massacre, was knocked down and couldn't get up, getting hammered by his wives. Every time he crawled out of the crowd, he was dragged back the next second—his nose wasn't his nose, his face wasn't his face, and they didn't hold back.

They hadn't beaten him in years, and their hands were itching.

Eating, sleeping, and beating Ye Chen had become a staple in the lives of the women.

Go for it, moms!

The most well-behaved one was Ye Ling, raising her little fist to cheer for the women. As a daughter, she couldn't hit her dad, but she could offer moral support.

This whole family is completely nuts.

That was the Da Chu people's evaluation of Ye Chen's family.

Little did they know, that was also the various heavens' view of Da Chu—fierce folk customs were understandable, but every one of them lacking morals was excessive. There was an unspoken rule: when outsiders visit Da Chu, it's best not to bring storage bags, or they might get robbed. That land is full of traps, and anyone you pull out is full of energy.

This all boils down to Ye Chen—his personal charm is unbeatable, subtly influencing everyone to pick up his bad habits. That's why Da Chu people are so vibrant—it's all because of him.

No one knew when the screams finally died down.

The clever Ye Chen lay there like a dead pig, covered in footprints, while the women's expressions were exceptionally refreshed. It felt so satisfying.

One thing subdues another, the spectators sighed.

Even someone as strong as Ye Chen, who had blasted the Hanjiang to pieces, was completely tamed by his wives. This proved how important it is to have a durable husband—you don't have to worry about hurting him, just beat him to death; he won't die.

Someone like Ye Chen would be back to normal in three to five minutes, good as new.

"Kid, does it hurt?" Long Wu squatted down, his forehead shining brightly.

"It hurts." Ye Chen still had blood foam in his mouth.

"Good, it should hurt."

"I'll show you something interesting." Ye Chen, still lying there, sent a strand of divine sense to Long Wu. In it was a scene: a young life born in a peach blossom forest, drawing mysterious phenomena—it was the legendary Eternal Body.

Well, that was the reincarnated Dongfang Yuling.

Long Wu read it, and his body trembled violently. Tears instantly filled his eyes. That was Dongfang Yuling. Though she was in the form of a baby, he recognized her at a glance. After a great wheel of reincarnation, he had finally found his Dongfang Yuling.

"Cute, isn't she?" Ye Chen remained lying there, spitting blood foam.

"Where is she?" Long Wu stared at Ye Chen, his eyes full of tears.

"Help me up first."

"You got it!" Long Wu cheerfully and carefully helped Ye Chen up.

"My back and waist are sore."

"Easy." Long Wu immediately started massaging his shoulders and back.

"I'm a bit short on hand recently."

"We have some." Long Wu was quite generous, handing over all his storage bags. This was a big shot; he had to treat him well. After all, only he knew where Dongfang Yuling was.

Ye Chen smoothed his hair, quite satisfied.

He might even call him dad if asked.

Ye Chen's mind was full of wild ideas. At that moment, Long Wu's head was filled with thoughts of Dongfang Yuling—he could do anything. That was love, that was affection. The unreliable Long Wu, with his shining forehead, was also a rare devoted soul.

"In the Boluo Domain." Under Long Wu's hopeful gaze, Ye Chen finally revealed the secret.

Hearing this, the unreliable Long Wu burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably. No wonder he hadn't found her after all these years—she was in another domain, and she hadn't even been born yet.

"Don't rush. After this battle, I'll help you bring her back." Ye Chen patted Long Wu's shoulder and, while he was at it, took the last storage bag from Long Wu, casually tucking it into his own waist. Helping people wasn't free; it required payment.

Long Wu didn't care about any of that. He covered his face and wailed loudly.

This scene left the various Zhun Di stunned. Why did he start crying?

The people of Hengyue understood it well—it must be that Ye Chen had found the reincarnated Dongfang Yuling. Only she could make Long Wu like this. Over these centuries, for the sake of finding his love, this big bald head had searched countless star domains.

Ye Chen clutched his old waist, wiped his nosebleed, and also wiped the fresh blood from the corner of his mouth. Unintentionally, he caught sight of several pairs of eyes looking at him with full hope.

That was Liu Yi, Xingyue Sheng Nü, Qian Shang Yue, Bi You, Fu Ling... and many more. Like Long Wu, they had weathered the years searching for their loved ones.

Ye Chen sighed, not daring to meet their eyes.

Over those years in other domains, he had indeed found quite a few reincarnated people, but among them were no Nangong Yue, Ye Xingchen, Shen Xuanfeng, Dao Huang, or Zhuge Yu—including Dugu Ao, Long Ye, and Hu Wa. Too many reincarnated people, and he hadn't found them.

They'll be found eventually!

The crowd smiled through tears, not blaming Ye Chen—it was impossible to blame him. Over too many years, Ye Chen had shouldered too much. It was he who had found so many reincarnated people.

What is love in this world?

The older Zhun Di sighed inwardly, looking at the youthful juniors and inevitably recalling their own pasts. Sadly, time was too ancient, blurring those memories of hardship.

For a moment, a wave of sorrow enveloped the Emperor Path Domain Gate.

It was this sorrow that made the eyes of the Da Chu cultivators shimmer with icy cold light amid their tears—that was directed at the Honghuang clans. During the Tianmo invasion back then, the nine million cultivators of Da Chu had fought so fiercely, building a bloody wall with their blood and bones for all living beings. Yet the Honghuang not only showed no gratitude but also caused chaos—how could they honor the fallen heroes?

So, this time, they were going for total extermination.

"We're here!"

No one knew who reminded them, but everyone snapped out of their thoughts.

The major forces of the various heavens emerged from the domain gates, like streams converging from all directions, gathering in a desolate star domain. The Hanjiang clan's lair was here. Though hidden, it couldn't escape detection—it was a vast spatial realm, and through the cracks, one could still glimpse the Honghuang demonic lands.

The star domain rumbled as the cultivators of the various heavens stood one per step, blanketing the starry sky like a dark curtain that obscured the world's light and heavens. War banners fluttered fiercely in the star winds, and the most dazzling sights were the various Emperor Weapons suspended in the void, like rounds of suns radiating glory across the world. Their destructive Emperor Might pressed down on the eternal immortal dome.

"Hidden deep enough." The Wu Huang sneered, his divine eyes gleaming.

"The Hanjiang clan, you've got some nerve." Curses echoed nonstop, with many old Zhun Di snorting coldly. They had passed through this star domain more than once but had no idea the Hanjiang clan was hiding here.

"Why else would they be called shrinking turtles?"

"Turtles and Xuanwu are still different—don't mix them up."

" You've said that eight hundred times—aren't you tired?"

"The inheritance of the Emperor Path is indeed extraordinary." Ye Chen narrowed his eyes, looking at the Hanjiang clan's protective barrier. It was absolutely genuine Emperor Path level, and the central formation maintaining it was a true Emperor Path formation. Such defense couldn't be broken by three or five Emperor Weapons. Compared to the Tengshe and Taowu clans, the Hanjiang clan's defenses were truly domineering.

Do you really intend to fight to the death?

Roars echoed through the star domain, coming from the Hanjiang ancestral land—it was the Hanjiang clan emperor, his entire body drenched in blood and bones, severely wounded, his eyes blood-red and as hideous as a demon.

This statement made all forces want to laugh. Now that they'd come this far, what do you think?

No one from the various heavens responded. What answered the Hanjiang was the revival of various ultimate Emperor Weapons, all unleashing their Emperor Might. The ultimate Emperor light condensed, each beam carrying world-ending power. Even before they struck, the entire starry sky began collapsing inch by inch.