Chapter 963: Good Luck

Chapter 963: Yun Qi is Truly Something

Boom! Bang! Boom!

Across the vast lands of Bei Chu, earth-shattering roars would occasionally resound, making everyone's hearts pound with each one. Looking into the distance, one would invariably see two figures walking side by side, chatting merrily. They would arrive at someone's doorstep, still laughing and talking.

The families there were quite sharp; they didn't even wait for Ye Chen to speak. Those who possessed the Jiu Zhou Shen Tu would hand it over directly, while those who didn't would offer money, treasures, or other valuable items.

And so, in this peculiar manner, the two continued their journey as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening, strolling from place to place like mendicant monks begging for alms or thugs collecting protection money, reaping rewards at every stop.

In the end, what should have been a simple task of retrieving their own belongings had completely devolved into outright extortion and protection rackets.

The most absurd thing was that the major forces in Bei Chu were extraordinarily cooperative. The fundamental reason was their lack of unity; no one dared to be the first to step forward. They had always been entangled in overt and covert struggles, with intricate alliances and deep-seated grudges, so how could they possibly truly unite?

Just as Ye Chen had said that day, the situation in Bei Chu was one where unity would eventually lead to division. Even if he hadn't come, it was highly likely to have descended into conflict again.

Trailing behind them was a large crowd of onlookers. Wherever Ye Chen went, they followed, murmuring in astonishment the entire way.

Now this is what success looks like. Brazenly extorting and demanding without even having to ask—people just handed things over. To live like this is the pinnacle of success. After wandering through so many places, they had amassed enough wealth to equip a massive army of cultivators.

Many people thought to themselves: If they can do it, why can't we?

Sorry, but you can't! They can come to Bei Chu to collect protection fees and extort openly, but do you dare try that in Nan Chu?

The answer is a definite no.

Never mind whether you could even get into Nan Tian Men—if you did, you'd probably never get out. And if they let you leave, it would be on a stretcher, half-dead and crippled.

"We really came to take our own things," Ye Chen said with a meaningful expression.

"It's them giving it voluntarily; we didn't ask for it," Tai Xu Ancient Dragon added, shaking his head.

As they chatted, the two arrived at the outskirts of a spiritual mountain. Just like the Tun Yuan World Family, this mountain was sealed tight with protective barriers on all sides, front and back, left and right, top and bottom—not even a fly could slip in.

Well then! Without demanding anything from the people inside, the two just stood at the entrance and started chatting.

Mid-conversation, a storage bag flew out.

Hey? Not bad—something to pick up.

Ye Chen casually caught the storage bag, glanced inside, and if the contents seemed substantial, he'd turn and leave. If not, he'd continue chatting with Tai Xu Ancient Dragon right there at the entrance.

As they kept talking, another storage bag flew out.

Hey? What luck—more to pick up.

Ye Chen took it just as casually, as if nothing had happened, and walked away while still chatting.

That's how it went—they chatted their way through the entire journey, and every time, their luck held out, turning conversations into treasure hauls.

So, they stayed dedicated, chatting from night into day, day into night, and night into dawn. Even the spectators were yawning, but the two never stopped.

In the grand hall of Shi Xue Dian, Shi Xue Yan Luo sat firmly in his high seat, his face ashen.

For three days and nights, the news he'd heard most was about Ye Chen and Tai Xu Ancient Dragon brazenly extorting in Bei Chu. Who knows, they might show up at Shi Xue Dian any moment to collect protection fees.

What a humiliation, an utter disgrace!

They boasted about Shi Xue Dian dominating Bei Chu, but it was all a joke. Here they were, acting so recklessly, and you didn't even dare step out the door.

He was truly terrified of being killed.

The shadows of the past still lingered in his mind, like a nightmare that wouldn't fade. A million cultivators had been routed—who could say anything about that?

"What are you waiting for?" Shi Hun Wang appeared again, his eyes fixed coldly on Shi Xue Yan Luo.

"You go if you want." Shi Xue Yan Luo snorted.

"You—"

"It's laughable that the entire Bei Chu is scared witless by one person." A faint, icy voice suddenly echoed through the hall.

Before the words settled, a figure shrouded in a purple robe materialized. His body flickered between illusion and reality, his eyes murky and indistinct, exuding an overwhelming pressure that made the entire Shi Xue hall buzz and shake.

This was undoubtedly the mysterious figure who had descended upon Bei Chu.

He, too, had emerged from the black egg and was a Zhǔn Dì-level cultivator. But due to suppression from Da Chu, his cultivation had dropped to the Quasi-Heavenly realm. Had he not been pursued by Hong Chen and Zi Xuan together, he wouldn't have hidden in Shi Xue Dian.

Like the black-robed man in Nan Chu, they came from the same place, though where exactly remained unknown.

"Sir, Shi Xue Dian kindly took you in—don't overstep and start spouting nonsense," Shi Xue Yan Luo said coldly, glaring at the purple-robed figure. "If you speak out of turn again, I won't hesitate to escort you out of Shi Xue Dian."

"You won't drive me away." The purple-robed figure chuckled, revealing his stark white teeth.

"What makes you so confident?" Even Shi Hun Wang sneered, his eyes glowing eerily as he scrutinized the purple-robed figure, trying to see through him.

Strangely, a bizarre force shrouded the purple-robed figure, obscuring everything—even Shi Hun Wang couldn't penetrate it.

This was why Shi Xue Yan Luo and Shi Hun Wang had been treating him with such courtesy. In their eyes, this purple-robed figure was unfathomable, at least on par with the various kings.

Such an existence was rare in Da Chu, certainly no ordinary person. If they could form an alliance, it would be a tremendous asset.

"Do you know why Ye Chen routed a million cultivators back then?" The purple-robed figure found a seat and lounged back leisurely, eyeing Shi Hun Wang and Shi Xue Yan Luo with amusement.

"Why?" Shi Hun Wang and Shi Xue Yan Luo both narrowed their eyes.

"At that time, he was in a state of invincibility—neither dying nor being injured." The purple-robed figure smiled slyly.

"A state of invincibility?" Shi Hun Wang and Shi Xue Yan Luo exchanged glances, their brows furrowing.

"No wonder—he just wouldn't die no matter what." Shi Hun Wang snorted.

"What exactly do you mean by that state? Some kind of secret technique?" Shi Xue Yan Luo stared straight at the purple-robed figure.

"What it is doesn't matter." The purple-robed figure smiled mysteriously. "What matters is that if he could activate it once, it doesn't mean he can do it twice. Without that state, why would it take a million cultivators to kill him?"

"You seem to know him well." Shi Hun Wang eyed the purple-robed figure with a cold laugh.

"I wouldn't say I know him." The purple-robed figure smirked playfully. "It's just that I've lived longer than you, so I know a bit more."

"Then who exactly are you?"

"Who I am isn't important." The purple-robed figure's smile turned sinister. "What's important is that I can help you eliminate Ye Chen. And if you're willing, wiping out Nan Chu Heavenly Court isn't out of the question either."

"You're quite bold." Shi Xue Yan Luo and Shi Hun Wang's eyes flashed with sharp glints.

"The holy son of the Assassin God Dynasty will duel him, and that Dong Ling Gu Yuan will be his grave..." The purple-robed figure's voice grew ethereal. "His head will be the first gift I present to you."

"Why would you help us?" Shi Xue Yan Luo stared unblinkingly at the purple-robed figure.

"No particular reason." As the purple-robed figure spoke, his body began to fade until he vanished completely. "I simply enjoy worlds of chaos. The color of blood is exquisitely vibrant."