Clang! Clang! Clang!

After a few more hits from the heavenly spear, the aura of the ancient blood-red sword dropped sharply. No matter how high its grade was, can it compare to a divine weapon?

Seeing this, Ye Chen stopped hitting the sword and retracted his spear.

Now all was left to eliminate the weakened strand of Lin Tian’s soul and refine the sword.

This was not difficult for him; let alone him, even the dragoness and the void pearl could do it.

He didn’t hesitate and dropped his essence blood on the sword.

Sizzle!

The sword trembled and hissed with pain as Ye Chen’s blood essence contained vast spiritual qi and soul power eroding Lin Tian’s strand of soul and also forcefully refining the sword.

The process wasn’t long; within a minute Ye Chen finished refining the sword as well as eliminating the strand of soul.

Swoosh!

With a thought, he waved the sword, cutting through air like a tofu.

"Good," he nodded with a pleased look.

Now he could be considered a genuine sword cultivator who will make the hearts of young women throb with excitement.

...

Just as he was happy, Lin Tian, who had returned to his palace, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood with a pale face.

He didn’t even need to guess, as he understood that the ’world spirit’ must have destroyed his strand of soul from the sword.

"You dare destroy my soul imprint? Good, very good! It’s been years since someone made me suffer such a loss. When I find you, I will personally refine you into my personal world!" he said viciously.

Poor void pearl is getting targeted for no reason.

...

After playing with the sword for a while, Ye Chen decided to let it stay inside the void pearl.

The reason was the sword was too sharp and it could even cut through space, especially the weaker ones like spatial rings.

But he wasn’t disappointed because he wanted to keep this sword in the scabbard and carry it around; only then would he be able to show off and flirt.

Shaking away his thoughts, he took a glance at his dantian. He just found out that the dantians situated inside his main body could directly devour the spiritual qi from the earth vein underground to recover.

Which meant unless someone cut the connection of the earth’s vein, he didn’t have to worry about spiritual qi exhaustion.

’Tsk tsk, won’t the geniuses cry after encountering me?’ He clicked his tongue in wonder.

The ’Divine Celestial Physique’ had given him quite a surprise. Furthermore, it was just the first stage; there were still eight more stages remaining.

What would happen after he finally fused with all parts of Divine Celestial Physique?

Of course, the most important thing now was not to imagine but to ponder the way to the Qi-Refining realm.

While thinking this, he returned to his room, and the first thing he did after this was to find his junior sister.

However, there was no trace of her inside the courtyard; all he found was a little girl squatting under the shade of a tree and drawing circles to curse someone with a sulking face.

Who else could it be but Wang Yiyi?

"Little girl, where is Xiao Mei?"

Walking towards her, Ye Chen inquired.

Hearing his words, Wang Yiyi glanced up at him and became stunned.

He somehow... felt more handsome.

Pah pah pah, what am I thinking? This is a bad guy who only knows how to bully people.

"Sect master Zhen Yunqi took Sister Li Mei to the sect hall," she replied and then continued drawing her circles once again.

Just a while ago Jing Xiao left the Azure Cloud Sect. She was, after all, the sect master of Jade Mountain Sect. How could she stay here for so long?

If not for the fact Lan Ming received the alchemy inheritance and could share some knowledge with her, she would’ve left long ago.

However, when going back, she didn’t bring her little disciple with her so it was no wonder she was sulking now.

"Huh?"

Suddenly Wang Yiyi stiffened as a strong arm warped around her waist and lifted her in the air.

"W-what are you doing?" she looked at Ye Chen with a fearful face.

He, after all, had kept her under house arrest inside the mystic city before so she felt quite scared being alone with this bad guy.

"There are no maids in the courtyard, but since there is you, I don’t think there is any need. All you have to do is massage my shoulders, cook for me, and warm my bed," Ye Chen stated with a smile.

"W-warm your bed!!!"

The little girl’s face instantly turned pale.

"Don’t worry, I won’t ask you to wash my feet," he consoled her.

But it would’ve been better if he had not.

"Wuuu, I am going to get bullied."

The little girl’s eyes turned misty and she started sobbing.

Ye Chen, however, just ignored her and calmly brought her inside the courtyard.

He was just joking with her; he wouldn’t really ask her to warm his bed but cooking and massaging couldn’t be left off.

Her master was, after all, his future maid. How could his maid’s disciples not show some filial pity to him?

"Tell me what happened in these three days when I was gone."

After making her sit beside him, he inquired.

Wang Yiyi, though unwilling, explained with a sulky and dejected look.

There was nothing serious except some rumors flying around about him possessing a lot of ’Heavenly Jade Essence’ yet being unwilling to contribute to important pillars of the kingdom and so on.

Hearing this, Ye Chen couldn’t help but sneer.

"They think too highly of themselves."

For him this was just a trivial matter so he ignored it and continued to listen. Once again there were some rumors and some trivial news along with what happened inside the courtyard when he was not here.

"So Jing Xiao went back to the sect? What a pity," he muttered with disappointment.

Now that he had some strength, he could mess around a bit and not get chased by his maid. However, she had left so he could do nothing to her.

Looking at his expression, Wang Yiyi had a bad feeling, as if her master was also going to get bullied by him.

Pah, Pah, Master is so strong the bad guy is the one who will get bullied.

She thought to herself but suddenly felt her words somehow sounded very wrong.

Why is it, though? It must be her imagination.