"Is there sothing you need?"
Ji Chen spoke, locking eyes with Long Shiyuan, able to sense that the other had ill intentions.
"In this Era of Final Law, it’s quite rare for the Human Race’s younger generation to produce soone like you. It’s a pity that the Wound of the Dao is irreversible; otherwise, I would have liked to spar with you. But now, it seems that there’s no need."
He stood proudly, sweeping his gaze over Ji Chen, continuing, "In the Dragon Race, we have a Holy dicine that can greatly aid the Wound of the Dao, possibly granting you a few more years of life. Of course, this Holy dicine is exceedingly precious. Should you choose to pledge allegiance to the Dragon Race in the coming years, perhaps I could request so for you."
"Pledge allegiance to the Dragon Race?"
Ji Chen was montarily stunned upon hearing this, then replied with a smile, "You’ve picked the wrong person. Though I’m a nobody, I still have a spine."
The Human Race has always clashed with the ancient alien races, particularly the Dragon Race. In the past, the Human Race was often oppressed, with the Dragon Race at the forefront. When the Dragon Emperor ruled the world, seeking to dominate mankind, the Human Race was nearly suffocated by their suppression.
Even now, ntioning these past grievances, the major forces of the Human Race still harbor resentnt, never aligning with the alien races.
"Before death, what is so-called backbone worth?"
Long Shiyuan sneered, "Now the Dragon Race of Eastern Desolation is reviving, and our king is destined to rule the heavens. At that ti, your Human Race will once again face the darkness of ancient tis. Those who follow prosper; those who resist perish. Only those wise enough to recognize the tis are true heroes."
Ji Chen remained silent, not inclined to entertain the other.
He withdrew his gaze, turning to Mo Wanqing, saying, "Let’s go."
With that, he turned to leave.
"Wait."
Long Shiyuan’s brow furrowed instantly, "I haven’t finished speaking. Did I say you could leave?"
"Do I need your permission to leave or stay?" Ji Chen couldn’t help but laugh.
It is said that the alien races have always been arrogant, thinking themselves superior. Today, he truly witnessed that.
"Buzz..."
Suddenly, the space trembled, and a formidable aura erupted from Long Shiyuan, reaching the Seventh Layer of the Returning Ruins Realm.
He wore a cold smile, "Originally, you had one more year to live, but seeing your ingratitude, there’s no need for you to continue living."
"Want to make a move?"
Ji Chen’s eyes narrowed as he let out a cold snort. At the sa ti, an aura belonging to the First Layer of the Returning Ruins Realm was unleashed from him without hesitation.
Although it was only the First Layer of the Returning Ruins Realm, the aura emanating from Ji Chen at this mont was far stronger than that of an ordinary cultivator at the sa level.
"Worthy of passing through the Nine Dragon True Tribulation, an aura like this is hard even for experts at the Third or Fourth Layer of the Returning Ruins Realm to possess."
"After all, with Nine Spirit Veins, how can his strength be underestimated?"
All around, many were astonished, feeling the extraordinary aura from Ji Chen. It was hard to imagine such an aura ca from soone at the First Layer of the Returning Ruins Realm.
"Stop!"
And just when tensions were high, a voice suddenly called for a halt.
Turning their gaze, they saw a young man erging from one direction in the crowd.
"Ye Yunge is here!"
"Today is the birthday of the Ye Family’s patriarch; naturally, the Ye Family wouldn’t stand by watching a fight here," people murmured.
"Although you are of the Dragon Race, coming uninvited and targeting our guest—isn’t that disrespectful to the Ye Family?"
Ye Yunge spoke, stepping before Ji Chen, his gaze calmly sweeping over Long Shiyuan.
Even though the Dragon Race was powerful and the Ye Family preferred not to provoke them, Long Shiyuan had co seeking trouble, and as the Ye Family’s Young Master, Ye Yunge couldn’t just ignore it.
Moreover, within this Ye Family, it wasn’t for soone like Long Shiyuan to act presumptuously.
"You do have so courage, worthy of being Emperor Ye’s descendant."
Long Shiyuan narrowed his eyes, not daring to act forcefully. Clearly, he knew that if he acted recklessly here, leaving the Ye Family alive would be difficult.
Besides, he had a more important matter in Beiyou, not wanting to entangle himself here.
"Speaking of which, my Dragon Race and Emperor Ye once had grievances. The Ye Family, being his descendants, will have to settle this with us in due ti."
Leaving those words, he finally turned away, leaving without looking back.
"Grievances between the Ye Family and the Dragon Race?"
"Since when?"
Watching him leave, many guests couldn’t help but discuss.
The Dragon Race had secluded themselves for years, dwelling far in the Eastern Desolation. During Emperor Ye’s era, the Dragon Race remained hidden, never having any of their kind visit Beiyou. So when did this so-called grievance arise?
Not only the guests, but even Ye Yunge was puzzled, evidently unaware of this matter even as the Ye Family’s Young Master.
"Ji Chen, are you okay?"
Not dwelling on it further, Ye Yunge quickly turned to Ji Chen, inquiring.
After all, Ji Chen was his invited guest. Should anything happen at the Ye Family, it would weigh on Ye Yunge’s conscience.
Ji Chen shook his head, giving a slight bow, "I’m fine, thank you, Ye Yunge."
"So, this young friend is Ji Chen?"
At this mont, a gentle laugh suddenly ca from a direction within the crowd.
Looking over, an elderly man with white hair and beard was approaching slowly.
Beside him, to the left and right, were a man and a woman, both middle-aged.
This elder was none other than Ye Family’s patriarch, Ye Huai.
And at his side were his son and daughter, the current Patriarch Ye Yuanyong, and Ji Chen’s mother, Ye Jinglan.
Their appearance startled many present, but they quickly reacted and greeted them.
"I greet...the elders."
Ji Chen slightly furrowed his brow, gathering from the surrounding chatter the identities of the three.
He gave a slight bow while his gaze swept around, finally settling on Ye Jinglan.
"Last night, young friend captivated the world with your Nine Veins—truly a gifted talent. Yunge, treat him well, ensure he is well received," Ye Huai instructed.
Now that Ji Chen had co under the scrutiny of major powers, the Ye Family was no exception. Such a remarkable figure would naturally pique anyone’s curiosity regarding his origins.
Before this, few knew of Ji Chen. It was only when he erged last night, transcending the Nine Dragon True Tribulation in Bicheng, that people realized a young king was hidden within Beiyou.
"The elder flatters . I am not to be deed a gifted talent. I ca unannounced today with a matter I wish to consult you about."
Ji Chen stood quietly, reflecting for a mont before speaking.
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