That afternoon, Ye Chen started recovering the Emperor Brush’s spirit body on Purple Cap Mountain with the cave abode Zi Qingcang provided.
Emperor Brush and the Heavenly Emperor Sword were reputed to be the sharpest weapons in the Immortal World. The tip of the brush was like a saber. Ye Chen, who was fully clothed, held Emperor Brush. One stroke could determine life and death in the world. The tip of the brush could destroy the entire world.
However, Ye Chen’s immortal weapon was almost destroyed after that battle. Even Emperor Brush was no exception.
Compared to the shattered Night Demon Armor, Emperor Brush was slightly worse. After all, an attack weapon naturally could not compare to the Night Demon Armor.
Therefore, even after both were shattered, the Night Demon’s weapon spirit was still awake, while Emperor Brush’s had fallen into a deep slumber.
Fortunately, Zi Qingcang’s Soul-shaping Golden Lotus allowed Emperor Brush’s weapon spirit to protect the remaining spirit body. Otherwise, Ye Chen would not have been able to wake it up.
Two hours later, rays of light suddenly gushed out from the cave and an extremely serious voice rang out.
“I, Emperor Brush, greet the Heavenly Emperor!”
The excitement in his voice could not be concealed.
It was a middle-aged man hovering in the air. His long hair fluttered behind him, and golden flames surged from his body.
The man was kneeling on one knee in the air at that moment. His eyes were filled with respect and longing as he looked at Ye Chen.
“Please get up!”
Ye Chen suppressed the excitement inside of him and helped him up.
Night Demon shot out from his body and transformed into a wretched old man. He looked at Emperor Brush’s weapon spirit and chuckled, “Old wicked brush, your life is really tough. You didn’t die even after what had happened!”
“Aren’t you still alive too, old skank?” Emperor Brush’s weapon spirit smirked coldly, its eyes filled with disdain.
“Who are you calling an old skank?”
Instantly, Night Demon fell into an uproar. He blew his beard and glared at him, “Hey, Wushuang, this old wicked brush is showing off in front of you. Are you tolerating him?”
As Ye Chen’s two great attack weapons, the Heavenly Emperor Sword and Emperor Brush had never been on good terms. Therefore, Night Demon mentioned Wushuang without even thinking.
Ye Wushuang slowly revealed himself next to Ye Chen. He held Mengmeng in his arms and said in all seriousness, “I’ll tolerate him!”
Night Demon Armor was speechless.
Ye Wushuang looked at Emperor Brush’s weapon spirit quietly and smiled brightly, “It’s great that you’re not dead. If there’s a chance, let’s fight again!”
“Alright!”
The weapon spirit also smiled knowingly.
When Night Demon saw that, he intentionally sighed and said, “Indeed. Good people do not live a long life, but scourges live for a thousand year!”
At this moment, the weapon spirit noticed the little girl in Ye Wushuang’s arms, “Master, is this your child?”
Upon seeing Ye Chen nod with a smile, Emperor Brush knelt on one knee again and said respectfully, “Emperor Brush greets the princess!”
The little girl widened his eyes in confusion, “Daddy, why did this uncle kowtow to me? He even called me princess…”
“This is one of daddy’s brothers. You can call him Uncle Emperor Brush from now on,” Ye Chen walked over and patted the little girl’s head.
“I wouldn’t dare, I wouldn’t dare. How can this old servant…”
Emperor Brush’s weapon spirit was about to reject him, but it could only agree after seeing Ye Chen’s firm gaze.
“Uncle Emperor Brush, do you have a present for Mengmeng?” The little girl walked over and looked at him eagerly.
“Yes, yes, yes!”
Emperor Brush’s weapon spirit laughed out loud. It then transformed into a golden brush and tapped between the little girl’s brows.
A stream of golden source energy entered the little girl’s glabella from the tip of the brush. Everyone watched as the little girl’s acupoints in her body opened with a loud bang, directly elevating to Master Stage.
Meanwhile, the Emperor Brush’s spirit body had also turned slightly illusory.
Ye Chen frowned and said, “Your gift is too much!”
Emperor Brush had used the last remaining imperial source energy to cleanse the little girl’s body and meridians, allowing her to instantly step into the Master Stage.
The price was that it would be much more difficult for Emperor Brush to recover to his peak.
However, he shook his head repeatedly, and his gaze towards the little girl was filled with love, “It’s fine. At most, this old servant will spend more effort in the future!”
“Return!”
Ye Chen took out Emperor Brush while the weapon spirit turned into a streak and returned to the body of the brush.
The girl tugged at the corner of his shirt and said pitifully, “Daddy, when are we going home? When are we going to find mommy?”
“Soon!”
Ye Chen comforted her and walked out of the cave after picking her up.
He still had one more thing to do!
It was to release all the suppressed dragon veins, allowing them to return to the mortal world and open up the path for the hundreds of thousands of cultivators in the mortal world!
When he walked out, Elder Qing Xuan and the rest who had been waiting anxiously came up to him, “Peak master, are you alright?”
The people who came to watch the battle stayed.
All the breathing stopped when they saw him coming out. Everyone looked at Ye Chen with respect!
Even a saint was no match for him. From now on, he was the true master of the Kunlun Ruins!
“I’m fine!”
Ye Chen looked around and said to Elder Qing Xuan and the rest, “Let’s go!”
Everyone was about to return.
A black shadow suddenly flew over from the horizon. When it landed, everyone’s pupils involuntarily shrank.
It was a Drought Demon!
The most terrifying thing was that the Corpse King was the Drought Demon’s master. He was the person that everyone in the Kunlun Ruins feared and terrified the most apart from Ye Chen!
Wu Tianhou’s expression turned cold. He stepped forward and questioned, “Why are you blocking our way?!”
Qin Jian glanced at Wu Tianhou in disdain before he looked at Ye Chen, “Mr. Ye, my lord wants to see you!”
The crowd was stunned by his words.
‘The Corpse King wants to see Mad Southern Ye?
‘Could it be that they’re going to fight?’
Ye Chen clasped his hands behind his back and squinted at Qin Jian, “Why does your master want to see me?”
“You’ll know when you get there, Mr. Ye. Why ask so much?” Qin Jian said impolitely.
Boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Chen flashed past. He held Emperor Brush and inscribed a Corpse Suppressing Talisman between his brows quickly!
Qin Jian discovered that his body could no longer move. What shocked him the most was that a terrifying suppressive force spread from head to toe.
“Who do you think you are? How dare you speak to me like this? If not for your master, I would have torn you into pieces today!”
Ye Chen then said coldly, “He can see me if he wants. Get your master to come here personally!”
Then, with a flick of his finger, Qin Jian’s figure turned into a dark light and shot backwards, disappearing into the horizon.
The people around them watched with fear.
Clearly, they did not expect Ye Chen to treat the Corpse King like that. After all, the Corpse King was someone who could even seriously injure the old saint!
A gloating look flashed across many people’s eyes as they thought to this point. They could not wait for the two of them to fight to the death.
After all, no matter who died, it was beneficial to the Kunlun Ruins!
