"Hehe, our ancestral precepts forbid us from doing that." Zhang Shihao chuckled. "So when do you plan to go to the ancestral mausoleum?"
"Tomorrow then." Ye Xingchen's eyes narrowed slightly. "I think that old monk Miaoyan deliberately gave this to me."
"He deliberately gave this to you?" Zhang Shih-hao was slightly taken aback. "What was his purpose in doing this?"
"I don't know." Ye Xingchen shook his head and said, "But if this guy really values this thing too much, he wouldn't have let Na Yuanzhen die in front of me."
“Let’s go take a look first. The burial place of the Jin royal family’s ancestors is an extremely auspicious feng shui site,” Zhang Shih-hao said. “There are bound to be many dangers inside, so to be on the safe side, we should make thorough preparations.”
Ye Xingchen nodded, then opened the box, where a jade seal lay quietly.
This jade seal did not belong to the royal family, but was used by the Jin clan before they entered the pass. It was also the key to opening their ancestral tomb.
Success or failure will be decided tomorrow; Ye Xingchen has been waiting for this day for quite some time.
Night fell, and Ye Xingchen was landing when suddenly he opened his eyes and looked out the window in surprise.
When did the malevolent aura outside begin to rise, with gusts of cold wind blowing, as if some ferocious creature had appeared?
"I'm here." Ye Xingchen got up and went into the courtyard.
He knew that Miaoyan wouldn't let him off easily. Was the reason this guy let him leave really because he wanted him to make arrangements for his affairs after his death?
Zhang Shih-hao reacted quickly, arriving in the courtyard at almost the same time as Ye Xing-chen.
He was already tightly gripping a jade ruler in his hand, their magic-exorcising artifact from Qiwu Mountain. It seemed he had already sensed the danger.
"Did you feel it?" Zhang Shih-hao asked Ye Xing-chen.
"I can feel it. It's an extremely strong Yin energy." Ye Xingchen nodded solemnly. He had an ominous premonition; this Yin energy felt very familiar to him.
Could it be... her?
"The demonic aura of the Ghost Mother... the opponent is at least as strong as the Nine-Child Ghost Mother. Damn it, this world is really going to be in chaos, all sorts of demons and monsters are popping up." Zhang Shihao looked tense as he realized how strong the Nine-Child Ghost Mother was.
“This aura is much stronger than that of the Nine-Child Ghost Mother.” Ye Xingchen glanced at Zhang Shihao: “Be prepared.”
"What did you say was stronger than the Nine-Child Demon Mother's gas? Could it be...?" Zhang Shih-hao was dumbfounded and dared not continue.
The Nine-Child Demon Mother is already an extremely powerful being; her strength would require her master to descend the mountain and, with the power of a half-saint, be able to defeat her.
Ye Xingchen said this aura was even stronger than that of the Nine-Child Mother Ghost, could it be...?
“That’s right, the opponent is stronger than the Nine Sons.” Ye Xingchen nodded: “Moreover, I guess I’m an old acquaintance of theirs.”
"An old acquaintance?" Zhang Shihao looked around in surprise and uncertainty. A flash of black mist appeared, and a figure appeared in the night.
A person completely shrouded in a black robe emerged; judging from their figure, it was likely a woman.
She stepped forward gently, lifted the hat covering her head, revealing a pale face.
Her face was deathly pale, and her pupils were a dark yellow; in the darkness of the night, one could even faintly see the faint light emanating from her pupils.
Although her face had become terrifying, one could still see glimpses of her former beauty.
Ye Xingchen recognized the person in front of him immediately.
"Chen Roujin?"
"Haha, Ye Xingchen, it's been a long time." Chen Roujin laughed heartily, "I didn't expect that even though I've changed like this, you would still recognize me immediately."
"I would recognize you even if you turned to ashes. Aren't you already dead?" Ye Xingchen sneered.
"Originally, I was already dead, but fortunately I met the masters of Qianshui Temple. They took me back to the temple and revived me with secret methods. Then, with my extraordinary talent and the secret methods of Qianshui Temple, I cultivated my current strength."
Chen Roujin spoke calmly, smiling slightly, "You didn't expect this, did you? We actually met in this way."
"I really didn't expect that we would actually meet again." Ye Xingchen nodded gently.
He then laughed and said, "But I really don't want to see you. We fought so fiercely in the capital, it was a life-or-death struggle, and now we've met again. You said you were dead, so why did you come back now?"
"Heh, you're not dead yet, how could I be dead?" Chen Roujin made no attempt to hide the ruthlessness in her eyes.
"Ye Xingchen, is he someone we know?" Zhang Shihao swallowed hard. "Since we all know each other, there's no need to fight like this. I'll get a few bottles of wine and some snacks. Shall we all sit down, eat, and chat?"
Zhang Shih-hao started to slip away, but Ye Xing-chen stopped him with a look.
"Brother, this is at least the strength of the Nine-Child Ghost Mother. In terms of level, only a half-saint level figure can match her. If you can avoid fighting, then don't fight." Zhang Shihao was almost crying.
Honestly, he has never met anyone this strong since his debut.
"An enemy, the kind you wish you could strangle to death, now you can't back down even if you want to," Ye Xingchen said calmly.
"What should we do then?" Zhang Shih-hao asked with a mournful face.
"Our feud is none of your business. Just stay out of the way," Ye Xingchen said.
"Oh, good, good." Zhang Shih-hao was overjoyed. He cleverly hid to the side, not daring to look at Chen Rou-jin even once.
"Qiwu Mountain?" Chen Roujin glanced at Zhang Shihao.
"Yeah, haha, we're all on the same side, there's no need for fighting," Zhang Shih-hao said with a smile.
"You old Taoist priests of Qiwu Mountain are all treacherous and despicable," Chen Roujin said coldly. "If you hide to the side, you might ambush me at any moment. Why don't I send you on your way?"
"You..." Zhang Shih-hao was furious. If he could beat her, he would have already started tearing her apart.
"Chen Roujin, it seems you've accomplished quite a bit." Ye Xingchen smiled slightly. "But this time your target is me, there's no need to take your anger out on others."
“That’s right, you are my target, but I’m not comfortable with this kid standing there.” Chen Roujin sneered.
"There's no need. You're from Qianshui Temple. What kind of conspiracy does Qianshui Temple have this time?" Ye Xingchen asked.
"Hehe, there's no conspiracy at Qianshui Temple. All the monks there died after I drained their blood and flesh, so there's hardly anyone left at Qianshui Temple," Chen Roujin said with a smile.
"You killed the leader of Yinshan before, and now you've killed the people from Qianshui Temple too?" Ye Xingchen was somewhat surprised: "Were you born to betray your master and ancestors?"
"If you want to survive in this world, you can only believe in one thing: self-preservation is the only way out." Chen Roujin chuckled. "They're not good people anyway. They only saved me to make puppets."
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