"Big bad guy!" The Seventh Princess flew in front of Ye Chen and the others, and then she stopped, bent over and gasped, then raised her hand and spread out her palm. Inside was a piece of simple metal, one finger long and half an inch wide, with many fine lines engraved on it, which seemed to be countless symbols. [ y ]

"This is what my father asked me to give to you. Luckily you haven't gone far." The Seventh Princess panted and said quickly, "This contains the third level of the Yanshen Secret Codex, which has never been passed on to others. My father has been rescued by the spiritually civilized people and is back in power. He also gets along well with the spirit of the Xutian weapon. He is very grateful to you, so he is using this to repay you."

Ye Chen nodded, took it without hesitation, and asked casually, "Anything else?"

The Seventh Princess' eyes widened, and the emotion and joy in her eyes were instantly dispersed. She said angrily: "The third level of the Flame Mystic Codex has never been passed on to others. Isn't this enough?"

"Not enough." Ye Chen was playing with the metal block in his hand and said casually, "I'm using this to pay you back. I'm getting a huge bargain. Anyway, I've gotten a bargain, so it doesn't matter if I get a little more."

The Seventh Princess nearly strangled him to death, and roared, "You mean, I'm not worth this little secret book? What a joke! I tell you, my father knows that you are not a good person, so he didn't give you good things. Humph, otherwise, I wouldn't mind handing over the entire empire to you!"

Chen nodded in approval.

The Seventh Princess suppressed her anger, her cheeks flushed with anger, and she couldn't help stamping her feet, looking at Ye Chen angrily.

Ye Chen smiled lightly, took Zhuge Fan and Yue Ling and flew towards the distance, waved back as a farewell.

The Seventh Princess looked at their departing backs, and the anger in her heart suddenly disappeared. She even felt a little reluctant to let them go. She stared blankly at the figure that was gradually shrinking into a black dot, looking a little dazed.

White Lotus Divine Land.

Chiyun Mountain.

After the Chiyun Clan that dominated Bishui City was wiped out by the Bai family's forces, a new force gathered on the Chiyun Mountain and became the "Huangquan Clan"!

From then on, Chiyun Mountain was renamed "Huangquan Mountain".

At this moment, in the magnificent palace of the Huangquan Sect’s headquarters on the top of Huangquan Mountain, there were only seven or eight people sitting trembling inside. Each of them had a strong aura, and the weakest one was a primary pseudo-god realm powerhouse!

In front of the golden dragon throne at the top of the hall, there was a long and wide chopping board piled with wine, meat and fresh fruits. Sitting on it was a young man in white. His snow-white clothes were like satin, emitting endless soft light, covering all the lights in the hall and becoming the only bright light.

He was sitting with his legs crossed on the chopping board, drinking a glass of rare wine, with seven or eight beautiful women leaning on his left and right.

Although these women all looked young and beautiful, as if they were only seventeen or eighteen years old, they had a mature feminine flavor on them - charm! They rubbed their breasts against the white-clothed young man's legs and arms, poured wine for him, handed him grapes, massaged his legs, and rubbed his shoulders... He was like a noble emperor, enjoying the most luxurious life in the world.

Good wine and beautiful women.

As long as he is a man, he will be irresistible to these two things.

When many ordinary people see such a beautiful scene, they will most likely make a wish, even if it allows them to enjoy it for a moment, and they will have no regrets even if they die immediately!

The young man in white was drinking the wine, and seemed a little drunk. He looked at the wine pot in his hand and murmured, "Wine, wine, there are really not many people in this world who can drink with you! It's a pity that there is peerless wine, but no peerless beauty. No matter how many mediocre women there are, they are tasteless after all." His expression was a little bleak and lonely, and he couldn't help but sigh...<, with delicate cheeks and charming eyes that captivate people's souls, they have angelic looks and witch-like pupils. Any man who sees them will instantly want to commit a crime.

This young man actually called them vulgar people!

This made the gentle faces of these seven or eight beauties stiffen for a moment, but then they regained their charm and smiles, because they knew what a terrifying person the young man in front of them was. Even the leader of the Huangquan Sect was kicked to the ground by him, and he still begged for mercy by calling his ancestors!

With such strength, they have no right to object.

The young man in white looked at the leader of the Huangquan Sect who was kneeling beside him in the hall in front of him, but his gaze did not linger on him. Instead, it moved directly to the vast sky outside the palace. The leisurely white clouds were reflected in his pupils, evoking beautiful memories deep in his mind. "I wonder how everyone has been doing over the years?"

He stared for a while, then slowly withdrew his gaze. He gently stroked the chest of a beautiful woman beside him with his hand, feeling the smooth and elastic skin. The scars in his heart seemed to fade away a little.

Suddenly, his brows twitched, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the sky outside, "It seems... someone is coming." A smile appeared on his face.

White Lotus Divine Land, City Lord’s Mansion.

A figure suddenly appeared in the space channel, flashing out from the silver vortex, standing high in the air, overlooking the surroundings, his eyes full of nostalgia, "After so many years, nothing has changed..."

The seven or eight guards who were guarding the space passage couldn't help but change their expressions when they saw this tall and strong young man. They rubbed their eyes one by one, somewhat incredulous.

You know, there is an extremely unstable magnetic field gravity in the space channel. Only demigod-level spacecraft can fly in such a channel. Many ghost-level spacecraft will collapse and disintegrate once they enter! And the space channels in many big cities in the ancient world can only be entered by artifact-level spacecraft, which are specially provided for high-level VIPs.

This strong young man in front of me can actually travel through the space channel with his sword?

Seven or eight guards looked at each other in shock. What kind of terrifying power would be needed to be able to cross the space channel?

While several people were in a daze, the strong young man glanced at the spaceships that were traveling on the light band in the void and waiting in line to enter the space channel. Then he looked at a huge city lord's mansion not far away. His figure moved and disappeared out of thin air.

Inside the City Lord’s Mansion.

A tall, middle-aged man in white clothes was admiring the calligraphy and paintings in the room. He could always comprehend some truths from these calligraphy and paintings.

At this moment, he was looking at a painting of plum blossoms in deep winter. He could not help but be moved by the integrity of the plum blossoms and sighed, "Plum blossoms can still survive in deep winter, but we humans, the most intelligent creatures in the world, cannot move forward firmly in this icy world. Instead, we kill each other, or give up on ourselves, or are defeated by reality and become powerless. Aren't we even worse than a plum blossom?"

Thinking of this, his heart was filled with a sense of vicissitudes, and he felt that life was boring.

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"Indeed not as good as." A calm voice suddenly sounded from behind, as silent as a ghost. The middle-aged man was frightened and jumped suddenly. Looking back, he saw a strong young man standing behind him without him noticing.

This sturdy young man has thick eyebrows that fly slantingly into his temples like feathers. His piercing eyes give people a feeling of calmness and coldness. His broad waist makes people feel that his figure is tall and straight, like a mountain that can withstand everything.

"Who are you?" The middle-aged man's voice trembled a little. He couldn't imagine that this person could stand behind him silently without him noticing. What kind of terrifying strength was this?

The sturdy young man did not answer him, but walked to the deep winter plum blossom painting, looked at it for a while, and shook his head, "The painting is a bit crude, and the temperament of the plum blossom is not expressed. However, this plum blossom is indeed much more useful than many people. At least the severe cold it is in is caused by heaven and earth, while the severe cold that humans are in is caused by humans themselves. This is much sadder."

He couldn't help but sighed softly, shook his head, turned to look at the middle-aged man, and said, "Back then, there was a sect called Chiyun Sect here. There was a genius named Ye Chen. I heard that when he was escaping from here, you tried to stop him?"

The middle-aged man's heart was shaken, and a sense of crisis and bad premonition enveloped his heart. He quickly said, "No, I saw someone making trouble at the time, and I just wanted to stay and check the truth of the matter."

"Don't lie to me." The sturdy young man sighed softly, "Although you are experienced and your eyes can't see any clues, your heart still betrays you... I can understand people's hearts." As he spoke, his palm was already pressing on the middle-aged man's head.

"No, don't—" the middle-aged man screamed in horror.

Then, his head snapped and his body became motionless.

The sturdy man loosened his grip, and the middle-aged man fell down with his head raised, his body turning into a corpse that gradually lost its temperature.

"The tragedy of mankind is that all pain and suffering are caused by humans." The strong young man looked at the corpse and sighed, "This is the tragedy that humans cannot stop. From the moment you made that mistake, you were doomed to end up like this today!"

“It’s better for a person not to make mistakes…”

His body disappeared in the City Lord's Mansion, leaving only these words.

Above the clear water city.

After the sturdy young man appeared, he looked around and frowned. Then his eyes flashed and an earth-shaking aura surged from his body, spreading out.

Huangquan Gate, in the hall.

"It's sensing me. This aura... has really become stronger..." The young man in white couldn't help but smile. He pointed his finger and a sharp beam of energy shot out, exploding like fireworks in the sky above Huangquan Gate. ! .