The collection of an Immortal Emperor must be very rich. Ye Chen doesn’t care about other treasures. The main thing is spirit stones, so he can have more of them as imperial feasts.
"Haha! Isn't it enough for you to get the Jinghong Sword?"
The Emperor of Heaven looked at Ye Chen with a regretful smile.
"Senior, I obtained this Jinghong Sword through my own ability. It cannot be confused with the credit for helping you find the successor."
Ye Chen curled his lips.
"Never mind, you're really greedy. Take it. There are some spirit stones in it as a thank you."
The Emperor of Heaven looked at Ye Chen helplessly, waved his hand, and threw a storage ring to Ye Chen.
Ye Chen took the storage ring and used his spiritual sense to explore it. His eyes lit up instantly. The Immortal Emperor's background was indeed rich.
"Thank you, senior. You are so generous!"
The storage ring was filled with top-grade spirit stones, which made Ye Chen smile from ear to ear.
At this time, Su Chen was already standing in front of the ladder, ready to climb it.
Su Chen took a deep breath and stepped onto the ladder. His steps were light, as if he was walking on flat ground, and his face was full of relaxation.
He looked at the monks around him who were suffering terribly from the pressure, and his heart was full of confusion.
“Why is it so difficult for them, but I don’t feel any pressure at all?”
Su Chen asked himself in confusion.
And the remnant of the Emperor of Heaven in the palace was silently watching Su Chen, with a barely perceptible smile on the corner of his mouth.
He secretly used his magical powers to dissipate all the pressure on Su Chen.
Su Chen moved forward quickly and easily on the ladder, leaving the other cultivators far behind.
This scene shocked the monks who were still struggling.
"How is this possible? How can he be so relaxed?"
"Could it be that he has some secret treasure that can withstand the pressure of this ladder?"
"Hmph, maybe he's cheating! Why is it so difficult for us, but it's like a walk for him?"
The monks who were climbing the ladder together also looked sideways, their eyes full of envy and jealousy.
"I'm afraid this inheritance will be taken away by him. Our efforts will be in vain!"
"It's so unfair. Why should he get special treatment?"
"Perhaps he is the destined master of this Heavenly Emperor inheritance. We can only accept defeat."
The eyes of some monks were no longer filled with only envy and jealousy, but were filled with cold murderous intent.
They stared at Su Chen's back as he quickly climbed the ladder, secretly calculating in their hearts.
"Once he has accepted the inheritance, I will kill him and seize the inheritance!"
"That's right, this inheritance shouldn't belong to him in the first place. If we work together, we will definitely succeed."
"Hmph, even if he has extraordinary abilities, he won't be able to take the inheritance alive with so many of us surrounding him."
They exchanged glances and reached a tacit understanding. They just waited for Su Chen to come out of the palace, and then they rushed forward and started a bloody fight.
Various voices of jealousy and anger rose and fell on the ladder.
But Su Chen turned a deaf ear and continued to move towards the top of the ladder with firm steps.
Ye Chen watched Su Chen steadily move towards the top of the ladder, knowing in his heart that he no longer needed to worry about what happened next.
"Senior, please don't tell my brother that I've been here."
Ye Chen turned his head to look at the remnant of the Emperor of Heaven and bowed. He didn't want to reveal his identity at the moment.
The Emperor of Heaven nodded slightly, and Ye Chen turned around and left with peace of mind.
He used the laws of space to hide in the void, his eyes fixed on the direction of the ladder.
Soon, Su Chen successfully entered the palace.
The remnant of the Emperor of Heaven began to pass on his inheritance to Su Chen. Light enveloped Su Chen, and powerful power fluctuations filled the palace.
Ye Chen observed silently in the void and saw that Su Chen accepted the inheritance smoothly without any accidents.
"Now that Xiao Su has inherited the legacy, I can leave with peace of mind."
Ye Chen whispered to himself, and then his figure flashed and completely disappeared into the void.
After Ye Chen left the Emperor's inheritance hall, he appeared in a valley.
In the valley, there was a group of monks with unfriendly expressions, searching everywhere for some treasure.
"The black-robed man who stole the sword is there!"
As soon as Ye Chen appeared in the valley, a sharp-eyed cultivator spotted him and started shouting loudly.
In an instant, the group of people with unfriendly expressions turned their heads and stared at Ye Chen's figure.
They were the group of people who had previously snatched the Jinghong Sword.
After Ye Chen snatched the Jinghong Sword, they each gathered their fellow disciples and searched everywhere for Ye Chen, trying to snatch the sword away.
Ye Chen frowned slightly, thinking to himself that he was unlucky.
But he was not afraid. Instead, he stood there with an amused look on his face.
Everyone gathered around in an instant, trapping Ye Chen in the middle.
They didn't dare to attack Ye Chen easily. After all, Ye Chen had the Jinghong Sword in his hand, and many people in the crowd had felt the power of the Jinghong Sword.
Before coming to encircle Ye Chen, they discussed and believed that Ye Chen's cultivation was still low and he would definitely not be able to control the sword for a long time.
These sect disciples are not stupid, and no one wants to be the first to take action.
Although Ye Chen cannot control the sword for a long time, the person who strikes first will have to bear the power of Ye Chen's sword.
Now we can only find a way to make Ye Chen hand over the sword voluntarily before making a decision.
"Boy, hand over your sword obediently, and I might spare your life!"
The first one to attack was a cultivator at the ninth level of the Golden Core Realm, his eyes full of threats.
He is the chief disciple of Tianjian Sect - Jian Wufeng.
The Tianjian Sect is known as the number one sword sect in the Canglan Continent. Now that their sword has appeared in the world, they will naturally not allow others to get their hands on it.
As the chief disciple of the Tianjian Sect, Jian Wufeng is responsible for maintaining the sect's glory and seizing treasures.
At this moment, his eyes were like swords, staring at Ye Chen closely, as if if Ye Chen disobeyed him, he would immediately kill him.
"Oh! Really? There are so many of you, but there's only one sword. Who should I give it to?"
The corners of Ye Chen's mouth rose slightly, revealing a playful smile.
As soon as Ye Chen said this, the disciples of various sects instantly fell into entanglement and confusion.
This is an open conspiracy. Ye Chen is too lazy to do it himself and wants them to kill each other.
They all wanted to grab the sword for themselves, and no one would give up.
Ye Chen took a quick look and saw that those who came here were from the top forces of Canglan Continent, and no one was afraid of anyone else.
"Hmph, we in the Ten Thousand Poison Sect are full of experts, this sword should be given to us!"
A disciple from the Wan Du Sect spoke first, staring at the people from other sects with unfriendly eyes.
"With your Wan Du Sect's despicable methods, do you think you are worthy of owning this sword? This sword must belong to my Huoyun Sect!"
A disciple from the Huoyun Sect angrily confronted a disciple from the Wandu Sect.
"Amitabha, do not be misled by anger, but if this sword is destined to be with me, then I will fight for it."
The monks in Vajra Temple chanted Buddhist mantras, said an elderly monk.
"What a bunch of hypocritical bald donkeys! They covet the sword, yet they still speak so righteously!"
When Ye Chen heard what the monk from Vajra Temple said, he muttered in his heart with a look of disgust on his face.
"You think you can compete with my Heavenly Sword Sect? That's just wishful thinking! My Heavenly Sword Sect is the number one sword sect in the Canglan Realm, so the sword must belong to my sect!"
Jian Wufeng of the Tianjian Sect sneered, extremely arrogant.
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