"Is this boy taking the path of physical training?"
"What a powerful divine body! It can actually use its late stage Condensation cultivation to burst out with strength and speed far exceeding that of the Great Perfection of the Gathering Spirit Divine Realm..."
"This guy, Ye Chen, the General of Funan, is really quite capable!"
“…”
Amidst the discussion among the crowd, the three geniuses who had originally flown backwards actually flew back together.
"Let's go together!"
Ling Fang gave Ao Qing and Mo Nanchun a look, and then the three of them launched their own killing moves towards Ye Chen.
At this moment, Ye Chen suddenly summoned a puppet that exuded a chilling cold aura.
As soon as the doll appeared, a pair of pupils on it burst out with a faint light.
Then, three figures jumped out from the puppet, making sounds with different emotions:
“Hahahahahahahaha——”
“Wuwuwuwuwuwu——”
“Roar, roar, roar, roar—”
In an instant, three shadows of joy, sorrow and anger, one laughing wildly, one wailing, and one roaring, the three sounds intertwined together and echoed in the entire temple.
Ling Fang and the other two were instantly disturbed by the disturbing sound, and even their movements were affected. They covered their ears with painful expressions on their faces.
Taking advantage of their distraction, Ye Chen drew a 'Z' shape in the air. Ling Fang, Ao Qing and Mo Nanchun vomited blood again and flew backwards, unable to get up again.
"Frost Soul Doll!!"
Seeing the magic weapon in Ye Chen's hand, even the Frost Soul King Ling Jiuyou became a little uneasy.
Ye Chen actually used their clan's magic weapon to defeat Ling Fang. How could he not feel humiliated!
That treasure originally belonged to Ling Shuangying, and was given to her by Frost Soul King himself, but unexpectedly, Ye Chen took it for himself.
Next to Ling Jiuyou stood a young duke-level figure.
His appearance is somewhat similar to Ling Jiuyou, and he is obviously the direct descendant of Frost Soul King.
"Return the puppet to my Ling clan!"
This young duke of the Ling clan naturally felt the emotions of his own ancestor, the Heavenly King. He immediately took a step forward, and his powerful divine power burst out. He actually tried to make a direct move and snatch the Frost Soul Doll from Ye Chen's hand.
At this moment, a white figure flew in front of Ye Chen and raised her hand to block the opponent's fierce attack.
Everyone looked and saw that the person who helped Ye Chen block had a face as beautiful as jade. Although she was a woman, she was wearing a white official uniform and a Jinxian crown on her head.
It was none other than the Empress's personal maid Xue Yuxia.
"Whatever is gained on the battlefield becomes personal spoils and belongs to the individual."
Xue Yuxia looked at the young man from the Ling clan with a serious face and said, "Marquis Linyuan, the Frost Soul Doll now belongs to Ye Chen. You are a marquis, don't you even understand this rule?"
When Ling Kan, Marquis of Linyuan, saw that it was this person who took action, his expression froze. He was unwilling to provoke the empress's personal female official.
Then he snorted softly and returned to stand beside the Heavenly King Patriarch.
However, his eyes were always fixed on Ye Chen, with a strong sense of threat.
Ye Chen casually put the three shadows back into the puppet, looked at Ling Kan and said, "If you want it, I will sell it to you. How about ten divine stones?"
After all, this thing can only be used to its maximum effect by people from the Frost Soul Ling Clan. It would be useless for others to get it. Ye Chen naturally has no shortage of such a magic weapon, so he simply sells it to the Ling Clan, which can be regarded as returning the item to its original owner.
However, Ling Kan sneered and said, "My Ling clan doesn't lack such a low-level magic weapon. If you like it, keep it for yourself."
Ye Chen raised his eyebrows. You don’t want the face I give you?
"I don't even look down on this kind of low-grade stuff."
He immediately raised the Frost Soul Doll and stood in the court, shouting, "This is a Frost Soul Doll from the Ling Clan. If anyone likes it, I'll sell it to you at a low price. Ten God Stones will do it for me!"
After these words were spoken, Ling Jiuyou and the princes of the Ling clan behind him all felt a little embarrassed.
Ye Chen was selling the magic weapon of the Ling clan in public, and he kept saying "selling it at a low price". Did he really think that the things of his Frost Soul royal family were garbage?
Xue Yuxia frowned slightly when she saw this, and was about to speak out to stop Ye Chen, saying how unbecoming it was to treat the court as a vegetable market. However, she saw the empress sitting on the dragon throne above, with a slight curve on the corner of her soft and delicate mouth.
As she had always been by the emperor's side, she naturally knew that the empress was in a good mood at the moment, and immediately gave up the idea of stopping her.
"No one wants to buy it? Brother, aren't you tempted?"
Ye Chen looked at a young official in the team, who was eager to buy but didn't dare to.
Ten divine stones would buy a divine-level magic weapon, which would definitely be a sure-win deal. However, it was a Ling clan thing after all, and if he bought it, it might lead to the Ling clan's resentment.
"I bought it."
As the voice fell, everyone saw Mo Nanchun walking out with his hands covering his chest, with blood still on his mouth.
Others were afraid of the Ling Clan, but she, who was also from the Four Pillars Clan, was not afraid at all.
But everyone was a little surprised. She had just been defeated by Ye Chen, but now she was buying magic weapons from Ye Chen.
"Miss Nanchun really has a keen eye for talent. If this Frost Soul Doll was in your hands, perhaps you would have been the winner in the end."
While completing the transaction with Mo Nanchun, Ye Chen made promises with a smile on his face.
Mo Nanchun snorted coldly, fiercely took the Frost Soul Doll, and then said: "Ye Chen, I will remember you. I will win back today's defeat one day!"
"I am waiting for you at any time, young lady."
Looking at Mo Nanchun's back as he turned and left, Ye Chen smiled faintly.
Immediately, Ye Chen turned around and looked at the empress sitting on the dragon throne behind him. He blinked his left eye and gave the empress a victorious expression.
The empress pretended not to notice, her phoenix eyes swept over the ministers, and she said in a majestic and cold voice: "Is there any minister who has any objection to the ennoblement today?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Frost Soul Heavenly King Ling Jiuyou spoke up himself, "Your Majesty, when Ye Chen went on this trip, the two royal geniuses who accompanied him all perished. This is extremely strange. I suspect that the deaths of Ling Shuangying and Leng Mei'er are closely related to Ye Chen. I dare to ask Your Majesty to investigate this matter thoroughly before conferring the title of Marquis!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the ministers around him immediately started talking.
The Empress narrowed her eyes slightly. She had not expected that Frost Soul Heavenly King would still not give up. However, for the sake of the overall situation, she had to swallow her anger and explain:
"The Frost Soul Heavenly King is right to be concerned, but Ye Chen has already privately informed me of this matter. Ling Shuangying's death is self-evident; with the Thunder God Nation's special envoy as witness, I believe the Heavenly King will have no objection. As for Leng Mei'er's death, it is related to a mysterious evil organization. I am about to send Ye Chen and Leng Hanjiang, the Protector of Southern Xinjiang, to investigate this matter."
Having said this, she looked at Ye Chen and said, "General Ye Chen, please tell this matter to the ministers."
Ye Chen nodded slightly, and then he briefly recounted the journey and what happened with Leng Meir.
"Evil organization? How come I don't know about such evil organizations?"
After Ye Chen finished speaking, Ling Kan, who was standing beside Frost Soul Heavenly King, looked at Ye Chen and sneered, "I'm afraid you killed Leng Mei'er and then fabricated this story out of thin air, right?"
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