Chapter 260: A Fierce Man Who Can Fight Nascent Soul?

“Three days from now, we depart for the Great Chu Empire!”

Ye Chen read the message from the transmission talisman, a smile spreading across his face. After all this waiting, it was finally time.

Li Feihuang had broken through to mid-Golden Core long ago but hadn’t emerged from seclusion, focusing instead on refining her natal spiritual artifact. Her words now brimmed with confidence, carrying an air of dominance. For Ye Chen, the stronger she was, the better. If she could decisively defeat Champion King, it would save him a lot of trouble.

When Li Feihuang first broke through, Ye Chen had briefly considered sneaking in to give her a thrashing—just to remind her there were always stronger people out there and to tone down her arrogance. But recalling how his “secret” misdeeds never stayed hidden past the next day, he dropped the idea.

Imagine sneaking in for a beatdown, only for her to confront him the next day while he’s delivering a gift: “Why’d you ambush me last night?” The awkwardness would be unbearable. Better to avoid unnecessary complications.

Once the Great Chu business was settled, they’d part ways for good. A five-hundred-fold multiplier was rare, but the Heavenly Evolution Holy Land would surely offer even higher ones. No need to cling to her.

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After receiving the talisman, Ye Chen headed to An Miaoli’s cave abode. He’d only be gone a few months—a short time for cultivators—but as a guest elder of the Divine Will Sect, courtesy demanded he inform her. He also wanted to ask her to look after the Green Cloud Sect in case something arose while he was away.

Upon hearing his plans, An Miaoli nodded calmly, agreeing to watch over the Green Cloud Sect. But when she learned he was heading to the Great Chu Empire, her brow furrowed.

She knew of Ye Chen’s close ties with Li Feihuang—close enough that, despite her deliberate avoidance, he’d gifted Li Feihuang something as precious as phoenix blood.

Yet, over nearly two years, An Miaoli had observed that Ye Chen held no romantic affection for her. His decision to assist her now likely stemmed from other motives, which An Miaoli didn’t pry into.

Her concern lay elsewhere. “Champion King is formidable. I encountered him once during my travels—a natural-born emperor. His physique is extraordinary, and he gained the allegiance of an ancient war chariot bathed in imperial blood on a battlefield. Though I never fought him, his combat power is far beyond ordinary.

“According to our sect’s intelligence, two years ago, he reportedly battled a rogue Nascent Soul cultivator for three days without a clear victor. While this hasn’t been widely circulated and we can’t confirm its truth, Li Feihuang, at mid-Golden Core with her Moon Phoenix Body, stands little chance against him. If the rumor of him matching a Nascent Soul is true, her odds are even slimmer. This is why our sect, despite knowing her identity, didn’t heavily invest in her.”

She continued, “Champion King may exude imperial charisma, but he’s vengeful and ruthless. I advise against wading into this mess. It could put your life at risk.”

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Ye Chen raised an eyebrow at An Miaoli’s words. Champion King is that formidable?

Li Feihuang had been boasting that breaking through to mid-Golden Core would let her crush Champion King, leading Ye Chen to assume he was on par with someone like Wang Lun—a pushover.

But now it turned out this guy had fought a Nascent Soul rogue cultivator to a standstill? Even if rogue cultivators were generally weaker than sect ones, a Nascent Soul was still a Nascent Soul. Champion King’s strength was undeniable. Li Feihuang’s overconfidence was almost laughable. Talk about delusional.

Still, Ye Chen was set on securing the imperial aura infusion. Opportunities to rapidly boost cultivation at the Golden Core stage were rare, and he wasn’t about to let this one slip. Plus, he hoped to run into Su Yuxuan in the Great Chu Empire. As for the formidable Champion King? He sounded tough, but Ye Chen figured it wouldn’t be a big issue.

Seeing his resolve, An Miaoli didn’t press further. Top prodigies in the cultivation world were known for their unyielding determination; a few warnings about danger wouldn’t sway them.

Ye Chen, with his Heavenly Spirit Root, had proven his mettle by tearing off the Wind-Thunder Jiao’s wings in the Netherwater Pool—alive, no less. When An Miaoli refined the wings, she’d noticed they still held vitality. That alone spoke volumes about his strength.