Chapter 282: The Grand Ceremony’s End and an Unexpected Proposal

Hua Yunfei nodded toward Ye Chen. His blue robe fluttered as he turned to Dantai Xuan with a gentle, apologetic smile. “One of our disciples is trapped in an ancient ruin. My true body has sent a message, asking me to rescue them. So, I won’t be able to return to the Holy Land with you, Dantai.”

Dantai Xuan gave a calm nod, her ethereal, icy face showing no trace of emotion. “Then I’ll head off first.”

With those words, she didn’t linger. She ascended gracefully, and a majestic ship, hidden within the void, materialized once more. Dantai Xuan boarded and departed without a backward glance.

Hua Yunfei let out a soft chuckle, his blue robe swaying lightly. In an instant, he transformed into a wisp of spiritual energy and vanished silently. The scene left every cultivator present in shock. Even Ye Chen couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow.

This Hua Yunfei was the most dangerous figure Ye Chen had ever encountered since entering the cultivation world, far more threatening than Dantai Xuan. And yet, unbelievably, this was merely an avatar of his?

Just how powerful was his true body? It was almost unimaginable.

But Ye Chen wasn’t discouraged. On the contrary, Hua Yunfei’s presence ignited an even stronger desire in him to grow stronger. If the world were filled with weaklings like the Champion King, it would be dull.

The more prodigies and powerhouses like Hua Yunfei there were, the higher the cultivation world’s ceiling would be. And that gave Ye Chen all the more motivation to grow. He was confident that, with his own efforts, he would one day surpass this Senior Brother Holy Son.

Reflecting on his current Golden Core Great Perfection stage, Ye Chen couldn’t help but feel a wave of emotion. Just ten years ago, he had arrived at Silver Moon Market, trembling at the mention of rogue cultivators, fleeing in panic from beast tides. Now, a decade later, he stood at the late Golden Core stage, a single step away from forming his Nascent Soul. Soon, he would head to the lofty Heavenly Evolution Holy Land to assume the role of Holy Son.

Memories of the past ten years swirled in his mind—moments of fear, embarrassment, and timidity. But those were all in the past.

Ye Chen let out a wistful sigh. “Just a bit of wind and frost, nothing more.”

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The display from the Holy Son and Holy Maiden only deepened Ye Chen’s anticipation for the Heavenly Evolution Holy Land. This trip had been incredibly rewarding. With that, he prepared to leave.

The crowd watched him with a mix of envy and jealousy. The Sword Peng Heart Refining Technique was a treasure art anyone would covet. But Ye Chen’s strength was undeniable, and no one dared show any hint of greed.

Only the heads of families like the Wang Clan gazed at Ye Chen with subtle, calculating expressions…

The Holy Son and Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Evolution Holy Land had departed, and the coronation ceremony was drawing to a close. The guests began to leave the palace one by one.

Just as Ye Chen was about to depart as well, a voice transmission reached his ears: “Ye Chen, come to the Chu Emperor Hall.”

It was Li Feihuang’s voice.

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow. He had already gifted the Northern Emperor War Chariot to Dantai Xuan, using up his daily gift quota. As for the Sword Peng Heart Refining Technique from Hua Yunfei, he had no intention of giving it to Li Feihuang. Her reward multiplier was a mere five hundred times—hardly worth it. It would be better to gift it to Aunt.

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In truth, the technique would be even more fitting for his master, whose Golden Core was forged from the bones of a sword peng, perfectly aligning with the technique. But his master wasn’t here, so the aunt would have to do.