Chapter 284: No Malicious Editing Allowed!

Ye Chen’s spiritual sense was far from weak. He had consumed several bottles of Glazed Purification Water, and his journey had been bolstered by various treasures that enhanced his spiritual sense. Its strength far exceeded what was typical for his cultivation level, rivaling that of a Nascent Soul cultivator. While it wasn’t lacking, compared to his spiritual power and physical prowess, his spiritual sense was relatively his weakest attribute.

He had already made up his mind. Upon returning to the Divine Will Sect, he would gift the Sword Peng Heart Refining Technique to Senior An. With the system’s feedback, he could push his spiritual sense to its absolute limit, paving the way for his breakthrough to the Nascent Soul stage. This time, he would likely remain in seclusion until he achieved that breakthrough before venturing out again.

During his time in the Golden Core stage, he hadn’t encountered any worthy opponents. His top-grade magical treasures had seen no real use, lying dormant. The Black Yellow Primordial Essence Bell he had refined floated idly in his dantian, never once rung. Even his Chaos Core had yet to unleash its full power.

This left Ye Chen feeling restless, as if he were a richly dressed noble forced to wander in the dark, unseen. On his visits to the palace, he had kept an eye on its depths, hoping for some action. But aside from that one time when the Great Chu Ancestor glanced at him, the old man hadn’t even spared him another look, let alone made a move.

However, Ye Chen’s eyes soon lit up. After a moment’s thought, he retrieved the untried war chariot from his storage bracelet. The chariot was entirely golden, forged from top-grade crimson gold. Even unactivated, it shone like a miniature sun in the sky, its surface etched with intricate divine patterns. Just looking at it evoked a sense of unrivaled dominance, as if it reigned supreme over heaven and earth.

Compared to this Heavenly Emperor War Chariot, the Northern Emperor War Chariot wasn’t even fit to serve as its escort.

The moment Ye Chen summoned the chariot, two gazes locked onto him. The surrounding hundred miles dimmed instantly, as if the heavens and earth had been sealed off.

Ye Chen showed no reaction to the change. He merely patted the chariot’s seat with satisfaction, sat down, and looked ahead.

Two figures had appeared before him, their eyes fixed greedily on the chariot.

Beiming Ancestor’s gaze gleamed with delight. He had thought Ye Chen’s gift of the Northern Emperor War Chariot to the Heavenly Evolution Holy Maiden meant he’d missed his chance. But to his shock, Ye Chen possessed an even greater treasure? Forged entirely from top-grade crimson gold, the chariot was so dazzling it could blind onlookers. Just a glance told him it was far more formidable than the Northern Emperor War Chariot.

Beside Beiming stood a middle-aged man in daoist robes, a sheathed flying sword strapped to his back. This was Zhanye Ancestor. His eyes lit up at the sight of the chariot, and he spoke immediately. “This chariot will serve as my payment for taking action.”

Beiming Ancestor’s face darkened at the words. It was the agreed-upon condition—Zhanye could choose one treasure, and they would study the Nether Bird Visualization Diagram together. But now, refusing wasn’t an option.

Seeing Beiming Ancestor’s reluctance, Ye Chen, ever considerate, decided to prevent any infighting. With a thought, he summoned the small bell from his dantian.

The moment it appeared, a crisp chime rang out, and the surrounding void shimmered, distorting like air scorched by flames. The bell circled Ye Chen once before hovering above his head, strands of Black Yellow Primordial Essence cascading down like tassels, enveloping him in a protective aura.

Both Zhanye Ancestor, who had been brimming with glee, and Beiming Ancestor, visibly displeased, froze in shock, their eyes locked on the bell. Their reaction was even more intense than when they saw the chariot.

“Is that… Black Yellow Primordial Essence?”

“And it’s entirely forged from it?”

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The two spoke in unison, their voices tinged with disbelief.

Their shock was understandable. Black Yellow Primordial Essence was extraordinarily rare. Even Deity Transformation or Unity-stage cultivators might never encounter it. A single wisp would thrill even a Unity-stage expert, who would treasure it dearly. Yet here, on a mere Golden Core junior, was a bell entirely crafted from this precious material? It was beyond comprehension.

Zhanye Ancestor spoke up immediately. “Forget the chariot. I’ll take the bell instead.”

If he could melt it down and forge it into his flying sword, making it his natal spiritual treasure, his strength would soar to new heights.

But Beiming Ancestor refused to budge. “No way. You already claimed the chariot!”

If he could integrate this much Black Yellow Primordial Essence into his North Nether Sea, he, too, would advance significantly. He wasn’t about to yield.