Ye Chen and Xia Houzun were both famous people. No matter who lost, it would be a big news. If they sold the news to the pavilion, they would be able to get at least one thousand top rank spirit stones, since not every Sea of Souls Realm warrior would be as rich as Ye Chen. Normally, normal Sea of Souls Realm warriors would only have tens of thousands of top rank spirit stones. If they bought some extremely expensive profound sense martial arts or top rank weapons, then they might only have a few thousand or even hundreds of top rank spirit stones left. Therefore, one thousand top rank spirit stones was not a small amount.
It was just like how even if you had hundreds of thousands of spirit stones, you would not be able to ignore ten thousand.
Afraid that Xia Houzun would see him and cause him trouble, this Sea of Souls Realm warrior left the Turtle Mountain without even looking back.
"I welcome you to challenge me anytime, if you have the determination to do so." For Ye Chen, there was no one in the young generation who could threaten him anymore. Even Bai Wuxue, who had hidden his power well, would not give Ye Chen this kind of feeling. At most, he would be able to match his opponent. If Xia Houzun wanted to challenge him again, he would not be afraid of trouble. He was sure that it would not be him who would be able to make it, but Xia Houzun. No one would be able to keep challenging after losing so many times. If Xia Houzun could really do it, then Ye Chen would have to change his opinion of him.
"Damn! I will beat you!"
Xia Houzun roared, his eyes red. Right then, he was like a completely different person compared to the Xia Houzun who had battled with Bai Wuxue.
Ye Chen shook his head and turned to leave. When everything was going well, everyone would feel proud and confident. But when things went bad, only a small portion of people would be able to stay true to themselves. In his previous life, Ye Chen had seen a lot of entrepreneurs jumping off buildings because of bankruptcy. Those people had been on TV when they were so famous, so enviable. But once the gap was too big, they would be even worse than normal people.
Therefore, the biggest opponent would not be anyone else but oneself. Even if it were Ye Chen, he would not dare to say that he would be able to look normal and stay true to himself when things went bad. All he could do was to improve his mental state and continue to improve himself.
…
The flying puppet flew for days and nights, passing through the mountain region and arriving at the South Rudra Region.
The South Rudra Region had four big countries and ten mid-sized countries.
When passing by the mid-tier country, the White Mystery Country, Ye Chen's expression changed. He commanded the flying puppet to descend at the speed of light.
"Sect war?"
As he descended, Ye Chen saw hundreds of people fighting in the mountains below. These people wore four different types of clothing. One had a large centipede embroidered on the back, one had a small snake embroidered on the sleeves, one had a small sword embroidered on the arm, and one had a flame pattern on the chest.
If Ye Chen's guess was correct, the large centipede embroidered on the robes should be the eighth-rank sect, the Black Nightmare Sect, the small snake embroidered on the robes should be the eighth-rank sect, the Green Serpent Valley, the small sword should be the seventh-rank sect, the Flying Sword Sect, and the flame pattern should be the Fire Cloud Sect.
Of the four major sects, Black Centipede Gate and Flying Sword Sect were on the same side, while Green Serpent Valley and Fire Cloud Sect were on the same side. The two groups fought crazily, and there were people dying from time to time.
This was Ye Chen's first time witnessing an official sect war, and he was quite interested.
"Hmm, Spirit Vein?"
Shifting his gaze, Ye Chen finally understood why the four major sects were fighting. It turned out that the Essence Qi in the air above the mountains was very dense. Somewhere in the mountains, there was a huge mine. The Essence Qi outside the mine even formed an Essence Qi whirlpool. The Essence Qi whirlpool was nearly a hundred meters wide, and it seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force, causing the Essence Qi that had accumulated for countless years to not leak out.
"So it's a top-notch Low Grade Spirit Vein."
Apart from the four grades of Spirit Vein, there were also four grades for each grade. Among the Low Grade Spirit Veins, the lowest was the Normal Low Grade Spirit Vein, followed by the Medium Low Grade Spirit Vein, followed by the Superior Low Grade Spirit Vein, and the best was naturally the Peak Low Grade Spirit Vein.
A Normal Low Grade Spirit Vein was enough to support the expenses of a Grade Eight or Grade Nine Sect for ten years, a Medium Low Grade Spirit Vein could support a Grade Eight or Grade Nine Sect for twenty years, and a Superior Low Grade Spirit Vein could easily cause a war between two Grade Seven Sects. As for the Superior Low Grade Spirit Vein, once it appeared, there would be a situation like the following, where several sects would fight for it, even if they would suffer heavy losses.
In the past fifty years, the best that the Sky Cloud Martial School had ever found was a mid-level low-grade spirit vein, and the Ye family had also found a normal low-grade spirit vein.
The spirit fountain was way too important for a martial institution. It could be said that it was the foundation of a martial institution. Not everyone in the martial institution would be like Ye Chen, traveling alone, killing enemies and taking their wealth. Then, he would go in and explore the ruins and gain a lot. But, if he was unlucky, he might be killed by the enemies, or he might not find any opportunities at all. So, he would have to live a hard life.
Therefore, a Martial School could not be supported by one person. Most of the Martial Schools wanted to develop, they needed a Spirit Vein. Only with a Spirit Vein could they have enough Spirit Stones, and with Spirit Stones, they could pay salaries. In the Flowing Cloud Sect, an outer Elder would need hundreds of Low Grade Spirit Stones a month, and an inner Elder would need thousands of Low Grade Spirit Stones and dozens of Medium Grade Spirit Stones a month. Adding some attendants, core disciples, inner disciples, and outer disciples, they would need at least hundreds of thousands of Low Grade Spirit Stones a month, which would be around one or two million a year. Ye Chen had given the Flowing Cloud Sect millions of Low Grade Spirit Stones, but it could only last them for a few years.
According to Ye Chen's knowledge, a Grade Seven Martial School could not survive without five million Low Grade Spirit Stones and two hundred thousand Medium Grade Spirit Stones a year. A top Grade Seven Martial School would need seven or eight million Spirit Stones a year, and a Grade Six Martial School would need even more. Without thirty or forty million Low Grade Spirit Stones and millions of Medium Grade Spirit Stones a year, they would need nothing! If they could not even give out normal Spirit Stones, then who would want to join the Martial School? Being rich was the symbol of a powerful Martial School. They could not let everyone go out to earn Spirit Stones, could they?
The High Grade Low Grade Spirit Veins would produce about one percent of the total Mid Grade Spirit Stones, while the Top Low Grade Spirit Veins would produce five percent. Therefore, it was not strange for two top Grade Seven Martial Schools and two top Grade Eight Martial Schools to fight for a Top Low Grade Spirit Vein.
In the mountains, beautiful light waves shone everywhere. From time to time, people would be blown into pieces and killed on the spot. That kind of brutal scene was very spectacular and shocking.
"The battles between rank 7 and 8 Martial Schools are already this brutal. The battles between rank 5 Martial Schools would be ten times more brutal." A rank 5 martial institution was different from a rank 7 or 8 martial institution. The main fighting force was made up of Astral Reaching Realm warriors. Hundreds, or even thousands of Astral Reaching Realm warriors were battling against each other. Even Sea of Souls Realm warriors would have to back off, because one wrong move could lead to instant death.
Seeing this battle, Ye Chen could not help but worry about the Dragon God Celestial Palace. Its opponents were the top four rank 5 Martial Schools. Even if they were individually weaker than the Dragon God Celestial Palace, once they combined, their overall power would be more powerful than the Dragon God Celestial Palace. Last time, the leader of the White Dragon Palace Mo Feng and Long Biyi had told him that the Dragon God Celestial Palace had lost three hundred Astral Reaching Realm warriors and twenty Sea of Souls Realm warriors.
Ye Chen decided that once the Dragon God Celestial Palace was in danger, he would definitely go and help. Although one's personal power would not make a difference in the battle between rank 5 Martial Schools, helping and not helping were two different concepts. Helping in a time of need would be much more valuable than adding flowers to a brocade.
"If it were someone else, they would probably try to take the spirit fountain."
The top low rank spirit fountain was not something that Ye Chen wanted, because he did not need low rank spirit stones or mid rank spirit stones. But, if there was a martial school behind him, then it would be different. Fortunately, Ye Chen would not do such a thing. His sword art was righteous. If the martial school lacked spirit stones, he could help find them, and would not try to take other people's harvest.
Quietly, Ye Chen rode his flying puppet and left the area.
"Finally left."
Ye Chen did not hide his tracks, so the Astral Reaching Realm warriors below had basically seen Ye Chen. They were afraid that Ye Chen would ignore his identity and take the spirit fountain for himself. If he really did that, then they would have no choice but to hand it over. Fortunately, it did not happen.
"Kill!"
As soon as Ye Chen left, these Astral Reaching Realm warriors let loose and started to fight against the Astral Reaching Realm warriors. Blood rained everywhere.
…
After leaving the White Mystery Nation, Ye Chen specially went to the Murong family. Murong Qingcheng was still in closed-up training. She had been wounded too badly last time. Forcefully using her demon power essence had almost shattered her demon power ocean, which would not be healed in a short period of time.
After staying in the Murong family for a day, Ye Chen returned to the Ye family in the Misty Mountain.
Once there, Ye Chen learned that the leader of the White Dragon Palace, Mo Feng, had already left the South Rudra Martial School. The situation in the East Shallow Ocean was not looking good for the Dragon God Celestial Palace. If it reached a certain point, they might have to call back most of the people they had set up in the true spirit continent.
Ye Chen had told Long Biyi that if she needed him, he could go over anytime.
On this day, Ye Chen started to train the defensive sword spell.
Training the defensive sword spell required a top rank great sword in addition to soul power, because only top rank great swords could be imprinted with the soul mark. Although mid rank great swords could be used as well, their control would not be as good as top rank great swords, which would reduce their power.
The defensive sword spell was divided into three levels.
The first level was the most basic defensive sword spell, which allowed the user to control the flying sword and kill the enemies from a distance. The more powerful the soul power, the further the distance.
The second level allowed the user to control the sword as if it was his own arm. Within a hundred steps, he could kill the enemies with just a thought. Moreover, the flying speed was even faster than the first level.
The third level was where the true profoundness of the defensive sword spell lay. It allowed the user to split Zhen yuan into flying swords. Once trained to the highest level, the user would be able to kill the enemies with a hundred swords.
Beside the lake in the inner courtyard …
"Go!"
With a sword finger on his right hand, the emerald longsword on Ye Chen's waist flew out of its scabbard automatically. Like a beam of emerald light, it instantly pierced through the fake mountain hundreds of steps away. Its speed was even more impressive than the Spiritual Sword.
Of course, it was not because the defensive sword spell was powerful to this extent.
What truly made the defensive sword spell powerful was Ye Chen's soul power. His soul power was five times that of normal people. Controlling the flying sword to kill the enemies was as easy as eating or drinking. It was only the first level, but he could already kill the enemies with just a thought.
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