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Chapter 1105

Words:1889Update:22/09/07 07:29:17

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The so-called Battle Physique was just a general term. It did not refer to one's own body, but something related to one's Soul Source.

For example, Ye Xuan had mastered the Power of Space and Nirvana, but he did not have the Space-Time Battle Physique or the Nirvana Battle Physique.

The so-called Battle Physique was related to the Soul Source, which was a mysterious thing. It could also be called the aptitude for cultivation.

For example, the Lord of All Spirits was born with an affinity to the Power of All Spirits, which was why he was called the Myriad Spirit Battle Physique. The Undying Heaven Lord had an affinity to the Power of Nirvana, which was why he was called the Nirvana Battle Physique.

The body was just an outer shell. The real core was what was born from the Soul Source. Liu Baiyi's Soul Source was extremely mysterious. No matter what kind of cultivation technique was in his hands, he could easily cultivate it without any difficulties. That was why he was called the Chaotic Spirit Physique.

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Southern Dipper Region, Miaofa Country.

Ye Xuan was half lying on a rocking chair. Lin Miaofa and Lin Miaoxian were massaging his shoulders and back. He narrowed his eyes and flipped through the ancient book in his hand, giving off a leisurely appearance.

"Mister, the Myriad Spirit Heavenly Palace has sent an invitation to you to participate in the Southern Dipper Meeting. Would you like to go?" Lin Miaoxian probed for Ye Xuan.

"Southern Dipper Meeting?" Ye Xuan whispered.

"You killed Ye Mo Luo. Although the Myriad Spirit Heavenly Palace will not offend you because of this person, if they do not care about it, they will be laughed at by the outside world." Lin Miaofa's eyes flickered.

"You mean the Myriad Spirit Heavenly Palace wants to take me down a notch?"

Ye Xuan smiled and instantly understood what Lin Miaofa meant.

Obviously, he had casually killed Ye Mo Luo. Although Ye Mo Luo was just a pawn, he was still a member of the Myriad Spirit Heavenly Palace. The Myriad Spirit Heavenly Palace had to regain their dignity.

"You're right, sir. However, I'm afraid that's only one of the reasons. If I'm not wrong, the Ten Thousand Spirit Heavenly Palace wants to invite you to join them. That's their true motive," Lin Miaofa said softly. However, there was a hint of nervousness in her eyes.

Lin Miaofa couldn't be blamed for being nervous. Ye Xuan's existence was known throughout the Southern Dipper Region. He was a living Great Saint, and rumor had it that Ye Xuan was a Saint King from a hundred million years ago. Although he was only a Great Saint now, how could such a character not be noticed by all the great sects?

Regardless of whether Ye Xuan's identity was real or fake, he was indeed a Great Sage. The Ten Thousand Spirit Heavenly Palace naturally wanted to recruit him.

"If I don't join the Ten Thousand Spirit Heavenly Palace, will they attack me?" Ye Xuan sneered.

"That won't happen. However, you killed Ye Mo Luo, so you must give the Ten Thousand Spirit Heavenly Palace an explanation. After all, the Ten Thousand Spirit Heavenly Palace is the ruler of the Tenth Yuanhui. If you don't give them face, I'm afraid this matter won't end well," Lin Miaofa said.

The so-called great sects cared about their reputation the most. Moreover, the Ten Thousand Spirit Heavenly Palace was an orthodoxy founded by the Lord of Ten Thousand Spirit.

If someone killed someone from the Ten Thousand Spirit Heavenly Palace and the Ten Thousand Spirit Heavenly Palace didn't do anything about it, wouldn't it become a joke to all the great sects?

"Sir, when the time comes, you just need to give the Ten Thousand Spirit Heavenly Palace some face and say that you didn't know Ye Mo Luo was from the Ten Thousand Spirit Heavenly Palace. They will definitely use this as an excuse to let this matter pass. After all, a mere Ye Mo Luo can't be compared to you," Lin Miaoxian reminded.

"You mean to say that I should lower my head and apologize?" Ye Xuan glanced at Lin Miaoxian from the corner of his eyes.

"Sir, the Ten Thousand Spirit Heavenly Palace cannot be offended. Not to mention you, even a Saint King will have to give the Ten Thousand Spirit Heavenly Palace some face," Lin Miaoxian said while biting her lips.

"Ha!"

"So what if I don't give them face?" Ye Xuan sneered.

The person who could make Ye Xuan lower his head and apologize had not been born yet. Ye Xuan had only killed a mere ant. Wanting him to lower his head to the Ten Thousand Spirit Heavenly Palace was simply a joke. Did Ye Xuan not care about his reputation?

"Sir, you must not act on impulse." Lin Miaofa's expression changed slightly as she hurriedly advised Ye Xuan.

"If the Ten Thousand Spirit Heavenly Palace's face is their face, then what about my, Ye Xuan's, face?"

Ye Xuan's lips curled into a sneer, then he waved at the two girls and said, "Go tell the Ten Thousand Spirit Heavenly Palace that I will attend the Southern Dipper Meeting as promised."

Looking at Ye Xuan's cold expression, the two girls frowned, but they couldn't say anything else. They hurriedly left Ye Xuan's side and replied to the Ten Thousand Spirit Heavenly Palace's invitation.

"Humph."

"Even if you want to keep a low profile, you still have to see who I, Ye Xuan, am facing. If I have to endure even some ants, then wouldn't my millions of years of arduous cultivation be a joke?" Ye Xuan sneered as killing intent flashed through his eyes.

There was no need to keep a low profile, nor was there any concession. Since Ye Xuan had come to the Chaotic World, he had to act in a high-profile manner. Whoever dared to be his enemy, he would just kill them.

If Ye Xuan encountered an enemy who was more powerful than him, he would temporarily avoid them and wait for his cultivation to improve before he came back to kill the other party.

After coming to the Chaotic World, Ye Xuan did not want to establish any forces.

Because he did not want to repeat the mistakes of the Celestial Court in the past. At that time, he had created the 33rd Celestial Court, but in fact, to a large extent, it had restricted him.

He did not know how many enemies had used the Celestial Court as a bargaining chip to threaten him, which also made him feel that his hands and feet were tied.

From a small mortal to the Great Sage of today, Ye Xuan finally understood a principle. The so-called Daoist sects were only external objects. The only thing that was truly powerful was one's own body. Extra things would only become a burden to oneself.

As long as he was strong enough, the so-called Orthodoxy was nothing. He alone could equal a sect, and he alone was an Orthodoxy.

To put it bluntly, Ye Xuan's way of survival in the Chaotic World was that he had nothing to lose and was not afraid of wearing shoes.

He was alone. Whoever dared to be his enemy, he would destroy his whole family. If he encountered an enemy that he could not defeat, Ye Xuan would turn around and leave. He would return to kill all his disciples until his cultivation surpassed the strong enemy. Then, he would kill the strong enemy as well.

Moreover, Ye Xuan had already told a big lie. He claimed that he was the Sage King from 100 million years ago. As an ancient Sage King, he should have the temperament of a Sage King. How could he bow to others and let others see him as a joke?

In the battle for the Great Dao, if one did not move forward, one would fall behind. Ye Xuan was not a reckless man, but some things had to be done forcefully. Otherwise, others would only treat him as a soft persimmon.

This so-called Nandou Meeting was the time for Ye Xuan to establish his power. He would also rise in the Nandou Region and really compete with all the enemies.

Of course, although Ye Xuan did not establish any forces, he also wanted to make some friends, some mutually beneficial friends, which would also be of great benefit to his future.



Three years later.

A golden ancient chariot rumbled out of the Mystic Spell Kingdom. At this moment, the wind and clouds changed color. It crossed the sky and headed for the Moyun Mountain.

Moyun Mountain!

It was vast and boundless, standing up to the sky. The undulating mountain range was like a long dragon between heaven and earth. At a glance, one could not see the end.

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