That afternoon, Ye Chen began to recover the spirit body of Emperor Brush's artifact spirit on Purple Cap Mountain with the cave abode that Zi Qingcang provided.
Emperor Brush and the Heavenly Emperor Sword were known as the sharpest weapons in the Immortal World. The tip of the brush was like a blade. Ye Chen, who was at his peak, held Emperor Brush. He could judge the death of all living beings with one stroke. The tip of the brush was enough to destroy a world.
However, after that battle, almost all of Ye Chen's immortal weapons were destroyed. Even Emperor Brush was no exception.
Compared to the shattered Night Demon Armor, Emperor Brush was in a worse state. After all, its defense was naturally inferior to the Night Demon Armor.
Therefore, after they were both shattered, the Night Demon's artifact spirit was still awake, while Emperor Brush's spirit body fell into a deep sleep.
Fortunately, Zi Qingcang's Soul Shaper Golden Lotus allowed Emperor Brush's artifact spirit to protect the remaining spirit body. Otherwise, Ye Chen might not have been able to wake it up.
Two hours later, rays of light suddenly surged from the cave abode. Subsequently, an extremely serious voice sounded.
"I, Emperor Brush, greet Your Majesty!"
The excitement in his voice could not be hidden.
It was a middle-aged man floating in the air. His long hair fluttered behind him, and golden flames surged on his body.
The man was kneeling on one knee in the air at that moment. His eyes were filled with respect and longing as he looked at Ye Chen.
"Please get up!"
Ye Chen suppressed the excitement inside of him and helped him up with a wave of his hand.
Night Demon shot out of his body and transformed into a wretched old man. He looked at Emperor Brush's artifact spirit and chuckled, "Old cunning brush, you're really tough. You're still alive!"
"Aren't you still alive too, old b * tch?" Emperor Brush's artifact spirit smirked coldly, his eyes filled with disdain.
"Who are you calling an old b * tch?"
Night Demon immediately exploded. He blew his beard and glared, "Um, Wushuang, can you tolerate this old cunning brush acting cool in front of you?"
As Ye Chen's two great offensive weapons, the Heavenly Emperor Sword and Emperor Brush had never been on good terms. Therefore, Night Demon mentioned Wushuang without even thinking.
Ye Wushuang's figure slowly appeared next to Ye Chen. He was carrying the little girl in his arms and said in all seriousness, "I can!"
Night Demon Battle Armor: "…"
Ye Wushuang looked at Emperor Brush's weapon spirit quietly and smiled brightly, "It's good that you're not dead. Let's fight again if there's a chance!"
"Alright!"
The Emperor Brush's weapon spirit smiled.
When Night Demon saw that, he sighed deliberately and said, "Truly, good people don't pay with their lives but scourges live for a thousand years!"
At that moment, Emperor Brush's weapon spirit noticed the little girl in Ye Wushuang's embrace, "Master, is this your child?"
Emperor Brush knelt down on one knee and said respectfully, "Emperor Brush greets Your Highness!"
The little fellow's eyes widened in confusion. "Daddy, why is this uncle kowtowing to others? You even called me Your Highness … "
"This is one of Daddy's brothers. You can call him Uncle Emperor Brush from now on." Ye Chen walked over and patted the little girl's head.
"I don't dare, I don't dare, how can this old servant …"
Emperor Brush's weapon spirit was about to refuse, but it could only agree after seeing Ye Chen's unquestionable gaze.
"Uncle Emperor Brush, do you have a gift for me?" The little girl walked over and looked at him eagerly.
"Yes, yes, yes!"
Emperor Brush's weapon spirit laughed out loud. Following that, its body swayed and transformed into a golden brush. Then, it tapped the space between the little girl's brows.
A stream of golden Genesis Energy entered the little girl's glabella from the tip of the brush. Everyone saw the acupoints in the little girl's body open up, and she directly entered the Martial Dao Master Stage.
Meanwhile, Emperor Brush's spirit body became a little illusory.
Ye Chen frowned and said, "Your gift is too much!"
Emperor Brush had used the last remnant of the imperial weapon's origin to cleanse the little girl's muscles and marrow, allowing her to instantly step into the Martial Dao Master Stage.
The price was that it would be much more difficult for Emperor Brush to recover to its peak in the later stages.
However, he shook his head repeatedly. His eyes were filled with love as he looked at the little girl, "It's fine. At most, I'll spend more effort in the future!"
"Return to your position!"
Ye Chen took out Emperor Brush. The weapon spirit turned into a streak of light and returned to the brush.
The little girl tugged at the corner of his shirt and said pitifully, "Daddy, when are we going home? When are we going to look for mommy? "
"Soon!"
Ye Chen comforted her and walked out of the cave abode after carrying her.
He still had one more thing to do!
That was to release all the suppressed dragon veins and let them return to the secular world. He would open up a new world for the hundreds of thousands of cultivators in the secular world!
When he walked out, Elder Qing Xuan and the rest, who had been waiting anxiously, came up to him, "Peak master, are you alright?"
The people who came to watch the battle did not leave.
When they saw him coming out, they held their breaths. Everyone looked at Ye Chen in awe!
Even saints were no match for him. From now on, he was the true master of the Kunlun Ruins!
"I'm fine!"
Ye Chen looked around and said to Elder Qing Xuan and the rest, "Let's go!"
Just as everyone was about to return, a black shadow suddenly flashed across the sky.
A black figure suddenly swept over from the horizon. When it landed, everyone's pupils involuntarily shrunk.
The other party was a Drought Demon!
The most terrifying thing was that after the Drought Demon was the Corpse King. It was an existence that everyone in the Kunlun Ruins feared the most apart from Ye Chen!
Wu Tianhou's expression turned cold. He took a step forward and questioned, "Why are you blocking our way?!"
Qin Jian glanced at Wu Tianhou in disdain before he looked at Ye Chen, "Mr. Ye, my master invites you!"
Everyone's expressions turned pale when they heard that.
The Corpse King wanted to see Mad Southern Ye?
Could it be that the two of them were going to fight?
Ye Chen placed his hands behind his back and squinted at Qin Jian, "Why does your master want to see me?"
"You'll know when you get there, Mr. Ye. Why ask so much?" Qin Jian said impolitely.
Boom!
As soon as he said that, Ye Chen flashed past. He held the Emperor Brush in his hand and quickly drew a Corpse Suppression Talisman between his brows!
Qin Jian discovered that his body could no longer move. What shocked him the most was that a terrifying suppressive force spread from head to toe.
"Who do you think you are? How dare you speak to me like that? If it weren't for your master, I would've torn you into pieces today! "
Ye Chen said calmly, "You can see me if you want. Get your master to come here personally!"
Then, with a flick of his finger, Qin Jian's figure turned into a ray of dark light and shot out, eventually disappearing into the horizon.
The surrounding people looked at this scene with fear and trepidation.
Clearly, they did not expect Ye Chen to treat the Corpse King's people like that. One must know that the Corpse King was an existence that could even severely injure the old saint!
Thinking to this point, many people's eyes flashed with schadenfreude. They could not wait for the two of them to fight to the death.
After all, no matter who died.
It would be beneficial to the Kunlun Ruins!
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