Eternal Holy Emperor
Chapter 276 - 247: The Thought of Closed-Door Cultivation (2nd Update)

Chapter 276: Chapter 247: The Thought of Closed-Door Cultivation (2nd Update)

In the Ancient Hall of the Heavenly Level Academy, Ye Chen suddenly burst forth, raising his hand and directly flinging the few people led by Yangg Hua into the air, causing all of them to be violently injured, coughing up blood incessantly.

The numerous young elites of the academy within the hall found themselves stunned; they had not expected the Young Great Demon King to make an appearance. Although they were the very pinnacle of young elites on the Tiandu Continent, they paled in comparison to the power of the youth before them.

Ye Chen looked down upon Yangg Hua and his companions, uttering coldly, "Since when have my friends become targets that you mongrels can threaten?"

Yangg Hua and the others were petrified; despite being elite disciples of the Heavenly Level Academy destined to become Martial Gods, they felt utterly insignificant in the face of the Martial God Assassin before them.

They had simply not anticipated Ye Chen’s appearance, especially not at this moment.

"Ye Chen." Xia Teng and others were overjoyed yet also ashamed that they required Ye Chen’s intervention.

As if understanding what they were thinking, Ye Chen smiled slightly and said, "There’s no need to feel ashamed. We are friends, and of course, we should help each other when in trouble. Furthermore, you are all younger than them. You lack only in cultivation for now, but with enough time, you will have nothing to fear from them."

The Thirteenth Prince and others then relaxed, chiding themselves for overthinking things. Among friends, such worries were unnecessary.

Because mutual assistance is what defines friendship.

Then Ye Chen’s gaze fell upon the few, instilling a dreadful sense of distance in them, as if two great mountains were bearing down upon their shoulders, making it impossible to look up.

"Alright, hand over everything valuable you have on you; consider it compensation for your wrongdoing," Ye Chen commanded, causing the color to drain from their faces. Ye Chen’s demand could render them penniless, and their possessions were no ordinary items, but rather precious treasures they could not simply surrender.

"Ye Chen, you can’t do this; otherwise, you will make an enemy of every elite in the Heavenly Level Academy," Yangg Hua could not help but use the academy as a threat, hoping Ye Chen would back down from the challenge.

Unfortunately, he had forgotten just who Ye Chen was—a freak of nature who did not fear even super forces and could escape their clutches. How could he be afraid of a mere Heavenly Level Academy?

The expression on Ye Chen’s face remained unchanged: "Heavenly Level Academy? Ridiculous. What’s the Heavenly Level Academy to me? If it comes to it, I’m ready for a battle. But do you really think there are Super Martial Gods or Peak Martial Gods in the academy to stand against me?"

His words caused Yangg Hua and the others to blanch, raising alarm among the other young prodigies in the hall. Was this a challenge to all the elites of the Heavenly Level Academy?

Yet, they were angry but dared not speak.

Although the Heavenly Level Academy was home to the strongest young geniuses of the entire Tiandu Continent, it did not include the likes of Ye Chen and the few other ancient heroes who had long surpassed the boundaries of genius. Especially Ye Chen, who had recently slain so many Super Martial Gods and even Peak Martial Gods, was nothing short of a Killing God.

No student of the Heavenly Level Academy, however powerful, dared claim to match a Super Martial God, let alone a Peak Martial God.

Therefore, virtually no one could be considered Ye Chen’s match, much less an opponent.

Even banding together, there was slim hope of inflicting any harm on Ye Chen. Has it not been witnessed how so many Martial Gods of the Tianqi Empire failed to besiege him, only to meet with a wholesale slaughter?

Should Ye Chen choose to strike, he alone would likely be enough to slaughter all the students of the Heavenly Level Academy.

But acknowledging this chilled everyone to the bone; here stood a veritable Young Great Demon King capable of steamrolling any adversary of his generation.

In the end, they all had no choice but to dutifully surrender all their valuable treasures, and due to Ye Chen’s actualizing gaze, they dared not hide anything. They felt as if Ye Chen’s gaze could truly pierce through everything, leaving nowhere to hide.

Naturally, such treasures were of little interest to Ye Chen, and he passed them on to his friends.

The recipients did not hesitate and accepted them.

"Scram!"

Ye Chen barked a command, and they scrambled away in terror, fleeing from the hall. Afterward, Ye Chen’s solidifying gaze swept over all those present, and his disdainful yet authoritative voice thundered, "From this day on, if anyone dares harm my friends, it will be deemed an act of enmity against me, Ye Chen."

Each young prodigy of the Heavenly Level Academy paled at these words, which constituted an unmistakable threat and declaration of protection.

However, no one dared to object. Who Ye Chen was, everyone understood—a dominant and unrivaled young Supreme Powerhouse whom even the super forces could not contend with, much less them.

After a pause, Ye Chen drew in his divine power and fixed his eyes on one of the elites who, terrified, quickly pleaded, "Lord Chenn, please do not harm me; I have never wronged your friends."

Ye Chen shook his head: "Don’t worry; I have no intention of harming you. I merely want to ask you something."

The man immediately breathed a sigh of relief. There was no helping it, a person’s reputation and the shadow of a tree are both significant, Ye Chen exuded a strong oppressive feeling even without releasing his aura.

"Isn’t there someone named Huang Tianqin at the Heavenly Level Academy?" Ye Chen inquired about Huang Tianqin’s information. It was natural that Ye Chen wouldn’t let him go.

Several years ago, he had caused such great harm to Ye Chen on the King’s Ancient Road. Even though it was before his awakening, after waking up, Ye Chen had fully embraced these memories as if experiencing them firsthand.

"Apologies, Lord Chen, Huang Tianqin has been gone for a long time. He became a Martial God powerhouse half a year ago and left the Tiandu Academy. It’s said he’s following a Heavenly God as his disciple and receiving guidance," the young elite replied honestly, not daring to conceal anything.

But without a doubt, Huang Tianqin was also a prodigy. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have become a generation’s Martial God.

In the Heavenly Level Academy, anyone who reaches Martial God Level can leave the academy and can also serve as an elder within the academy, continuing to stay.

Ye Chen frowned, not expecting to end up with nothing and unable to find Huang Tianqin. However, he was not in a rush. As long as Huang Tianqin was still on the Tiandu Continent, he couldn’t escape Ye Chen’s grasp. Moreover, it was rumored that Huang Tianqin would return to the King’s Ancient Road. The grievances of the past could be settled on the King’s Ancient Road.

It wasn’t until after Ye Chen had left that the young elites of the Heavenly Level Academy were able to catch their breath. The pressure that Ye Chen had exerted on them was simply too overpowering, like having mountains and peaks on their shoulders, making it hard to breathe and filled them with awe.

Not long after, Ye Chen ascended to a mountain peak within the Tiandu Academy known as Qingxue Peak, a rare pocket world, eternally covered in snow, pure and white, with ice peaks piercing the clouds. Yet, it was curiously sunny and clear, with the sunshine beaming down.

This was Yuan Jiu’s abode after he was born. It had also been resided in by a Great Prophet from the Ancient Era. Innately, it possessed a special Dao Rhythm and was in harmony with the Heavenly Mechanism. This place was conducive to deduction and prophecy, a truly remarkable location.

The mountain peak was beautiful, and the courtyard was elegant. Before Ye Chen even fully approached, the courtyard doors automatically opened, simple yet dignified. Yuan Jiu sat by a flowing stream, gently boiling wine, and toasted Ye Chen from afar.

"Brother Ye, please enter my humble abode."

Ye Chen smiled slightly and strode in, expressing his admiration, "The Way of the Great Prophecy is indeed extraordinary. Brother Yuan Jiu even predicted my arrival."

Yuan Jiu shook his head, saying, "I merely sensed Brother Ye’s presence, there was no deduction involved. Your fate is shrouded in mist and cannot be deduced, penetrated, or detected. I cannot make any predictions about you."

Ye Chen just smiled and stated his intention, "Brother Yuan Jiu, I’m about to go into seclusion."

Yuan Jiu appeared to have anticipated this and showed no surprise, "I suppose Brother Ye wants to sprint for the Martial God Realm."

"Exactly."

His cultivation had reached a bottleneck, both in Daoism and in his Human Origin Golden Body, necessitating seclusion to sprint further, to become even more powerful.

Upon becoming a Martial God and achieving Golden Body Perfection, he would become truly formidable, fearless below the Heavenly Divine Realm.

Moreover, after reaching the Martial God Realm, he would genuinely start refining the Refining God Pill, reviving the dormant Holy Body Bloodline within his body, fully activating it, and becoming a Saint on the spot.

Yuan Jiu said, "It’s not just you who needs to go into seclusion. Yang Wushuang and a few others are also about to do the same."

This answer surprised Ye Chen slightly.

But according to Yuan Jiu’s response, these Ancient Heroes had a very high understanding of Dao. During their lengthy periods of dormancy, their consciousness may have been oblivious and dormant, unaware of outside affairs, but they were habitually beside Heavenly God powerhouses reciting scriptures, occasionally accompanied by Divine Ancestors indulging in Enlightenment. This influenced them subtly, deepening their subconscious grasp of Dao, giving them a richer accumulation.

Once born, they were able to break through successively in a short period, reaching higher levels.

This was something to marvel at, the kind of treatment Ancient Heroes received, never wasting time even during slumber. The unwavering imprints of Dao had been bestowed upon them, assisting them in Enlightenment and laying a profound Dao Foundation.

Endowed with hopes beyond that of Divines, it’s clear the investments made by the super forces were enormous.

"It will probably take three months. After we emerge from seclusion, we could reach the level of Martial God Peak in the Ninth Layer Heaven, and perhaps you, Ye Chen, will fall behind," Yuan Jiu said with a smile, beaming.

Although Ye Chen had reached the Martial God Realm, he was only at the beginning of it. His real invincibility lay in his potent Treasure Body, which was definitely more advanced than his Daoism techniques.

By that time, the gap between him and the several Ancient Heroes would widen even further.

Seeing this unparalleled genius being overtaken by them was indeed a curious affair.

However, upon hearing this, Ye Chen’s expression didn’t change in the slightest, instead, he seemed to smile with a hint of jest, "Really? Then, I am very much looking forward to our meeting after three months."

Yuan Jiu was astonished; why did he have a feeling that things might not be so favorable?