Eternal Holy Emperor
Chapter 29 - 27: Take Me as Your Master, I’ll Lead You to the Absolute Peak!

Chapter 29: Chapter 27: Take Me as Your Master, I’ll Lead You to the Absolute Peak!

At the street stall, an ancient, lacquered black ring caught his attention.

This ring was truly ordinary, so common that no one would pick it up even if dropped on the ground.

However, it was such a ring that moved Ye Chen, letting him sense a trace of the extraordinary.

His eyes suddenly shone with a profound light, and after silently gazing at it for a good while, he shook his head.

Devoid of the Supreme Power he had in his past life, it was simply impossible for him to discern the true secret hidden within the black ancient ring; he could only rely on his Supreme Intuition.

The fervent look in his eyes disappeared in an instant, well concealed. Ye Chen reached out and grabbed a dagger gleaming with a cold light next to the ring, and said to the skinny stall owner, "How much for this dagger?"

The stall owner was a little old man who looked quite honest, but his eyes sparkled with shrewdness, clearly as astute as the previous fat stall owner. Seeing Ye Chen pick up the dagger so casually, he rubbed his hands together and chuckled, "Young man, I must say your eyes are really sharp, to immediately notice the truly good stuff."

"Actually, to be honest, this dagger is the best treasure I have. Don’t be fooled by its small appearance; it’s actually a blade that can slice through iron as if it were mud, a rare item in the world. What’s more, it has an extraordinary origin, once wielded by a powerful Innate Strong Person, of exceptional value. But since you, young man, have taken a liking to it, I’ll reluctantly give you a discount, and ask for only one thousand Gold Coins."

The people around immediately gasped in astonishment. What kind of Heavenly Weapon was this? It was clearly just a very ordinary dagger, maybe just a bit sharper, but asking for one thousand Gold Coins was simply highway robbery.

It was clear that the stall’s owner saw Ye Chen’s youth and wanted to scam him. What a greedy heart.

Ye Chen frowned and said, "Although it’s a blade that can slice through iron like mud, it’s still way too expensive, asking for one thousand Gold Coins."

The stall owner quickly replied, "Young man, this is not at all expensive. You should know that any weapon used by an Innate Strong Person is worth far more than this price. If it weren’t for the fact that I see you are eye-catching, I would never offer this price, I’m truly at a loss here."

"Here’s the deal, I only have three Gold Coins on me. If you’re willing to make the trade, then let’s do it. If not, let’s forget it," Ye Chen said very straightforwardly.

The skinny stall owner was dumbfounded. Although he anticipated that the so-called dagger wouldn’t sell for one thousand Gold Coins, the drop to three Gold Coins was ridiculously huge. He hurriedly said, "Young man, don’t slash the price so fiercely. How about this, three hundred Gold Coins, and that’s already cutting my own flesh."

"Three Gold Coins," Ye Chen repeated calmly.

"How about thirty Gold Coins then? I really can’t reduce the price any further," the stall owner said through gritted teeth.

"Four Gold Coins!" Ye Chen raised the offer, but only by...one Gold Coin.

Damn it, was this guy playing around? The stall owner’s face darkened, almost ready to chase him away. But then, as his gaze fell on the gold character "Ye" on Ye Chen’s chest, his expression changed drastically, clearly the mark of the Direct Disciple of the Ye Family.

In Luofeng City, the Ye Family was the biggest power; no one dared to offend them, especially a Direct Disciple—which was tantamount to seeking death.

On closer inspection, he clearly saw three unusually burly men among the crowd with clear hostility towards him, making the stall owner increasingly uneasy, his heart fluttering with apprehension. He couldn’t possibly be that unlucky.

Looking again at Ye Chen’s calm and collected demeanor, which could only belong to an important person from the Ye Family, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and say, "Fine, fine!"

After speaking, as if realizing his inappropriateness, he deliberately furrowed his brows and said, "These days I’m short on liquid funds, and seeing as you don’t seem flush either, let’s settle at four Gold Coins."

Ye Chen casually picked up a few inconspicuous items from the street stall, including the ancient ring, and said, "Along with another Gold Coin spent on a few items, as this young master quite likes them."

Hearing the words "this young master," the stall owner became even more convinced. Seeing the other items were unremarkable, he wasn’t particularly concerned and hurriedly said, "Alright, young man, whatever you want."

Ye Chen flicked his fingers and five glittering Gold Coins appeared, which he flicked toward the stall owner, completing the transaction.

With the ancient ring in hand, Ye Chen felt joyful in his heart, sensing it was an extraordinary item, worthy of thorough research when he returned home.

Leaving the street stall behind, Ye Chen had no interest in lingering in the marketplace any longer. He only wanted to return home to study the ancient ring, feeling it might yield something truly extraordinary.

After retrieving the Medicinal Materials from Zhang Shan’s shop, he went straight back home. In his own courtyard, Ye Chen immediately took out the ancient ring to carefully study it.

The ancient ring was indeed very ordinary, jet-black throughout, with no unusual patterns, seemingly just a simple ring made out of a circle of black iron.

Yet it was this very ancient ring that gave him a rather strange feeling, suggesting that it might be an extraordinary treasure.

"How strange, what on earth is this thing?"

Ye Chen muttered to himself as he carefully examined the pitch-black ancient ring resting in his palm. He even activated the inner strength within his body, following some principles from his previous life, but the ancient ring remained simple and plain, with no anomalies appearing.

Generally speaking, some treasures would reveal their mysterious aspects when stimulated by energy.

Yet this particular ancient ring was different; there were no fluctuations whatsoever.

However, his intuition told him that this ancient ring was not simple. It stemmed from his past life’s supreme intuition—having reached that level in his previous life, he could often intuitively communicate with the spirits and foresee the future.

Despite having been reincarnated, his acute intuition still remained, and it had never led him wrong.

He tried to squeeze the ancient ring with force, but despite appearing ordinary, the ring was incredibly hard to the point of disbelief; even with Ye Chen’s terrifyingly strong force measured in thousands of pounds, it did not deform in the slightest.

"If only I still had the cultivation level from my previous life, I wouldn’t be so helpless now," Ye Chen sighed to himself, staring at the black ancient ring and lying quietly on his bed.

At that moment, the young maid Huan’er came in with tea and snacks, seeing the young master sitting cross-legged on the bed with a frown, as if troubled by something, she couldn’t help but ask, "Young Master, what are you looking at?"

"Huan’er, come here," Ye Chen called without turning his head.

Obediently, Huan’er walked over, "Young Master, what is it?"

"Huan’er, what do you think of this ring?" He pointed to the black ring on the bed.

After looking at it for a while, Huan’er shook her head, "It’s very ordinary. Could it be a ring made of black iron? What do you need this ring for, Young Master?"

Suddenly, Ye Chen grabbed Huan’er’s small hand and slid the ring onto her delicate finger, stroking his chin and nodding seriously, "Huan’er, from now on, you belong to me."

Puzzled and tilting her head cutely, Huan’er asked innocently, "Why?"

"Huan’er, which finger did I put the ring on?" Ye Chen replied with a question, his expression a mix of smile and seriousness.

Huan’er looked at her soft little hand, "The ring finger."

"Do you know what that means?"

"I don’t know."

Ye Chen burst into laughter, pulled Huan’er closer and pinched her cute, tender cheek, "Wearing the ring on the ring finger means you are married. Huan’er, from now on, you are the Young Master’s person. Just give in to the Young Master already."

At first, Huan’er was taken aback, then her face flushed red as she let out an astonished cry, quickly throwing the ancient ring off her hand and running out covering her face, "Young Master, you’re so bad, Huan’er isn’t married yet!"

After teasing Huan’er, Ye Chen was in an exceptionally good mood and couldn’t help but burst into hearty laughter three times.

At that time, an idea suddenly struck him; there was one method he had not yet tried—

Blood recognition of the owner!

In the cultivation world, true powerful magic artifacts or secret treasures often required fresh blood for recognition, connecting with the owner through the bloodline to be activated. Undoubtedly, this mysterious pitch-black ancient ring might just require such blood recognition.

Ye Chen bit his fingertip, a drop of blood swirling with obscure golden radiance fell, landing on the ancient ring.

Suddenly, the ancient ring emitted a dim and hazy light that flowed over it. Accompanying it was a gentle voice in Ye Chen’s ear—

"Young fellow, do you wish to become a peerless strong person? If so, then take me as your master!"

Before him, a figure in white robes appeared, smiling amiably at him...