Villain : After Slacking Off, The Protagonist Collapse
Chapter 247

Chapter 247

The godson of the previous generation of the Ye family was named Ye Tian.

Several hundred years ago, he was also a renowned prodigy, possessing extraordinary talent and dominating the younger generation. Although he hadn’t reached the current status of Jiang Chen, who was invincible across the world and struck fear into the hearts of the younger generation, Ye Tian had been one of the few peerless talents of his era, not to be underestimated.

Now, hundreds of years later, he had already stepped into the ninth level of the Saint King realm, making his strength unfathomable.

“If Ye Tian intervenes, Jiang Chen might not accept the challenge,” said the Holy Son of Jade Lake, shaking his head.

The gap in their cultivation realms was simply too vast. Ye Tian was from an entirely different era, and the age difference was hundreds of years. Jiang Chen’s age wasn’t even a fraction of Ye Tian’s.

With such a disparity, no one would reasonably accept the challenge, just as Ye Qing knew better than to challenge Jiang Chen, recognizing the vast difference between them. Going up against him would only bring disgrace.

“It’s hard to say,” someone else remarked. “The Primordial Holy Son is notoriously proud. In recent times, he has swept through numerous powerful figures, even using the power of heavenly tribulations to annihilate an ancient imperial clan.”

“If provoked, there’s a good chance he might accept. Of course, if he refuses, nothing is lost—it’s merely a test. But if he does accept, all the better!” Ye Qing spoke calmly.

Having Ye Tian take action was just a trial. They were aware of the enormous difference in cultivation between the two, and Jiang Chen might not agree to the duel. However, it was impossible to find anyone at the Saint Realm level to challenge him, as none would be a match for Jiang Chen.

Even ordinary Saint Kings would fall, given how countless Saint Kings had already perished at Jiang Chen’s hands. Only someone like Ye Tian could put pressure on Jiang Chen, and perhaps even defeat him.

“I actually hope Jiang Chen accepts,” said the Holy Son of Yin-Yang, his face dark and his voice cold. He had once sought an alliance with the Primordial Holy Land, but they had refused, causing his sect to resent them.

They felt disrespected and naturally wanted to see the Primordial Holy Land humiliated. The same could be said for the other forces present, as they too had been rejected by the Primordial Holy Land.

Jiang Chen knew that these factions were unreliable. If real trouble arose, they would flee faster than anyone. Relying on them for help was more difficult than killing them.

Some might even stab you in the back, much like the Ye family. It was better not to form alliances with such groups. Instead, they needed factions like the Pure Yang Holy Land and the Great Qin Dynasty—forces that could share blessings and bear hardships together, advancing and retreating as one.

In reality, the Primordial Holy Land didn’t need these other factions at all, so they simply rejected them.

“The time has come!” Ye Qing smiled faintly and slowly rose to his feet. The heirs of several other great forces followed suit.

Soon, a powerful voice resonated through the skies, amplified by divine power, “Where is the Primordial Holy Son?”

The booming voice echoed throughout the ancient city, instantly igniting the curiosity of everyone within. Something was about to happen, as expected.

Shortly after, Ye Qing and his group soared into the sky, standing tall and exuding extraordinary auras.

“What is the meaning of this?” came the voice of the Holy Son of Pure Yang. “Isn’t this the renowned godson of the Ye family? I’ve heard that your family believes you to be superior to the Primordial Holy Son, even claiming that you are the number one prodigy of this era. Are you here today to challenge the Primordial Holy Son and prove yourself?”

The Holy Son of Pure Yang understood what they were trying to do. They were here to unsettle Jiang Chen. Naturally, he couldn’t let them take the lead, so he struck first, intending to throw them off balance.

The Holy Son of Pure Yang’s preemptive strike immediately disrupted Ye Qing’s plan, catching him off guard. Ye Qing had planned to call out Jiang Chen, praise him briefly, then undermine him to provoke a duel with Ye Tian. However, Pure Yang’s words had already derailed his strategy before it even began.

“Does the godson of the Ye family truly have the audacity to challenge the Primordial Holy Son?”

“A Quasi-Saint challenging a Saint? Isn’t that overly confident, especially against someone like the Primordial Holy Son? When the Primordial Holy Son underwent his tribulation, he killed a Saint King with a single slap.”

“That alone proves his extraordinary strength, nearly at the peak of the Saint King realm. Can the Ye family’s godson defeat a Saint King?”

“If he can, then he’s truly more monstrous than the Primordial Holy Son!”

“That’s probably just a rumor. How could he compare to the Primordial Holy Son?”

“Even though we don’t know for sure, from the way the Ye family’s godson speaks, it seems he does intend to fight.”

Pure Yang’s words led many to believe that Ye Qing intended to fight Jiang Chen, sparking widespread curiosity. Could the godson of the Ye family really be such a monstrous talent?

A Quasi-Saint daring to challenge Jiang Chen—was this arrogance or confidence? Or did Ye Qing have some hidden card that could defeat Jiang Chen?

“There’s talk that the godson of the Ye family is a peerless prodigy, invincible across the world. If that’s true, he might actually be able to compete with the Primordial Holy Son! But I bet he’s just trying to act tough!” Jin Changhe’s voice echoed through the crowd.

The area was filled with top prodigies, and now, there was a spectacle to behold. Another internal conflict among human prodigies was something the prodigies of the ancient imperial clans enjoyed watching.

They were more than happy to fan the flames, hoping for endless internal strife. Jin Changhe’s words were meant to provoke them further.

“Invincible across the world? Maybe that applies to the Primordial Holy Son! Even we, the ancient imperial clans, can acknowledge that!”

“The godson of the Ye family, does he even have the qualifications to do this? That’s something that remains to be seen!” Bai Chen’s voice followed, resonating through the air.

A massive white tiger roared, shaking the heavens and earth, its sharp, piercing gaze sweeping across the sky in a domineering manner.

Jiang Chen’s talent and combat prowess, proven through numerous battles, had already won the respect and admiration of these geniuses. No one could question Jiang Chen, not even Huang Qingtian.

Naturally, Bai Chen and the others were no exception. However, Ye Qing had never shown himself to the world, and there had been far too much boasting about him. These prodigies were not going to accept such claims easily; they wanted to see if Ye Qing lived up to the hype.

“Today, it is not I who will take action!” Ye Qing said. “One of my clan’s elders has heard of Jiang Chen’s strength and, driven by curiosity, wishes to challenge him. I wonder if the Primordial Holy Son would be willing to give him this honor?”

Ye Qing paused for a moment, surveying the gathered geniuses before continuing, “As for those of you who wish to gauge my abilities, why not step forward and duel? The truth can only be revealed through battle!”

He dared not challenge Jiang Chen directly, but when it came to the other ancient imperial clan geniuses, he was confident. In his heart, he believed himself to be second only to Jiang Chen, not even Huang Qingtian could compare.

Ye Qing was extremely confident in this, and naturally did not take these geniuses from the ancient imperial clans seriously.

“Is the godson of the Ye family too afraid to fight?”

“Are you saying the Primordial Holy Son is so strong that he frightens you?”

“And by elder, do you mean Ye Tian, the godson of the previous generation? That’s just an old monster! His age alone dwarfs the Primordial Holy Son’s. Are you seriously asking him to fight? Don’t you feel ashamed?”

The Holy Son of Pure Yang taunted, not leaving any room for Ye Qing to save face. “Honestly, if you’re scared, just say so. There’s no need to hide behind some ancient monster to pressure the Primordial Holy Son. Especially when this so-called elder is on the verge of becoming a Great Saint. Aren’t you just trying to bully him?”

“If that’s the case, there’s no need for the Primordial Holy Land to intervene. My master could take the challenge. After all, the age gap between my master and Ye Tian is similar to the gap between Ye Tian and the Primordial Holy Son. If my master were to act, it wouldn’t be considered bullying!”

As his words fell, Ziyang Zhenren, the master of the Holy Son of Pure Yang, chuckled softly and added, “Forget it. There’s no joy in bullying others. However, if a Great Saint from the Ye family wants to fight, I’d be willing to take them on. But a Saint King isn’t worth my time.”