Gentlemen, it's time to enter the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls.

Chapter 475 White Wolf with Empty Gloves

A bizarre ambush nearly cost Chen Ye and Su Chun their lives.

Fortunately, the two hadn't gone far, so breaking the spatial confinement and making a little noise was enough to attract the Great Sage Overturning the Sea.

Chen Ye was still somewhat shaken. He had considered the possibility of people from Heaven coming, but he never imagined that Heaven would not seek revenge against the Great Sage Overturning the Sea, but instead specifically target him, a mortal.

Once he calmed down, Chen Ye fell into deep thought.

Does this mean that the Heavenly Court is no longer confident in dealing with the Great Sage Who Overturns the Sea?

According to Chen Ye's understanding of the mythology, if that Manifestation Saint True Lord had survived, he would not have sent a deer down to ambush mortals. Instead, he should have mustered his troops and directly attacked the Overturning Sea Great Saint, and the two would have fought again until the heavens and earth were darkened and the mountains and rivers were shattered.

Such insidious methods are unlike those famous and influential figures.

Perhaps it was because Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's plan was so successful that most of these immortals and gods had disappeared, leaving behind only a few unknown minor gods, that he was not confident in dealing with the Great Sage Overturning the Sea, so he prepared to break through from Chen Ye's side.

The idea was probably to get Chen Ye to sign that contract, then turn him into a puppet, and use him to plot against the Great Sage Overturning the Sea.

Despite the weakness of mortals, if Chen Ye were to secretly administer a special poison, it might not be impossible for it not to affect the Great Sage Overturning the Sea.

Even the Buddha himself was stung by a tiny scorpion demon, and the Dragon King would transform into a golden carp to seek help from mortals. In the past, there was no distinction between different realms among the immortals.

When calamity arrives, even mortals can slay gods.

So, as long as we stick close to the Great Sage Overturning the Sea, we can get through this safely...?

Chen Ye chuckled self-deprecatingly. To entrust one's life and death to others was simply too ridiculous. How could someone who had cultivated for so many years still have such thoughts?

Looking up at the crowd, most of the cultivators had just announced the ten-day deadline, and those who failed to complete the training would be expelled.

Some of them even looked at Chen Ye with a hint of... resentment.

It seems that Chen Ye's misfortune may have interrupted their connection to the immortals.

"Look at some people, they can't even distinguish between gratitude and resentment. They don't even realize that if it weren't for you, Sect Master, speaking up, they wouldn't even have the right to touch a bit of immortal energy."

Chen Ye turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound. He saw Mo Suixin angrily cursing those heartless cultivators. If anyone looked at her in a strange way, she would glare back at them.

This gesture surprised Chen Ye.

Mo Suixin is not usually this outspoken; she is usually quiet and gentle.

Seeing Chen Ye's gaze, Mo Suixin blushed slightly and whispered, "I just can't stand these ungrateful people."

Chen Ye laughed and said, "Human nature has always been like this, but there are only a few who are blind to reason. They are much better than I imagined."

There were certainly people who harbored resentment towards Chen Ye, but only a few of them were superficial. Whether the others were good actors or reasonable people, at least they did not blame Chen Ye for the incident. On the contrary, Wu Yun Zhenren and Jiao Yue Zhenren both came to express their concern, fearing that something might have happened to Chen Ye.

Mo Suixin said, "Sect Leader, it's not that I'm being disrespectful, but you are indeed too soft-hearted. Some petty people are all about power and no virtue."

Chen Ye explained helplessly, "I'm not being sentimental, I just really don't have the time. There are only ten days left now. Are you confident that you can separate your magic power from the water and then integrate it into yourself?"

Chen Ye's words made Mo Suixin feel somewhat ashamed, and she could only shake her head and reply, "I have no confidence."

In this world, cultivators have already embarked on a different path of cultivation, so it is naturally not easy to suddenly change to a different method of cultivation.

Chen Ye's extraordinary experience allowed him to achieve his breakthrough in one fell swoop, while Fei Lian Demon Lord's high cultivation level made his breakthrough easy. For other cultivators, changing their cultivation path is not so simple.

Even the two sect leaders were racking their brains, seemingly still unable to find a way to enter the gate.

Ancient cultivation methods are too "mysterious." Understanding them is simply enlightenment, a single step to heaven. Those who cannot understand them are useless. Unlike later cultivation methods, where every move is clearly broken down, allowing for rote memorization to even begin.

"In ten days, the number of people who can master it can probably be counted on one hand," Chen Ye judged in a low voice.

“The path to immortality is elusive,” Mo Suixin sighed softly, her words carrying a deeper meaning. “I thought I was quite talented, but compared to that Miss Su, I am truly… far inferior.”

The tone was sour.

Once the chief disciple of the Incense Burning Sect, a top genius in the cultivation world. In the blink of an eye, the sect was destroyed, and in order to save Chen Ye, he even destroyed his only innate divine ability. Now, even his cultivation aptitude is far behind others.

That bittersweet feeling felt like it was going to crush my heart.

Chen Ye was unaware of all of this.

Should I tell him? I'm afraid he might think I'm taking advantage of his kindness, which could cause him to resent me and distance himself from me.

Should she not tell him? This feeling of grievance and resentment choked her, gnawing at her every night.

Seeing her self-pitying expression, Chen Ye assumed she was worried about her cultivation and couldn't help but smile, comforting her, "Don't worry. I can't control other people's affairs, but within ten days, I guarantee that every disciple of our Yellow Springs Sect will be able to cultivate magical power."

Mo Suixin was taken aback. She wanted to explain that this wasn't what upset her, but seeing the sly and triumphant look on Chen Ye's face, like a little fox who had stolen a chicken, she swallowed her words. Not wanting to spoil his good mood, she could only ask, "What brilliant plan does the sect leader have?"

Chen Ye leaned closer to her mysteriously and lowered his voice.

The warm breath brushed against her earlobe, bringing a slight tingling sensation that made Mo Suixin's cheeks instantly burn.

He whispered a few words, then straightened up and winked slyly: "Remember, keep it a secret. People's hearts are not worried about scarcity, but about inequality. Good things should be given to our own people first."

Mo Suixin's heart skipped a beat, her ears felt burning hot, and she nodded dizzily, "Yes! Don't worry, Sect Master, I'll only tell Master."

Chen Ye: "..."

Well then, given the deep bond between master and disciple, let her be.

Chen Ye never intended to keep it a secret from his own people, but if he wanted the disciples of the Yellow Springs Sect to take advantage of this immortal opportunity, he would need the help of another person.

Chen Ye's figure transformed into a streak of ink, tearing through the wind and snow, and arrived at the other side of the Snow Mountain Dragon Pool.

There is a cave here covered in ice and snow, known only to Chen Ye.

This is the place where the Demon Lord Feilian cultivates.

After all, he was a demon, and it was not good for him to meet with righteous cultivators. So Feilian hid in this cave and cultivated diligently, ignoring the commotion outside.

As soon as Chen Ye stepped into the cave, he felt a pressure on his body.

Deep inside the cave, a figure sat cross-legged.

His aura formed a swirling vortex, devouring and absorbing the magical power emanating from the Dragon Pool. Every inch of his flesh and blood seemed to be undergoing a transformation.

Although the Demon Lord Feilian had already cultivated his magical powers, no one would complain about having too much of such a good thing.

First, swallow all the benefits you can get right now, and deal with the troubles later.

Seemingly sensing Chen Ye's arrival, the vortex of magical power around the Flying Demon Lord paused slightly.

Feilian opened his eyes, looked at Chen Ye, and let out a sneer:
"Ha, I heard that someone was almost killed on the spot by the Heavenly Court's envoys for trying to have an affair with his lover. It seems that a man who is not a womanizer in his youth is not a true man. You, Chen Ye, who has the dual identities of the leader of the righteous path and the supreme ruler of the demonic sect, still can't leave the land of gentle pleasures in the end?"

Chen Ye remained unmoved, seemingly oblivious to the barb in her words, and smiled calmly: "My relationship with Miss Su is completely innocent, what kind of affair is this? It's you, Venerable Lord, the number one Dao Integration Realm cultivator in the world, who now imitates those gossipy women, spouting such vulgar nonsense?" Fei Lian Demon Lord, however, said self-deprecatingly: "Status? What status do I have now? I'm just a lackey of the Great Sage Overturning the Sea, a rogue cultivator from the Demonic Sect who only tries to get a seat when the immortals are lecturing."

There was a strong sense of resentment in his words, and the Demon Lord Feilian made no attempt to hide it.

The immortal destiny he had risked his life to attain was turned into a favor by Chen Ye, who casually gave it away to a large group of good-for-nothings.

This made all his previous calculations a joke.

Chen Ye certainly sensed the resentment, but seemed completely oblivious, still wearing that carefree smile, and lightly brushed aside this volatile topic.

"My lord, let's get down to business. I've come today to ask for your help with something."

Without even lifting his eyelids, the Demon Lord Feilian squeezed out two words through gritted teeth.

"No help."

Clean and decisive, Fei Lian Demon Lord seemed to leave no room for maneuver.

Chen Ye's smile froze slightly, and he asked in confusion, "Your Excellency refuses without even asking what it is? At the very least, you should hear the conditions I offered."

"Conditions?" Demon Lord Feilian asked, his voice filled with disdain as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

“I am now focused on spiritual cultivation. No matter what rare treasures you offer, they are no different from dirt in my eyes.”

He adopted an attitude of being indifferent to desires and interests, elevating his posture to the highest level.

These words were half true and half false. They were the truth, but also a bargaining chip for Chen Ye to use to negotiate a lower price.

But Chen Ye didn't fall for it, saying frankly, "My lord, there's no need for that. You should know who I, Chen Ye, am after all this time. I treat people with sincerity, and I expect others to treat me with sincerity as well."

"If he's a friend, I'll definitely think of him when I get something in return."

The Demon Lord Feilian remained silent; if anyone else had said this, he would have dismissed it as nothing.

In this world, there is only self-interest. Even fathers and sons can turn against each other. What kind of friends are they? They just want to avoid giving you benefits.

But it was Chen Ye who said this.

It was Chen Ye who truly distributed this immense opportunity for immortality like dividing a pie.

Over the years, there have been many rumors about Chen Ye. He is indeed well-known for his generosity and never hesitates to treat his friends and family members without any regard for the cost.

Demon Lord Feilian pondered that playing tricks with this kid wouldn't bring any advantage; on the contrary, genuine cooperation would yield more benefits.

The Demon Lord Feilian remained silent for a long time before finally softening his tone and asking, "You've gone to so much trouble to come to me, what is it that you want?"

Chen Ye chuckled and, without beating around the bush, bluntly stated his purpose.

"I would like to borrow your 'Longevity Belt', Your Majesty."

"impossible!"

Demon Lord Feilian refused almost instinctively.

The belt of the Antarctic Immortal grants immortality to anyone who wears it; it is the most precious magical treasure in the world. How could such a treasure be lent to Chen Ye?

"Don't be so quick to refuse." Chen Ye didn't care about his reaction at all. Instead, he leaned closer and said mysteriously, "I only need to borrow it for ten days. Within ten days, I will return it to you intact."

The Demon Lord Feilian didn't budge, but asked suspiciously, "Ten days? Tell me, what do you want this treasure of mine for?"

Chen Ye explained, “My lord, think about it. This belt can grant immortality, which means it bestows upon the wearer ‘endless lifespan.’ But what if someone with unlimited lifespan is struck by the ‘Arrow of Time’?”

The Flying Demon Lord instantly understood Chen Ye's meaning. Once he put on the Longevity Belt, he would no longer fear the side effects of the Time Arrow, which meant he could freely traverse endless time. What magic in the world could he not learn?

Demon Lord Feilian exclaimed in shock, "You want those cultivators to 'farm' their mana using this method?! Aren't you afraid that the Great Sage Overturning the Sea will come after you for such cheating?"

"How can it be considered cheating? This is making fair use of the rules." Chen Ye shrugged, looking completely innocent.

"The Soulfire Lord is dead, and I sent many of his fragmented souls to hell to be tortured, so the remaining Time Arrows are limited. I estimate they're only enough for a few people. No matter how we try, we can't win the bet. The Great Sage Overturning the Sea will undoubtedly win. Who would care about such a small matter? On the contrary, the Time Arrows will allow him to waste less of his magic power, so it's a win-win situation."

Feilian Demon Lord frowned as he listened, feeling that something was amiss, and a strange unease settled in his heart.

After a moment's thought, Demon Lord Feilian asked again, "Even if the Great Sage Overturning the Seas doesn't care, you are still going against the will of Heaven! You are exploiting loopholes in the Heavenly Dao; aren't you afraid of divine retribution?!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Ye smiled.

He had really thought about this carefully. After all, when he first had this idea, he also felt that it was a bit too cheating. Is there really such a simple way to cultivate in this world?
But upon closer reflection, he is now enabling cultivators to cultivate immortality using ancient methods.

What is the ancient method?

Eating a ginseng fruit grants a lifespan of tens of thousands of years; munching on a peach of immortality grants a lifespan equal to that of heaven and earth; swallowing a nine-turn golden elixir allows a mortal to instantly become an immortal; or even marrying a wife and having a romantic encounter with a fairy grants one access to the heavenly stars… that’s what it means to take a real shortcut.

As for Chen Ye, he had to borrow treasures and endure arrows. After much scheming and calculation, he could barely get a few people to join the sect, and they were still a long way from becoming immortals.

What kind of shortcut is this? Even the gods would laugh at us if we talked about it.

If this is punishable by heaven, then all those lucky ones who ascended to heaven in the past must have had their graves struck open by lightning.

Moreover, the Heavenly Dao has long been broken, and even the cycle of cause and effect in the mortal world needs to be rebuilt by the Yellow Springs Sect. Why should they be punished by Heaven?
Chen Ye didn't think too much about it; he just wanted his people to cultivate their magical power first, so that they could at least survive the great calamity brought by the Heavenly Court.

Having witnessed the power of the reindeer, Chen Ye still feels lingering fear.

If he and Su Chunyi hadn't developed magical powers, they would either have died or become puppets.

What if the reindeer had targeted someone else instead of Chen Ye?

What chance do the others have?

Since the Heavenly Court was so unreasonable, Chen Ye had no intention of sitting idly by and waiting to die.

Regardless, the priority is to ensure that the disciples of the Yellow Springs Sect have the ability to protect themselves.

These were Chen Ye's true feelings, and he didn't intend to explain them in detail. He simply said to Demon Lord Feilian, "Lord, give me a definite answer whether you will lend it or not."

The Demon Lord Feilian pondered for a long time before asking, "Lending you ten days isn't impossible, but what will you offer in return?"

Chen Ye's idea of ​​defying fate truly surprised the Demon Lord Fei Lian. He also wanted to see for himself whether Chen Ye would really escape divine retribution.

It's only ten days, so Demon Lord Feilian isn't afraid that Chen Ye will hide the magic treasure and not return it.

Chen Ye smiled mysteriously and said to Lord Feilian, "Lord, do you want to know what the envoy sent by the Heavenly Court looks like and what kind of magic he uses?"

The Demon Lord Feilian's eyes widened as he roared, "Boy, you think you can get something for nothing?!"

(End of this chapter)