Shinto Dantei

Ye Tianxiao's spirit is much better than before.

His aura has also recovered slightly. Although he is still a little short of the peak, as long as he is properly taken care of, he will definitely gradually regain his former vigor.

"Dad, let's go in and talk."

Ye Chen pulled Ye Tianxiao up and walked towards the mansion.

Entered the garden and sat in the pavilion.

After Ye Chen told Ye Tianxiao what happened, he also frowned, "Chen'er, although your father doesn't want you to get involved in these power struggles too early, you can't get away after killing Zuo Zhuo. Wei Xiang has done a favor to our family, you should help him."

Ye Chen nodded, "I think so too. After entering the Xiaoyue Dynasty, I will enter the Xiangfu to practice."

Then, he changed his tone, "Dad, your realm has recovered again. It is estimated that you are not far from the peak. Here is a Miaoxuan Pill. When you are in better health, take it."

"Miao... Miaoxuan Pill?"

Seeing this, Ye Tianxiao's expression trembled violently.

This Miaoxuan Pill is simply a magic pill for practitioners who have broken through the sky and reached the Xuan realm!

Whether you are in the Renxuan realm or the Tianxuan realm, after taking it, you can grow a small realm out of thin air.

For example, Ye Tianxiao, he is now in the Tianxuan realm. Once he takes the Miaoxuan Pill, he will be able to step into the half-step holy realm.

How exaggerated is the half-step holy realm?

At least, looking at the entire Hundred Kingdoms, no one can compare!

Ye Tianxiao never thought that his son could bring Miaoxuan Pills to him!

"Dad, I still have a few on hand, and I will give them to my uncle, elder brother, and second sister."

Ye Chen smiled. In the eyes of the Xu family, although the Miaoxuan Pill is valuable, it is not a necessary thing, so they don't take it so seriously. But in the Hundred Kingdoms, it is a magic pill, something that everyone hopes for but cannot get.

In this comparison, the poverty of the Hundred Kingdoms is far beyond imagination!

"Okay, okay." Ye Tianxiao's eyes were filled with excitement. He was once a young swordsman with great success. If it weren't for the battle with Ye Fusu, he would have already achieved the realm of Sword Saint! In the past seven years, although he couldn't practice and had to endure the pain of cold air invasion all the time, Ye Tianxiao always had a fantasy that if he could get out of the predicament one day in the future, he would definitely try his best to impact the Saint Realm. Now with the Miaoxuan Pill, Ye Tianxiao can be promoted to the Half-Step Saint Realm. It's just the last step! "By the way, Dad, I have a sword here, you can use it." Ye Chen took out the Longquan Sword from the ring. The moment the Longquan Sword was sacrificed, dozens of dragon auras suddenly surrounded it, emitting brilliant and dazzling golden light, which made people feel shocked. "Is this... a holy artifact?" Although Ye Tianxiao was knowledgeable, where had he seen such an exaggerated magic sword? Every wisp of dragon aura, taken out separately, could shatter the void. "It's an imperial grade."

Ye Chen handed the Longquan Sword to Ye Tianxiao, "Dad, I'm used to using the Chixiao Heavy Sword. This sword is called the Longquan Sword. I got it in the ancient battlefield of the Holy Land. It's too light and has no feel, so I'm giving it to you."

"Imperial... Imperial grade?"

Ye Tianxiao's breath was choked, and all kinds of emotions immediately emerged in his mind.

Even when he was dominating the land of Hundred Kingdoms, he was only using a spiritual grade magic weapon.

Even the Xuan grade was a luxury that could not be obtained, let alone the holy grade.

It was Ye Tianxiao's dream at that time to have a handy Xuan grade magic weapon.

The land of Hundred Kingdoms was too poor and had limited resources. In addition, the Ye family was struggling at that time. Only by stepping out of this place and making a name for themselves in the Xiaoyue Dynasty could they achieve their goals.

It was with the Chixiao Heavy Sword, a spiritual grade magic weapon, that he defeated countless geniuses along the way and finally entered the decisive battle of the Ye clan's Tianjiao War, and faced Ye Fusu.

But now, the magic sword given by his son.

It is not a Xuan-grade, nor even a Sheng-grade.

It is an Imperial-grade!

"Father... Father is afraid that he will disgrace this sword."

Ye Tianxiao was instinctively terrified. In the past seven years, his fighting spirit and character have been worn out. He is no longer the sharp swordsman who used to be indomitable, so he naturally thought that he was not worthy of this sword.

If it were in the past, relying on that breath of soaring air, let alone the Imperial-grade, even if the Emperor-grade magic weapon was in hand, Ye Tianxiao thought he could control it!

Ye Chen was so distressed to see his father like this now.

His father used to be so full of energy, but now he has lost his confidence.

He knew that all this was not his father's fault.

Can he endure seven years? I'm afraid it's not certain.

Dignity and self-confidence cannot be regained overnight!

And the culprit of all this is naturally Ye Fusu!

"Dad, feel free to use it. There is no such thing as worthy or unworthy. I give it to you, so you deserve it!"

Ye Chen's voice was extremely firm and unquestionable.

"Okay."

Ye Tianxiao suppressed his excitement and took the Longquan Sword.

He tried to dance, and a dragon roar sounded from it. The dragon's energy gathered, and the air wave exploded, and it flew straight out of Ye Tianxiao's hand.

Seeing this, Ye Tianxiao's expression was also gloomy.

He is a sword cultivator, how could he not understand what was going on?

This means that this sword does not recognize itself at all!

The magic weapon has spirit!

The spiritual charm contained in it does not recognize itself as its master.

In short, I don’t deserve it.

When Ye Chen saw this, a look of anger suddenly burst out in his pupils.

He reached out his hand, and huge suction force surged out, taking the Longquan Sword into his hand.

"Are you qualified to refuse?"

Ye Chen shouted loudly, and the rich and deep suppressive force in his body rushed into the Longquan Sword, suppressing all the dragon energy in all directions. The golden light of the entire sword dissipated, trembling in the void.

"Chen'er, forget it... forget it."

Ye Tianxiao felt a little bitter, and the confidence that had just risen disappeared again at this moment.

Could it be that I, Ye Tianxiao, can only be a useless person in this life?

"If you don't obey, I will kill you immediately!"

Ye Chen's voice was cold and full of aura.

Fighting spirit and anger surged at the same time.

boom! boom! boom!

The air waves are like tides, one wave is stronger than the other.

Longquan Sword trembled violently, obviously extremely frightened. Where had it ever encountered such a master?

If it doesn't agree, it will be scrapped!

Buzz!

Finally, Longquan Sword lowered his proud head.

It completely suppressed all its arrogance and quietly flew into Ye Tianxiao's hands.

A cold look flashed in Ye Chen's eyes.

You are just a magic weapon, and you still try to choose your own master?

If it hadn't been for the unexpected events that happened to my father back then, he might not have thought highly of you!

"Chen'er, thank you very much."

Ye Tianxiao took a deep breath, his voice filled with determination.

He could tell that Ye Chen was trying to help himself regain his confidence.

The child has worked so hard, and he must not let him down.