Chapter Eighty-four: King Yin

  On the five or six zhang high rock wall, several torches had been inserted by people. The flames flickered, and it was barely possible to see clearly. In places where the light couldn't reach, there were wolves' eyes everywhere. Those human masters saw another human coming to the entrance of the cave and showed a joyful expression. The more people who came, the smaller their pressure would be. However, when they saw that it was just a seventeen or eighteen-year-old youth, they couldn't help but reveal some disappointment. A seventeen or eighteen-year-old youth, how strong could he possibly be? And yet he dared to venture into the underground Crystal Palace?

  Seeing these demon wolves, Ah Li's fur stood up, revealing sharp teeth, staring at these demon wolves.

  Ye Chen could feel Ah Li's hatred for these demon wolves, so he patted Ah Li's back with his hand and comforted her.

  Someone was found coming in, several demon wolves let out a low growl and surrounded Ye Chen.

  "Boy, run quickly, this is not a place you should come to." On the right side of the six people, an old man wearing brocade clothes and a luxurious robe reminded him. He was injured and had five middle-aged men guarding him beside him, fighting against the demon wolves. Around them were seven or eight corpses of ninth-grade demon wolves, as well as many seventh- and eighth-grade ones.

  Ye Chen's voice came from a glance at the old man, who was in danger himself, yet still reminded him, making Ye Chen feel a sense of gratitude.

  Five eighth-grade demon wolves suddenly pounced and rushed towards Ye Chen.

  "Prince Wang, that little brat is done for." One of the middle-aged men spoke up, swinging his dark iron long knife and chopping off one of the eighth-stage demon wolves.

  "Alas." The old man let out a deep sigh.

  Everyone thought Ye Chen was dead for sure, but then Ye Chen let out a low growl, and flames surged forth as red aura burst out. Ye Chen launched the Red Cloud Seal Heaven technique, sending those five demonic wolves flying with his palm energy. They were charred black all over, fell to the ground, and whimpered a few times before losing consciousness, their lives hanging in the balance.

  One palm strike sent flying five eighth-grade demon wolves?!

  "This pure and refined fire-type Xuan Qi, this young man is at least a 9th-tier peak expert, and his martial skills are at least 6th-grade. That old man is somewhat unbelievable."

  "Zhan Hu, whose young man is that? He actually has such strength!" The old man asked in surprise.

  "I don't know either." The guard named Zhan Hu shook his head with a bitter smile, he was also shocked. A 17 or 18-year-old youth actually had the strength of the ninth rank peak, and could even cast martial skills above sixth grade. Was it some aristocratic family's child? But in the Western Martial Domain, there were only a few large families that practiced fire-based martial arts, and he hadn't heard of anyone like this before. A 17 or 18-year-old ninth rank peak expert should have already made a name for himself in the Western Martial Empire, unless... was it someone from one of the three major sects?

  Because Ah Li hated these demon wolves, Ye Chen didn't hold back, steadily advancing step by step, one after another demon wolf was knocked flying out, every move was a fatal blow, forcibly killing a bloody path. Looking around, he glanced at the old man, since this old man had kindly reminded them earlier, he would help them out of trouble, and consider it a good deed. The old man's clothes were luxurious, and there were five ninth-level peak experts guarding him, apparently his status was also extraordinary.

  Ye Chen stepped closer and closer to the old man, his eyes fixed on him with a fierce gaze.

  In other places, those lone masters who saw Ye Chen's actions were all depressed in their hearts. Why wasn't it themselves who spoke up earlier? This way, they would have gained a strong ally. Ye Chen's strength shocked them greatly. At the age of 17 or 18, he already had such attainments. Even among those super families, he could be considered an extraordinary genius!

  A sturdy ninth-order demon wolf pounced on Ye Chen, Ah Li used a little magic, and Ye Chen slapped the head of that ninth-order demon wolf with one palm. The ninth-order demon wolf's brains suddenly splattered everywhere.

  The guards beside the old man's eyes widened, that was a nine-stage demon wolf! It was actually hit by Ye Chen with just one palm and its brains were splattered. Could it be that this kid was still a tenth-level strongman? This completely overturned their understanding. At 17 or 18 years old, he had already reached the tenth level. This talent was enough to compare with Emperor Mingwu's in his younger years!

  Ye Chen continuously killed dozens of demon wolves, and the pressure on the old man's five guards was greatly reduced.

  The old man's gaze fell on Ye Chen, and he noticed a detail. Ye Chen had killed so many demon wolves along the way, yet there wasn't even a single speck of blood on his body. His face was not red, nor was he panting. It was hard to describe the shock in his heart at this moment. The young man before him should have possessed at least early-stage tenth-tier strength.

  "Thank you, young friend, for your help. I am Yin Mung-tien, but I don't know what to call you?" Yin Mung-tien said with a grateful bow.

  "The old man was being polite, my name is Ye Chen." Ye Chen smiled faintly and said, he had noticed the jade pendant on Yin Mung-tian's waist, which was carved with a fierce tiger, the jade quality was pure and not something that ordinary people could wear, Ye Chen wasn't very clear about the situation in the Western Wu Empire, couldn't guess who this old man was, this old man also had peak 9th rank strength, his Xuan Qi cultivation was much deeper than the few guards beside him, there were too few 10th rank experts in the Western Wu Empire, a peak 9th rank expert could dominate one side.

  Ye Chen? Yin Mung-tian searched his memory, but couldn't find any record of a Ye family in the Western Wu Empire. Could it be that he was really from one of the three major sects? Yin Mung-tian felt somewhat depressed - if someone with such talent emerged from the three major sects, the Western Wu Empire would likely perish.

  "I don't know which sect you come from, little friend?" Yin Mengtian asked cautiously, and it seemed somewhat inappropriate to ask about the other's background, after all, they had helped them out.

  Ye Chen glanced at Yin Mung-tian, who asked what this meant. He himself was not a member of the three major sects.

  Yan Yechen hesitated, and Yin Mungtian hastily cupped his hands and said: "If the young friend doesn't want to say anything, then let's just forget it. I was just asking casually."

  Ye Chen thought for a moment, Ye's house is located in the Lianyun Mountains, such a remote place, and these people should not have any dealings with each other. He thought that even if he said something, it wouldn't make a difference, so he said: "I am from Ye's house in Donglin County."

  "Ye Family Fort? Which Ye Family Fort?" Not just Yin Mengtian, several guards also looked a bit stunned.

  "Yejia Fortress in Lianyun 18 Fortresses." Ye Chen explained again, with a bitter smile in his heart. He really was thinking too much, these people hadn't even heard of Yejia Fortress.

  Yin Mengtian only then remembered that within Donglin County, there indeed existed a power known as Lianyun Eighteen Forts, although it was a very small force. He had occasionally heard his guards mention it before. As for Yejia Fort, he had heard of them before they arrived at Di Bottom's Qiong Lou. Apparently, a young man from Yejia Fort had been chosen by Master Li. Could it be the young man in front of him?

  Ye Chen killed a few more demon wolves and started chatting with Yin Mung-tian and the others, only to find out their identities. It turned out that Yin Mung-tian was actually a prince of Silver North Prefecture, one who held military power, on the same level as the Prince of East Lin Prefecture. The distance between Silver North Prefecture and East Lin Prefecture was vast, even if they rode horses, it would take nearly over ten days to reach.

  "Little friend, since you have such abilities, you should make contributions to the country and bring glory to your ancestors." Yin Mengtian said kindly, knowing that Ye Chen was not from one of the three major sects, he also put down his guard.

  To make a name for the Xiwu Empire, to bring glory to ancestors? What is this outdated thinking? Speaking of which, Ye Chen isn't even considered a person of the Xiwu Empire. Outside, it's chaotic, and this Mingwu Emperor may not be a wise ruler either. Why should I help him conquer the world? Ye Chen smiled silently, this Yin Mungtian thought was somewhat old-fashioned, but also counted as being upright, unlike those people from the Donglin County Prince's Manor who were so detestable.