A ruthless bandit from the celestial realm, he began his cultivation journey after kidnapping the Em

Night is falling...

After a fierce storm, the house gradually returned to tranquility.

"Woman, you're so sexy..."

Ye Chen lay weakly on the bed, his eyes half-closed, muttering softly.

His previous frenzied actions had exhausted all his strength. He could clearly feel his body was completely drained, and even his voice was weak...

He was absolutely certain that Liu Ruyan must have used some secret technique during their dual cultivation, otherwise, given his physical condition, he wouldn't have become so weak...

Upon hearing this, Liu Ruyan, who had changed into a new outfit and was preparing to leave, stumbled and nearly fell. Her face instantly turned bright red, almost as if it were bleeding...

This guy actually called her a slut?

That's not what they said when they were fiddling with it just now...

She gritted her teeth, recalling the scenes from just moments ago, her cheeks burning. Not daring to linger a second longer, she hurried away.

With one step, she vanished...

"They're... leaving already?"

Ye Chen opened his eyes, looked at the empty room, and unconsciously let out a long sigh of relief...

"call..."

"That woman is so heartless..."

He was so tired that his eyelids were drooping, but he still fought off the sleepiness and gritted his teeth to keep going for a long time...

As his strength gradually returned, he hurriedly took out several bottles of body-tempering pills from his storage bag, poured them into his mouth, chewed them haphazardly a few times, and swallowed them immediately...

As the pure medicinal power flowed into his body, Ye Chen gradually regained some of his strength after the medicine took effect. His breathing became much smoother, and his complexion was no longer as pale as before...

"Finally, I'm feeling better..."

"This woman is ruthless..."

Ye Chen shook his head with a complicated expression, slowly sat up, grabbed a piece of clothing and put it on, then forced his weak body to walk outside...

"Eeya!"

The door opened...

Ye Chen walked out, and as soon as he turned his head, he saw Long Xingyu still lying not far away like a dead dog. A smile appeared on his lips...

He forced himself to stay awake just to deal with that old man.

After all, the longer he dragged on, the more likely he was to be discovered by the powerful figures within the sect; in that case, he was doomed...

If there's no powerful figure like Liu Ruyan by his side to stop him, he'll be annihilated in no time, given his cultivation level.

Hearing footsteps, the dazed Long Xingyu abruptly raised his head and saw Ye Chen walking towards him step by step. A hint of panic flashed across his face...

"What...what do you intend to do to me?"

"I warn you, if you kill me, the sect will not forgive you..."

"Release me now, and everything can be discussed!"

"I can assure you that I will never hold these matters against you, and from now on, we will keep to ourselves..."

"I can also give you spirit stones, elixirs, and magical treasures..."

Long Xingyu said hurriedly.

To survive, he had no choice but to humble himself before Ye Chen...

After all, his cultivation had been sealed by Liu Ruyan, making him no different from an ordinary old man. Coupled with the severe injuries he had suffered, Ye Chen could easily crush him with one hand...

Ye Chen stopped in front of him, looked at the terrified Long Xingyu, curled his lip in disdain, and sneered.

"You old fool, do you take me for a three-year-old child?"

"Do you think I'd believe that?"

"Besides... after I kill you, the spirit stones and magical treasures on your body will also be mine..."

He had shouldered the heavy responsibility of Black Cloud Stronghold since he was ten years old, robbing countless fat sheep on the road. He was already tired of hearing such pleas...

If Ye Chen had believed even half a word of it, he wouldn't be alive now...

"you..."

Long Xingyu was furious that Ye Chen was so hard to fool, his face turned ashen, and he gritted his teeth.

"So what do you want?"

"Don't forget, I am a Nascent Soul stage cultivator. If the sect discovers my demise, they will definitely conduct a thorough investigation of the entire sect, and you won't be able to escape then..."

"The sect will never forgive you!!!"

He once again invoked the Qingyun Sect to warn Ye Chen not to act recklessly...

After all, his aura was still within the sect, and his sudden disappearance would definitely attract the attention of the sect's powerful members...

The importance of a Nascent Soul stage cultivator to a sect is self-evident, especially since their death within the sect would inevitably cause a stir...

If Ye Chen fails to properly dispose of the body and the sect discovers even the slightest clue, he will face the sect's most severe punishment...

Upon hearing this, Ye Chen remained calm, showing no fear of Long Xingyu's threat.

"You don't need to worry about that..."

As he spoke, he reached out and grasped the purple-gold gourd, slowly uncorking it. Looking up at Long Xingyu before him, a hint of doubt lingered in his expression...

"I forgot to ask, what's your name again?"

"This king never kills nameless people..."

The sect disciples all called him Elder Long, and Ye Chen didn't know his real name, so he couldn't use the Purple Gold Gourd to devour it...

The reason he left Long Xingyu with Liu Ruyan was so that the Purple Gold Gourd could devour it.

Previously, a Foundation Establishment stage inner disciple had refined several hundred drops of spiritual liquid. If a Nascent Soul stage cultivator successfully absorbs it, they will undoubtedly be able to refine even more...

We can't let such a "fat sheep" go to waste!

Long Xingyu frowned slightly, looking at the purple-gold gourd in Ye Chen's hand. He sensed a dangerous aura and vaguely felt that something was wrong...

He gritted his teeth, glared at Ye Chen, and remained silent.

Seeing this, Ye Chen stepped forward and slapped him across the face...

"Snapped!"

Long Xingyu's head jerked, and he collapsed to the ground. His weathered face swelled rapidly, and a trickle of blood escaped from the corner of his mouth...

"You old fool, you think you're so great?"

"Why is it so difficult to ask your name?"

Ye Chen looked down at Long Xingyu on the ground and scolded him angrily.

"you..."

Long Xingyu glared at Ye Chen, his heart burning with rage...

How dare a mere outer disciple lay a hand on him?

He had never been so pathetic before!

"Tell me, what's your name?"

Ye Chen asked again impatiently.

If the Purple Gold Gourd could directly devour the corpse, he would have killed the old man and thrown him into the gourd to refine him...

"snort..."

Long Xingyu snorted coldly, still gritting her teeth...

"Not going to tell?"

Ye Chen glanced at him disdainfully, bent down, and swung his fist...

"I'd like to see if your skin is thicker, or my fists are harder..."

This time he wasn't going to slap anyone, he was going to use his fists...

"You son of a bitch..."

Long Xingyu was dumbfounded. This kid has no martial ethics!

"This old man, the Dragon, brings rain..."

He hurriedly shouted loudly.

"Bang!"

A fist the size of a sandbag still slammed into his face...

His head tilted to the side, and he almost fainted.

Ye Chen glanced down at Long Xingyu and said calmly.

"Be more careful in your next life..."