Chapter 903 - Emperor Brush’s Whereabouts!
Chapter 903: Emperor Brush’s Whereabouts!
“What did you say?”
Just as Ye Wushuang finished speaking, Night Demon almost jumped up. His reaction was extremely intense, “The old b*stard, Emperor Brush, is still alive?”
Even Ye Chen was shocked.
When he was at his peak, he had the Heavenly Emperor Sword for sword, the Immortal Slaying Flying Dagger for saber, and he wielded the Nine Dragon Seal. Together with Emperor Brush, he suppressed the myriad realms…
Among them, Nine Dragon Seal was formed by the two black and white qilins. They were twins. Ye Chen gave the sisters a rather crude name out of bad taste. Mao Mao and Dou Dou were called Mao Dou. He gave such names to reminisce about his homeland on Earth.
Meanwhile, Snore was a dimensional immortal weapon, the Heaven and Earth Gourd. Ye Chen started calling it Snore because he liked to sleep and snore frequently.
Among the immortal weapons, Wushuang was the most handsome, but he had a cold temperament. Prison Warden was old-fashioned and followed the rules, while the Immortal Slaying Flying Dagger was more flexible. The Nine Dragon Seal Mao Mao and Dou Dou were simple and shy.
Night Demon was a bumpkin. He often made dirty jokes and bullied Mao Mao and Dou Dou until they were tearing up. In modern times, he was a person who was lazy, drank all day, gambled, and smoked. He was a little similar to the Patriarch of Hell.
Meanwhile, Emperor Brush was one of them. One stroke could move mountains and fill seas, one stroke could change the color of heaven and earth, and one stroke could suppress the world!
“I can guarantee that he’s not dead!”
Meeting their gazes, Ye Wushuang said with absolute certainty, “The great immortal weapons are connected. Not long after I came to Kunlun Ruins, I sensed the aura of Emperor Brush from one person!”
“Who is it?!”
Ye Chen and Night Demon spoke at the same time.
“Dao Sect’s sect master, Lei Xing!”
Ye Wushuang took a deep breath in and said, “After I joined the Ninth Peak, I had no resources and could only go to other sects to take from them. I went to Dao Sect to challenge the Daoist Son, Zong Rui. After I defeated him, Sect Master Lei Xing saved him!”
He enunciated each word clearly, “This person did not appear then, but I sensed the aura of Emperor Brush from his moves!
“Furthermore, the method that this person used to save Zong Rui back then was to trap me in a painting!”
At this point, a hint of a smile appeared in his eyes, “That painting was a spirit treasure. Logically speaking, it should have been very difficult for me to break through that painting with my strength. However, that painting coincidentally revealed a loophole. So I broke through that loophole!”
“Then it must be Emperor Brush!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Night Demon immediately jumped up, “This old sly b*stard. Do you think I don’t know him? He loves to trick people. He’s full of evil tricks. Pfft…”
Ye Chen and Ye Wushuang could not help but look at each other when they saw that. They saw the smile in each other’s eyes.
If Night Demon liked Ye Wushuang the most among Ye Chen’s immortal weapons, then Night Demon hated Emperor Brush the most.
“Looks like Emperor Brush should be in the Dao Sect!”
A gleam flashed in Ye Chen’s eyes as he smiled lightly, “From what you said, Emperor Brush should be quite powerful. It’s not as damaged as you guys. Moreover, he clearly recognized you!”
“It should be. Otherwise, Emperor Brush wouldn’t have purposely left a hole in the painting!”
Ye Wushuang nodded slightly and said, “I just don’t understand why he didn’t acknowledge me back then!”
“That goes without saying. Master, I suspect that this old schemer has betrayed us…” Night Demon said without thinking.
“Probably not!”
Ye Chen shook his head, “I know Emperor Brush well. Although he’s a sly person, he’s loyal to me. Perhaps he has his own difficulties!”
“Master, are we going to the Dao Sect?” Ye Wushuang could not help but look at Ye Chen in anticipation.
If they could find Emperor Brush, these long lost brothers would be reunited again. The only ones left would be Mao Mao, Dou Dou, Prison Warden, and Snore.
“There’s no need for us to look for them, they’ll come to us. Don’t forget that the Sword Sect will change its name to Ninth Peak in three days!”
Ye Chen flung his sleeves, “I want to feast on the Kunlun Ruins. The leaders of the nine high sects will definitely come…”
“What if that b*stard sect master from the Dao Sect doesn’t show?” Night Demon rolled his eyes, seemingly scheming something.
Ye Chen smiled lightly, “Then, let’s fight them!”
…
On the second day after Ye Chen killed Ling Xuanzi, while the entire Kunlun Ruins was still in shock, another piece of shocking news spread.
Mad Southern Ye was going to establish his sect in three days and change the name of Sword Sect to Ninth Peak. He was going to invite the powerhouses of the Kunlun Ruins to gather!
When the news spread, the entire Kunlun Ruins was in an uproar.
No one expected Ye Chen to have the thought of creating a supreme sect the moment he killed Ling Xuanzi.
There was an unwritten rule in the Kunlun Ruins.
As long as a supreme giant wanted to establish a sect, they had to accept challenges from the other supreme sects.
If they won, then they would have the qualification to do so. If they lost, then there was no need to mention the consequences. It was naturally the death of the sect!
Although Ye Chen killed Ling Xuanzi, Ling Xuanzi was ranked last among the ten high sect masters.
The most formidable amongst them was Sect Master Lei Xing, Buddha Sect’s Zen Master Ban Ruo, Devil Sect’s sect master, Ying Xiangtian!
Most importantly, there were old grudges between Ye Chen, the nine high sects, and even many forces in the Kunlun Ruins.
“This person is really lawless. He killed so many people, and there’s no lack of people from the nine high sects among them. He actually dared to invite us to visit the establishment of the Ninth Peak!”
“Hmph, Mad Southern Ye killed the son of my Purple River Valley’s Valley Master. Anyway, my Purple River Valley won’t go…”
“My Blood Sun Temple won’t go either. If Mad Southern Ye has the guts, come and destroy my Blood Sun Temple as well. Don’t forget that one of the nine high sects, Buddha Sect, is behind my Blood Sun Temple!”
While they were shocked, all eyes in the Kunlun Ruins were on Ye Chen again. Many forces were secretly anticipating the reaction of the nine great sects.
The Ghoul Sect was the first to express their stance. The vice sect master of the Ghoul Sect shouted through the air, “Three days later, the master of the Ghoul Sect will definitely come to the Sword Sect personally. I guarantee that Mad Southern Ye will not be disappointed!”
“The patriarch of the Star Sect wants to see what you’re capable of. I hope you won’t disappoint us in three days!” Said the head of the Star Sect.
Following that, Dao Sect, Devil Sect, Spirit Talisman Sect, Corpse Sect, and Witchcraft Sect declared that they would be there in three days.
There was an invisible tension.
On the other hand, Purple Cap Mountain remained silent. They seemed to be ignoring the affairs of the world, as if they did not care about Ye Chen’s recent actions.
Under everyone’s questioning, an elder from Purple Cap Mountain stood out and said in an extremely proud manner, “As long as Mad Southern Ye is willing to join us, Purple Cap Mountain can protect his safety in Kunlun Ruins!”
When news spread, the entire world was shocked.
One had to know that among the one mountain, two religions, three sects and four groups, the one mountain was Purple Cap Mountain.
Purple Cap Mountain was different from the other nine high sects in the entire Kunlun Ruins. It was extremely mysterious and difficult to find. It never cared about worldly affairs and was like a true immortal sect.
Rumor had it that when Sect Master Lei Xing was young, he had once begged Purple Cap Mountain to accept him. He was extremely sincere, but he was only accepted as a nominal disciple. He had entered Purple Cap Mountain to cultivate for three months. Even though it was only three months, he had become Sect Master Lei Xing.
From this, one could see that Purple Cap Mountain’s foundation could not be compared to the other eight high sects. Now, Purple Cap Mountain had taken the initiative to recruit Mad Southern Ye.
Just when everyone thought that Ye Chen would agree, they did not expect him to reject.
The Kunlun Ruins was dead silent.
Meanwhile, Ye Chen, who was in the Sword Sect, frowned and looked at Elder Qing Xuan, “Did you just say that Su Youwei is missing?”