Immortal Emperor

Chapter 2: Make Him Wait

A sneer played across Liu Kun's mind as his gaze carried a mocking tone.

If the Ye family didn't intervene, what could this Ye Chen amount to?

Humiliating the young master of the Ye family in front of his own household, this was even more stimulating than the brutal beating three days ago.

The dignity of the Ye family would shatter along with this strike and Ye Chen as they hit the ground together.

"Chen'er!"

Ye Feng exclaimed in shock. He didn't know where Ye Chen's newfound confidence came from, daring to confront a peak-level martial artist so openly.

At this moment, it was absolutely deceitful to say he wasn't worried. He was ready to step in at any moment.

The warriors of the Ye family looked around with worried expressions. A mid-level martial artist challenging a peak-level martial artist's palm imprint? How could they resist?

"Boom!"

A muffled heavy blow echoed, and Liu Kun's figure came to a stop in front of Ye Chen. His palm seemed to be placed against Ye Chen's face, yet Ye Chen's expression remained indifferent, showing no sign of pain.

"Hmm?"

Ye Feng was the first to notice that something was amiss. Liu Kun's palm imprint did not land on Ye Chen, stopping just a hair's breadth away from his face. However, Ye Chen's face showed no pain.

The Ye family warriors and the city lord's men also looked puzzled.

Liu Kun had his back to them, so they couldn't see clearly what was happening. The expected scene of Ye Chen being slapped away did not occur.

Could it be that Liu Kun showed mercy?

"Ah!"

In the next moment, a painful scream pierced through the hall, a sharp sound that grated on the eardrums. The agonizing cries were enough to make people imagine the excruciating pain the screamer was enduring.

But what shocked everyone was that the source of these screams was Liu Kun himself.

With his back to the onlookers, Liu Kun's body trembled violently and then collapsed backward.

He clutched his abdomen, blood seeping through his fingers. Everyone suddenly realized that Ye Chen's foot had somehow risen and directly shattered Liu Kun's dantian.

"So, this is the peak-level martial artist?" Ye Chen shook his head, his tone full of mockery.

Ye Feng's eyes glittered, and the warriors of the Ye family looked bright-eyed. When did their young master become so powerful, capable of defeating opponents across realms?

The people from the city lord's mansion were also shocked. They had not expected this outcome. They looked at Ye Chen in amazement and quickly rushed to help Liu Kun.

"You say I'm not even as good as an ant, then what are you?" Ye Chen spoke again, and like a resounding slap, he fiercely struck Liu Kun's face.

At this moment, Liu Kun, in pain and anger, pointed at Ye Chen and roared, "Ye Chen, daring to disable my dantian, you're finished, and so is your Ye family."

"I'm finished?" Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, exuding a cold and icy demeanor. An invisible killing intent slowly permeated the air.

In this moment, his momentum suddenly changed, like a deity, ruling over all beneath the heavens.

As the mighty Emperor of Infinity, there were very few who dared to say he was finished, and Liu Kun certainly didn't have the qualifications.

Feeling the chilling aura from Ye Chen, Liu Kun felt an icy coldness all over, as if he were a lamb being stared at by a hungry wolf, ready to fall at any moment.

Not only him, even Ye Feng, at the Lingwu Triple Realm, secretly trembled.

At the same time, they were puzzled. How could Ye Chen possess such a momentum and such a strong killing intent? It seemed like he had slain countless enemies.

"I spare your life; go back and tell your elders. In three days, I will come to collect the debt. The Liu family and the Ouyang family better make some preparations," Ye Chen waved his hand.

Trembling in pain, Liu Kun, with gritted teeth, retorted, "I don't know how you disabled my dantian, but I know you haven't broken through to the Lingwu Realm. My eldest brother, Liu Qing, entered the Lingwu Realm a year ago and joined the Xuantian Academy in the imperial city. How can you compare to him?"

"Liu Qing?"

Various pieces of information flashed through Ye Chen's mind. Liu Qing, known as the city's top talent, entered the Lingwu Realm before the age of sixteen and even enrolled in the best academy of the empire.

Ouyang Qian also seemed to have reversed her attitude towards him about a year ago.

It seemed that the Ouyang family had long conspired with the city lord's mansion.

Ouyang Qian had already found another place to stay, nestled in Liu Qing's arms.

They thought Ye Chen was not as good as Liu Qing, they thought the Ye family was not as good as the city lord's mansion?

Perhaps it was true before, but now, it was absolutely not the case.

"Let them wait, let the Liu family wait, and let the Ouyang family wait too," Ye Chen said with indifference.

Three days later, he wanted to see who was not qualified to compare with whom.

"Good, then you have three days. Three days later, the city lord's mansion will be waiting for your Ye family to come and die," Liu Kun said with a fierce expression, then left, followed by everyone from the city lord's mansion.

"Chen'er, did you... did you break through to the peak of the Martial Disciple?" Ye Feng's expression was pleasantly surprised yet full of anticipation as he looked deeply at Ye Chen.

"No," Ye Chen shook his head.

"Then how did you..." Ye Feng was somewhat puzzled. If he hadn't reached the Martial Disciple's peak, how could he have disabled Liu Kun with a single move?

Ye Chen knew that explaining this matter would be difficult.

Simply put, the rules and traditions in this lower plane were extremely broken. The Martial Disciple realm, when compared to the Immortal Martial Realm, was nothing special; it didn't even count as true cultivation.

Even someone like Ye Feng, at the Lingwu Triple Realm, appeared to have a majestic spiritual power, but when compared to the elemental power of the Immortal Martial Realm, it was weakened countless times.

Different rules and traditions led to different qualities.

Maybe the quantity was comparable, but in the world of martial arts, it wasn't that straightforward to compare.

It was like comparing an egg to a rock.

Ye Chen's strength was as solid as a rock, while the opponent's strength was as fragile as an egg. No matter how many eggs there were, how could they shatter the rock?

With Ye Feng at this realm, as long as Ye Chen started to recover, even if he only restored himself to the Refining Body First Layer, he was confident in intimidating others.

Seeing that Ye Chen didn't explain, Ye Feng didn't inquire further, just expressing his concern, "The Liu family sent an invitation, probably wanting to humiliate us at the engagement banquet, provoke us to take action, and then seize the opportunity to attack. Staring at the situation, Liu Wanglong is at the Lingwu Quadruple Realm, Ouyang Xiong at the Lingwu Triple Peak, and Liu Qing, who practiced at Xuantian Academy for a year, is at least at the Lingwu Double Realm, or even the Lingwu Triple Realm. Chen'er, are you really going to go?"

"Father, rest assured. In three days, the Ye family will collect the debt," Ye Chen spoke indifferently.

The rules and traditions of the Immortal Martial Realm were absolutely superior to those of the lower plane, and he had already recovered to the Refining Body Realm. What was Liu Qing? What were the Liu family and the Ouyang family?

"Alright, I will accompany you," Ye Feng said solemnly.

A warm stream flashed through Ye Chen's heart. Ye Feng was undoubtedly a great father, working day and night for him, infusing spiritual energy, and even fighting fiercely against the city lord's mansion and the Ouyang family, sustaining serious injuries to save him. Without all this, Ye Chen feared that his bones would no longer exist, and he, Ye Wuji, wouldn't have been reborn into Ye Chen.

Now that he had been reborn as Ye Chen, these debts had to be reclaimed.

"Father, I need to go into seclusion. Does the Ye family have any elemental stones?" Ye Chen asked.

"Elemental stones?" Ye Feng was puzzled and asked, "Do you mean spiritual stones?"

As he spoke, Ye Feng took out a spiritual stone.

Ye Chen sensed it and felt somewhat disappointed.

This spiritual stone was probably not even comparable to the residue of elemental stones.

To restore the path of immortality and return to the Immortal Martial Realm, who knew how many spiritual stones like this were needed? It was definitely a terrifying astronomical figure.

The Immortal Martial Realm was the lowest realm for traversing myriad worlds, and below the Immortal Martial Realm were the Refining Body, Elemental Vein, Elemental Mansion, Spirit Channel, and Myriad Forms, five major realms, each divided into nine stages.

It seemed difficult to restore the path of immortality in this lower plane.

"In these years, the Ouyang family has demanded quite a bit of betrothal gifts, and the Ye family's medicinal garden was given to the Ouyang family. Three days ago, you returned using the foundation accumulated by the Ye family," Ye Feng explained.

Now, the Ye family really had no resources left, not even many of these spiritual stones.

Ye Chen needed to figure out a solution.