Mu Jinyu felt that the chances of success were very high.
Although it was a bit malicious to let the Nine-Eyed Bichan find no peace even in death, using its eyeballs as pellets to strike its hide felt like whipping a corpse.
However, this was also considered its alternative way of living.
"Hmm, let's give it a try."
Mu Jinyu eventually decided to give it a try.
...
While Mu Jinyu began to attempt creating a Magic Treasure from the corpse of the Nine-Eyed Bichan.
Far away in the depths of Shennongjia, today, a major upheaval was to occur!
In the rarely trodden depths of Shennongjia.
The roar of ferocious beasts echoed occasionally, piercing and bone-chilling to hear.
Outside a few thatched huts by the river.
The weeds within a ten-mile radius had been cleared, packed down to form a martial arts contest ground!
This was the secluded residence of Ye Wushuang, ranked eighth on the Divine Rankings!
Several young men and women in white, after a bout of fighting, were drenched in sweat. They grabbed small stools to sit down in the contest ground and started to chat.
"It's been more than a month, why hasn't Master emerged from seclusion? In today's era, with Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures appearing frequently, various former nobodies have leapt ahead by chance encounters with treasures. Why isn't Master in a hurry?"
"Yes, not to mention the vendetta of our junior brother, Ye Chen, even for Master's own sake, he shouldn't continue to stay here, right? A few days ago, the former number ten in the Divine Rankings, Qiu Fenghan, was defeated by a junior and replaced. That person even declared his intention to challenge our Master!"
"Eh, who is that person? So arrogant?"
"Hmph, that guy is named Qiu Bai. Don't think he's arrogant just because he wants to challenge our Master. His real target is the first rank of the Divine Rankings!"
"Damn, that's insanity. How can he challenge the Banished Immortal Master Li, who is so beyond worldly concerns?"
"..."
While they were heatedly arguing, suddenly, they all seemed to sense something and simultaneously fell silent, turning their heads towards the thatched hut by the riverbank!
"Boom!"
Streams of nature's spiritual energy furiously surged toward the hut!
An aura as terrifying as a prehistoric giant beast, along with the swallowing of nature's spiritual energy, was steadily escalating!
"This is..."
"Is Master about to leave seclusion?"
Ye Wushuang's disciples, sensing these changes, excitedly got up from their stools and ran towards the hut!
Then they stopped about ten meters away from the hut, respectfully waiting for their Master to emerge from seclusion.
They waited for roughly fifteen minutes, and finally, accompanied by a loud booming sound, the hut exploded!
The thatch turned into dust and was blown away by the wind!
Ye Wushuang's disciples, excitedly watching as the hut shattered, saw a tall figure emerging amid the radiant glow and thousands of auspicious hues!
That was Ye Wushuang!
They suppressed their excitement and dared not make a noise to disturb their Master.
After another three minutes, finally, the radiant glow and auspicious hues completely dissipated.
Revealed was a middle-aged man standing still, with his hands clasped behind his back.
The man had handsome features and an upright posture, resembling an unsheathed sharp sword standing still; an aura of piercing sharpness billowed around him, making it impossible for anyone to approach!
"Master!"
Ye Wushuang's eldest disciple, unable to contain his excitement any longer, shouted.
At this call of "Master," everyone present instantly knelt down with a thud and cried out in unison:
"Greetings, Master, on your return from seclusion!"
"Greetings, Master, on your return from seclusion!"
"..."
"Hmm." With his hands clasped behind his back, Ye Wushuang looked at them, his eyes sparkling as he spoke indifferently, "Why do I not see Ye Chen and Lin Xue among you?"
At Ye Wushuang's question, the expressions of all the disciples slightly changed, turning somewhat somber and helpless.
In the end, the eldest disciple spoke up, "Master, it's like this..."
The eldest disciple briefly recounted to Ye Wushuang how Ye Chen had met his tragic end at the hands of Mu Jinyu.
"Hmm?!"
After listening to the eldest disciple's words, Ye Wushuang's expression barely changed, and his eyes narrowed slightly as he said indifferently, "Died at the hands of the New Dragon King of the Dragon King Hall over a Spirit Stone? What a waste!"
Upon hearing Ye Wushuang's unsparing scolding, everyone felt a cold shiver and lay prostrate on the ground, not daring to make a sound.
After hesitating for a moment, the eldest disciple mustered up the courage to ask, "Then, Master, will you avenge the wrongs done to disciple Ye Chen and the others?"
"Avenge?"
Upon hearing the eldest disciple's inquiry, Ye Wushuang sneered and replied, "What right did he have to demand vengeance from me? To stoop down to the weak?"
At those words, the eldest disciple dared not say anything further.
And Ye Wushuang, because they had brought up the Dragon King Hall, also seemed to slightly falter in his gaze, as if lost in reminiscence.
He murmured, "That year, I battled the Old Dragon King at our peak. After defeating him, I was ranked seventh on the Divine Rankings. Now, I am not far from ascending to the Heavens in a swirl of clouds, and yet that Dragon King has already passed away..."
"Time truly holds grudges without keeping the people!"
This was precisely why Ye Wushuang had no intention of dealing with them or seeking vengeance from Mu Jinyu.
He, being of the same generation as the Old Dragon King, would be accused of bullying the young if he sought out Mu Jinyu.
Yet, despite this, the death of Ye Chen at the hands of Mu Jinyu still irked him.
Once he had bested the Old Dragon King, earning seventh place on the Divine Rankings while the Old Dragon King was merely ninth. A century later, unexpectedly, their descendants had reversed the tables of combat!
Ye Chen, also of the Divine Realm, had died at the hands of the Old Dragon King's grandson, who was said to be only eighteen years old!
Thinking it over, Ye Wushuang was somewhat displeased and looked towards his eldest disciple, and said, "Chen Mo, since you are all eager to even the score with that New Dragon King, you shall take action."
He did not wish to bully the lesser, but letting his eldest disciple take action carried no such concern.
Chen Mo, hearing his master's words, looked up in astonishment, his expression turning awkward. He then explained, "Master, your disciple is inept, I fear I am no match for that New Dragon King!"
"Not even tried and already giving up? Think you're no match?" Upon hearing this, Ye Wushuang's expression darkened.
Suddenly, an imposing pressure burst forth, making everyone present feel almost suffocated!
Chen Mo turned pale and, after a long while of enduring Ye Wushuang's pressure, finally explained tremulously, "Master, your disciple indeed wishes to avenge Ye Chen, but after understanding the New Dragon King's combat record, I knew I was no match..."
Saying this, he then told Ye Wushuang about how Mu Jinyu had forcefully snatched the Nine Heavens Mystical Murder Sword Formation Map amidst the siege of three Divine Realm powerhouses in Fallen Splendor.
After finishing, he added, "Moreover, Master, the day before yesterday, a precious stone named Tai Sui was reported from Luo City. Four Divine Rankings powerhouses contested for it. Though they rank near the bottom, all possess the strength of the Third Layer of the Divine Realm, and the strongest even in the Fourth Layer. And they... all died at the hands of the New Dragon King!"
"Oh? Is that so? A sword formation map and the Tai Sui Stone that can easily obliterate the Divine Realm?"
After hearing his eldest disciple's words, Ye Wushuang, who had maintained a serene demeanor, finally showed a ripple of emotion.