Chapter 103: Two People, A Maiden

  "Ah..."

  In just over half a minute, more than ten figures almost simultaneously shouted out in surprise, shooting out of the water ball like arrows, rolling and flying dozens of feet before stabilizing their bodies and falling to the ground.

  Boom!

  At the same time, the water ball also made a dull explosive sound and immediately dissipated into nothingness.

  More than a dozen figures all had a dull expression, as if they had been drained of their strength, with pale faces, staring at the direction of the water polo ball that was already no different from the surroundings.

  Zhao Yunfei, Fang Qing, Liu Yunfeng, and all thirteen of the other three major kingdoms' entrants were present.

  "Where's Chen Hao?" Fang Qing looked around but couldn't find Chen Hao, and said in shock: "Could it be that he..."

  "How can this be? That kid just broke through to the middle stage of the Imperial Realm, how could he have been chosen?" A young prodigy from the Daqian Kingdom, who looked no more than fifteen years old but had an aura that clearly surpassed the Martial Emperor realm, said with a very embarrassed expression.

  This young prodigy is named Yi Minghao, only fourteen years old. He is the third prince of the Daqian Kingdom and is less than a year older than Chen Huan. He started practicing at the age of twelve and entered the Martial Emperor at thirteen. Before he was fourteen, he was promoted to Wu Emperor, with a talent for cultivation and comprehension that comes once in a hundred years. He is known as the number one prodigy of the Daqian Kingdom and has replaced his older brother as the crown prince.

  Even Chen Hao can't be compared with him for the time being.

  The reason is simple, Chen Hao has only been cultivating for a short year or so, and he has already advanced to the fifth-grade Martial Emperor, but Martial Emperor and Martial Emperor are two different concepts. Even if Chen Hao is now a ninth-grade Martial Emperor, it can only be said that Chen Hao has hope to surpass Yi Minghao.

  Only when Chen Hao was promoted to Wu Emperor could he reach the same level.

  Because Wu Huang to Wu Emperor's wall barrier, without super high wisdom and physical talent, it is impossible to break through. Just from the Imperial Newcomer Hall, you can understand that Dongfang Jun, Baili Yan, and Zhuge Qingyun were all nine-grade Wu Huang when they entered the Imperial Newcomer Hall, and are all top-notch talents. However, after several months have passed, not one of them has broken through to Wu Emperor.

  Even Dongfang Jun, who was washed by the super master and had no obstacles before being called the Martial Saint, has only now begun to retreat and rush to the Martial Emperor. When he will succeed is still uncertain, it can be imagined how difficult the obstacle from Martial King to Martial Emperor is.

  "Legacy succession selection? Crown Prince...... You mean that kid entered the ruins?"

  "It's impossible... absolutely impossible! He must be too weak and was killed in the Water Ball. My cultivation is unparalleled, how can that kid compare to me? Hmph... even if he entered the ruins, he'll probably die of old age inside, do you think inheritance is that easy to obtain?" Ming Hao said with a gloomy face. Though his words were confident, deep down he knew it was possible that the kid really did enter the ruins.

  Four young men beside Yí Mínghào are also martial emperors, but they obviously take Yí Mínghào as their core.

  "Of course. Our crown prince's talent and wisdom, how can they be compared to a minor emperor like Wu?"

  "Alas, alas! Minghao the Crown Prince is a rare talent that appears only once in a thousand years! If that little brat really gets lucky and is chosen, he'll die an old man in there!"

  ...Just as Ming Hao and others were speaking, many disciples from various countries arrived one after another.

  The dark and gloomy sky, the thick black clouds, also began to disperse quickly, and the ancient aura of the ruins disappeared. The originally intense fluctuations of the earth's spiritual energy also ceased to exist... Fang Qing, Zhao Yunfei, and the talented disciples from various countries all furrowed their brows. Apparently, the majority of the disciples who came from powerful forces had profound knowledge and had already realized that Chen Huan might have entered the ruins.

  It is also likely to inherit the legacy of the ruins.

  As they entered, the crowd grew denser. Fang Qing's team, Zhao Yunfei's team, and teams from various empires all engaged in heated discussions, occasionally glancing at Fang Qing. Clearly, Chen Huan had become the center of attention, and Fang Qing, being close to him, became the focal point of frequent sideways glances... This situation persisted for over ten minutes before some people gradually chose to leave.

  The relic's inheritance, once entered in such a way, can only be truly inherited and then reopened the entrance to the relic, and walked out. Otherwise, it will only wait until the relic really collapses, along with the relic turning to dust. Like Míng Hào and Zhāo Yún Fēi, who reached the level of Martial Emperor, are naturally fearless. But Chén Huǎng is just a Martial King after all.

  Can Chen Hao successfully understand and inherit the power of legacy and walk out of the ruins is indeed a problem.

  ...Halfway through, this mission was also cut short due to the anomaly of the ruins. Fang Qing and the others didn't waste any transmission talismans, instead choosing to hurry back to the Royal Newcomer's Hall at the fastest speed possible.

  This matter is urgent but there's no way around it. Chen Hao will be stuck in there for at least two months, possibly more than half a year, or even forever.

  ...No one knew, but Chen Huan was not the only one who entered the ancient ruins.

  ...in the ruins.

  Crack!

  Hiss... A distant thunderbolt exploded, countless lightning flashes, but what was extremely strange was that the color of this thunderbolt explosion was an extremely pure white, completely unlike the blue electric light of real thunderbolts.

  Chen Hao felt as if he was floating among the clouds, and at the same time, drifting on water. The thunder was far away, but Chen Hao's body still felt a tingling sensation.

  Chen Hao's expression was extremely shocked, his eyes wide open, staring at this strange and eerie space.

  There was no up or down, and all around Zhou's body was a vast expanse of white, quietly suspended in mid-air. Although it was clearly air, this air was somehow "thick" like **, resembling a white viscous substance, yet miraculously without any feeling of suffocation or drowning. This was an energy that Chen Huan could not comprehend at all!

  With one breath, I clearly feel like a wave of water rushing into my body, and with one exhalation, it is completely expelled.

  But nothing can be absorbed at all.

  Chen Hao could clearly sense the power of this energy, his spiritual force and yuan force were driven to the extreme, but after this gas sank into the dantian, it was unable to refine even a bit.

  "Where the hell is this? What kind of energy is this?"

  At that eerie lightning burst again, Chen Huan was shocked beyond measure and asked in his mind.

  But... what made Chen Huan puzzled was that the Ling Jian Spirit didn't respond at all, not even a slight ripple in his mind. Just now, it was still communicating with him, telling him that the pain that seemed to pierce through his soul was a test of the legacy inheritance mechanism, and as long as he passed, he could enter the ruins... but why was it silent now?

  Chen Hao shouted in his mind for several times, but there was no response at all on the first day, which made him extremely depressed.

  "At the critical moment, he became a turtle with its head shrunk in! Damn it..."

  Chen Hao couldn't help but blurt out a curse, and in his heart, he secretly resented himself for being inexperienced. Otherwise, he wouldn't be completely clueless about the current bizarre situation.

  Chen Hao didn't know that at this moment, the sword spirit was terrified to the extreme. Before entering the ruins, he was still excited, as long as Chen Hao could enter, he would definitely have a great harvest. His perception had already fully bloomed, ready to help Chen Hao make a big gain!

  The gains from the last Xuanhuan treasure trove, Chen Hao was quite generous and did not deduct military pay. It's much better than the previous master. He certainly wants to do his best... but what he didn't expect was that because of this excitement and unconditional release, he almost lost his life.

  Spirits, be it the spirit of a sword or a knife, or any other type of spirit, are all born from the cultivator's long-term mental and spiritual resonance, merging with the instrument to become one. They differ from the souls of living beings such as demons and beasts. They are merely a concentrated thought that has been refined to its utmost limit, a yin entity, also known as a yin spirit.

  The spirit of the treasure sword is such an existence. If his body, that is, the treasure sword, still exists, then it's nothing. Because that would be his guardian and dwelling place, equivalent to the flesh where a soul hides. But now, he doesn't have a physical body at all, just a wisp of yin energy, and is lodged in Chen Huan's mind.

  But his complete release of this aura coincidentally encountered his arch-nemesis - Pure Yang True Origin!

  "Huh?"

  Chen Hao quickly calmed down, his eyes shining with a brilliant light as he carefully observed his surroundings. His perception had been completely confined to within half a meter of his body.

  Just as Chen Huan was sizing up his surroundings, a sudden ripple appeared in front of him, and a blurry, illusory large door materialized before his eyes.

  On one side of the gate stands a white stone monument, on which there are faintly visible characters.

  Chen Hao didn't think much and quickly approached.

  "Nine Turns of Youthful Yang Formula?" Chen Huan's eyes narrowed as he read the words on the stone tablet, and he muttered to himself.

  "The Nine Revolutions of Earth Concealment Formula?"

  A light and airy, slightly childish, and somewhat immature girl's voice, almost simultaneously with Chen Huan, echoed from the other end of the ruins.

  "Such a thick and pure yin aura, I'm afraid even Father can't condense it? Hmm, at least Grandfather would be needed... Hehe. Grandfather said that Youyou is the body of the Nine Yin Absolute Veins, this Nine Turns Earth Yin Secret Technique is definitely suitable for Youyou..." The girl said with a clever smile, her eyes shining brightly. This girl looked like she was sixteen or seventeen years old, with a slender and delicate figure, elegant and unmatched, like a freshly bloomed flower, just right. If she were any more mature, she would be overly seductive, but if she were any less, she would seem slightly immature. And that small face was even more breathtakingly beautiful, with eyebrows and eyes like a painting, perfect without any flaws... But the girl's clear and bright eyes were filled with innocence, like a baby's eyes, extremely simple. It didn't match her figure or clothing at all. Anyone who saw these eyes would probably feel a surge of love and pity.

  The girl's left hand wore a bracelet that emitted a purple crystal light, and in the bracelet, there was a faintly visible purple gas flowing, as if it were alive. If Chen Hao saw it, he would not recognize it, and even some high-ranking officials of the Imperial New Star Hall would not recognize it, but Huang Qi and a few other extremely special individuals would be shocked beyond measure.

  Amethyst Jade Marrow!

  The amethyst jade marrow that has infinite benefits for cultivators! Even without any high-level condensation, the amethyst jade marrow is worth a city, and the girl's bracelet clearly contains extremely powerful runes, making it priceless. The simple storage space alone surpasses that of high-grade storage rings by countless times, not to mention its various other uses...