Nine Revolutions Star Technique-Chapter 411 - 413: The Rise of a Great Enemy

Li Family.

Back Mountain, Ancestral Hall.

Ever since Li Hongtu fell, the Li Family had been kneeling here.

They had considered taking revenge on Ye Qingchen.

But beside Ye Qingchen stood a Strongest Celestial Saint, and even with the entire strength of the Li Family, they could not contend with him. Unless...

Everyone’s gaze turned expectantly toward the ancestral hall.

Unless the old ancestor, who was also a Strongest Celestial Saint, emerged.

However.

They had already been kneeling here for days, and the old ancestor had not responded at all.

Just as everyone was on the brink of despair.

"Clang!"

Suddenly.

A shocking sound of blade resonance burst forth from the ancestral hall, shooting into the sky. From afar, it appeared like a blazing red arc sweeping across the heavens, visible from dozens of miles away.

"What is that?"

Everyone looked up abruptly.

And they saw.

An elderly man in white with white hair, his hair disheveled, sleeves fluttering, skin fair, with the demeanor of a celestial, stepping out of the ancestral hall toward the sky. He carried nothing but a fierce blade strapped to his waist.

"Greetings, Old Ancestor!"

Countless members of the Li Family, eyes filled with tears, bowed down in unison.

"Old Ancestor! Please take action..." The Great Elder knelt and pleaded miserably.

"I already know!"

Li Family’s old ancestor, Li Changfeng, waved his long sleeves and said calmly, "That young Ye Qingchen from the Eastern Domain has dared to act as if my Li Family has no one, shaming my clan, killing my Patriarch! My purpose in emerging this time is to kill him!"

...

Meanwhile.

Han Family.

While many family disciples were training as usual, they suddenly heard a heaven-shattering roar come from the ancestral grounds. The roar rolled like thunder, causing countless birds to flee in panic in all directions.

Subsequently, a massive, terrifying aura, like a tidal wave, swept over the entire family.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

Amid this wave.

There came a series of daunting footsteps, each step resounding for miles around as if a giant hammer struck upon an iron base, making people suspect that an ancient ferocious beast had awakened.

Everyone looked up.

And they saw a gaunt old man stepping through the sky, each step in the void releasing a heart-stopping explosive sound.

"Old Ancestor!"

Seeing the old man’s appearance, none of the Han Family disciples hesitated to kneel swiftly to the ground, calling out loudly.

However.

The old man ignored them completely, hands behind his back, striding toward the sky.

And the place he was heading to was the Ten-mile-long Street!

...

Shen Family.

A ten-mile cloud suddenly surged into the sky, like a canopy covering the heavens.

Under the gaze of the Shen Family and many elders and cultivators, the ancestral hall’s doors, which hadn’t opened for over a decade, burst open. Under their stunned gazes, an elderly man slowly walked out.

The old man wore a long robe, resembling a scholar.

Though he looked incredibly frail, he was enveloped in a cloud aura, with a presence vast as the sea.

"Old Ancestor!"

Seeing the old man, everyone was wild with joy.

"I’ve come out this time to swear to kill Ye Qingchen and restore the Shen Family’s prestige!"

The old man said, already opening his mouth to inhale.

Rumble!

The ten-mile cloud canopy quivered momentarily. Under the disbelieving eyes of the onlookers, it transformed into a rolling vortex, like a dragon drawing water, and was swallowed in one gulp.

...

At once.

The ancestors of the three great families stirred the clouds, finally responding.

Meanwhile.

Within the Ten-mile-long Street, people were still unaware of the brewing crisis, continuing with their bustling activities.

Since Ye Qingchen had used the Crimson Mist Cauldron, Gui Xu Sword, and Eight Divine Soul Swords as bait, not only people from the entire Celestial Sea Continent but even from other neighboring continents had flocked here, with many cultivators bringing various Heavenly and Earthly Treasures every day, hoping to exchange for Ye Qingchen’s treasures.

But the mere condition of ’exchanging for treasures of equivalent value’ had already deterred over ninety percent of them.

Of course.

There were also some worthwhile texts, weapons, and spirit herbs which Ye Qingchen cheerfully bought with pills. Being an alchemist, as long as he had the materials, pills were never in short supply.

Thus, in just a few days, he gained considerable wealth.

"It’s really here! Turns out it wasn’t a lie!"

A dusty, unkempt middle-aged man with a long sword on his back squeezed into the crowd and saw the alchemy furnace continuously burning with furious flames, the Gui Xu Sword with its Sword Qi soaring into the sky, and the eight mystical Eight Divine Soul Swords that were the talk of the town these past days.

He struggled through the crowd and approached directly, saying, "Kid, what do you think of this item of mine? Can I exchange it for one of your swords?"

Having said that, he handed over a square-shaped, uniquely styled seal.

Upon looking at it.

The seal was extremely ancient, without anything remarkable, except that it had a five-clawed Golden Dragon on top, seemingly grabbing the entire seal in its grasp, appearing otherworldly.

Ye Qingchen glanced at it and shook his head, "Earth Grade Lower, worthless."

"What did you say?"

The middle-aged man was enraged. "I traveled thousands of miles with this treasure just to find you, and you dare say it’s worthless? Do you believe I won’t let you off easily?"

"Are you trying to extort me?" Ye Qingchen slowly raised his head, looking over with a faint smile.

The middle-aged man was about to speak when a familiar cultivator quickly pulled him aside and whispered, "Hu Yijian, are you crazy to cause trouble here? Extorting?"

Hu Yijian heard this and was somewhat embarrassed.

He indeed had such a thought.

Celestial-tier treasures are mostly the main treasures of top families. How could he possess one? So he came up with an idea, taking a worthless item to extort Ye Qingchen.

But at this moment, how could he admit it? With a stubborn denial, he said, "Who said that? This large seal is my family’s heirloom! This kid dares to say my treasure is worthless; I absolutely won’t let him off!"

"Hu Yijian, if you want to die, just keep making trouble," the acquaintance chuckled coldly, "This young man is no ordinary person. His name is Ye Qingchen, and he is a Pill Master Saint Hand. Even Master Purple Cloud admits defeat before him. How could he possibly be wrong in his judgment?"

"Moreover, the old man beside Mr. Ye is a Strongest Celestial Saint. A few days ago, three great families besieged them, and even the Patriarch was killed. Is your background stronger than the three great families?"

"In the past few days, there were quite a few like you who brought worthless items to extort, but before they could say much, the old man snapped their necks!"

Hiss!

Upon hearing these words.

Hu Yijian felt his scalp tingle, and a chill ran up his spine.

Originally.

He thought Ye Qingchen was a lamb to be manipulated, but who knew the other party was a fierce beast in sheep’s clothing.

Can’t provoke, mustn’t provoke!

Thinking this, Hu Yijian felt scared, ready to slip away. However, at this moment, Ye Qingchen’s voice suddenly reached his ears:

"Did I say you could leave?"

Hu Yijian turned his head to see Ye Qingchen’s gaze and the sympathetic eyes around him, and he cried out inwardly:

"Now I’m in big trouble!"

"I’m dead!"