Chapter 1553: Chapter 1544: Spirit Bamboo of 100,000 Years

Contempt!

Absolute contempt!

The ancestor of the Spiritual Medicine Valley, Du Beinian, upon hearing Ye Chenfeng’s words, his old wrinkled face contorted with skin, his murky eyes surged with killing intent.

Meanwhile, the Sect Master of the Spiritual Medicine Valley, Nan Haosheng, had already calmed down slowly after Du Beinian arrived. He said, “Ancestor, this little brat is simply beyond arrogant.”

Du Beinian’s aura surged to the extreme within his body as he shouted, “Boy, I want to see what skills you have. Today I, Du Beinian, will first break your limbs.”

Spiritual energy emerged beneath Du Beinian’s feet, and his figure vanished in an instant.

When Du Beinian reappeared, his figure was already in front of Ye Chenfeng, and a fierce palm struck towards Ye Chenfeng’s chest, leaving Ye Chenfeng with no place to dodge.

Du Beinian sneered, “What? You’re not releasing the Extinguishing Life Green Thunder? Have you run out of it? Let me see how you block this palm of mine.”

Xia Zining, who was held in Ye Chenfeng’s arms, felt a bit nervous under the imposing aura coming directly from Du Beinian.

However, Ye Chenfeng was already sensing the Chaos Ring on the index finger of his left hand.

Since Xia Zining’s strength was weaker than Ye Chenfeng’s, he didn’t need to explain to her. He could forcibly pull Xia Zining into the pocket world within the Chaos Ring directly.

Seeing Ye Chenfeng still standing motionless in place, Du Beinian had already concluded that Ye Chenfeng was merely someone with empty words. However, he couldn’t let Ye Chenfeng die so easily.

Thus, Du Beinian temporarily redirected that palm towards Xia Zining, shouting, “Boy, let me kill your woman first.”

Ye Chenfeng showed no sign of panic on his face. He shouted, “Old bastard, it’s better not to be overly confident.”

“Old bastard, if fate permits, we will meet again!”

As his words fell, Ye Chenfeng and Xia Zining suddenly disappeared into thin air.

Du Beinian’s fierce palm hit only air.

After delivering his strike into nothingness, Du Beinian’s face darkened even more as he carefully sensed the surrounding aura, but he couldn’t detect the presence of Ye Chenfeng and Xia Zining at all.

Du Beinian’s dry hand clenched tightly into a fist, veins bulging on his forehead. Looking at the ruins of Medicine King City ahead, his emotions were somewhat out of control, “You little brat, get out here for me. If you have the skill, get out here!”

The surroundings were utterly empty; no one answered Du Beinian’s words.

Not far away, Nan Haosheng, the Sect Master of the Spiritual Medicine Valley, walked to Du Beinian’s side, unable to understand how Ye Chenfeng and Xia Zining could have vanished. Nan Haosheng cautiously asked, “Ancestor, what should we do next?”

Du Beinian was still unwilling to give up, carefully sensing every wisp of air.

Moments later, Du Beinian completely gave up. He looked at Nan Haosheng beside him and said, “Haosheng, do you know how severe the losses our Spiritual Medicine Valley suffered this time? Most of the elders and elite disciples are dead, and now even Medicine King City has been destroyed. This is a catastrophic disaster for us!”

“To train so many alchemists again, even in the best-case scenario, we need to spend several hundred years. Tell me what really happened.”

Upon hearing this, Nan Haosheng recounted the matter to Du Beinian. Du Beinian sighed, “If I had known earlier, Wang Tianqi’s death wouldn’t have mattered. That kid likely got the Extinguishing Life Green Thunder from the Thunder Beast, and the beast probably really died at his hands. That kid must be hiding many secrets.”

“Regardless of who’s right or wrong in this matter, even if it means traveling to the ends of the earth, I must personally kill that kid.”

Du Beinian then continued, “Haosheng, tomorrow the news about our Spiritual Medicine Valley will probably spread throughout the Earth Profound Realm. Being made a mockery by a boy in the Divine Thought Realm, our Spiritual Medicine Valley is really going to become a laughingstock in the Earth Profound Realm.”

“Ancestor, that little brat merely relied on external forces. He didn’t release the Extinguishing Life Green Thunder just now, which means he has already exhausted it. But how did he suddenly vanish?” Nan Haosheng gritted his teeth against Ye Chenfeng, hating him so much that he wished to tear Ye Chenfeng apart, drink his blood, and eat his flesh. Even doing so wouldn’t ease Nan Haosheng’s rage.

But Nan Haosheng didn’t bother to think that the entire affair began when Wang Tianqi wanted to kill Ye Chenfeng, only to be killed by Ye Chenfeng in the end.

But Spiritual Medicine Valley’s Nan Haosheng and others didn’t ask for the reason, immediately trying to kill Ye Chenfeng upon seeing him. This bullying approach is what led to the current situation.

The ancestor of the Spiritual Medicine Valley, Du Beinian, shook his head and said, “Let’s wait here for a few days first.”

…

When Du Beinian and Nan Haosheng were waiting in front of the ruins of Medicine King City.

Inside the pocket world of the Chaos Ring.

Ye Chenfeng and Xia Zining sat on the green ground, and Ye Chenfeng had already unsealed the acupoints on Xia Zining’s body.

Xia Zining looked at this piece of land that was one thousand meters long and also one thousand meters wide.

On the left side of this green space, there was also a bamboo forest.

The bamboo leaves slightly swayed with the wind, and the warm sunlight poured down on the grassland.

According to what Ye Chenfeng learned from Old White and Old Black, he knew this pocket world also had the distinction between day and night and was synchronized with the outside world.

Xia Zining looked around this pocket world curiously and asked, “Chenfeng, where is this? How did we get here? The spiritual energy here is so dense!”

Ye Chenfeng was also unsure how to explain, so he said casually, “This is a pocket world of my own, where I am the master. Simply put, I’m carrying this pocket realm with me and can enter and exit freely.”

Xia Zining was still pondering over Ye Chenfeng’s words when the voice of Old White, Wu Fengxian, echoed in Ye Chenfeng’s mind, “Little guy, go take a look at that bamboo forest.”

Before, when Ye Chenfeng entered the pocket world of the Chaos Ring, he hadn’t carefully examined it. Hearing Old White Wu Fengxian’s words, he looked towards the bamboo forest, thinking of going there.

Upon having the thought, Ye Chenfeng’s figure vanished from the spot, instantly teleporting to the bamboo forest’s entrance.

This left Ye Chenfeng in astonishment.

Old White Wu Fengxian said, “Little guy, no need to be so shocked. Since you are the master of this pocket world, you can certainly move freely within it.”

Ye Chenfeng knew Old White was right. He asked in his mind, “Is there anything special about this bamboo forest?”

Old White Wu Fengxian replied, “Hold on to any bamboo and sense it.”

Upon hearing this, Ye Chenfeng grabbed a piece of bamboo in front of him. The moment he touched it, he instantly sensed an extremely turbulent spiritual energy inside the bamboo. This surge made him feel oppressed, prompting him to release the bamboo immediately, cold sweat dripping from his forehead as he stepped back two steps.

“I initially thought these were only thousand-year-old Spirit Bamboos! But now, these seem to be at least ten thousand years old,” Old White Wu Fengxian said with obvious unease.

“Ten-thousand-year-old Spirit Bamboo? Kid, did you spend your past life stepping on dog poop? Do you know what ten-thousand-year-old Spirit Bamboo represents, or their uses? Even a single thousand-year-old Spirit Bamboo can cause Nirvana Realm experts to fight to the death, let alone ten-thousand-year-old ones.”

“A single ten-thousand-year-old Spirit Bamboo could very well plunge the current Earth Profound Realm into chaos.”

“Kid, look at how many Spirit Bamboos there are in this forest, at least a hundred or so. Each more than ten thousand years old. Now you should realize how precious they are, especially ten-thousand-year-old Spirit Bamboos.”

“You brat, why didn’t I have such luck in my youth?”

Listening to Old White and Old Black’s explanations, Ye Chenfeng didn’t yet comprehend the full importance of ten-thousand-year-old Spirit Bamboos, though he knew they were likely very valuable, extremely valuable, even invaluable.

Thus, Ye Chenfeng’s gaze towards the bamboo forest became a bit fervent.

… (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to vote with recommendation votes, monthly tickets at Qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)