Chapter 1428: Chapter 1428: Outstanding Disciple!

Emperor Realm late stage!

At Ye Qiu’s age, this realm is enough to qualify him as a Saint Heir, even in the ancestral land. You should know that even Luo Tian, the Saint Heir, is only at the mid Emperor Realm.

“How did you break through so quickly?” Saint Heir Luo Tian was full of disbelief. For a native like Ye Qiu, to leap from the Human King Realm to the Emperor Realm in just a month, this speed is incredibly fast; even in the ancestral land, it would be considered a peerless prodigy.

He couldn’t believe that such a defiant-level talent could exist on Earth, this declining planet.

Especially considering his previous battle with Ye Qiu, where Ye Qiu was only at the Human King Realm. Even though Ye Qiu was a realm lower than him, he lost. Now, with Ye Qiu reaching the Emperor Realm, surpassing him by a small realm, Ye Qiu’s strength must have reached a frightening level.

Thinking about this, Saint Heir Luo Tian’s face suddenly became horrified.

“Are you surprised? If I tell you one thing, perhaps you’ll no longer hold a grudge about me imprisoning you here,” Ye Qiu said calmly.

“What is it?” Saint Heir Luo Tian had a feeling that what Ye Qiu was about to say was absolutely explosive.

Ye Qiu’s eyebrows slightly twitched, and his lips curled into a smile as he said, “Of the ten Saint Heirs, you’re not the only one I’ve imprisoned.”

“What…” Luo Tian was startled. Could there be other Saint Heirs?

At this moment, Jin Shanshun stood out and said indifferently, “Luo Tian, our young master also captured Lieyan Holy Son to keep you company. And there’s another person, someone you would never imagine.”

“That’s Taichi Saint Heir, the leader of your ten Saint Heirs, who is also trapped in this formation, serving as our sparring partner like you.”

Luo Tian’s shock was beyond words.

He repeatedly said, “I don’t believe it, I don’t believe it, you can’t deceive me. Taichi Saint Heir ranks first among the ten, and is by no means your match. How could a native like you defeat Taichi Saint Heir?”

“Whether you believe it or not, it’s an undeniable fact. In front of our young master, what are ten Saint Heirs? I advise you to stay put and stop dreaming of escape. Even Taichi Saint Heir is helpless against this formation; do you think you can get away?” Jin Shanshun said.

Although Saint Heir Luo Tian was unwilling to believe it, this statement indeed impacted him greatly.

Even though Taichi Saint Heir was much stronger, he too fell into Ye Qiu’s hands. Saint Heir Luo Tian looked again at the native before him, who always had a smile on his face, and felt a chill all over.

Is this guy really a native? Why does he seem to be a second Ge Tian?

Ye Qiu quietly left with Jin Shanshun and others, leaving Saint Heir Luo Tian in long-lasting unrest. Then Ye Qiu went to see how Taichi Saint Heir and Lieyan Holy Son were doing.

Compared to these two, no martial artist dared to use them as sparring partners, for their strength surpassed Saint Heir Luo Tian by far.

It seemed that someone was watching him, Taichi Saint Heir opened his eyes and said lightly, “Ye Qiu, you can imprison me for a while, but not for a lifetime. My sect has descended to Earth, and they’ll find this place sooner or later. You won’t be able to hold me for long. Once I’m out, I’ll pay back today’s shame tenfold.”

“Young master, why don’t I go teach him a lesson,” Jin Shanshun said.

Ye Qiu shook his head, “No matter, he’s already a bird in our cage. But what he said is true, there are indeed people from his sect who have descended. What we need to consider now is this.”

These unknown descenders have always felt like a mountain to Ye Qiu, pressing him to the point of breathlessness. He didn’t know how many descenders had arrived on Earth or how strong they were. Currently, he’s Earth’s strongest. If he can’t withstand these descenders, Earth will be subjected to rampant abuse.

“I hope the Illusion Array can help me kill more opponents,” Ye Qiu thought.

…

Inside the villa, Ye Qiu didn’t allow anyone to disturb him as he continued to cultivate the technique of Soul Division Reincarnation.

Dividing the soul involves tearing apart a part of the soul. This torn portion carries a part of the owner’s mind and is controlled by the owner.

However, achieving this is by no means an easy task.

Ye Qiu cultivated for an hour, eventually fainting from unbearable soul pain. Upon awakening, his face was as pale as if he had just recovered from a severe illness.

“This soul division isn’t something ordinary people can accomplish,” Ye Qiu chuckled bitterly. Unfortunately, the Death Horn lacks an Artifact Spirit; otherwise, he would’ve asked Ge Tian if he could achieve Soul Division Reincarnation back then.

It always feels like Soul Division Reincarnation is a suicidal cultivation method. The soul is the origin of a person; splitting it is pure self-torture and contains immense risks. A slight mistake could practice oneself to death.

During cultivation, Ye Qiu was always cautious, fearing he’d die before mastering the technique.

“Forget it, I’ll stop for now,” Ye Qiu decided to cease cultivating this somewhat evil method. Judging by the current situation, it’s extremely difficult to practice it.

After fruitless cultivation of Soul Division Reincarnation, Ye Qiu wandered aimlessly atop the peak and unknowingly reached the spot where Jin Zhimo was cultivating, discovering the girl was practicing alchemy.

She manipulated the power of the fire rule while continuously integrating pill techniques, appearing seamless. Every move was skilled, making it seem like she had practiced thousands of furnaces.

Jin Zhimo was focused on alchemy but inadvertently noticed Ye Qiu on the side, causing her actions to halt. Seeing this, Ye Qiu directly inserted a pill technique and said, “Don’t lose focus; it’s the cardinal sin of an alchemist.”

Jin Zhimo immediately steadied her mind, refocusing on the pill furnace while sticking out her little tongue, feeling embarrassed in front of Ye Qiu.

A stick of incense time later, the pill furnace opened, emitting a burst of medicinal aroma. Jin Zhimo exhaled in relief; she hadn’t ruined the pill.

“Master.” Jin Zhimo knew that the reason this pill wasn’t ruined was thanks to Ye Qiu inserting the pill technique at her moment of negligence; otherwise, this batch would’ve surely failed.

“Alright, even if it fails, it’s no big deal. Just pay attention next time,” Ye Qiu didn’t blame her. To Ye Qiu, Jin Zhimo was like a little sister, so he didn’t have strict requirements for her.

“The herbs sent by the Martial Artist Association are all sent for your alchemy practice. Have you made any progress lately?”

Speaking of alchemy, Jin Zhimo showed a little pride. She rarely failed in alchemy now; today’s incident was due to Ye Qiu’s sudden appearance, an exception. Usually, her success rate in alchemy was around eighty percent.

“Master, currently I have ten percent confidence in refining low-grade pills, eighty percent for medium-grade pills, and one to two percent for high-grade pills,” Jin Zhimo said.

“Oh?” Ye Qiu was mildly surprised, not expecting Jin Zhimo’s alchemy talent to be so strong, almost catching up to him.

“Words are wind; today I’ll test you. From low to high-grade, refine ten pills consecutively with no mistakes allowed,” Ye Qiu said, intending to verify her skills on the spot.