Chapter 213: Accept the Defeat, or Come and Fight

Zhou Chen smiled slightly, put away the fragment of the chaos bell, and walked over to pick up the chaos bell shard: "Thank you both for your generosity. I'll be taking this shard."

After speaking, he turned to leave.

"Stop right there!"

Jiang Yifei finally couldn't hold back anymore. He took a step forward, and a terrifying pressure instantly enveloped the area: "Kid, did you think you could get away from us just by playing some clever tricks?"

"What? Is the Emperor-level Jiang Family going to go back on their word in public?"

Zhou Chen stopped in his tracks and spoke indifferently.

"Go back on my word?"

Ying Xuan sneered: "I just suspect you used some shady methods! If you don't explain yourself clearly today, don't even think about leaving!"

Before he finished speaking, the Aura on his body surged frantically—Saint Realm eighth level, ninth level, tenth level… it unexpectedly stopped at the Half-Emperor Realm.

"What! Jiang Yifei is already a Half-Emperor!"

"As expected of a Prodigy of an Emperor-level Family, this foundation is too terrifying!"

"That kid is finished. He can't withstand the wrath of a Half-Emperor!"

The terrifying pressure bore down like a mountain. The surrounding Cultivators were forced back repeatedly, and some with weak cultivation directly knelt on the ground.

Although Ying Xuan was also angry, seeing Jiang Yifei take action, he instead folded his arms and watched coldly from the sidelines, wanting to see how Zhou Chen would respond.

"Hand over the Treasure Artifact shard and cripple your own cultivation, and I might spare your life!"

Jiang Yifei's voice was like thunder. A large hand reached out toward Zhou Chen, the Void Realm distorting beneath his palm.

Everyone believed Zhou Chen was a dead man.

How could a small Cultivator who looked to be only at the eighth level of the Saint Realm block a strike from a Half-Emperor?

However—

Zhou Chen stood in place without moving, merely lifting a single finger gently.

"Break."

A single word was uttered.

Ding!

A crisp sound rang out. Jiang Yifei's palm, which was powerful enough to shatter mountains, was actually shattered by this one finger! Not only that, an invisible counter-force traveled up his arm.

"Pfft!"

Jiang Yifei spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot and was sent flying back hundreds of feet, crashing into a large pit in the ground!

The entire field fell into a dead silence!

Everyone stood there like wooden chickens, unable to believe their eyes.

Jiang Yifei, a Half-Emperor, was actually defeated by a single finger? And the opponent looked calm and composed, as if he hadn't used any strength at all?

Ying Xuan's pupils shrank, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He had originally wanted to act as well, but now he felt lucky that he hadn't been impulsive. What exactly was the background of this ordinary-looking young man?

"Cough, cough… You… who exactly are you?"

Ying Xuan struggled to climb up, his eyes filled with horror.

From that finger just now, he had felt a power far beyond his understanding, as if he were facing not a person, but the terrifying laws of heaven and earth!

Zhou Chen withdrew his finger and said indifferently: "Who I am isn't important. What's important is that you must accept your defeat when you lose a bet. This is the rule. Are you convinced?!"

"Does anyone else want to try?"

Seeing Jiang Yifei's face flushed red and not daring to reply, Zhou Chen looked around, his gaze lingering on Ying Xuan for a moment.

Ying Xuan's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately looked away, saying in a deep voice: "Your Excellency has great methods. Today's matter is a result of our lack of skill. The Treasure Artifact shard belongs to you."

Ying Xuan was very smart; he knew the opponent was unfathomable, and continuing to entangle with him would only lead to self-humiliation.

Although Jiang Yifei was unwilling, that finger just now had made him understand that the opponent's strength was far above his own. He might even be the successor of some hidden great sect, or simply an old monster who had regained a youthful appearance.

"Let's go!"

Jiang Yifei spoke through gritted teeth and left in a pathetic state with the Jiang Family people, his eyes filled with gloom.

Ying Xuan gave Zhou Chen a deep look and also led his people away. However, the direction Ying Xuan left in was actually the same as the Jiang Family's.

Only after the people from the two great Emperor-level Families had gone far away did the Cultivators present dare to take deep breaths.

"Too terrifying! Defeating a Half-Emperor with one finger!"

"What exactly is this young man's cultivation Realm?"

"To make two great Emperor-level Families suffer a setback and not dare to retaliate—he definitely has a huge background!"

Zhou Chen ignored the crowd's discussions. With a flash of golden light, he disappeared from the spot, leaving behind only a group of shocked Cultivators.

…

Jiang Yifei hadn't gone far when he heard the sound of something breaking through the air behind him.

Jiang Yifei looked back and saw that it was Ying Xuan who had come.

"Ying Xuan, are you here to mock me?"

Jiang Yifei looked frustrated and spoke with great impatience.

"Haha, Brother Jiang, we've known each other for many years. You know my temperament; I don't have such a narrow mindset."

Ying Xuan slowly stopped in front of Jiang Yifei and said calmly.

"Then what are you here for?"

Jiang Yifei still looked at Ying Xuan with a wary expression.

While the Ying Xuan before him wouldn't stoop to being truly base, he was often full of bad ideas and had made him suffer quite a few losses.

"Jiang Yifei, I've come with good intentions to help you. Are you really willing to let that kid just walk away with the Treasure Artifact shard so easily?"

Ying Xuan's tone was neither hot nor cold.

"So what if I'm not willing? That kid's strength is extraordinary. What do you intend to do? Didn't you also shrink back from acting just now?"

At the mention of this, Jiang Yifei's face flared with anger.

"Don't forget, we are Prodigies of Emperor-level Families. If he had a major background, he would have announced his name long ago. He's just an anonymous Loose Cultivator. If the two of us join forces, could we possibly be afraid of him?"

Ying Xuan gently opened his folding fan, appearing full of confidence, his voice brimming with contempt.

"Besides, at worst we have our Dao Protectors. What are you afraid of? At most, they'll have to act once, and we'll just take our punishment when we return."

Jiang Yifei didn't answer him immediately, lowering his head to ponder for a long while.

The next moment, he suddenly looked up: "What do you want?"

"The Treasure Artifact shard goes to you, and everything else on him goes to me."

Ying Xuan didn't beat around the bush. In his view, anyone who could possess such terrifying strength on their own must have a special Opportunity.

It was precisely by plundering such special Loose Cultivators that Ying Xuan was able to grow rapidly.

"Deal."

Jiang Yifei had also regained his composure and responded.

Rather than gambling on some illusory Opportunity, it was better to take the benefits right in front of him; this was Jiang Yifei's consistent habit.

An hour later.

Zhou Chen was still leisurely enjoying the scenery of the Eastern Desolation.

However, in the next moment, his Divine Sense gave a warning. Zhou Chen noticed two figures not far behind him, following silently like ghosts.

The Auras on them were exactly those of Jiang Yifei and Ying Xuan!

Having suffered such a big loss, how could these two possibly let it go?

Zhou Chen felt relieved upon reflection. The chaos bell shard was a miraculous secret treasure that even the old fellows in their families valued. How could they watch it be taken away by some wild kid who appeared out of nowhere?

Moreover, this concerned the face of their Emperor-level Families.

If word got out that they were publicly slapped in the face by an anonymous kid who also snatched away the Treasure Artifact shard they almost had in hand, how could they continue to hold their heads up in the circles of the Emperor-level Families?

Zhou Chen traveled quickly and arrived at a remote valley. Feeling that it was a good place to bury someone, he stopped.

Suddenly!

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Two extremely sharp attacks shot out from the woods behind him, one from the left and one from the right, without any warning!