813: Chapter 813 I'm so afraid of the heat!

Xuanyuan Huo immediately put down his teacup and burst into loud laughter.

"Hahaha! You brat, you're just bragging!"

"The One Clan, Three Sects, Five Gates do not intermarry with outsiders; that is an ironclad rule they set since their establishment! How could that Saintess possibly come to you on her own initiative to propose marriage?"

Ye Chen rolled his eyes. "Believe it or not."

Seeing his expression, Xuanyuan Huo's smile faded slightly.

He understood Ye Chen; although this brat usually had no filter, he never talked nonsense about serious matters.

Could it be...

That the Saintess really came?

"Wait a minute." Xuanyuan Huo frowned deeply. "You said she came to look for you and asked you to be her husband?"

"Uh-huh."

"And you refused?"

"Uh-huh."

Xuanyuan Huo was silent for a good while, his expression shifting from surprise to something strange.

If this matter is true...

Then there is only one possibility.

Inside the Guixu, it is likely already in chaos.

Perhaps...

They are suffering from severe infighting.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for two groups of people from the Guixu to appear on the same day, bringing up opposite demands and matters.

This is too strange.

He couldn't help but shake his head. "You brat... really, I've seen it all now."

Ye Chen picked a strawberry from the fruit platter and popped it into his mouth.

"Old man, you didn't make a special trip just to confirm whether I killed anyone from the Guixu, did you?"

Xuanyuan Huo's expression became a bit more serious. "That's not it. I came to remind you of a few things and, by the way... bring you something."

As he spoke, he pulled a brocade pouch from his bosom, placed it on the coffee table, and pushed it over. "Take it."

Ye Chen weighed the pouch in his hand.

"What good stuff is this?"

"Old archives of the Guixu." Xuanyuan Huo narrowed his eyes. "The part about the bronze gate is a copy left behind by my Xuanyuan Family ancestors. Although it's incomplete, it should be more than what you currently know."

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow, untied the pouch, and poured out a roll of parchment.

He unfolded it, glanced at it, and began to ponder.

The content was indeed about the Guixu.

This faction, the Guixu, was exceptionally strange.

Ordinary people could not find their whereabouts because there was a barrier surrounding the area where the Guixu lived.

Consequently,

Anyone who was not part of the Guixu could not find the true entrance.

Furthermore,

It was teeming with experts; there was almost no one there with strength below the Heaven Realm.

It could even...

Be considered a country.

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow. "Even infants have Heaven Realm strength? Is this intel reliable?"

"It was copied personally by my Xuanyuan Family ancestors, so tell me, is it reliable?"

Xuanyuan Huo snorted.

"But having said that, do you really have the confidence to handle the situation ahead?"

"The One Clan, Three Sects, Five Gates have already set up a dragnet in the Antarctic, plus the Guixu's inconsistent attitude..."

"I'm afraid it's going to be a tough battle."

Ye Chen grinned. "Old man, when have you ever seen me fight a battle I wasn't confident in?"

Xuanyuan Huo looked at the smile on his face and sighed.

"Fine, I just came to give you a heads-up."

"As long as you have a plan in mind, that's all that matters."

Ye Chen felt a warmth in his heart. "I know."

"Remember."

Xuanyuan Huo patted Ye Chen on the shoulder, "The country will always be your strongest backing."

After saying this,

He stood up, straightened his robes, and walked toward the door.

Ye Chen rose as well, watching his back, filled with emotion.

This old guy had a sharp tongue but a soft heart.

He is truly my good nephew!

However,

Just as Xuanyuan Huo reached the door, his footsteps came to an abrupt halt.

Then,

He turned his head to look at Ye Chen. "Oh, right, there is one more thing."

"Hm?" Ye Chen snapped back to reality.

"About that Guixu Saintess matter... if you really did refuse her, you'd better be careful."

Xuanyuan Huo stroked his beard, his eyes meaningful. "That girl is arrogant and proud. You slighted her, so who knows how she might be plotting against you."

Ye Chen smiled. "Let her plot. It's not like I'll lose a piece of flesh over it."

Xuanyuan Huo shook his head, said nothing more, and strode out the door.

Yan Qingwu followed him.

She had no choice.

She had to see the old man off, unlike some people...

Once the two left,

Ye Chen closed the door.

Bing Lan sat on the sofa, not saying a word, just staring straight at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen felt a bit of scalp-tingling dread.

As it turned out...

The room door was pushed open by Li Qin.

This girl ran out with Bing Ling, looking curious as she asked, "Younger Male Cousin, what's the deal with that Saintess? Where did you go and flirt with her this time?"

Adding fuel to the fire!

Ye Chen's face darkened. "What flirting? She was the one who inexplicably came knocking at my door."

"Hmph!"

Li Qin started to imagine things. "Nonsense, if she didn't know you, would she ask you to be her husband? It must be that some time, you provoked someone, and that someone was her deliberately disguising herself to enter the world!"

Ye Chen: "???"

The more Li Qin talked, the more she felt she was right, and continued, "Look at you, you've done plenty of hero-saving-the-beauty acts, haven't you? What if that's the case?"

Ye Chen: "???"

Seriously...

It's a pity this girl's train of thought isn't used to write novels!

Ye Chen was between laughter and tears. "If I said I didn't, would you guys believe me?"

The three women looked at each other and shouted in unison.

"We don't believe you!!!"

Ye Chen: "..."

Forget it.

This "stain" really can't be washed away.

Ye Chen sighed helplessly and looked at Bing Lan. "Um... I'll probably be going to the Antarctic in a few days. I'll leave the matters at home to you."

"Okay."

Bing Lan nodded. "I will look after Sister Meiting and your beautiful teacher for you."

Ye Chen touched his nose awkwardly. "I thank you."

"You're welcome," Bing Lan said calmly. "Just make sure you don't bring another person back when you return."

Ye Chen: "..."

Time flew by.

Six or seven days passed in peace and quiet.

During these days, Ye Chen was laying out plans.

Just in case, he spent several days drawing Talismans.

Consequently,

The storage room at home was piled high with a mountain of Talismans.

He even packed them up and sent them via courier directly to the Bai sisters in the capital, as well as the Chu family.

Because of the Talismans, he was stopped several times by the courier, who thought he was dealing in some kind of feudal superstition.

Because he didn't know how long he would be gone for this trip,

He sent Talismans to everyone around him who was relevant.

In this way,

As long as no Nascent Soul Stage expert appeared, anyone who dared to make a move would basically have zero chance of survival.

And under normal circumstances...

Nascent Soul Stage experts wouldn't bother moving against Bing Lan and the others.

After all, they had reputations to maintain...

Ushuaia Airport.

Ye Chen walked out of the exit.

As a result...

He attracted the gazes of countless people.

Because he was wearing a short-sleeved shirt, big shorts, and a pair of flip-flops.

He looked like he was definitely on vacation.

But the problem was...

This was the city known as the "End of the World," where the temperature was below zero all year round, and this guy was actually dressed like this???

Did this guy have something wrong with his brain?

Yan Qingwu was wrapped in a thick down jacket, following behind him, her silver-white long hair blown about by the cold wind.

She gritted her teeth and whispered, "I told you to wear more."

Ye Chen was righteous and indignant. "I am a Cultivator, I'm not afraid of the cold."

"No..."

Yan Qingwu rolled her eyes. "I know you're not afraid of the cold, but I'm afraid of being mistaken for an accomplice traveling with a fool!"

Ye Chen grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"Then just stay away from me and pretend you don't know me!"

"Besides..."

"We're only staying here for one day; we'll board the ship to the Antarctic tomorrow, so what clothes we wear isn't important."

"But you still shouldn't dress like you're here for a vacation." Yan Qingwu was speechless.

Ye Chen shrugged. "I'm just too heat-sensitive."

Heat-sensitive?

Yan Qingwu couldn't even bring herself to retort.

This guy is heat-sensitive? I'm afraid he's just thick-skinned and shameless!

Just as Yan Qingwu was about to flare up,

A screeching sound of brakes suddenly came from the airport hall.

Immediately after,

Five or six off-road vehicles pulled up at the entrance.

The car doors opened simultaneously.

A group of people dressed in tactical gear, with masks covering their faces, jumped out of the cars.

Then,

Four of them, holding submachine guns, rushed to the exit and locked the door.

Three people holding missile launchers guarded the passageway leading to the waiting hall.

The remaining seven or eight people scattered in the center of the hall, each holding a gun pointed in all directions, forcing all the passengers in the hall to gather together.

The entire process took less than ten seconds.

Screams erupted in the hall, suitcases were knocked over everywhere, and the scene was in complete chaos.

The masked leader held a rifle, raised his hand to point at the ceiling, and pulled the trigger.

"Ta-ta-ta!"

Bullets swept across the ceiling, causing all the screaming to come to an abrupt halt.

Then,

He sneered coldly and spoke.

"Everyone, hand over all your valuables!"

"Those who comply will leave alive; those who don't..."

He paused, then aimed his gun downwards at a middle-aged man in the crowd who was trying to run away, and fired a shot.

"Bang!"

The middle-aged man's head jerked back, and his body fell straight to the ground.

Seeing this, everyone was terrified.

The next second,

One by one, they hurriedly took off their valuables.

That posture!

That appearance!

It was as if they would be killed if they were a step too slow.

Yan Qingwu stood beside Ye Chen, her hand already quietly reaching for her Ink Sword.

She whispered, "They are all carrying guns, there are four more at the door, and there should be two more vehicles outside acting as backup."

Ye Chen gave a grunt of acknowledgement and didn't move.

"Not going to take action?" Yan Qingwu was stunned.

"Not yet, someone is about to take action." Ye Chen's gaze fell in one direction. "Look at that person."