845: Chapter 845 What? You want me to dance?

Seeing this, the little bear very consciously opened its mouth wide and sucked all the tokens into its mouth.

The little bear's series of actions left both Saintess An Miaoyi and Mo Yuan stunned.

A flash of astonishment crossed Saintess An Miaoyi's eyes: "It can... store items?"

Mo Yuan's complexion shifted from livid to uncertain and suspicious.

Spirit beasts with spatial attributes were rare even in ancient times, and are unheard of in the present world.

This round little white bear can not only go head-to-head against a White Tiger at the Nascent Soul Stage while only at the Golden Core Stage, but it also comes with its own storage space...

Just how big of a bargain did Ye Chen pick up?

Mo Yuan glared at Ye Chen with unkind eyes, the jealousy and hatred in the depths of his eyes deepening.

Why?

Why does this kid get to run into everything?

He is the true Son of Destiny in this world!!!

"Don't be surprised, it's just a basic operation."

Ye Chen patted the little bear's head and then waved at the two of them.

"Alright, I've accepted the thank-you gift, we'll meet again."

As he said this, he turned to leave. But he had only taken two steps when he suddenly stopped. Then, he turned back, his gaze falling on Saintess An Miaoyi, and he spoke playfully.

"Oh right, Your Highness Saintess, I almost forgot to tell you."

"Don't forget our bet; I'm still waiting to take you in as my little maid."

As soon as these words were spoken, Saintess An Miaoyi's little face flushed with a faint redness, and even her earlobes were tinged with a soft pink.

She bit her lip and did not immediately reply.

Mo Yuan, however, exploded: "What bet? Saintess An Miaoyi, what did you privately agree to with this kid?!"

He was a little nervous. Because... the fact that the two of them had a private bet was clearly abnormal.

Saintess An Miaoyi was a Saintess! And he was a Saint Son! If a Saintess was getting entangled with an outsider, how green would his head be???

Ye Chen glanced at him sideways: "None of your damn business?"

Mo Yuan felt a tightness in his chest, his blood surging, and he almost choked to death on the spot from that sentence.

Just as he was about to erupt, Saintess An Miaoyi shot him a cold glance: "Enough."

Mo Yuan's anger was interrupted, but he did not back down, gritting his teeth as he said, "Saintess, what exactly did you and him..."

"It's not over yet." Saintess An Miaoyi cut him off, her gaze returning to Ye Chen, "Who will have the last laugh is still uncertain."

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow and chuckled: "Alright then, I'll be going first, you guys take your time recovering."

He had just turned around when Saintess An Miaoyi's voice came from behind him: "Wait."

Ye Chen turned back: "Hm?"

Saintess An Miaoyi was silent for a moment, then spoke: "I need you to do me a favor."

"What favor?"

"The reason Mo Yuan and I appeared in this area was not for hunting, but to find a ruin."

She looked directly into Ye Chen's eyes, "That ruin might be related to the bronze gate, but the entrance is sealed by some kind of restriction that we cannot open. Do you... want to come with us?"

Not only could they not open it, but they had also just nearly been killed by the White Tiger together. Therefore, they were very clear... with their combined strength, they simply could not penetrate deep into this place.

But Ye Chen was different. The little bear on him was already more powerful than them, and Ye Chen was likely... even more unfathomable.

If they could act together, perhaps there would still be some hope.

But Mo Yuan could no longer hold it back: "Saintess! Why did you say that?!"

Saintess An Miaoyi took a deep breath. "Because relying on just the two of us, we can't open that gate." "Did you already forget that we almost died just now?"

Mo Yuan clenched his fists, his face gloomy, but he was unable to refute it.

"A ruin related to the bronze gate?" "That does sound quite interesting." Ye Chen rubbed his chin.

"However... I am a person who never does anything without a profit." "If I help, what's in it for me?"

Saintess An Miaoyi's expression remained unchanged: "Whatever you want, you can propose it."

Ye Chen grinned and pointed at Mo Yuan's lower body. "How about this..." "If you let him castrate himself, I'll agree to help you."

Mo Yuan: "???" Saintess An Miaoyi: "???" Huh? Castrate... castrate? How could a dignified Saint Son become a eunuch for something like this??? This is too bullying!

Mo Yuan's entire face was twisted. "Ye Chen!" "You are courting death!!!"

He suddenly stood straight, clenched his fists tightly, and the black true qi around his body exploded, causing the ice beneath his feet to begin to melt.

Although he had sustained serious injuries just a moment ago, under the surge of rage, he managed to forcefully muster seventy or eighty percent of his momentum, striking a pose as if he were going to risk his life against Ye Chen.

Seeing this, Ye Chen not only did not retreat but instead looked innocent. "I'm courting death?" "Shouldn't you be the one courting death?" "You couldn't even beat the White Tiger just now, and now that you're injured like this, you still want to make a move on me?"

"If I were you, I would obediently shut my mouth and pretend I didn't hear anything." "Or even..." "Just be decisive and cut it off yourself."

Upon hearing this, Mo Yuan's teeth chattered with rage. "Ye Chen! You..."

"Saint Son, say less!" Saintess An Miaoyi frowned and reprimanded him, cutting off his next sentence.

Immediately after. Saintess An Miaoyi frowned and looked at Ye Chen: "Ye Chen, can you propose something more practical?"

If she really let the Saint Son destroy that thing... it was estimated that the entire Return to Ruins would explode.

Ye Chen tilted his head and thought for a moment. "Hmm... I can't think of anything more practical for now." "Can we save it for later?" "Consider it as you owing me a condition, and I'll bring it up when I think of it later."

Saintess An Miaoyi was silent for a while before nodding: "Fine."

"If I ask you to kiss me, you can't refuse either, okay." Ye Chen emphasized.

Saintess An Miaoyi still nodded: "Fine."

Mo Yuan was about to explode. She agreed to such a request, yet when he pursued her, she wouldn't even pay him any mind? Did she really think of him as a simp?

He just wanted to erupt. But a glance from Saintess An Miaoyi made him swallow back the breath he had been holding.

Damn! Ye Chen! This Saint Son is truly! Truly! Truly! At odds with you forever!!!

Ye Chen smiled satisfactorily and reached out his hand to her: "Deal."

Saintess An Miaoyi looked at the hand extended in front of her, hesitated for a moment, and then raised her hand to shake his.

"Then let's go."

Ye Chen withdrew his hand, turned, and walked in the direction Saintess An Miaoyi had just pointed.

The little bear lay on his shoulder, turned back to bare its teeth at Mo Yuan, and let out a low, warning growl. Then, it buried its head back into the crook of Ye Chen's neck.

It could tell that this guy was hostile towards Ye Chen. Therefore, it naturally wouldn't give him any good looks...

Saintess An Miaoyi followed.

Mo Yuan stood in place, his face so gloomy it seemed like water would drip from it. He watched the backs of the two people and the bear, his fists clenching and unclenching, but in the end, he did not erupt. It wasn't that he didn't want to. It was that he really couldn't beat him.

He gritted his teeth, clutched his chest, and dragged his injured body along behind them.

After leaving the ice valley, Saintess An Miaoyi led Ye Chen all the way southwest.

The three of them walked on the ice field for nearly half an hour, and the terrain ahead gradually changed from a flat ice surface to a rolling hilly area.

A huge ice cliff lay across the front, like a natural barrier, separating this area from the outside world.

The surface of the ice cliff was covered with a layer of ice, refracting a pale cyan luster under the polar day.

Saintess An Miaoyi stopped in front of the ice cliff and pointed forward. "It's here."

Ye Chen looked in the direction she pointed. The surface of the ice cliff looked no different from the surroundings. But when he focused his attention, he did discover that the ice layer in one area was slightly darker in color than the surroundings, as if it had been soaked from the inside by something.

He walked up, reached out, and pressed against that patch of ice, his palm against the ice layer, and slowly closed his eyes. [Earth Vein Tracking] unfolded.

His perception spread downward along the ice layer. A moment later, he opened his eyes, his expression shifting slightly.

"There is indeed a space inside, but it is blocked by a restriction." "And that aura is somewhat similar to the key to the bronze gate."

Saintess An Miaoyi heard this, her expression tightening slightly: "You really can perceive it."

Ye Chen withdrew his hand and looked back at her. "But the entrance is sealed; it's a very ancient restriction method, likely poured and formed by the caster using their own essence blood and spiritual power."

"However..." He paused, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly, "it's not completely impossible to open."

Mo Yuan stood behind, interjecting with a cold face. "Stop bragging. The Saintess and I tried three times together, and we couldn't even knock out a single crack; what makes you think you can open it?"

They had come here before and had also tried. It was just impossible to open. Most importantly... because they touched the restriction, they were chased all the way by that White Tiger!!!

Ye Chen tilted his head and glanced at him: "Because I can perceive its weak point, and you cannot."

Mo Yuan: "???"

Perceive a weak point? He had never heard of such a method! Impossible! This guy was definitely talking nonsense just to show off in front of Saintess An Miaoyi!

Mo Yuan's face turned cold: "I don't believe it anyway!"

"Don't believe it?" Ye Chen raised an eyebrow, "Alright, how about we make a bet? If I break it, how about you dance a dance?"

"What?!" Mo Yuan's face turned black, "You want me to dance???"

Ye Chen nodded: "That's right, whoever loses dances, dance to 'Chicken You Are Too Beautiful'."