846: Chapter 846 The World Beneath the Ice!

Mo Yuan looked blankly at him. "Ji Ni Tai Mei? What... is that?"

Ye Chen grinned.

"It means wearing suspenders while playing basketball!"

"But there are no basketballs in Antarctica. You can use a hockey puck instead; the effect will be the same, maybe even better."

Mo Yuan's face instantly darkened. "A gentleman can be killed, but not humiliated! You want me, the dignified Saint Son of Guixu, to wear suspenders and play hockey?!"

"Are you afraid?"

Ye Chen tilted his head to look at him, his smile full of provocation. "We haven't even started yet, and you're already feeling like you're going to lose?"

"I'm not afraid!"

Mo Yuan's fists clenched, cracking loudly.

"Then do we have a bet?" Ye Chen tilted his chin at him.

"Betting it is!"

Mo Yuan gritted his teeth.

Ye Chen chuckled, turned around on the spot, and walked toward the ice cliff.

This scene.

Made Mo Yuan's heart jump violently...

Damn it.

Could this guy actually be able to break it?

However.

Before he could think further.

Ye Chen had already raised his hand, his palm pressed against the surface of the ice.

Then.

The True Qi in his body unfolded, spreading inch by inch along the texture of the ice cliff.

A few breaths later.

He found a crack.

The crack was located in an inconspicuous depression in the bottom left corner of the ice cliff, hidden within the folds of the ice layer; it was impossible to see with the naked eye.

Ordinary True Qi could not instantly break through this spot, but Ye Chen's True Qi was different.

He possessed the power of the Houtu Inheritance; everything on the earth could not restrain him.

In an instant.

Ye Chen raised his right fist and punched down at the depression.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound echoed.

The surface of the ice cliff did not shatter, as if nothing had happened.

Mo Yuan sneered upon seeing this. "I told you, you're just not capable. Start dancing now..."

However.

Before his words had even faded.

The surface of the ice, which had been completely still, actually began to show fine cracks.

Then.

Spreading in all directions, centered on the point where Ye Chen's fist had landed.

The next second.

"Boom!!!"

The ice collapsed, revealing the entrance to a passageway.

Ye Chen withdrew his fist and looked back at Mo Yuan.

"Dance."

Mo Yuan was completely dumbfounded. "How is this possible? How could you break it in one go???"

They had tried to break it several times before, but simply couldn't.

Yet this guy...

Broke it the moment he arrived?

Is this reasonable?

It's unreasonable!!!

"Why do you care how I broke it?"

Ye Chen pointed at Mo Yuan. "Regardless, the restriction is open, and the passage is revealed. According to our bet, it's time for you to dance."

Watching this scene.

Saintess An Miaoyi shook her head secretly.

Mo Yuan was truly asking for trouble.

It had nothing to do with him in the first place, but now...

He had to dance!

As far as she knew, Mo Yuan couldn't dance at all.

And at this moment.

Mo Yuan's face darkened. "You... you're taking advantage of loopholes! You must have known the location of that weak point in advance! This bet doesn't count!"

"Oh?"

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow. "Do you mean that your word as the Saint Son of Guixu is as worthless as a fart? You accept victory, but welch when you lose?"

"I'm not welching!"

Mo Yuan roared. "You cheated!"

"Then how about this."

Ye Chen stretched, his tone lazy.

"I'll give you three seconds to think about it. Either you dance now, or I'll send you on your way myself. You choose."

Mo Yuan shuddered.

Holy crap!

This guy really has no sense of martial ethics...

He could tell that Ye Chen was not joking.

But as the dignified Saint Son of Guixu, if he danced that kind of dance in public, what face would he have left to see people if it got out?

"Ye Chen! I'll fight you to the death!!!"

Mo Yuan straightened his body abruptly. The ink-colored True Qi around his body exploded, transforming into nine phantom flood dragons circling around him. The momentum was terrifying, and even the ice beneath his feet cracked from the shock.

He gritted his teeth, prepared to fight to the death.

Even if he couldn't win...

At least he couldn't suffer this kind of humiliation!

However.

Just as he gathered his True Qi and hadn't even had the chance to strike...

"Awoo~"

A cute, milky low growl came from Ye Chen's shoulder.

The little bear lifted its head from the crook of Ye Chen's neck, its two little eyes staring at Mo Yuan, its mouth slightly open, revealing a row of baby teeth that hadn't fully grown in yet.

It looked exactly like a kitten that had just been weaned.

Mo Yuan's expression changed, and he reflexively backed away.

Because.

He had never forgotten how this little thing had swallowed a Nascent Soul Stage white tiger as a snack.

And the way it had just opened its mouth to shout "Awoo" was the signal that it wanted to eat...

If he rushed up, it would probably swallow him whole.

He swallowed hard, and the nine phantom flood dragons dimmed as well...

"I..."

Ye Chen looked at him, his smile becoming even brighter.

"I'll give you one more chance. Are you going to dance or not?"

Mo Yuan's knuckles turned white from gripping his fists, and his teeth ground together, making a clicking sound.

He looked at Ye Chen, then at the little bear that was staring at him and drooling.

The little bear licked its lips.

"Awoo!"

Mo Yuan: "..."

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Three seconds later, he opened his eyes with an expression of resignation to death.

"I'll dance."

Ye Chen immediately took out his phone, turned on the recording function, and pointed it at him.

"Come on, start your performance."

"You are the second person to lose to me and have to dance this dance!"

Mo Yuan: "..."

He was shaking with rage, but he had no way out.

He silently recited "I am the Saint Son of Guixu" three times in his heart...

Then.

He began to dance.

His posture was stiff, his movements clumsy, and his limbs were extremely uncoordinated.

He looked like an electrocuted penguin, or perhaps a twitching arctic fox.

Saintess An Miaoyi stood on the side, completely stunned.

She had known Mo Yuan for so many years and had never seen him look so disgraceful.

Ye Chen was filming with great dedication, dubbing the commentary as he went.

"Yes! That's it!"

"Turn! Swivel your hips! Your eyes need to be firm!"

"Tsk, you're dancing like you're doing Tai Chi. Can you put some soul into it?"

Mo Yuan's ears were already red enough to bleed.

While dancing, he cursed Ye Chen's ancestors up to the eighteenth generation in his heart.

The little bear crawled back onto Ye Chen's shoulder, tilting its head to watch Mo Yuan twisting and turning, and couldn't help but whimper "woo woo."

As if...

It was full of confusion about this strange person.

After a long while.

Ye Chen put away his phone and nodded with satisfaction. "Alright, that was a decent dance. Although it's still a far cry from Ji Ni Tai Mei, it wins on sincerity. I'll give you a seven."

Mo Yuan hurriedly stopped.

Then.

With a livid face, he roared, "Delete the recording!!!"

"What are you thinking about?"

Ye Chen tucked his phone back into his pocket. "This is called a souvenir. In the future, when you become the Master of Guixu, this recording will sell for a high price."

Mo Yuan: "..."

Saintess An Miaoyi: "..."

If he really became the Master of Guixu, given Ye Chen's personality, wouldn't he just be subjected to all sorts of extortion and blackmail?

Just thinking about it...

Was terrifying.

Saintess An Miaoyi gave a dry cough and said coldly.

"Alright, the door is open. Let's go inside and take a look first."

Ye Chen nodded. "Let's go. I want to see what exactly is hidden in this so-called ruin."

Saying this.

He strode into the fissure.

Saintess An Miaoyi followed closely behind.

Mo Yuan stood outside the fissure, taking several deep breaths to suppress the raging fury in his heart.

Then.

With a dark face, he followed them inside.

Deep inside the fissure was a passageway extending downward.

The walls of the passageway were covered in a thick layer of ice, but the deeper they went, the thinner the ice became, replaced by dark gray rock.

The texture was not only hard, but it was also carved with ancient patterns.

The patterns looked like writing, but none of the three could understand them.

Ye Chen glanced at them and said indifferently, "These patterns... are at least several thousand years old."

Saintess An Miaoyi walked behind him, her beautiful eyes narrowing slightly.

"I have seen similar characters on ancient scrolls in the Guixu Scripture Library. They should be sacrificial inscriptions from a certain sect in the ancient era."

"Sacrificial inscriptions?"

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow. "Could there be a tomb of some ancient mighty figure buried down here?"

"That possibility cannot be ruled out."

Saintess An Miaoyi's expression became very serious.

Mo Yuan couldn't help but snort coldly.

"What ancient mighty figure? I think it's just an abandoned cellar."

"Do you Saint Sons of Guixu always speak without using your brains?"

Ye Chen retorted without turning his head. "Have you ever seen a cellar entrance that requires a restriction that even a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator cannot break to seal it?"

Mo Yuan: "..."

Damn it!

I'm not arguing with you!!!

...

The three of them walked along the passageway for about the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, and the path finally opened up.

Before them was a huge underground space.

The dome was so high it couldn't be seen.

But countless glowing crystals were suspended above, like stars.

And beneath their feet was actually...

A city.

Ancient buildings and houses were arranged in an orderly fashion, and the streets crisscrossed like a chessboard spread out underground.

The style of those buildings was very ancient.

Soaring eaves were the main theme here.

"This is..."

Saintess An Miaoyi was uncharacteristically flustered. "A sealed ancient city???"

Mo Yuan was likewise too shocked to speak.

He had originally thought that there would be at most a ruin cave below; he hadn't expected it to be a complete ancient city.

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes, staring at the end of the city. "There should be living people here."