857: Chapter 857 Are they all dead?

But upon hearing this, Mo Yuan was so angry that his whole body trembled.

"Shameless!!!"

"You motherfucker, did you deliberately lead trouble to my Guixu?"

"Ye Chen! Are you even human?!"

"How could you resort to such sinister and cunning tactics?"

"Aren't you afraid of karmic retribution?"

The more he cursed, the more agitated he became.

Damn it!

How could he not be agitated?

This bastard was clearly trying to screw over Guixu!

And it was the kind of trap where he didn't even bother hiding his hand!

Ye Chen smiled. "Thanks for the compliment."

"I wasn't complimenting you!" Mo Yuan couldn't hold it in anymore.

Ye Chen couldn't be bothered to pay him any mind.

"Alright, I'll be going now, you two. You should go about your own business as well."

"A friendly reminder... if you don't hurry up and collect tokens, you'll probably be eliminated."

As he spoke, he strode off in the direction of the edge of the ice field.

Little Bear lay on his shoulder, turning back to bare its teeth at Mo Yuan while letting out a soft, milky growl, as if to warn him.

The penguin followed closely behind, its short little legs pattering in the snow, its round body waddling from side to side.

Watching the retreating figures of the man and the two beasts, Mo Yuan's face turned green, and the rage in his chest burned so intensely he felt like he was about to explode.

"Ye Chen! You just wait... One day, I will trample you under my feet!!!"

However, Ye Chen didn't even pause and just walked away. In his eyes, Mo Yuan was completely insignificant.

Mo Yuan panted heavily, gritting his teeth. Because Ye Chen wouldn't take the bait, he could only bottle up his rage with nowhere to vent.

Saintess An Miaoyi withdrew her gaze and turned around without a word, leaving in another direction.

Mo Yuan was stunned. "Where are you going?"

"Ye Chen is right." Saintess An Miaoyi didn't turn back. "If we don't go find tokens, we'll be eliminated."

"Also... stop following me. Let's stay out of each other's way."

Mo Yuan panicked and immediately chased after her. "Saintess An Miaoyi, stop right there! What exactly is your relationship with him? And what is that bet? Say something!!!"

Saintess An Miaoyi's footsteps did not falter. Mo Yuan reached out to grab her arm, but before his fingers could touch her sleeve, he was repelled by an invisible force.

Mo Yuan felt even more humiliated. "Saintess An Miaoyi! Don't forget that you are the Saintess of Guixu! Every action you take represents the face of Guixu! You are walking so close to him, do you know what people outside are saying?!"

Saintess An Miaoyi finally stopped. She turned her face slightly, her eyes beneath the mask glancing indifferently at Mo Yuan.

"People have their own mouths; if they want to gossip, let them gossip." "If you take one more step, don't blame me for being heartless."

Mo Yuan was choked for words. Saintess An Miaoyi withdrew her gaze and continued walking forward.

Mo Yuan stood in the wind and snow, watching Saintess An Miaoyi's departing figure, his knuckles turning white. Ye Chen! Saintess An Miaoyi! You pair of adulterous scoundrels... just you wait!!!

The wind and snow gradually subsided. The ice field was silent.

After Ye Chen walked some distance, he realized the penguin was following them. He couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, crouching down to look at the penguin.

"Why are you following us?" The penguin raised its head. Then, it performed an action that left Ye Chen dumbfounded.

It pressed its two short wings against the sides of its body, clumsily bent its waist, and with a flex of its short little legs, the entire penguin knelt in the snow. The posture was very standard. The expression was very serious.

Ye Chen: "???" Before he could speak, the penguin had already started "quacking." But Ye Chen understood it. It was saying...

"My name is Prince. I want to follow you." Ye Chen was stunned. Wait... since when did he have such great charisma? A penguin actually wanted to follow him? That was simply absurd...

Little Bear, standing to the side, also tilted its head and looked at the penguin with a confused expression.

Ye Chen was silent for a long while before speaking. "A penguin named Prince?" The penguin, Prince, nodded.

The corner of Ye Chen's mouth twitched. "And you want to follow me?" Prince continued to nod, flapping its wings as if to emphasize its determination.

Ye Chen couldn't help but laugh. "You little thing really knows how to pick your moments. Knowing I have Spirit Stones and a bear that can fight, you've decided to latch onto me?"

Prince shook its head. "I want to follow you, not because of the Spirit Stones. Eating Spirit Stones is just because I'm hungry, but they are useless for my strength."

Ye Chen: "???" Spirit Stones equal food. Eating them is useless for strength? At this moment, Ye Chen had a feeling... this penguin was probably not simple.

Prince continued, "The reason I want to follow you is because you are different." Ye Chen was stunned. "How am I different?" "I don't know, but I have a feeling that you are the master I have been waiting for." In the penguin's silvery-white eyes, Ye Chen's reflection was mirrored.

After listening, Ye Chen was silent for a moment, then reached out and rubbed the penguin's head. "Alright. Since you've already knelt, I'll take you in. Anyway, raising one bear is fine, and raising a bear plus a penguin is also fine; one more won't hurt."

The penguin's eyes lit up. It immediately climbed out of the snow, flapped its wings, waddled to his feet, and very consciously stood next to Little Bear.

Little Bear looked down at it and stretched out its paw to pat its head, like a big brother welcoming a new little brother. The penguin didn't dodge, just stood there, looking up and quacking at Little Bear. Little Bear enthusiastically responded with a woof...

Ye Chen couldn't help but shake his head and smile. "Let's go, find a place to rest. This trip to the Antarctic has been quite rewarding. I have Spirit Stones, I have fruit, and I've even picked up a bear and a penguin. It was worth it."

He turned around and walked toward the outer edge of the ice field. He prepared to find a place to sleep. Anyway... he had enough tokens.

The next day. On the Antarctic ice field, the sky was still blindingly bright. The spectator stands around the main venue were packed with people. A sea of heads stretched from the edge of the arena all the way to the distant snow slopes.

The second round of the martial arts competition was about to end, and all survivors were being brought back by helicopters.

Bai Canghe sat in the Bai family's seating area, his face gloomy. Several elders behind him were whispering to each other.

"There's still no news about Third Elder Bai Hongyuan and Elder Bai Honglie..." "The second round has no restrictions on life or death, but logically speaking, with their strength, even if they couldn't get many tokens, retreating unscathed shouldn't be a problem."

"But look, those who have returned are all rogue cultivators and disciples of small sects; we haven't seen a single person from our Bai family."

Bai Canghe frowned and coldly interrupted them: "What's the rush? There's still half an hour until the deadline; they might have just gone too far."

Although he said that, he was clearly a bit nervous. After all, if those two elders were to have an accident, the Bai family's foundation would weaken by ten percent. That would be fatal!

On the spectator stands not far away, Patriarch Xuanyuan Hai was holding a cup of hot tea, sipping it slowly. Xuanyuan Ji stood behind him, her gaze also fixed on the helipad, her thin lips pressed into a line.

"Grandpa, Ye Chen... still hasn't returned."

Patriarch Xuanyuan Hai blew the steam off the tea and chuckled: "What's the rush? If he couldn't come back, that would be the strange thing."

Xuanyuan Ji was speechless. It seems... Grandpa really has a lot of confidence in this "little brother."

On the helipad, helicopters landed one after another, and the cabin doors opened. Contestants covered in snow and wind jumped down.

"The forty-seventh one!" "It's people from the Rogue Cultivator Alliance... only three returned?" "Damn, the elimination rate for this round is too high!"

The crowd was buzzing with discussion. Bai Canghe's gaze remained fixed on the helipad. But as time passed, the composure on his face began to crack bit by bit.

Finally, a helicopter dedicated to the Bai family landed from the sky. Everyone's eyes turned toward it.

But to their surprise, the cabin door opened, and only two Bai family disciples walked out. Bai Canghe's expression changed drastically: "Where are Third Elder Bai Hongyuan and Elder Bai Honglie???"

The disciple's face turned pale: "Dead, they're dead, they're all dead..."

Bai Canghe was struck by lightning, freezing in place. "What?" "Who killed them?"

The disciple shook his head: "We don't know... when we found the two elders, we only discovered their broken corpses, and even those people from the Hehuan Sect were dead."

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire venue was in an uproar. Those on the spectator stands who had been pricking up their ears to listen to the commotion gasped.

"Third Elder Bai Hongyuan is dead? Bai Honglie is dead too?" "My god, those are two elders of the Bai family! They just fell in the second round like that?" "Who on earth could it be? To be able to slay those two powerhouses, and take out the people from the Hehuan Sect along with them?"

At this moment, everyone was shocked. Bai Canghe's face was dark. He never expected... that both elders had actually fallen! Who could it be? His eyes flashed, and a figure appeared in his mind... Ye Chen! It must have been that goddamn bastard! Otherwise, no one else could have killed the two elders, except for Ye Chen!