Chapter 509: Seizing the Cauldron
Everyone was left speechless, utterly dumbfounded. The legendary Great Bandit was too formidable, so direct and straightforward!
"You little brat, let this teach you to remember!"
"Slap," "Slap"...
The slaps were exceptionally loud. Jiang Yi swung his large palm, slapping Jiang Yichen across the face, striking with great force, showing no mercy.
The crowd exchanged glances, but no one stepped forward. This man was too ferocious. Here was the other party's great-grandfather, yet he was slapping him right in front of everyone. No one had ever seen such a strong-willed person.
Moreover, as he swung his palm, he kept scolding "little brat" with every word, leaving everyone stunned. How could Jiang Yichen's great-grandfather bear this?
"And you..." Jiang Yi grabbed the gray-haired middle-aged man by the collar, pulling him close like a chick. Without a word, he first delivered thirty-six heavy slaps before saying, "A man of a hundred years or so, yet you haven't learned proper conduct. I'll slap you to death!"
Everyone was dizzy. You do know this is a man of a hundred years, right? Disciplining him like this—how can he hold his head up? Where is his dignity?
"Enough!" Jiang Yichen's great-grandfather said softly, stepping forward. "Have you hit enough?"
"Not yet!" Jiang Yi replied bluntly.
"Slap," "Slap"...
As he spoke, he continued to strike, delivering eighteen more slaps, back and forth, leaving Jiang Yichen and the gray-haired middle-aged man completely dazed, nearly collapsing to the ground.
Nearby, everyone didn't know what to say. Even Jiang Rui, a top-tier Great Power, had spoken, yet he responded with such actions, overwhelmingly domineering.
"You..." Jiang Rui's face turned cold.
"What, do you want to make a move against me?" Jiang Yi glanced at him and continued swinging his palm.
"Little brat, I'm teaching you not to learn bad habits. Little bastard, I'm punishing you for your wicked schemes..."
Jiang Yi kept calling him "little brat" and "little bastard," making Jiang Rui's face almost turn green. Beating his descendant while scolding him like this made the veins on his forehead throb.
Around them, many of the Jiang family's elders and middle-aged members had arrived, all stunned. This Great Bandit ancestor feared nothing, daring to act and speak as he pleased.
But upon reflection, it made sense. This ancestor had once dared to rebel against the family in the most heinous way. Compared to that, this was nothing.
"Boy, if you dare bully Tingting again or do evil deeds, I'll throw you into the sea eye!"
Jiang Yi finally stopped, not because he wanted to spare the two, but because he was tired of hitting them. He turned to Jiang Huairen and Little Tingting and said, "How did he bully you? Come over and slap him back yourselves."
Damn, is this how you protect your own? Can you do that... Everyone stared blankly.
"Your grandfather is too awesome..." Li Heishui and the others muttered, also feeling dizzy.
Jiang Huairen was eager to try, really wanting to go over and slap them a few times.
Tingting felt very embarrassed. Her grand-uncle was overwhelmingly domineering, and she even felt awkward. She tugged at Jiang Huairen's sleeve and said, "Little uncle, don't hit them."
"You, dealing with this kind of villain, you should cut him into ten pieces." Jiang Huairen patted her head.
Everyone despised him. Is this how you teach a child? That's really not right.
"Are you injured?" Jiang Yi asked.
"No." Little Tingting quickly shook her head.
Those close to Jiang Yichen's faction all felt like vomiting blood. You were the ones beating people, and you're asking if they're injured? Unless you hurt your fingers while slapping.
Jiang Yi threw down Jiang Yichen and the gray-haired middle-aged man, then said solemnly, "I don't want to waste words. Bring out the Primordial Qi Cauldron!"
Many people couldn't stay calm, showing strange expressions. Who wouldn't be tempted by such a sacred object?
Not to mention that it had fallen into the Jiang family's hands now. Even when it had an owner in the past, the Holy Lands had set aside their dignity to snatch it. Now, wanting to give it back was almost impossible.
If a masterless ancient scripture appeared, it would throw the world into chaos, with everyone madly fighting for it.
If a masterless Extreme Dao Sacred Weapon appeared, it would be even worse, because only ancient Great Emperors could forge them. They were even rarer than ancient scriptures. A Holy Land that obtained one would possess a portion of a Great Emperor's combat power.
Moreover, if an ancient sage-level figure appeared wielding a sacred weapon, they could unleash the divine might of a Great Emperor. In the past, an invincible Divine King of the Jiang family had used the Eternal Universe Sacred Furnace to level a Holy Land on the ice plains.
The Primordial Mother Qi Root had already taken the form of a cauldron, essentially an Extreme Dao embryo, a treasure that ancient Great Emperors dreamed of. Who could remain calm?
"The Primordial Qi Cauldron is with Old Thirteen." The top-tier Great Power Jiang Rui spoke.
Jiang Yi's expression darkened. "Then please, Sixth Brother, call Old Thirteen over."
"He left the family the day before yesterday to travel." Jiang Rui replied.
"What a coincidence!" Jiang Yi's face turned very ugly.
Not far away, Ye Fan's heart sank. It wasn't just Jiang Yichen's doing. By now, it was clear that someone was backing him, intending to keep the sacred object.
This was understandable. Such a shocking immortal treasure, once it entered a Holy Land, was hard to spit back out. Its value was too great, enough to make a Holy Land turn hostile.
No matter what divine being or sage you were, only an Extreme Dao weapon mattered. If they could seize it, the Jiang clan's future would surely be even more prosperous, unmatched by any Holy Land!
After all, the Yaoguang Holy Land's Dragon-Pattern Cauldron was the result of generations of sages' efforts, not forged by a Great Emperor.
The Jiang clan had produced the Eternal Universe Great Emperor and possessed the ancient Great Emperor's sacred forging methods. In the future, they might truly be able to evolve a second Great Emperor sacred weapon.
If a Holy Land possessed two Extreme Dao Sacred Weapons, it would truly be the world's foremost divine land, with no one able to contend with it!
Faced with such immense benefits, even many indifferent members of the Jiang clan harbored thoughts, let alone those who would stop at nothing.
In that instant, Ye Fan thought of many things. The Ancient Assassin Divine Dynasty had assassinated him, hired by ancient traditions, and likely with the Jiang clan's involvement as well.
If he died, the Primordial Qi Cauldron would rightfully belong to them.
"I want to know when Old Thirteen will appear and whether he will return the Primordial Qi after coming back?" Jiang Yi asked solemnly.
"When he returns is hard to say. As for the Primordial Qi Cauldron, I think he will handle it properly." Jiang Rui replied.
"What do you mean by that?" Jiang Yi stared at him.
"Damn it, they clearly intend to keep it and not return it." Behind him, the Big Black Dog ground its teeth, glaring fiercely at some of the Jiang clan members.
Ye Fan was also very indignant. The Peerless Divine King had shown him great kindness, and he was grateful to the Jiang family, but the actions of some people were hard for him to accept.
Was this demanding repayment for kindness?
He had come to deliver the Divine Immortality Pill, but now he couldn't stay calm. If he couldn't see the Divine King, he would not leave a single sacred fruit.
"It hurts so much..." The dazed Jiang Yichen woke up, groaning in pain.
Ye Fan calmed himself, sat cross-legged in the void, and circulated the Dao Scripture's heart method, carefully sensing. At the same time, he formed hand seals and inscribed nine ancient characters in the void.
These nine ancient characters were the innate divine script of the ancient Great Emperors, also recorded in the Wheel Sea chapter of the Dao Scripture. They could suppress one's own body and achieve an instant of eternity.
At that moment, his mind stirred, and he sensed a trace of the Primordial Qi Cauldron's aura, located on an island not far away within the Jiang clan's territory.
This cauldron was forged by him according to the Dao Scripture's records, following the ancient path of "one weapon breaking all techniques," and had an unbreakable mysterious connection with him.
Ye Fan suddenly opened his eyes and told Jiang Huairen and Black Emperor everything he had sensed.
Immediately, Jiang Huairen approached his grandfather and whispered the information.
Jiang Yi fixed his gaze on a distant island and strode forward, saying, "Whose island is that?"
His status within the Jiang clan was very special. The clan's ancestral-level figures favored him, and he had the support of twelve even fiercer men behind him. No one wanted to fall out with him.
"That is Old Thirteen's cultivation ground." The Ninth Ancestor beside him replied.
"I miss Old Thirteen very much. Since he's not here, I'll take a stroll on his island to remember him by." Jiang Yi laughed.
"Swish"
He instantly rushed into the island. Ye Fan and the others stood on the chessboard array pattern, moving horizontally, following him in.
Jiang Rui's expression darkened as he followed, with hundreds of others trailing behind.
Jiang Yichen and the gray-haired middle-aged man had venomous glints in their eyes, staring at Ye Fan and Jiang Huairen, nearly grinding their teeth to pieces. But they dared not act recklessly, fearing they would be beaten to death by that Great Bandit ancestor.
Ye Fan stood in the void, further sensing the aura of the Primordial Qi Cauldron, almost pinpointing its location.
Ahead, on a steep cliff, a thousand-zhang waterfall cascaded down. His weapon was hidden there.
"Old Thirteen, are you really not on the island? If I find you hiding from me, don't blame me for turning hostile!" Jiang Yi transmitted coldly, shaking the entire island.
Everyone was startled. This Great Bandit ancestor, notorious for his fierce reputation, always followed through on his words and acted swiftly. He was definitely not making empty threats.
Ye Fan transmitted his findings, following Jiang Yi to the cliff.
The thousand-zhang silver waterfall, a vast expanse of white, roared deafeningly as it fell, stretching for thousands of zhang, very magnificent.
"This is Thirteenth Ancestor's favorite quiet cultivation spot." Someone spoke.
Thirteenth Ancestor Jiang Chuan spent every day here listening to the waterfall, watching the stars shift, the sun rise and set, contemplating the vitality of all things' evolution. Sometimes he would sit for months without moving.
"Old Thirteen's cultivation has reached this level. No wonder he has such big ambitions, even wanting to claim the Primordial Qi Cauldron for himself." Jiang Yi sneered.
"Boom!"
He punched the cliff, collapsing it. The thousand-zhang waterfall was severed, white waves sweeping into the sky like a terrifying tsunami.
"Jiang Yi, what are you doing?" Jiang Rui shouted, taking several big steps forward. "Why are you destroying Old Thirteen's cultivation ground?"
"I'm teaching him the principle of breaking down to rebuild." Jiang Yi replied coldly, punching again, turning half the cliff into powder. "Without breaking, there is no establishing. Only by transcending can one be detached!"
"Boom"
At that moment, an ancient pagoda shot up, hovering in midair, exuding an aura that suppressed heaven and earth. It was clearly a great artifact, a treasure.
"This is Thirteenth Ancestor's weapon. No wonder he sat here year-round. He was nurturing his own Dao-proving artifact." Someone exclaimed.
Others couldn't sense it, but Ye Fan could clearly feel the aura of the Primordial Qi, the sacred object born in his Wheel Sea, with an unbreakable connection to him.
"Thud"
Jiang Yi reached out a large hand to grab it. Jiang Rui's expression changed as he moved to block, shouting, "Jiang Yi, what are you doing? Are you trying to forcibly seize Old Thirteen's divine object?"
"I'm just curious and want to take a look."
"Clang!"
Under the immense pressure from both men, the ancient pagoda burst forth with ten thousand divine rays, surging with blazing light like a vast ocean.
Ye Fan inscribed characters in the void, his appearance solemn. The nine mysterious characters of the ancient Great Emperor appeared, strengthening his connection with his cauldron.
The golden lake between his brows transformed into a deity, flying out. It was like gold cast, dazzling and bright. Upon closer inspection, it looked exactly like him.
Ye Fan exerted all his effort, secretly activating the All Secret, making the golden deity-like figure ten times stronger!
The golden deity was resplendent. It was himself, constantly evolving, sitting before his brows, connecting with the Dao and linking to his cauldron.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the Primordial Qi surged, cascading down from the ancient pagoda. An ancient cauldron, unstoppable, flew out.
"The Primordial Qi Cauldron!" Many people shouted, reaching out to grab it.
The golden deity between Ye Fan's brows roared at the sky, releasing powerful spiritual pressure that swept in all directions. The ancient cauldron, as if summoned, flew back instantly, hovering above his head, letting down ten thousand strands of mother qi, each strand heavy as a mountain, protecting him within.
"Don't let him take the cauldron away!" Jiang Yichen shouted from afar.
Now, without him saying a word, many people sealed off all directions, preparing to seize it.
"Sixth Brother, what do you mean?" Jiang Yi asked coldly, confronting Jiang Rui.
The Ninth Ancestor also stepped forward, saying, "Sixth Brother, are you really going to indulge them? That's not your style."
Jiang Rui's expression was cold as he swept his gaze over the two, then fixed his eyes on Ye Fan not far away, looking at the small cauldron above his head.
The Primordial Mother Qi hung down, each strand capable of crushing a mountain range, heavy as a mountain, the rarest immortal object in the world. No one could remain calm.
Ye Fan regained his cauldron, his heart stirred with emotion. This was his future Dao-proving object. Losing it would hinder his progress.
"Brother Jiang Yi, why must you be like this?"
Just then, a clear voice came. On a nearby mountain peak, a man in purple robes walked step by step.
He appeared to be about thirty years old, with black hair like a waterfall and eyes as deep as the starry sky. He exuded an innate imperial majesty, and every move seemed to merge with heaven and earth.
"Old Thirteen..." Jiang Yi stared at him.
"Brother Jiang Yi, it seems you intend to stop me today. Is a battle unavoidable?" The man in purple robes had eyes like lightning.
"Do you really think this cauldron is yours? Do you intend to keep us here?" the Big Black Dog shouted. "Try cutting off this corner of the Great Emperor's array pattern and see!"
The chessboard array pattern flickered, dimming and brightening, ready to teleport away at any moment.
"This cauldron has a connection with my Jiang family. It will be our clan's second sacred weapon and should stay here." The man in purple robes, Jiang Chuan, looked at Ye Fan, his tone authoritative and unquestionable.
In the distance, mysterious array patterns emerged, cutting across the sky, majestic and awe-inspiring, gripping people's hearts.
Black Emperor changed color, saying, "A corner of the Eternal Universe Great Emperor's array pattern!"
"Indeed. Can you still teleport?" Jiang Chuan glanced at it.
Ye Fan's heart sank. This represented the will of a part of the Jiang clan. Jiang Rui and Jiang Chuan were their representatives. They wanted to keep the cauldron and not return it.