Chapter 154: Life Story

Li Chuyi was also full of surprise, and was amazed at the killing move of the gourd.

The jade slip left by the Taoist priest only told him how to activate the gourd to save his life, and did not tell him how to use the gourd to defeat the enemy. His cultivation was not enough, and even if the Taoist priest told him how to manipulate the gourd to defeat the enemy, he could not use it. If he used it forcibly, he would only be drained dry by this magic weapon.

But in order to prevent him from encountering some powerful enemies that he could not escape, the Taoist priest still left a spell. After this spell is activated, the gourd will trigger an extremely powerful killing move. Although the Taoist priest did not explicitly state its power, he guaranteed that it was at least equivalent to the full force of a master in the Ascension Period.

Li Chuyi did not use this move before because it would consume most of the Taoist priest's mana left in the gourd. After using it, the mana would be exhausted, and only the last bit would be left to nourish himself and protect the master, and the protection of the master would be greatly weakened.

At this time, the gourd had gradually shrunk to the size of a table, and only a thin layer of outer protection was left around Li Chuyi, protecting him from erosion in the void.

Looking at the results of the battle, Li Chuyi was very satisfied. He was surprised at the Taoist's "modesty" about the power, but also felt a little regretful.

"I didn't die!" Li Chuyi smacked his lips with some regret.

He looked at Leng Qiuning who seemed to want to eat people, but he was not afraid.

"Old ghost, why are you so fierce? I destroyed all the magic weapons, what can you use to chase me?"

After saying that, he threw out another middle finger. Leng Qiuning, whose hair was about to explode, controlled the shrunken rotten gourd to fly slowly towards Ye Zhichen who was rushing towards him.

Although the gourd, which had consumed most of its mana, was much slower, it became easier to control.

Humming a little song in his mouth, Li Chuyi looked proud at Leng Qiuning who was urging the broken boat to follow behind him slowly.

"Chase, if you have the guts, just stay by Uncle Ye's side, and let Uncle Ye teach you how to be a man!"

Looking at Ye Zhichen who was getting closer and closer, Li Chuyi's face was full of smiles.

As long as Ye Zhichen arrives, he will be safe.

Li Chuyi, who felt that he was safe, thought about studying the Dao Dian and the mysterious aura after returning to Taixu Palace. However, he saw that Ye Zhichen did not protect him as he thought after he came to him, but passed by him with a serious face and flew directly behind him.

"Huh?"

Confused, Li Chuyi turned his head and looked at Ye Zhichen, who flew directly behind him. After leaving a distance, he suddenly drew his sword and slashed at Leng Qiuning with a sword in horror.

"So you want to kill this scourge." Li Chuyi nodded in understanding.

Thinking of Ye Zhichen's solemn face, Li Chuyi was very moved. Eradicating the scourge of Taixu Palace was one aspect, and Li Chuyi knew that Ye Zhichen wanted to avenge him more.

"Solemn? No!" Li Chuyi was suddenly shocked, "Killing this half-disabled traitor shouldn't be solemn, is there something wrong?!"

Sure enough, Ye Zhichen attacked with a sword, and Leng Qiuning was about to be cut by the sword, but a huge axe appeared out of thin air in the void and blocked the latter's body, and collided heavily with the long sword.

Buzz~~~~~~~~~

A sharp golden sound came, and Li Chuyi was dizzy and felt annoyed and wanted to vomit blood. Leng Qiuning, who was close at hand, was even more pale and vomited blood. The gray robe on his body was broken into pieces like butterflies, and he rolled his eyes and fainted.

After the sword was blocked, Ye Zhichen did not chase, but retreated, and stood firmly in front of Li Chuyi, pointing his long sword at the side and looking at the newcomer vigilantly.

In front of the broken void boat, an exaggerated and powerful hand slowly emerged from the handle of the giant axe, followed by the entire arm and even the whole body, and a purple-robed strong man with a full beard appeared there.

The heavy giant axe seemed to be nothing in the strong man's hand. He gently flipped it and placed it at his side, and looked at Ye Zhichen with eyes as majestic as copper bells.

After a long silence, the strong man nodded gently at him.

"Ye Zhichen, long time no see."

"Xiong Ao, I didn't expect it was you who came." Ye Zhichen also nodded with a gloomy face.

"The name of the ruthless swordsman is far and wide, and there is also a shocking record of fighting against a cultivator who has reached the perfect stage of ascension with his cultivation in the early stage of ascension and retreating calmly. If it weren't for me coming this time, it would be difficult for others to force their way out of your hands."

Xiong Ao smiled slightly. Although he praised Ye Zhichen, his words also showed his confidence in himself.

Ye Zhichen did not refute, but nodded in agreement.

"Indeed, if you hadn't come, those three idiots wouldn't have been able to escape, not to mention that they couldn't take the person away."

Li Chuyi looked at Xiong Ao in surprise. He didn't expect that Ye Zhichen, who was always cold and arrogant, would have such an evaluation of this person.

As if he knew what Li Chuyi was thinking, Ye Zhichen pointed at Xiong Ao.

"Do you know who he is?"

Li Chuyi shook his head.

Ye Zhichen smiled and said, "His name is Xiong Ao, but outsiders don't know much about this name. But he has a nickname that everyone in the world knows."

"He is General Xiong." Looking at Li Chuyi, whose eyes widened instantly, Ye Zhichen said in a deep voice, "General Xiong, the leader of the four great generals of the Dayan Dynasty!"

"He is General Xiong?!" Li Chuyi looked at Xiong Ao carefully with wide eyes, "No, I have seen General Lion, and I feel that this General Xiong is many times stronger than him! Is there a big difference in the cultivation of the four generals of Dayan?"

"General Lion?" Ye Zhichen sneered, "He is nothing! A minion in the Tribulation Period, he hasn't even passed the five-layer Heavenly Tribulation, he is not even worthy of carrying Xiong Ao's shoes."

"Although I agree with your point of view, General Lion and the others are my colleagues after all. I hope Brother Ye will not humiliate them any more." General Xiong laughed. Although he was trying to stop Ye Zhichen, his disdain was evident in his words.

Turning his head to look at Li Chuyi, General Xiong's eyes gradually brightened, and he showed him a somewhat ferocious smile, and his face became slightly gentler.

"Is this the young master? General Xiong Ao greets the young master! I have offended and frightened the young master before, and I hope the young master will forgive me." He said with an apologetic face and bowed.

Young master?

Li Chuyi was confused. How could he become a young master?

Just as he was about to ask, he saw Ye Zhichen's face turned cold and he snorted angrily.

"What young master? This child has nothing to do with that guy!"

"It's not up to you to decide whether they are related or not. Young master has the blood of our emperor. Once you return to the court to verify the blood, you will be promoted to the prince. You will have a promising future and a noble status." General Xiong looked at Li Chuyi with burning eyes.

Li Chuyi heard something and felt like he was struck by lightning and his heart was in chaos.

He looked at General Xiong in disbelief and asked in a trembling voice: "Prince? Am I a prince?"

"As long as you verify your identity and confirm that your blood is correct, you will be the prince." General Xiong did not answer directly, but the meaning of his words confirmed Li Chuyi's guess.

Li Chuyi felt confused.

He was an orphan since he was a child. Although he was raised by a Taoist priest, he did not feel inferior to others, but he still felt a little regretful in his heart. Every time he saw those children of the same age crying or laughing with their parents, he was extremely envious.

He had guessed countless times what his parents looked like, and what exactly caused them to abandon him in the wilderness when he was young. If he hadn't been picked up by the Taoist priest, he would have turned into a pile of dry bones.

But he had no clues and had no way to trace his origins, and the Taoist priests could never figure out his origins, or they could figure it out but didn't tell him, so he had no way to find it.

At this time, Xiong Ao actually said that he might have the blood of the Dayan royal family, and the identity of the prince showed that his biological father might be the Dayan emperor who ruled the world. This made him at a loss for a while, and his mind was blank.

Looking at Li Chuyi's confused little face, Ye Zhichen felt very distressed, and turned his head to look at Xiong Ao viciously.

"He is not a prince, he is my adopted son, and his surname is Li!"

Hearing Ye Zhichen's voice, Li Chuyi came back to his senses. Looking at Ye Zhichen, his eyes gradually blurred.

Ye Zhichen was very good to him, very good. Facing Ye Zhichen who was unreserved, Li Chuyi often even had the illusion that Ye Zhichen was his father.

Although he always said that Ye Zhichen was not good or harsh, just like he treated the Taoist priest, he was very close to Ye Zhichen from the bottom of his heart, and even had some son-like dependence on his father. The various bad things he said were actually just like other normal children, just acting like a spoiled child to their parents.

At this time, he was very moved to hear Ye Zhichen say that he was his adopted son, and he felt that he had nothing to repay.

Hearing Ye Zhichen say that his last name was Li, he thought of the Taoist priest again, the one who raised him from childhood, the Taoist priest who looked very unreliable and black-bellied, bullied him for no reason, but was more reliable than anyone else.

Thinking of the fact that no matter how many years he asked the Taoist priest, he could not figure out his origins, and thinking of the identity of the person who might be his father in the mouth of General Xiong, Li Chuyi had some enlightenment in his heart.

Slowly raising his head, Li Chuyi stared into General Xiong's eyes.

"Uncle, let me ask you something. If I was really that man's son, why was I thrown into the wilderness, and who is my mother? Is she dead?"

Xiong Ao's face froze, and Ye Zhichen's face showed sadness and resentment.

After a long time, looking at Xiong Ao who was hesitating for a long time without answering, Li Chuyi's face gradually lost its color and smiled miserably.

"You don't have to say it, I understand."

"It's not what you think. Young master, there are some things that I shouldn't say too much. When we return to Dayan and verify your identity, let your father tell you what happened back then." Xiong Ao's expression was a little gloomy.

"What a melodrama! I didn't expect that the melodrama that I always despised would actually happen to me. Alas, if the Taoist priest knew about this, I wonder if he would die of laughter."

Li Chuyi shook his head, stared into Xiong Ao's eyes, and said seriously word by word: "My name is Li Chuyi. I was picked up by my master on the first day of the new year. His surname is Li, so he let me take his surname."

"Young Master!" General Xiong's face changed, and he knew what Li Chuyi meant.

Ignoring him, Li Chuyi continued seriously: "My adoptive father is Ye Zhichen. Although we didn't get along for a long time, he treated me very well. Not only did he teach me all his skills, but he also took care of me in every way. In my heart, he is like my biological father, the closest person to me besides my master."

Looking at the tears of excitement in Ye Zhichen's eyes and the anxious Xiong Ao, Li Chuyi smiled slightly and spoke firmly.

"My name is Li Chuyi, and I have nothing to do with you Dayan!"