Chapter 738: There Will No Longer Be An Undefeated Mad Southern in the World!
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
That afternoon, all the cultivation forums in China posted a piece of news simultaneously!
The series of blood red words struck the hearts of hundreds of thousands of Chinese cultivators like lightning!
‘The Tiannan No. 1, China No. 1, the East Asia No. 1, the undefeated Mad Southern—Mad Southern Ye is dead. A legend has fallen!’
On the other hand, the post described Ye Chen’s life achievements in detail, including killing the previous Tiannan No. 1 Yuan Bupo single-handedly on Surge River, suppressing the Japanese, Koreans and so on…
At this moment, the Chinese cultivation world was shocked, and the whole world was stirred!
No one expected Ye Chen, who had won every battle like a god, to die. The legend of a generation was dead!
For a moment, the news was like a thunderclap that shook the entire world. Whether it was domestically or overseas, everyone was shocked.
“Mad Southern Ye, a genius that only appears once in a hundred years in China’s cultivation world. He was also the hope of China’s cultivation world. It’s such a pity that he died just like that!”
“That’s right, what a pity. We still hope that he can enter the West and continue his legend. From now on, there will no longer be an undefeated Mad Southern in the world!”
“Heavens, I wonder what the Chinese cultivation world has done to have our hope destroyed!”
Countless Chinese cultivators discussed among themselves and sighed.
It could be said that Ye Chen was too important to the Chinese cultivation world. He was like a legend that people admired but wanted to surpass!
“Reality has proven that this powerful Oriental man did not escape the judgment of fate!”
“This person killed the Western giants Titan and Fire Emperor. The International Tribunal intended to punish him. He’s lucky to be dead!”
“Once Mad Southern Ye is dead, there’s no one in the East anymore!”
“…”
Compared to the sorrow of the Chinese cultivation world, the other countries heaved a sigh of relief and applauded.
It was especially so for Korea and Japan. Countless cultivators held a memorial service for the powerhouses who died under Ye Chen’s sword. They even specially built Ye Chen’s statue to make him kneel before the graves of the dead.
In Yang City, China, the tavern where Ye Chen killed Bai Zhanyuan at Shijingshan was empty at the moment. There were a few figures sitting inside.
If there were outsiders present, they would definitely discover that the few of them were powerhouses on the Heaven Leaderboard. They were Yang Junlin, Han Qinhu, Yan Nanfei, Pang Yuanqing, Li Yunxia, and others.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the tavern was very gloomy and deathly silent.
After Yang Junlin poured a bowl of warm wine, he raised it above his head and looked up at the sky, “Supreme Ye, have a good journey. This is my first toast to you!”
As soon as he finished speaking, he poured the bowl of wine on the ground, allowing the fragrance of the wine to permeate the air. With a trembling voice, he said, “Junlin rarely serves anyone in his life. You’re the first…”
The rest also poured their wine on the ground.
They looked extremely sorrowful!
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In Miaojiang, Tiannan, ever since Ye Chen assisted the White Miao Village in exterminating the Black Miao Village in the past, the black and white villages had merged. After half a year of development, countless Miao Villages had been built in Miaojiang.
Xiao Ya, who was dressed in plain clothes, stared blankly at the news that came to her. Her body was trembling, and her beautiful face was so pale that there was no color in it.
When she heard the news, she could not believe it, nor was she willing to believe it. She was so sad that she could not breathe.
The man she used to like, the man who destroyed the Black Miao Village, killed dragons on the ground, and saved thousands of people from the White Miao Village, her master, was d-dead!
Behind her stood a one-armed old woman with a cane. Her face was bitter as she stood silently aside.
“Grandma, pass on my orders. All the members of the Miao Village will be mourning for master for three days. Although master is dead, Miao King will only be kept alive for him!”
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At the Murong Clan in Ganzhou, after Ye Chen killed the number one person in the Murong family, Murong He, the family submitted to him. Ye Chen chose Yu Shasha to manage the family for him.
Meanwhile, in the Murong residence villa, Yu Shasha hugged Murong Xue and could not stop crying, “Sister Xue, Brother Ye is dead. He’s such a good person. Why did he die just like that…”
“Shasha, the dead cannot come back to life. I’m sorry for your loss. Take care of yourself,” Murong Xue patted her back gently, but her eyes were shining with a strange gleam.
…
On the Spiritual Medicine Mountain, two old figures stood at the peak of the mountain.
Yao Yuanyue, who was as old as an old woman, was extremely excited, “Father, that devil is finally dead. You have no idea how scared I was of him and how much I hated him. Now that he’s dead, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.”
Yao Huayuan was like an old man on the verge of death, gasping for breath, “But Mr. Ye took away our vitality. We’re so old. Now that he’s dead, who can help us regain our youth?”
“The Ye family definitely has the solution!”
A look of extreme resentment flashed across Yao Bingyue’s eyes, “Ye had such powerful techniques. It’s impossible that he didn’t impart them to his family. Perhaps he left behind some pill formula!”
…
The Tang family of Hong Kong was holding a funeral.
The reason being the old master of the Tang family had died, the surprising thing was that there were two memorial tablets in the funeral hall.
Tang Ning, who was dressed in mourning clothes, knelt before Old Master Tang’s memorial tablet in a daze. Half an hour ago, the Tang family found out about Ye Chen’s death.
Elder Tang vomited blood on the spot. Before he died, he forced Tang Ning to kneel in front of him and warned, “Mr. Ye has done the Tang family a great favor twice. After I die, you must protect the Ye family for a long time. The Tang family will live and die with the Ye family!”
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At the Ye residence in Tiannan, compared to the shock and regret from all sides, the Ye family was the most sorrowful. The hundreds of Star Pavilion members guarding outside the Ye residence villa were all wearing mourning clothes and kneeling on one knee.
In the villa, everyone who was related to Ye Chen gathered together. They looked at Ye Chen’s parents and Su Yuhan and her daughter in the middle with grief on their faces.
Ye Chen’s mother held his photo with both hands. Tears filled her eyes, “Xiaochen, oh, my Xiaochen, how did you die? How did this happen? How can your father and I live the rest of our lives…
“If I had known that this would happen, I would have never let you board the ghost ship…”
When the news of Ye Chen’s death reached her, she cried until she fainted several times. Her heart felt like it was being stabbed by a knife. She was extremely sad and regretful!
Ye Hai stood at the side as if he was petrified. Tears rolled down from his eyes as he muttered, “It’s all our fault. It’s all our fault…”
“Hah…”
Su Yuhan hugged her daughter in grief. Her face was pale and her body staggered. She could barely stand straight, “You were like this six years ago. You’re still the same six years later. Hah…”
Mengmeng, who had just turned five in her arms, quietly looked at the picture of her father in her grandmother’s hands.
A few seconds later, tears suddenly flowed out from the corner of the child’s eyes, “Daddy is d-dead. Mengmeng d-doesn’t have a daddy anymore…”