C2 Nine needles of wind and thunder

A crescent moon hung in the sky, and the gentle moonlight shallowly sprinkled across the courtyard where Ye Chen was standing. Aside from the quiet buzz of the insects, the courtyard was deathly still.

Ye Chen sat in the middle of the room with his legs crossed, a ball of green flames surrounding him, as the spirit energy of the world crazily poured into his body. As the spirit energy entered his veins, every part of them expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, as though all the items in the room were being restricted by an invisible force, as they strangely floated up.

Ye Chen suddenly opened his eyes, and exhaled a breath of impure air, sighing to himself: "I never expected the Azure Moon Flame to be injured to such an extent, no wonder it took so much time to refine even one Profound Artifact."

If someone else were to hear these words, he would not know what they would think. Refining a Profound Artifact in half an incense's time would take far too long. What they did not know was that Ye Chen had only refined a Holy-ranked Artifact for a mere moment at his peak.

After a detailed examination of his body, Ye Chen discovered that there was nothing abnormal. Only then did Ye Chen relax, his heart was filled with emotion, he did not think that he would somehow come to this world.

With a hu sound, Ye Chen suddenly stood up and his gaze remained fixed at a corner of the room. Unknowingly, a black shadow had appeared there. Unknowingly, Ye Chen's back was drenched in sweat.

However, when Ye Chen saw the black figure clearly, he forced out a smile: "Father."

The black figure slowly walked in front of Ye Chen. His eyebrows were sharp and brows were like swords, and his eyes were sparkling. He looked valiant and formidable.

"I am very pleased that you have achieved what you have achieved today." Ye Tianyun nodded his head in praise, his tone was calm.

"Yes." Ye Chen nodded, and only let out a light grunt. The man in front of him was too unfamiliar with his two memories, Ye Tianyun had never cared about his son.

Ye Yuntian smiled. This was the first time that Ye Yuntian revealed a smile on Ye Chen's face, and he thought to himself, maybe the past him is too disappointing.

"Half a year later, you will be representing Ye Family in participating in the Tianlan Prefecture Artifact Forging Competition." It was unknown when Ye Yuntian had already walked to the door, but he had already disappeared with a single word.

Ye Chen sighed secretly, he unintentionally glanced at the table, no one knew when there was a gold storage ring there, under the moonlight, it was extremely eye-catching, obviously, it was left behind by Ye Tianyun.

Picking up the storage ring, Ye Chen's heavy eyebrows loosened up slightly. It was a Spatial Ring, and there were a lot of refining materials inside, he was just thinking about how to make some materials to make some small things to protect himself, but he did not expect that it would be solved like this, with a thought, nine types of ores suddenly appeared on the table.

"Regardless of which power is the foundation, with my strength at the peak of the Spirit Transformation realm, perhaps he should be worried, and right now, I can refine Nine Needles of Wind And Thunder as well." Ye Chen thought.

As the name implies, there are a total of nine Nine Needles of Wind And Thunder s in his past life, and they are all of the same rank. When combined, their power would far exceed that of nine objects of the same level, and the Nine Needles of Wind And Thunder s in his past life had long since reached the ranks of top-grade saint artifacts after being refined by him for many years. Unfortunately, they were still unable to block the heavenly tribulation and turned into ashes along with his flesh.

In the beginning, it was only a small ball. As Ye Chen made a seal with his hands, a flame flower formed, and immediately after, this flame flower started spreading outwards, spreading out. It was the second, and the third … In the end, the nine blazing flowers bloomed in the room. If someone were to see Ye Chen's Spiritual Fire of Heaven And Earth s reach such a level, their jaws would probably drop to the floor in shock.

At the same time, nine types of ores floated into the air, the nine flame flowers turned into small snakes that flicked their tongues, and a thick smoke rose from the room. Not long after, Ye Chen's forehead started to exude drops of sweat.

But if he were to refine it separately, because of the minute differences between the nine needles, the power would be greatly reduced. Ye Chen was arrogant and proud, he was the type that pursued perfection.

This was the most difficult step in artifact forging. The fusion of the ores would bring about a strong impact, and if he was not careful, he could explode, and even his life would be in danger.

Following the disappearance of the smoke, Ye Chen's face turned pale white. If it was the past, how could Ye Chen's refining technique be as taxing as it is now? He immediately used the Azure Moon Flame to wrap the ingredients and formed countless of hand techniques.

With a few puffing sounds, the huge flame flower once again exploded, one into nine, each flame flower had a small needle wrapped within, Ye Chen immediately formed hand seals, the Spirit Qi around rushed into the nine small needles, and formed a line of indiscernible lines above the needles.

After approximately half an incense worth of time, Ye Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief, only to see nine identical golden needles floating in the air, releasing wave after wave of faint golden light.

"I never thought that refining Nine Needles of Wind And Thunder, and it's even just an Inferior Grade Profound Artifact, would use up almost all of my mental energy. In the end, my strength is still too weak." Ye Chen secretly shook his head, and suddenly, Ye Chen's face changed.

Ye Chen only felt a chill run down his spine, he never thought that someone would suddenly attack him and cause his death. Ye Family was the number one clan in the Cloud Dream City, entering the Ye Family was not a simple matter, unless the person was a member of the Ye Family!

"You want to compete with me?" Ye Chen sneered, Nine Needles of Wind And Thunder was strong like the wind, and as swift as the thunder.

It was too late by then. Ye Chen willed the Nine Needles of Wind And Thunder to disappear and lock onto his opponent from nine directions.

A metal clanging sound came out of thin air, followed by a miserable scream, at the same time, a black clothed corpse fell down from above Ye Chen's head, fresh blood instantly diffused outwards, looking extremely bewitching in the moonlight.

When the first golden needle was sent flying, the other eight golden needles instantly locked onto the other side. The eight Profound Artifact s were no joke, before the black clothed man could even react, he had already died, he did not even understand why he died so suddenly.

Ye Chen's expression was indifferent, there were many people coveting his saint artifact back then, but he was still alive and well. Most people did not know that, although powerful cultivators were scary, a powerful artificer was the most deadly one.

"You're the first person I've killed in my life, but you're definitely not the last." Ye Chen muttered to himself, and a ball of green flames landed on the corpse, and in a few breaths of time, the corpse seemed to have evaporated into thin air.