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Chapter 71: What kind of horse is Nima?

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner coughed a few times, its tone sounding old and pompous.

"While those two trash are busy fighting, let's have a simple interview."

Even though it was just a banner without a nose or eyes, hearing that grating voice speak made Chen Yi really want to punch it.

Seeing Chen Yi remain silent, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner defaulted to starting the interview.

"First, the address needs to change. What's with this 'Ten Thousand Souls Banner, Ten Thousand Souls Banner'? When out and about, you need to show respect, call me Immortal Venerable Wan. Also, don't talk about me following you. Our relationship isn't about me acknowledging a master, it's about cooperation, understand? Good, then next, to deepen our mutual understanding, I have a few simple little questions to ask you."

Chen Yi began to brew up his fighting spirit.

"What's your cultivation level?"

"Just reached the Golden Body Realm."

"Already Golden Body? So young? Ate some Youth-Preserving Pills again, huh... Then, what's your bone talent?"

"Low-Grade."

"Earth-Grade? Tsk..."

"It's Low-Grade."

"Low-Grade? Good, good, good!"

This guy was definitely brewing some kind of bad idea in his belly.

It seemed like he hoped even more that Chen Yi had poor aptitude and low cultivation.

Was it because he thought people like that were more desperate to become stronger and easier to fool?

"There's another question..."

Chen Yi's fighting spirit was fully brewed, the 'Alien's Biological Father' trait activated!

Chen Yi was too lazy to waste any more words on the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. He grabbed it and yanked it out of the tomb.

"Pop~"

It was just like pulling out a radish.

Aiming at the banner surface, Chen Yi unleashed a flurry of punches.

"Pretentious! Pretentious! What the hell are you pretending for! And you 'caught your attention'! And an interview! And Immortal Venerable?! You really think you're something! Even if you are an Immortal Artifact, you're still an artifact! Made by people to assist cultivation and combat! And you want to reverse roles and become the master?!"

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner was getting punched. Although it didn't hurt, it was very humiliating.

The key point was, this banner it had so carefully selected was getting beaten to a pulp by Chen Yi!

So, in a fit of rage!

It raged for a bit.

"What's going on?! What kind of freak are you???"

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner discovered that a killer move it had mustered all its effort to unleash, a Soul Suppression technique, actually had no effect on Chen Yi at all?

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner hadn't acknowledged a master yet. Its autonomous actions were severely restricted. Plus, without its main body, the artifact spirit was also in a weakened state.

So, after just this one move.

No good, burned out.

"Hey, hey, hey, I say, you're taking things so seriously! I was just joking with you!"

Seeing Chen Yi gradually start to use martial arts techniques, even employing Essence Energy, using martial arts that could damage spirit bodies, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner started to panic a little.

It wasn't afraid of physical attacks because it was just a mass of spirit.

But "magic" attacks it had to endure!

"Do you acknowledge a master or not!"

"Yes, yes, yes, you are so awesomely impressive, truly a role model for our kind, I acknowledge it so much, I do!"

"Call me Master!"

"Master... why does this feel so strangely embarrassing..."

Chen Yi cut his finger and let the blood drip onto the white banner.

At the same time, following the master acknowledgment process he had mastered in the simulations, he began to circulate his energy, mobilizing the Three Energies to perform the master-artifact compatibility ritual with the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner was surprised again.

"No way? Bro? How are you so skilled at this?"

Chen Yi ignored it.

Over to the side, Zhao Long and Zhao Hu had already decided the victor.

Zhao Long was slightly more skilled. He used his dagger to slit his younger brother's throat.

He kicked Zhao Hu's corpse aside, his face showing disdain.

"Hmph! Father always favored you when he was alive, more than half the family business was in your hands! The woman I fancied, Father gave to you! Now that you're dead, your property, your wives and concubines, they're all mine! Hahahaha!"

Zhao Long turned his head, focused his gaze, and saw the Ten Thousand Souls Banner was already in Chen Yi's hand.

Zhao Long's face turned cold and stern, the short sword in his hand gleaming with a cold light as he stepped closer.

"Where did you come from, you brat? This opportunity is not something you can handle. Quickly hand that white banner over to me. I can give you a shop in Goose City, let you live as a wealthy man!"

Chen Yi gently raised his right hand. A divine dragon composed of flames roared out from his right arm.

"Roar—"

Amidst the dragon's roar, Zhao Long was devoured by the fire dragon, turning into a pile of charred remains.

"Annoying."

Chen Yi had already completed the master acknowledgment with the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. With a light wave, he summoned Zhao Long's not-yet-dispersed soul into the banner.

Instantly refined!

"You demonic cultivator, you won't die a good..."

Zhao Long's soul let out a scream, his words unfinished before he transformed into Soul Power, nourishing the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and, in turn, feeding back to Chen Yi.

Although it wasn't much.

Even a mosquito's worth of meat is still meat.

Chen Yi, now in the Golden Body Realm, using the Ten Thousand Souls Banner was clearly much more powerful than when he first obtained it in the simulations.

Because the power of a Spirit Artifact is not only related to the artifact's own strength; the user's power also affects how much of the artifact's strength can be unleashed.

It's like the same knife, in the hands of a soldier versus in the hands of a three-year-old child, is it the same?

Chen Yi's smooth, flowing operation left the Ten Thousand Souls Banner dumbfounded.

"Bro? Have we cooperated before?"

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner thought again.

That's not right.

Everyone who cooperated with me got sucked dry by me.

Could it be a master I had before my main body was destroyed?

When the Ten Thousand Souls Banner's main body was destroyed, the artifact spirit also suffered heavy damage, losing some memories.

But its main body was destroyed many years ago. Looking at Chen Yi's appearance, his cultivation, he couldn't possibly be that old.

Chen Yi made up a reason, saying he was naturally skilled at wielding artifacts.

One man and one banner officially got to know each other in reality.

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner was just like in the simulations, still with that same annoying personality, trying to incite Chen Yi to commit mass murder as soon as it opened its mouth.

"Bro..."

"Call me Master."

"Master Bro, see that Goose City ahead? A small county town with a population of less than thirty thousand! The strongest martial artist there is only at the Soul Tempering realm! Go for it! With your Golden Body Realm cultivation and my banner's various smooth little combo moves, we can slaughter the entire city within a day! Then we'll get over ten thousand fresh, delicious dead souls! Give me some time to slowly refine them. The Soul Power we get, we'll split it seventy-thirty! At that time, your cultivation will skyrocket, and my Spirit Body can slowly recover too!"

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner's tone was filled with an enticing allure.

Unfortunately, Chen Yi remained unmoved.

"May I ask, after we kill everyone, how do we escape?"

"Run! Run far away, then strike in the next place!"

"Do you think the imperial court is dead? Do you think those martial artists who are always shouting about upholding justice for heaven are dead?"

"Simple! I have nine methods to evade pursuit, and nineteen methods to drag Righteous Path martial artists down with us! Don't worry, just take action!"

Chen Yi rolled his eyes at it and said very formally.

"Remember, we only kill demons. If we kill people, we only kill those who deserve it, those who won't cause trouble."

This Zhao Long just now was undoubtedly someone who deserved to be killed.

Regardless of his character, whether he was a good or bad person.

He saw Chen Yi, how could he be left alive?

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner was just about to continue persuading him.

To the side, the black horse that Chen Yi had been riding all this way actually knelt down towards him and spoke in human language.

"Master! Please don't kill me!!"

Chen Yi said in surprise, "You can talk?"

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner: "Damn, even a horse can talk now? What the hell kind of horse is this?"

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    #panic# the previous chapter is missing

    Until it gets fixed, here is chapter 70:
    Chapter 70: Man, You Have Successfully Caught My Attention!
    Two months later.

    Chen Yi arrived at his destination, Wuan County, Qian Province.

    Faster than he had expected.

    Because that black horse with a hint of demon blood was truly useful.

    As long as it rested once or twice a day and was fed, it could cruise at a steady speed, running fast and steady, crossing mountains and ridges with ease.

    "This is like buying a prized steed!"

    While on the road, Chen Yi didn’t neglect his training.

    In the Body Refining Realm, warriors only needed to cultivate Vitality Energy.

    Although the Golden Body Realm corresponds to the Body Refining Realm, because Vitality Energy's intensity had changed so much, when focusing on Vitality Energy you also had to take care of Spiritual Energy and Essence Energy.

    The Three Energies must complement each other for any real improvement.

    Therefore, external techniques, internal techniques, and Heart Arts all had to be trained simultaneously.

    Just saying that makes you feel how complicated training after the Golden Body Realm becomes.

    Don’t even mention people with poor Innate Talent; even those with high Innate Talent, the cultivation gains from natural daily training are minimal.

    If one also wants to improve real combat ability, martial arts must be refined, which eats up a lot of training time.

    So during the third simulation, after Chen Yi broke through to the Golden Body Realm, he couldn’t keep advancing.

    He had to fight battles and manage troops; who had time to train?

    Chen Yi’s advantage was his "Proficiency" trait.

    The time spent on martial arts was greatly reduced.

    Cultivation levels for techniques were also raised significantly via the "Proficiency" trait, partially compensating for the slow training speed caused by Low-Grade Bone Structure.

    A normal Low-Grade Bone Structure cultivator almost never reached the Golden Body Realm.

    Even with huge opportunities and great luck, if they managed a breakthrough, they would most likely remain at the Golden Body Realm for the rest of their lives.

    Feng Yucheng was an example; when he died he was over a hundred but only had Golden Body, Third Layer, precisely because he was Low-Grade Bone Structure.

    He resorted to many crooked methods, but within the grand design of fate, he only struggled more than others.

    Chen Yi had a trait system and a Dao-heart comparable to Old Han Demon’s determination, so he wasn’t hopeless.

    Still, to continue improving he had to rely on simulation boosts, practicing while traveling simply because he had nothing better to do.

    After arriving at Wuan County, Chen Yi recalled the Ten Thousand Souls Banner’s boast.

    At this point in time, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner should have just drained its previous owner and been selecting its next one.

    "He said he was near Goose City when he found his next owner."

    Chen Yi asked around for the direction to Goose City and spurred his horse onward.

    Several days later.

    Chen Yi’s nostrils twitched, he felt something.

    "Ke-ke-ke... A-fan, I get you!"

    ...

    Zhao Long and Zhao Hu were brothers.

    The Zhao family in Goose City had been an obscure, unremarkable small family, with no more than six warriors in the clan.

    A year ago, the old Zhao suddenly experienced a great surge in power, becoming a Soul Tempering Realm warrior.

    That instantaneously changed the balance among several families in the town.

    The Zhao family shot up to become the local gentry’s voice; all kinds of businesses flourished, and in just one year they earned a fortune.

    Before the Zhao family could fully enjoy it, the old man suddenly croaked not long ago.

    With no Soul Tempering Realm warrior in the clan, the family was like a child parading gold through the streets, attracting the covetous eyes of other families.

    Today, Zhao Long and Zhao Hu both came, independently, to a cemetery outside Goose City; their father’s new grave was here.

    "Elder Brother, did you come to pay respects to Father?"

    "Uh... yes, you too?"

    "Elder Brother came to pay respects without even burning any paper money?"

    "You didn’t bring any either!"

    The brothers kept a bit of distance, staring at each other, then with a thud they both knelt in front of the grave.

    They began to pour out their hearts to their father’s grave, lamenting the family’s current crises with tearful, earnest pleas, hitting all the right notes of sorrow and effort.

    "Father! Didn’t you appear in my dreams and tell me that as long as I come before your grave, all the clan’s problems would be resolved? I came today, so why? Sigh!"

    Hearing his younger brother speak like that, Zhao Long immediately grew suspicious.

    "Father appeared in your dreams too?"

    "What kind of nonsense is that, Father trusted me most when he was alive, he would surely appear in my dreams, not yours!"

    "Of course! If Father hadn’t appeared to me, would I be out here in this desolate place?"

    While the two brothers were looking down on each other, their father’s grave exploded!

    "Boom!!!"

    Black smoke billowed from the blown-open grave.

    Zhao Long and Zhao Hu were dumbfounded.

    They had all heard of "ancestral grave smoking," but today they actually saw it for real!

    Soon they noticed a tattered white banner rising out of the smoke.

    "Oh~ such filial sons, yearning to restore the Zhao family’s prestige and trample the competition in Goose City?"

    The Ten Thousand Souls Banner’s voice sounded.

    That frightened the two brothers so much they fell straight onto the ground.

    "Banner, ban- banner- banner is talking?"

    Amid rolling black smoke, that voice carried a strange, demonic charm.

    "I am an Immortal Artifact forged by an ancient great power, possessing terrifying might to span heaven and earth — I can remake the fortune of a clan, I can silence a child's wails. For a thousand years, those who follow me prosper in luck and find success in martial ways..."

    Although fearful, the two brothers inexplicably listened to it all the way through.

    "So Father suddenly broke through because he obtained this Immortal Artifact!"

    Indeed, if someone in the family had a high enough realm, there would be no clan crisis.

    The brothers exchanged a look and saw excitement in each other’s eyes.

    A chance!

    "Oh~ but why are there two of you here today? How should I choose? If I follow one of you, the other will be heartbroken — such a headache..."

    Zhao Long took a step back.

    "Second brother, Father trusted you most. This banner can be considered Father’s relic. Brother gives it to you."

    Zhao Hu showed joy.

    "Is that true, Elder Brother?"

    "It is only right for an elder brother to yield to his younger brother!"

    "Elder Brother!"

    Zhao Hu’s eyes reddened with emotion. As he reached to take the banner, he suddenly felt a cold chill behind him.

    From Zhao Long’s sleeve a short sword flashed out, thrusting toward Zhao Hu’s back!

    Zhao Hu snorted, spun around and drew a hidden sleeve arrow from beneath his wrist, firing it!

    "Using hidden weapons? How despicable!"

    "Elder Brother, isn’t it despicable to sneak attack from behind?"

    The two brothers, full of a hundred cunning thoughts, began to slaughter one another for the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

    The banner bobbed nearby, black mists swirling, gleefully watching the spectacle.

    "Interesting, interesting..."

    Suddenly, a youth’s figure appeared beside the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

    "You really are a pervert, stirring brothers to kill one another."

    The Ten Thousand Souls Banner was startled.

    It hadn’t noticed when Chen Yi had appeared; it didn’t sense him at all!

    That was because Chen Yi had equipped Silent Step and the Three Swordsmen in the Grass, then crept along the grass.

    Unless someone was specifically scanned with divine sense or seen directly, it was hard to detect him.

    "Young man, if you want me you must queue up, one at a time."

    "Heh, Ten Thousand Souls Banner, I don’t have time to watch you cause trouble. Come with me quickly, the only one suited to be your master in this world is me!"

    The Ten Thousand Souls Banner released some black mist, attempting to invade Chen Yi’s spirit.

    The black mist entered Chen Yi’s body.

    The black mist left.

    The Ten Thousand Souls Banner was stunned.

    Its proud ability to corrupt minds had no effect?

    "Oh~ Man, you have successfully caught my attention!"
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    Could it be a master I had before my main body was destroyed?

    Mc: Yes, so call me Daddy.
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    A chapter is missing. Please check this, @Panic
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    #panic#
    Skipped chapter 70
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    Is there a chapter missing?
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