Global Treasure Chest: Start With The Supreme Breathing Technique.

Chapter 80: Exchanging Hearts, Stars Walking in the Rain.

Ahem!

Just as Ye Chen was about to say something, two violent coughs were heard.

"Luo Li, let Ye Chen give it a try. My old bones are like this anyway, maybe a miracle will happen? Ahem... Let him come in."

A hoarse voice, accompanied by continuous coughing, came from the delicate courtyard below, echoing in everyone's ears.

The voice was extremely familiar, it was Liu Changtian's voice.

Since Ye Chen appeared above Liu's house, he had already sensed Ye Chen's presence.

Now he was actively letting Ye Chen in, it seemed that he had given up hope on himself.

"Let's go, Ye Chen. Grandfather wants you to come in."

Liu Luo Li said to Ye Chen with some concern, her figure descended and walked towards the courtyard.

"Okay."

After responding, Ye Chen retracted his Demon God Wings and followed closely behind Liu Luo Li.

They entered the courtyard.

As they walked, Ye Chen was secretly amazed. This Blood Blade King was truly an elegant person.

The courtyard was filled with rare and exotic plants, meticulously taken care of, showing that a lot of effort had been put into it.

After a while.

Led by Liu Luo Li, Ye Chen entered a secret room.

The soundproofing effect was extremely strong, and it also had the function of isolating divine senses.

If not for active sensing, nothing from the outside could disturb the secret room.

Unexpectedly, there was a hidden world within the courtyard.

Soon, a hunched figure sitting cross-legged on a spiritual jade bed appeared in Ye Chen's line of sight.

It was Liu Changtian.

Looking at Liu Changtian's current state, Ye Chen couldn't help but be shocked.

He didn't expect that the once spirited and invincible Blood Blade King would become so weak.

"Cough, Ye Chen, sit down. I have something to tell you."

Seeing Ye Chen's arrival, Liu Changtian forced himself to regain some spirit in his eyes and slowly said.

He didn't mention anything about healing the world within his body, but wanted to entrust something to Ye Chen.

"Old Martial King, whatever you have to say, I will definitely do it for you."

Ye Chen said sincerely, his eyes sincere.

Naturally, he would listen to Liu Changtian's words first before saying anything else.

He owed him a favor, and today was the day to repay it.

After exchanging a glance, Ye Chen approached and sat down beside Liu Changtian, leaning to the side to listen.

"Nowadays, the situation of the Human Race is dire. The world within my body has already shattered and will completely shatter in a short time, turning me into a useless person... Cough."

"The biggest debt I owe in my life is to my granddaughter. Promise me, take good care of her."

Liu Changtian slowly said.

His gaze turned towards Liu Luo Li, already having thoughts of death.

He wanted to use his last bit of strength to take away several powerful members of the Ten Thousand Clan on the battlefield of the heavens.

He would rather die on the battlefield!

"Grandfather, I don't want you to go."

Suddenly, tears welled up in Liu Luo Li's eyes as she sobbed.

Crying like a pear blossom in the rain, pitiful.

"Old man, let's leave these words for later... Look, what is this?"

Seeing this scene, Ye Chen smiled bitterly and shook his head, speaking softly.

After all, I came to save you, but you're giving me this scene of parting in life and death. Who can bear it?

Hastily suppressing the distractions in his heart, Ye Chen's divine sense moved from his sea of knowledge.

Only to see a blue and white intertwined, misty and radiant, crystal clear sphere appearing in Ye Chen's hand.

It was like a miniature world, extremely strange.

At the sound of this, the gazes of Liu Luo Li and Liu Changtian simultaneously fell on Ye Chen's hand, where a crystal clear sphere resembling a small world was held.

Looking at the crystal clear sphere in Ye Chen's hand, which resembled a miniature world, their pupils couldn't help but dilate as they exclaimed in unison.

"The Heart of the World!"

As an old Martial King family, their knowledge was naturally much stronger than Ye Chen's.

And Liu Luo has been browsing the information of the Ten Thousand Clans during this time, looking for something that can heal the damage to the world inside his body.

They recognized it at a glance, no, they sensed it.

The crystal clear ball in Ye Chen's hand is indeed the legendary artifact, the Heart of the World!

It can only be born in the universe after billions of years.

And there is only a one in a million chance of opening it from the treasure chest!

Now, such a divine object is lightly held in Ye Chen's hand, like a toy.

With the Heart of the World.

To completely heal Liu Changtian's injuries, it only takes an instant.

He may even directly break through from the Intermediate Martial King to the Advanced Martial King, becoming the new God of War of the Dragon Kingdom!

And, there is a great possibility of quickly advancing to the invincible sovereign realm!

This is a divine object that is hard to come by!

Thinking of this, Liu Changtian couldn't help but breathe faster.

Now, such a divine object, Ye Chen seems to want to give it to him.

Immediately, Liu Changtian quickly calmed down.

Why would Ye Chen give such a precious divine object to him for healing? What does Ye Chen want from him?

Liu Changtian did not rush to accept the Heart of the World, but calmly thought about it.

Could it be...

Then Liu Changtian's eyes kept darting back and forth between Liu Luo and Ye Chen, and his expression gradually became clear.

Nothing is more important than the happiness of his granddaughter.

And Ye Chen, who surpasses others in strength, appearance, and character, is very much to his liking.

Just when he was about to drool.

A dry cough interrupted him, as if saying, "What are you thinking?"

"Cough, Liu senior, you should accept it quickly," Ye Chen coughed.

This time, he is not doing it for any reason, he just wants to repay Blood Blade King's favor.

Moreover, the Heart of the World is not very useful to him. With the World Ancient Tree sapling, he doesn't need the Heart of the World at all.

Instead of letting it gather dust in his sea of knowledge.

It's better to use it as a favor, give it back to Blood Blade King, and buy time for the human race and himself to develop.

Others have been good to him, and now others are in trouble.

He happens to have the ability to open the Heart of the World, so naturally, he will repay a thousand times and ten thousand times.

Sometimes, things are just so clever.

Obviously, Liu Changtian doesn't think so.

He just casually gave Ye Chen the corpse of a Martial King-level fierce beast.

But its value can't be compared to the Heart of the World at all. He must be lusting after his granddaughter's body!

Liu Luo's face turned red.

Her peach blossom eyes were absent-minded, and no one knew what she was thinking. Now that her grandfather is saved, she can finally relax.

As for Ye Chen...

I'm afraid only by offering herself can she repay him, right?

Sometimes, emotions are so subtle.

Liu Changtian took the Heart of the World, held it in his palm, and carefully sensed it.

Soon, the crystal clear ball disappeared into his broken Blood Blade world inside his body.

Boom...

A dull sound came from his Blood Blade world, like thunder, as if a earth-shattering change was taking place.

In Liu Luo's shocked gaze.

The originally shattered Blood Blade world continued to evolve, cracks disappeared one by one, returning to perfection, even better than before.

The irreversible cracks that covered Liu Changtian's body completely faded away under a mysterious force.

Black hair grew, wrinkles disappeared from his face, his face became sharp, and his figure stood tall like a long spear.

His gaze was sharp!

The Blood Blade King who once dominated the world has returned!

There was no time to thank Ye Chen.

A surging cosmic energy surged out of his body, and Liu Changtian hurriedly closed his eyes, his pupils trembling.

It seems that the Blood Blade world inside his body is still evolving.

This is a sign of advancement!

Seeing the scene before his eyes, Ye Chen nodded in satisfaction and said to Liu Luoli beside him, "Let's go, let's leave first and not disturb the old man."

With Liu Changtian's current state, it won't be long before another War God, the Blood Blade War God, appears among the human race.

Wherever the blood-colored blade light passes, even if the sky collapses, it can still be held up.

The two quickly left the secret room and arrived outside the courtyard.

At this time, it had started to drizzle outside.

"Ye Chen, thank you," Liu Luoli said, her voice relaxed.

Just now, the heavy stone weighing on her heart was shattered by the young man in white before her eyes.

At this moment, the old man with the black face also arrived from a distance.

However, he sensibly kept his distance and didn't dare to approach, afraid of disturbing the two.

"It's okay, it's nothing to me," Ye Chen said with a soft laugh.

Looking up at the falling rain, his eyes seemed to be filled with countless stars.

After last night's drunkenness, although his body wasn't drunk, his heart was.

At this moment, Ye Chen's state of mind had changed a lot from before, and he had become more open-minded about many things.

Life should be about getting drunk and singing, enjoying oneself.

Cherish the person in front of you!

"Today is the day when the funeral officially begins. This rain came just in time. Luoli, will you accompany me?" Ye Chen looked at Liu Luoli beside him and said.

They had already visited the Blood Blade King.

It was almost noon, and the funeral was about to take place.

As a representative of the Mo Du Martial Mansion's disciples, and Liu Luoli as the heir of the Wuwang family, they could go together.

"Okay..." Liu Luoli softly responded, her voice as small as a mosquito.

So, behind the two of them,

Wings spread out.

Liu Luoli carried the wings of blood, while Ye Chen waved the black and white wings of the divine demon. The two quickly flew up into the sky.

They swiftly flew towards the direction of the Human Heroes Memorial Hall.

Along the way,

Ye Chen saw it.

There was such a group of people on the street.

They were drenched in rain, constantly moving forward in the rain, heading towards the defense line of the Human Heroes Memorial Hall.

Their expressions were numb, as if immersed in the pain of losing loved ones and close friends.

People kept coming out of the houses on the side of the street and joining the crowd.

These people were dressed differently, from all walks of life.

They were strangers to each other.

But one thing they had in common was the white scarf wrapped around their right arms.

They were the families of martyrs who died on the battlefield of the various realms, students, teachers, and soldiers!

There were also figures holding professional cameras on the side, taking pictures for global broadcast.

They also had white scarves wrapped around their right arms, their expressions numb.

But this was their job...

They were war correspondents, but at the same time, they were also family members of martyrs.

Ye Chen and Liu Luoli, flying in the sky above, witnessed this scene.

At the same time, some people noticed the two flying in the sky, and they quickly recognized them by their iconic wings.

It was Ye Chen and the descendant of the Blood Blade King who hadn't died yet.

There was no joy.

Their expressions remained numb, their eyes seemed to have lost hope.

Seeing this scene before him, Ye Chen suddenly felt a pang of pain, and his eyes seemed to be burning with divine fire.

"Your enemies, I will avenge them," murmured Ye Chen under his breath.

But wasn't he also one of them?

He was just more powerful, and his teacher had also died on the battlefield of the heavens.

Suddenly, Ye Chen noticed.

Among the crowd, there was a woman.

Walking in the rain, there was a child of about eight or nine years old, wearing a yellow raincoat, with a blank expression.

Ye Chen's expression suddenly became excited.

Because this eight or nine-year-old child looked remarkably similar to his teacher, Lu Gang.

Inside the child's body.

He could clearly feel a bloodline aura that was the same as Lu Gang's.

The bloodline of a Martial King!

This was his teacher's child!

In Liu Luoli's puzzled gaze, the wings of the divine and demonic beings folded, and Ye Chen descended from the sky, stopping in front of the woman.

Boom!

Above the sky, a thunderous sound rang out, covering up the sound of his knees hitting the ground.

In the eyes of the crowd, which were devoid of light.

Ye Chen knelt down in front of the woman with a loud crash.

"Master Mother..."

Opening his cracked lips, Ye Chen called out to the woman, his voice incredibly hoarse.

"Are you Daddy's disciple?"

The innocent words of the child echoed in Ye Chen's ears.

Suddenly, the woman's expression became excited, covering her mouth, and burst into tears.

As a mother.

Even if the sky were to collapse, it wouldn't break her, but under Ye Chen's words of "Master Mother," she cried bitterly.

At this moment, the camera's lens panned over.

Seeing this scene.

Countless people watching the live broadcast of the funeral on their screens had red eyes and tears streaming down their faces.

There were families of martyrs all over the country.

Young people, or perhaps the elderly, almost everyone who became a warrior "set foot on the path of no return to the battlefield of the heavens.

Death couldn't crush them.

What often crushed them was just a moment of empathy.

After waiting for dozens of minutes, Ye Chen continued to kneel in front of her, bowing his head.

"Ye Chen, Master Mother accepts your intentions, get up."

After the woman's emotions calmed down, she stepped forward and helped Ye Chen up, slowly speaking.

Hearing this, Ye Chen stood up.

Under the baptism of the Dragon Elephant Prison's strength, his figure was well-proportioned.

But in the eyes of the crowd, he exuded a majestic aura like Mount Tai and the North Star.

"Come, tell your brother your name."

Reaching out, Ye Chen held the child in his arms and spoke gently.

The latter was obedient and didn't struggle at all.

Although they had spent a short time together, he knew early on.

His teacher, Lu Gang, although of common birth and not outstanding among his peers, eventually became a Martial King realm powerhouse.

He had his own family, a son.

He thought he would only see them at the funeral, but he didn't expect to meet them here.

There was no trace of the Martial King family's demeanor.

Just like ordinary people, it was good.

"I'm Lu Xingran, the star of the stars. Daddy said I am the guiding star that leads him home on the battlefield of the heavens."

Lu Xingran said, extending his finger and pointing to the cloudy sky.

In his bright black eyes, there was purity and flawlessness.

His voice was crisp and clear, even under the cover of the rain, it could still resound throughout the entire street.

As if he didn't know.

That his father had already left him forever...