Just as he was about to leave this place and find a new place to cultivate, a voice suddenly rang out.
Several figures suddenly flew out from below Ye Chen.
"It's the Sacred Race." Ye Chen glanced at the people below him and his expression changed slightly. He immediately turned around and flew away without saying a word.
Wu Chunqiu had been killed by Ye Chen, but the conflict between him and the Sacred Race still hadn't been resolved. If Ye Chen fell into the hands of the Sacred Race, his fate would be obvious.
Ye Chen didn't know that the battle between him and Wu Chunqiu had been witnessed by everyone below.
Furthermore, the Saint Scripture Elder had already learned the truth from the Gravekeeper Old Man.
The Saint Scripture Elder smiled bitterly when he saw that Ye Chen had sensed their presence and immediately left without saying a word.
This situation clearly showed that there was a deep rift between Ye Chen and the Sacred Race.
"Ye Chen, please stop for a moment and listen to me."
The Saint Scripture Elder had no choice but to send a voice transmission to Ye Chen. "I can guarantee that we didn't come here to target you. The Gravekeeper Old Man has already told us the truth. The person who really triggered the blessings of the gods was you, not Wu Chunqiu. Furthermore, the person who killed the Sacred Race martialists was also Wu Chunqiu. It had nothing to do with you."
The Saint Scripture Elder's words made Ye Chen's figure stop abruptly.
The Gravekeeper Old Man was unfathomable, so it wasn't strange that he knew all this. However, Ye Chen found it strange that the Gravekeeper Old Man was willing to tell him all this.
The Saint Scripture Elder was overjoyed when he saw Ye Chen stop. He rushed over to Ye Chen and said, "Ye Chen, everything that happened before was a misunderstanding. Please don't take it to heart."
Ye Chen had a good impression of the Saint Scripture Elder.
However, the Saint Scripture Elder had immediately claimed that it was a misunderstanding. His eagerness to reconcile with him made Ye Chen feel very strange.
"Haha, Ye Chen, these guys finally know your value and want to negotiate with you. You'd better get something in return."
"Yeah, Ye Chen is a genius we picked out after all. After being wronged by these guys for so long, we can finally hold our heads high."
"Don't be happy too early. Who knows if these guys are deliberately trying to trick Ye Chen? The Sacred Race isn't as pure as we were in the past."
…
Before Ye Chen made a move, the Heroic Spirits in his mind, the Saint Scripture Sacred Race.
The spirits that acknowledged Ye Chen were mostly the ancestors of the Sacred Race who were buried in the ancestral graveyard.
They thought highly of Ye Chen, but the younger generation of the sacred race actually treated Ye Chen as an enemy. Regarding this point, the seniors of the sacred race were extremely dissatisfied.
Now, they could finally hold their heads up high.
Hearing the murmurs of these spirits, Ye Chen raised his head and looked at the Saint Book Elder, "Elder, you are welcome. However, I have something important to do right now, so I have to leave immediately. I'll talk to you later."
Ye Chen was in a hurry to find a place to consolidate his previous understanding, so he didn't want to waste any more time with the Saint Scripture Elder.
Since the misunderstanding had been cleared up, Ye Chen could see the Saint Scripture Elder at any time in the future if he wanted to.
"Alright, I will be staying in the ancestral cemetery for the next three months, so you can come and find me at any time during these three months. However, if you don't come, I can only look for you," the Saint Scripture Elder said with a smile.
He had come this time to observe Ye Chen.
Now that he knew that Ye Chen had triggered the blessings of the gods, he was pleasantly surprised.
If Ye Chen wasn't in a hurry, the Saint Scripture Elder wouldn't have let Ye Chen leave no matter what.
"Alright." Ye Chen nodded and rushed down the tombstone, disappearing into the ancestral cemetery.
"Saint Scripture Elder, how can you let Ye Chen leave so easily? He triggered the blessings of the gods and killed Wu Chunqiu. If he leaves the ancestral cemetery and the patriarch blames us, we won't be able to bear the consequences," a martialist behind the Saint Scripture Elder said gloomily.
Before this, almost all Sacred Race martialists had been hostile towards Ye Chen.
Unexpectedly, Ye Chen had become a genius who had triggered the blessings of the gods. This meant that Ye Chen would soon replace Wu Chunqiu's position in the Sacred Race.
This sort of change in status made most of the saint race martial artists feel as if they couldn't adapt to it.
In particular, they were about to have a great opportunity to negotiate with Ye Chen, but the Saint Scripture Elder had let Ye Chen leave so easily. This puzzled them.
The Saint Scripture Elder stared at Ye Chen's departing figure and shook his head. "It's fine. In any case, Ye Chen is now in the ancestral cemetery. At least his safety shouldn't be a problem."
The Saint Scripture Elder obviously thought highly of Ye Chen.
However, he understood that the grudge between Ye Chen and the Sacred Race was deep and it wouldn't be easy to resolve it in a short period of time. Therefore, he simply let Ye Chen leave.
"Alright, let's go back," the Saint Scripture Elder said indifferently after watching Ye Chen leave.
He led the group of Sacred Race martialists, the Saint Scripture Elder, and the others back to the Sacred Race manor.
…
After rushing down from the tombstone, Ye Chen's expression relaxed a lot.
Previously, when he was moving around the ancestral cemetery, he was constantly worried about being attacked by Sacred Race martialists.
Therefore, he had to be careful even if he was rushing.
But now, he didn't have such worries.
"Ye Chen, you've been delayed for nearly two days on the Heavenly Cemetery Island and missed the previous challenge. So now, it's best to go to the Cemetery Keeper Manor and explain the situation to the Cemetery Keeper Old Man." A Heroic Spirit's voice immediately sounded in Ye Chen's mind before he found a place to cultivate.
The Cemetery Keeper Old Man had a special status in the ancestral cemetery and had helped Ye Chen many times. This time, Ye Chen had violated the rules, so it was necessary to find the Cemetery Keeper Old Man and explain the situation.
"Alright, I'll go to the Cemetery Keeper Manor first and explain the situation. Then, I'll directly enter the dark secret room to cultivate," Ye Chen muttered.
The dark secret room was located below the Cemetery Keeper Manor.
Therefore, Ye Chen only needed to rush to the Cemetery Keeper Manor to save the time needed to find a safe place.
Whoosh!
With a turn of his body, Ye Chen rushed in the direction of the Cemetery Keeper Manor.
After spending nearly half an hour, Ye Chen arrived at the Cemetery Keeper Manor.
At this moment, the warriors surrounding the Tomb Keeper's Manor had all dispersed. The Tomb Keeper's Manor was completely silent.
"Master Chen," before Ye Chen stepped into the Cemetery Keeper Manor, a pleasantly surprised voice called out from the side.
Immediately, a ball of Extreme Yin Liquid shot out from the Tomb Keeper's manor.
"Doudou." Ye Chen looked at Doudou in surprise.
Back then, in order to avoid the pursuit of Wu Chunqiu and the others, Ye Chen and Doudou had separated and left him.
Ye Chen had originally thought that once Doudou left, she would definitely immediately flee into the depths of the ancestral cemetery and never appear before Ye Chen again.
If that was the case, even Ye Chen could only stare at her helplessly.
Unexpectedly, not only did Lil Pea not escape, he actually stayed in the Tomb Keeper's manor.
And from the looks of it, she had directly moved her main body here. The Extreme Yin Plasma in the Cemetery Keeper Manor was only a small part of Doudou's main body.
"Master Chen, it's good that you're fine. There were so many people here just now. I was scared to death."
Doudou rushed to Ye Chen. Although Doudou's face was expressionless, one could tell from her tone that she was scared out of her wits.