Unknowingly, Ye Chen had already stayed in the Bu family for three days.
During these three days, he wholeheartedly entered into a state of cultivation and finally consolidated his cultivation at the early stage of truth eighth stage.
Ye Chen opened the door and was ready to go outside to get some fresh air.
Although the Bu family was not a first-class aristocratic family, but the mansion was very large and was backed by a continuous mountain range. The environment was quiet and very suitable for living.
"Huh?"
Ye Chen had just taken a few steps when he glanced around and discovered a beautiful woman in a blue dress sitting inside the pavilion. She held a brush in her hand and was concentrating on drawing something. From time to time, a faint smile would appear on the corner of her mouth.
Such a scene was like a beautiful picture scroll with a melodious artistic conception.
This woman was none other than Bu Qingchen.
"Miss Bu."
Ye Chen slowly walked over and said. Although his voice was not loud, Bu Qingchen was startled and hurriedly put away the drawing paper. But because she was in such a hurry, a piece of paper was blown by the breeze and fell at Ye Chen's feet.
Ye Chen picked up the drawing paper and glanced at it. He was stunned.
A handsome young man was drawn on the paper. His face was resolute, and his eyes were like the stars in the sky. They were extremely deep. At this moment, the young man had his hands behind his back. His back was straight as he raised his head to look at the sky. He emitted an unyielding and unyielding expression, as if he dared to fight against the heavens alone, unyielding and unyielding.
This young man was none other than Ye Chen.
"Give it back to me!"
When Ye Chen was in a daze, Bu Qingchen quickly walked over and snatched the drawing paper. She carefully dried the dust on it and then folded it and put it in her bosom. It seemed that this drawing was very precious.
"Miss Bu, is the young man you drew called Ye Chen?" Ye Chen scratched his head and pretended to be indifferent.
"What?
You also know Ye Chen? "
Bu Qingchen was stunned and asked. At the same time, she answered indirectly that the person she drew was indeed Ye Chen.
"I don't know Ye Chen, but I have heard about him many times."
Ye Chen chuckled, then changed the topic and asked, "However, according to what I know, that Ye Chen isn't a kind person. His methods are ruthless, and he's extremely bloodthirsty. He killed Yan Tiexin, eighteen geniuses of the Stellar Pavilion, and even Duanmu Feng. Could it be that you have a grudge with him, and that's why you drew his portrait?"
Before Ye Chen could finish his words, Bu Qingchen's face darkened and her eyes emitted a chilling aura.
This sort of feeling actually caused Ye Chen's heart to palpitate, and he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. His face twitched as he asked, "Could it be that I'm wrong?"
"Wrong, you are absolutely wrong!"
Bu Qingchen rebuked angrily. She was not as weak as she usually was. At this moment, her whole body was emitting flames of anger. She glared at Ye Chen and sneered: "You people only know about Ye Chen through hearsay. How can you really understand him?
If he is an evil and cruel person, then in this world, who dares to call himself a kind person? "
"A few months ago, I went to the Qinwu Dynasty to find a way to get rid of the poison. By chance, I was lucky enough to witness the Sect Summit of the Qinwu Dynasty."
As Bu Qingchen spoke, she looked into the distance, as if she was immersed in a beautiful memory.
"At that time, on the Qinjiang River, the water was surging, and the atmosphere was heavy. Ye Chen killed the three geniuses of the Heavenly Deity Palace by himself. His aura was tyrannical, and his aura was magnanimous. He did not show any fear at all. He even dared to fight the elders of the Heavenly Deity Palace. How can such a wild and arrogant person be a bloodthirsty person?"
As she spoke, Bu Qingchen did not hide the admiration in her heart. This made Ye Chen feel somewhat embarrassed. He said weakly: "However, he did indeed kill the geniuses of the Tianyan Dynasty. At the same time, he also insulted the Tianyan Dynasty. Don't you hate him?"
"Hate?
Why would I hate him? "
Bu Qingchen countered with a question. A faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. She said slowly: "If those geniuses did not cross Ye Chen's bottom line, why would Ye Chen attack in anger? The Starry Pavilion, the Tianyan Dynasty, the Five Poison Sect, and even the disciples of the so-called Prominent Clans were all a bunch of arrogant and unreasonable people. By killing them, Ye Chen was eliminating evil for the people.
Seeing Ye Chen remain silent, Bu Qingchen sighed and said helplessly: "Forget it. After all, you are not standing at the same height as Ye Chen. Naturally, you will not understand what I am saying."
"Thump!"
Hearing Bu Qingchen's words, Ye Chen's body trembled slightly, and he almost fell to the ground.
He raised his head and looked into Bu Qingchen's eyes. He didn't know why, but he found it hard to speak. He didn't dare to imagine what would happen if Bu Qingchen knew that the person he admired was standing right in front of him and listening to him speak so many words of admiration.
"The two of you are whispering here. What are you talking about?"
At that moment, a deep voice was heard, which startled both Bu Qingchen and Ye Chen.
They looked over and saw Bu Wentian slowly walking toward them with a smile on his face. His pace was neither fast nor slow, but it was filled with a strong aura. It felt like he was as steady as Mount Tai, without the slightest hint of weakness from before.
"Father, you're awake!"
Bu Qingchen was overjoyed. She immediately went up to Bu Wentian and looked him up and down.
In the end, tears rolled down her cheeks.
For the past six months, she had been thinking about Bu Wentian's health all the time, even going as far as to travel to the Qinwu Dynasty. How could she not be happy now that Bu Wentian had finally recovered?
"Chen 'er, you've suffered a lot during this time."
Bu Wentian wiped away the tears on Bu Qingchen's face. He glanced at them and went down on one knee in front of Ye Chen, "Thank you, Ye Gongzi, for saving me."
"Please get up."
Ye Chen helped Bu Wentian up and said with a smile, "I only did my best. There's no need to be so courteous, Master Bu. As I said before, I helped you get rid of the poison, and you'll forge arrows for me. It's a deal, we don't owe each other anything."
Hearing Ye Chen's words, Bu Fengtian was touched. Ye Chen's words were meant to make him feel like he owed Ye Chen a favor.
"Ye Gongzi is right. I'm being unreasonable."
Bu Wentian chuckled and said, "Since I've recovered, I'll forge arrows for Ye Gongzi right away. I have a feeling that I'll be able to forge the best set of arrows."
"Okay." Ye Chen nodded and followed Bu Wentian to the forging room.
The news of Bu Wentian's recovery soon spread throughout the Bu Clan.
Everyone was overjoyed. After all, Bu Wentian was the master of the Bu Clan. Now that he had fully recovered and his cultivation had improved, he would definitely be able to revive the Bu Clan.
"Humph!"
Inside the secret chamber, Bu Pingtian humphed in anger. His eyes turned red like a wild beast that was about to devour its prey.
"Father, please calm down."
Buzheng comforted him, which made Bu Pingtian even angrier. He shouted, "Calm down?
How can I calm down?
I didn't expect Bu Wentian to recover so quickly and step into the middle stage of truth eighth stage. If we let him regain his reputation in this short period of time, won't our plan fail? "
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.
Bu Pingtian regretted not killing Ye Chen. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so upset. Everything was Ye Chen's fault.
"Don't worry, Bu Wentian will never regain his reputation. The entire Bu Clan will eventually fall into our hands."