The golden Rule Power follows Ye Qiu’s thoughts, drifting around him, as if a golden river is flowing across his body. Opening his eyes, Ye Qiu’s face reveals a trace of joy; he has finally mastered the Rule Power of gold. Now, with just a thought, the Rule Power of gold quickly forms into various shapes, ready for him to manipulate, even forming attacks is an effortless matter. Ye Qiu didn’t expect that he would completely master the Rule Power of gold in such a short time, and purely depend on his understanding to achieve it. Like the previous Rule Powers, they were basically refined into pills using various rule fruits, and only after consuming them did he gradually begin to grasp the Rule Power. Rule Powers mastered through self-understanding are few. Now, being able to adeptly control the Rule Power of gold, Ye Qiu’s King Yan Fury will gain an additional aspect, greatly increasing its power. A total of seven Rule Powers, leaving only the Rule Powers of wood and electricity to complete the nine. Once he masters the nine Rule Powers, Ye Qiu will surely embark on a path of strength. He is eagerly anticipating what level he will reach after mastering the nine Rule Powers. Then, he can confidently break into higher realms. Ye Qiu once again mobilizes the Rule Power of gold, smoothly and effortlessly, quickly becoming adept with its use, not inferior to any other Rule Power. At this moment, Ye Qiu slightly tilts his head, looking outside the formation core, sensing a disturbance, as if another force is impacting it. "Almost forgot, I’ve been here comprehending Rule Power all along, don’t know how much time has passed, could someone have found this place?" Ye Qiu realizes that he seems to have spent several days here, fearing others have discovered it by now. Ye Qiu stands up, without stepping out of the formation core, feels many presences outside, and even detects several particularly strong ones. He feels the gold fragment in his arms vibrating, seemingly triggered by some reaction, what is going on? Suddenly, Ye Qiu’s expression changes, could it be the Saint Heir, have they found this place? The vibration of the gold fragment suggests to Ye Qiu the presence of a similar fragment with the Saint Heir. During his days here, the outside must have undergone significant changes; with the Saint Heir’s strength and the super adept Wood Elder present, seeking out other gold fragments doesn’t seem difficult, except he’s at the formation core, so once others are found, they will certainly come for him. Ye Qiu guessed quite accurately, and indeed that is the case. The formation core is attacked, instinctively countering, surging with a tide of weapons, but Wood Elder alone shatters a large portion of the weapons, astonishingly terrifying. "Ye Qiu, I know you’re inside, if you don’t come out, I’ll flatten Weapon Mountain entirely," the Saint Heir said blandly. Ye Qiu’s expression shifted, not expecting the Saint Heir to truly find this place. Another mass of weapons shatters, Ye Qiu walks out of the formation core, instantly drawing everyone’s focus to him. "Really here, we’ve hit the jackpot..." The one who reported to the Saint Heir bursts with joy, as this implies the Saint Heir will owe him a favor. "You native, hiding here indeed, today, let’s see who can save you," Wood Elder remarks, seeing Ye Qiu appear, furiously this time, as Ye Qiu has slipped away twice before, shaming him; this time, he won’t allow Ye Qiu to escape a third time. "Old scoundrel, we meet again," Ye Qiu responds indifferently, noticing Wood Elder glaring at him, showing no respect, entirely with a hint of mockery. "Little native, today I will absolutely not let you escape again," Wood Elder urged at Ye Qiu. Ye Qiu’s lips subtly rise, glancing at the Saint Heir and others, seeing the Demon Lord Holy Son, Turquoise Pool Saintess, and numerous seal bearers surrounding the formation core. "Did you call me earlier? Already adults, yet have an elder act as a nanny, helping you out, you Saint Heirs truly are special, needing others to serve at every turn, is this what being Heaven’s chosen ones is? Truly interesting." Finally, his gaze fixed on the Saint Heir, although this young man has never directly confronted him, he let Wood Elder act against him, and the Saint Heir’s attitude remained superior, much like an Immortal from the heavens, with an innate disdain, completely ignoring his existence. Ye Qiu deeply dislikes and disapproves of such contemptible eyes, having seen similar disdain in a few youths regarded as Heaven’s chosen ones before, however, all have been humiliated by Ye Qiu in the end, and now another Saint Heir emerges, Ye Qiu feels there’s another one needing confrontation. Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on noᴠelfire.net Faced with everyone, Ye Qiu ridicules the Saint Heir, leaving the audience stunned, as Ye Qiu’s words echoed in many minds, definitely mocking the Saint Heir as an immature child needing nanny care. The Saint Heir approached, looking at Ye Qiu without rage, notably calm, still maintaining a peaceful demeanor, even smiling. Just listening to the Saint Heir’s magnetic voice resonate: I, the Saint Heir, have fought countless battles, regardless of how arrogant my foes were beforehand, they always end up beneath my feet. I do not recall how many begged for mercy or how many heads I severed, but one thing is clear: I, the Saint Heir, kill only notable ones, as for you, you aren’t even worthy to be my adversary. The Saint Heir’s speech leisurely unfolds, yet conveying an overwhelming dominance. The peerless strength capable of slaying the skies’ divinity or vanquishing earth’s demons, from this declaration, everyone senses unmatched self-confidence. Even the Demon Lord, Turquoise Pool, Dong Hua and others are slightly inferior. This is the elegance of the foremost among the ten Saint Heirs, Taiyi! Numerous female seal bearers cannot help but feel enchanted, revealing a captivated expression. "Young master, dealing with him will dirty your hands, this minor character, I, your humble servant, will resolve for you," Wood Elder approached, unwilling for the Saint Heir to directly confront Ye Qiu, intending to tackle all troubles for the Saint Heir. Though recognizing the Saint Heir’s dominance and arrogance, Ye Qiu is merely momentarily astonished, longing to abruptly bring down such a high status youth, make him feel the abyss below, strip away his sense of superiority. Wood Elder blocks again, Ye Qiu sneers, recalling Luo Fu, promptly stating, "Old scoundrel, did the Posa Sect Saint Heir die by your hand?"