That's right, it was precisely the Vice Hall Master of the Ten Heavenly Emperor Palace.
Chi Xue Dijun, a peerless Monarch of his generation.
In the courtyard, Chi Xue Dijun was dressed in snow-white robes, his silver hair tied up in a crown, looking like an elegant scholar, gentle as jade. He looked at Ye Chen with a faint smile and said, "Young friend, it's been a long time."
Upon seeing the visitor, Ye Chen quickly pushed the door open and walked out, cupping his fists from a distance. "This junior pays his respects to Senior Chi Xue Dijun!"
In the courtyard, there was a stone table with three stone stools arranged around it.
Chi Xue Dijun naturally sat down and also gestured for Ye Chen to take a seat, as if he were the master here, not Ye Chen.
Ye Chen felt somewhat restrained. No matter how high his current achievements were, when facing a Monarch who had transcended the Sovereign realm and looked towards the Supreme One, a so-called quasi-Sovereign was merely a slightly stronger ordinary person.
One must know that a suspected heaven-defying quasi-Sovereign like the Haotian War God had already put Ye Chen in such a sorry state, let alone a Chi Xue Dijun who was countless times more powerful.
Probably a single finger would be enough to kill Ye Chen countless times over.
Of course, Ye Chen was also very puzzled about the purpose of Chi Xue Dijun's sudden appearance.
One doesn't visit the Three Treasures Hall without a reason. He wouldn't believe that Chi Xue Dijun had come to him without cause just to reminisce; in fact, they didn't have that kind of relationship.
Chi Xue Dijun didn't speak either. With a wave of his hand, a complete set of tea utensils appeared. He began brewing tea directly, using Dao fire to burn, and it was the power of Monarch Rules.
The runes within were densely packed, clearly not just a few, but hundreds or even thousands, yet they were being used in such a manner to brew tea. One had to admit it was an extreme luxury.
Between his fingers, which were even more delicate and fair than a woman's, two tea leaves appeared.
These two tea leaves were quite special. One was shaped like an ancient cauldron, the other like a Dao pagoda. They fell into the boiling immortal spring water, and in an instant, endless auspicious light surged forth, carrying densely packed Great Dao Runes, and even faintly revealing the power of Monarch Rules—truly extraordinary.
However, all these auspicious lights were confined within this courtyard.
Chi Xue Dijun flicked a faint ray of light into the teapot with his finger, and then all the strange phenomena disappeared.
The tea seemed to be just ordinary tea.
A moment later, the spring water in the teapot boiled, and strands of fragrant aroma wafted forth.
Gurgle—
He personally poured the tea. The tea water fell into two prepared teacups, each with a tea leaf floating and sinking within, possessing a particularly unique charm.
"Try the Dao tea I've brewed."
Chi Xue Dijun looked at Ye Chen, smiling before he even spoke, making one feel as if bathed in a spring breeze. He made a gesture of invitation.
"Then this junior will respectfully comply."
Ye Chen didn't hesitate. If the other party intended to harm him, even a reincarnated Great Emperor would find it difficult to be a match for such a Monarch.
He took a light sip. The tea entered his mouth, but instead of any warmth, it transformed into endless Great Dao Runes that flowed into his body, causing his entire being to glow with radiant light.
Pfft—
A faint, soft sound was heard. Ye Chen felt that the few Monarch Rules within his body had completely dissolved and disappeared, vanishing without a trace.
Then, infinite insights appeared in his mind, half-understood, half-not, allowing him to comprehend many things in an instant, yet also forget many things.
In the end, after digesting that one sip of Dao tea, all the injuries within his body were completely healed.
Faintly, he felt his understanding of the power of Monarch Rules had deepened by another level.
Good tea!
Truly top-grade tea!
Both the tea set and the water used for brewing were extraordinary.
Especially looking at the cauldron-shaped tea leaf floating in the teacup, one could sense infinite wondrous charm.
He knew this was definitely not ordinary Dao tea.
He sighed lightly in his heart. Monarchs were indeed extraordinary; even the tea leaves used for brewing were first-class immortal-grade items.
Immediately after, Ye Chen drank a second sip of tea.
Buzz—
Endless Great Dao Runes surged skyward once more, continuously emerging within his mouth and rushing towards his limbs and bones.
Insights welled up.
This cycle repeated. For a full two hours, though it was only a small cup of Dao tea, just three or four sips, he finally finished drinking it.
Chi Xue Dijun watched all of this calmly the entire time, observing as Ye Chen's aura completely withdrew inward, making him seem like an ordinary person. Yet, his eyes had clearly become much more profound, as if he had experienced endless years, carrying a hint of vicissitude.
He said, "How is the tea?"
"The tea is good tea!"
Ye Chen replied.
Simple words, plain sentences, without flowery language, yet it was the highest praise.
Concise and to the point!
Ye Chen rose from the stone stool and bowed towards Chi Xue Dijun. "Thank you, Senior, for bestowing this tea!"
Today, by drinking this tea, not only were all his injuries healed, but his cultivation also faintly advanced a step further, drawing closer to the realm of the tenth Divine King tribulation.
Chi Xue Dijun smiled faintly. "Only because you are a fated one!"
"A fated one?"
Ye Chen was slightly taken aback, but Chi Xue Dijun didn't elaborate further on this topic. He said, "Over this period of time, your performance has been under my observation. It can be said, Battle Saint King, you are truly remarkable. Looking across the Ten Heavens Ancient Domain, you can be considered the number one among the current younger generation."
If others said this title, one might think there was some exaggeration.
Because other Imperial Sons, Imperial Maidens, and offspring of Immortal Dao were all tempering themselves within the secret realms left by their fathers, constantly growing.
But the Ten Heavenly Emperor Palace, as the most transcendent force in the Ten Heavens Ancient Domain, was not even slightly dared to be offended by the various Emperor Clans or Immortal Clans. Moreover, it had Monarchs serving as Vice Hall Masters, like Chi Xue Dijun, and the most mysterious Hall Master was suspected to be a Supreme One.
For such a lofty Ten Heavenly Emperor Palace that looked down upon the mortal world, such an evaluation from a Vice Hall Master naturally carried little exaggeration.
Yet Ye Chen was very modest. "Senior praises me too highly; this junior does not deserve it."
Chi Xue Dijun smiled. "If you are not qualified to be the number one of the younger generation, then who is? Of course, the Divine Emperor's Son and Chu Shenjun are also in seclusion. Their fathers are either the strongest Emperors or Immortal Kings, and the secret realm worlds they left behind are extraordinary, allowing them to be tempered to the greatest extent. How strong their current cultivation is, I am not too clear either."
The so-called number one of the current younger generation was only under the circumstance that the other Imperial Sons, Imperial Maidens, and Immortal Dao offspring were in seclusion.
If they all emerged from seclusion, it would really be hard to say.
Of course, this was only in reference to a limited few like the Divine Emperor's Son and Chu Shenjun.
Chi Xue Dijun continued, "However, your human race is indeed astonishing. There's you, there's Yuan Yang Divine King, there's Zhao Chen, there's the Human Emperor's Son, and there's your wife, Yu Qing. Many years ago, there was another one as well. His aptitude was truly heaven-defying, stunningly peerless, not inferior to any of you."
When speaking of that person, Chi Xue Dijun did not spare any praise.
Ye Chen was slightly stunned. Who was it?
"Speaking of which, this person is also from your human race," Chi Xue Dijun said with a faint smile, looking at Ye Chen with a meaningful gaze.
Hearing this, Ye Chen's eyes immediately narrowed slightly. He knew who it was.
The Divine Son, Qian Xunyue!