"Yes!"
Ye Chen nodded slightly. At Ye Mian's words, much of the anger in his heart faded.
Ye Mian continued, "Chen, don't blame yourself. You're still young. You've only just become a Quasi-Emperor, and you have plenty of room to grow. One day, you might even attain the Dao and become a Great Emperor. In my eyes, you'll always be the best. Fang Chen can't compare to you at all. You lost one Kirin Arm this time, but that's nothing. You still have the Nirvana Immortal Eyes and another Kirin Arm. The Nirvana Immortal Eyes are even more powerful than the Kirin Arm. As long as you devote yourself to cultivating them and unlock their potential, your strength will rise quickly. Always remember: a single victory or defeat means nothing. The strong grow through setbacks!"
"Yes!"
Ye Chen nodded hard and said to Ye Mian, "Father, I understand. I'll work hard. Go attend to your affairs. I'm going to cultivate!"
"Good!"
Ye Mian nodded, then turned and left Ye Chen's cultivation grounds.
By then, the Saints who had watched the battle in the Southern Wastes had sent recordings of it back to their respective sects and Sacred Grounds. The footage had begun to spread across the Central Barrens.
"Wow, I never thought Ye Chen was so strong. He could actually hold his own against Fang Chen!"
"Hmph. Next to Fang Chen, Ye Chen was nothing but a jumping clown. If he hadn't stolen someone else's Nirvana Immortal Eyes and Kirin Arm, could he have become a Quasi-Emperor?"
"Exactly. I heard Ye Chen fought Yue Fan, the holy son of the Chaos Holy Land, several times back then, and Yue Fan beat him every time!"
"Next to Fang Chen, Ye Chen is trash!"
After seeing the battle between Ye Chen and