Brothers can do well, but not too well

"You mean Ye Fan killed quite a few Ji Family disciples in Quzhou, then got hunted down again?"

Qin Sheng rubbed his forehead. Ever since Ye Fan had left Spirit Ruins Paradise, every piece of news about him had either been about him being hunted down or on his way to being hunted down.

He had just captured a few demons, and now a few devils had appeared.

Yao Xi nodded. "Little Brother Ye has the Ancient Desolate Saint Body, and he also possesses a cauldron forged from the Mother Qi Source Root. Many people have their eyes on him."

"Honestly, if he weren't your close friend, Saint Son, I would definitely have been tempted too."

"The Mother Qi Source Root is an exclusive Sacred Artifact of Great Emperors. In the entire Eastern Wilderness, only you, Saint Son, possess something of that level. No one can ignore it."

Yao Xi was very candid about this.

Qin Sheng glanced at her. "It's a good thing you didn't go. Otherwise, your name would have gone down in history."

"Go down in history?" Yao Xi was confused. What did he mean?

Qin Sheng had no intention of explaining.

Yao Xi continued, "Many people believe that the reason you're so powerful, Saint Son, is inseparable from possessing a Great Emperor's Sacred Artifact. If they could obtain a Black Yellow Source Root too, perhaps they could catch up to you."

Qin Sheng laughed. "So when they're weak, they can blame heaven and earth, but they never consider that the problem might be themselves."

"That is human nature."

Yao Xi asked curiously, "Saint Son, did you give Little Brother Ye his Black Yellow Source Root?"

"You have it backward."

Qin Sheng shook his head. "He gave my Source Root to me."

Yao Xi froze. "He had