Limitless Ascension: Strength Amid Adversity – Chapter 195

“Master, save me!” Hong Qianye yelled in panic, her gaze landing on a familiar figure, as if she had clutched onto a lifeline.

A group of chickens and a donkey turned to look, and when they saw Ye Junlin, it was like they had been struck by lightning, freezing in their tracks.

The air instantly thickened.

Ye Junlin was a bit confused; why did these livestock seem so odd?

Among them, an old hen stealthily approached Ye Junlin, as if verifying something. After confirming, tears suddenly flowed from her eyes, flapping her wings excitedly and crowing:

“Cluck, cluck~!!!”

Suddenly, the entire courtyard erupted in excitement.

Fish jumped joyfully in the pond, the chickens happily circled Ye Junlin, and even the donkey stood on its hind legs as if doing a tap dance…

Clearly, they were welcoming the young man’s arrival!

“How interesting, haha.” Ye Junlin was amused by this sight.

At the same time, he glanced sideways at Hong Qianye, as if to say, “What are you so scared of?”

In the corner, Hong Qianye looked bewildered.

What was going on here?

Trying to play favorites, huh?

Noting Ye Junlin’s scornful gaze, Hong Qianye felt a billion points of damage to her self-esteem.

She quickly defended herself, “Master, you don’t know how terrifying they are!”

“This bunch of chickens are actually phoenixes, the fish in the pond are Five-Clawed Golden Dragons, that donkey is an unparalleled great demon, and even the grass on the ground is a deadly creature that can slay immortals!”

Upon hearing this, Ye Junlin was stunned. Was this for real?

He scrutinized this group of livestock with a scrutinizing gaze.

Thinking back, the outside looked like a primitive forest, yet here was a courtyard. This must have been the residence of that past big shot. Could the beings here be as simple as they appeared?

Moreover, they had survived since ancient times!

Ye Junlin squatted down, stroking his mouth, examining the old hen before him. No matter how he looked at it, it felt ordinary, nothing special.

Given the possibility that it might be an esteemed elder, Ye Junlin took the initiative and politely said, “Hen, you’re beautiful!”

“Cluck, cluck~!”

Flattered, the old hen joyfully flapped her wings, seeming to appreciate the young man’s compliment.

“Whoa, it really understands,” Ye Junlin remarked with interest. “Then let me ask you, is what my disciple just said true?”

“Cluck?” The hen tilted her head, showing confusion.

Ye Junlin then glanced at the other livestock, all wore blank expressions.

“Master, they’re all faking it!” Hong Qianye passionately accused. After all, she had been terrified not long ago and still felt shaken thinking back on it.

Seeing the group of livestock acting innocent, Hong Qianye was driven to rage.

Upon hearing this, Ye Junlin’s eyes flickered, and he began to guess.

He turned his gaze towards the little donkey, and his eyes lit up. He walked over, patted its head, and joked, “Little Grey, we meet again.”

He could tell that this quirky little donkey was the same one he had tamed in the chicken-eating battle during the third round—it was clearly modeled after this very donkey, likely added in by Liu Huangshu for fun.

The little donkey was confused, thinking, “We’ve clearly never met before, so why say ‘again’?”

“Eeyore! Eeyore! Eeyore!” The little donkey expressed its discontent with the name “Little Grey,” feeling it lacked any swag.

Ye Junlin’s hand trembled. His face darkened instantly; that donkey’s braying was too obnoxious, it was like a curse!

He recalled that little donkey from the battle had never brayed like that before. Clearly, the voice setting was modified.

“If you keep braying, I’ll turn you into donkey meat!” Ye Junlin said menacingly.

“Eeyore…” The little donkey was startled and promptly shut its mouth.

Ye Junlin picked up a mud jar that had fallen to the ground and placed it back on the stone table. The grass inside stood tall, seemingly paying homage to the young man’s arrival.

“Since you all don’t want to talk, I won’t ask. I trust you’ll voluntarily tell me in the future.”

Ye Junlin surveyed the courtyard with an indifferent expression and said, “Little Hong.”

“Disciple here!”

“Let’s go.”

“Ah, we’re leaving just like that?”

“You don’t want to leave? Then stay here with them.”

With that, Ye Junlin stepped out of the courtyard, ready to close the wooden door.

“No, no, no! I’ m going! I’ll leave right now!” Hong Qianye, recalling the terrifying scene and looking at the livestock, turned pale and scrambled out of the courtyard like her butt was on fire.

Creeeak, the wooden door shut once more.

Ye Junlin clasped his hands behind him and strolled a few steps before turning back to take a long, meaningful look.

“Master, you…” Hong Qianye realized this silver-haired youth definitely knew something, which was why he didn’t ask too many questions in the courtyard.

“Don’t ask; if you know, you know!” Ye Junlin shrugged and turned to leave.

Hong Qianye stood there for a few seconds, then hurried after him, grumbling to herself, “Riddle man.”

He glanced back at the small courtyard—

and couldn’t help but shiver.

Too terrifying! It was just too terrifying!

If that group of immortals from the Central Region entered, they’d probably come screaming out in fright.

This little courtyard was basically the most dangerous forbidden zone in the Kunlun Realm!

While walking, Ye Junlin reflected on what had just happened, and a glint sparkled in his eyes.

Logically speaking, he had already inherited Fallen Immortal Island, and he should rightfully be the “god” here. Yet upon entering that courtyard, he felt an overwhelming sensation beyond his control!

“Could it be that I still haven’t reached the standard for the highest authority?” Ye Junlin mused inwardly.

After pondering, that was the only possibility!

He realized that those chickens, goldfish, and donkey in the courtyard, along with that pot of grass and even the willow tree, probably had very prestigious backgrounds.

For some special reason, they could only stay in that courtyard, and their friendly and warm attitude towards him might be because they recognized him as the new island master.

“Could it be they think the timing isn’t right and are hiding something from me?”

“Forget it; it’s all mine to manage anyway. As long as they stay here, they’ll tell me the truth one day.”

Understanding all this, Ye Junlin hummed a little tune.

You don’t rush; I won’t rush either.

Whatever!

In the courtyard.

“Cluck, cluck~!”

A loud crowing echoed.

The old hen, puffing her chest, showed off and boasted, “Did you see? The new island master just praised me for my beauty!”

“The new island master is spot on; Granny Phoenix is indeed beautiful!” another hen chimed in.

“This new island master has a real eye for talent; the last one never said anything nice about me. What a difference!” the old hen sighed.

Clearly, Ye Junlin’s compliment of “Hen, you’re beautiful,” won her favor.

“Eeyore, eeyore; I’m feeling hurt here! This new island master isn’t much better than that Liu guy, wanting to make me into donkey meat!”

The little donkey complained, “Plus, calling me Little Grey? That name’s totally lame!”

“Humph, be grateful! Who could stand you with your attitude?” the old hen shot back, now acting as Ye Junlin’s defender after earning goodwill from his compliment.

“Pff!”

The little donkey spat, looking down on her, “You’re quick to side with the new island master without realizing your status! Just look at you—a chicken! What normal person thinks a chicken is beautiful? You actually believed the compliment?”

Upon hearing this,

the old hen instantly filled with rage, adopting a combat stance, “Dumb donkey, you asking for a fight, huh?”

“Eeyore, eeyore, come on and hit me!” The little donkey swung its head, taunting.

As a former unparalleled great demon, it had the capital to challenge the old phoenix.

“Granny Phoenix, we’re here to help you!” A flock of chickens started flapping their wings, ready to peck the little donkey.

“Come on! I’ll take you all out!” The little donkey lifted its shiny black hoof boastfully.

“Let’s get it on!”

The goldfish in the pond were bubbling and wide-eyed, clearly enjoying the show.

The grasses in the mud jar began to sway as if cheering them on.

“Everyone, quiet down!”

At that moment, a cool female voice suddenly resonated, carrying an authoritative air.

In an instant,

the previously noisy courtyard fell completely silent.

The fish shrank their heads back in fear, and the grasses within the jar stood upright.

Whether it was the senior hen or the arrogant little donkey, they all fell silent, not daring to speak.

With fearful gazes, they cautiously looked at that willow tree.

And that willow tree was the highest-ranking being in the entire courtyard!