After that, Zichen began to continue cultivating spiritual power, exercising his body, training killer skills, alchemy, and sometimes teasing Xiao Ding and pinching Xiao Ding's face, so that he had been in the Purple Ring for 3 years, because Xiao Qing notified Ye Batian that he was back, and ended his training in the Purple Ring.

"Chen'er!" As soon as I got back to my room, I heard an urgent voice coming from outside the room.

When he opened the door, he saw a middle-aged man rushing over, holding Zichen in his arms, feeling the stiffness of Zichen's body for a moment, Ye Batian thought that the injury on Zichen's body had not healed, and immediately blamed himself.

"What's wrong? Chen'er, is the injury on your body still healed? Ye Batian anxiously carried Zichen to the chair in the room, and then began to investigate Zichen's injuries, feeling that Zichen had no internal injuries and was relieved. Three days and eleven days are fine, it seems that Chen'er should have taken the healing pill.

"Grandpa, Chen'er is already fine, look!" Zichen smiled innocently, stood on the ground and gave Night Batian a circle.

"Chen'er, don't worry, I will definitely make the people who hurt you pay, my granddaughter is not something that others can bully!" Night Batian's domineering voice said, taking advantage of the time he was out to start bullying his favorite granddaughter, isn't this slapping his old face?

"Chen'er, if you have any grievances in the future, tell your grandfather, and your grandfather will be angry with you, okay?"

Ye Batian retreated sternly in front of his granddaughter, and said to Zichen gently, but he didn't notice that Chen'er, who used to talk about Rourou, didn't have his usual cowardice today, and now Zichen has become confident.

"Grandpa, I'll take care of this by myself." Zichen's simple and naïve face was firm, staring at Ye Batian tightly, just seeing that Ye Batian's eyes were only worried about himself and not false, Zichen's smile was even brighter and more sincere.

"Chen'er, you ......" Now the Night Tyrant genius found that his granddaughter was a little strange, and he no longer had the cowardice he had before, and he became confident, if it weren't for the face that was exactly the same as his granddaughter, he wouldn't have recognized it.

"Good!" I don't know why, seeing Zichen's confident appearance, Night Batian couldn't help but choose to believe Zichen.

looked at Zichen's bright face with a smile, but Ye Batian saw bloodlust in those eyes, "Maybe this is a good thing, so that no one can bully Chen'er" Chen'er never told herself when she was bullied before, and she hid it from herself, probably because she was afraid that she would be embarrassed, but such an empathetic person can't cultivate, and she is often bullied by others, and she has no evidence, so she can only warn the person who bullied her, but these people promised very well on the surface, but they still kept bullying Chen'er behind their backs, Night Tyrant's eyes were full of distress.

After talking for a while, Ye Batian left, and Zichen didn't tell Ye Batian about what he could cultivate, "Let's tell him about what he can cultivate after a while" Of course, now Zichen has reached the second order of the Spirit Saint after three years of hard work in the purple ring, and now he can refine the four-grade pill and holy weapon.

The 10-year-old Spirit Sect, the fourth-grade alchemy master, the refining master of the low-level holy weapons, may be the only one in the world!