Taiwu Immortal Sect.
After everyone returned, Ye Zhen Tian imdiately locked himself in seclusion on Zhen Tian Peak, leaving a ssage that no one should disturb him. Clearly, he was planning to comprehend the secrets of the Dao Artifact.
When the disciples of the sect learned that Ye Zhen Tian had obtained a Dao Artifact, they were all extrely envious and jealous. So True Disciples who hadn’t gone to the Abyss Sea nearly spat out a mouthful of blood upon hearing the news.
They stomped their feet and pounded their chests, loudly lanting that they should have gone along.
Maybe that Dao Artifact could have been theirs.
What was even more buzzworthy, though, was that after ng Qingyao returned to her peak, she shut herself in. So disciples gossiped that from outside her room, one could hear the sound of objects being smashed inside, continuing for quite so ti. It frightened Xi Xi so much that she stood outside banging on the door, insisting on going in.
In the end, ng Qingyao walked out as if nothing had happened, her face expressionless.
She was still the sa First Senior Sister of Xuanjian Peak in everyone’s eyes.
When news of the Abyss Sea incident spread, most sects were stunned.
The long-standing Secret Realm of the Abyss Sea had been destroyed just like that. But what’s even more intriguing is this—who exactly was the lunatic who ca rushing out of the Secret Realm at the end?
And why did they kill a Supre Yang Immortal Sect Elder on the spot?
What hidden truths lie within?
As for Ye Zhen Tian, he beca the biggest winner, drawing the attention of many True Disciples from other sects. This man now had a Dao Artifact. His combat power would receive a massive boost, making him soone to be reckoned with.
"Mother, this is how it went. From beginning to end, the Abyss Sea was a conspiracy." Lin Fan narrated the story to his mother, who was standing at the edge of the cliff.
On the other side of the cliff lay a vast, boundless sky. Clouds drifted peacefully, and occasionally, white cranes spread their wings and glided by.
"Fan Er, based on what you’ve said, this person’s cultivation must be unfathomable. He is undoubtedly an ancient powerhouse. Even for a True Immortal to co back to life is exceedingly difficult. It would require unparalleled treasures as aids and a perfect place to nourish the body. You said that he was seated in a Blood Pool, using blood to nourish his body, with a talisman stuck to his forehead."
"These must all be peerless treasures."
Wei You, not having seen it herself, naturally didn’t know what these items truly were. However, with her extensive knowledge, she could deduce their exceptional nature.
"Mother, could the Blood Pool itself be a treasure?" Lin Fan asked, deeply regretful. Heaven had denied him his opportunity. It only gave him one talisman—why not give him everything? The re thought that the Blood Pool was also a treasure filled him with despair. Such a peerless item had been right before his eyes, yet he failed to recognize it. How could he not be upset?
Wei You lightly tapped Lin Fan on the head. "My foolish son, of course it is. Returning from death is an extraordinary feat, not sothing achievable by re powerful cultivation. It absolutely requires miraculous treasures. Although I don’t know exactly what the Blood Pool is, I suspect it can prevent the dissolution of Immortal foundations within the body, allowing them to persist through eternity."
"In addition to preserving the Immortal foundation, it would be necessary to suppress the Divine Soul within the body to prevent its dissipation. Therefore, I surmise that the talisman likely serves the purpose of stabilizing the Divine Soul."
"These two unparalleled treasures, if made known, would inevitably provoke a mad scramble, rivers of blood, and countless deaths."
Though Wei You’s tone was casual, Lin Fan found her words to be nothing short of earth-shattering.
Too terrifying.
And the lunatic wielding these two treasures—how strong must they be? Just thinking about it made his hair stand on end.
Plus, he’d taken that maniac’s talisman.
Wouldn’t the lunatic co to kill him?
So scary. So nerve-wracking. So... exciting?
"Enough, Fan Er. Stop dwelling on this. The world is vast and full of wonders. Never underestimate its strongest figures. Many ancient powerhouses still exist; they simply remain hidden. Therefore, when outside, you must be polite and humble," Wei You advised. The stronger one is, the more mysteries one encounters. Only then does one realize how terrifying this world truly is.
"If you disregard everyone, soone will eventually set you straight."
"Yes, Mother, I understand." Lin Fan nodded.
After his experiences in the Abyss Sea, he’d co to realize how filled with danger the world was—full of traps and hidden sches.
Wei You pointed to a distant mountain peak. "Go take a look—that’s the mountain I prepared for you."
Far away, Lin Fan saw a mountain, beautiful and vibrant, wreathed in mist. He’d noticed it earlier but never imagined his mother had prepared it for him. Overco with joy, he imdiately headed toward his mountain to explore it.
Wei You watched Lin Fan’s retreating figure, a faint smile on her face.
The Sect Leader appeared beside her out of thin air. "Senior Sister, a Demon King has already appeared at Kunyu Mountain. The scent has attracted several lesser demons."
"Junior Brother, why so concerned? It’s just a re Void Realm Demon King. If it dares to co out, I’ll make sure it dies a bloody death." Wei You seed utterly unfazed, treating the Demon King as nothing more than a minor inconvenience.
"But Fan Er just told about the Abyss Sea incident, which has piqued my curiosity. I wonder which ancient powerhouse has appeared."
The Sect Leader looked grave, his mind also on the Abyss Sea.
All the famous and nad ancient monsters were accounted for. But this new one was entirely unfamiliar, raising his vigilance. Any major change could reshape the world profoundly.
"Junior Brother, why the worried look? The Immortal Dao Sects of the world aren’t limited to us at the Taiwu Immortal Sect. If there’s reason to worry, it won’t just be you who needs to fret. The world is too vast and full of peril. So places even we dare not tread. Who knows what lies within them? Just because those places have remained unchanged for thousands of years doesn’t an we should ignore them. In fact, they are precisely the ones deserving the most caution," Wei You said.
The Sect Leader nodded, then asked, "Senior Sister, is it true that he once said ancient powerhouses exist within these perilous regions?"
The "he" they referred to was Wei You’s Daoist couple, who had ascended through Tribulation long ago.
"It should be true. He once explored one of these perilous regions and glimpsed an elderly man riding an unknown creature. He gave chase but always felt as though the distance between them spanned horizons. Eventually, he fell into a deadly formation and barely escaped. When he tried to find the old man again, he had already disappeared." Wei You shared this secret, one scarcely known to others.
The Sect Leader grew even more solemn. For a True Immortal expert to encounter a deadly formation and barely escape—well, what did that signify?
It ant there were countless secrets they were unaware of.
...
"This mountain suits my temperant perfectly. To have a mother is truly a blessing—she prepared everything so well." Lin Fan took the steps one by one instead of flying up. He wanted to take in the scenery along the way.
Spirit Plants grew along the cliffs, inhaling and exhaling Spiritual Energy, making the mountain’s Spiritual Energy significantly richer than other places.
It was slowly becoming an optimal spot for cultivation.
Step by step, he climbed until he reached the summit.
Before him lay newly constructed houses, densely packed, magnificent, and majestic. From now on, this would be his mountain—Lin Fan’s mountain.
"The mountain is here. Now it needs a na. But what should I call it?"
Lin Fan fell into deep thought. This was a surprisingly complex issue, one that most people’s minds would struggle to solve. And he wasn’t sure his own could figure it out, either.
Choosing a na was just too hard.
Fanfan Peak?
Bah!
Totally unreliable.
The na he chose had to match his identity. In the future, he would certainly reign supre across the universe, traversing heaven and earth, pushing aside any and all obstacles in his path.
He would demolish gods, defeat buddhas—whoever dared stand in his way would be crushed.
So the na was critical.
Thinking about how that poser Ye Zhen Tian dared na his mountain Zhen Tian Peak, Lin Fan couldn’t possibly let himself be outdone.
Destroying Immortal Peak sounded pretty good.
But as Lin Fan dwelled on this thought, he suddenly felt a foreboding sense, as though he’d offended so unseen force. His heart filled with unease.
Dare to deny ? Then I’ll insist on it. That’s just how stubborn I am.
Still, given his current circumstances, keeping a low profile was best. The na could be postponed; once his strength grew, he would etch it onto the mountain.
Before leaving the mountain, Lin Fan went to find Xi Xi, Yang Gang, and the others.
Having a mountain was a big deal—he had to let them know, and he wanted to bring them over to see it.
When Xi Xi and the others arrived at the mountain, their faces were filled with envy. But Lin Fan, with a wave of his hand, invited them to choose their own rooms and stay whenever they liked.
Xi Xi hesitated. She belonged to Xuanjian Peak, and her Senior Sister would surely be furious if she found out.
Yang Gang and the others felt the sa way. But this mountain was so beautiful. Choosing a room here and staying occasionally—what a delight that would be.
In the end, after Lin Fan’s half-persuasion, half-coercion:
"Alright, I’ll take this one."
"I’ll pick that one."
Lin Fan chuckled at their hesitant yet eager expressions, then turned to Nan Gongjin. "You pick a room too."
"Yes, Brother Lin!" Nan Gongjin was ecstatic. Master Lin finally had his own mountain—this carried imnse significance.
"Brother Lin, what’s the na of this mountain going to be?"
Nan Gongjin asked eagerly.
Xi Xi and the others were also curious. They wanted to know.
Lin Fan thought for a mont, then waved them closer. The group huddled together, heads almost touching.
"I’ve had the na in mind from the start. It has to be impressive and imposing. Like that Ye Zhen Tian guy—naming his mountain Zhen Tian Peak, daring to claim he can suppress the heavens. Such arrogance. I can’t let him outdo . So I’ve decided to call it..."
"Destroying Immortal Peak. What do you think?"
Lin Fan was rather pleased with his naming skills.
But when they heard the na Lin Fan ca up with, they were all dumbfounded.
"Brother Lin, don’t you think that na is a bit... overbearing?"
"Yeah, Senior Brother. That na might attract trouble. How about choosing another one?"
"I’ve heard people say that while Immortals aren’t exactly a taboo topic, one must remain respectful. Otherwise, it could bring significant trouble. We cultivators are already defying the heavens. The heavens probably hate us already, so Destroying Heaven would at least be better than Destroying Immortal."
"Brother Lin, perhaps you should reconsider."
They tried to persuade him, hoping he would change the na.
"Never mind all that. Just tell —does the na I chose sound imposing or not?" Lin Fan asked.
"Imposing."
"Very imposing."
"Unbelievably imposing."
Lin Fan grinned. "Then it’s settled. I won’t change it. That’s the na. But for now, let’s keep it a secret. Once my cultivation is strong enough, we’ll use that na openly. By then, we won’t need to fear any trouble."
The perfect na.
As for that diocre Zhen Tian Peak na of Ye Zhen Tian’s—it was utterly unimpressive in comparison.
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