Chapter 2119 - 1981: The Thief’s Heart Never Dies

Chapter 2119: Chapter 1981: The Thief’s Heart Never Dies

"Thank you very much for your tremendous help, seniors!"

Stepping out of the Killing Array, Ye Fan bowed and expressed his gratitude to the three Quasi-Emperors.

"Why so distant?"

"Are you being polite with us?"

"Exactly, if we knew you’d be so formal, we wouldn’t have come."

The three Quasi-Emperors teased with laughter, saying Ye Fan’s politeness made them uncomfortable.

"Alright, let’s assume I said nothing."

Facing such Quasi-Emperors, Ye Fan had no choice but to speak reluctantly.

"You indeed said nothing."

It was rare to see Ye Fan being humble, and the playful Quasi-Emperors secretly found it amusing.

In fact, they had no complaints about Ye Fan.

What they initially admired in Ye Fan was his honest, kind, and loyal character.

If Ye Fan had said nothing, it would have made them uncomfortable instead.

Now, after humorously teasing Ye Fan, they felt particularly delighted, even ridding themselves of the fatigue from sealing the world’s passage.

"Xiao Fan, what are your plans next?"

After some laughter, the Old Bastard regained seriousness and asked.

"I want to establish a sect and create an immortal holy land."

Ye Fan revealed his plan and asked the three Quasi-Emperors for their advice.

After all, when it comes to opening a sect, he was a complete novice. Having these three living fossil-like Quasi-Emperors to help would ease his worries significantly.

A ready resource at no cost should be taken advantage of.

"You’re not going to the Xing Kong Gu Road anymore?" Seng Dao Yan asked curiously.

"No, I’m not!"

Ye Fan said, "The tempering of Xing Kong Gu Road holds little significance for me now."

The three remained silent.

They understood Ye Fan wasn’t being arrogant; he truly had the credentials to say this.

Across the entire Xing Kong Gu Road, who has a tale more intricate and extraordinary than his?

Before becoming a Saint, he swept through the Xing Kong Gu Road, battled ten Saint Lord-level strong people, and slew them all.

Note that those ten were not ordinary Saint Lord-level strong people; some had reached the Supreme Holy Master’s strength.

Yet, in Ye Fan’s hands, they were like dirt chickens and dogs, swept away with none surviving.

Now that he has become a Saint, none under the Quasi-Emperor level might be his match; thus, Xing Kong Gu Road’s training indeed holds little relevance for him.

"Xiao Fan, have you truly decided?" the Old Bastard asked gravely.

Establishing a sect and creating an immortal holy land entails numerous considerations.

First of all, the site must be in a blessed Saint Realm to ensure the holy land’s lasting heritage.

Additionally, one must possess sufficient resources to secure a position among the sects and Di Clans in the Xuan Realm.

At present, he had none of these; establishing a sect is easier said than done.

"Yes!"

Ye Fan nodded firmly; establishing a sect was imperative.

To settle the friends and relatives who followed him from Earth, he must overcome any challenge.

"Alright then!"

The Old Bastard sighed, his eyes piercing as he spoke, "Since you’ve decided, there’s nothing more for us to say."

"It’s not easy to establish a sect. If you need help anywhere, feel free to reach out to us."

The three promised Ye Fan that as long as it didn’t violate their principles, they would wholeheartedly assist him, ensuring his holy land could swiftly establish itself in the Xuan Realm.

"No need to thank again; I will repay you later!"

Ye Fan acknowledged with a bow, his heart brimming with excitement—now, with their promise, establishing a sect would no longer be arduous.

"Well then, now that everything’s settled here, we should return!"

The three bid farewell to Ye Fan, stepping forward to tear through the Void and traversing away.

After watching them leave, Ye Fan released everyone, letting them feel the aura of the Xuan Realm and stretch their muscles.

Previously, he kept everyone inside the bronze Furnace, not letting them come out.

Since within the Killing Array, their cultivation would surely mean certain death; even unactivated, the pressure of the Ancient Emperor Killing Array was not something they could withstand.

"Is this the Xuan Realm?"

"Such dense Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi!"

Feeling the surrounding ethereal Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi, everyone couldn’t help but praise.

The environment in the Xuan Realm far surpassed Earth; such concentrated Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi would indeed cause their cultivation to soar dramatically.

"This is truly the Cultivation Holy Land!"

Everyone marveled, cultivating here for a year equates to ten years on Earth.

Even Earth’s so-called Secret Realms can’t compare to the density of Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi here.

"Are we settling here?"

Lv Zhan glanced around and found the surrounding filled with vast Primordial Forests, asking uncertainly.

"Of course not!"

Ye Fan laughed, "Later, I’ll have Old Bai take you to Stone Village; that’s where our home truly is."

"I knew it! How could we settle in such a desolate place?"

Lv Zhan was instantly relieved. His personality was playful and unrestrained. If he stayed in this remote, deserted place for much longer, he would go insane.

"Roar..."

At that moment, a thunderous beastly roar emanated from the distant forest, and its terrifying pressure instantly frightened the young cultivators who had never seen such scenes, causing them to wail and cry.

Ye Fan found it both funny and frustrating; he had no choice but to take them into the bronze Furnace again and then handed them to the Bai Yan wolf, instructing it to lead everyone to Stone Village, while he headed towards Xuanwu Mountain.

...

Northern Domain of the Xuan Realm!

A bitterly cold place.

Here, tens of thousands of miles without a single soul in sight, the land is barren and dry.

The russet soil looks as if it has been soaked in blood, filled with a sense of killing and desolation.

Across a thousand miles of crimson land, occasionally a few solitary stones are scattered around, like a few lone stars in a vast night sky.

On this vast and barren land, nine skulls lie scattered, their hollow eye sockets seemingly gazing at the sky.

"Boom!"

The void shattered, and a middle-aged man wearing a blood robe stumbled into the midst of the nine skulls and then vanished.

Netherworld Sacred Land!

Bleached bones everywhere, spectral fire flickering, reflecting a beauty akin to ghostly apparitions.

The middle-aged man in the blood robe, his face pale as paper, appeared even more ghastly under the light of the ghost fire.

At this moment, he was slowly walking towards the gate of the Netherworld Sacred Land.

"Saint... Lord?"

Upon seeing his return, the two guarding assassins were utterly dumbfounded, nearly biting their tongues.

This middle-aged man in the blood robe was Chen Daozang, a wandering soul under Ye Fan’s gun, and the new Saint of the Netherworld Sacred Land.

The two guard assassins were extremely shocked; how could they have ever seen Chen Daozang in such a disarray?

"Ah..."

Two shrill screams echoed throughout the Netherworld Sacred Land.

The two unlucky fellows had their necks twisted by Chen Daozang, who used their fresh blood to nourish himself, restoring his exhausted blood Qi.

"Phew..."

Having absorbed the essence blood of the two, Chen Daozang’s complexion eased, showing a hint of blush.

"Who’s there?"

"Intruder in Netherworld will die!"

At that moment, a cold and harsh voice came from the Netherworld Sacred Land, carrying a murderous aura.

Five Sha Shengs appeared simultaneously, wanting to see who had the audacity to trespass the Netherworld Sacred Land.

However, upon seeing the man before them, they were instantly dumbfounded.

"It’s me!"

Chen Daozang sinisterly glanced at the five and snarled, "Are you planning a rebellion?"

All five trembled in their hearts and quickly knelt down, saying, "We wouldn’t dare. We didn’t know the Supreme Lord had returned, and we acted rashly. Please forgive us, Supreme Lord."

Chen Daozang was unpredictable, and they were under the Mother-child Yin Soul Curse, their lives in his hands, how could they not fear him?

But, they were greatly shocked, Chen Daozang had inherited all of Ancestor of Netherworld’s legacy, making him the top person below the Quasi-Emperor. How could he be so injured?

Who hurt him? Was it a Quasi-Emperor’s intervention? They couldn’t figure it out.

Yet, intimidated by Chen Daozang’s authority, they dared not ask more, fearing that a wrong word might lead to their doom.

"Forget it, ignorance deserves no punishment, stand up!" Chen Daozang said expressionlessly.

He was adept at controlling people and understood that mere oppressive force wasn’t enough; a carrot-and-stick approach was the way.

Thus, after sufficiently intimidating the five, he didn’t actually kill them because the Netherworld Sacred Land currently needed them, and he needed loyal followers to handle affairs for him.

"Spread my orders, the Netherworld Sacred Land is temporarily sealed, all activities cease, everyone goes into closed cultivation, forbidding anyone to leave without my command."

Chen Daozang knew very well that Ye Fan wouldn’t easily let him go, and in his current state, he absolutely couldn’t engage in another life-or-death battle.

The Netherworld Sacred Land was inherently mysterious; as long as all activities were stopped, he believed that even Ye Fan, with his vast abilities, couldn’t track him.

"Your command is respected!"

The five Sha Shengs bowed in unison and replied.

After Chen Daozang left, they breathed a long sigh of relief and swiftly spread Chen Daozang’s commands to every disciple of the Netherworld Sacred Land, telling them to restrain themselves.

"It seems the Supreme Lord suffered outside!" said the leading Sha Sheng.

"What’s there to fear? Our Netherworld Sacred Land has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years. Without clues, even a Great Emperor might not find this place," said another Sha Sheng, disdainfully.

Regardless, from the moment Chen Daozang issued the command, the entire Netherworld Sacred Land silenced itself, hibernated, cutting contact with the outside world.

Meanwhile, Chen Daozang had already entered the Demon Cave, descending to its lowest layer, sitting cross-legged amidst dense demonic Qi, operating his powers to heal.

Demon Patterns enveloped his entire body, his black hair completely turning blood-red, like an aged demon.

After a long time, he stood up, his eyes emitting a faint green light, surrounded by demonic energy.

"That Ye scumbag..."

Chen Daozang gnashed his teeth, spitting out words filled with hatred from between his teeth.

He then decided to break through to Quasi-Emperor, and only after proving the Quasi-Emperor position would he seek Ye Fan to claim revenge.

Because he knew well, with Ye Fan holding the Emperor Weapon, without breaking through to Quasi-Emperor, he was no match for Ye Fan.

His nature was sullen, profoundly scheming, never fighting unprepared battles, never acting recklessly.

At this moment, he was like a lurking venomous snake, if he didn’t strike, it was fine, but once he did, it would be deadly!

PS: Apologies, the update was late, continuing to write the second Chapter.