Chapter 2120 - 1982: That Mountain, That Person

Chapter 2120: Chapter 1982: That Mountain, That Person

Southern Domain!

Xuanwu Mountain Range!

Ye Fan moved through the void as if strolling leisurely, traversing thousands of miles in an instant, descending over the Xuanwu Mountain Range.

From high above, the entire Xuanwu Mountain Range looked like a Xuanwu crouched on the earth, complete with limbs, head, and tail.

However—

This Xuanwu was not whole; some parts were obviously missing, as if bitten by a dog, appearing extremely discordant.

"Four years have passed..."

Looking at the familiar Xuanwu Mountain Range before him, Ye Fan felt a wave of emotion in his heart.

With the passage of time, today’s Xuanwu Sect was no longer the same, completely different from the glorious past.

"Eh!"

On Ye Fan’s shoulder, the Little Xuanwu exclaimed in surprise, curiously looking at the Xuanwu Mountain Range below, and said, "This mountain is so strange! Why does it look just like me?"

"Hehe..."

Ye Fan laughed and said, "Of course, it shares a name with you, both called Xuanwu, naturally there is a resemblance."

"You big meanie, don’t copy me!"

The Little Xuanwu widened its eyes, waving its little claws, threatening the Xuanwu Mountain Range below cutely.

Ye Fan laughed out loud, this Little Xuanwu was simply too adorable, full of irresistible charm.

"What are you laughing at? No laughing."

The Little Xuanwu waved its little claws, threatening Ye Fan, then looked at the Xuanwu Mountain Range beneath its feet, then at itself, and instantly showed a face full of dejection.

Compared to the Xuanwu Mountain Range, it was utterly tiny, miniature to the point of being unable to be any more so.

"So hot!"

Suddenly, the Little Xuanwu cried out in surprise, with its body suddenly becoming restless, glowing faintly as if on fire.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Startled, Ye Fan hurriedly enveloped it with Holy Light, trying to calm its inner turmoil.

However—

It had no effect, that power was arising from its very bloodline!

"So hot, so hot, I’m burning up!"

The Little Xuanwu murmured as if wishing to shed its own shell.

It felt its entire body overheating, its blood boiling as if it were about to faint from the heat.

"A bloodline awakening?"

Ye Fan was shocked; he had already noticed that the reason for the Little Xuanwu’s feeling of heat was because its bloodline was activated, about to undergo a transformation.

"Could it really be a Xuanwu?"

Ye Fan looked at the Xuanwu Mountain Range below, filled with doubt.

He had once heard Tong Qianchen speak of it. The Xuanwu Sect was named as such because it was founded on the Xuanwu Mountain Range.

And the Xuanwu Mountain Range was called that because it rose on the back of an actual Divine Beast—Xuanwu!

It seemed that Tong Qianchen’s words back then might indeed be true, that beneath the Xuanwu Mountain Range, a true Ancient Divine Beast Xuanwu lay.

Its aura had activated the Little Xuanwu’s bloodline power, truly awakening it.

At that moment...

Two irregularly shaped black fragments in Ye Fan’s sea of consciousness flickered slightly.

Just for a moment, then they returned to calm, and even he did not notice anything unusual.

"Little Fanfan, I’m going to sleep. I can’t hold on anymore..."

The Little Xuanwu murmured.

Ye Fan was filled with black lines; no one had ever dared call him Little Fanfan.

But in the face of this adorable Little Xuanwu, he felt no anger, only compassion.

"Sleep, when you wake, you’ll be strong!"

Ye Fan placed it into the space within the Chaos Dragon Spear, letting the Ginseng Fruit Tree take care of it.

He knew this was a huge opportunity for the Little Xuanwu, the awakening of its bloodline might make it grow, perhaps it would remember more things.

In short, this is a great fortune for it, enabling its true transformation.

...

At the rear mountain of the Xuanwu Sect.

Near the cold pond, a stone hut rose from the ground.

In front of the stone hut, a lush green vegetable garden was filled with thriving vegetables.

A woman strolled among them, clad in snow-white clothes, her jet-black hair cascading like a waterfall behind her, appearing as graceful as an immortal.

The sunlight poured down, illuminating her breathtakingly beautiful face, where one could clearly see a deep longing, with profound worry between her brows.

"Is she worrying about me?"

In the void, Ye Fan saw the deep worry between Tong Qianchen’s brows and couldn’t help but ask himself.

Yes.

Instantly, the answer surged within his heart.

He couldn’t help but recall that ten years ago, right after he entered the Xuan Realm, he almost lost his life to a Xuan Beast, and Tong Qianchen rescued him, bringing him to the Xuanwu Sect and showing him immense care.

That year, she witnessed his initial fame in the Xuanwu Sect.

Every time, she smiled widely, as happy as a child.

Ten years flashed by, and now, the smile of those days no longer appeared on her face.

This made Ye Fan feel inexplicably guilty.

He knew all this was because, back then, he had gently refused her affections!

"Sigh..."

Feeling guilty, Ye Fan gently sighed, and then his figure moved, swiftly rushing downward.

Hmm?

Tong Qianchen, while walking in the vegetable garden thinking of something, suddenly sensed a powerful aura descending, and immediately she was startled, looking up to the sky.

The next moment.

She saw a figure, long engraved deep in her heart, descending from the sky like a heavenly god.

"Brother Ye..."

She couldn’t help but open her mouth, murmuring softly, feeling as though the figure before her was an illusion, vanishing in the blink of an eye.

Afraid to blink, she remained rigidly still, staring without movement.

Just standing there, staring...

Closer, closer still!

Finally, Ye Fan landed beside Tong Qianchen.

"Qianchen, I’m back!"

Ye Fan looked at the woman close by, smiling slightly, and spoke first.

No response.

Tears blurred Tong Qianchen’s eyes instantly, slowly flowing down her exquisitely beautiful face, dripping into her mouth and soaking her collar.

Those tears tasted a little salty, more so bitter.

"Ye... Brother Ye, is it really you?"

Tong Qianchen tremblingly extended her hand, slowly moving it towards Ye Fan’s face.

Her movements were so slow, fearing it was an illusion, that touching Ye Fan’s face would make him disappear.

Ten centimeters, five centimeters, two centimeters...

Finally, her hand tremblingly brushed against Ye Fan’s face.

In that moment, she held her breath, eyes wide!

"Brother Ye, it’s really you!!"

Immediately after, recovering from her terror, she cried out in surprise, her voice filled with joy, yet the tears flowed faster, her sobbing like a weeping blossom.

"Yes, it’s me."

Ye Fan gently nodded and reached out to pat Tong Qianchen’s head.

"I thought I’d never see you again..."

Tong Qianchen’s long-suppressed emotions suddenly lost control, tears that had been accumulating for years burst forth, and she threw herself into Ye Fan’s embrace.

"Silly girl, here I am back, aren’t I?"

Ye Fan forced a smile, yet could clearly feel Tong Qianchen’s longing and affection towards him.

"These years, every time I left retreat, I searched for news of you. The first time I heard you killed the son of First City and were cast into the Heavenly Prison, whereabouts unknown. I was very worried then, searching everywhere for news of you, but found nothing.

Later, convinced you could turn peril into safety, I forced myself to retreat again. When I left retreat the second time, I indeed heard news of you. At that time, many people thought you were part of the Demon Clan, but I didn’t believe it—my Brother Ye, how could he be part of the Demon Clan?

Eventually, I heard you cleared your name, and learned that the Ten Great Saint Masters, led by the Gu Family’s Great Elder, wanted to seize your treasures, twisting facts and unjustly using power, and were all killed by you!

Yet in the end, a Quasi-Emperor struck against you, casting you into the chaotic time-stream—you vanished again!"

Tong Qianchen tightly held onto Ye Fan, softly speaking, "The outside world spread rumors that you were dead..."

"After being cast into the chaotic time-stream, I stumbled upon a return to my hometown."

Ye Fan also felt sentimental in his heart, since setting foot on the Xing Kong Gu Road, his experiences had indeed been too tumultuous.

"Brother Ye, you returned to your hometown?"

Tong Qianchen was startled upon hearing this, raising her head to look at Ye Fan.

"Yes, I was fortunate to return home from the chaotic time-stream, stayed for a while, then brought some friends and family to the Xuan Realm." Ye Fan nodded.

"All your friends and family came with you?" Tong Qianchen’s expression froze, thinking of something.

"Yes. My hometown is an Ancient Star where spiritual energy is scarce, not suitable for cultivation. All my friends and family want to come to the Xuan Realm for cultivation."

Ye Fan did not hide anything, truthfully informed, "Besides that, I brought a thousand talented cultivation seedlings from my hometown, preparing to start a sect in the Xuan Realm!"

This time, Tong Qianchen chose silence.

"Qianchen, the Xuanwu Sect has declined, my idea is for you to bring the Xuanwu Sect disciples and join me at Stone Village to establish a new sect, or continue to preserve the Xuanwu Sect, what do you think?" Ye Fan stated the purpose of his visit.

"No, Brother Ye, I’ll stay here."

Tong Qianchen smiled bitterly, shaking her head, saying, "Xuanwu Sect may have declined, but it is after all my father’s life’s work, I don’t want it to completely disappear. I’ll do my utmost to strengthen it!"

"Alright."

Sensing the firmness in Tong Qianchen’s words, Ye Fan did not further persuade.

"Brother Ye, I have a request," Tong Qianchen suddenly said.

"Qianchen, just say what you need help with, if I can do it, I’ll go all out with Jin Shier effort to accomplish it, no need for politeness." Ye Fan was first taken aback, then smiled bitterly.

"I want to see her..."

Tong Qianchen spoke in a barely audible voice.

"Uh..."

Ye Fan was momentarily stunned, then regained his composure, nodded and said, "Okay!"

Once the words fell, Ye Fan took hold of Tong Qianchen’s hand, with a thought, their figures disappeared instantly, only the murderous Chaos Dragon Spear appeared in the vegetable garden, sparkling with light.

In an instant, everyone in the Xuanwu Sect felt this dreadful murderous intent, their souls trembling relentlessly!

And in the previously dead silent Xuanwu Mountain, a strange ripple appeared.

The ripple was light, and vanished instantly!

Meanwhile.

Ye Fan brought Tong Qianchen to the interior of the Chaos Dragon Spear, where Su Liuli lay quietly in the Profound Ice Coffin, motionless.

During this time, Ye Fan almost every day entered to ’accompany’ Su Liuli, but upon seeing Su Liuli, his eyes still showed deep self-reproach and affection.

"I’ve always wondered what kind of woman Brother Ye deeply loved would be like."

Tong Qianchen looked at Su Liuli in the Profound Ice Coffin, caught a glimpse of the love and guilt in Ye Fan’s eyes, feeling a mix of emotions, gently sighed and said, "Today, finally fulfilled, Qianchen has no regrets in this life!"

Once the words fell, she couldn’t help but close her eyes.

Two clear lines of tears sorrowfully flowed down...

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PS: I got stuck, stayed up late last night but didn’t finish writing, spent all day at work brewing ideas, rushed to finish this Chapter after work. No more apologies, I’ll continue writing today.

I’ve been writing this book for over three years, more than six million words. In the first half of the year, I’ll sincerely finish it, giving everyone a satisfying conclusion.

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