Chapter 1271: Chapter 1271: In This Unspeakable World

[Does someone else wish to enter the Barbarian Clan?]

[Who is it?]

[I heard it’s an Eternal Immortal Venerable named Chi Yi.]

[Unbelievable! The entrance ritual to the Barbarian Clan is actually being presided over by the Barbarian God himself, and she doesn’t have to surrender her Soul Manipulation Token to enter.]

[Could she be a disciple of the Contrary Saint? Otherwise, how could she receive such an honor!]

[No, her identity is even more special.]

[She comes from Yunmeng Marsh and is a disciple of the Gongshu Saint. What she cultivates is... the Title of Divine Craftsman!]

[Terrifying! The Taibai Saint of the Mole Cricket Clan was actually defeated by Chi Yi’s mechanism array!]

[Have you heard? Chi Yi almost forged the Heaven-Opening Artifact!]

[It’s truly a pity...]

[I heard that it was Chi Yi herself who chose to give up and did not wish this Heaven-Opening Artifact to appear in the world. Why did she do so...]

...

It seemed as if there were voices speaking beside Chi Yi’s ear; however, there were no actual sounds, merely fragmented memories triggering illusions within her impaired divine sense.

So far away.

Those voices are so far away.

Can’t hear them clearly, can’t hear... just feels so noisy.

"Don’t be noisy, I am about to refine a treasure for my master, your voices are distracting me..." Chi Yi murmured to herself while gazing at the Flooded Bottle.

Thankfully, the voices soon vanished.

Chi Yi felt a weight lift from her divine sense.

Then her gaze became focused and pure once again. A spark of azure flame began to burn fiercely in her eyes. With her gaze, nothing about the Flooded Bottle was hidden.

"I can see, I can see everything..."

"The past and future of this treasure bottle..."

With just a glance, Chi Yi saw through everything about the Flooded Bottle!

[Fear, fear...] The Flooded Bottle expressed a sense of dread. It didn’t know Chi Yi but could feel the oppressive presence from her.

The aura of the Title of Divine Craftsman made it feel suppressed!

"Don’t be afraid; she is here to help you." Ning Fan calmed the Flooded Bottle’s emotions and cast a spirit sense, once again utilizing its powers to gather the vast waves stirred by the Endless Beasts.

Seeing their storm unable to thwart Ning Fan, the Endless Beasts finally altered their attack strategy.

They ceased creating storms and chose to initiate an assault with brute force.

Roar, roar, roar, roar, roar——

Countless massive shadows directly collided with the Bronze Ancient Ship!

"Have they changed their attack tactics..." Upon noticing, Ning Fan promptly cast a spirit sense, and his surroundings along with the Bronze Ancient Ship vanished from their original place, flashing to distant sea surfaces.

Avoiding the encirclement and charge of the Endless Beasts.

Then he retrieved the Flooded Bottle and handed it to Chi Yi, requesting, "Regarding the upgrade of the Flooded Bottle, I hope you can offer some assistance, and I promise to express my gratitude abundantly afterward." His tone was very courteous.

Despite Chi Yi calling him "master" without reason, he did not truly treat her as a mere footman but chose to act with respect.

"Chi Yi doesn’t want any abundant gratitude. Serving the master is Chi Yi’s honor." Chi Yi shook her head but still obediently took the Flooded Bottle.

She was willing to do anything for the master but did not wish for the master to converse with her in such a distant tone.

Awakening in a strange world, she lost all her memories. Ning Fan was her sole reliance, the master she recognized. If even this sole reliance treats her as a stranger, it would make her feel even more fearful of this unfamiliar world.

Roar, roar, roar, roar, roar——

Seeing the Bronze Ancient Ship flicker and escape far away, the Endless Beasts immediately roared and chased after it.

Time was tight, and Ning Fan naturally had no time for more conversation with Chi Yi.

With a flash, Ning Fan already flew out.

Almost simultaneously, a Vast Beast the size of an island pursued from behind, recklessly colliding with the Bronze Ancient Ship.

But before it could touch the edge of the Bronze Ancient Ship, the Vast Beast was blasted away by Ning Fan with a punch.

Ancient Demon Mountain-Shattering Strike!

"Such a tough body!" With a punch sending the Vast Beast flying, Ning Fan only felt a numbness in his fist—the Vast Beast’s weight had reached almost fifty star points.

To send such a giant beast flying was no easy feat; it required not just brute force but a full deployment of mana. Even more terrifying was the Vast Beast’s formidable physical defense, giving Ning Fan the illusion of punching the Ant Lord Tao Mountain!

Though the Vast Beast was sent flying, it was not truly harmed.

Ning Fan lamented: This is indeed a Vast Beast even a Saint struggles to slay, its defense is truly frightening.

"I’ll handle the Vast Beasts while you continue steering the ship towards the Dao Fruit Gathering." Ning Fan said this to Shi Gandang.

Shi Gandang was stunned upon hearing this, secretly thinking: The senior has been talking to the air all along, and finally he speaks to me.

He couldn’t see Chi Yi, couldn’t see Duowen Old Demon, nor hear the voice of the Ant Lord. Thus, whenever Ning Fan spoke to these people, Shi Gandang assumed Ning Fan was merely talking to himself.

Roar!

Another three Vast Beasts pursued, and they crashed in! These three Vast Beasts, each the size of several islands, charged far more fiercely than the previous one.

Boom, boom, boom!

Ning Fan launched three successive punches, one after another, with the momentum increasing gradually.

The three Vast Beasts were just sent flying by Ning Fan, but nine more Vast Beasts lashed with tails, rammed heads, and claw attacks towards the Bronze Ancient Ship, leaving Ning Fan no chance to catch his breath.

Barely repelling the nine Vast Beasts, twelve more pursued, opening their huge mouths for a roaring attack.

Dark golden sound waves spread, shattering space, arriving in an instant.

At this critical juncture, Ning Fan’s body emitted Fiendgods’ glow, a roar as if ancient Fiendgods manifested, using his own demon roar to counter the more roaring of the Vast Beasts.

Despite the strength of their roar, it could not rival the fury of ancient Fiendgods, and collapsed upon contact.

"What terrifying roar..." Shi Gandang was scared to weak knees.

What frightened him was not the roaring of the Vast Beasts but Ning Fan’s roar.

Even though Ning Fan’s roar avoided impacting the Bronze Ancient Ship directly, Shi Gandang was still slightly affected, immediately feeling trembling and insignificance deep in his blood.

Likewise trembling was Duowen.

Duowen, well-traveled and knowledgeable, could vaguely recognize the Fiendgods’ power emanating from Ning Fan. Understanding it made him even more appalled!

"Ziwei Celestial Emperor desired to cultivate both immortality and demon power, possessing dual spirits, but ultimately failed, having to abandon demon power for immortality, helpless to give up... Even the Contrary Saint struggled to possess dual spirits, yet this individual achieves it with merely Quasi-Saint Power!" Duowen was astounded.

The numerous pursuing Vast Beasts were all stunned by Ning Fan’s roar.

Unfortunately, these Vast Beasts had low spirit awareness. Even though they feared Ning Fan in heart, they still were driven by their bloodthirsty impulse, thus initiated pursuit again.

After blasting away dozens of Vast Beasts, Ning Fan ceased using Ancient Demon Mountain-Shattering Strike for the enemy—his fist was nearly numb, losing sensation. These Vast Beasts’ bodies were extremely hard!

Facing enemies with physical defense was very disadvantageous.

Then Ning Fan waved his sleeve, sending out ten beams of light that transformed into ten Rain Dragons, crashing head-on with hundreds of Vast Beasts.

Again summoning the Merit Umbrella, Reverse Sea Sword, True Martial Broken Sword, and various treasures, using their might to fend off the Vast Beasts’ assault.

This battle was fought fiercely, heavens trembling and the sky darkened; yet since the combat zone was the sea domain feared by True Realm cultivators, no one knew about the fierce battle occurring here.

Half a month later, the Bronze Ancient Ship sailed out of the Vast Beast Sea Domain.

Seeing Ning Fan departing from this sea, the Vast Beasts roared with rage but chose not to continue chasing and gave up.

"Phew, finally safe..." Only at this moment did Shi Gandang dare to breathe a sigh of relief.

Then, with utmost reverence, he asked Ning Fan, "Forgive me for asking, Senior, are you really not a Saint?"

To single-handedly oppose the Cang Clan! Such style, could it be anything less than saintly!

"No." Ning Fan said casually.

"Even if you’re not a Saint, Senior, you must be very close." Shi Gandang complimented.

"No, I’m far from being a Saint..." Ning Fan did not let a few flattering words from others make him forget his own worth.

Though he could withstand the attacks of the Vast Beasts, he had no means to kill them, merely managing to hold them to a draw; if a real Saint were here, no matter how difficult, there’d be some way to kill the Vast Beasts...

"It’s a pity, the abilities of these Vast Beasts are lower than I anticipated. I didn’t even get a chance to deceive some Divine Skills secrets from Duowen before the Vast Beasts retreated..." Ning Fan thought regretfully.

However, considering there were more important gains from this trip, a little regret was not a big deal.

"Is this the final form of the Water-Flooding Realm Bottle..." Ning Fan touched the warm surface of the Water-Flooding Realm Bottle, smiling with satisfaction.

With half a month’s effort from Chi Yi, the Water-Flooding Realm Bottle had finally broken through the Supreme Innate Realm.

He vividly recalled the moment when the bottle broke through the realms, the treasure light shot skyward, and the powerful Supreme Innate might swept across three thousand miles of sea.

Fortunately, the previously traversed Vast Beast sea domain was an uninhabited sea, thus it did not attract any powerful beings to kill for treasure.

If Ning Fan had chosen not the third route, but had instead chosen the first or second route to advance the bottle’s realms, who knows if the treasure light might have attracted some Real Realms Saints...

"No, that’s not right. If I had taken the first or second route, I wouldn’t have encountered the Vast Beast attack and the endless waves; nor would I have, by chance, brought out the Water-Flooding Realm Bottle to fight, inadvertently causing the bottle to advance..."

"Of course, if I had chosen the first or second route, perhaps new chances and fortunes would have arisen..."

Different choices lead to different destinies.

The Saint Heir’s trial is like this.

Life is also like this.

Ning Fan continued to examine the Water-Flooding Realm Bottle.

Before advancing, the Water-Flooding Realm Bottle had the appearance of a Sheep Fat Jade Purifying Bottle, with three drop patterns on its body.

After advancing, the number of drop patterns on its body increased to seven!

It should be understood that these drop patterns are not decorative, but units to measure the power of the Water-Flooding Realm Bottle.

By infusing mana into the Water-Flooding Realm Bottle, you can illuminate the drop patterns: the first drop fully illuminated, its power is enough to repel an Immortal King; the second drop fully illuminated, enough to severely injure most Immortal Emperors; the third drop, enough to severely injure a First Order Quasi-Saint.

So, what kind of power might the Water-Flooding Realm Bottle have when the fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh drops are illuminated? Ning Fan was somewhat expectant.

Aside from the changes in the number of drops, the current Water-Flooding Realm Bottle also carried a few traces of mysterious Taoist aura.

This Taoist aura somewhat resembled the Purple Tinge Taoist Method and somewhat resembled Barbarian Clan Taoist Method. It seemed to blend the unique sea aura of the Nether Dust Sea, and there was a bloodline aura circulating through it that was similar to Chi Yi’s aura.

Ultimately, all these auras beautifully harmonized under the guidance of the Title of Divine Craftsman.

"I see. The reason this bottle advanced is that it absorbed a large amount of Purple Tinge Water Essence Force. As a result, even upon advancing, there’s inevitably some interference and influence from the Purple Tinge Taoist Method left in the bottle. To eliminate these influences, Chi Yi chose to harmonize various Taoist auras with the Purple Tinge Taoist Method, allowing the bottle to become perfect... Truly an amazing technique!" Ning Fan praised Chi Yi’s technique profusely.

Upon hearing this, Chi Yi, who rarely showed emotions, displayed a sweet smile. Clearly, Ning Fan’s acknowledgment made her very happy.

"Your complexion seems a bit pale..." Ning Fan suddenly frowned, noticing that Chi Yi’s complexion was not looking well, as if she was quite exhausted.

"The master only brought a wisp of my heart spirit here to refine artifacts, hence I feel slightly fatigued..." As if fearing that Ning Fan might worry about her, Chi Yi explained.

Refining artifacts with just a wisp of heart spirit is relatively difficult; if outside, using her full heart spirit to refine this bottle, Chi Yi wouldn’t feel fatigued.

"This situation occurred suddenly; I didn’t consider your feelings, which is my oversight. Apologies." Ning Fan apologized earnestly.

"There’s no need for the master to blame himself; this level of heart spirit depletion can be recovered by sleeping it off, not worth mentioning." Chi Yi reassured him.

"Alright, I will lead your heart spirit away from this stele and send you to rest." Ning Fan said seriously.

"The master need not do this; Chi Yi still has strength left, and staying here could assist the master more..." Chi Yi did not want to leave Ning Fan’s side.

She wanted to stay here to lend more help and receive more praise.

Unfortunately, the arm cannot twist over the leg, and in the end, Chi Yi’s opinion was overruled.

Ning Fan sent a wisp of Chi Yi’s heart spirit out of the Demon-Encountering Stele, then manipulated his physical body to send Chi Yi off to rest.

This scene happened to be witnessed by the Five-Grains Emperor, who came looking for his teacher.

"Ah... why does Teacher Chi Yi’s face look so pale?"

"Could it be that Senior Ning has tormented him too much?"

"Understandable. The senior must have been holding back for too long..."

"Poor teacher, in such a state, how can he continue to teach us?"

"Even if he does continue teaching, we would not understand... let’s just let the teacher rest for a few days, we might as well review the content he has taught us..."

...

As Ning Fan traversed the Vast Beast Sea Domain, the information of the Saint Child Thunder Book in his divine sense was updated.

[Event Eight: Repelled the Vast Beast, successfully crossed the Vast Beast Sea Domain. Earned score, ten stars. Current score, twenty-three stars.]

"After half a month of hard battles, blocking countless attacks from the Vast Beasts, such achievements only earn ten stars? Indeed, the trial of the Ziwei Saint Child does not emphasize strength..." Ning Fan analyzed.

In the following days, Ning Fan practiced daily using the Water-Flooding Realm Bottle.

With his current cultivation, under normal conditions, he could light up three and a half water droplets without damage; if he transformed into his true self, he could wield the four-water power.

If he even used the Ancient Demon Ancestral Reversion, with the state of two demon tails using the Flooded Bottle, he could barely light up five water droplets but would suffer a certain degree of backlash.

The five-water power is Ning Fan’s limit.

As for the six-water and seven-water power, the current Ning Fan simply cannot use them unless he pays the price of great injury or even death, which might make it slightly possible to use.

"Practicing with this bottle alone can only give a rough understanding of one’s limits with this bottle; to accurately understand the power of four-water and five-water, an opponent is needed to set it off..." Ning Fan felt a bit helpless. Using the Water-Flooding Realm Bottle against the empty Nether Dust Sea showed nothing of its specific power.

"If only another enemy like the Vast Sea Lord would attack..." Ning Fan muttered.

Shi Gandang was speechless: the thought processes of senior experts are truly beyond the comprehension of juniors like him. Isn’t it nice to sail smoothly? Who actually wishes for enemies to attack, this is truly...

"It’s a pity, Senior Lu Bei will probably be disappointed. There’s only a few days’ journey left to the Northern Pole Dao Fruit Grand Assembly here. No matter how big the enemy’s background is, they won’t dare to launch an open attack..." Shi Gandang thought to himself.

However, things often change unexpectedly.

As Ning Fan wished for enemies to attack, a wave of countless dueling energies came from the distant sea surface.

"Oh no! The senior’s words came true! Another enemy is attacking!" Shi Gandang was on the verge of tears. Throughout this journey, first encountering the Vast Sea Lord, then hundreds of Vast Beasts, he really didn’t want another dangerous encounter.

"Don’t be afraid, the duel ahead has nothing to do with you and me." Ning Fan comforted. His spirit sense far surpassed Shi Gandang’s, easily sensing everything happening in the distance.

"That’s good. If that’s the case, allow this junior to change the course to bypass the conflict ahead..." Adhering to the principle of avoiding unnecessary trouble, Shi Gandang decided to steer clear of the dueling sea domain ahead.

But Ning Fan disagreed.

"If we change course, we’ll have to spend a few more days to reach the Dao Fruit Grand Assembly. Just steer the ship straight through!" Ning Fan ordered.

"But..."

Unable to persuade Ning Fan, Shi Gandang could only proceed along the predetermined course with resignation.

Then the information of the Saint Child Thunder Book was updated again.

[Event Nine: Did not change course, avoided potential danger. Deducted score, one star. Current score, twenty-two stars.]

Because of Ning Fan’s choice, he received a score deduction!

This made Ning Fan somewhat displeased, with a vague feeling of being targeted by the Saint Child trial; or perhaps, it was not an intentional targeting, but simply due to different philosophies and temperaments...

As the Bronze Ancient Ship continued to approach, the dueling parties ahead temporarily halted their fight to see who was approaching.

Seeing that it was just an inconspicuous copper ship, and only one Shedding Void Stage cultivator, one Immortal King on board, both sides reacted differently.

...

Wu Laoliu felt like he had fallen into the most terrible luck of eight generations.

Having been a Loose Cultivator all his life, he exhausted his savings, pulled many strings, and with tremendous effort, joined a third-rate Holy Sect — the Jinbiao Sect, finally ending his life as a Loose Cultivator.

Initially, he thought resting beneath the large tree would be a respite, but reality proved he was mistaken.

The days of a sect disciple weren’t as carefree as he’d imagined. The root cause of this was that he was merely an outer disciple, and among them, an inconsequential one. His status was too low, making it impossible to obtain ample sect resources.

Because of his low status, he was constantly ordered around by the external deacon, leading a life of frustration.

What’s more, he was busy breaking through the bottleneck in his cultivation technique, but halfway through his seclusion, he was targeted by the external deacon: the deacon forcibly ordered him to undertake a sect mission, threatening expulsion if he resisted.

Helplessly, Wux Laoliu had to relent, abandoning his efforts and taking on the mission.

The mission was to protect a woman, en route to the Arctic Dao Fruit Conference.

Completing the task wasn’t solely Wux Laoliu’s responsibility; there were more than sixty other outer disciples from the Jinbiao Sect, each physically robust, wearing large swords, dressed like wanderers in the mortal world.

Indeed, the Jinbiao Sect’s Jinbiao Saint initially entered the path as a mortal escort master, ultimately progressing to the Saint Realm.

He established the sect, primarily centering on the escort master’s path, with many sect missions related to escorting treasures and protecting dignitaries.

Alright, a mission is a mission! Wux Laoliu thought, it’s just escorting a woman, isn’t it? With the name of Jinbiao Sect providing protection, the journey shouldn’t entail much peril; at most, enduring a bit of hardship, wasting a few years on the road, which for a master, is insignificant.

His idea was reasonable, yet unexpectedly, as they neared the Dao Fruit Conference, they were suddenly ambushed.

Why is Wux Laoliu so unlucky?

Ordinarily, people wouldn’t dare attack sect disciples, even a third-rate sect has a Saint watching over. Who would dare touch a Saint’s cause and effect?

The trouble was, the person Jinbiao Sect was protecting had a dubious identity, hence the complications.

"Damn it, these thieves are truly blind, daring to rob even from our Jinbiao Sect! Kill!" Among Jinbiao Sect’s group, the leading outer senior brother was most hot-tempered. Following his command, Jinbiao Sect’s ship collided with the enemy’s.

With the boarding battle underway, the outer disciples immediately wielded their swords, fighting ferociously against the enemy, so much that one could mistake them for bandits.

Among the disciples, Wux Laoliu’s cultivations were lower, exempting him from fighting at the front, but his task was arduous, needing to closely protect the mission’s woman.

"Why must I protect this woman? I also want to fight alongside my fellow brothers." Wux Laoliu gripping his sword, longed to join the charge; yet knowing his cultivations were shallow, rashly joining the fight would only hinder his brothers.

From afar, he observed about a hundred enemies, each wearing ghost masks, cloaked, hidden, revealing nothing of their aura or appearance.

During combat, these people were cautious, using common divine skills, revealing no affiliation.

Undoubtedly, this was a premeditated assassination! The attackers knew they were from the Jinbiao Sect, yet showed no fear, indicating only one reason: their origin was more formidable than Jinbiao Sect!

Of the hundred or so enemies, two were Immortal Kings, four Immortal Venerables; on their side, only the lead senior brother was at the Immortal King Realm, with three Immortal Venerables.

In terms of numbers and elite forces, their side was at a disadvantage...

Wux Laoliu sighed, glancing back at the mission’s woman.

The woman wore a cloak, obscured by a veil, her features undiscernible. Wux Laoliu only once, incidentally, saw her remove her veil: she seemed a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, but a master’s outward appearance is often deceptive, rendering her exact age unknown to him.

The woman’s aura was very cold, not only distant and aloof, but literally cold. She seemed to have practiced some ice-based divine skills, radiating cold within ten steps.

The woman appeared blind, mute. Being blind, travel was inconvenient, requiring Jinbiao Sect’s escort? As for not speaking, perhaps she simply disliked conversing with this group of boorish men? Remaining silent throughout? This aspect, Wux Laoliu was equally uncertain, since Jinbiao Sect prized reputation, refraining from prying into guests’ privacy.

"These newcomers are not benevolent, truly curious how this girl attracted their attention..." Wux Laoliu muttered.

Apparently hearing Wux Laoliu’s words, the mission’s woman shifted her gaze: such clear, pure eyes, yet blind, unable to see anything.

She couldn’t see.

From birth, her world was darkness.

Having never seen light, she couldn’t understand its nature, nor the essence of the world.

Her world consisted solely of chess.

Her slender, jade-like fingers bore the marks left by time’s erosion — chess calluses, proof of her lifelong love for chess pieces.

"Though knowing you won’t speak, I still want to ask, why did you insist on attending the Arctic Dao Fruit Conference? You’re a chess master, correct? Maybe it concerns the chess master title awarded at the Dao Fruit Conference?" Wux Laoliu asked.

"..." The woman didn’t respond.

She was mute.

Thus, Wux Laoliu cursed his stupidity, realizing she wouldn’t reply, why did he foolishly ask, truly idiotic.

After a fierce battle.

Fifteen disciples of the Jinbiao Sect died, but seven of the ghost-faced cultivators also perished.

"Damned! They are merely outer disciples of a third-rate Holy Sect, yet they are so troublesome! I lost three disciples!" Among the group of ghost-faced cultivators, the leading Four Calamity Immortal King snorted coldly.

"I also lost four disciples, truly unlucky! If it weren’t for the supreme order forbidding us from revealing our identities, we could have used all our life-long techniques, and these people really wouldn’t stand a chance against us!" Another ghost-faced Immortal King with a Three Calamity cultivation grumbled.

"Shut up! Are you questioning the supreme’s orders?" The Four Calamity ghost-faced Immortal King was taken aback and stopped the complaints of the Three Calamity Immortal King.

Reminded like this, the Three Calamity Immortal King realized he had spoken out of turn, dared not criticize the supreme’s orders anymore, so he kept quiet and continued fighting fiercely.

Just at this moment.

Ning Fan’s bronze ancient ship approached.

Killing and plundering are not glorious deeds. Upon suddenly encountering an outsider’s intrusion, the two ghost-faced Immortal Kings were both startled.

Fortunately, with a sweep of spirit sense, they found that the visitors were just a broken ship, an Immortal King, and a Shedding Void Stage cultivator, which brought them some relief.

"We’ve been seen while working! Leave no survivors! You handle the Immortal King from the Jinbiao Sect, I’ll go sink the copper ship of these newcomers!" After the Four Calamity ghost-faced Immortal King’s order, his figure flickered away, flying straight towards Ning Fan’s bronze ancient ship.

"These rogue birds are so brazen, not even inquiring about the newcomers’ identities, directly resorting to kill and destroy evidence! Such reckless actions, perhaps there’s a Reverse Saint backing these people?" The leading Immortal King of the Jinbiao Sect was shocked by the ghost-faced Immortal King’s ferocious actions.

In his shock and anger, he didn’t forget to send a warning to Ning Fan’s bronze ancient ship.

"Friend, leave quickly! Don’t get caught up in this ordeal!"

Surprisingly, he didn’t ask for help, instead, he opened his mouth to remind Ning Fan to flee.

This was the conduct of the Jinbiao Sect; during escort missions, they disliked involving innocents, this rule was even written into the sect’s rules, reeking with the spirit of Jianghu.

...

"Interesting, these people are clearly in danger, yet they don’t seek my help, instead they advise me to leave..." Ning Fan smiled slightly.

He ignored the reminder from the Jinbiao Sect Immortal King.

The next moment.

A ghost-faced cultivator with Four Calamity Immortal King cultivation assaulted and landed on the bronze ancient ship.

"No matter who you are, today, you must die!"

The ghost-faced Immortal King laughed coldly, flipping his hand to summon a sword inscribed with Big Dipper Rune.

This was his life-bond magical treasure, initially not intending to use it, but to quickly eliminate Ning Fan, this "Immortal King," he couldn’t worry about much else.

"Oh, the aura of this sword... and your ghost face..." Ning Fan was somewhat interested in the opponent’s ghost face and magical treasure.

But unfortunately, the opponent had no intention of talking more, a killing move was unleashed from the start.

Thus Ning Fan also decided not to talk much.

With one bite, he devoured the opponent’s Seven-Star Ancient Sword.

With another bite, he swallowed the ghost-faced Immortal King whole.

"Hmm? This time devouring the enemy didn’t enhance my mana... what a pity." Ning Fan secretly shook his head.

He didn’t realize how frightening the scene of him swallowing an Immortal King was.

Even Shi Gandang, who had seen this act often, was frightened by Ning Fan’s ferocious style.

Equally frightened were the ghost-faced cultivators and the escort masters.

"Hiss! Did my eyes deceive me? An Immortal King was actually... actually eaten alive!" The Jinbiao Sect Immortal King was stunned and dumbstruck.

"Not good! Brother Liuchen is not this person’s match even briefly! The plan has changed! Retreat quickly!" The remaining ghost-faced Immortal King immediately realized they’d kicked an iron plate.

He responded swiftly, immediately deciding to abandon the task and leave the place.

However, before the ghost-faced cultivators could escape, Ning Fan released the Flooded Bottle.

The Endless Sea rushed out from the Flooded Bottle, instantly drowning the ghost-faced cultivators leaving nothing but bone fragments.

"Too weak... killing these people doesn’t even use one water of power, can’t even test the power of four waters, five waters..." Ning Fan regretted deeply.

At the same time, the information on the Saint Heir Thunder Scripture was updated.

[Event Ten: Killed one hundred and eight Big Dipper Immortal Cultivators. Earned points, five stars. Current score, twenty-seven stars.]

"Wait... the ones I just killed were Big Dipper Immortal Cultivators? Followers of the Big Dipper Immortal Emperor?"

Ning Fan’s expression suddenly became somewhat complex.

Regarding Big Dipper Immortal Cultivators, his feelings were very complicated.

On one hand, as a disciple of the Purple Dou Immortal Emperor, his actions needed to be considered from the standpoint of the Purple Dou Immortal Cultivator, and the Big Dipper Immortal Cultivators were enemies of the Purple Dou Immortal Cultivators...

On the other hand, as the Slaughter Hall Master, the Eighth Generation Slaughter Emperor, the Big Dipper Descendants in the hall were all his subordinates...

"So be it. Although I am the Eighth Generation Slaughter Emperor, these people are not Big Dipper Descendants and are naturally not my subordinates. Besides, they attacked first, so there’s no need to dwell on this matter." Ning Fan shook his head, suppressing all his inner sighs.

But there was also some doubt.

In previous events, the Saint Heir Thunder Scripture did not reveal the enemy’s identity, but this time it did...

It seems that not only was he, as a participant, targeted by the Thunder Scripture, but even the Big Dipper Immortal Cultivators who appeared in the trial were targeted...

"Perhaps it is my misconception, but I always feel that the Ziwei Immortal Emperor doesn’t seem to like these Big Dipper Immortal Cultivators."

...

The disciples of the Jinbiao Sect were stunned!

They thought their doom was certain today, only to find a sudden appearance of an Immortal King with incredible powers, who wiped out over a hundred Ghost-Faced Cultivators in an instant.

After seeing Ning Fan finish them off, uninterested in the Jinbiao Sect people, the copper ship sailed away.

Seeing this, the people of Jinbiao Sect were anxious, immediately steering their ship to chase after, while many brawny men shouted, "Benefactor, please stay" and "Let us thank you before you leave."

"It seems to be a Jinbiao Sect ship... Should we slow down a bit to let them catch up and express their gratitude?" Shi Gandang asked.

"No need..." Ning Fan had just finished speaking when he was suddenly taken aback.

It was because the Jinbiao Sect’s ship was getting closer, and then he detected two extremely familiar yet extremely unfamiliar auras from it.

"Stop the ship, wait for them." Ning Fan instructed.

So the bronze ancient ship stopped.

The Jinbiao Sect’s sea ship finally came close.

The Jinbiao Sect disciples thanked Ning Fan profusely, of course, for the life-saving grace.

However, Ning Fan’s gaze did not linger on the vast majority of them.

His gaze fell on Wux Laoliu and lingered on him for a long time, a very long time.

Very familiar, yet very unfamiliar... this feeling, could this person be...

Ning Fan averted his gaze, and eventually, his gaze fell on the cloaked woman.

"This fiery red cloak, so familiar!" It was exactly like the cloak of the woman of the Demon-Encountering Stele, even the patterns were identical!

"Is it you! No, that’s not right..." Ning Fan hesitated, then finally shook his head.

The woman before him wearing a cloak similar to the woman of the Demon-Encountering Stele, but her aura seemed different.

At the same time.

The heart of the cloaked woman surged with tremendous waves of emotion.

Her world had always been shrouded in darkness.

But at this moment, a ray of light, so dazzling, penetrated directly into her world.

"This is... light? So warm..." The cloaked woman suddenly felt an inexplicable touch, deep in her heart, marveling with astonishment.

For the first time in her life, she experienced...light.

But perhaps, that light was just an illusion, because she was still blind, unable to see anything in this world.

However, she could only see the vaguely luminous silhouette of the person before her, seeming both illusory and real, like a waking dream.

Who is this person...

He... who is he...

"What did you just say?"

"Did you call me...light?"

Ning Fan, proficient in the Mind Reading Technique, inadvertently heard the woman’s inner voice.

The voice was so familiar, so strange, so close, yet now distant...

Many years ago, a woman also used to call him by this name...

"He can hear me?" The cloaked woman was astonished.

"Yes, I can hear you." Ning Fan.

"This is impossible... in this unspeakable world, it’s impossible for anyone to hear... but why can you..." The cloaked woman found it unbelievable, yet the fact was in front of her, forcing her to believe.

Just then.

A breeze appeared out of nowhere in the windless season of the Nether Dust Sea.

Ning Fan, hiding his hand in his sleeve, would never admit that this wind had anything to do with him!

That breeze blew away the cloaked woman’s hood, and also blew away the woman’s veil.

Thus, Ning Fan saw the woman’s appearance clearly and distinctly.

For a moment, he was so stunned that he shouted aloud, "...Weiliang! It’s indeed you!"

Indeed, the cloaked woman in front of him looked exactly like Mu Weiliang, the daughter of the Heavenly Emperor!

Even with Ning Fan’s spirit sense as solid as stone, there was now a ripple.

Why did this Saint Heir trial feature a woman remarkably similar to Aliang? Is this woman a trial illusion conjured by his inner obsession, or does she exist in the history of the Real Realms? Or is this woman really Aliang? In this era of the Real Realms, is there an ancient Heavenly Court, is there a Heavenly Emperor, is there a daughter of the Heavenly Emperor...

Gasp...

Exposed to sunlight, the girl winced in pain when her cloak and veil were blown away.

The sunlight in the Nether Dust Sea shone on her face, and she seemed to be melting like snow, having the tendency to dissolve away.

"Not good!" At this moment, Ning Fan realized he might have made a serious mistake.

He was too reckless!

He summoned the wind to blow away the girl’s veil, assuming the girl didn’t wish to show her true face; yet never considered that this girl covered herself solely to avoid the sunlight, to protect herself, to avoid getting sunburned.

Due to his recklessness, the girl before him was harmed by the sunlight! Unspeakable guilt and heartache arose out of nowhere, engulfing his entire heart in an instant.

Without a word, Ning Fan quickly helped the girl put on the cloak and veil.

It was miraculous to see.

As soon as the veil and cloak were worn, the girl’s flesh, which was melting in the sunlight, immediately solidified, forming into ice, and restored to its original state.

"I’m sorry..." Ning Fan apologized.

"Why apologize? Clearly, you are my benefactor. If you can really hear my voice, I actually want to say thank you. Thank you for driving away those bad people, for saving me the first time; thank you for helping me put on the cloak, for saving me the second time..." The girl thanked Ning Fan in her heart.

She did not seem to repel this stranger, who emanated warmth all over.

Unlike the harsh sunlight she despised, the light from this person was truly gentle, so gentle.

"By the way, I’m not Mu Weiliang, you must have mistaken me for someone else... My name is Bai Ling, from Honjun Snow Valley. You can call me A Ling, or Xiao Bai. By the way, you seem to carry the aura of Hongjun Holy Sect, you must be a senior brother of the sect, right? Eh? Can I call you Senior Brother? If so, you can also call me Junior Sister!" The girl named Bai Ling said happily.

"Bai Ling, is it... Bai Ling, Bai Ling... Qingling... Hongjun Snow Valley..." Azure radiance flickered in Ning Fan’s eyes, as if he suddenly understood many things, yet there were many key points he couldn’t fathom.

"Unbelievable, ’Those obsessed with demonic thoughts, encounter demons in destiny,’ the critique given by the Ziwei Immortal Emperor when setting the monument, could it actually be true? But why, does this girl’s aura resemble the master so much, could it be she is..." Meanwhile, Duowen Fragments were astonished, vaguely discerning much from the meeting between Ning Fan and Bai Ling.

"The power of destiny! Is the world of the Demon-Encountering Stele truly so profound and unfathomable?" The Ant Lord, also sensing the power of this realm, felt a slight terror.

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