Chapter 116 Taixuan Sect

Zixia stood at the edge of the dense forest, with indescribable emotions surging in her heart. She clenched her hands tightly, and the bronze ring on her finger seemed to have a kind of magic, constantly tempting her to move forward.

She seemed to hear the "ruthless man" whispering in her ear, his voice full of mystery and temptation: "Go, that is your destiny."

She gazed at the bronze ring, its luster seemed to sparkle with an irresistible magic.

However, the guidance of the ring was so strong that Zixia seemed to be able to feel the call from deep inside. She took a deep breath and began to move forward. One step, two steps, three steps... Each step seemed to be on the edge of a knife, making her heart beat faster and her nerves tense.

Just as Zixia was about to take the fourth step, she suddenly felt a majestic aura. This aura was so strong that her innate Dao fetus's origin began to move along with it. She was startled and immediately realized that there might be a teleportation array under her feet, and its destination might be the Immortal Palace.

At this moment, Zixia's feet were hanging in the air, and a strong sense of uneasiness surged in her heart, as if she saw a fork in the road appearing before her. Once she set foot on this road, her life would sail into another unknown river.

Zixia hesitated for a moment, but she finally took back her steps. The mysterious aura of Taoism quietly dissipated, but the ring on her ring finger was unusually hot. Faintly, she caught a faint sigh, and then the bronze ring returned to calm.

She gritted her teeth and tried to take the ring off her finger. But her finger seemed to be firmly bound by an invisible force, and the ring seemed to grow on her hand. Her heart sank, and she offered up the will of heaven, trying to cut off her ring finger, but an invisible energy burst out from the ring, blocking her attack.

Helplessly, Zixia accepted it all, thinking that maybe little Nannan could help her pick it off. She disappeared into the dense forest and entered Yandu soon after.

Yandu was still the same as when they left. The streets looked quiet and peaceful in the afternoon sun, and the air was filled with the faint scent of incense.

Zixia stepped into Zhang Wenchang's tavern and what came into her sight was Ye Fan's familiar figure. He was leaning over and interacting with the little girl, and the laughter between the two filled the entire tavern.

Zhang Wenchang came over in a hurry, with a look of worry on his face. He whispered to Zixia about Xiao Nannan's condition. In those days, the little girl's health was worrying. She was always sick and kept repeating the name "Little Stone". The guests in the tavern were so scared that they dared not approach. Zhang Wenchang had no choice but to temporarily close the tavern and take care of Xiao Nannan wholeheartedly.

Ye Fan was listening and felt an inexplicable throbbing in his heart.

He recalled the scene when he and Zixia used the colorful stones, and an astonishing fact gradually emerged in his mind - every time Xiao Nannan fell seriously ill, it was exactly the time when they used the colorful stones.

Especially when he first climbed the holy mountain holding the small stone, the stone was dim and without any light, and at the same time, little Nannan was seriously ill and almost died. This made him extremely guilty.

Zixia quickly took out the small stone given by Xiaonannan and gently placed it in her arms. At the same time, she gently shook the ring in her hand and showed it to Xiaonannan: "Xiaonannan, what do you think of this ring? If you like it, sister is willing to give it to you."

The little girl's attention was immediately attracted by the ring. She stretched out her tender little hand, held Zixia's hand tightly, stared at the ring intently, and rubbed it gently with her fingers.

Zixia secretly hoped that Xiao Nannan could take off the ring and the tight band on her body. She gently encouraged: "Xiao Nannan, if you like, try to take it off."

As Zixia expected, little Nannan really pulled the ring down to her fingertips, but then she shook her head and said with a smile: "This ring suits you more, bad sister. You should keep it for yourself." After that, she gently pushed the ring back to the base of Zixia's finger.

"Wenchang, what are your plans for the future? Have you ever thought about giving it a try?" Ye Fan looked at Zhang Wenchang. They were about to leave, and he couldn't bear to see his old friend spend his life in silence.

"Forget it. I have limited talent and poor foundation. So let it be." Zhang Wenchang shook his head and sighed helplessly.

"Don't you want to see your child again?" Ye Fan retorted.

"You!" Zhang Wenchang was enraged, but then he fell into deep desolation, "I don't want to cause you any trouble." However, a trace of desire flashed in his eyes, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, "Ye Fan, please, help me!"

Ye Fan smiled, thinking of his peak master, Li Ruoyu. Although Li Ruoyu had no outstanding talent and his physique was not top-notch, he realized the great way of nature on Zhuo Peak, and finally made a great success, shaking the entire Taixuan Sect.

"I know a senior who is quite similar to you." Ye Fan said slowly, "Maybe he can help you."

So, Ye Fan, with little girl sitting on his shoulders, took Zixia and Zhang Wenchang and set off for Taixuan Gate.

Originally, Zixia planned to temporarily separate from Ye Fan, but considering that the natural way on Zhuofeng could help her perfect her own magic, she decided to go together. What's more, Ye Fan's old lover Li Xiaoman was there! This is worth seeing.

On the ancient road leading to Taixuan Gate, rumors about the Taichu Ancient Mine came in like a tide.

"Have you ever heard that the Jiang family, the Ancient Hua Dynasty, and the Purple Mansion Holy Land have joined forces with the Great Xia Dynasty, the Ji family, the Yaoguang Holy Land, and many other sects to jointly go deep into the mysterious temple in the Taichu Forbidden Zone to seek unknown secrets?"

"That's all old news! They've concluded their exploration with heavy losses."

"I heard that too. It seems that they encountered a fierce counterattack from the ancient creatures!"

"I also heard that several leaders of major sects have unfortunately died. Even Divine King Jiang Taixu, Fairy Caiyun, and the old emperor of the Guhua Divine Dynasty mysteriously disappeared in order to cover everyone's retreat. Their lives and deaths are unknown."

When Ye Fan heard the news, he clenched his hands and looked solemn. The God King had saved his life, and he was unwilling to believe that the God King would disappear just like that.

Seeing this, Zixia comforted him softly, "Think positively about everything. Maybe they really have gained some amazing fortune!"

"And that mysterious ancient temple disappeared overnight, as if it had never appeared."

"However, they must have gained something from this trip. After all, with so many aristocratic families joining forces, it is impossible for them to return empty-handed."

"Not necessarily," someone interrupted, "I have a friend who once came into contact with a fat Taoist priest. He seemed to have gained a lot of opportunities from the temple."

When Zixia heard the words "Wulian Taoist", she couldn't help but whisper to herself: "Wulian Taoist? The one who robbed the tomb?"

"Taoist Wuliang! This wicked Taoist! We have to ask him what happened!" Ye Fan said.

Seeing this, little Nannan came forward and comforted him in her innocent voice: "Big brother, don't be sad, just like the bad sister said, they will be fine."

Zixia quietly watched this heartwarming scene, with an inexplicable feeling welling up in her heart: "The ruthless emperor may not have waited for her brother, but little girl, you are lucky to have found your brother."

Zixia and her group continued on their journey, and the Taixuan Sect, the super sect in the Southern Region, was just ahead.

Several people stood on a high mountain and looked into the distance. There were 108 main peaks with a variety of scenery, like a sacred land.

Ye Fan stood on a high mountain, overlooking the magnificent scenery of Taixuan Gate, and couldn't help but recall the past. The natural way, the nine secrets... these words flashed in his mind like stars, and Li Ruoyu, Ji Ziyue, Hua Yunfei, Li Xiaoman... these people who had intersected with him also appeared in his mind one by one.

They carefully sneaked into Taixuanmen, but unexpectedly heard a piece of news that shocked the world. This news also came from the distant North Territory, like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, stirring up thousands of waves. The ancient Heaven Devouring Demon Jar, this legendary imperial weapon that belonged to the most ruthless person in ancient times, was finally found by the world. However, the process of searching was full of baptism of blood and fire, and countless masters died for it. As soon as this news came out, the entire cultivation world was boiling again, and countless eyes were focused on that mysterious place.

People began to wonder why it was such a coincidence that the lid of the Heaven Devouring Demon Jar suddenly appeared just as the Holy Lands suffered heavy damage in the Taichu Forbidden Zone? Could it be that all this was secretly controlled by some unknown force?

After walking forward for a distance, they heard more accurate news that many of the supreme elders of the holy lands were killed or injured, and the younger generation was almost wiped out.

There have long been rumors in the world that in order to open the ruthless man's dojo, one needs the combined efforts of multiple physiques, such as the celestial demon body, the divine body, and the holy body, and that their blood must be used for a holy sacrifice.

Now it has come true. The kings rose up and opened the dojo of the most ruthless man in ancient times with blood, but what awaited them was ruthless killing. The place where the ancient emperor hid his troops was engraved with an unparalleled array pattern. No matter how talented you are, you can't resist a blow that penetrates the world, destroys everything, and crushes everything.

If it wasn't for the critical moment when the Green Dragon King took over the Green Emperor's imperial soldiers and the seventh bandit Tu Tian attacked with the magic jar, opening up a path with great difficulty, no one could have survived!
The whole world was shocked. The most ruthless man in ancient times was indeed ruthless. He was cruel to himself and even more cruel to anyone who dared to offend him. He almost wiped out all the elites of the younger generation in the Eastern Wilderness.

The Ji family's God King body, Yan Ruyu, the Jiang family's God King body, the Heavenly Demon body, the Pluto body, Xia Jiuyou, the Holy Son Yaoguang and others were all seriously injured and almost destroyed.

"Too cruel, he turned himself into a weapon and showed no mercy to his descendants. He deserves to be the most untouchable person in ancient times!"

"He created the Immortal Heavenly Art, and gave birth to a divine fetus from his aging body. He refined his own old body. Legend has it that he is very likely the longest-lived person among the ancient emperors."

Hei Huang, a well-versed guy, had made various judgments and told Ye Fan many secrets.

Sure enough, after walking forward for a distance, more accurate news reached the ears of several people. They found clues that the celestial demon body, divine body, Pluto body, etc. were trapped in the ruthless man's dojo, and their origin was almost deprived.

"Is it true, as Black Emperor said, that someone has inherited the legacy of the most ruthless person in ancient times? Taking this opportunity to collect the bloodlines of various heroes?" Ye Fan shuddered.

When Ye Fan learned all this, thinking of the secrets that Hei Huang had told him, he felt that there was a terrifying person with deep thoughts behind all this.

"Who could he be?" Ye Fan thought of a person. If it was him, he would be too gloomy and scary. He didn't show his true colors, but he was murderous at every step, which made him feel cold.

"Conspiracy! This news came from An Miaoyi!" Ye Fan looked at Zixia.

"I don't know anything. This girl keeps her mouth shut! After all my training, she still couldn't get anything out of me!" Zixia spread her hands.

"By the way! What did you do at An Miaoyi's place that night? You came back very late!" Ye Fan asked the question in his mind.

Zixia blinked and said with a sly smile: "What else can we do in Miaoyu Temple? Of course, to enjoy the service there. An Miaoyi's skills are really good. It's so comfortable to serve me. You have to learn more in the future! Oh no! I'll teach you a few tricks later!" Zixia said with a wicked smile.

Ye Fan quickly covered Xiao Nannan's ears, fearing that she would hear these inappropriate contents. Then, he glared at Zixia and said, "You are really a bad woman, wait and see how I deal with you today!"

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In the far north, the Black Emperor was furious and howling, staring at the training ground. He was almost going crazy and almost bit Pang Bo, Tu Fei and Li Heishui.

At the critical moment, it stopped Pangbo and others, preventing them from entering the ruthless man's dojo, thus avoiding a huge disaster.

However, the Black Emperor was extremely angry because he discovered that someone had visited the dojo before and the lid of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Pot must have been taken away.

The final result also proved its guess. The disaster occurred, and many monks escaped with difficulty. They did not get the half of the supreme holy weapon and almost all of them were destroyed.

Two pieces of news from the Northern Territory were shocking. The curtain slowly fell, and the Supreme Leader, various powerful people, and the Sons of God all evacuated and returned to various places in the Eastern Wilderness.

There are also kings of the younger generation in Zhongzhou, as well as geniuses of the younger generation in Donghuang. Recently, they have been engaged in major battles.

There was also a lot of news about the king of the younger generation in Zhongzhou and several geniuses of the younger generation in Donghuang. The "Holy Son" of the Yin-Yang Sect fought a fierce battle with Ji Haoyue, and was beaten by the God King Body and vomited blood.

There is also a civil war among the heroes of Zhongzhou.

In addition, the "Yin Girl" of the Yin Yang Sect appeared and visited the Yaoguang Holy Land. She had a competition with Yao Xi. Outsiders did not know who was stronger and who was weaker.

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The Taixuan Sect is very large, with a total of 100 main peaks, representing 108 kinds of inheritance. It is extremely prosperous and is one of the most powerful sects under the Holy Land.

In this area, even the Ji family and the Yaoguang Holy Land are wary of them and generally will never provoke them, so conflicts are unlikely to occur.

Zixia, Xiao Nannan and Zhang Wenchang finally arrived at Zhuofeng under the leadership of Ye Fan.

This peak, as in the past, is very different from the other main peaks. It is covered with weeds, old vines and dead trees, broken walls and ruins, a desolate scene.

“Wasn’t Zhuofeng going to prosper? Why is it like this again?” Ye Fan was puzzled.

"You're back." A calm voice sounded in his ears. Ye Fan was surprised. He had hidden his aura, but as soon as he approached Zhuofeng, old man Li Ruoyu sensed it.

On the top of Zhuofeng Mountain, there was an old man wearing gray clothes. He had a calm expression and looked ordinary. He did not have the otherworldly demeanor of a hermit and was far from being an immortal.

"Greetings, senior!" Ye Fan rushed up to Zhuofeng Peak in an instant and paid homage to this old man. This old man was very kind to him, and his secret of the word "Jie" originated from this place.

"Get up. I have heard about you and this girl. You must treat her well!" The old man did not say much. He stood in front of an ancient temple that was about to collapse. He did not look like a monk at all.

Inside and outside the ancient temple, there were weeds growing everywhere. Not far away there was an old dead tree with nine crows croaking on it, but it did not give people a ominous feeling.

They are the treasures of Zhuofeng, the "divine" essence of the mountain's guardian weapons, with power so great that ordinary people would never even think of it.

Ye Fan did not hide anything and talked in detail about his experiences over the past year. Finally, he mentioned Zhang Wenchang and explained his purpose, hoping to ask the old man to take him in.

"Come forward and let me see!" Li Ruoyu said.

"Brother!" Ye Fan smiled and pushed him, asking him to salute Li Ruoyu.

(End of this chapter)