# Chapter 1801: The Fairy Seeks the Dao
Ji Fanxin wore a long robe as white as snow, her slender waist as soft and delicate as a willow branch, with jet-black hair cascading down her back. Amidst the rain of flowers, she was outlined like a dreamlike figure, breathtakingly beautiful.
"How could there exist such a world-toppling, dust-transcending woman in this world?"
All the cultivators in the entire King Mountain, including the female saints, were utterly amazed, unable to take their eyes off Ji Fanxin.
Perhaps only Zhang Ruochen, standing before Ji Fanxin, could still remain calm.
Ji Fanxin's voice was extremely pleasant to the ear as she said, "The space maze formation and time formation you set up are too simple. Any fifty-ninth-order spiritual power saint king should be able to break through."
Zhang Ruochen nodded slightly, acknowledging this point.
In order to rush to Tongming River as quickly as possible to stop the cultivators of the Netherworld Divine Temple from excavating the remains of Senior Golden Dragon, Zhang Ruochen had indeed only made a simple arrangement.
"Whoosh"
The Yi Emperor Bone Staff flew back and landed in Zhang Ruochen's hand.
Zhang Ruochen communicated with the evil spirit, then looked toward the western sky, frowning deeply: "What a pity, I actually let Feng Chengdao escape!"
Ji Fanxin said, "Feng Chengdao's cultivation has nearly reached the level of Rule Great Heaven and Earth. Killing him is no easy task. Unless you can still unleash that kick you used to suppress and kill Zangxin Venerable, there might be some possibility."
So far, Zhang Ruochen had only refined a little over three thousand crimson-colored rules in his left leg, still quite far from being able to wield the Blazing God Leg technique freely.
It was precisely because he couldn't control it that when he killed Zangxin Venerable, just one kick had nearly exhausted all his saintly qi.
Moreover, he had to lure the opponent close and then execute the Blazing God Leg to achieve a one-hit kill. But doing this also meant Zhang Ruochen had to take great risks; perhaps before the powerful enemy even entered the range of the Blazing God Leg's power, he himself would already be killed by the enemy.
When Zhang Ruochen decided to use this move, it meant they had reached the point of "either the enemy dies, or I die."
Zhang Ruochen took it in stride and said, "Forget it, let him escape. Even Feng Chengdao has been driven back. I believe ordinary riffraff won't dare to come to Yunwu Commandery to cause trouble anymore, saving me the effort of dealing with them."
Ji Fanxin said, "Although Feng Chengdao's strength is considerable, among the Netherworld Divine Temple, he can only be considered a third-rate expert. The truly formidable figures are the personal disciples of the Nether God, Canglong and Ruan Ling. If the two of them were to come personally, the entire Yunwu Commandery would sink into the ground. Before them, you would have no power to resist at all."
Zhang Ruochen said, "Are they that strong? Have they already condensed a Dao Domain?"
Ji Fanxin nodded slightly and added, "Probably even more than that."
Zhang Ruochen drew in a cold breath. It seemed the enemy was even more terrifying than he had imagined.
Ji Fanxin then continued, "However, Canglong and Ruan Ling still have more important matters to attend to. For now, they probably can't spare the effort to deal with you. After all, in their eyes, you're just a minor character. They can send a few people to take care of you; there's no need to waste time coming personally."
"What important matters?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
Ji Fanxin's gaze was profound as she said, "The Kunlun Realm is awakening. Many peerless rare treasures and ancient inheritances will emerge along with it. Naturally, Canglong and Ruan Ling also want to take this opportunity to advance further, tempering even stronger physiques to lay a solid foundation for condensing an Undying Sacred Body. The more accumulated and the more precious the treasures seized, the stronger the Undying Sacred Body they can condense."
"Moreover, the Hell Realm is coming with fierce momentum. Canglong and Ruan Ling also need to actively prepare for battle. Otherwise, when those opposing figures from the Hell Realm descend upon the Kunlun Realm, they too will have no good days."
A sense of urgency gripped Zhang Ruochen's heart.
With his cultivation at the Six-Step Saint King realm, merely defending Yunwu Commandery was already a struggle. To contend with the proud talents of the Heavenly Court Realm and the Hell Realm, he would need to achieve a higher cultivation level.
At the very least, he needed to reach the Seven-Step Saint King realm. Then, even if he couldn't defeat cultivators at the Dao Domain realm, he should at least have the ability to retreat calmly.
"Fairy, have you brought any Divine Stones this time?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
Ji Fanxin shook her head gently and said, "At our level of cultivation, we have no use for Divine Stones. How could I have brought any to the Kunlun Realm? But don't be disappointed. I've already sent someone back to the Thousand Stamen Realm; they should be able to retrieve a few."
Then she added, "Actually, I'm quite curious. The Moon God seems to think highly of you. You're only at the Saint King realm, yet she has made you her Divine Envoy. Getting Divine Stones from her shouldn't be difficult, should it?"
"But she hasn't given me a single Divine Stone."
Zhang Ruochen smiled and shook his head, saying, "No one can fathom the thoughts of gods. Perhaps the Moon Goddess wants to temper me, to test my abilities."
Ji Fanxin and Zhang Ruochen walked side by side, heading deeper into King Mountain, like a pair of divine immortals and lovers.
Wherever they passed, plants grew wildly, and even sacred medicines bloomed with even more brilliant radiance.
Ji Fanxin said, "Since coming to the Kunlun Realm, I've heard many stories about you. I never thought that someone as rational as you could also burn with fury for a beauty."
Zhang Ruochen smiled and said, "What else have you heard?"
"I heard that you and that Empress of the Kunlun Realm were once lovers, but later became enemies. To be honest, your experiences are quite a legend."
Ji Fanxin suddenly stopped, gazing at Zhang Ruochen, and continued, "I also heard that you possess a world. The Sky-Connecting Divine Tree, the spiritual root of heaven and earth in the Kunlun Realm, was not actually cut down. Instead, it grows inside your world."
Zhang Ruochen did not deny it. He also knew that the purpose of Ji Fanxin's visit was the Sky-Connecting Divine Tree.
"The Sky-Connecting Divine Tree was indeed cut down. In my world, there is only a new sprout growing from the roots," Zhang Ruochen said.
Ji Fanxin's immortal eyes lit up as she said, "Can you introduce me? I want to consult it about some doubts regarding the Way of Life."
Zhang Ruochen sighed lightly: "The new sprout of the Sky-Connecting Divine Tree is still in its growth stage. Many memories and insights have been lost. It may not be able to teach you."
"As a being that once walked the farthest on the Way of Life, even if it is now just a seedling, its understanding of the Way of Life is beyond what ordinary people can imagine," Ji Fanxin said.
Zhang Ruochen thought for a moment and said, "Alright. We are allies after all. If I refuse even such a small request, I'm afraid I would offend the fairy. But what about the price of the Divine Stones?"
"If you can introduce me to the Sky-Connecting Divine Tree, I will give you three Divine Stones," Ji Fanxin said generously.
"Deal."
Zhang Ruochen said, "If you want to go to that world, I can guide you in. But I must warn you in advance: in that world, even with your level of cultivation, I can easily suppress you."
"If you trust me, then naturally I trust you as well," Ji Fanxin said.
This woman was indeed very charming—not just beautiful and moving, but also quite comfortable to be around, without any sense of repulsion or disgust.
No wonder so many proud sons of heaven were willing to chase after her willingly.
Ji Fanxin transformed into a speck of light and flew into Zhang Ruochen's brow.
At the same time, Zhang Ruochen stood still like a statue, as if petrified.
His spiritual power and sacred soul condensed into a figure, appearing together with Ji Fanxin beneath the Sky-Connecting Divine Tree.
The Sky-Connecting Divine Tree was lush and flourishing, its trunk thicker than a mountain. Every leaf was like a green cloud, sparkling with crystalline light, inhaling and exhaling the sacred qi of heaven and earth.
Ji Fanxin showed an expression of amazement, bowed deeply to the Sky-Connecting Divine Tree, and then began communicating with its consciousness.
Both of them cultivated the Way of Life and had much in common.
Zhang Ruochen stood in the distance, waiting for a while. Seeing that the Sky-Connecting Divine Tree and Ji Fanxin showed no signs of stopping, he left behind a spiritual power avatar while his sacred soul and consciousness returned to his main body.
Zhang Ruochen used the Spring of Life to help Xie Chengzi recover from his injuries.
The Swallowing Elephant Rabbit and the Demon Ape had bound the prisoners from the Netherworld Divine Temple and brought them before Zhang Ruochen, asking how he wanted to deal with them.
There were twelve prisoners in total, all above the Four-Step Saint King realm.
Zhang Ruochen said, "The Netherworld Divine Temple has many experts. They will certainly not let this go and will return in force. Lock these prisoners up for now. They might come in handy later."
The Devouring Saint Flower brought back dozens of battle corpses, most of which were still quite intact.
After Zangxin Venerable died, these battle corpses lost their consciousness, no different from real corpses.
"These battle corpses are quite formidable in combat. Especially the War Dragon and War Tiger, whose strength is comparable to Nine-Step Saint Kings. Unfortunately, no one in King Mountain has studied the secret arts of corpse control. Let's just destroy them directly," Zhang Ruochen said.
"Master."
Xie Chengzi stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Your subordinate once cultivated a secret method for controlling battle corpses. Could you let me try?"
Zhang Ruochen agreed and said, "If you can truly control them, your strength will increase several times over. That would be a good thing."
Zhenmiao Little Daoist had transported back the black altar that the Netherworld Divine Temple cultivators had been riding.
The black altar was an extraordinary treasure, capable of resisting the power of time and space, and even the power of a supreme being would find it difficult to break through. But now, it had split into two halves, severely damaged.
Zhang Ruochen asked, "Can it be repaired?"
"It can be, but it's quite troublesome. If we could invite a Sacred Artifact Refining Master to assist me, I not only have confidence in repairing it but could also enhance its power a bit more," Zhenmiao Little Daoist said.
"A Sacred Artifact Refining Master."
Zhang Ruochen showed a thoughtful expression, murmured softly, then said, "Don't bother with this black altar for now. The urgent task is to strengthen the defenses of King Mountain. I've already prepared the materials you need. Now it depends on whether you can truly set up a Ninth-Rank Formation."
"Really? Hehe. Setting up a true Ninth-Rank Formation with my current cultivation is probably beyond me. But setting up a prototype Ninth-Rank Formation is not difficult," Zhenmiao Little Daoist said with a laugh.
Zhang Ruochen handed all the materials for setting up the Ninth-Rank Formation to Zhenmiao Little Daoist.
As for himself, he went to the outskirts of King Mountain to set up more sophisticated space maze formations and time formations, planning to build King Mountain into an absolutely safe base camp. In the future, it could shelter even more people.