# Chapter 1138: Saint Mech
A gentle breeze brushed past, causing the bamboo in the courtyard to rustle. The sky was growing late, burning clouds scattered across the horizon, and the remaining sunlight dyed the plants and rooftops red. It was quiet and harmonious here.
Ye Fan pulled the cork from the purple gourd, and immediately a fragrant aroma overflowed! Soon the entire garden was filled with drifting fragrance, immortal qi flowing like smoke and mist, intoxicating both body and mind.
He quickly confirmed that this was stronger than the evolution liquid he had seized from the purple-eyed woman and her companions. The liquid was crystalline, its fragrance hazy and captivating, giving one the illusion of about to ascend and become an immortal.
"As expected of something refined using the ancient divine alchemy method of the ancient gods. It only took a few months to achieve this!"
Ordinary people needed careful preparation when taking evolution liquid, ensuring both body and spirit reached their most peak state, then concentrating their spirit and calming their consciousness, embracing the Dao heart. Otherwise, major problems could occur.
This preparatory process could not be careless; not a single flaw could be allowed, or all previous efforts would be wasted, and the divine liquid would be in vain squandered.
However, for Ye Fan, there were not so many concerns. Unlike the people of the Eternal Kingdom, he focused on excavating the treasures of the physical body and nurturing the primordial spirit, rarely relying on external artifacts. He could proceed at any time.
"As expected of divine minerals refined from heavenly fate rock, meteorite withered vine heart, Primordial Life Stone, and other main ingredients fused together. Now transformed into liquid, the divine effect is astonishing!"
In the latter half of the night, the garden was extremely still. Only moonbeams like water fell, causing wisps of pure white mist to rise in this bamboo courtyard, appearing graceful and mysterious.
Ye Fan poured a little divine liquid into his palm. It immediately transformed into a stream of clear qi that circled his body and seeped in through his pores, causing his flesh to tremble and thunder to rumble continuously, as if undergoing a special physical training.
This was the first experience, merely a test. He felt the effect was extraordinary and needed to be treated seriously and cautiously!
A jade pool had long been prepared in the courtyard. Ye Fan sat cross-legged inside, took out the purple gourd, preparing to pour out all the evolution liquid into the pool for refinement.
The purple gourd appeared small, born from a spiritual vine, only half a foot long. But it actually contained quite a bit of divine liquid, inscribed with spatial laws, enough to fill half a square jade pool.
The heavenly fate rock, meteorite withered vine heart, and other ingredients had dissolved their effective components. The liquid was formed from heaven and earth spiritual qi, but the true essence was the most refined and spiritual substances contained within the Primordial Life Stone and others.
"If it has a divine effect on me, allowing me to break through and advance, the Eternal Kingdom will be my 'attaining the Dao' place!" Ye Fan muttered to himself.
Suddenly, a strange laugh came chillingly. Even the bright moon in the sky was blocked by a patch of black clouds, and the courtyard instantly turned cold.
The white moonlight disappeared, the sacred aura vanished completely. The bamboo grove was dark and gloomy, pitch black. Someone had used great power to seal the bamboo garden, and a cold killing intent permeated the air.
In the darkness, a silver-white figure appeared within the black mist, exceptionally bright and conspicuous. In the entire dark garden, only he was illuminated.
This was an old man with a goatee, possessing silver pupils. His body was dry and shriveled, like an old tree root that had become a spirit.
Although he appeared short and withered, his essence and spirit were full, especially his eyes, which were like two lanterns, difficult to look at directly. On his body was a silver metallic armor, gleaming and dazzling in the night.
"Who are you, and why do you break into my residence?" Ye Fan asked in a deep voice, staring at this person while putting away the purple gourd without pouring out the evolution liquid.
"Young man, not bad. Your cultivation is not shallow. Don't mention the Immortal Feather Star Sea; in the future, you might even have a place in the Eternal Kingdom." His silver pupils shimmered with divine light, calm and composed. He came to the stone table and chairs in the garden and sat down as if it were his own.
In this bamboo garden, he seemed more like the master, while Ye Fan was the intruder. His voice was penetrating, rumbling like a bronze bell: "Kneel over here. This old man has a heart that cherishes talent. I will point you to a bright and broad path."
Ye Fan's expression turned cold. He stared at him indifferently, saying nothing. The atmosphere in the bamboo garden immediately became strange.
"What, you don't believe my words?" The silver-eyed old man said lightly, pouring himself a cup of tea and taking a light sip.
"What is your relationship with Xuan Mo?" Ye Fan asked.
"He is my grandnephew." The old man put down his teacup, tapping the stone table with his fingers, producing a rhythmic sound.
"No wonder. Do you want to stand up for him?" Ye Fan said coldly.
Xuan Mo had provoked him, wanting to trample on his head and attack him. Instead, he was brutally beaten, slammed into the ground by Ye Fan, and had his face stepped on repeatedly until his cheekbones and forehead bones were shattered.
"Young man, if you're too prominent, it's easy to suffer greatly, and even easier to die young. So-called talents all die early, or rather, are killed by others." The silver-eyed old man said in a sinister tone.
"So you're saying you're a waste, which is why you've lived until now?" Ye Fan sneered.
"Kid, your mouth is quite unforgiving. People like this die the fastest. I think you might not see tomorrow morning's sun!" The old man said darkly.
Ye Fan didn't speak but suddenly moved, turning into a bolt of lightning charging toward the old man. He sensed a danger and didn't want to let the other party strike first, so he launched a preemptive attack.
His entire body flew horizontally, his hands pressing forward like golden heavenly tablets suppressing everything. The silver-eyed old man changed color. His silver-white metal battle armor glowed, rapidly enlarging into a small giant made of silver, several zhang tall.
"Clang!"
Ye Fan's palm clashed with his alloy body, leaving two shallow palm prints on it with a piercing sound, but it wasn't damaged.
He retreated, his eyes blazing, shooting out two beams of light dozens of zhang long, staring at this metal battle armor.
"Such a powerful physical body, beyond my imagination. I almost underestimated you. But your struggle is futile; there's no hope!" The silver-eyed old man said in surprise.
The silver-white metal man emitted wisps of sacred artifact fluctuations, terrifying and boundless, beginning to fully revive!
This was a saint mech, not very tall, nor as terrifyingly vast as a saint ship, but it had entered the ranks of the sacred, making it extremely terrifying for combat.
Such sacred artifacts were not numerous and difficult to forge. Even major superpowers didn't have many, and only important figures could control them.
"Heh, Ye Fan, aren't you arrogant? Let's see how you escape this calamity today!" From a distance came Xuan Mo's voice, filled with deep hatred.
Obviously, this was a revenge mission. He had invited his granduncle. If not a saint, who could block it with their physical body?
Controlling a saint mech, comparable to fighting a peerless expert, would make anyone's hair stand on end. He stood in the distance, his face carrying a deep chill. Having suffered a great loss not long ago, he was here to repay it today.
"Young man, present the strongest bloodline evolution liquid in your hand, and I'll give you a dignified death." The voice of the old man came from within the silver-white mech.
Xuan Mo laughed cruelly in the distance: "You obtained a spot and want to break through tonight? I'm here to interrupt you at this critical moment, seize your divine liquid, and make you watch helplessly, powerless to do anything!"
He was well-versed in the art of tormenting people. If it were an ordinary person, having their precious liquid snatched at this critical moment would drive them mad with rage.
The silver-eyed old man and Xuan Mo were truly vicious, wanting Ye Fan to be suffocated with anger, regret, and die in despair. That's why they attacked in the latter half of the night.
"You think you have me cornered?" A cold smile curled at the corner of Ye Fan's mouth.
"No one can save you. This garden is sealed. Unless I die, no one outside will know what happened. Young man, I'll send you on your way!" The silver-eyed old man said.
"Haha... hahaha..." Xuan Mo laughed arrogantly, his voice cold and sinister: "Outsider brat, your time has come! Not long ago, you made me suffer humiliation, unable to hold my head up. Now I'll repay you a hundredfold. I'll refine your skull into an exquisite ring and wear it on my finger as a trophy!"
The silver-eyed old man seemed unwilling to cause too much commotion and directly pounced. Although the mech was several zhang tall, it was ultra-sensitive, holding a silver great sword.
"This mech wasn't revived just now. Try it now!" He adopted close-quarters combat. In this world, unless one became a saint, no one could resist this war machine.
Ye Fan changed color. This was a sacred-level fluctuation. A true sacred artifact had revived. The silver great sword was supremely sharp, with tens of thousands of Dao marks, a vast expanse of white.
Moreover, this old man himself was a greatly accomplished king, close to half-saint level. Controlling this sacred mech, he was completely at ease, wielding his power with superb skill, not wasting a trace of divine force. The vast Dao marks and sword qi all descended upon Ye Fan.
Ye Fan was very direct. His true body entered the stone embryo, with a black sacred arrow suspended above his head and another held in his left hand for dual protection. Meanwhile, his right hand held the seemingly broken green cauldron. He turned into a bolt of lightning, crashing into the silver battle armor.
"Clang!"
The green copper cauldron struck the silver great sword. Although the cauldron had no fluctuations, no Dao divine marks, and hadn't revived, it still broke the great sword!
"Boom!"
Moreover, the green cauldron didn't change its trajectory. Ye Fan swung it like a green streak of light, striking the silver-white metal battle armor's chest, piercing through it on the spot.
Ye Fan pressed his advantage mercilessly. His opportunities were limited. If they created distance, the other party could display saint-level magical power while controlling this mech. If they alerted others, it would be a great disaster for him.
He had to seize this most precious opportunity to kill him!
In truth, neither side wanted to cause too much commotion at the start. They went all out in close combat, both wanting to resolve the battle in the shortest time, relying on their sturdy sacred bodies.
But now, the silver-eyed old man regretted it deeply. This was a monster. Without saint-level magical power, he had a saint-level body, and the green cauldron in his hand was too terrifying, smashing his saint mech to pieces.
Clang!
The sound of metal collision continued without end. Ye Fan delivered heavy blows continuously, all striking vital points, creating large holes throughout the mech. These days, he had comprehensively studied saint ships, mechs, etc., knowing where their weaknesses were concentrated.
"Crack"
Sparks flew everywhere. Many Dao marks on the silver-white mech were destroyed. The machine's luster dimmed considerably. The silver-eyed old man changed color in horror. The change was too fast! He had never imagined that a Dao Severer could breach a sacred artifact!
"Your Indestructible Golden Body... the bloodline has fully revived, transforming into one of the strongest physiques!" He couldn't help but shout.
In the past, only the Primordial Demon Body, Brahma Heaven Battle Body, and Supreme Immortal Body could tear apart sacred artifacts with bare hands. The person before him hadn't even become a saint yet but already had such power! Definitely not a tenth-generation descendant.
Accompanied by a flash of lightning, Ye Fan wielded the green copper cauldron, smashing half of the mech's body. Various Dao patterns and sparks flew everywhere, emitting wisps of white smoke.
The silver-eyed old man regretted so much he wanted to hit the wall to death. He had been too arrogant. Thus, he had destroyed a precious sacred mech, a loss beyond calculation.
But now was not the time to hesitate. Saving his life was the most important. He rushed out of the mech, tearing open the void to flee.
However, how could Ye Fan give him the chance? This person had come to bully him, and now that the green copper had been exposed, he absolutely had to silence him!
"Bang."
He executed the Stride Art, turning into a fleeting light, arriving in an instant, and grabbed him.
The silver-eyed old man was terrified. He was a greatly accomplished king, yet he was caught like a chick, unable to struggle.
"Young man, let's talk things out. This old man can give you endless benefits." The silver-eyed old man completely softened, his face pale.
Ye Fan sneered. With a "puff," he directly tore off his head. Blood gushed from the broken neck.
"Stop! Stop! Killing this old man, a greatly accomplished king, will bring you tremendous trouble!" The silver-eyed old man's primordial spirit screamed in terror.
"So what if you're a greatly accomplished king?" Ye Fan's expression was cold and ruthless. With a slap, like smashing a watermelon, the head became a pool of blood and flesh, killing the man completely.
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