# Chapter 453: Cultivating a Great Emperor
"Swish"
The two old men, hair disheveled, flickered and vanished, appearing in the distant sky, dodging the remaining two slashes of the Demon Emperor Nine Slashes. They were covered in blood, staring at the two with shock and uncertainty.
The All Secret and the Demon Emperor Nine Slashes were both divine techniques that shook the ages, filling the two old men's hearts with unprecedented shock and fear. They were several realms higher than Ye Fan and Pang Bo, yet they had still been wounded—they couldn't help but feel terrified.
This was something that simply should not have happened! For a young generation king to rebel and slay immortals, they would need to manifest their divine phenomena.
"Yin and Yang united, invincible under heaven..." the old woman muttered to herself, then suddenly seemed to think of something. Her eyes flew wide open as she trembled, "Could it be the Nine Secrets!"
"Is it that secret technique..." The scrawny old man with arms past his knees possessed astonishing combat power, his eyes blazing like golden lamps.
Countless ages ago, their ancestors had attained the position of ancient sages. With Yin and Yang united as one, they were invincible in the Central Province. But when they ventured far into the Eastern Wasteland, they were defeated—only because they encountered a sage who had inherited the Nine Secrets.
The old woman and the gibbon-like scrawny old man sneered coldly at Ye Fan, "We know what sacred technique you're using. But you can't use it continuously—you need to keep triggering it. We'll unite Yin and Yang and slowly kill you!"
"And you..." They turned to Pang Bo, "You've mastered the supreme sacred technique of the demon clan—it must be the earth-shaking Demon Emperor Nine Slashes!"
The two old men, white hair stained with blood, looked sinister and ferocious. Though they had suffered heavy blows, the collapse of the Yin-Yang diagram had dissolved most of the force.
"Boom!"
They linked arms again, summoning the Yin diagram and Yang diagram respectively, merging them together. Flowing with the aura of the Great Dao, they pressed forward to kill.
"A pity. The Yin contains no trace of Yang, and the Yang contains no trace of Yin. Though they're joined together, they haven't formed a Taiji—they lack the two Yin-Yang eyes." Pang Bo sneered coldly.
He and Ye Fan retreated together. With their opponents' Yin-Yang unity multiplying their combat power four or five times, they didn't want to clash head-on.
The two old men gave chase. The Sacred Body concealed great secrets, and Pang Bo also carried supreme inheritances—their eyes turned red. They already wanted to kill these two, and now they might also obtain peerless ancient scriptures. Naturally, they wouldn't let them go.
"Boom!"
Ye Fan triggered the All Secret again. Golden light surged from his entire body like a deity as he began to counter-chase them. Pang Bo also unleashed the Demon Emperor Nine Slashes.
The old woman and the scrawny old man used the Yin-Yang diagram to tear through space, fleeing swiftly, not daring to clash head-on. They knew the power of the All Secret. Whenever its effect faded, they would turn back to attack.
The two sides fell into a tug-of-war. Whenever Ye Fan triggered the All Secret, the two old men would retreat, chased by Ye Fan and Pang Bo as the two sides took turns attacking.
It had to be said—these two old men were terrifying. They were powerful enough on their own, possessed incredibly rich combat experience, and were extremely troublesome.
"Alright, that's enough!" At that moment, Tu Fei and Li Heishui shouted loudly.
Ye Fan and Pang Bo laughed simultaneously and swiftly retreated. Black Emperor had already rushed over to lead the way.
"Not good!" The two old men screamed, but it was too late.
"Boom!"
Torrential black mist surged, endless killing intent spread, heaven and earth were sealed. They were trapped in the void by black banners—this was the formation Ye Fan and Black Emperor had secretly arranged earlier, having Tu Fei and the others set it up.
The big black dog was a master of array patterns, practically a grandmaster-level expert. With the help of Ye Huiling, Tu Fei, and Li Heishui, they had imperceptibly laid down a super array, sealing off a large area.
Not a single member of the Yin Yang Sect's group could escape—all were trapped inside.
"Little brats..." The old woman and scrawny old man were furious, but couldn't break out.
"Can you separate them?" Ye Fan asked Black Emperor quietly.
"That's easy." The big black dog was full of confidence. Dozens of large banners flew, shifting from their original positions, dividing the area into two spaces.
Ye Fan and Pang Bo exchanged glances, each seeking out an opponent to fight again. Otherwise, relying solely on the array patterns, it would take who knows how long to refine these two old-timers—they didn't want to wait.
This time, Ye Fan could fight his opponent even without using the All Secret. He still went after the old woman.
Pang Bo faced the scrawny old man, but he didn't go deep inside—he only attacked from outside the array patterns. The Demon Emperor Nine Slashes, as long as one had surging magical power, had terrifying unlimited potential. He began to "slice" the scrawny old man like a radish.
"Little brat, if you've got guts, come in here! Scheming against me like this—what kind of skill is that?!" The gibbon-like old man jumped and raged.
"The highest skill is strategy. You old coot deserve to be sliced. Weren't you going to drink Ye Fan's blood? I think it's better to let you bleed dry first!" Pang Bo kept slicing with the Demon Emperor Nine Slashes, thoroughly enjoying himself.
By the time Ye Fan finished off the old woman, Pang Bo had also sliced the scrawny old man into dried radish strips, completely ending the battle. Even Li Heishui and Tu Fei stared wide-eyed.
"I was just hitting a stationary target..." Pang Bo shook his head.
Cleaning up the battlefield was troublesome. The array patterns had trapped many people—they couldn't kill them all. Ye Fan couldn't bring himself to do it. He probed their divine consciousness, erased the relevant memories, leaving them blank, and then released them all.
The remaining children were a big problem. Ye Fan's head ached. There were about thirty children, all with extraordinary talent, and he didn't know where to send them.
"Why don't we just establish our own sect? These are all immortal seedlings—little geniuses." Li Heishui said.
Everyone was quite surprised. These children indeed possessed very rare talent. They had no idea how the Yin Yang Sect had found them.
"Let's leave this place quickly." Ye Fan's anger had subsided. He no longer wanted to trouble the Holy Maiden of the Yin Yang Sect. They couldn't stay long—this was a secret ground of a supreme great sect. If a major figure appeared, it would be a disaster.
"Big brother, do you really know Nannan?" Little Nannan blinked her big eyes and asked.
"Of course I do." Ye Fan tapped her nose.
They were very inconvenienced with a large group of young children. Fortunately, Ye Huiling was there—ethereal as dust, beautiful and lively, she was very popular with children. Otherwise, with a bunch of kids wailing, Ye Fan, Li Heishui, and the others would be helpless.
They arrived at a small town. Ye Fan's first task was to take Little Nannan to buy new clothes. What she wore was too tattered—her little shoes even had holes for her toes. A three-year-old child didn't notice it herself, but it made others feel terrible.
"Can we eat first?" Little Nannan lowered her head and whispered, looking a bit timid.
After losing her seven-colored little stone, she was like a normal child—not eating would make her painfully hungry. In the Yin Yang Sect's secret ground, her situation was very bad. She often went hungry, her little face thin and gaunt.
"Alright, I'll take you to eat first." Ye Fan said softly.
"Really?" Little Nannan had forgotten Ye Fan. Lately, people had always been harsh to her. Although the person before her was kind, the little girl was still uneasy, which was why she was so timid.
"What do you want to eat?"
"I want..." Little Nannan tilted her head, thought for a moment, and spoke in a childish voice, "I want spirit herb paste. When I was very, very hungry, about to fall asleep, a big sister secretly gave me some. It was very tasty."
Ye Fan's heart ached. Clearly, when the little girl said "about to fall asleep," she meant she was about to faint from hunger.
Black Emperor had cleaned out the Yin Yang Sect's secret spirit herb storeroom, so naturally there was no shortage of spirit herbs. Ye Fan prepared a small bowl for her, letting her eat slowly.
Then, he changed her into a set of bright little clothes. Little Nannan instantly became a porcelain doll, carved from jade and powder, so adorable that even Li Heishui and Tu Fei couldn't help coming over to pat her head and make her laugh.
Ye Fan took out a piece of sparkling jade, imprinting it on Little Nannan's forehead. Inside were memories from Yan Capital, which he had specifically kept in case the little girl forgot the past.
"Big brother, it's you! I remember..." Little Nannan was extremely happy. After receiving this part of the memory, she was no longer as timid and uneasy as before, because now she knew who Ye Fan was.
Then, Ye Fan took out the seven-colored little stone and placed it in her palm.
"Nannan gave this colored stone to big brother. I can't take it back." The little girl shook her head, looking very serious.
"This stone can't be given to anyone. Otherwise, Nannan will get sick. You must keep it safe and not lose it." Ye Fan made the seven-colored little stone into a small necklace pendant and hung it around the little girl's neck.
He had searched the innkeeper's memory—if anything happened to the little stone, Nannan would become seriously ill. In the worst case, she had nearly died from illness. It absolutely couldn't be lost.
Pang Bo, Li Heishui, and Tu Fei also liked Little Nannan very much. They found her obedient and cute, naturally inspiring pity.
"Little Nannan is like a little porcelain doll, but it's not quite suitable to keep her with us. We often face life-and-death battles. What do you plan to do?" Pang Bo asked.
"Earlier, I planned to send her to the Clumsy Peak of Grand Mystery to be Zhang Wenchang's daughter. But I forced that sect's Hua Yunfei to become an enemy of the world, so I can't go there now."
"Nannan doesn't want to go anywhere else..." The little girl was frightened. Though she was playing with some young children in the distance, her spiritual perception was very sharp, and she heard their conversation.
Ye Huiling smiled lightly, crouched down, and tapped her delicate little nose. "From now on, stay with big sister. Go to the Central Province and become a truly carefree little princess."
"Nannan doesn't want to be separated from big brother..." The little girl lowered her head, her mood low.
Hearing these words, Ye Fan laughed. "Don't worry. How could I abandon you?" He quickly signaled Pang Bo to stop talking.
Little Nannan immediately became very happy. Her big eyes lit up, revealing a pure smile.
"You must keep her by your side. Don't send her anywhere else." Black Emperor suddenly spoke. Ever since seeing the little girl, the big black dog had been thinking about something, lost in thought.
"Have you noticed something?" Ye Fan's heart stirred. Pang Bo, Li Heishui, and Tu Fei also looked over.
Black Emperor immediately coughed dryly and muttered, "This emperor hasn't noticed anything." Then, he trotted over to the little girl and tempted her, "Little cutie, do you want to take me as your master?"
"What does taking a master do?" Little Nannan asked innocently.
"Take me as your master, and I'll feed you spirit herb paste every day. I'll teach you supreme techniques that rival—no, surpass—what the Ruthless Great Emperor created in her later years." Black Emperor was like a wolf in sheep's clothing, tempting her step by step.
Black Emperor must have noticed something! This was the consensus of Ye Fan, Tu Fei, Pang Bo, and Li Heishui. This dead dog grabbed treasures whenever he saw them—this was the first time he wanted to grab a person.
"From now on, you don't need to worry. I'll take care of her." The big black dog said this, taking full responsibility. He stared at Little Nannan like he had discovered a supreme treasure, almost drooling.
"Dead dog, if you dare eat a child, I'll skin you alive!" Ye Fan shouted.
"Damn it, where did your mind go? This emperor wants to cultivate a Great Emperor! Just wait and see!" The big black dog grew more excited as he spoke.
"Dead dog, what exactly have you noticed?" Tu Fei asked.
"Is Little Nannan a Great Emperor? No, a future Great Emperor?" Li Heishui was also puzzled.
"Little Nannan... a Great Emperor?!" Not far away, Ye Huiling, who was playing with the group of children, also looked over in surprise. "The adorable little thing, she's just this tiny—can you already tell she'll become a Great Emperor?"
Black Emperor refused to answer these questions at all. He grandly turned his head away, then his face filled with smiles as he began tempting Little Nannan again.
"I'll take you into the Immortal Mountain to pick tea leaves, alright?"
"I'll take you to the Immortal Mound to find supreme treasures. Want to go?"
"How can she understand what you're saying to Little Nannan?!" Ye Fan scolded.
"You wouldn't understand even if I told you." The big black dog muttered, then piled on smiles again, teasing Little Nannan, very attentive.
"What an adorable little doggy." Little Nannan was very happy, her voice innocent.
The big black dog was instantly petrified. For the first time in his life, someone said he was adorable—and it was a little girl. He wanted to slam his head into the ground.
"Haha..." Ye Fan, Pang Bo, and the others all burst out laughing.