Chapter 502: Inviting the Divine Dynasty to Kill a Holy Son
With a single thought, Ye Fan decided to resort to ruthless measures, intending to drag both the ancient inheritances and, especially, the two ancient assassin divine dynasties into the fray.
"Kid, you're really not being straightforward. Coming up with such a wicked idea will cause chaos," the big black dog said with a sly grin.
"What's wicked about it? It's a strategy, alright? I'm just trying to protect myself," Ye Fan corrected him.
"Isn't it the same thing? Cheating people is cheating people. Don't dress it up so grandly," the big black dog said, its brass bell-like eyes rolling and gleaming.
"This dead dog definitely has no good intentions!" Li Heishui knew from its expression that it was up to some mischief.
"Dammit, am I really that unscrupulous? I was just thinking about whether I could snag an ancient scripture," the big black dog bared its teeth.
"Big brother, what are you all going to do?" Little Nannan looked up, gently tugging at Ye Fan's clothes. Her delicate little face was full of confusion, and her big eyes were incredibly innocent and pure.
"Cough..." The big black dog cleared its throat and said, "Don't corrupt the child." They had almost forgotten about Little Nannan and felt they couldn't speak too bluntly. Some things were best kept from the simple-minded little girl for now.
"We're thinking about how to get rid of the bad guys," Ye Fan said with a smile, patting her head.
"Oh." Little Nannan blinked her big eyes and nodded seriously.
Holy Cliff was located in the northernmost part of the domain, bordering the Northern Domain. Although they had crossed millions of miles, they were still in this area because the Eastern Wasteland was simply too vast.
Here, there were endless mountain ranges. Ye Fan carefully scouted around, a look of surprise in his eyes. The mountains in the northernmost part of the domain also produced Source.
"Those are definitely Source mountains. Although they're far less abundant than the Northern Domain, you can still find some Source here."
Ye Fan and the others didn't rush to leave. Instead, they cultivated while wandering through the endless mountains. If they could find a Divine Source mine, it would be worth it.
Now, Ye Fan's Source art skills were very high, with few able to match him. After half a month of roaming through these endless wild mountains, they indeed found a small dragon vein.
"We've struck Source! We've dug to the heart of the dragon vein, and it's... Divine Source!" Several blocks of Source hung in the void, their divine light shooting into the sky, never falling, dazzling and brilliant, illuminating the entire underground ancient mine.
Although it wasn't a large treasure—each piece was only the size of a fist—together, they were worth six hundred thousand catties of pure Source. This was already astonishing.
Any other cultivator would have been ecstatic. This was a huge fortune, a veritable treasure trove. But Ye Fan had seen millions of catties of Source before, so he wasn't excited by this.
"With this Source to buy the life of a Holy Son, do you think the ancient assassin divine dynasty would accept the job?" Ye Fan asked.
"Dammit, this is rare Divine Source in the world, worth six hundred thousand catties of pure Source. Why don't you just give it all to me? I'll go kill a Holy Son for you!" The big black dog drooled, its heart stirred by any treasure.
"This greedy dog..." Li Heishui muttered.
"Is this price acceptable?" Ye Fan asked again.
"If the ancient assassin divine dynasty really wants to make a strong comeback, they'll definitely take this deal. Killing a Holy Son to establish their authority—and with so much Source, who wouldn't be tempted!" the big black dog said.
Ye Fan didn't intend to kill all the Holy Sons at once. That would be too obvious, and the ancient assassin divine dynasty might not accept it.
"Holy Son Yao Guang!" He spat out these four words. As a representative figure among the Holy Sons, he was nearly invincible among the younger generation of the Eastern Wasteland. If he were killed, it would cause a huge uproar.
"Holy Son Yao Guang—if he's killed by the ancient assassin divine dynasty, there will be endless turmoil!" "This person is extremely powerful. Even if he's not the strongest of his generation, he's close. He'll be hard to kill, but it will give the divine dynasty's seed assassins a headache."
Li Heishui and the big black dog were both shocked, but they deeply agreed. This was definitely the best choice.
Holy Son Yao Guang was unfathomable. He had never fought to the death with anyone, and no one knew his true trump cards, but Ye Fan always felt he was extremely dangerous.
Two days later, Ye Fan set out alone to find the ancient assassin divine dynasty. He crossed over to the domain.
He visited several ancient sites, only to find them long abandoned, overgrown with weeds. He couldn't contact anyone, and even the ancient ruins were nearly completely worn away.
Half a month later, he approached Qingming Ancient City. According to Black Emperor, there was a very old village nearby that served as an important contact point.
Qingming Ancient City had a long history and was one of the top ten ancient cities in the domain, naturally accompanied by many legends.
Legend has it that in ancient times, it was close to the heavens, able to breathe in the essence of the sun and moon, surrounded by many stars, full of mythological color.
Now, of course, it no longer had these extraordinary phenomena, but it was extremely prosperous, a shining pearl in the region and one of the most important ancient cities.
Ye Fan used the Heaven-Shifting Earth-Transforming Art to conceal his true appearance, transforming into a scholar who looked very weak, aimlessly wandering around the city.
Finally, he found an ancient map in the city lord's mansion, carefully examined all the surrounding towns, and identified several locations.
Black Emperor had only told him that Hell had an important contact point near Qingming Ancient City, but he didn't know the exact location or village.
Ye Fan left the city to search, eliminating nine villages, but he frowned. He hadn't found the so-called contact point.
In the end, he could only circle around Qingming Ancient City, not missing any place where people might have been.
"It's likely that ancient yin trees are planted here..." This was the only clue he could rely on. According to Black Emperor, the people of Hell walked in darkness like a group of evil gods, and every contact point would have ancient yin trees planted.
Ye Fan carefully investigated, spending three full days. At dusk on that day, he finally saw several ancient yin trees, and his spirits lifted.
This was a ruined site. There was no ancient village at all. It was very desolate, completely overgrown with weeds.
Half a broken stone tablet lay on the ground, and several ancient yin trees towered with thick branches and leaves, shrouded in heavy yin mist. The place was eerie.
"That's right, this should be the ancient village. It matches what Black Emperor said, but it's been abandoned for who knows how many tens of thousands of years."
Ye Fan dug through the earth and weeds, uncovering some ancient foundations underground that matched the scale Black Emperor had described.
"Can I still contact anyone?" he frowned.
But when he walked around, his brow relaxed. Deep in the ruins, there were a few more ancient yin trees, and there was a stone table and two stone chairs.
"Hell's style!" Ye Fan strode over. Following Black Emperor's instructions, he carved four words on the stone table: Holy Son Yao Guang.
Then, he turned and left without lingering.
Three days later, Ye Fan returned to this place. The four words were still there, with no result.
He left again, waiting patiently. Black Emperor had said it would take at least three days, at most nine, for the ancient assassin divine dynasty to finally respond.
Six days later, he came again. Still, there was no change. He muttered to himself, "Hell is very cautious..."
On the ninth day, Ye Fan returned. There was finally a change on the table. A blood-dripping divine sword lay across the four words.
At the same time, two numbers were written: two hundred and seventy. Hell had accepted the mission!
Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat. The ancient divine dynasty really dared to kill Holy Son Yao Guang, unafraid of the Holy Land. It seemed Hell had restored its ancient strength.
But the price was too steep. Killing Holy Son Yao Guang required two million catties of pure Source, with an upfront payment of seven hundred thousand catties.
"So expensive..." Ye Fan was stunned. This was an outrageous price. He had thought a million catties of Source would be enough.
But upon reflection, Ye Fan understood. Killing Holy Son Yao Guang was a huge deal because he was the future master of Yaoguang. Apart from the ancient assassin divine dynasty, no other force dared to provoke such an immortal inheritance.
Ye Fan left some fist-sized Divine Source blocks on the stone table, their divine light dazzling, making the ancient village ruins shimmer. They were worth seven hundred thousand catties of Source.
"The ancient assassin divine dynasty really knows how to make Source..." he thought to himself. This group of cold-blooded assassins might be even wealthier than a Source Heavenly Master.
Ye Fan didn't delay. He turned and left, disappearing into the wilderness. Soon, the Divine Source blocks on the stone table vanished silently.
Half a month later, shocking news spread. Holy Son Yao Guang, while training outside, went on a killing spree under the moonlight, slaying thirteen mysterious figures in one night!
That night, in that region, everyone heard roaring like ocean waves. The mountain range was completely destroyed, leveled to the ground.
As soon as this news broke, it caused a sensation. Holy Son Yao Guang had gone berserk, killing so many powerful enemies in one night. What had happened?
Later, people investigated and found that the thirteen corpses had been utterly annihilated, not even a fragment of bone remaining.
That mountain range had been shattered by force, leaving only dozens of broken peaks. The scene was terrifying, as if a great catastrophe had struck.
Everyone who saw this was horrified!
There was no need to imagine what kind of powerful enemies Holy Son Yao Guang had faced. The mountains had been reduced to this state, and the strength of those mysterious figures was chilling.
Without a doubt, they had set up a deadly ambush. With such powerful combat strength, they could have killed several top Holy Sons, but they had underestimated Holy Son Yao Guang.
He alone had annihilated them all, not letting a single one escape!
No one had witnessed the battle, but through clues, they understood a terrifying truth: Holy Son Yao Guang was even more fearsome than people imagined.
When Ye Fan received this news, he rubbed his chin and remained silent for a long time. This Holy Son Yao Guang was indeed unfathomable. This was the first time he had shown his combat power.
He smiled. Hell had made its move but lost thirteen experts. They wouldn't stop now. The real show was about to begin.
Ye Fan considered dragging the Mortal World into this too. Maybe he could pull another suspicious Holy Son into the water and stir up more chaos in the Eastern Wasteland.
But on that very day, shocking news came from the Northern Domain, related to the Peerless Divine King.
The long-silent Northern Domain was stirred into endless waves. The little princess of the Jiang family, Jiang Tingting, had returned to her clan.
Everyone knew that she had been taken away by the Peerless Divine King long ago. No one knew where they had gone, and no information could be found.
Ye Fan had been searching for them ever since he picked the Immortal Divine Fruit, but there was no news. Even the Jiang family didn't know.
Now, the long-lost Little Tingting had appeared, capturing everyone's attention. Whether the Peerless Divine King was alive or dead might soon come to light.
Countless people rushed to the Northern Domain to uncover the truth. Ye Fan's heart stirred with excitement. He felt it was time to repay his debt of gratitude.