Chapter 895: Farewell to Old Friends
The five domains were in turmoil as all forces converged on Central Province. With the emergence of the ancestral temple, the entire world was stirred into action, sparking a massive wave of attention from all directions. Countless cultivators were mobilizing, actively preparing to march into that temple at any moment. Although the four divine dynasties and Yaoguang Holy Land were still in discussions with various parties and had not yet opened access, that day was not far off.
"We won't fight a battle without certainty." Black Emperor had already gathered a vast amount of precious materials to inscribe dao patterns and formations, preparing for whatever might be needed.
As for Duan De, he believed that place definitely held something extraordinary. After all, it was once the number one dragon vein of Central Province. Even though it had been severed, it surely still contained a massive amount of dragon qi, and might even have nurtured something remarkable.
Black Emperor's needs were manageable. In the recent days when Ye Fan set up his scheme to kill his enemies, he had already purchased many heavenly materials and earthly treasures, all acquired at sky-high prices according to Black Emperor's requirements. But Duan De's needs were more troublesome—they were all obscure items, such as Yama Earth, Death Spirit Flowers, Corpse Bamboo, and Nine Nether Fetuses.
"What kind of chaotic nonsense is this? How can we find these?" The group was stunned. These items were extremely hard to locate.
"These are all priceless materials. Aside from me, those who refine forbidden artifacts also use them, so they're not impossible to find," Duan De said.
He wasn't too worried, because he had already obtained one main ingredient: Yellow Spring Water. Back then, when they chased the ghost soldiers in the ancient purgatory below Falling Eagle Cliff, they not only acquired Netherworld Grass but also collected an entire pool of Yellow Spring Water.
Now, that Netherworld Grass was stored in the cemetery of Heavenly Village. No one wanted to carry it around all day—even Ye Fan, with his golden blood energy like a sea, found it unsettling.
When Ye Fan, Duan De, and the others appeared in Heavenly Market, it immediately caused a commotion. Many people couldn't help but look their way. The battle at Heaven-Breaking Mountain Range had shocked the world—rivers of blood, mountains of corpses, and fear in everyone's hearts. Even the ancient clans were greatly shaken.
Now, few dared to challenge Ye Fan. He had established his own unique prestige in the current world. A series of feats—killing Yuan Gu, shooting down a divine son, and leveling an ancient aristocratic clan—had made people realize the might of the Human Sacred Body.
Heavenly Market was vast, but even after searching every corner, they only fulfilled half of Duan De's needs. The items he required were too rare, many of which others had never even heard of.
Whenever they found something they wanted, the trades went smoothly. Even the ancient clans were unwilling to offend Ye Fan too much, especially with the Holy Prince by his side. The two walking together inspired awe, carrying an inexplicable authority.
Ever since Ye Fan killed Yuan Gu, not only the human race but also the various ancient tribes believed he would likely become invincible in the world, standing shoulder to shoulder with the ancient imperial princes.
Yuan Gu was the eighth-generation descendant of the Yuan Emperor lineage. Although his bloodline power had weakened, it wasn't far off. Ye Fan's ability to kill him meant his potential should not be inferior to that of an imperial son.
"So this is the Human Sacred Body. I didn't see him in the last battle, but at Heaven-Breaking Mountain Range, the blood of the enemies he killed drenched the mountains. Now that I see him, he truly is extraordinary!"
Wherever the group passed, whispers arose from the crowd, reaching their ears. This was a reputation forged through battle—a major shift from past defiance and provocation to the current fear.
"So this is the Human Sacred Body? So that's what he looks like. He doesn't have three heads and six arms—he seems quite refined. Is his combat power really that strong?" Some young girls from the ancient clans were watching, their beautiful eyes shimmering with curiosity.
Heavenly Market was truly crowded, with beings from all races.
"Even Chaos Expansion Great Sage thinks highly of him. Even though he's human and not on our side, the great sage still appreciates him."
There was no denying it—after many great battles, Ye Fan's name now resounded among all races. Many were watching him, and wherever he went, countless eyes followed.
In the end, they left. Duan De's required materials were not fully gathered, and they needed to search elsewhere.
The Central Province ancestral temple was a special place, shrouded in ribbon-like black mist for over two hundred thousand years. In Duan De's words, it was comparable to the most terrifying tomb, and they had to treat it seriously.
Ye Fan and the others trusted his expertise, so they used every means to fulfill his needs. They wouldn't enter until everything was prepared. They could already predict that this expedition would likely claim many lives.
"Still a dozen or so materials short. I'm worried we might encounter something like a vengeful spirit. I won't feel secure until everything is ready," Duan De said.
"No problem. We have plenty of source stones. We'll bid at auction houses across the world!" Ye Fan declared. He began using all his connections to gather these materials.
Afterward, he and Pang Bo started visiting friends everywhere: Red Dragon Daoist, Peacock King, the sage Wei Yi from Heavenly Mystery Stone Workshop, the Jiang Family, the Ji Family, the Wind Clan, Jade Pool, the Thirteen Great Bandits, Li Ruoyu from Clumsy Peak, Heavenly Demon Palace, the Barbarian Clan, and so on. Their days were packed, constantly crossing the void.
Perhaps once they entered that ancestral temple, they would step onto the Five-Colored Altar and cross over. They didn't want to leave any regrets, so they met with every old friend they knew.
"I should go to the Western Desert. But it's too far, and I might not find her," Ye Fan muttered to himself. He decided to handle the immediate matters first.
Next, Ye Fan began distributing treasures, hanging many weapons on a stone cliff for Tongtong, Little Sparrow, and the two spirit children to choose from. Since he was about to leave, he left behind many spiritual items.
"Such extravagance!" Even Duan De and Black Emperor's eyes turned red. They almost fought with the children over the items. Even Qi Luo gasped in shock.
Not a single item Ye Fan left behind was inferior. Every piece was a priceless treasure. If any of them fell into the outside world, it would surely cause a bloody storm.
For example, a small black chariot, only an inch long, was crystal clear and shimmering with divine radiance. This was a king-level war chariot, obtained from Wang Teng's younger brother.
The spirit siblings Gu Fei and Gu Lin had keen eyes. They channeled spiritual energy into the black chariot, which released ten thousand auspicious rays and rapidly expanded. They climbed aboard, filled with excitement.
The Magnetic Mountain, which Ye Fan had brought back from the Ziwei Ancient Star Domain, was a highly malleable divine iron peak. It could continuously grow and evolve, and the magnetic divine light within it was extremely rare in the world. This treasure was taken by little Tongtong, who couldn't bear to put it down.
Additionally, there were the Ten Thousand Sorrow Bow, the Vajra Ring from Eight Scenery Palace, and a series of other artifacts—all rare and precious. Ye Fan left them all behind. He even took out the damaged saint weapon, the Purple Gold Hammer, and handed it to Li Heishui and the others.
"What a good man! A scattering child of wealth! That green copper, hurry up..." Duan De rubbed his hands together.
"Go cool off somewhere!" Ye Fan kept the Primordial Qi Cauldron and other items. He couldn't give everything away, as he hadn't given up on cultivation.
He also left some trump cards for these old friends. He kept all eighty-one black flags, personally refined by the Immortal Emperor. No one could say how powerful they truly were! Qi Luo and Black Emperor deduced that with a full-powered strike, they could probably level an entire holy land.
Pang Bo didn't have many rare treasures on him, nothing worth leaving behind. The Nine Divine Weapons were actually things Ye Fan had looted from Duan De for him, which made the unscrupulous taoist gnash his teeth every time he saw them. There were also a few stone nails, indeed divine materials used by the Immortal Emperor to seal coffins, indestructible and of unknown rank. Additionally, there was a Chaos Ancient Emperor Talisman, given by Ye Fan for protection, and a blood-dripping Hell Divine Sword, a damaged saint weapon Ye Fan had seized from the Killer Divine Dynasty when he set up his trap to slaughter enemies.
Ye Fan took out the Immortal Treasure Map, obtained from the Chaos Dragon Nest, and prepared to give it to the monkey. In ancient times, it had fallen into the hands of the Battle Saint Emperor. Perhaps the monkey could comprehend something from it.
However, the monkey refused, saying that in this world, one could cultivate and find any divine material, while the other end of the starry sky might not be suitable for cultivators. He told Ye Fan to keep it.
The group gathered to discuss what it was. After continuous deductions by the three old hands—Qi Luo, Duan De, and Black Emperor—they speculated that it was likely a starry ancient path map, authored by an emperor-level figure!
"Keep it safe. In the future, you might use it to find your way back," the group said, feeling a bit melancholic.
As for the Qilin Divine Medicine Seed, Ye Fan didn't stand on ceremony. He directly stated he would take it. Earth's primal energy might be withered, likely unsuitable for cultivators. In the future, he might need the essence it breathes out to sustain himself.
To that end, he spent these days traveling across the Northern Domain, digging up who knows how much divine source. All of it was to prepare a suitable pure land for the Qilin seed to grow.
Additionally, he purchased large quantities of ancient medicines and spiritual herbs, planning to plant them in source piles so they could emit spiritual energy and create an environment suitable for cultivation.
Ye Fan took out his last divine medicines. The sacred fruits picked from the Ancient Forbidden Land now had three remaining. He left them all for the monkey, Li Heishui, Li Tian, and the others, for life-saving purposes. As long as one had a breath left, they could be saved.
Furthermore, he left four drops of True Dragon Divine Medicine juice. The rest were also given to these old friends. His four drops were meant to extend the lives of his and Pang Bo's parents and others. If they were white-haired and had little lifespan left, one or two drops would be enough.
Of course, since there were also the parents of Zhang Wenchang and Liu Yiyi, he specially went to purchase large amounts of precious medicines to take back.
On the treasure-distributing cliff, Tongtong and the two spirit children had all chosen their beloved treasures. Only Little Sparrow blinked her big eyes, holding her milk bottle and wrinkling her little nose, picking and choosing without satisfaction. She couldn't find anything she liked.
In the end, the little one fixed her gaze on the bell around Black Emperor's neck. She thought it was the cutest, jingling as he walked. She reached out her little hand, wanting it.
The big black dog's black face turned even darker. The bell immediately vanished. There was no way he would give it away. That item held special significance for him.
"If you want a bell, that's easy. I was just about to settle some grudges. I'll get you the number one divine bell below saint weapons," Ye Fan said, affectionately patting her head.
Soon after, their group crossed over to the Northern Plains. They sought out the Golden Clan to settle old scores. Since he was about to leave, Ye Fan directly attacked their doorstep.
In the past, Jin Chixiao and his elder brother had both targeted him. Although Ye Fan had killed them, it had always been in self-defense.
"Daoist Ye, the past was all a misunderstanding. My son was spoiled. Please forgive any offense," the Golden Clan's patriarch said, trembling inside when he saw Ye Fan and the monkey come to settle accounts.
Now, the Human Sacred Body's reputation shook the world. If he truly set his mind against a major clan, even a powerful one like theirs would suffer immensely.
The battle at Heaven-Breaking Mountain Range had made all major forces across the five domains tremble with fear. Too many experts had died. Now, no one dared to provoke him.
Ye Fan didn't really want to start a war. After the clan apologized and presented the Nine Heavens Azure Fall Divine Bell, they withdrew. This bell was known as the number one divine bell below saint weapons, left behind by Azure Fall King of Central Province. It had been stained with blood in the past, but the Golden Clan of the Northern Plains had cleaned it with Earth Divine Milk after winning it at auction, restoring it to its original state.
Sure enough, when Little Sparrow saw this small azure bell, she happily threw away her milk bottle and hugged the fist-sized bell to her chest.
"I feel like everything is insufficient. Let's just buy any spiritual items we can. When we get back to Earth, we might not even see a single hair," Pang Bo said. Over the next few days, he and Ye Fan went on a crazy shopping spree, buying everything they needed.
During this process, Ye Fan mobilized all his resources to search for Little Nannan, wanting to find this pitiful little girl.
"I hope to find her before I leave. Please, let nothing happen to her."
In the end, Ye Fan stepped onto the super array platform Black Emperor had inscribed for him and headed to the Western Desert. Before leaving this time, he wanted to see An Miaoyi. He didn't want to rush away like he had twelve years ago.
The monkey went with him. He wanted to go to Mount Sumeru to see his uncle. Last time at the Ancient Forbidden Land, it had been too rushed, and many things had gone unasked.
Time was too fleeting. Ye Fan was about to leave, preparations underway. Mid-month, seeking ***, respectfully requesting support.