Chapter 946: Spirit Mountain Dries Up
At the end of the road, Shakyamuni appears!
This caught everyone off guard. Even from dozens to hundreds of miles away, the sound rang out deafeningly, washing over people like a baptism, enlightening them—it was all connected to him!
Not long after, Ye Fan returned to City B, while the other group went back to India. Before parting, several masters made an appointment with him, saying they would consult others about the secret language of Spirit Mountain upon their return. Whether they gained anything or not, they would visit and seek his guidance again.
As soon as Ye Fan came back, he sensed something amiss. The lawn outside the old villa was pitted and scarred, as if struck by lightning, ruined beyond recognition.
The old villa itself hadn’t changed much, as he had inscribed a few simple protective arrays, making it hard to damage even under impact. But its surroundings were a mess, clearly indicating someone had fought here.
“Little Pine!”
Ye Fan was startled. With a flicker, he entered the house, but it was cold and desolate—nothing was there.
Where had the little purple creature gone? His heart instantly turned cold. He searched the surroundings, releasing a powerful divine sense and calling out, “Little Pine…”
In the distance, beside a trash can, a dirty little fellow timidly poked out its head. Turning into a streak of purple light, it pounced toward him, latching onto his body in an instant, trembling.
“You… what happened?” Ye Fan’s heart was far less calm than his words suggested. He brought it home and placed it on the sofa.
Little Pine’s leg was injured, limping and frightened. Yet it pretended to be at ease, trying to make Ye Fan smile by doing a flattering somersault, wincing in pain but still grinning innocently.
Seeing this, Ye Fan felt a pang of heartache. Who had hurt the little purple one? Murderous intent surged within him!
This is a cycle—as we break through one level, others break through against us. Mid-month, please check if there’s a second *** ticket available. Cast it for Zhe Tian, or we’ll be overtaken soon. Seeking support, seeking backing.
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