Chapter 310: Still the Best at Drinking Beast Milk (Blue Star Ends, 5800)

"You're being too formal with me," said Ye Tian Di, gripping one leg of a figure and dragging it back along the path he had come.

"Our karmic ties have grown deeper than ever—if not for this bond, I never would've found you. You're something else."

"We've shared eleven life-or-death bonds—do you think I'd betray you?"

"Oh, now it's twelve."

The figure desperately plunged both hands into the void, trying to grasp something solid, but even when he occasionally caught hold of a World Tree, it was instantly uprooted and dragged away with him.

"Harming flowers and grass isn't good."

In an instant, the World Tree restored itself; the figure's hands were empty, and he could only claw at the void, leaving long, jagged cracks in the air.

"Can't take a loss," Ye Tian Di sneered at the void: "Is Shi Hao already at the Supreme Realm at this point?!"

"So does Ye Fan know the Nine Character Secret at this stage?" asked Huang Tian Di coldly.

"I don't know," said Ye Tian Di. "Probably gave it to him—go complain to the guy who gave it to him if you're unhappy."

"Heh, calling you Ye Hei was definitely justified—but you're going to lose, and I'm about to send Shi Hao back." Huang Tian Di didn't care. "If you cheat again, we'll settle this with a direct clash—see whether Ye is inferior to Huang or Huang is inferior to Ye."

Ye Tian Di smiled. If Shi Hao won against Ye Fan, wouldn't that also count as a new victory? Then wouldn't it still be Ye inferior to Huang?

On the surface, he looked broad-featured and honest—but his calculations were shrewd and precise.

Ye Tian Di said: "I never cheat in one-on-one fights."

"Good," said Huang Tian Di—then his expression changed instantly. "You're shameless!"

"Something feels off," Su Lin glanced at Ye Fan, whose blood stained heaven and earth, then at the betting odds, tightened his Skyblue Jade Void Sword, and forced a stiff smile:

"Did I just see Shi Hao punch Ye Fan into the sun?"

"Isn't that normal?" Lu Mingfei was baffled, not understanding why Su Lin had drawn his sword. "What's wrong? Ye Fan's only at the Four Extremes Realm, isn't he?"

"Nothing…" Su Lin's lip twitched—Lu Mingfei clearly hadn't fully woken up, or he wouldn't have asked that.

Four Extremes has been fighting Dunyi this long?

Didn't Ye Tian Di just give himself an advantage?

Are they faking this to mess with me?

No sooner had Su Lin thought this than he saw Shi Hao summon countless sword shadows—and amid a dazzling storm of dust, a colossal fist intent erupted like a tidal wave, shaking the stars.

"Bing!"

"Dou!"

"Zhe!"

"Lie!"

Okay, he definitely opened it.

Su Lin relaxed his brow—the full Nine Character Secret had been fully manifested. Anyone unaware would think these techniques existed in his simulated universe.

But gradually, Su Lin sensed something was off.

At first, it was just one star region; then an entire star river; soon, Su Lin had to mobilize Heavenly Will to shift the battlefield into Penglai World, lest their battle's shockwaves reach Earth.

It just felt… too intense.

"Ye Fan's combat experience lags far behind Shi Hao's," Zhong Li said. "The outcome of this battle is still uncertain."

"To cultivate to this level as a human," Weigong Shilang felt a deep yearning—the towering figures of the two warriors mirrored like the most perfect scenery in his eyes.

Once, he had only dreamed of gaining power to save what he knew—but unconsciously, he now felt an unrealistic desire rising within him.

"No."

He jolted awake, shaking his head at his own arrogant thought—but as he shook his head, he caught sight of Lu Mingfei beside him.

Weigong Shilang, do you know the best way for idealists like us to realize our ideals?

Absolute power.

In a daze, he saw again the man who had once painted a grand blueprint before everyone in the Dawn Hall above Tokyo—though his most important goal was—to

Open a harem.

"Strange," said Penglai Shan Huiye, tapping her chin. "I only revived once and sobered up—why hasn't Song Shuhang woken up yet?"

As she spoke, Song Shuhang's face wore a serene, tranquil smile, its surface coated in frost; he drifted through gaps in the torrent of sword qi, then was caught by a fist imprint, sucked into a vortex, and shattered.

"Hey," Lu Mingfei grabbed Su Lin, who was trying to flee: "That thing that just floated past—wasn't that—"

"A fairy! Battle Fairies are a rare race that can take any form!" Su Lin gripped Lu Mingfei's hand, trying to break free:

"I don't know why he hasn't woken up! Damn it, when did your physical strength get this strong?!"

Logically, even if Song Shuhang had merely brushed against their battle, he should've revived by now—so why is he still sleeping soundly?

Could it be…

Su Lin shuddered, instantly wanting to scan the stars for drifting souls.

Infinite stars shattered into fragments; one star river after another turned permanently to dust. In everyone's eyes, all was destroyed—the vast starry expanse now held only deathly silence.

"I know you're petty," Kleen asked Su Lin. "But has Song Shuhang offended you lately?"

Su Lin: "."

You should ask whether Song Shuhang offended Ye Fan.

Boom—!

Violent tremors surged—the entire void quaked slightly.

Penglai World, as if struck by a titanic giant wielding an axe, was being reshaped anew.

"Can Dunyi reach this level?! Did you both just cheat?!"

Wait—will two Tian Dis start fighting here? This world might as well be declared dead already.

At this moment, a message arrived in the chat group.

Above is the historical record.

Ye Fan: "Su Lin, that's enough. If you don't want to pay, send someone to help send the Waste Heaven Emperor on his way—stab him in the back and send his soul back."

Su Lin grew restless; if Ye Fan lost, he as Tianyi Sect Sect's leader would surely suffer dire consequences.

Besides, it looks like the opponent intends to challenge every single member of the sect—even with Tianyi's blessing, who knows if he's Dun Yi or something else?

Su Lin turned his gaze toward Lu Mingfei; Lu Mingfei sensed the look, raised his head, and stared into the depths of the cosmos.

"I've got a stomachache—why don't you let Emperor Yufeng go?" Lu Mingfei shrank his neck. "Wouldn't this karmic debt be too big? What if he roasts me alive?"

Emperor Yufeng pointed at himself with his little finger, expression puzzled, then burst into wailing.

Did these guys actually sign their initiation contracts in earnest?!!

"Coward," Su Lin spat, slapped Emperor Yufeng on the head, and turned his disdainful gaze toward Zhong Li and Miss Kelaien: "Dong Huang, Azathoth, the Long Wang's cellmate—who's going to deal with him?"

"What's a 'Long Wang's cellmate'?" Weigong Shilang wiped sweat from his brow. "Are you calling me?"

"You can pick one: Weigong Sword Shadow, Wheeling Sword Saint, Pure Love Sword God." Su Lin nodded. "Though movie fans love calling you Wushang Sword Sect, that's a gang name."

"Now our Multiverse Devourers have been cut off before even setting out—we need someone to achieve the great feat of staining the Heaven Emperor's blood."

Weigong Shilang felt too drained to retort: "Didn't the movie already end?"

Before Zhong Li could speak, Miss Kelaien cut in bluntly: "Why don't you go yourself? Don't say we're cowards—if you lead, I follow. I'll always trail behind the Sect Leader."

Leading this team is impossible—so what's the point of being Sect Leader?

Su Lin's gaze hardened as he looked at Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan, still asleep on the ground. He pulled out a bottle of Zui Xian Niang and spoke gently:

"Da Lang… Yan Di, time to wake up and drink."

Shi Hao slammed a punch into Ye Fan's abdomen. This time, the brilliant divine light radiating from Ye Fan failed to block his power—but Ye Fan refused to yield, landing the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist squarely on Shi Hao's face.

Both had fought until their eyes ran red, but ultimately Shi Hao's foundation ran deeper. Even though Ye Fan had gained partial power from the future, he could not overcome Shi Hao—whose strength had been forged slaughtering celestial prodigies on the Emperor's Border Battlefield—in this present moment.

The scales of victory tipped gradually toward the other side; Ye Fan was about to fall, his Sacred Body's blood about to drench the stars.

A magnificent flame-ancient ruler slashed through space, carrying boundless terrifying power—countless stars were born within the flames and extinguished within them.

Shi Hao dodged the flame-ancient ruler; the searing law-force burned so intensely it made his Phoenix Divine Art seem inadequate.

"Who?" Shi Hao's eyes brimmed with killing intent as he gazed toward a corner of the stars—where the flame-ancient ruler had suddenly appeared.

"Jie jie jie jie jie!!!"

Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan stumbled forward from within the array formed by dense flames, his hands hanging limp; space burned around him as he commanded all flames in the cosmos.

"I never expected that after ten thousand eons, you'd awaken from reincarnation and return to this life-prohibited zone."

"Too bad—the seal has already been broken."

"No one can stop our path of devouring all worlds to repair our origin—even you!"

Life-Prohibited Zone?!

Shi Hao felt a chilling absurdity—was this a Life-Prohibited Zone? Were there multiple Life-Prohibited Zones in the Lower Realm?!

But there was no boundary marker here, and it didn't resemble a Life-Prohibited Zone—no, zones cannot be judged by ordinary logic.

This man's name seems to be… Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan?

Shi Hao felt the man was bluffing, but what puzzled him most was that since they'd changed locations, everyone in the Tianyi Sect—including the previously weak elders Ye Fan and Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan—had become extraordinarily powerful.

What place had he accidentally stumbled into? And what did their words mean?

"Explain clearly," Shi Hao barked.

"I'll refine you into a pill with your blood," Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan suddenly tilted his head back; a flame mark on his forehead blazed brightly in dazzling hues. He pointed his index finger at Shi Hao and sneered: "Waste Heaven Emperor!"

Within the black cosmos, a pill cauldron formed from strange flames suddenly appeared. Beneath the endless darkness, crimson magma surged like a geyser from shattered space, flooding into the cauldron.

Ye Fan: "..."

He glanced at Su Lin beside him—Su Lin stood stunned, mouth slightly open, clearly as shocked as he was.

"What's going on?" Ye Fan asked. "I'm not the type who can't accept defeat—why are you here helping me?"

"..." Su Lin spoke sincerely: "I can't afford to lose."

He checked the group chat again—sure enough, the message had been recalled and vanished.

People change once they grow up.

"What's that thing?" Ye Fan pointed at Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan, who was laughing wildly—he was now fully sober, having absorbed all the alcohol's potency during battle.

"Who knows? Maybe he got too into character." Su Lin pondered, then wondered if forcibly purging the alcohol and drinking another bottle of Zui Xian Niang might be overkill: "Maybe he's been possessed by Hun Tian Di?"

"Even Hun Tian Di would be a medicinal ingredient!!! Jie jie jie!!!" Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan tossed another dazzling lapis-lazuli lotus into the cauldron:

"Better name than yours—Buddha's Wrath Fire Lotus!"

"My fault. I'm sorry," Su Lin shook his head, filled with guilt—how had such a perfect underdog-revival protagonist turned into this?

Flames that burned all things in the world converged into a pill cauldron; a magnificent, eerie flame lotus bloomed, nearly engulfing the entire starry expanse.

Boom—

Lei Ting raged; lightning-slime poured from the flame cauldron, immediately cracking its surface.

"I don't know what nonsense you're spouting," Shi Hao's body glowed with runes; a Lei Chi mark appeared on his third eye. He stepped forward through the sea of flames: "You think you can refine my blood into a pill? Dream on."

He punched forward, crossing space to appear before Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan and shattering him into countless flame fragments.

But just as Shi Hao prepared to counterattack, his mind suddenly dulled—he nearly forgot what he intended to do next. When he snapped back to awareness, he was imprisoned within the Five Elements Seal: metal, wood, water, fire, earth—endlessly cycling.

A streak of golden light struck his face; Shi Hao relied on instinct, instantly expanding his Sword Embryo to colossal size, resembling a massive mountain ridge.

In an instant, immortal radiance blazed forth, drowning all colors in its brilliance.

When the light faded, behind Shi Hao stood a golden willow tree; his Kunpeng Divine Wings manifested, and shards of time shot out, instantly resolving the life-or-death crisis.

"What are you trying to do?!"

The cosmos had somehow become thick with stars again; their flickering light formed a flowing Milky Way—but upon closer look, these were not stars at all, but countless swords emitting icy glimmers.

Shi Hao's eyes bulged; his breath nearly stopped as he calculated how many immortal treasures and rare artifacts these swords were worth—weapons even the Supreme would fight over, now piled here by the dozens.

These swords surged like a star-river toward Shi Hao; his body blazed with radiance as he prepared to meet them with sheer force—but Su Lin's figure suddenly appeared, his azure Tianqing Yu Xu Sword striking from behind.

Shi Hao suddenly felt an inexplicable force surge through him; he himself sensed no clear change, but the attacks aimed at him weakened the instant they reached him.

Shi Hao turned around, swatted away the long sword, and smiled at Su Lin. "Su Zongzhu, what's the meaning of this? Can't you afford thirty bottles of Zui Xian Niang? If you don't want to give them to me, just say so."

When he probed, his eyes froze with icy malice—he wanted to know what these people truly intended.

"Yes, yes!" Su Lin nodded hastily, speaking plainly: "I can't afford thirty bottles of Zui Xian Niang, so I didn't plan to let you win. You really don't want them?"

Shi Hao: "."

The Myriad Worlds hold all manner of wonders—and he'd encountered enough of these shameless powerhouses before; he was long used to it.

Shi Hao: "Just someone like you, then. May I leave now? I wish to depart this realm."

As long as he could leave, he didn't care about the rest. He'd already feasted for free, and with his thick skin, he now only worried they had other schemes.

This sect's wealth likely surpassed that of any clan.

Su Lin smiled and said, "Naturally—as long as you can find a way to return yourself."

Hearing Su Lin's words, Shi Hao asked, "I don't know how I got here. This isn't my own timeline, is it?"

As he spoke, he glanced at Ye Fan—he had once borrowed Ye Fan's future Dao Fruit through the Method of Self-Transformation; this timeline must be Ye Fan's youth.

"I'm also thinking of a way," Su Lin said, looking at Ye Fan. "If we kill him, will it send him back, right?"

Ye Fan looked puzzled. "You're asking me?"

Shi Hao broke into cold sweat and shouted urgently: "You can't just kill someone to send them back!"

"Don't worry," Su Lin reminded him. "You're merely a spiritual manifestation here. You were heading for the Void Spirit Realm, weren't you? That's a mental world—your physical body can't reach it. Your presence here is spiritual. So if you just let us kill you, you'll return to your original timeline. Probably."

"Then why am I here?" Shi Hao pressed, seeking more information. "Why do you know so much about me?"

"Jie wu wu?!" Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan hadn't even spoken before Su Lin clamped his mouth shut and threw him back to Earth.

A drunkard is useless—he must bear this karmic burden himself.

"Heaven's will cannot be fathomed; heavenly fate cannot be revealed. The time has not come. If fate allows, you'll know naturally; if not, don't force it." Su Lin finished his nonsense and immediately moved to strike, his body suffused with Heaven's Will.

"I have no habit of offering my neck for slaughter." Shi Hao's expression darkened. He didn't believe a word of this nonsense—he immediately prepared to resist. "Let me finish my battle with Ye Fan! I'll challenge your entire sect one-on-one! I'll win a hundred bottles of Zui Xian Niang!"

Su Lin sheathed the Tianqing Yu Xu Sword and nodded. "Fine."

Shi Hao froze—he hadn't expected such readiness.

The next instant, a pitch-black sun rose from below; sword light slashed through time from past, future, and present, while the stars of the heavens arranged themselves into a great star array.

"We're all going to fight you one-on-one," Su Lin clenched his fist. "I just remembered—you beat me up pretty well earlier, right? You drank a lot of my wine tonight. Sure, I'll charge it to Ye Fan, but in the end, tonight's spending exceeded everything I'd spent in my entire life before."

Su Lin hadn't thought deeply at first, but now, the more he thought, the angrier he grew. Future Tian Di? First, beat him up!

No—wrong. This is sending Tian Di home.

No, wrong—this is about sending Hun Tian Di home.

Immortal power surged wildly; ten-thousand-zhang light erupted as space shattered, black holes appeared, and the sword-formed river of stars shattered into countless fragments and exploded—any living being stepping here would be reduced to ash.

Su Lin raised the Absolute Boundary Sacred Stele to deliver the final blow—but before he could strike, a familiar melody echoed in everyone's ears.

It was the sound of a flute—melodious, enchanting, dreamlike.

Su Lin checked his system inventory—the jade flute was still inside. Then where was the sound coming from?

With that question, the Shi Hao before him vanished like a dream, a bubble, an illusion.

Shi Hao jolted awake from his dream. He had dreamed he crossed time to an unknown place outside this ancient history, where he feasted on fine wine and food, beat others senseless, and then was beaten senseless himself by them without reason.

Shi Hao jolted awake from his dream, in which he had traveled through time and space to an unknown place outside this ancient history, where he enjoyed fine wine and delicacies, beat others senseless, and then was senselessly beaten in return.

"No—it wasn't a dream."

Shi Hao felt the Zhe Xian Curse within him had noticeably weakened, and the insights gained from his battle with Ye Fan were clearly etched in his mind.

Shi Hao felt the power of the Zhe Xian curse within him had clearly weakened, and the insights gained from his battle with Ye Fan were sharply etched in his mind.

"Come in," Shi Hao said, clutching his head.

"Master, you fainted just now—are you feeling better?" It was Ge Gu.

Shi Hao had collapsed suddenly while entering the Void Spirit Realm with Ge Gu; back then, Ge Gu had been helpless and could only bring him back to Shi Village.

"I'm fine," Shi Hao rose. "Let's go now."

This matter was too bizarre to share with anyone—even if he told them, no one would believe him.

Not long after, Shi Hao and Ge Gu arrived at the Void Spirit Realm. To summon Niao Ye and Jing Bi Daye, he began a new record attempt.

Not long after, Shi Hao and Ge Gu arrived at the Virtual Spirit Realm; to make Bird Elder and Jingbi Elder appear, he began a new record-breaking attempt.

For him now, this was easy.

Shi Hao smiled, not caring about the record.

But then, a burst of laughter suddenly reached his ears. On the record stone, a name was written—Loves Drinking Beast Milk.

Shi Hao's face darkened at the sight of the name, his forehead lined with black veins.

Could that realm have been the future?

The thought made his face flush red—hotter than the shellfish he'd eaten before.

I'll destroy this damn place someday!

Frustrated. Sent the wrong scroll.

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