Chapter 411: The Heavenly Dao Library

Who is An Lan? I shall end his life! — Huang Tian Di's "He Hua Wan Gu Zi Zai Fa" rune configuration completed with one click.

Alright, just a joke.

When Elder Ye reunited with his lost granddaughter thanks to the help of a warm-hearted citizen "Mr. Shi," Su Lin was recognized by numerous cultivators as An Lan, the famed Source Heaven Master of the Eastern Wilderness, due to forgetting his disguise and his past public displays of power.

The scene grew awkward all at once.

When Shi Hao instantly entered battle mode, immortal light surged in all directions, and killing intent boiled over.

Even now, he did not unleash his full power, for too many weak beings dwelled upon this planet; a single misstep could lead to mass slaughter.

Yet when Shi Hao activated the Reincarnation Divine Art, wielding the Great Luo Sword Embryo, and his transformation technique reached its peak, the entire hall fell utterly silent.

That was a power unseen on the surface of the Eastern Wilderness for nearly eight thousand years—the last time was when that peerless figure, Gai Jiuyou, had conquered all of Zhongzhou without equal!

"An Lan?!"

Those two characters triggered something forbidden—murderous intent arose in an instant, heaven and earth overturned!

Shi Hao followed the cultivators' gazes and found them all fixed on Su Lin: "You're An Lan?!!"

"." Su Lin fell silent for a long while; how to put it—he had to own up to his own deeds, even if it brought tears: "It's me."

Shi Hao's eyes flickered with confusion—he'd already drawn half his sword, and now you tell me you're that An Lan? Do you really go everywhere using someone else's name?

Shi Hao narrowed his eyes and made his decision in the blink of an eye.

"Hmph! An Lan, die!" Whether you're the real An Lan or not, using this name means you're fighting me!

Besides, this isn't your old territory—you don't have to worry about being crushed like before.

"A king cannot be insulted!"

Su Lin's eyes turned icy; the Sky-Blue Jade Void Sword appeared in his hand as he met the attack head-on—their first clash overturned everything in the vicinity.

Ancient palaces collapsed, the heavens cracked open, and the sun, moon, and stars poured into the Heavenly Abyss along with the collapsing cosmic space.

Where their swords clashed, the starry sky blurred; one man glowed with radiant light, divine chains of order radiating outward, wielding the ancient, weathered Sword Embryo like a wrathful demon descending to destroy this universe.

The other stilled time and space; his azure blade shimmered with starlight, his sword qi howling as it reignited the blurred stars, the mist swirling with the essence of creation.

Their clash came suddenly, yet they did not fight on the spot—instead, amid bursts of exploding stars, they surged toward the endless void.

In the distant, ancient desolate era, "An Lan" and Shi Hao once again engaged in a legendary battle.

Amid divine auroras of creation and destruction, countless ancient beings awoke from their slumber at their clash—hadn't the era's prologue yet even begun, and already were such figures fighting to the death?

And both are

Human?!"

【Administrator Ye Fan activated a live stream】

Ye Fan: "Hit hard! Shi Hao, didn't you drink any beast milk before coming?! Use every ounce of strength you've got to beat the hell out of this An Lan—he's committed the ultimate arrogance taboo in the Eastern Wilderness and deserves death!"

Ye Fan: "Su Lin, how weak are you? Don't tell me you've got no skills except cheating! He's stomping on your face—just go all out! Yes, like that—brilliant!"

Weigong Shilang: "Can you even see their movements?"

Ye Fan: "They've fought to the edge of the universe—even the Dao itself has been worn away."

Lu Mingfei: "What's going on? How many chapters did I skip before it turned into a mob beating An Lan?"

Li Huowang: "It's Brother Su and Brother Shi fighting again."

Tony Stark: "You know what? I was just giving a speech on peace beneath a cross, and now a crowd below is praying for peace—while God himself is already fighting someone. Hmm, quite interesting."

He silently glanced at the Jesus behind him and made the sign of the cross on his chest: "You're probably a pacifist, right?"

Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan: "Fight hard, Boss! The Tianyi Sect's reputation can't lose!"

Meng Qi: "Fight hard, Boss! The Tianyi Sect's eternal foundation can't be wiped out by the protagonist, right~"

Han Li: "May the Boss uphold our sect's glory."

Su Lin: "So I'm just curious—this so-called sect, in the end, still comes down to me doing everything myself?"

Shi Hao: "You call that fighting? Have the guts to stop running and face me!"

Su Lin: "Then come. I'll reveal my true form and wait for you."

Shi Hao: "What true form or not—wait and see, I'm tearing apart your true form!"

Miss Kelaien: "Has no one ever told him?"

Li Huowang: "Told him what?"

Ye Fan: "Told him what?"

Lu Mingfei: "Told him what?"

Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan: "Told him what?"

Miss Kelaien: "Then never mind."

Ye Fan: "Indeed."

Xing: "I'm more curious whether these two fighters can pull Star Dome out of the gacha pool—I've been struggling with the Flowing Memory Courtyard lately."

Kaguya Houraisan: "That messenger on your train hasn't run off yet?"

Xing: "He ran after seeing my memories, then came back—his courage's grown a lot since then, and the reward pool's improved too."

The group chat continued, but Ye Fan had lost patience with letting the two continue.

Who knew if the Forbidden Zones' denizens might also be spying on Su Lin? Even now, the group still didn't know where Su Lin's contamination level stood under normal conditions.

That's enough—it's time to kick these two bastards out.

Ye Fan thought of this and used his rarely-ever-used group permissions to expel the two who had crossed over via the interdimensional talisman.

"Alright." Ye Fan clapped his hands; the matter was settled—he prepared to return and enter seclusion for cultivation.

He was about to activate the incomplete Tianxuan Step he'd learned from the Old Madman, when he felt his sleeve yanked by a powerful force.

Ye Fan turned his head—the brilliant eyes before him were now scanning the surroundings in sudden realization, glancing back and forth between Ji Zi Yue, An Miaoyi, and others.

"There's such a miraculous thing!" Ye Qingxian tugged at Ye Fan, beaming: "And there's no karmic restriction—I've returned here!"

"Hmm, indeed miraculous." Ye Fan forced a smile: "This... "

Ye Fan fell silent; he didn't know how to address the future granddaughter beside him. Immortal? It didn't feel right.

Call her granddaughter directly?

Come on, have you ever seen a granddaughter older than her own grandfather?! There are so many people watching.

"Would 'Qingxian' be an appropriate address? Could you please let go of me first?" Ye Fan took a deep breath and calmed himself, saying:

"I am aware of your existence, but I am not the person you know."

"You must have many questions. Later, I will answer them together with Shi Hao. This is not a place to talk."

He gestured around; many cultivators wore expressions of relief after narrowly escaping disaster. Until this moment, all hostile glances directed at Ye Fan had vanished.

These factions understood that, before An Lan of the Ye Zhetian Guild and the force standing behind Ye Fan settled their victory, they dare not provoke him.

Moreover, this peerless woman's strength was terrifyingly high!

"I understand." Ye Qingxian nodded happily, releasing her grip on Ye Fan's sleeve, then eagerly approached Ji Ziyue and asked curiously:

"Young girlhood Zi... cough, she doesn't know about this—I can tell. Don't be nervous."

Ji Haoyue stepped between them and asked: "Do you know my sister?"

"I've heard him mention you," Ye Qingxian pointed at Ye Fan and smiled. "He used to tell me all about how you two met."

"Enough. Don't say more." Ye Fan's face was cold; he had no idea what to do with this mischievous future granddaughter. If anyone else had done this, he would've already acted.

But this relationship is right here.

Ugh, I should've let Shi Hao see Su Lin's true form.

"What is your relationship?" Ji Ziyue asked, puzzled. "You also have the surname Ye."

"Direct blood relative." Ye Fan pulled Ye Qingxian closer, glaring at this cunning future granddaughter. "She is a clanswoman of my lineage."

An Miaoyi exclaimed in surprise: "Brother Ye hails from some reclusive clan?"

The Imperial Prince of Daya nodded: "Indeed, only those ancient families, so old their histories have vanished, could produce a figure like Brother Ye."

Yao Yuekong asked: "Does your lineage have any past grudges with Master An Lan?" Then he turned to Divine King Jiang Taixu: "Yet today, Divine King and Elder Zhong are speaking on your behalf."

Everyone fell into thought, beginning to analyze the relationship between the Ye Zhetian Guild and the force behind Ye Fan.

The murderous intent revealed earlier by that unparalleled powerhouse was no pretense. Had it not been for the Feng Clan's formation shielding them, cultivators of ordinary mental fortitude would already have been driven mad by that killing intent.

"An irreconcilable old grudge." Ye Fan did not wish to dwell on this topic. He grasped Ye Qingxian's wrist and turned to leave. "Ladies and gentlemen, let us resume our old acquaintance another day. Today, we have other matters to attend to."

"Don't go!" Ye Qingxian pleaded. "I still want to chat with Immortal An. You've always told me about her."

An Miaoyi froze. She had met Ye Fan several times and they had gotten along well, yet she sensed his attitude toward her differed from that toward other cultivators. Why would he mention her?

Seeing the faintly troubled expression on Ye Fan's face, Ye Qingxian's demeanor changed. She smiled brightly. "Alright, let's go, let's go."

She bowed to everyone present alongside Ye Fan, then departed together with him.

Watching them leave, Li Heishui frowned in confusion:

"What a refined and wise immortal maiden—powerful, yet so youthful in demeanor. But why do I feel her attitude toward Ye Fan isn't that of an elder, but rather Ye Fan is hers?"

Even as they left, Ye Fan walked steadily ahead, while Ye Qingxian skipped lightly behind him.

"She must be his sister," Tu Fei said. "This kid hid such a beautiful sister from us all this time."

Yao Yuekong teased: "Precisely because he knows you, Tu, that he kept it secret."

Nearby.

"That immortal maiden arrived with the one who fought Brother Su. Is she also from the Tianyi Sect? I wonder how Brother Su is faring now." Divine King Jiang Taixu turned to Zhong Li, who was covering her mouth with a smile, and asked: "Elder Zhong?"

"Apologies, I was just thinking of something amusing." Zhong Li suppressed her smile and said gently:

"The reasons are rather complicated to explain, but Divine King, rest assured—it is not a true mortal enmity."

"The Grand Saint-level delicacy you consumed earlier was provided jointly by her and Su Lin."

"I see." Jiang Taixu nodded. Though curious, he chose not to probe further.

After today's upheaval, Ye Fan and Weigong Shilang's travels through the Eastern Wilderness should become somewhat easier. Leaving aside the squabbles among the younger generation, at least no great experts will openly intervene.

Ye Fan: "@Shi Hao, hurry over and take her back."

Shi Hao: "Can you really do that?"

Ye Fan: "?"

Su Lin: "Oh my."

Meng Qi: "That's cruel."

Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan: "How can you be such a grandfather!"

Ye Fan: "How do you know?!"

Su Lin: "Oh, Shi Hao brought a new batch of volunteers. I'm busy copying their secret techniques. @Weigong Shilang, come to Type Moon—new ingredients have arrived."

Weigong Shilang: "Understood."

Since Su Lin became the God of his own universe, he no longer needs cross-realm talismans to reach the Type Moon universe. Meng Qi, the Three Pure Ones, is the same.

Shi Hao: "Let her stay with you for a while. Her journey here hasn't been easy. This reunion might make up for some of it. Besides, with her here, no one will dare touch you."

Ye Fan: "I don't need such protection. A true cultivator forges strength through countless perilous trials."

A granddaughter protecting her grandfather? Ye Fan has no pangolin by his side—only a dead dog and a dead fatty.

In the group, Ye Fan fell silent. He didn't know whether something had happened on the other side.

Shi Hao looked at Su Lin and Meng Qi and asked: "I heard the Remnant Immortal went mad. This scene shouldn't have happened. Do you have any clues?"

"No idea." Su Lin shook his head and countered: "I'm free now. Want to spar?"

"Not in the mood." Shi Hao wasn't stupid; with Su Lin holding the terrain advantage, going up meant getting beaten:

"Let's train sometime. I'm serious."

"Without relying on external tools—only your own abilities."

He had faced many opponents, and he'd seen plenty who relied on a wide array of techniques, but never before had he encountered someone like Su Lin—possessing so many laws that they could overwhelm with sheer quantity, matching him blow for blow.

Su Lin thought for a moment, then nodded.

"Fine, later—I'll raise my own cultivation level."

"Your own cultivation level?" Shi Hao frowned. "Aren't you strong enough already?"

"I've only just reached Great Ascension, the Dao Palace, and the Opened Heaven's Gate in my Immortal Path. Isn't it unreasonable to expect me to fight a peak Dunyi Realm cultivator?" Su Lin said as if it were obvious, while crushing a soul fragment in his hand.

These terms left Shi Hao reeling, and even the others nearby were speechless.

"Alright, done." Su Lin engraved all the extracted Divine Arts, Secret Techniques, and Immortal Methods into special jade scrolls, then placed them inside the Wangshu Pavilion.

"The collection here keeps growing," Li Huowang said, comparing it to his first visit. "Feels like it's about to burst."

Though the Wangshu Pavilion already held many secret scriptures and cultivation methods back then, it paled in comparison to now—once spacious, it had become cramped.

"After all, I've gathered laws from several worlds," Su Lin nodded.

Immortal methods, magic, Inner Universe techniques from Chen Nan's world—all the accumulated knowledge of its strongest cultivators are here.

Most of the Immortal Realm and Type-Moon Universe's laws from Weigong Shilang's world have also been copied.

Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan's Dou Qi and alchemy, the cultivation techniques provided by Zhongli and Han Li, unique spells scavenged from Zhang Choulan's world, Meng Qi's Hundred-Day Foundation Establishment methods and Xuan Men techniques—

Various cultivation methods and martial arts magic from the Arad Continent have also been copied in abundance.

Lao Lu's compressed packs were numerous too, though their variety was limited; maybe one day I'll tie up Lu Mingfei and shake him to see if more types come out.

Added to this, during this period, through the full-knowledge collaboration with Shi Hao—soul-reading, law-stripping, plucking feathers, peeling skin, boiling water, adding sauce, fertilizer production—the assembly line has seen explosive growth on a massive scale.

"The space here has been expanded several times already, and now it's filling up again." Su Lin gazed at this accumulation, his brow relaxing, a strange sense of comfort and ease rising within him:

"This sect's library has truly become a Dao Treasury."

"Wangshu Pavilion sounds nice, but it's time to think of a new name."

"What about 'Infinite Divine Arts Pavilion'?" Shi Hao suggested.

Su Lin looked at Li Huowang. "Huowang, any suggestions?"

Li Huowang thought. "The Daoist Library of Heaven?"

Su Lin nodded. "Hmm, that might be good."

Shi Hao: "The Endless Divine Arts Pavilion?"

Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan: "Guiyuan Dao Treasury? Tai Chu Secret Treasury?"

Su Lin: "Not bad. Kleine, shut up."

Shi Hao: "Are you ignoring me?"

Su Lin blinked, then looked at the ingredients beside him. "What are we eating tonight?"

(End of Chapter)