Chapter 88

"Saint Master, don't make fun of me." Ye Fan said helplessly: "Divine medicine and immortal materials are fine, but how can a Goddess be cut out."

"Why not." Lin Xian said calmly: "What do you think the foundation of the aristocratic family is sealed with? Even a Great Emperor's lifespan is no more than ten thousand years. How did the Saints of tens of thousands of years ago live to this life?"

"Divine Source?!" Ye Fan trembled, divine light shot out from his pupils, and he instantly understood something.

According to ancient books, in the era when heaven and earth combined Qi to give birth to all things, plants were lush, creatures were strong, spiritual medicine was endless, and many 'Sources' were formed, as crystal clear as amber, but sealed with a large amount of life essence inside.

Some rare 'Divine Sources' even had powerful creatures from the initial era of heaven and earth sealed inside. After such 'Sources' were mined, they could provide massive amounts of life essence.

Throughout the ages, countless experts and strong people have used Divine Sources to seal themselves to this life, preparing to take a peek at the road to immortality.

Even the Supremes in the forbidden zone use a small amount of immortal source mixed with a large amount of divine source to seal themselves to prevent the leakage of essence.

"Goddess, I am not interested in Goddesses."

Under the gaze of Jiang Tingting's cute big eyes, Ye Fan was righteous and said sternly: "I have never touched a Goddess."

"Oh, is that so." Lin Xian chuckled and teased: "How did I hear that not long ago the Yaoguang Saint Daughter lowered her realm to challenge you, and when you sparred with her, even her chest..."

"Cough, cough, Saint Master, let's hurry up and find the Source Heaven Master's inheritance." Ye Fan's old face turned red, and he quickly changed the subject, saying solemnly: "I can't wait to cut Divine Sources."

"Then let's go." Lin Xian smiled calmly: "In Divine Sources, there is everything. Not only are there Goddesses, but you can even cut out a monkey."

"A monkey?" Ye Fan was stunned and asked subconsciously: "What monkey?"

"A monkey named Fighting." Lin Xian said leisurely, took little Tingting, and strode away, crossing the void.

"Saint Master, don't go, explain clearly." Ye Fan was anxious and couldn't wait to follow, asking curiously: "Monkey? What monkey? Fighting Victorious Buddha?!"

If you tell people on Earth that there are Goddesses and fairies in stones, some will be incredibly excited, and some will be dismissive.

But, if you tell people on Earth that a golden monkey named Fighting is hidden in a certain stone!

Then everyone will boil over; that is a monkey.

How many people didn't look at beauties back then, but just stared at a stone monkey in a daze.

"The golden monkey rises with a thousand-pound stick, the jade universe clears ten thousand miles of dust, today we cheer for the Great Sage Sun, only because the demon fog has come again..."

Lin Xian sang and walked, sometimes stepping on the 'Xing' secret method, sometimes crossing the void.

The Northern Region lives up to its name of being boundless. Along the way, the population was sparse, and no human smoke was seen for thousands of miles. Most places were desolate, occasionally with small oases rooted here, proving it was not a dead land.

Source is produced here, so people don't have to worry about food and clothing, but precisely because of Source, life-and-death battles often occur, the folk customs are fierce, and they often fight for Source mines.

Therefore, the major Sacred Grounds mine Source mines in the Northern Region, mostly bringing people from their respective regions.

The preciousness of Source to cultivators is like gold coins to mortals, leading to rampant bandits here, not only locals but also forces from all over the Eastern Wasteland.

Fighting for Source mines and flowing with blood is the most common thing.

Heaven put all the wealth of Divine Sources in the Northern Region.

Want it? Then go get it.

Become the King of the Northern Region!

Lin Xian and Ye Fan crossed the void with very fast steps. Along the way, they encountered several batches of horse bandits, some were powerful bandits, some were wanderers, and some were simply local residents who farmed during busy farming seasons and robbed passing merchants and travelers when idle.

But fortunately, the cultivation realm of the horse bandits who were accustomed to plundering was not high, usually not exceeding the Wheel and Sea secret realm, and there were no Dao Palace-level experts, so Lin Xian didn't need to take action, and Ye Fan, who was in the Other Shore realm, could kill them.

By collecting the killed horse bandits, they actually gathered quite a few Source stones along the way.

Ye Fan couldn't help but click his tongue, sighing that the Northern Region really had many Sources and few people, fierce folk customs, and bandits everywhere, bleeding every day, which was a well-deserved chaotic land.

Everyone is a bandit, and the identities of hunter and prey are constantly switching on this bloody land.

And the bandits standing at the peak of the Northern Region are called the Thirteen Great Bandits, each with an extraordinary background, including strong men from the Eastern Wasteland who rebelled against the Sacred Grounds, Great Powers who wandered here from the Central Continent, and giants who fled from the Northern Desert.

The Thirteen Great Bandits are extremely terrifying, daring to rob even the Source areas and mineral veins of the Sacred Grounds and aristocratic families.

Once again crossing the void, Lin Xian and Ye Fan came to an oasis and saw a team of well-equipped horse bandits robbing and blood-washing the entire oasis.

Without any surprise, since it was acting on behalf of heaven, it was also collecting resources. Ye Fan took action very decisively. Under the suppression of the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, he punched heads, instantly exploding several horse bandits.

"Kill!" The leader of the horse bandits shouted, riding an exotic green-scaled horse and rushing over, his body filled with blood evil. Needless to say, he had killed countless people, gathered unimaginable murderous intent, and had blood light lingering on him.

This is an expert, at the ninth change of the Other Shore realm, very close to the Dao Palace. Ye Fan fought with him and couldn't take him down for a long time.

"Boy, where are you from, daring to ruin the business of the Thirteen Great Bandits!"

The horse bandit leader shouted, sacrificing a psychic weapon, erupting with sky-high blood light, scaring countless surviving mortals in the oasis to tremble.

"Thirteen Great Bandits?"

Ye Fan's pupils condensed and he shouted: "I heard that the Thirteen Great Bandits are righteous, only robbing Sacred Grounds, and will never make things difficult for the weak or intercept mortals."

"Whose subordinate are you, daring to ruin the reputation of the Thirteen Great Bandits!"

"You are not worthy to know." The horse bandit leader roared, his eyes filled with blood light, clearly using a forbidden secret method, burning his own life to obtain combat power.

"I guess you are using the name of the Great Bandits to hide your own crimes."

Ye Fan said coldly. He didn't believe the other party was a subordinate of the Thirteen Great Bandits.

Along the way, they learned a lot about the rules of the Northern Region and knew very well that the Thirteen Great Bandits stood at the peak of the ecological niche of the Northern Region and had always only robbed Sacred Grounds and aristocratic families, and would not attack mortals and low-level cultivators.

It was not because the Thirteen Great Bandits were how kind, but because they didn't look down on the small gains of mortals and low-level cultivators, just as tigers and leopards would catch cattle and sheep, but look down on mice and earthworms, because there was too little meat.

"Go to hell!" The horse bandit leader performed a desperate divine art, his hair turned white instantly, his aura suddenly rose to the Dao Palace level, his expression was ferocious, and his eyes were filled with bloodthirsty excitement.

Under this blow, let's see if you die!

Ye Fan saw this, shook his head helplessly, performed the 'Xing' secret method to retreat a few steps, and then shouted: "Saint Master, save me!"

Rumble!

A big handprint descended from the sky, slapping the horse bandit leader down, hitting him more than ten feet underground. A young man with an ethereal temperament, seemingly in harmony with heaven and earth, holding the hand of a little girl, walked down slowly from the void.

"Despicable! You actually travel with a Dao Palace expert." The horse bandit leader was dying, cursing in the big pit, and actually hadn't died yet.

Ye Fan's expression was calm: "If you don't open it, it's open; if you are weak, practice more."

Saying this, Ye Fan stepped forward, preparing to give the horse bandit leader the final blow.

"Wait, let me ask him a few questions first." Lin Xian said. He had held back just now; otherwise, that slap would have slapped the horse bandit leader into dust long ago.