Chapter 107

Ma Liu was instantly shocked. Palace, Third Level—this is the same realm as the Qingxia Ancestor. With this kind of strength, why not just storm the gate and kick the plaque?

Lin Xian was being a bit too steady.

"Could it be that this is the world outside the Northern Region?" Ma Liu's eyes widened instantly, and he couldn't help but mutter, "Are cultivators outside like this?"

No, cultivators outside are very reckless.

Ye Fan had black lines on his face and asked helplessly, "What realm does the Saint Master plan to cultivate to before attacking the Qingxia Sect? It will take some time to go from Palace, Third Level to Palace, Fourth Level."

"I want to reach the Four Extremities Secret Realm first." Lin Xian said leisurely, "Small realms are easily defied; it's more stable to suppress with a large realm."

Ye Fan was completely speechless and sighed to the sky, "Saint Master, it's okay to be a bit wild occasionally."

Being cautious against Holy Lands and noble families is one thing, but is there a need to be this careful against such a small sect?

"Stay steady and don't be wild. Yesterday, I observed the celestial phenomena and discovered that the Qingxia Sect ancestor's time is running out; he will soon suffer from qi deviation, and then we can take advantage of the situation."

Lin Xian stood with his hands behind his back, with the demeanor of a high-level expert, and instructed Ma Liu, "You go to the Qingxia Sect to deliver source as usual. If there is any unusual movement, inform me immediately."

Ma Liu didn't know the truth and only thought that Lin Xian really had the ability to observe the stars. He nodded half-believingly and left after handing the map to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan and Lin Xian had walked together, sharing weal and woe, knowing each other's roots. A strange look appeared in his eyes, and he asked curiously, "Saint Master, when did you learn the method of star observation? Teach me too."

"The method of star observation is too profound; you can't grasp it, Ye Fan." Lin Xian said nonsense, "Yesterday, the Luan Gu Emperor entered my dream, observing that I have the potential to prove the Dao, and specially taught me the Qian-character Secret to help me cultivate."

"If you give me 50 source stones now, after I become an Emperor, I will return fifty pieces of divine source to you and appoint you as the first Divine General of the Heavenly Court."

Ye Fan rolled his eyes, not believing it at all. Saint Master Lin's star-observing magical power hadn't reached perfection, but his bullshitting magical power had reached perfection first, not even sparing his own people.

"Give me the map."

Lin Xian snorted coldly, "You missed the opportunity to be the first Divine General of the Heavenly Court. In the future, little Tingting will be the first Divine General, and you can only be the second."

Ye Fan's expression was indifferent. He was also a person who had been a CEO back in the day; he generally wouldn't eat such empty big pictures.

The Northern Region is endlessly vast and desolate. Perhaps it was prosperous in the ancient times, with myriad races rising together, but now nothing is left. Looking around, the boundless earth has nothing, only a monotonous reddish-brown.

The three of them crossed the void, stepping on the Wordless Secret, and according to the direction of the map, they quickly crossed one piece of land after another. Soon, they discovered an oasis with a radius of more than ten li.

Near the oasis, there seemed to be a lonely mountain, several thousand meters high.

It looked like a stone mountain, but only when close would one realize that it was purple-brown throughout, as if polished from dull purple gold, heavy and condensed, four thousand meters high, very steep, and mortals could not climb it at all.

"Zishan?!"

Ye Fan couldn't help but be excited. After all the hardship along the way, he had finally arrived here!

"Look at other areas to see if there are nine dragons guarding it." Lin Xian shouted, soaring into the air, stepping on footwork to observe this area.

Finally, they determined that there were nine mountain ridges in nine directions, invisible on the extremely distant horizon, and this Zishan seemed to be in the center.

"It really is Zishan!"

Lin Xian finally couldn't help but laugh out loud. After going through all the hardships, he could finally rely on the mountain to eat.

He finally didn't have to work hard anymore!

There was no moment of mourning for the Desolate Ancient Holy Body. The next one to appear is the sixth-generation Source Heaven Master collector's edition—Ye Fan!

"Saint Master, what should we do next?" Ye Fan took a deep breath, wanting to find the Source Heaven Master's inheritance.

However, Lin Xian stared fixedly at Zishan and muttered, "Next, of course, is to rely on the mountain to eat."

Saying this, he actually sacrificed a weapon, slashed at Zishan, and dug out a small piece of purple stone.

【Six-Storehouse Thief, activate!】

Lin Xian took out a small bowl and a pestle, finely ground the purple stone into powder, and the tiny gravel and purple soil quickly merged together.

Then, in the incredibly shocked eyes of Ye Fan and little Tingting, Lin Xian ate that bowl of soil.

Little Tingting was stunned and muttered, "Big brother, we have food, no need to eat soil; this is what people in famine eat."

"Eating soil, no, that's not right!"

Ye Fan quickly reacted and hurriedly dug down a piece of Zishan stone, channeled the Six-Storehouse Thief, and started eating. In an instant, two expressions of pain and satisfaction appeared on his face.

The pain was because the Zishan stone was truly hard to eat, like swords and blades in the body, tearing and fighting each other.

The satisfaction was indeed because the Zishan soil was different from other soil; it actually contained a trace of dragon energy, which could provide energy for cultivation.

Zishan is the tomb of the Undying Emperor and the Daoist field of the Wu Shi Great Emperor. Both Red Dust Immortals stopped here, which shows that this mountain is extremely extraordinary.

Digging the home of the Heavenly Emperor, even if you dig out a little bit of divine treasure and absorb a trace of power, it is enough to feed cultivators in the Palace Secret Realm and the Wheel and Sea Secret Realm.

"Stone, is it really that delicious?"

Jiang Tingting was stunned, watching Lin Xian and Ye Fan both crunching on stones, digging the corner of the Wu Shi Great Emperor's wall.

After finishing a meal, Ye Fan touched the mud at the corner of his mouth, burped, and complained, "Not as good as source stones."

Although Zishan keeps you full, the life essence it contains is too little. The energy absorbed by eating desperately is not as much as a source stone, unless you eat it day and night, night and night, to have a certain effect.

The sound of several people chiseling Zishan alarmed the village in the oasis. There were a few cultivators in it, but they were only at the Bitter Sea level, and the strongest person was only at the Life Spring Realm, having obtained some fur of cultivation, just entering the threshold.

Seeing two weirdos chiseling Zishan and eating it, several cultivators were stunned and hurriedly ran back to the village, shouting, "Zhang Wuye, it's not good!"

"Two weirdos came from outside and are eating stones on the magic mountain!"

Zhang Wuye's ancestor was a Source Heaven Master. By his generation, although the Source Heaven Book was lost, he also mastered some techniques. This bit of fur could not determine divine source, but it was more than enough to make a living in the Northern Region. He was the most famous source-seeker in this area.

Most of the cultivation resources in the village were found by Zhang Wuye. His status in the village was quite high, similar to a clan elder.

Zhang Wuye walked out and saw the scene on the mountain. He was instantly scared out of his wits, hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed, shouting, "Two Immortals, please withdraw your magical powers; this mountain cannot be dug!"

"It will bring great disaster!"

"If you are not careful, the entire Northern Region will be overturned."

"Old man, please get up." Ye Fan lowered his divine rainbow and helped Zhang Wuye up, asking in confusion, "Why can't it be dug?"

"This... this was passed down by our ancestors." Zhang Wuye looked at Zishan, his eyes full of fear, and whispered, "The ancestor said that this mountain is a place of ominousness. Future generations should not approach it, but can worship it from afar."

"Is your ancestor a Source Heaven Master?" Lin Xian said leisurely, slowly landing with Jiang Tingting, his temperament transcendent, as if an immortal.

"How do you know?"

Zhang Wuye was instantly shocked, feeling uneasy in his heart, thinking that these people came specifically for the Source Heaven Master. But the inheritance of their lineage had long been lost in Zishan a thousand years ago.

Just as the people in the small village were suspicious, Lin Xian laughed and pointed at Ye Fan, "Old sir, don't be nervous. Your lineage has a connection with our Holy Son."

"They all belong to the Red-Haired lineage!"

(End of chapter)