Chapter 121

After burying the remains of Zhang Jiye, Zhang Wuye was filled with both sorrow and joy, and he bowed deeply to Ye Fan and Lin Xian: "Many thanks to you both for bringing back the remains of my ancestor and the Source Heaven Book. The heritage lost for a thousand years has finally appeared in the world."

A flash of silver light appeared, and the Source Heaven Book was in Ye Fan's hand. The silver glow was hazy, like a bright moon in a well or a dragon pearl in the sea, giving people an unreal feeling.

"Old Master, there is no need for such formalities." Ye Fan handed the Source Heaven Book to Zhang Wuye and comforted him: "We have already learned the contents of the book. This heavenly book is both a scripture and a rare treasure; now it is returned to the Zhang family."

Zhang Wuye rubbed the silver book with his calloused, rough fingers, filled with emotion, his heart finally calming down slowly.

In the end, he made a decision that went against the ancestors' agreement, saying in a deep voice: "Since the Zhang family lineage has joined the Tianxuan Holy Land, then the Source Heaven Book should also be held by the master of the Holy Land."

"Now that the Holy Land is newly established, the Saint Son and Saint Lord need it more than an old man like me."

Ye Fan still shook his head, determined to return the Source Heaven Book to the Zhang family lineage. This was his consistent principle in life: he would not covet the things of his own people, which was not the same thing as the Master Master Hei Huang who killed acquaintances.

"No, no, no, keeping the Source Heaven Book in the Holy Land is the only way to better preserve our Zhang family lineage." Zhang Wuye shook his head, a bitter smile appearing: "I am old and have no energy to comprehend it, and most of my children and grandchildren are not promising."

"If it remains in our hands, once the news leaks out, it will surely lead to disaster. It is better to ask the Saint Lord and Saint Son to keep it on our behalf."

"One day, if a clever person appears in our Zhang family, please ask the Saint Lord or Saint Son to take him as a disciple and pass the Source Heaven Book to him."

Although Zhang Wuye did not have heaven-shaking cultivation, he had insight into worldly affairs and possessed great wisdom, understanding the principle that an innocent man is innocent, but his treasure makes him a target.

If the current Zhang family lineage were to keep such a rare treasure, it would be destined to attract all kinds of covetous eyes.

It would be better to let Lin Xian and Ye Fan keep it and pass it on to the Zhang family later, which would also symbolize the complete merger of the Source Heaven Master and the Tianxuan Holy Land.

Seeing that Zhang Wuye's mind was made up, Ye Fan no longer tried to dissuade him, but instead made a vow that he would definitely pass the "Source Heaven Book" back to the Zhang family in the future.

Lin Xian went a step further and proposed a suggestion: "Since the Source Heaven Book is in our hands, we are the orthodox lineage of the Source Heaven Master. Why don't I take the fifth-generation Source Heaven Master Zhang Lin, the first ancestor of the Zhang family, as my master and establish the Daoist lineage?"

"How about Ye Fan becoming the seventh-generation Source Heaven Master, and the younger disciples of the Zhang family becoming the eighth-generation Source Heaven Masters?"

"This..." Zhang Wuye agreed, but there were no suitable successors in the clan at the moment; they were all mediocre, and he feared it would disgrace the Tianxuan Holy Land.

"That doesn't matter; let's set the title first."

Lin Xian smiled slightly, his mischievous nature surfacing, and said leisurely: "How about the eighth-generation Source Heaven Master be called Zhang Qiling? It's equivalent to a title. Thousands or ten thousand years later, whoever it is, as long as they are a Zhang family member who inherits the position of Source Heaven Master, they will hold a capping ceremony, and the elders will bestow the title Qiling."

"Zhang Qiling?" Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, his expression strange: "There are disciples with the surname Wang in the village."

"This configuration, and they are true Source Heaven Masters: seeking dragons, dividing gold, and observing the mountains; one layer of entanglement is one layer of the barrier."

"Wang-surnamed disciples?" Zhang Wuye was slightly stunned, not understanding the reference, and asked in confusion: "If the Wang surname is passed on, then shouldn't the Lei surname also be passed on? For thousands of years, the three families have intermarried and are inseparable; they can be considered one clan."

Ye Fan and Lin Xian, the two people from Earth, looked at each other and then burst into laughter, walking out of the stone room. The laughter carried a hint of loneliness; this hometown was ultimately not their home.

"When will I be able to attain the Sage Realm and return to the other shore of the starry sky..." Ye Fan sighed softly, feeling even more urgent about his cultivation.

He needed Source, a large amount of Source; only Source could support the cultivation of the Holy Body.

But this step could not be rushed; he needed to study the Source Heaven Book carefully, and only after integrating and mastering it could he harvest Source and Divine Source.

"Actually, there is another craft that is no less profitable than the Source Heaven Master, and it is also a huge windfall."

Lin Xian smiled slightly and told Ye Fan that he had a lead in the Qingxia Sect. The risk was a bit higher, but the profit was very high. As the saying goes, wealth is sought in danger.

"That ancestor of the Qingxia Sect at the Third Level of the Dao Palace is dead!" Ye Fan suddenly realized and was overjoyed.

"Ma Liu came to find me; the Qingxia Sect is showing signs of anomalies and unrest, which is the situation when a cultivator passes away." Lin Xian narrowed his eyes and said leisurely: "The Qingxia Sect controls the bandits and has been collecting heavy taxes during this period, probably to support that Third Level Dao Palace cultivator in breaking through to the Fourth Level."

"So that's it." Ye Fan asked thoughtfully: "The Qingxia Sect ancestor has fallen; I suppose the Qingxia Sect will restrain itself a bit?"

"No, the Qingxia Sect will definitely become even more unscrupulous." Lin Xian said decisively.

"Why?" Ye Fan was puzzled: "Shouldn't they shrink their forces and enter a defensive posture?"

"Because several other sects nearby also have cultivators at the Third Level of the Dao Palace." Lin Xian said meaningfully: "Once they learn that the Qingxia Sect has lost its ancestor, they will definitely launch a massive attack."

"Lin Shi means the snipe and the clam fight, and the fisherman benefits?" A strange smile appeared on Ye Fan's face, and he lowered his voice: "Pass the news to the other sects."

"Excellent, excellent." Lin Xian smiled slightly: "I heard that a rare treasure has appeared in the Qingxia Sect. The powerhouse at the Third Level of the Dao Palace in Qingxia died precisely because he failed to refine the treasure and was backlashed by it."

"Rare treasure?" Ye Fan revealed a brilliant smile: "With the methods of a Source Heaven Master, forging one is not a problem."

"We still need someone familiar with the Great Emperor to lend a hand." Lin Xian looked at the big black dog with a smile. When it comes to swindling and forgery, this dog is the most skilled.

Over the next few days, just as Lin Xian predicted, the Qingxia Sect was eager to cultivate a powerhouse at the Third Level of the Dao Palace, but their subordinates, the bandits, had been wiped out. Without their white gloves, they had to take the field themselves.

Faced with the crisis, the Qingxia Sect cultivators didn't even want their faces anymore, going to various oases to scrape for Source stones, but they were all killed one by one by Lin Xian and Ye Fan.

At the same time, a rumor was born, causing the cultivators of the Lihuo Sect, Seven Stars Pavilion, and Luoxia Sect to see the weakness of the Qingxia Sect and secretly strike.

Regarding this, the Qingxia Sect Master was both shocked and angry, and also felt a bit of fear.

Just at this time, a bandit named Ma Liu supposedly dug up a treasure in the desert and prepared to offer it to the Qingxia Sect in exchange for a few catties of Source.

The Qingxia Sect Master didn't care at first, thinking that bandits were short-sighted and couldn't have any good treasures. But when the Qingxia Sect Master saw the treasure that exuded the aura of Wu Shi and was transcendent and refined, he was completely stunned, casting the sect's crisis to the back of his mind, and spent day and night holding the treasure to comprehend it.

However, the radiance of the treasure grew stronger day by day, and no matter how the Qingxia Sect Master tried to cover it up, he could not hide the divine light that shot into the sky for a hundred zhang.

This scene was witnessed by spies from other sects, and for a time, the situation became turbulent and strange.

During these days, Lin Xian and Ye Fan had been cultivating in seclusion, practicing the Battle Saint Method and the method of changing the heavens and the earth recorded in the Source Heaven Book.

This technique could not only change the landscape of mountains and rivers but also change oneself. Compared to the disguise techniques of cultivators, it was unknown how many times more brilliant, almost a change from the inside out.

If combined with the function of the Dou character secret to evolve all methods, it would have miraculous effects. In the future, if they wanted to impersonate disciples of any Holy Land, they could do so.

The effect of the Battle Saint Method of being better than the original would only show flaws if core figures came to identify them.

"Change!"

Lin Xian operated the wonderful technique, his bones rattling, and he transformed into the appearance of the fat Daoist Duan De, chanting pretentiously: "Tribulation Crossing Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun!"

"Change again!"

Following that, he shook his body and transformed into the appearance of Yan Ruyu. Her face changed from delicate to gentle, standing tall and graceful, beautiful beyond compare.

"Third change!"

Lin Xian's figure swayed, summoning a horsetail whisk, and he transformed into an old immortal with a Daoist air and a youthful face, his hands forming a Daoist seal, and he said loudly: "Immeasurable Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun, this poor Daoist is the Qingxia Ancestor under the seat of the Tianxuan Saint Lord, here today to clean up the sect."

Following that, he performed the Battle Saint Method, evolving all methods and simulating Qingxia Daoist arts. It was actually better than the original, with a sense of grandeur and ethereal immortality, far exceeding the spell-casting attainments of the Qingxia disciples he had killed.

"Like, too like." Ye Fan praised: "I'm afraid that even if the Qingxia Ancestor were resurrected, he wouldn't be able to tell the difference."

Using the Nine Secrets to evolve the Daoist arts of a Dao Palace sect was truly using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.

If it could still be recognized by a Dao Palace cultivator, the Immeasurable Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun might as well just bash his head against the corpse of a Chaotic Body to save himself from losing face for the Nine Great Heavenly Venerables.

"What like or not like." Lin Xian coughed, his face solemn: "Actually, I have long been a Qingxia person. Disciples, follow me to reorganize Qingxia."

Ye Fan responded actively. During this period, he studied the Source Heaven Book and performed Source-seeking methods, harvesting quite a bit of Source. He had already completed the Nine Changes of the Other Shore and broken into the Dao Palace Realm. He was a solid combat force, capable of sweeping through the First Level of the Dao Palace and comparable to the Second Level of the Dao Palace.

There was also the big black dog, which was also howling, preparing to follow. Although the Master Master Hei Huang had no cultivation, its physical body was powerful, and entangling a cultivator at the Third Level of the Dao Palace was not a problem.

During this period, the Qingxia Sect had no peace, and powerful enemies often came to commit crimes while masked. Although they were masked, through the competition of Daoist arts, the Qingxia Sect Master clearly recognized that they were the figures of several old rivals.

"People from the four sects of Lihuo Sect, Luoxia Sect, Xuanyue Cave, and Seven Stars Pavilion have been inquiring about our Qingxia's true strength recently."

A Supreme Elder of the Dao Palace in the Qingxia Sect said with worry: "Otherwise, let's hand over the treasure!"

"No!" The Qingxia Sect Master said with a ferocious face: "No one is allowed to touch my treasure..."

"Sect Master, you?" The nine Supreme Elders looked at each other, always feeling that the Sect Master was a bit obsessed.

"Fellow Supreme Elders, if we hand over the treasure, that is when we let them see our true strength." The Qingxia Sect Master took a deep breath and said: "As long as I comprehend this treasure, I will definitely leap to the Third Level of the Dao Palace, and then the crisis will be solved."

"The most important thing now is to hold on first, hold on as long as possible, and let the major sects still think that our ancestor is alive and just in seclusion."

"Sect Master, it's bad! People from the major sects have killed their way up!" Just as the several Supreme Elders and the Qingxia Sect Master were in a stalemate, a disciple suddenly rushed in wearing blood-stained clothes in a panic.

"How so fast!" The Qingxia Sect Master's expression changed greatly, and he hurriedly went out to check the situation. The originally beautiful Qingxia Sect was now filled with shouts of killing, green grass stained with red mist, flower petals stained with blood beads, and green trees blooming with red flowers.

The Supreme Sect Master of Xuanyue Cave, the Supreme Elder of the Lihuo Sect, the Old Pavilion Master of the Seven Stars Pavilion, and the Valley Master of Luoxia Valley were all powerhouses at the Third Level of the Dao Palace. They joined forces to kill their way to the door, unstoppable, killing all the way to the main peak.

"What do you want to do?" The Qingxia Sect Master said in a deep voice: "Are you not afraid of our ancestor coming out of seclusion?"

"We have already killed our way here, and the old ghost Qingyuan has not come out. He must be dead beyond a doubt." The Supreme Sect Master of Xuanyue Cave laughed: "Nephew, those who know the times are heroes. If you surrender with courtesy, you will not lose your position as an elder of our Xuanyue."

"I swear to live and die with Qingxia!"

The Qingxia Sect Master shouted, and heaven-shaking Dao Qi burst forth, and then he turned and fled.

Fled?!

Not only were the four old monsters stunned, but the elders and disciples of the Qingxia Sect were also stunned. The Qingxia Sect Master was too spineless; he ran away before even making a move.

Little did they know that the Qingxia Sect Master was holding the forged Wu Shi treasure, and in his mind, he was only thinking of one thing: escape and then comprehend the treasure. Once he broke through to the Third Level of the Dao Palace, he would come back to take revenge!

"Can you run away!" The Supreme Elder of the Lihuo Sect sneered. If one person at the Third Level of the Dao Palace came, the Qingxia Sect Master might have been able to run away.

But to ensure nothing went wrong and to completely divide Qingxia, four major powerhouses came today. Not to mention the Qingxia Sect Master, even if the old ghost Qingyuan at the Third Level were still alive, he would have to die.

"Kill them!" The Old Pavilion Master of the Seven Stars Pavilion shouted, leading the coalition forces of the four sects to launch a massacre. Flowers of blood bloomed, staining the green mountains red.

"Help!" Qingxia disciples cried and wailed, but could not escape death.

"Retribution, retribution." Some disciples remembered the past; they had all been bandits, personally participating in looting and massacres. Their foundations were very unclean, and they couldn't help but regret, but in the end, they could not escape death.

"Fight them, everyone go together, we can't just sit and wait for death."

The Qingxia Sect was called a cultivation sect, but it was actually a bandit's nest. Many people were used to death and had some bloodiness, roaring and shouting as they rushed forward.

However, there was no suspense; in front of the four cultivators at the Third Level of the Dao Palace, they were easily suppressed.

"If having more people were useful, what would I cultivate for, what Dao would I seek." The Valley Master of Luoxia Valley was very young and had the potential to impact the Fourth Level. Looking at the Qingxia Sect disciples who were rushing over, he sneered and performed sword techniques to slaughter a large area.

The Qingxia Sect was simply vulnerable and was quickly broken through. It was just that some elders and disciples who opposed being bandits and were locked in the dungeon by the Qingxia Sect Master did not show up and luckily survived to the end.

The remaining elders and disciples could be considered the true inheritors of the Qingxia Sect. Hearing the sounds of fighting outside, they couldn't help but feel despair, and could only silently pray to the name of the ancestor and kowtow to the gods for manifestation.

The several powerhouses at the Third Level of the Dao Palace also noticed these Qingxia remnants, but they had no time to pay attention to them, instead staring at the forged Wu Shi treasure and being wary of other allies.

The Qingxia Sect had already been broken, and most of its members had been wiped out. The original four-sect alliance instantly split and turned into opponents.

"This treasure is mine!"

"Whoever gets it first, it belongs to whoever."

With a loud rumble, the unbreakable alliance broke from within. Without external threats, the four powerhouses at the Third Level of the Dao Palace fought each other, not caring about face at all.

"Senior brothers and sisters, the Supreme Sect Master is fighting above, we can't just sit here!"

Ye Fan performed the technique of changing the heavens and the earth, mixed into the camp of the Lihuo Sect, and incited everyone to take action and kill the other three sects.

"What are you afraid of? We all rolled out of the Northern Region, are we still afraid of his Lihuo Sect!"

Lin Xian transformed into a Xuanyue Cave disciple and shouted: "Fight them."

"Right, well done, keep your spirits up, don't lose points!"

After causing chaos, the two mixed into the teams of Luoxia Valley and Seven Stars Pavilion, causing huge chaos, and occasionally they could hear the sound of a dog barking.

When the situation became chaotic, the two performed the Great Void Technique, assassinating disciples of the four sects indiscriminately, adding fuel to the fire and increasing the conflict.

"Stop, everyone stop!"

By the time the four old monsters in the sky reacted and wanted to scold and stop the fighting, it was already too late. The disciples of the four major sects were killing each other with red eyes.

Either their senior brother died at the hands of the Lihuo Sect, or their Dao companion was killed by the Seven Stars Pavilion. This blood feud was heaven-shaking, and no one could stop it.

At this moment, the mysteries of the Battle Saint Method were applied to the extreme, evolving all methods, mixing into the disciples, and inciting disciples to fight disciples.

Number one in fishing in troubled waters, supreme master in swindling.

"Supreme Sect Master, avenge me!"

"Pavilion Master, Pavilion Master, the disciple has tried his best!"

Lin Xian and Ye Fan roared, performing divine powers and spells to create scenes of self-destruction, and then performed the Great Void Technique, traversing the void and leaving this battlefield.

Dou Character Secret (Incorrect)

Yan Character Secret (Correct)

When the Great Void Technique + Battle Saint Method + Changing the Heavens and Earth were combined, Lin Xian became the best actor, standing in an invincible position, and could go to apply for the position of Saint Son of the Killer Dynasty.

Of the three thousand Great Daos, the Evolving Dao is supreme!

(End of chapter)