Chapter 157

After Fairy Zixia left, the Master Master Hei Huang no longer maintained the posture of Great Emperor Wu Shi's protector and completely exposed its true nature. It came up and bit, extremely annoyed: "The Innate Dao Fetus slipped away right in front of me! I actually believed your nonsense and didn't make a move. You brat, compensate me for the Innate Holy Body Dao Fetus!"

"Damn it, you dog are truly a dog; you turn your face faster than turning a book." Lin Xian's expression changed, and he hurriedly waved his arms, connecting with the Great Dao of heaven and earth, drawing in the power of faith, and a brilliant divine ring appeared behind his head.

Like a supreme divine man, the 'Jie' Secret and the 'Dou' Secret resonated together, evolving into a Zishan that suppressed the big black dog. Then, he stepped on the 'Xing' Secret and moved away to avoid being bitten by the dog.

The Master Master Hei Huang was pressed under the mountain of faith, still unconvinced, and said with an unhappy face: "According to what I said, just hit him with a sap, add some aphrodisiac, and throw them into the bridal chamber for a few days, and the Innate Holy Body Dao Fetus would come out."

"Then I would take the Innate Holy Body Dao Fetus to Zishan and take out the Wu Shi Scripture; everything would be logical."

"This is not my own selfish desire, but to quell turmoil, for the peace of the Great Universe, and for the future of the human race!"

By the end, the Master Master Hei Huang was filled with righteous indignation, generous and impassioned, standing on the moral high ground, pointing fingers and scolding Lin Xian for being a villain.

Saint Master Lin's face turned black, and he retorted: "What if it doesn't come out?"

The big black dog was stunned for a moment and muttered: "If once isn't enough, just do it a few more times; affection grows with time."

"Who taught you all this? Could it be Wu... cough, cough." Lin Xian looked at the big black dog, which was baring its fangs and claws, trying to break free from the Zishan to bite him. He coughed and changed the subject: "Little Blackie, the 'Scripture-Seeking' plan doesn't work like that."

"If you want to produce an Innate Holy Body Dao Fetus and obtain the Wu Shi True Scripture, you need to use both soft and hard tactics, double-pronged, with the hero saving the beauty and the beauty saving the hero."

"Otherwise, that Holy Body is stubborn, the Dao Fetus is heartless, and they won't recognize my Great Emperor's decree, neglecting the Wu Shi orthodox lineage, which would be a pity."

"What is the plan?" The big black dog quieted down at this moment, its copper-bell-sized eyes rolling around, not knowing what kind of evil ideas were brewing.

"When it comes down to it, love between men and women boils down to four points: appearance, personality, character, and talent."

"The Dao Fetus and the Holy Body are both heaven's proud sons; there is no need to worry about appearance and talent."

"It's just that Saint Son Ye has always been a scumbag, adhering to the principles of 'no promises, no initiative, no refusal, no responsibility,' and he likes to be passive."

Lin Xian looked solemn, as if preaching some great truth: "And the Purple Mansion Saintess, Fairy Zixia, is innately close to the Dao and insightful of human hearts; she cannot be calculated against. Only by treating her with sincerity and exchanging heart for heart can one reach the end."

"This requires letting things take their natural course, being just right, and needing some ripples and shared hardships to enhance emotions."

"Teach him to endure thousands of mountains and travel ten thousand waters; only then will he see sincerity and be able to take the true scripture."

"Is that so?" The big black dog was thoughtful, then asked: "Where will these hardships come from?"

"You don't need to worry about that. Saint Body Ye has always been restless; he would stir up three-foot waves even when there is nothing to do. He is the center of chaos in the Big Dipper."

"When it comes to causing trouble, you don't need to doubt Saint Body Ye; he is absolutely an 'Innate Trouble-Causing Holy Body'."

Lin Xian smiled slightly and said meaningfully: "Moreover, he is also a Source Master who can find dragons and explore sources, gamble on stones, and seek treasures. After the tournament ends, take the Purple Mansion Saintess to the Holy City in the Northern Region to gamble on stones in the various holy land stone workshops; you will definitely cut out a large number of rare treasures."

"It can be offered to the beauty to win her heart, and it can also make people jealous and attract pursuit; it can be said to be killing two birds with one stone."

"It's just that these hardships need to be just right, and we need a 'Chief Engineer of the Eighty-One Tribulations'."

"Who else but me!" The big black dog stepped forward, immediately wanting to take on this project, fanning the flames and pushing the waves. In this regard, it could be called an expert among experts.

Wicked and smoky, knowledgeable, with a half-bald tail, black all over, square head and big ears—it was the mountain-guarding dog of the Wu Shi Dao field and the living Yama of the Yaochi Holy Land.

"Others won't do; only you are vicious enough, like to kill acquaintances, and can accomplish great things."

Lin Xian was overjoyed, summoned the Master Master Hei Huang, and bestowed upon it five magic treasures.

One was a Flat Peach Sacred Fruit gifted by the Yaochi Holy Land, with a line of Dao patterns engraved on it, to be given to the most beautiful Saintess of the Eastern Wasteland.

One was a contact token for Qin Yao of the Demon Race.

One was a contact token for the Little Moon of the Ji family.

One was the 'Human Desire Secret Method' that the Sage of the Jiang family helped with all his might, dug out from a pile of old papers; it was left behind by the good brother of Great Emperor Hengyu.

One was the golden token of the Fourteen Great Bandits, which could mobilize the intelligence network of the Northern Region.

For the sake of the Innate Holy Body Dao Fetus, every family had gone to great pains.

The Master Master Hei Huang was overjoyed. Holding the few tokens, its eyes rolled, and it had already deduced several tribulations specifically to counter Saint Body Ye Fan.

Immediately after, Lin Xian gave the Master Master Hei Huang three exotic treasures: a pair of big floral shorts, a pair of big black sunglasses, and a big gold chain—all Earth-crafted and Big Dipper-manufactured.

After the Master Master Hei Huang put them on, its temperament soared, and it had an invincible aura!

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a violent explosion sounded, and two auras of the Battle Saint Art soared to the heavens, drawing the attention of the Sages. The Queen Mother of the West whispered: "Are they fighting?"

"Aren't you all going over to take a look..." Lin Xian stepped forward to ask, but suddenly stopped, because these old men were very bad; they had already cast the 'Round Light Technique'.

They drew a circle on the surface of the Immortal Pool, projecting an incredibly clear image, just like a live broadcast.

In the Flat Peach Garden, the Innate Dao Fetus was sparring with the Desolate Ancient Holy Body. A rhythmic movement of the origin caused heaven and earth to tremble. Peach blossoms fell and turned into powder before they even hit the ground, creating a pink flower rain.

The sky was filled with golden light and purple radiance. The Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist hit the Void Dao Seal, and the entire firmament was about to collapse. Fortunately, the Saintess of Yaochi stood in the sky to maintain the venue, so the Flat Peach Garden was not destroyed in one go.

Ye Fan's golden fist hit the side of the Purple Mansion Saintess, the wild power surging. The Battle Saint Art evolved into a lethal great art, earth-shattering!

A terrifying aura made people shudder. The physical body of the Desolate Ancient Holy Body was incomparably strong. Although the Innate Dao Fetus had surging magic power, she could not completely suppress him.

The golden fist struck out, moving forward without hesitation, brave and unstoppable. Purple clothes flew, and one of the Purple Mansion Saintess's sleeves turned into dust, revealing a snow-white arm.

An invincible physical body is not just talk; one in the Dao Palace Realm can fight a Four Extremities Saintess!

The moment the purple mist was shaken away, Ye Fan finally saw the true face of the Purple Mansion Saintess—a face so beautiful it was breathtaking.

"A peerless beauty, virtuous and true, snow for skin and bone, the moon for spirit." Ye Fan sighed and teased: "The Saintess has a peerless immortal posture; why cover it up? If you don't show it to the world, isn't it like a pearl covered in dust?"

"Does the Great Dao lie in words?" The Purple Mansion Saintess turned into a streak of purple mist and broke free from the battlefield. Her voice was ethereal, like an elf, and her beautiful eyes opened, emitting astonishing brilliance.

She merged with the Dao, stood in the sky, evolved a Great Dao map, and also used the Battle Saint Art to attack.

One was the Desolate Ancient Holy Body with an invincible physical body, and the other was the Innate Dao Fetus with surging magic power. Neither could do anything to the other, and they fought fiercely in the Flat Peach Garden.

The Saintess of Yaochi said: "Daoist Ye, Fairy Zixia is a person with affinity brought by the Saint Master of Tianxuan. I hope you will give her some pointers..."

Ye Fan's heart stirred. He intended to evolve the Battle Saint Art, using his body to form seals. It was not just hand seals; every inch of flesh and blood was part of the Dao seal. His whole person was like the Great Void, like the Dao, changing thousands of times into one, forming a unique body posture!

"Returning to one origin, can it evolve ten thousand laws?!"

Fairy Zixia's eyes lit up. She was an Innate Dao Fetus, close to the Great Dao, and her comprehension was heaven-defying, no worse than Ye Fan, who held the Bodhi seed. In an instant, she grasped that Dao rhyme, obtained its essence, and its form appeared naturally. She could transform into thousands, mastering the foundation, and all other postures could be presented.

From complexity to simplicity, from simplicity to complexity, the Great Dao of Yin and Yang was all contained within.

The two sometimes fought and sometimes resonated, together evolving the Battle Saint Art in the peach blossom rain. Every strike was earth-shattering and ghost-weeping.

While breaking the firmament, there were also thousands of Great Dao changes—hardness within softness, and softness within hardness.

"This is the aura, this is the feeling!"

"Holy Body, Dao Fetus!"

The big black dog watched with tears in its eyes, then its eyes rolled, and a plan came to mind. It stepped with strange footwork and went to the mountain peak at the other end of Yaochi, where the Purple Mansion Saint Son and several Saint Sons from the Eastern Wasteland were chatting and laughing.

The few talked from the Great Dao of heaven and earth to the general trend of the Eastern Wasteland, and then discussed the Great Emperors of the past and present, having a momentum of pointing out the landscape.

"Now geniuses are rising in Yaochi and kings are gathered, but I heard that the Desolate Ancient Holy Body has also come." A Saint Son whispered: "I heard he defeated the Little Peng King."

"The Holy Body can overcome all kinds of visions, and all domain laws are ineffective against him. In a life-and-death battle, he enters a realm of no one." The young master of the Heavenly Demon Palace from the west of the Eastern Wasteland, Yao Yuekong, sighed: "My ancestor once said that a Great Accomplishment Holy Body is invincible."

The Heavenly Demon Palace has existed since the beginning of time. Many great demons have walked out of it. In the Desolate Ancient Era, they fought against the Holy Body and paid a bloody price. Great demon giants fell one after another, almost causing them to be destroyed.

Therefore, the memory is still fresh; a Great Accomplishment Holy Body being on par with a Great Emperor is not just talk.

Most of those present were Saint Son-level figures, standing in the Four Extremities Realm. Some had cultivated ancient visions and could fight across a realm. If they encountered a Holy Body, there was no doubt these would be useless. This was news that made people feel uneasy.

"That was before the Desolate Ancient Era." Saint Son Daoyi sneered: "Now a 'Waste Body' dares to challenge the heroes of the world; it is truly ridiculous."

"'Waste Body'." Everyone's heart stirred, and they all looked at Saint Son Dayan and Saint Son Wanchu. Legend has it that tens of thousands of years ago, a Holy Body was accidentally discovered in the Eastern Wasteland. The two holy lands joined forces and spent a million catties of Source to let him advance to the Fifth Heaven of the Dao Palace.

"The seniors wanted to cultivate a Great Accomplishment Holy Body, but unfortunately, it failed in the end." Saint Son Dayan, Xiang Yifei, shook his head.

Someone asked: "What was the ending of that Holy Body?"

Everyone was very curious, however, Saint Son Dayan remained silent and did not answer.

Some mocked and ridiculed, hoping to see the fall of a genius to comfort themselves.

Others held different opinions, arguing for the sake of arguing.

"For a Holy Body to break into the Four Extremities, it requires ten million catties of Source, and there are even more difficult tribulations later, which made the seniors of the holy land give up." Saint Son Wanchu pondered for a moment and said slowly: "It's just that when I flipped through ancient books, I saw a record that tens of thousands of years ago, after that Holy Body left the holy lands, he seemed to have embarked on the path of cultivating a single secret realm."

"A single secret realm?!" Everyone was in an uproar. Was there really such a path?

The several demon race members of the Eastern Wasteland and the descendants of the Thirteen Great Bandits were shocked, suddenly thinking of the Holy Body remains in the treasure vault of the Azure Flood Dragon King. Could it be that Holy Body from tens of thousands of years ago?

Cultivating only one secret realm, and actually becoming a Sage.

Heaven does not cut off all paths; everything has a glimmer of life. Could it be that cultivating only one secret realm is the path for the Holy Body to rise?

First cultivate the Wheel and Sea Secret Realm to prove the Dao as a Sage, then cultivate the Dao Palace Secret Realm to become a Sage King.

Then use the power of the Sage King to pierce through the Innate Dao Map and the suppression of the Great Dao, calmly stepping into the Four Extremities Realm.

The various Saint Sons were not fools. Thinking about such a possibility, they felt like needles on their backs for a moment.

"The Desolate Ancient Holy Body was invincible during the Desolate Ancient Era; now the era has changed, why discuss it?" Someone smoothed things over, jumped out of this topic, and involved other areas.

By the end, the several Saint Sons inevitably chatted about the position of Saint Master. A Saint Son who doesn't want to be a Saint Master is not a good Saint Son; they would all be taking office in the future.

The descendant of the Golden Family of the Northern Plains, Jin Chixiao, smiled slightly and said ambiguously: "I heard that before a Saint Son of the Eastern Wasteland takes office, he basically has to marry the Saintess to become a Saint Master. I don't know if it's true or false."

Saint Son Dayan laughed loudly, raised his glass, and signaled: "My Junior Sister and I are childhood sweethearts, and our love is deep. When I become Saint Master in the future, I will definitely invite you all to attend our wedding banquet."

Everyone laughed and raised their glasses to celebrate, but only the Purple Mansion Saint Son drank cup after cup, silent.

"I heard that the Purple Mansion Saintess is extraordinary, has never been defeated, and has fought everyone in the younger generation of the holy land."

Someone took the opportunity to tease. The holy lands of the Eastern Wasteland were not all harmonious, and the Purple Mansion Holy Land also had its own rivals.

Saint Son Wanchu smiled slightly: "I wonder if this 'everyone' includes the Purple Mansion Saint Son?"

Sensing the gazes, the Purple Mansion Saint Son's expression was gloomy. He was not as good as the Saintess, and now that his scars were being exposed, a trace of anger surged in his heart. He sneered and countered: "I heard that the Wanchu Saintess of several thousand years ago, Fairy Caiyun, also never married in her life."

Four or five thousand years ago, it had only been two generations since then. Everyone had heard of it and couldn't help but look at the two Saint Sons with a smile. Everyone has a heart for gossip.

Saint Son Wanchu snorted: "That was a matter of thousands of years ago. My founder also successfully became Saint Master. I fear that in some holy lands, when the time comes, the Saintess will be in charge, and there will be a female Saint Master."

"You!" The Purple Mansion Saint Son was furious and was about to act when suddenly a black light struck, biting him dozens of times, and then quickly ran away.

"Where did this wild dog come from!" The Purple Mansion Saint Son screamed repeatedly. When he reacted, his arm was covered in bruises, all dog tooth marks.

While everyone was holding back their laughter, a strange feeling also emerged in their hearts. Where did this big dog come from, and how could it bite a Saint Son? Could it be some exotic divine beast?

"Soft and weak, that's it." The big black dog jumped to another hilltop, put its hands on its hips to provoke, and laughed loudly: "The Purple Mansion Saint Son is too weak!"

"You beast, you are courting death!" The Purple Mansion Saint Son was furious and chased after it.

One person and one dog ran wildly in Yaochi. Other Saint Sons and goddesses couldn't help but laugh secretly when they saw this, and also secretly followed to watch the show.

The big black dog ran to the Flat Peach Garden and shouted: "Ye Fan, save me!"

Ye Fan, who was dancing with Fairy Zixia and together evolving the Battle Saint Art, had his heart stir. He restrained his posture, landed under the peach tree, looked back, and couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

A dense crowd of people stood outside the Flat Peach Garden, all of them spectators.

The leading young man was in purple, extremely similar to the clothing on Fairy Zixia, and at this moment his expression was extremely ugly.

"What... are you doing!"

The Purple Mansion Saint Son gritted his teeth, spitting out the words one by one. The anger in his eyes burned to the extreme, and the faint sound of mockery echoed in his ears, making him feel as if he had an extra hat on his head.

"Senior Brother, Saint Son Ye is helping me cultivate." Fairy Zixia said calmly. She was not afraid of the Purple Mansion Saint Son, because in their sparring matches, the Purple Mansion Saint Son had never won.

The elders, and even the foundation of the Purple Mansion Holy Land, were more optimistic about the Innate Dao Fetus, believing that Zixia had the hope of attaining the Dao and was the future of the holy land.

(End of this chapter)