Chapter 366: 【Filling the North Sea Sea Eye with Ye Fan】

The Heavenly Court wants to conquer the myriad heavens and domains, not just harvest a wave of leeks and leave, but truly rule for long-term stability.

Laying out the five-color altar is not just for coming, but also for returning, forming an exchange between the two star domains, truly communicating with each other. After all, Jiang Tingting is now the sect master of the Taiyin Divine Sect.

Originally, the establishment and laying out of the five-color altar would take a long time, even for the sages. But Yin Tiande explained that there is a small five-color altar in the Eight Views Palace, which cannot cross star domains, but can transmit to beyond the sky.

After activating the Eight Views Palace, one will arrive at a heavenly palace orbiting the earth outside the Ziwei star domain. Inside, there is a large five-color altar, the scale of which is not inferior to the altar in the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Zone, and it can cross star domains.

It was arranged by the Quasi-Emperor Laozi for his successors to go to various parts of the universe for training.

Now, Yin Tiande is willing to offer the heavenly palace to become a Heavenly Court palace, turning it into one of the foundations of the Heavenly Court.

In this way, the sages save most of the time, only needing to repair it, without having to build it from scratch.

"Yin Tiande would be so kind?"

Lin Xian is somewhat suspicious. One must know that this successor of Laozi was half-coaxed and half-threatened by him into the Heavenly Court.

If they aren't of one heart and one mind, at least they are each harboring their own ghosts.

"Yin Tiande had a great harvest in the Holy Emperor's palace. The sages gave him the jade bottle that the Holy Emperor used to store the Nine-Turn Immortal Pills."

Ye Fan explains. Although there are no Nine-Turn Immortal Pills in the bottle, there is the aura of immortal pills. As a successor of Li Er, Yin Tiande has mastered half of the pill formula and can completely reverse-engineer it to crack part of the mysteries.

Currently, he cannot refine high-level immortal pills, but refining second or third-turn immortal pills is completely no problem.

"So that's how it is." Lin Xian nods, understanding the recent progress of the Heavenly Court, then seems to think of something, turns his head, and asks: "Wait, did you scold me?"

Ye Fan's smile stiffens, and he coughs: "Sect Master, you wouldn't be like that, would you?"

Although Sect Master Lin has always been petty, he hasn't been petty to this extent.

"Go cultivate in the North Sea for a period of time."

"There is a no-spirit environment there, which can temper people even more than the Dharma-Ending Age."

"I believe you can get more sublimation in the North Sea."

Lin Xian reveals a brilliant smile, then backhands Ye Fan into the North Sea sea eye.

When crossing the Dao-Severing tribulation, he felt the arrangements of the Desolate Crouching Dragon, and the Ye Phoenix Chick was also indispensable.

And not only did he appear during the great tribulation, he also visited frequently during the small tribulations. The power of that human-shaped lightning was almost catching up to the Imperial shadows.

Rumble!

Ye Fan screams as he is beaten into the North Sea, disappearing from the world.

Lin Xian has already severed the Dao and become a King, while Ye Fan is only Immortal One, two great realms higher. Even the most heaven-defying genius has no power to resist.

The sages of the Heavenly Court look sideways. Seeing that it is Lin Xian beating Ye Fan, they turn their heads indifferently and go back to their own business.

Yin Tiande watches this scene through the Heavenly Mirror and still feels that he is out of tune with the Heavenly Court.

Then he looks at the Goddess Furnace again, looking at the Hengyu Dao on it, recalling the historical records of the founder of the Human Desire Dao on Ziwei Emperor Star.

It should have been a lecherous thief that everyone shouted to beat, but the sages of the Ziwei sects wrote about it extremely obscurely when they put pen to paper, full of fear while hating, fearing that later people would see it, and fearing that their own disciples wouldn't see it.

For a time, Yin Tiande sighs, always feeling that his filter for Great Emperors is shattered.

"Maybe, probably, roughly, the Great Emperors throughout the ages—only the Hengyu Great Emperor is relatively special."

Yin Tiande comforts himself. After all, there are all kinds of birds in the forest. There are many Great Emperors who have attained the Dao, and they can produce such a fairy flower as Wan Qing. Throughout the ages, there are countless miracles.

One or two Hengyus can't explain anything. For example, his teacher's past life, Moral Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun, is a Dao Venerable praised by the great universe. He looks like a serious person at first glance, and must be a serious Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun.

Silently closing the Heavenly Mirror, Yin Tiande learns from the sages, pretending not to hear the screams of the Ye Di, and turns to refine immortal pills.

"No!"

"I don't want to be Shen Gongbao!"

Ye Fan only feels that the future is pitch black. What kind of place is the North Sea sea eye? That is a proper place of desperation, a place where ancient Great Emperors exiled great evils. Since ancient times, only those above the Sage level have been qualified to enjoy this prison, so one can imagine how terrifying it is.

The North Sea eye refines gods and demons and swallows heaven and earth. Because of the no-spirit environment, the vital energy in a cultivator's body will only leak out and not be replenished until they are squeezed into fragments.

"Snowflakes fluttering, north wind whistling, heaven and earth are vast..."

For a time, it seems as if sad songs are echoing in his ears.

"Little Ye Zi, I am doing this for your own good."

Lin Xian acts like a teacher, takes on the posture of an elder, and persuades like a parent: "Only the most arduous environment can temper the most powerful cultivator!"

The Dharma-Ending Age can produce Red Dust Immortals and fight Quasi-Immortal Kings, but the no-spirit era can temper one to the peak of immortality, truly comparable to an Immortal King.

Ye Fan only became a Red Dust Immortal in the future, which shows that he hasn't suffered enough and hasn't endured enough hardships.

This is the characteristic of this great universe and also the supreme truth. One Huang Tiandi after another rose up like this.

Ye Fan, who is beneath the North Sea sea eye, curses: "Dog-day Sect Master Lin, why don't you come down yourself?"

"Alas, I am a waste."

Sect Master Lin holds his head high, without blushing at all, but rather proudly says: "I don't intend to compete for the Imperial path, so why should I suffer? Isn't it good to enjoy blessings?"

"And I have nothing to do with the Black Emperor. If you scold again next time, I will let you mate with the Black Emperor."

Ye Fan's face turns black, gritting his teeth: "I also want to be a waste!"

"Shut up!"

Lin Xian stands righteously on the high ground of morality, pointing fingers and shouting loudly: "You are a Desolate Ancient Holy Body. By doing this, are you worthy of the expectations of the Great Accomplishment Holy Bodies throughout the ages? You are the Tianxuan Holy Son; by doing this, are you worthy of the teachings and guidance of the Tianxuan Great Sage..."

"You are also a Holy Body, and even a Sect Master, yet you don't care."

Ye Fan retorts: "What do I care about? If we lose face, we lose it together."

Seeing that Ye Fan is not bound by morality at all, Lin Xian coughs, persuades with emotion and reason, continuously uses threats and inducements, and draws one big cake after another.

However, the Ye Di has had enough of empty cakes and doesn't believe this at all. Instead, he PUAs Sect Master Lin, accusing him of not letting a child go home to see his parents. He has been wandering for ten years, a full ten years, and hasn't gone home to visit his parents for ten years.

Thinking of his white-haired parents, thinking of the prodigal son wandering outside, how desolate it is, and then the black-haired person sending off the white-haired person.

Lin Xian thinks about it, won't his conscience hurt?!

"It won't hurt."

Sect Master Lin's expression is indifferent, counting on his fingers: "You left Earth at twenty-five, now you are thirty-five or thirty-six. Your parents are only fifty or sixty, not yet entering old age, and their hair is probably still black."

"The legal retirement age is sixty-two. Your parents are probably not retired yet!"

"Who are you putting on this expression of 'the child wants to support but the parents are not waiting' for?"

When Ye Fan's parents left with the Nine Dragons pulling the coffin, they had at least twenty years of lifespan. Now that ten years have passed, the two old people can live at least another eight or nine years. This time is enough to lead them onto the path of cultivation. After cultivation, there will be thousands of years to make up for it.

In contrast, the time for the bitter Ye is less, just about two hundred years, maybe even less.

With Ye Fan's aptitude, plus the resources of the Heavenly Court today, it is possible to rush into the Great Sage domain at one hundred years old.

If he doesn't suffer now, improve his foundation, and lay the foundation for the immortal path, Lin Xian feels that he will regret it later.

"That's what you say." Ye Fan coughs, puts away his drama-queen face, and then says solemnly: "However, can't I go back to visit my parents earlier? This is my longing."

"Master Lin, you are also an Earthling, don't you miss your hometown?"

"Why are you forcing me so hard now?"

At this moment, Ye Fan reveals some true feelings, not acting.

"Because I'm waiting for someone. The opening of the Kunlun Immortal Land needs a certain dead fatty." Lin Xian laughs: "Only with him plus the Immortal Treasure Map can the Kunlun Immortal Array be controlled."

"Stay on Ziwei Star for a while. When he arrives, we will go to the Primordial Ancient Star together."

The spirit of the immortal array on Mount Kunlun is still alive, equivalent to a revived Imperial weapon. If you don't follow the rules, no one beneath a Great Emperor can break in.

"Waiting for Duan De is waiting for Duan De, it's not like I can't wait."

Ye Fan clenches his fists tightly, becoming harder and harder, shouting: "Why lock me in the North Sea?"

"Because suffering through suffering, only then can one be an Emperor among Emperors."

Lin Xian coughs: "Such a good place as the no-spirit environment, it's a pity not to temper yourself. Besides, you should be fine during this time on Ziwei."

Ye Fan is completely speechless. After a long time, he can't help but groan: "Sect Master, you are really not afraid that I will die young."

"Not afraid." Lin Xian says meaningfully: "Because you are Ye Fan!"

He believes that with the potential of the Ye Huang Tiandi, he will not be cut off halfway. As long as he suffers enough, he can definitely grow to the peak of immortality.

If it were someone else, Lin Xian would really worry about a collapse, playing a genius to death.

Only the sturdy Ye has thick skin and a strong Dao heart. He can survive a bloody battle with dark Supremes, and his life is very hard.

Therefore, making Ye Fan suffer is the supreme truth of the great universe.

Pausing, Lin Xian touches his own bitter sea, takes out a Fusang tree branch, throws it over, and coughs: "Don't say I abuse you. If you can't hold on, go lean on the Sun Divine Tree."

Ye Fan holds the golden Undying Herb branch, instantly stunned. When did Sect Master Lin become so kind?

This is an Undying Herb, this is a part of an Undying Herb!

For a time, a trace of emotion rises in Ye Fan's heart, secretly thinking, could it be that Sect Master Lin is really tempering himself, is he really good to him, did he misunderstand Lin Xian?

This thought just rose, and was immediately cut off by Ye Fan. He suspects that he has Stockholm Syndrome, actually having a good impression of the person who persecutes him.

"There must be fraud in this!"

Ye Fan holds the Fusang branch, ponders for a long time, wanders around the North Sea for half a day, and suddenly, he looks up at the ten gaps on the Fusang divine tree, instantly understanding everything.

Sure enough!

Sure enough!

He knew it!

Ye Fan looks at the gaps in the Fusang divine tree, gritting his teeth, his expression ferocious, but in the end, he is relieved.

"When my Holy Body is Great Accomplishment, I must beat Sect Master Lin up!"

Ye Fan turns grief and indignation into motivation, forcing himself to cultivate even harder. He just wants to cultivate to the highest realm step by step, step by step. He wants to be a Great Accomplishment Holy Body.

The Fusang divine tree is fixed in the central area like a bright lamp, a tree of golden light, becoming a sun.

Outside the central area, everything around is chaos, a no-spirit place, besides which, there is nothing else.

Standing in the no-spirit place, Ye Fan only feels that the essence in his body is about to be steamed dry, leaking out rapidly. In a short time, he will become a withered bone.

Returning to the range of the Sun Divine Tree, the essence is replenished, and he can cultivate normally.

"One life, one death, one wither, one flourish..."

"Is this sun not the wheel of life? Is this no-spirit place not the bitter sea!"

Ye Fan's eyes burst with divine light. He tempers himself in the no-spirit place until his physical body is about to dry up and his Dao practice is about to be cut off, only then returning beneath the Sun Divine Tree.

He holds the zhang-long divine tree branch, sits cross-legged on the ground, cultivates silently, and one Imperial character after another flies out from his brow. He recalls all the Imperial scriptures he has cultivated in this life, solar holy power gradually appearing on his physical body, echoing with the ancient Fusang tree.

Dao Scripture, Western Emperor Scripture, Hengyu Scripture, Void Scripture, Taihuang Scripture, Taiyin True Scripture, Sun True Scripture, Swallowing Heaven Demon Art, Indestructible Heaven Art... all resonate, nurturing into one, echoing with the Great Dao divine sound.

At this moment, Ye Fan's body is like glaze, resembling a god, with chaos energy fluttering all around.

He is resonating, he is unifying, he is penetrating the secret realms, studying his own divine arts, and creating his own law.

It is not the 100% plagiarism rate like Lin Xian, but a true Ye Fan original work.

Although it is only a small segment, although it is not a system or a chapter, it is true and real.

"Taiji is before heaven and earth are divided, the original energy is mixed into one, which is the beginning, the one."

"I am the One, my body is the Dao, dividing Yin and Yang with me, turning into two energies, resonating with living beings."

Ye Fan's heart is flawless, deducing step by step, combining what he knows, evolving Taiyin and Sun, making them advance together, water and fire blending.

He regards himself as the Dao, dividing Yin and Yang within the Dao, focusing on making Taiyin and Sun work together, living dependently.

The moment Yin and Yang work together, his realm breaks through, rushing to the Great Accomplishment of Immortal One. His divine sense is brilliant, turning into a golden little man residing in the Immortal Platform, radiating all secret realms.

Like an ancient sage sealed in dust, sitting quietly in the dark and silent no-spirit place, his body is like the universe, yet embracing the sun, facing the Fusang divine tree.

Wisps of Taiyin divine power are born from the no-spirit void, wisps of solar holy power fall from the Fusang tree, and the two intertwine, finally falling onto Ye Fan, who is sitting cross-legged in the central area.

A Taiji diagram appears, the Holy Body twisting within it like a dragon shape. He succeeds, making a great breakthrough.

"My scripture, my Taiji scripture..."

Ye Fan lets out a long roar, rising into the air. He steps into the Immortal Two domain, becoming a true Ye Sect Master.

Ten years of Immortal One, eleven years of Immortal Two—this cultivation speed is enough to shock eternity.

The Immortal Two realm is enough to dominate one side in Big Dipper, and he can truly inherit a holy land!

"I am the Sect Master!"

"Tianxuan Sect Master!"

Ye Fan punches toward the sky, trying to break the North Sea seal. It is a futile cultivation of the past, he is just venting the resentment in his heart.

However, today the North Sea seal is quietly lifted.

Lin Xian, whose temperament is heaven-shaking and increasingly powerful, stands above it, smiling half-heartedly: "Ye Zi, what are you saying?"

"Nothing, no... Great Accomplishment King!"

Ye Fan first instinctively retreats, then senses Lin Xian's realm, his eyes widening, losing his voice: "You cheated!"

"I did not."

Lin Xian burps, revealing a brilliant smile: "Master Yin's craftsmanship is not bad, he can refine four-turn pills."

Having conquered Ziwei Emperor Star and harvested countless resources, naturally there is a share for the Tianxuan Holy Land, half of which was given to Yin Tiande to refine pills.

Under the supply of massive resources, Master Yin's technology has become increasingly superb, stably producing second-turn immortal pills, occasionally refining third-turn immortal pills, and even after smashing in a few precious herbs, a four-turn immortal pill was born!

"Immortal pill?" Ye Fan's pupils are about to catch fire. He is cultivating bitterly in the no-spirit place, while Sect Master Lin is taking immortal pills to ascend?

Is this reasonable? This is not reasonable at all!

"Hey! Come and eat!"

Lin Xian throws a jade bottle over, filled with immortal pills.

Ye Fan flicks his finger, flicking the jade bottle away, proudly saying: "I will not eat food given with contempt, and that is why I am here."

I, Ye, would rather starve to death, jump down from the North Sea today, and will not eat one of your Sect Master Lin's...

"There is a four-turn pill inside." Lin Xian says indifferently.

Ye Fan rushes over, grabs the four-turn immortal pill, refines it instantly, stuffs the rest into his mouth, and mumbles: "Duan De didn't come, did he?"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 367 =====