Chapter 44

Lin Xian was speechless. How could he not know that Ye Fan was near the Green Emperor's Tomb? He also knew that Ye Fan was in the Eastern Wilderness, on this Beidou star.

The Green Emperor's Tomb is so large; the entire Primordial Ruins is one of the Green Emperor's former Daoist sites.

"Clang, clang, clang..."

The golden bell of the Jade Cauldron Cave Heaven rang to summon disciples. Several Supreme Elders of the Other Shore Realm and the Jade Cauldron Sect Master soared into the air and shouted: "Cultivators of the Divine Bridge Realm, come with me to the depths of the Primordial Ruins! A heavenly treasure has appeared!"

The Primordial Ruins had unusual movements. The several Cave Heavens were the closest and were the first batch of sects to receive the news. They acted against the clock, wanting to arrive before others. Not to mention eating meat, at least they had to fight for a sip of soup.

The Yan Kingdom is just a corner of the world, a drop in the ocean in the Eastern Wilderness. Once the news continues to spread, this ruin will be submerged by endless cultivators.

By then, Four Extremities masters, Dragon Transformation experts, and even the high and mighty Immortal Platform big shots will descend.

The Jade Cauldron Cave Heaven won't even have the qualifications to enter, let alone drink soup.

One after another, divine rainbows soared into the air, all of them in the Divine Bridge Realm. There were no Life Spring cultivators because they couldn't keep up with the speed of the Other Shore, and going would be in vain.

The matter was too hasty; the Jade Cauldron Sect Master didn't have time to arrange troops, and Lin Xian took the opportunity to mix in among them.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

The sound of breaking through the air was incessant. Besides occupying the geographical advantage, the Spirit Ruins Cave Heaven, which entered the Primordial Ruins first, and the Sect Masters and Supreme Elders of the five great Cave Heavens of the Yan Kingdom all came.

These Other Shore cultivators didn't have time to communicate. Each one was anxious, rushing into the Primordial Ruins regardless, wanting to drink the first sip of soup. Other Divine Bridge cultivators followed as well.

Seeing this, Lin Xian slowed down his escape light, reduced his speed, and let the crowd go ahead. A Wheel and Sea cultivator raiding the Green Emperor's Tomb? Stop joking.

How is this any different from a Qi Refining cultivator raiding a Mahayana dungeon? There are seven or eight major realms in between. Even a Dragon-Protagonist wouldn't dare to do this.

Even if the Primordial Ruins were a Yang Tomb specifically left by the Green Emperor for his descendants to store opportunities—equivalent to a cenotaph—as long as one bows to the divine monument, one will obtain opportunities.

That is also left for the descendants of the Demon Race. If the Human Race goes to interfere, it is destined to be a life of nine deaths and one life.

"Old Ma, Holy Land cultivators are coming. There is no hope for opportunities; saving your life is the priority."

Lin Xian transmitted his voice to Elder Ma Yun, the only one in the Jade Cauldron Cave Heaven he had a friendship with, and then turned and fled without the slightest nostalgia.

If you hesitate, you will suffer from chaos.

Elder Ma Yun looked up in astonishment, and his expression changed drastically. In the distant sky, clouds rolled and light shot out. A huge divine boat refined from divine jade broke through the air and approached rapidly.

"Rumble..."

From another direction, dozens of divine rainbows led the way. Nine ancient savage beasts shaped like Qilin were pulling a jade chariot wreathed in divine mist, riding the clouds and mist, emitting bursts of thunderous sounds as they rushed over.

Holy Land immortal sects have arrived. The Cave Heaven cultivators fear they won't even be able to drink soup, and they might even lose their lives.

"Old Lin..." Elder Ma Yun flew out, just about to say a few words of thanks, but his spiritual sense couldn't detect Lin Xian, and he couldn't help but mutter: "This speed of running away is even stronger than the Other Shore."

Lin Xian fled all the way, traversing the battlefield, but he never entered the core area. He was searching for a place similar to Mount Wuzhi, where there was a treasure basin buried by the descendants of the Green Emperor, which could attract treasures to fly toward it.

As long as you stand there, you don't need to fight or kill; treasures will fall from the sky. It can be called a holy land for freeloading.

After wandering for a long time, Lin Xian lowered his head, and his expression suddenly turned happy. He didn't see Ye Fan, but he saw a fat Daoist with a ruddy face. His cultivation wasn't high, only at the Life Spring Realm, but he was holding a psychic weapon in his hand, extremely happy, laughing with a face full of spring breeze, his fat trembling.

"Daoist, you are full of spring breeze." Lin Xian stopped his escape light, stood in front of Duan De, and said with a smile: "May I ask your surname?"

"I am Duan De, named Duan De." Duan De immediately looked vigilant, preparing to slip away at any time, and tentatively asked: "What does this Senior want with this humble Daoist?"

"Nothing, I just saw that you are full of spring breeze and moving like the wind, with a ray of spiritual light surging from your crown. I thought you were a rare oddity, hard to find in the ages. May I ask how many years you have been cultivating?"

Lin Xian asked with a smile.

"Time waits for no one; in the blink of an eye, it's been more than twenty years," Duan De sighed, and then flattered: "Not as good as Senior, whose work has reached the creation of heaven and earth, already reaching the Divine Bridge Realm."

"Bold zombie! I see you are clearly an old mummy who has been cultivating for many years!" Lin Xian suddenly shouted: "I see you, old ghost, dead but not stiff, holding a dagger and a murderous weapon, surely intending to harm the world."

"This Venerable will take you, this monster, today!"

"Senior, forgive me!" Duan De, who had been wandering the world for many years, immediately understood that this was looking for trouble for no reason, aiming at his psychic weapon. He quickly cupped his hands and said: "This humble Daoist is dedicated to kindness and has never done evil; I am a solid good person."

"I observe that Senior is full of righteous energy and has the bones of a Daoist immortal. If this psychic weapon were in Senior's hands, it would certainly be carried forward to maintain the righteous path of the world."

"Hahaha..." Lin Xian let out a hearty laugh, stepped forward to hold Duan De's hand, and said kindly: "Just now I didn't open my Heavenly Eye and only saw that you had thick yin energy, mistakenly thinking you were a demon or monster. Now that I see you up close, I know that Daoist Duan De is a human."

"What is Senior saying?" Duan De cursed inwardly, you damn well are a human too.

However, Duan De was half-believing about Lin Xian's so-called Heavenly Eye. He had been conducting archaeological research for many years; if he didn't have yin energy on him, it would be impossible.

"Source Eye, Martial Dao Heavenly Eye, or some other pupil technique? This place is not suitable for staying long." Duan De gritted his teeth and handed over the psychic weapon with great heartache.

"Daoist Duan, have a safe journey. Why don't I see you off?" Lin Xian put away the dagger, smiled slightly, and patted Duan De's shoulder.

"No need!" Duan De shuddered violently, set up his divine rainbow, and flew back in the original direction, cursing inwardly. Why am I so unlucky today to run into such a jinx? Truly, that Boundless Heavenly Venerable.

A lot of psychic weapons did indeed escape from the Demon Emperor's Tomb, with rays of light shooting everywhere. Numerous cultivators drove their divine rainbows, chasing constantly. The sky above this Primordial Ruins was full of light and shadow.

"Swish!"

Duan De used his treasure-hunting methods and had a sharp eye, discovering another ray of spiritual light flying toward Mount Wuzhi. A twelve or thirteen-year-old small cultivator had golden threads flashing at his fingertips, quickly cutting open the stone wall and digging out a blood-colored bead. Rays of red mist immediately shot out.

"Hahaha, truly, what is lost in the east is gained in the west..."

"Emperor Jing of Han, the chess saint of the Han Dynasty."

The Old Heavenly Master's thoughts moved, and he decisively abandoned the piece and admitted defeat, bowed his hands and bowed: "Senior's skills are higher, Zhang has lost."

"Lost, lost is good. Since you lost, let's talk about how to build a stage and let the Luo Tian Dajiao..."

Lin Xian laughed, preparing to pull the Old Heavenly Master to discuss how to create a huge famous scene, so that tomorrow's Luo Tian Dajiao would be passed down through history and sung by ten thousand people.

However, with an ethereal voice ringing, Lin Xian stopped his movements.

【Main Quest: Defeat the Old Heavenly Master on Longhu Mountain】

【Progress: Completed】

【Evaluation: Ordinary】

【Reward: Calm Heart Divine Spell】

"Ordinary reward, Calm Heart Divine Spell, can this boss be brushed multiple times?"

Lin Xian's eyes lit up, as if there was light, looking at the Old Heavenly Master as if he were a big treasure, and changed the subject: "Heavenly Master, let's... still have a fight!"

Old Heavenly Master:????