Chapter 45
Ye Fan's teeth were itching with hatred, and he wanted to spit out fragrant words, but fearing that Duan De's cultivation was higher than his, he only asked for it tactfully.
"That is not so. Little Friend, do you not understand yet?" Duan De had a happy smile on his face, shameless and looking like a charlatan, and said: "It is precisely because you and I formed a good bond when we first met that we have this second reunion, causing me to rush over to subdue this bead transformed by a demon, helping you avoid a disaster. This is the good fruit borne by the good bond you formed."
"Damn it..." Ye Fan really had the urge to beat him up. It was hard, it was hard, his fist was hard.
"Boundless that... Heavenly Venerable, Little Friend, we shall meet again by fate. This poor Daoist is leaving!" The fat Daoist twisted his butt, drove his divine rainbow, soared into the sky, and disappeared with a "swish."
"Dead fat man, I curse you to fall to your death halfway!" Ye Fan cursed loudly. However, before he could finish cursing, a fat figure fell from the sky, smashing a huge pit and stirring up countless dust.
Looking at the fat Daoist in the pit, Ye Fan's expression was strange. He touched his mouth. Could it be that besides the Desolate Ancient Holy Body, he had also awakened the Crow Mouth physique?
"Hahaha..."
Just as Ye Fan was puzzled, a crisp and familiar laugh rang out.
Lin Xian landed, half-squatting outside the pit, and said with a smile: "Daoist Duan De, truly, where in life do we not meet? Didn't expect it, did you? We meet again."
"Bastard!" Duan De couldn't help but curse. He was really staring at him alone.
"Daoist, this time it's not the price of a psychic weapon," Lin Xian said with a smile: "You just cursed me, you have to pay extra."
Duan De's expression turned ashen, as if he had eaten a dead child. He wanted to resist, but after looking at Lin Xian's Divine Bridge cultivation, he finally chose to submit, handing over the psychic weapon while also giving a small piece of Source Stone.
"So this is Source..." Lin Xian held the stone full of life essence, feeling slightly excited. He had finally touched the money of the Cultivation World.
According to ancient records, in the era when heaven and earth combined to give birth to all things, chaos was misty and spiritual energy was dense. Many spiritual objects could absorb the origin essence between heaven and earth, forming amber-like crystals containing vast life essence.
Those preserved to this day are called "Source," which is extremely precious to cultivators.
The most precious among Source is called Divine Source. Divine Source can not only be used for cultivation but is also a great way to seal cultivators and resist the invasion of time.
Many cultivators will seal themselves into Divine Source in their later years, stopping their lifespan and sleeping for ages, until their sect or family encounters a great crisis in later generations. These powerful existences from ages past will then emerge, sweeping away all crises.
This is the foundation that the Holy Lands and aristocratic families speak of—one Saint after another who can be awakened at any time.
The Source Duan De took out was not Divine Source, but for a Wheel and Sea cultivator, it was precious.
Lin Xian is a mortal body, unlike the Desolate Ancient Holy Body, which requires a hundred times the resources to break through once, starting with thousands of catties of Source. With Source stones like the one in Duan De's hand, if he had a few more, he would have the confidence to sprint to the Other Shore Realm.
Looking at Duan De in the pit, Lin Xian said with a smile: "Daoist, your cultivation is still too low. If you hold such precious weapons and Source, I fear it will attract a murderous disaster."
"Not everyone is as compassionate as me, only robbing things and not killing people. Killing people and seizing treasures is common in the Cultivation World."
Duan De was almost driven crazy when he heard this. What Lin Xian said was indeed reasonable, but the problem was, this was his line!
In the past, Duan De would also drop such a line after robbing other cultivators.
A habitual bandit, absolutely a habitual bandit!
"The conversion of disaster is over, this Venerable is leaving!" Lin Xian shouted and flew away as a stream of light.
Ye Fan looked at Lin Xian's figure, always feeling that this cultivator was inexplicably familiar, but he couldn't remember for a moment.
When did he know a fourteen or fifteen-year-old youth with profound cultivation?
Ye Fan fell into deep thought.
Before he could think for long, "Swish!"
In the distant sky, a purple glow rushed over. It was actually three psychic weapons.
At this moment, it wasn't just the old hand Duan De; even Ye Fan, who hadn't been in the Cultivation World for long, instinctively sensed something was wrong.
"There's a problem here!"
Duan De looked thoughtful, and then without hesitation, reached for the purple ring inside the stone wall.
"Daoist, that's mine!" Ye Fan finally couldn't hold it back anymore. Again and again, even an honest person would have a temper.
"What yours or mine? I feel like old friends with Little Friend at first sight." Duan De laughed, hugged Ye Fan's shoulder, and teased: "Why don't we become sworn brothers? From now on, your treasures are my treasures, and my treasures are still my treasures."
"Daoist Duan De, there is reason in what you say!"
A familiar voice rang out again. Lin Xian returned and said with a smile: "In the past, there were Liu, Guan, and Zhang, cutting a chicken head, worshipping Guan Gong, and the three sworn brothers in the peach garden."
"Today, the three of us meeting is also a beautiful story."
"Guan Gong, peach garden..." Ye Fan's expression changed immediately. This is an allusion from the other side of the starry sky. How could the person in front of him know?
Unless this person is from Earth, just like him.
"You... are you Heavenly Master Lin?"
Ye Fan identified him for a long time and finally caught a glimpse of the outline of the past. He tentatively asked the youth who looked fourteen or fifteen: "Did you also eat the fruit?"
"Fellow Daoist Ye, long time no see. You're living younger and younger," Lin Xian sighed, nodded, and said: "My encounter is similar to yours."
"Sure enough." A look of realization appeared in Ye Fan's eyes. The Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land has the power of time, making people old. Only those who have eaten the holy fruit and drunk the divine spring can be spared and thus return to their youth.
Seeing Lin Xian again, facing this Heavenly Master Lin who was full of mysteries, Ye Fan had countless questions he wanted to ask.
Before he could open his mouth, Duan De was suddenly filled with righteous indignation and cursed: "So you two are in cahoots!"
"This kid is the bait you placed here. Damn it, I didn't expect that I, who hunt geese all day, would be pecked in the eye by an eagle."
A honey trap!
In Duan De's eyes, this was a naked honey trap.
Even though Ye Fan was innocent, he had no way to explain it at this moment.
Lin Xian, on the other hand, had a smile on his face, watching Duan De dig himself into a deeper hole, and said meaningfully: "So, Daoist Duan, have you thought it over? The price this time is double."
Duan De looked at Lin Xian and then at Ye Fan, gritting his teeth: "There are heavens beyond heavens, and people beyond people. This time, this poor Daoist admits defeat!"
"Three pieces of Source," Lin Xian opened his mouth like a lion: "And that psychic weapon."
"Three pieces of Source!" Duan De let out a strange cry like a slaughtered pig: "Wasn't it just one piece a moment ago? Three pieces, you're taking my life."
"Fellow Daoist, you don't know. In our Mysterious Gate, we value the number three and one the most."
Lin Xian stood with his hands behind his back and sighed: "Today I have captured and released you three times. If you give me three more Source stones, it will be a beautiful story when it spreads in the future."
"Truly, that Boundless Heavenly Venerable!"
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