Chapter 22: Ye Fan

Fang Yu briefly told Ye Fan of the Shrouding Heaven Realm about some matters concerning the eldest young lady of the Fang family of the Eternal Life Realm, Fang Qingxue, and Ye Fan listened with astonishment in his heart.

"Brother Fang Yu, does cultivation—something like this—really exist?"

A curiosity and longing rose up within Ye Fan's heart.

"Cultivation certainly exists, but it requires opportunity; beyond that, it also requires Daoist techniques, financial resources, and elixirs."

Fang Yu nodded and, as he spoke, took out a single Essence Yuan Elixir.

The moment this elixir appeared in the room, Ye Fan felt that just by smelling it his whole body was at ease, as if his strength had begun to increase.

"There is actually such a miraculous elixir?"

Ye Fan was astonished.

"This elixir is called the Essence Yuan Elixir. To refine a single Essence Yuan Elixir requires over a hundred types of spiritual herbs, each several hundred years old, processed through layer upon layer of refinement before finally taking shape. This one elixir alone can increase one's strength by several hundred jin."

Fang Yu spoke, introducing the marvelous aspects of the Essence Yuan Elixir.

The more Ye Fan listened, the more shocked he became; he seemed not to have expected that such miraculous elixirs could exist in this world.

"Since you've treated me to tea, I'll treat you to an Essence Yuan Elixir. I see you have quite a bit of talent and extraordinary bone structure."

Fang Yu spoke casually and actually gave this Essence Yuan Elixir to Ye Fan. This counted as a kind of investment—after all, barring accidents, in the coming years the lands of the Northern Dipper would still have intersections with Ye Fan.

A look of surprise appeared on Ye Fan's face, and he immediately shook his head: "Such a precious elixir—how could I possibly accept it?"

"This is also a kind of fate; no need to decline."

Fang Yu smiled.

Although the Essence Yuan Elixir was precious to him, he was not short of this one pill. As for the investment in Ye Fan, in the years to come it could be earned back.

"In that case, many thanks, Brother Fang Yu."

Ye Fan finally accepted this Essence Yuan Elixir.

Fang Yu took out another Essence Yuan Elixir and, right in front of Ye Fan, swallowed and refined it; his strength began to increase once more.

With a casual movement, a gust of fierce wind arose, blowing so that a person could barely stand steady.

Ye Fan watched in secret shock, thought for a moment, and likewise swallowed that Essence Yuan Elixir.

In an instant, a surge of heat rose up, rushing through his entire body and surging into his surroundings, giving him a feeling as if he had swallowed a ball of gunpowder.

But afterward, that painful sensation vanished, and a feeling of comfort came over him. He had a sense that his strength was continuously increasing, that a casual punch could kill an ordinary person.

"This elixir is real!"

Ye Fan finally felt the tremendous power of the Essence Yuan Elixir, and finally knew that this Brother Fang Yu before him was indeed a disciple of an ancient family. Only an ancient family could possibly grow spiritual herbs of such age, and only then could they refine elixirs.

Otherwise, where would ordinary people in the modern age find the conditions to refine elixirs?

"Cultivation—something like this—has different paths. Some specialize in cultivating the physical body; of course, there are other cultivation systems, such as the Wheel Sea, Dao Palace, Four Extremes…"

Fang Yu spoke of the cultivation methods of the Shrouding Heaven Realm, somewhat curious whether he himself could cultivate the Shrouding Heaven methods.

The body's structure differs across worlds, and may well be different; whether he could cultivate it, he did not know. However, the Eternal Life methods, placed throughout the entire Endless Worlds, were first-rate methods—the only drawback being that they consumed far too many resources.

Otherwise, he would not have come to this world.

"Ding-dang-dang, ding-dang-dang."

Just as Ye Fan was listening with great delight to Fang Yu's words, a pleasant mobile phone ringtone interrupted the conversation between the two.

Fang Yu's gaze looked over and saw the two characters "Lin Jia" written on the phone screen—seemingly a classmate of Ye Fan's.

"Brother Fang Yu, sorry about this, I'll take this call first."

Ye Fan felt somewhat apologetic and immediately went to answer the call.

Fang Yu then heard some words—a class reunion, things like "did you miss me."

A class reunion seemed to be right before their eyes.

"Brother Fang Yu, I'm truly sorry, but today I have a class reunion. Once the gathering is over, I will definitely have a good chat with you again, Brother Fang Yu."

After Ye Fan hung up the phone, he spoke.

"No matter. I have come to this world to walk about, to look about, to see whether I can obtain an opportunity and break through to the next realm. You go ahead."

Fang Yu said with a smile.

"Wait for me, Brother Fang Yu. I will definitely come back early."

Ye Fan was still somewhat reluctant to part.

On one side was a class reunion, classmates not seen for many years; on the other side was a disciple of an ancient family who had come down to the mortal world to temper himself. The inner turmoil was naturally imaginable. Nevertheless, Ye Fan had already agreed to the class reunion, so he still had to go.

"Mm, tempering oneself anywhere is tempering oneself. I won't leave."