Shrouding the Heavens

Chapter 306 - 307 Chapter 312 Bullying Too Much

307: Chapter 312: Bullying Too Much 307: Chapter 312: Bullying Too Much Around the Great Cauldron, grass and trees flourished, budding and sprouting leaves; it was a scene brimming with vitality and hope, a veritable Pure Land.

The chanting of scriptures echoed deep within the mountain range, with Zen Chanting and prayers rising and falling.

It was as if they had truly arrived in the era before Ancient Desolation, where several Great Emperors were discussing the Dao.

On the twenty-first day, the Great Cauldron was shrouded in mist.

Although the Dao Scripture was still resounding, it was markedly different.

The mountainous land seemed to have acquired an indescribable, mysterious aura.

Tu Fei and the big black dog looked up, their vision filled with lush greenery.

It was as if they had arrived in midsummer, with vines and plants flourishing to their utmost.

Above the Origin Qi Cauldron, Ye Fan sat cross-legged.

He had emerged; this period of seclusion was coming to an end.

SWISH!

He opened his eyes, and Divine Radiance burst forth like a True Dragon, more dazzling than lightning.

But the next moment, he instantly became serene, descended to the ground, and merged with the surrounding scenery, as if becoming one with the grass and trees.

The chanting ceased.

The Great Cauldron shrank to just over a meter in height and hovered above his head.

Ye Fan stood there quietly with the God-beating Whip on his back, harmonious and natural.

There was no intimidating aura, no ethereal temperament, only a sense of reality.

He was like a radiant boy from next door, merely fifteen or sixteen years old, standing there.

One could not sense his strength; he did not resemble a cultivator but rather a mortal of flesh and blood, an ordinary teenage boy, possessing an aura of genuine simplicity.

“Finally out of seclusion and into the Fourth Layer Heaven of the Dao Palace!

Not far from the circle of perfection now,” Tu Fei laughed.

The big black dog came over, circled him, and actually began to drool.

It said, “I’ve heard that once the sacred body achieves initial success, its blood becomes different—a divine ingredient for refining medicine!

Kid, how about you give me some of your blood?” Tu Fei glanced at it and said, “Alright, that’s enough.

Tonight, prepare a chamber pot and place it in Ye Fan’s room.

Retrieve the Holy Liquid the next morning; the effect will be even greater.” WOOF!

The epic battle between man and dog resumed.

Whenever this particular man and dog were together, they spent half their time bickering.

“Stop fighting,” Ye Fan stepped in to separate them.

This time, he had finally entered the Fourth Layer Heaven of the Dao Palace.

As he had anticipated, he had successfully cultivated the Spleen Divine Treasure, which belonged to Earth in the Five Elements; he was cultivating his Dao Palace by reversing the order of the Five Elements.

The Spleen Divine Treasure primarily governs transformation and manages vital essence and blood.

It distributes the refined essence of sustenance from water and grain, serves as the source for the biotransformation of qi and blood, nourishes the internal organs and entire physique, and is the postnatal foundation.

This divine treasure was extremely important, as many postnatal needs were generated from it.

Ye Fan felt his qi and blood were even more vigorous, and the strength of his physical body had reached a terrifying degree.

He now feared no blades or weapons.

He could withstand all spiritual treasures and ordinary weapons with his physical body, shattering them with a single punch.

Unless they were weapons of significant origin, they were utterly useless against him!

Tu Fei experimented by summoning several spiritual treasures.

Under Ye Fan’s golden fists, they were all pulverized into fine powder, leaving nothing behind.

“I believe that fighting you in close combat is destined to be a tragedy.

Only long-range attacks will work!” Tu Fei concluded.

This time, Ye Fan had refined 100,000 jin of Source and an additional Divine Source, exceeding his expectations.

The effects were significant; even without testing it, he knew he possessed terrifying power.

This feeling is truly wonderful… Ye Fan and the others did not leave Anzhou.

Two days later, they arrived at a cliffside area, the lair of the last of the five major bandit gangs.

Cliffs rose in clusters, with imposing rock formations and Stone Forests everywhere.

The area was tranquil.

In this rocky land, there was a main peak, quite majestic, which served as the dwelling place of the fifth bandit gang.

Figures could be seen moving about on it; the mountain stronghold was of a considerable size.

Stars dotted the sky, and a night breeze swept through, whistling as it passed between the stone cliffs.

Ye Fan and Tu Fei ascended the main peak under the cover of darkness.

Outside the stone village, two large banners fluttered noisily.

Several cultivators were hugging wine jars, drinking heartily, completely oblivious to anyone approaching.

Ye Fan and the others made no move, quietly entering the stronghold with the intention of directly eliminating the bandit leader.

Lights flickered on the mountain, and the village seemed quite lively.

Many people were exchanging toasts and drinks, the fragrance of wine drifting far.

Numerous bonfires were surrounded by large groups of people, and the sound of drums and music could be heard.

These individuals were quite carefree, indulging in drink and merriment.

In mid-air, several young maidens were dancing.

Under the night moon, they appeared ethereal, like fairies from Guanghan Palace fluttering gracefully.

Celestial music drifted through the air, creating a very peaceful atmosphere.

“This mountain stronghold is indeed quite something, having female cultivators perform songs and dances.

Quite a grand display.” Ye Fan, with the God-beating Whip on his back, strode in, with Tu Fei alongside him.

As for Big Black, it waited outside, remaining hidden.

“Such audacity!” At that moment, from near a bonfire up ahead, a cold voice snapped, “You reckless fools who court death!

You’ve finally shown yourselves!

Our twenty-odd days of waiting weren’t in vain!” A group of people filed out from the inner stronghold, while more rose from around the bonfires, quickly surrounding the area.

Ye Fan’s true features were veiled in mist; he was not using the Heaven and Earth Changing Technique.

He and Tu Fei stood side by side within the encirclement.

“Are you the two who plundered all the bandit gangs in Anzhou?” the middle-aged man, who appeared to be about thirty-five or thirty-six years old, stared at them grimly.

Tu Fei was taken aback.

This was a cultivator of the Four Extremes Realm, not much weaker than himself.

He immediately said, “They had accumulated countless bloody deeds and deserved their fate!

Could it be that you were backing them?” “You’ve ruined the Young Master’s affairs!

Even flaying you alive wouldn’t be enough to atone for it,” the middle-aged man responded, his face stern.

Tu Fei, being a descendant of a great bandit, was never one to be subservient.

He demanded forcefully, “Who are you?

Such a boastful tone!

In the entire Northern Region, no one has ever dared to flay me!” The middle-aged man sneered, “You’ve scattered all the bandits in Anzhou, and now you’re acting mighty?

You think we wouldn’t dare to flay you alive?” “Chen De, do not be impolite!

This is the direct grandson of Seventh Master Tu Tian.

Hurry and apologize!” At that moment, a soft, effeminate voice drifted over.

From the inner village, two cultivators of the Dao Palace secret realm carried a soft chair forward.

They were accompanied by a dozen experts guarding them on all sides, and they quickly arrived.

On the soft chair reclined a very effeminate young man, lazily swirling a cup of fine wine.

He was attended by four young maidens, one of whom was using a pristine white silk handkerchief to dab wine stains from the corner of his mouth.

His complexion was fair, lacking masculine vigor.

He gently waved his hand, signaling the four maidens to withdraw, then tossed the wine cup aside.

“Brother Tu, I trust you’ve been well?” the effeminate man greeted indifferently.

“It’s you, Xu Yuan!” Tu Fei exclaimed, his expression instantly turning somewhat grim.

“Who is he?” Ye Fan quietly asked.

“He’s a troublesome scoundrel, the pampered youngest grandson of Xu Tianxiong, the third great bandit.

He’s rotten to the core, a truly despicable character who has never done a single good deed!” This was Tu Fei’s assessment.

“Is he very strong?” Ye Fan inquired.

Tu Fei transmitted his voice, “He’s not particularly strong, probably still in the Fifth Layer Heaven of the Dao Palace.

But his grandfather is incomparably formidable.

Xu Tianxiong, the third great bandit, ranks above the sovereign Green Flood Dragon King.

Who could possibly provoke him?

Furthermore, his elder brother, Xu Heng, is the foremost expert among the descendants of the thirteen great bandits, arguably superior to Wu Zhongtian.

This whelp acts with impunity, thanks to his backing, and has committed far too many unscrupulous deeds.

He has even preyed upon the women of other great bandit descendants.” Ye Fan frowned.

This is a quintessential villain, quite difficult to deal with; he possessed both formidable backing and extensive connections.

Tu Fei said, “Later, if we can avoid it, it’s best not to clash with him.

This scoundrel holds deep grudges and is capable of anything.” “Brother Tu, do you harbor some prejudice against me?

Why are you giving me the cold shoulder upon our meeting today?” Xu Yuan asked from his reclined position on the soft chair, his tone somewhat cold.

Although Tu Fei held no goodwill towards him, he had to respond, “How could that be?

I am merely a little surprised.

I did not expect Elder Brother Xu to be here.” “Hmph!” Xu Yuan snorted coldly, sitting up from the soft chair and glaring intently.

“You certainly are in high spirits, coming to Anzhou and slaughtering my men so thoroughly!” Tu Fei said, “This is a misunderstanding.

I saw them burning, killing, and looting, committing all sorts of atrocities.

I could never have imagined they were Elder Brother Xu’s men.” “Are you accusing me?” Xu Yuan’s eyes glinted sinisterly as he scanned Tu Fei and Ye Fan.

With a slight gesture, he beckoned a young maiden, who poured him a cup of fine wine and gracefully presented it.

“The thirteen great bandits—even bandits have their code.

As their descendants, we should not act in such a manner,” Tu Fei stated.

CRACK!

Xu Yuan violently smashed the jade cup in his hand onto the ground, his expression dark.

“You meddle too much!

Don’t think that just because we are both descendants of great bandits, I wouldn’t dare to kill you!” “You…” Tu Fei’s anger flared, and he was ready to turn hostile.

His absolute combat power far surpassed Xu Yuan’s.

Four figures darted forward, positioning themselves in front of Xu Yuan and blocking Tu Fei, their murderous intent permeating the air.

“All of you, stand down,” Xu Yuan sighed and said, “Forget it.

My temper was a bit excessive.

We are both descendants of great bandits.

Even though you killed so many of my subordinates, even though you destroyed my foundation in Anzhou, I will endure it.

After all, our families have long-standing ties.” Tu Fei was astonished.

This notorious scoundrel is known for holding deep grudges and being utterly ruthless; how could he possibly be so magnanimous?

However, he quickly discerned the other party’s intentions.

Xu Yuan lightly tapped the soft chair with his long, slender, jade-like fingers.

His voice was soft and effeminate as he said, “Our families are old friends, so I won’t quibble over these matters.

However, this person…

I cannot let him go.” He fixed his gaze on Ye Fan.

“Xu Yuan, you’re feigning retreat as a tactic to advance, scheming against him!

I’m sure you know who he is, don’t you?” Tu Fei’s face darkened.

He realized the other party aimed to seize the holy divine relics.

Xu Yuan gave a faint, cold smirk.

“I don’t care who he is.

I only know that he killed many of my men, and today, he must be suppressed.” Ye Fan understood.

They must have deduced my identity because of Tu Fei and are now targeting me.

He revealed his true face and said, “What do you want?” “What do I want?

You killed so many of my people; naturally, I want your life!” Xu Yuan smiled, an unsettlingly soft and effeminate expression on his face.

Tu Fei stepped forward and said, “This is my friend.

If you intend to make a move, you might as well include me.” “Tu Fei, don’t force my hand!

Family ties are family ties, but he destroyed my foundation in Anzhou.

Today, I must suppress him!” Xu Yuan’s expression was hostile.

“And what if I refuse?” Tu Fei said in a low,沉声道.

“Then I’ll have no choice but to offend you.

I’ll apprehend you and present you before Seventh Master Tu Tian.

But this person, I must take him away,” Xu Yuan said with a smile, then poured himself a drink.

“Then I, too, will have no choice but to fight you,” Tu Fei stated coldly.

“I truly don’t wish for us to fight amongst ourselves.

How about this?

I’ll concede one more step…” Xu Yuan leaned back in the soft chair and said, “Let him offer me an apology.

Of course, it must be sincere.” “What constitutes sincerity?” Tu Fei asked.

Nearby, the cultivator named Chen De, whose strength had reached the Fourth Level Secret Realm, stepped forward and said, “Naturally, he must kowtow in apology!

Otherwise, wouldn’t it be a farce?” “Indeed.

There should be some sincerity,” Xu Yuan said with a faint smile.

“Doesn’t he possess the Origin Qi?

He stole so much Source from us; he might as well hand over his cauldron as compensation,” another cultivator, who had also stepped into the Fourth Level Secret Realm, chimed in.

“Very well,” Xu Yuan leaned back in the rattan chair and said nonchalantly, “Just have him kowtow to me a few times and present the Origin Qi Cauldron.

Then, I shall spare his life and allow him to depart.” “This is outrageous bullying!” Tu Fei seethed.

“Are you sure you have me at your mercy?” Ye Fan remained very calm, a hint of a cold smile playing on his lips.

He strode forward boldly and declared, “Is the Four Extremes Realm truly so impressive?” As he advanced, the entire mountain peak began to tremble.