Shrouding the Heavens

Chapter 378 - 379 Chapter 384 The Sacred Body Shocks the Divine City

379: Chapter 384: The Sacred Body Shocks the Divine City 379: Chapter 384: The Sacred Body Shocks the Divine City The night sky was like water, pouring down, streams of Blood Qi soaring into the sky like great dragons.

When will I have such a cultivation base?

Ye Fan muttered to himself as he walked on the street.

Li Heishui sighed, “These are ruthless people.

I’m sure among them are at least a few Peacock Kings, really daring to try and kill the old Divine King Jiang Taixu.

Truly audacious.” “Logically, with the Hengyu Divine Furnace’s protection, the old Divine King should be safe, but for some reason, I feel uneasy,” Ye Fan frowned.

“They wouldn’t be wielding an Extreme Dao Weapon, would they?” Li Heishui was alarmed.

If that were the case, the divine city could be obliterated, ceasing to exist.

Ye Fan shook his head, saying, “No one would carry Extreme Dao Holy Weapons here; it would reveal their identity.

The divine city will definitely undergo a great upheaval in the coming days; it won’t pass quietly.” They hadn’t walked far before they were noticed.

The two hurriedly took to the sky, heading towards Shuiyue Small Building, fearing being surrounded.

The Great Xia Prince had invited him, and Ye Fan couldn’t refuse, especially after Xia Yiming and Yao Yuekong had once helped him when facing Nangong Qi’s provocations.

Suspended in the night sky, Shuiyue Small Building had an elegant scenery, distinctly different from other places; it was neither palatial nor grand.

It was a unique Heavenly Paradise, a small realm close to nature.

It featured stretches of bamboo forests and verdant pine seas, with Moonlight scattered amidst and the DING DONG of springs.

Shuiyue Small Building, along with Miao Yu Temple and Guanghan Palace, were the three most elegant places in the divine city.

It was a gentle haven that could ease the ambitions of heroes.

However, its style was quite different.

Many viewed it as a Pure Land, a place to find inner peace away from the hustle and bustle of the Red Dust.

Indeed, it was so.

The Silver Moon hung high, pine forests resembled paintings, clean springs flowed over stones, and wooden buildings nestled among them, all naturally returning to true essence.

It really felt detached from the world, offering a sense of tranquility as if outside the Three Realms—simple and misty, quiet yet beautifully serene.

“The Great Xia Prince wouldn’t be inviting us for some romantic indulgence, would he?” Li Heishui said.

“Impossible.

He has that little tail following him; he wouldn’t dare step out of line,” Ye Fan smiled.

“Speaking of which, that little white-clad nun is indeed clingy, always following her brother.

Their sibling relationship is quite good.” Ye Fan also laughed, saying, “That little nun is training by experiencing the mortal world; she’s even growing out her hair.” They entered the forest of Clear Spring Mountain and were led by people from Shuiyue Small Building to a wooden building.

There, they soon met some familiar faces.

Ye Fan’s heart skipped a beat.

He almost turned to leave.

The Ji Family Divine King Body was present; if it sensed him, it would be a colossal disaster.

Besides, Ji Family’s Little Moon, the little nun, the Great Xia Prince, and Yao Yuekong were also there.

They weren’t inside the wooden building but on a high platform, drinking to the moon.

“Arriving late warrants punishment!” Yao Yuekong laughed, ordering drinks.

“We’ll punish ourselves with three cups,” Ye Fan and Li Heishui said as they climbed the platform, each downing three cups of fine wine.

“Three cups won’t suffice; that barely wets your throats.

Three jars would be more like it,” the Great Xia Prince laughed.

“You should spare the two of us.” Moonlight scattered like patches of white moondust in the pine forest below.

The high platform was level with the treetops, perfect for moon viewing and appreciating the serene beauty.

In the distance, soft sounds of zither music played while several maidens danced in the moonlit sky, like Chang’e ascending to the moon, enchanting and ethereal.

“Inviting Brother Gu is truly difficult; I haven’t seen you for days,” Ji Haoyue smiled, his sword-like brows and starry eyes exuding extraordinary charm.

“Burdened by the Divine Medicine Seeds, I dared not go out,” Ye Fan explained, then asked what the various Sacred Lands had obtained after the assault on the purple mountain.

“Surely they didn’t actually attain the legacy of the Beginningless Great Emperor?” Li Heishui also asked.

“I heard someone say they saw the Beginningless Great Emperor’s body, looking as if it were still alive.” Ji Haoyue shook his head, saying, “Although my Ji Family also attacked the purple mountain, I don’t know the truth.

However, it’s rumored that the discovery of some secrets of the Great Emperor frightened them away from the purple mountain.” Ye Fan’s expression changed slightly.

“Someone said the Beginningless Great Emperor remains seated on the Dao Platform, still alive.

Could this be true?” “I also hope it’s true, but it’s most likely not.

No one can live that long,” Ji Haoyue shook his head.

“Little Heavenly Source Master, you can’t come empty-handed.

There’s no need for a gift for us, but you must have a present for Little Sweetie,” Ji Ziyue smiled sweetly, Moonlight reflecting on her face, making it look crystalline.

Elsewhere, on the little nun’s shoulder, a small golden creature glared at Ye Fan, shimmering with spirituality.

Ye Fan laughed, saying, “This little one really holds grudges; it never forgets that piece of Source.” “That’s Little Sweetie’s Source; of course, it won’t forget,” the little white-clad nun muttered softly.

Ye Fan took out over ten Divine Source Beans and placed them in his palm.

This caused the Divine Silkworm to grow restless.

It wanted to grab them yet was somewhat angry, fiercely rolling its eyes at Ye Fan.

“I offer you Divine Sources out of goodwill, yet you glare at me like that?

No more for you,” Ye Fan teased it.

SWISH!

A flash of golden light shot from its body, instantly sweeping away the more than ten Divine Source Beans.

It retreated behind the little nun and Ji Ziyue, sneakily watching Ye Fan.

Everyone present was surprised.

Even Ji Haoyue commented, “If such divine arts were honed to Great Success, wouldn’t it allow one to plunder everything?” “A born little thief,” Ye Fan laughed.

Soon, everyone shifted the topic to Jiang Taixu.

However, no one brought up who wished to kill the Divine King, as it was too sensitive a subject.

They only discussed the strength of the nine secret arts, the wonders of the Dragon Transformation Pool, and the extraordinary qualities of Divine King Jiang.

The Great Xia Prince and Ji Haoyue both hoped to buy the Divine Medicine Seeds.

They subtly presented this to Ye Fan, suggesting that prices could be negotiated.

Ye Fan couldn’t promise anything.

He merely expressed his difficulties, shifting all responsibility to the Heavenly Demon Treasure Pavilion’s Auction House.

Ji Haoyue gazed at the Starry Sky, asking, “Everyone, how far do you think the other side of the Starry Sky is from our world?

Could there be cultivators there too?” “Why did Senior brother Haoyue bring up this issue?” the Heavenly Demon Palace’s Young Master asked, puzzled.

“Just a momentary reflection,” Ji Haoyue shook his head.

Ye Fan’s heart shook.

He sensed potential problems from his peers who had arrived with him in this world, suspecting someone in the Southern Region had leaked heavenly secrets.

“There indeed are visitors from the Outer Domain; it’s referenced in our Great Xia’s Ancient Books,” the Great Xia Prince nodded.

“Oh, please, Brother Xia, enlighten me,” Ye Fan said, eager to know.

Prince Xia shook his head and said, “I just heard one of our ancient ancestors mention it occasionally.” “If that sacred body comes from the Outer Domain, do you think he can break the curse?” Ji Haoyue spoke again.

Ye Fan’s heart skipped a beat but quickly calmed down, remaining outwardly unmoved.

He didn’t want to show any flaw.

He felt uneasy, fearing that someone from the Southern Region had really leaked heavenly secrets.

He had left the Southern Region long ago.

How were his old acquaintances doing now?

Ye Fan thought of many things.

It wasn’t until late at night that Ye Fan and Li Heishui left.

They then headed to Miao Yu Temple to attend a meeting.

However, Li Heishui was stopped and led into a palace, unable to meet An Miaoyi, which displeased him greatly.

Although being invited at night still counted as being “a guest behind the curtain,” Ye Fan had no such thoughts.

With An Miaoyi’s cunning, she would rather choose a Saint Heir than him.

Indeed, it was exactly like that.

An Miaoyi’s every action was perfectly calculated; it all boiled down to the Divine Medicine Seeds.

The successors of Miao Yu Temple throughout history were always intertwined with some of the most powerful Saint Heirs, which greatly benefited the Temple’s development.

Ye Fan keenly noticed that An Miaoyi seemed to be backing someone, inquiring about purchasing Qilin Seeds from him.

He responded with a smile, his replies skilled and evasive.

When they left Miao Yu Temple, it was already late into the night.

After listening to Ye Fan’s story, Li Heishui sighed and said, “Little kid Ye, you are unfortunate.

You weren’t chosen to be her guest behind the curtain.” “What are you babbling about?” “I’m telling the truth.

An Miaoyi might be making a decision now; every successor of Miao Yu Temple has always done so.

Let me guess who she’ll choose.

It must be a powerful Saint Heir,” Li Heishui pondered.

Such a calculating woman, what’s there to ponder?

Ye Fan shook his head.

“Though you might become a Heavenly Source Master one day, it is full of uncertainties.

Most importantly, you lack any background compared to the Saint Heirs,” Li Heishui judged.

He continued, “If the Flickering Light Saint Heir had not been suppressed, An Miaoyi would certainly have chosen him.

Now it’s hard to guess who it will be, but I think she has already made a decision.” “You really have nothing better to do…” Ye Fan shook his head.

The next day, Ye Fan began to invite various Saint Heirs and Sacred Ladies.

He had no way to attend each meeting individually, so he had to invite them instead.

What would their expressions be when they learned he was the sacred body one day?

he wondered.

At present, many in the divine city call him the Little Heavenly Source Master and desperately try to ally with him.

When his true identity is revealed, it will undoubtedly be another story.

Ye Fan never expected that this day would come so quickly.

That afternoon, when he appeared at the Sacred Land Stone Workshop, an elderly man with white hair emerged in the same Stone Garden.

He was accompanied by Nangong Qi and a few Source Technique Masters.

“You changed your appearance?” The old man leaned on a cane.

He appeared extremely old; it was uncertain how old he was.

He was gaunt and skeletal, resembling a skeleton.

“Who are you?” Ye Fan’s heart raced.

He was shocked to find that the other party had nearly completed the Heavenly Eye.

The man’s murky old eyes sent out two beams of lightning, piercing through his disguise.

Nangong Qi rebuked, “Do not be disrespectful!

This is Senior Ouyang Ye from the Source Technique Realm, the only one in limitless ages who has come infinitely close to reaching the Source Earth Master realm.” Earth Masters are far from Heavenly Masters.

This terrifying Source Technique elder had practiced for countless years and was only infinitely close to the Earth Master realm.

It truly highlighted how high the Heavenly Source Master’s realm was!

“You mastered the Heaven and Earth Changing Technique!

You must have obtained the Heavenly Source Book!” Ouyang Ye, with skin stretched over bones, seemed impossibly old.

Yet, in that moment, his eyes emitted two terrifyingly hot beams of light.

“Why did you stop me?

What do you want?” Ye Fan’s heart pounded.

His only consolation was that this elder had been secluded for years.

Having never re-entered the world, he wouldn’t have seen the Ancient Desolation sacred body’s portrait and thus wouldn’t recognize him.

“Alright, no problem.

Tomorrow, at the Great Inference Stone Workshop.

We won’t leave until we meet!” Ye Fan readily agreed and turned to leave.

He didn’t want to stay another moment; his identity was exposed.

He dragged Li Heishui to an uninhabited place and summoned the mysterious jade platform, preparing to traverse the void.

However, he failed.

Shocked, he discovered that crossing the void was impossible!

Inside the Great Inference Stone Workshop, Nangong Qi asked, “Senior Ouyang, you said he changed his appearance.

What does his true form look like?” Ouyang Ye pressed his right hand in the void, and a True Body manifested—it was Ye Fan’s original appearance.

“It’s him, the Ancient Desolation sacred body!” “How is it possible?

It’s actually him!” The young members of the Source Technique ancient families, along with Nangong Qi and several Grandmasters, were astounded and utterly shocked.

They never expected it to be Ye Fan!

The Ancient Desolation sacred body had stirred up the Northern Region, causing endless turmoil and killing countless young experts from the Sacred Lands.

Even they had seen his portraits.

“Chase him!

Don’t let him escape!” “Gu Feng is Ye Fan, the Ancient Desolation sacred body!” Nangong Qi shouted loudly, his voice carrying for dozens of miles.

“The other party has holy divine relics and, even more, the Heavenly Source Book!

He is a living divine treasure and must be captured!” That loud shout caught the attention of countless cultivators in the divine city, who were all puzzled and uncertain.

Disciples of the Source Technique ancient families yelled, explaining to the people what had just transpired.

The area immediately erupted into chaos, and all cultivators gave chase.

“He can’t escape!

The Jiang Family has suppressed the divine city with the Extreme Dao Weapon, the Hengyu Divine Furnace!

He has no way out!” “Chase him!

We must find him!” The streets were in utter disarray as numerous cultivators shouted, searching everywhere.

An hour later, many had heard the news, and the divine city was shaken.

“Gu Feng is Ye Fan!” “Heavens!

Gu Feng, famed throughout the divine city, is actually that Ancient Desolation sacred body!

This is too shocking!” Various Saint Heirs and Sacred Ladies were stunned upon hearing the news.

The very person they sought had been right beneath their noses and had even shared drinks with them.