The peerless black hand that covers the sky

Chapter 1139 Have some decency!
'No, we probably won't even have enough sacks, far from enough... We'll have to do some really tough work!'

Longma sighed inwardly.

No one knows better than the Bitter Leaf Sect how wronged Ye Fan was and how much suffering he endured as a result.

Similarly, the people involved certainly know how tragic their fate will be.

However, even though I know what's going on in my mind, I will still struggle... I won't just sit and wait to die.

What would Ye Fan think about this?
Perhaps, they are happy to see it happen, or even... eagerly anticipating it!
after all.

Simply beating someone up isn't enough.
To truly evoke a "shrimp and pig's heart" feeling, you have to first give the opponent hope, and then, at the moment of success, kick them into the abyss—that's what makes it unforgettable!

Just like the inexperienced "Ye Xiezu" back then, who was relentlessly pursued by the Bitter Leaf Sect with nowhere to go. The most frustrating thing was that just when he thought he had escaped, he turned around and saw a mortal emperor standing not far away, waiting for him for a long time!
That's a truly terrifying story!
The ups and downs were dramatic; just when hope seemed within reach, it turned into despair in an instant, and darkness enveloped the inner world.

Fortunately, the Bitter Leaf Sect wasn't so inhumane as to make clear arrangements for "Ye Xiezu." As the "protagonist," he naturally had to carry an "old man" with him. With the help of this "old man," a remnant of an immortal king from the ancient era, even in a desperate situation, there was still a glimmer of hope.

—Fight for your life, young man!
—Unleash your full potential and fight your way out of the most desperate situation!
Only by getting infinitely close to death can one truly understand the meaning of life.

Ye Fan did it, more than once, and finally reached the pinnacle step by step.

What was he thinking at that moment?
Repaying kindness with kindness?
Forgive past grievances?

"Treat them as they treat you!"

"The real show... has only just begun!"

"Go and struggle! See hope, fall into despair, experience great ups and downs, push your potential... Millions of years old, this is the age to take risks!"

"You all better behave well..."

"The more brilliantly you perform, the more it might affect me, stirring up curiosity and resentment in me beyond my detached state of mind..."

Few know the thoughts in the mind of the Evil Ancestor.

However, those close to him can guess most of the details, even if they are just guessing.

But what good is it if you guess it?

We can only follow this will.

Just like Ye Fan in his later years as the "Evil Ancestor," he clearly understood that he had been arranged for, and that the Bitter Leaf Sect was profiting from Ye Fan's blood. However, he was too weak to resist and was on a rampage toward "world destruction," sacrificing himself to the plateau, to reincarnation, and to the entire world!

'It's precisely because of their blood ties and close relationship... that they show absolutely no mercy when they strike!'

Longma thought to himself, 'Ye... Ye Qingxian, perhaps the only exception.'

'After all, Emperor Ye was exploited his whole life, but with this girl, it's the other way around...'

'The youngest age, doing the most work, past and present lives, an intelligent spirit born from a dream spanning eternity...'

"Ugh!"

Longma sighed, and nodded slightly in response to Chu Feng's probing gaze. "Your guess may be inaccurate, but it is the truth. The current empress is indeed surnamed Ye, and she is the most beloved descendant of Emperor Ye Tian!"

"You guys... are truly incredibly resourceful." Chu Feng's guess was confirmed, and his lips twitched. "You even managed to bring a descendant of the Heavenly Emperor into your ranks. I'm impressed! Impressive!"

"Would the Heavenly Emperor allow it?" Chu Feng asked curiously.

“The Heavenly Emperor is powerful, but if his descendants insist on going down a certain path, he won’t say anything,” Longma said. “If our children want to go out and explore, then let them go. Even if they suffer losses, I’m confident I can cover them.”

"Then..." Chu Feng suddenly had a brilliant idea, "Do you think I could also try to win her over..."

"..." Longma opened his eyes wide, hesitating to speak, looking up and down at Chu Feng's head.

"What kind of look is that?" Chu Feng frowned.

"Your hair seems to be getting yellower and yellower the more I look at it..." Longma said quietly. "When you're about to make your move, you'd better let me know in advance so I can stay far away."

"To avoid getting splattered with blood... I can't bear to see you chopped into minced meat, well, maybe not that big."

"...What kind of person do you take me for?" Chu Feng's face darkened, feeling misunderstood, and misunderstood quite severely. "Isn't this what you've done before? Why are you so hypocritical when it comes to me?"

He's dissatisfied, resentful, and feels discriminated against, right?
“We’re not like you… Never mind, why bother telling you all this?” Longma shook his big head, looking at Chu Feng again and again. “However, although this path seems a bit strange, it might just have some kind of stimulating effect…”

Longma's gaze was deep.

Of course, it's hard to say who will experience this stimulating effect.

The Bitter Leaf Sect and Ye Qingxian are family. Ye Tiandi wouldn't care too much about talk of turning someone against them; he would just laugh it off.

but……

If a blond-haired outsider were to try and seduce his favorite descendant... even the Heavenly Emperor, who has transcended the world and has an indifferent mindset, would probably have a burning evil fire in his heart.

Hmm, if you add another line like, "Grandpa, you don't understand him. He's different from other blondies"... the effect would be explosive!
Such stimulation would probably make even the Heavenly Emperor, who is dead or weary of life, rise up and open his eyes to take a look.

Like the owner of the bronze coffin that spanned three generations.

It was once eternally silent, having abandoned the entire world.

He would not care if the world was subjected to brutal blood sacrifices; the deaths of heroes and outstanding figures would not move him.

But... what if one day, the Pollen Emperor turns into a ghost, and starts flirting with young men and pretty boys, and uses the urn containing the ashes of the three-life bronze coffin's owner to protect the blond-haired kid—essentially using his life savings to sponsor and support him...

Who knows, the altar that has always displayed "The number you dialed is temporarily unavailable" might suddenly reveal a blurry figure, letting out a faint, almost inaudible sigh to prove its existence!

Ryoma's eyes darted around, and then suddenly lit up as he imagined a scene.

"I feel... you're thinking about something terrible?" Chu Feng squinted.

"Ahem! That's not true!" Ryoma coughed lightly, changing the subject, "Young man, you have ambition, go for it! I'll support you in spirit!"

"Hmm? There's a trap?" Chu Feng frowned. "Then I'll pass for now..."

"Hmm, my current strength is not stable either, it's still too low... It's not too late to consider it after I become an Immortal Emperor."

He put the topic aside and turned his attention to the "perfect world." "That empress used pollen as a sacrifice to the Dao... No wonder I was able to touch the prototype of that perfect world when I used the pollen magic."

"Perhaps I should hand it over to that empress..."

"However, as you said, she is detached and indifferent. Even if we acquire her, she will likely remain unmoved..."

"Hmm, in the original situation, even if she did nothing, there were other sacrificial beings assisting her?"

"She just needs to be listed as a co-author? To create an impressive resume?"

"Success doesn't have to be mine, but I'll definitely be a part of it?" "Tsk, is this the wicked way of human relationships?"

Chu Feng muttered to himself, "Why do I feel like this is the original plan?"

"That empress doesn't need to make a huge sacrifice to uphold the Dao; instead, she can remain at the level of an Immortal Emperor and then join a project called 'Perfect World'..."

"The descendants of the Heavenly Emperor brought their own funding to the group, and even had the Heavenly Emperor's endorsement... The other powerful figures in the sacrificial path reached a consensus, secretly exchanged benefits, and then arranged for a group of Immortal Emperors to work themselves to the bone..."

"Once the project is successful, we'll package this empress into a dazzling, radiant figure, using her resume to transform and elevate her..."

"god?"

"Not only can one achieve enlightenment through the purest, most untainted faith, but one can also... create a god!"

"It's full of exchanges of interests and social niceties... Anyway, with the Heavenly Emperor and several high priests endorsing it, even if someone knows the inside story, who would dare to talk about it? Would they be crazy?"

"Those in the circle shut up, those outside are ignorant, they devoutly believe, and a god is created; in the end, there is no difference..."

"However, the situation is different now. One after another, the sacrifices have died violently, but this has forced out a pure god..."

Chu Feng pondered.

Ryoma's eyes widened in shock and astonishment. He seemed to have a thousand words to say, but they got stuck in his throat. Finally, he managed to choke out, "You... how could you be so wicked!"

"Bad? That's basic stuff, stay calm! Stay calm!" Chu Feng said calmly, completely unperturbed.

"You... I feel that you have the potential to become a Daoist, a naturally born 'Creative Sacred Body'!" Longma rarely flattered him. "Perhaps you don't need to fight to the death like other cultivators, trying to break through in desperate situations. You can create extraordinary feats on your own, even if you just stay behind closed doors and work hard to advance to the Daoist realm, and you can go very far in this realm..."

In a daze, it seemed to see a glimpse of the young man's future, the most abstract of all.

"You flatter me!" Chu Feng smiled, then sighed, "Pure gods no longer need a perfect world... and their plans have led to a massive collapse..."

"Hmm, you were forced to make adjustments... You selected those Immortal Emperors who achieved enlightenment in this era, guiding and bewitching them?"

"Wait... something seems off?"

Chu Feng frowned and sorted out the cause and effect sequence, "I obtained this Time Furnace when I was a child, which, if I calculate the time, was long before the recent changes I encountered."

"It chose me... Is there a rift between you?"

He looked at Longma.

"This furnace is not under our control... otherwise, how could you use it to intimidate me?"

Longma looked at Chu Feng with a bitter expression. "Young man, you don't need to stare at me so intently... Perhaps the covetousness you face comes not only from us."

"Another, unparalleled dark hand has shrouded you in shadow..."

"All of this is inseparable from the Pollen Road... Although this road is not strong in terms of combat power, it is actually very complex!"

"You should know that those who stepped from prehistoric times into the present world are not just us. There are also those ancestors, overlords, heavenly emperors, and Dao lords, as well as... three thousand immortal emperors!"

"In fact, three thousand is just a figure of speech; the real number is much greater... They are all entangled with the pollen road in karma!"

"Young man, think about it carefully... Is your path to becoming a pollen-stricken person a natural progression, or... is it destiny?"

"Could you be connected to those Celestial Emperors? Otherwise, how did you obtain this furnace?"

"Let me tell you, only ordinary people believe in luck and coincidence... but at the highest level, there is only cause and effect, only inevitability!"

Upon hearing this, Chu Feng fell silent.

Ryoma's words touched on his most sensitive spot.

Along the way, how did he come to possess such a treasure and know such profound secrets? Was it really an accident, a coincidence?
If it wasn't an accident, then who would have delivered this time furnace to him? Who chose him?

Perhaps there is a door called "The Truman Show," which depicts the world of Chu culture.

"Fellow Daoist, you are disturbing my Dao heart."

Chu Feng let out a long breath, "However, it doesn't matter. I will keep going until I reach the summit and find out the truth."

"I think everything will come to light then."

"Whoever plots against me, whoever harbors malice, will be held accountable!"

"I'm afraid you won't reach the peak, and you'll be schemed against and perish halfway!" Longma sighed. "I've seen too many examples. Among the prey chosen by the hunter, only a few can turn the tables!"

"Is that so? But I think I'm different." Chu Feng smiled. "Besides, with such a supreme treasure in my possession, surely I can't even reach the level of an Immortal Emperor?"

"If I attain the Dao of Immortal Emperor... the prehistoric Immortal Emperor, the three thousand Immortal Emperors... what do I have to fear?"

"If they dare to invade, we will make sure they suffer a crushing defeat!"

A hint of confidence flashed across his face.

Longma immediately understood that this was the kind of spirit one could only develop by lacking the harsh realities of life. He had never experienced the despair of having nowhere to turn or nowhere to hide, and he was completely powerless when someone suppressed him by several major realms of power.

“I hope so…” Longma pursed his lips, “I hope that when you face a group of Immortal Emperors, you can still laugh.”

"The more I think about it, the more I realize how dangerous it is around you... who knows how many people have left their mark on you."

"From now on, I'll have to stay away from you... By the way, I've told you everything I can now, can you let me off the hook?"

Seriously, let it go!
"I'm afraid that won't work." Chu Feng smiled brightly. "Fellow Daoist Longma knows too much. I'm very reluctant to see you leave!"

"For the next period of time, I would appreciate it if you would stay by my side and accompany me for a while."

"Aren't you afraid I'll discover more about you?" Longma asked suspiciously.

Then, it seemed to realize something, and its expression changed drastically.

"Young man, do you want to drag me down with you?"

It lost its composure. "You want to investigate the cause and effect of your own actions, trace the source, and find traces of the mastermind behind it all?"

"So you were afraid something might go wrong, so you used me as a shield?!"

"If the Time Furnace was given to you by someone else, and it gets interfered with at a crucial moment, you'll be useless... In that case, can you still use me to attract the Empress's intervention?"

"No!"

"Be a human being!"

Longma roared.