Gou in the world of comprehension

Chapter 1546 Who cares if he's an evil cultivator?

After chatting briefly with Chen Qingxuan and the others, Su Fan set off with them to the nearby "Lingxiao Immortal City".

This city is adjacent to the Lingxiao Immortal Sect, which is a subordinate sect of the Yunxiao Immortal Palace.

Because the sect was located in a remote and secluded area, Chen Qingxuan settled Su Fan in a luxurious cave dwelling on the outskirts of the Immortal City.

This cave dwelling is hidden in a valley, which should have been a place of beautiful scenery and rich spiritual energy.

But as soon as Su Fan stepped into this area, the evil aura emanating from his body subtly shrouded the surrounding vegetation in a faint gray hue.

Chen Qingxuan specifically instructed the higher-ups of the Lingxiao Immortal Sect to take good care of Su Fan, but he never mentioned his identity.

After settling in, Chen Qingxuan left with his entourage, giving them repeated instructions before departing.

"Fellow Daoist Su Fan, please rest assured and heal your injuries here. I have already given instructions that no one will dare to disturb you."

Watching the departing figures of the group, a dark mist flashed across Su Fan's eyes as he turned and walked towards the cave deep in the valley.

Outside the valley, several high-ranking members of the Lingxiao Immortal Sect were already waiting. Upon seeing Su Fan arrive, they quickly bowed to greet him.

This was a person personally escorted by the sect leader of the upper sect, and they dared not neglect him in the slightest.

Su Fan bowed slightly to the group and was about to step into the valley when his divine sense, like an invisible net, instantly enveloped the entire valley.

The next moment, he suddenly stopped, his eyes darkened, and he turned to look at the purple-robed cultivator beside him.

"Fellow Daoist Xiaowen, why are there over a hundred low-level cultivators inside this cave..."

Xiaowen, the deity, was taken aback at first, then put on a smile and cupped his hands.

"Since you will be residing here permanently, you will need servants to attend to your needs. These are all clever disciples selected by the sect, and they would never dare to offend you..."

Upon hearing this, Su Fan let out a low, mocking laugh, a laugh tinged with a chilling, malevolent aura that sent a shiver down the spines of Xiaowen Divine Venerable and the others.

"Fellow Daoist Qingxuan didn't tell you that I am an evil cultivator..."

Upon hearing the words "evil cultivator," it was like a thunderclap in the ears of Xiaowen Shenzun and the others. They froze on the spot, their faces filled with disbelief and astonishment.

To their utter surprise, this person was so frank, openly admitting his identity as a heretical cultivator, speaking in a tone as if he were talking about something trivial.

Su Fan was too lazy to explain, and simply slightly restrained his divine sense that was suppressing the evil spirit energy.

In an instant, an extremely bizarre scene unfolded.

The wild grass underfoot grew wildly upwards, reaching above knees in the blink of an eye. The edges of the grass blades were eerily gray-black, and dark purple light flowed between the veins.

The pebbles and gravel on the ground rustled and slowly twisted and deformed, turning into palm-sized evil monsters and strange creatures.

Some had countless compound eyes, some dragged sticky tentacles, and emitted a faint hissing sound like a mosquito buzzing; their appearance was ferocious and terrifying.

In the blink of an eye, the area within several miles centered on Su Fan was completely tainted by the evil spirit energy, transforming into a gloomy and eerie purgatory.

Tree branches twisted wildly, sprouting fang-like protrusions; rocks cracked, gushing out a dark green, viscous liquid.

A thin, grayish-black mist rose into the air, from which faint, mournful wails could be heard.

The mutated plants and strange creatures all twisted and writhed wildly, as if trying to drag everything around them into darkness.

Upon seeing the scene before them, which resembled the arrival of hell, the expressions of Xiaowen God and the others changed drastically. They instantly felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy and subconsciously activated their protective magic.

A series of dazzling spiritual energy shields suddenly lit up, enveloping the group. The spiritual energy collided with the gray-black mist, producing a sizzling sound.

Even though the spiritual energy shield blocked the invasion of the low-level strange creatures, a sinister and eerie aura, like an all-pervasive vine, easily penetrated the shield and rolled into their sea of ​​consciousness.

The gods, including Xiaowen, were startled and immediately focused their minds to guard their sea of ​​consciousness, using their divine soul techniques to resist.

That sinister aura was extremely corrosive; the moment it touched the soul, it made one feel a bone-chilling cold, as if countless tiny evil spirits were gnawing at the soul.

"Snapped……"

A crisp snap of fingers suddenly rang out, breaking the eerie silence of the valley.

As the sound subsided, the countless evil spirits and monsters within a radius of several miles instantly shattered like bubbles, turning into gray-black ashes scattered on the ground.

A gentle breeze swept by, and the flying ash swirled and danced in the air, turning the once beautiful mountains and forests into a sinister and eerie place.

The vegetation was withered, the rocks were covered in dust, and a lingering, eerie stench hung in the air.

Since leaving the previous cave, Su Fan has been focusing his divine sense to suppress the restless evil spirit energy within his body.

Just now, he had only slightly restrained his divine sense, and the overflowing evil spirit energy had already completely polluted and eroded the surrounding area for several miles.

It was only thanks to the fact that Venerable Xiaowen and the others were all cultivators at the Integration Realm that they were able to barely withstand the attack.

If Sister Zhen, Li Chongxiu, and others were here, given their cultivation levels, they would not be able to withstand the erosion of the evil spirit's energy.

Therefore, Su Fan now dares not easily step into even his own personal secret realm.

As for the lower-level cultivators inside the cave, it was impossible for him to use his divine sense to suppress the evil spirits and protect them at all times.

Only when Su Fan once again focused his divine sense and forcibly suppressed the restless evil spirit energy within his body did Xiaowen God Venerable and the others feel as if they had been granted a pardon, and they all breathed a sigh of relief, with fine beads of cold sweat seeping from their foreheads.

Xiaowen God immediately bowed again, his tone carrying a barely perceptible hint of reverence.

"Rest assured, fellow Daoist, I will immediately remove all these disciples and will not disturb your cultivation any further..."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the Divine Lord Xiaowen hastily ordered his subordinates to take away all the disciples inside the cave.

Moreover, the Lingxiao Immortal Sect urgently set up several ninth-order arrays around the valley, designating the surrounding area within a hundred miles as a forbidden zone, strictly prohibiting any sect disciples from approaching.

They were terrified of angering this wicked old demon of unknown identity and overwhelming evil power.

Su Fan was completely unconcerned about the actions of the Lingxiao Immortal Sect. He had already made himself clear, and with the knowledge of Xiaowen Divine Venerable and others, they naturally understood the implications.

He turned and walked into the empty valley. At this time, the great formation had not yet been fully activated, and the valley still retained a bit of its original tranquility.

The trees are lush and verdant, and exotic flowers and plants can be seen everywhere. Mountain springs and waterfalls cascade down from the top of the cliff, forming a clear pool of water, with clear streams winding around it.

The mountains on both sides are shrouded in mist all year round, and countless caves and springs are scattered in the valleys and valleys, all interconnected and unfathomably deep.

The spiritual energy here is extremely rich, in no way inferior to the heartland of ordinary major sects.

Su Fan scanned the valley with his divine sense and immediately sensed a spirit-gathering array that was continuously absorbing the scattered spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

What concerned him even more was that the rich spiritual energy contained pure vitality and life force.

Clearly, a high-level spiritual vein must be hidden beneath this mountain forest.

Su Fan didn't even glance at the palace complex deep in the valley, which resembled pavilions and towers.

He walked straight to the bottom of the cliff at the end of the valley and looked up at the waterfall rushing down from the top of the cliff.

The waterfall plunges into the pool below, splashing up tiny droplets of water. The pool is crystal clear, and several fish swim around in it, seemingly suspended in the air.

Sunlight penetrates the layers of water in the pool, casting shimmering halos on the bottom and making the pebbles on the bottom clearly visible.

Not far from the waterfall, there stands a simple thatched pavilion, which is empty except for an old futon on the ground.

Su Fan looked around, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes. This place, nestled against a cliff and overlooking a pool, was a secluded and spiritually rich spot—the perfect place for healing.

He raised his hand and flipped it, taking out dozens of pitch-black array flags from his storage ring. With a light flick of his wrist, the array flags, like streaks of black shadow, precisely inserted themselves into key nodes at the end of the valley.

In a short while, a ninth-order isolation array was set up, and a faint black array light slowly lit up, completely enveloping the waterfall and the thatched pavilion.

Although this ninth-order grand formation wasn't top-tier in power, it was still enough to barely conceal the evil spiritual energy emanating from his body and prevent it from spreading outwards.

After doing all this, Su Fan stepped into the thatched pavilion and sat cross-legged on the futon.

Only after he was seated did he slowly close his eyes, completely withdraw his consciousness, and release the suppression of the evil spirit energy within his body.

In the blink of an eye, the environment around the thatched pavilion underwent a dramatic transformation.

A dark green mold spot first appeared on the ground next to the futon, and the mold spread rapidly as if it were alive.

The dense mold spots intertwined and tangled, outlining grotesque human faces on the ground. Their features were twisted, and their grinning mouths revealed gleaming white fangs, exuding a sinister and eerie smile.

The mold continued to spread, and the wooden pillars of the thatched pavilion were soon covered with large patches of mold.

Fine cracks appeared on the surface of the wooden pillars, exuding an aura of decay and misfortune. Climbing up the wooden pillars, one could quickly envelop the entire thatched pavilion.

The dry grass on the roof of the pavilion moved without wind, rising eerily like a woman's disheveled long hair, the edges of the grass blades gleaming with a sinister gray-black aura, swaying gently in the air.

The flowers, grasses and trees around the pavilion also began to grow wildly, their branches twisted like ghost claws, and their petals and leaves lost their bright colors, turning into an eerie dark purple.

In particular, a spiritual herb beside the thatched pavilion grew to several feet tall in the blink of an eye, with a huge red flower blooming at its top.

The flower head swayed continuously, bending slowly downwards, and a crack suddenly appeared in the center of the petals.

A single, bloodshot eye emerged from the pavilion, staring intently at Su Fan within, radiating a light of savagery and greed.

This mutated, bizarre, and malevolent herb is filled with a chilling sense of contradiction.

It retains some traces of the spirit herb's form, yet it has been tainted by evil spirits, making it incredibly malevolent.

A violent and ferocious aura emanated from the area, carrying a thick layer of malice that made one want to vomit.

Countless dark roots sprouted from the ground outside the thatched pavilion.

Like countless venomous snakes baring their fangs and claws, they twisted and coiled in the air, their tips gleaming with a deadly black venom, as if they were about to pounce and devour someone at any moment.

The once crystal-clear pool of water has now completely deteriorated.

The pool water had become murky and covered with grayish-black foam, and several fish had long since transformed into grotesque and ferocious creatures.

They are covered in dark black scales, have sharp fangs in their mouths, and move through the water carrying a thick, grayish-black aura.

Like evil ghosts lurking underwater, they occasionally crash against the pool walls, making dull thuds.

In the short time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the area within a mile of the ninth-order isolation array was completely filled with an impenetrable gray-black mist.

Within the mist, menacing green vines twisted and stretched out from time to time, their surfaces covered with sharp thorns and dripping with dark green venom.

Even more terrifying faces floated in the mist, their features twisted and deformed, struggling and writhing wildly, their gaping maws emitting silent, mournful roars, as if enduring endless pain.

Su Fan slowly opened his eyes, surveying this evil and bizarre space, a helpless, bitter smile curling at the corner of his lips.

This dim, gray-black space was not man-made, but rather an evil spirit domain that was automatically generated by the evil spirit energy overflowing from his body.

Within this small area, with just a thought, countless twisted vines, like ferocious giant pythons, would emerge from the sky, the ground, and all directions, devouring all living beings.

Su Fan slowly raised his hand, a faint wisp of gray-black evil energy swirling around his fingertips, then gently lowered it and shook his head.

Let it be. Before he leaves, let these mutated monsters grow freely.

After all, their existence in this form is entirely due to the evil spirit energy within him.

Now he is a complete heretical old devil, and his mentality is completely different from before.

Thinking of this, Su Fan took a deep breath, and the evil spirit energy in the air surged into his lungs, which made his mind even clearer.

In any case, he must resolve the hidden danger of this evil spirit energy within his body as quickly as possible.

In his current state, he has nowhere to go.

At the very least, you need to be able to meet people with confidence in a normal state.

At this moment, Chen Qingxuan and the others had returned to the Cloud Palace.

Inside the main hall of the sect affairs, dozens of top figures from various sects of Shenhua Heaven sat cross-legged in the hall, their auras deep and composed.

As soon as they sat down, someone couldn't help but speak, their tone carrying a lingering sense of gravity.

"Senior Brother Qingxuan, I have a feeling that kid is an evil cultivator. When I was with him just now, the faint evil aura emanating from him made me quite uncomfortable..."

Before he could finish speaking, another person chimed in, "Of course! This kid is definitely an evil cultivator. I just used all my spiritual power to barely resist the evil aura emanating from him. That aura was chilling and extremely corrosive..."

"Who cares if he's a heretic or not..."

At that moment, a rough voice rang out, breaking the solemn atmosphere in the hall.

"Even if he is an evil old demon, he is still the benefactor who saved Shenhua Tian from dire straits. If it weren't for him, we would probably have become food for the avatars of the great demons of the upper realm by now."

“That’s exactly right… I don’t mean to look down on him at all. This kid is now the pillar of our Shenhua Heaven! With him around, Shenhua Heaven can remain as solid as a rock…”

Listening to the discussions among the people in the hall, Chen Qingxuan sat upright in the main seat and gave a bitter smile to himself.

The mighty Shenhua Heaven is, at least, considered a mid-to-high-level plane within the entire Qianlun Realm.

Who could have imagined that we would now have to rely on a heretical cultivator for protection?

However, Chen Qingxuan knew in his heart that Su Fan was probably in an extremely dangerous situation at the moment.

Presumably, in order to deal with those several avatars of powerful demons from the upper realm, he severely overdrawn his own essence and forcibly increased his strength.

This left behind such aftereffects, causing the evil spirit energy in the body to leak out uncontrollably.

Regardless, it was this kid who turned the tide and managed to save Shenhua Heaven.

These days, who the hell cares if he's a heretic or not?

It wasn't just Chen Qingxuan; at this moment, most cultivators in the entire Shenhua Heaven shared the same thought.

The Qianlun Realm war zone is currently embroiled in a fierce and bloody battle with the demon race. The battle is at a stalemate, with countless casualties.

With a prodigy like Su Fan in charge, Shenhua Heaven will be invincible in this chaotic world.

Therefore, at this moment, the bigwigs of the major sects in Shenhua Heaven already regarded Su Fan as a treasure, wishing they could worship him properly and would never dare to be negligent in the slightest.

At this moment, a disciple of the Cloud Palace rushed in from outside the main hall.

He approached Chen Qingxuan and whispered, "Reporting to the Sect Master, hundreds of senior disciples from various sects in the Qianlun Realm have arrived at the sect..."

(End of this chapter)