Perfect World: I Am Eternal

Chapter 666 Vigorous
Lin Fan entered the underground world, where there were two Burial Kings, one of whom was injured and was the one he had helped before.

"Many thanks to the King of Burial for his help in protecting the millions of lives at the Imperial Pass."

"It's nothing to mention. Compared to your slaying of Qu Chong, my matter is nothing," Huo Heng said, burying the king.

His Taoist practice was located near a remote border region. On the day the golden gourd descended, it smashed into pieces, and he himself almost perished.

If Lin Fan hadn't intervened and killed Qu Chong, this realm would have had to pay an enormous price to repel the enemy.

Therefore, by protecting the living beings of the Emperor's Pass, the King of Burial could be considered as repaying a karmic debt.

"I have a favor to ask of you, fellow Daoist: please bury the two mutilated bodies in the burial ground, hoping that they may be able to recover in the future."

Lin Fan revealed his purpose, and with a flick of his sleeve, the remains of a man and a dog appeared, both with fatal wounds on their heads, and their primordial spirits almost completely gone.

“This is easy!” Huo Heng, the Burial King, immediately summoned his men and used a secret method unique to the burial area to bury the man and the dog in the soil.

However, he couldn't guarantee whether the man and the dog could become Burial Warriors, how long it would take, or which era they would awaken in.

There was nothing that could be done; the primordial spirits in the two corpses had been completely annihilated. Even when the Immortal King used his great magic, he could only gather a portion of their imprints.

"It's alright, as long as there's hope." Lin Fan wasn't in a hurry. Burying them in the ground might still be an opportunity for Cao Yusheng and the big black dog.

These two scoundrels are special; they are born to walk the path of a burial priest, needing to bury themselves life after life in order to transform into immortals.

"Fellow Daoist is truly powerful. You killed Qu Chong, defeated Kun Di, and even felled the World Tree of another realm. This is unprecedented in history."

Another burial king, Han Zhuo, who is also the lord of this place, has been very moved by Lin Fan's achievements in recent days.

A young man who has cultivated for less than 500,000 years has such strength, which is truly ashamed of all the seniors.

"The times forced us to do this. If there were a comfortable environment, who would be willing to walk the line between life and death to break through?"

Lin Fan remained calm.

"call out!"

Just as the group was talking, a streak of light flashed by, exuding an aura of immortality, accompanied by the fragrance of an elixir of immortality.

“This herb…” Lin Fan frowned, staring at a small tree not far away. It was too miraculous and unlike anything else.

It was only a foot tall, shrouded in white mist, hazy and indistinct, with its branches twinkling like stars.

The most amazing thing is that there are three flowers on the sapling, and they are constantly changing.

The first flower on the left transformed into a rain of light, left the tree, and eventually became a tiny person, about the size of a fist, who was meditating under the tree.

Secondly, the middle one, with a clang, sounded like a bell or tripod, and then it too turned into a shower of light and left the tree.

As you can see, this flower sometimes resembles a bell, sometimes a tower, and sometimes a tripod... it changes in countless ways.

In the end, the weapons formed from the flowers, enveloped in the glow of the sunset, floated above the little man's head, which was quite extraordinary.

The third flower, though not much different, flows with essence like a torrent, falling on the villains and weapons, refining them.

This is amazing!
Lin Fan was moved and whispered, "Could it be that herb..."

"That's right. In your realm, it can be called the first spiritual root, but in the heavens, it can be called the second spiritual root. It's a pity that it was divided into six by someone."

Han Zhuo, as the King of Burial, also showed a bitter smile at this moment, somewhat helpless, saying that he had been tricked.

"Are you worried about that person who sells fake medicine, fellow Daoist?" Lin Fan asked.

"You know that too?" Han Zhuo asked.

Lin Fan nodded. Legend has it that there was once an unparalleled expert in the world who was divided into six parts and sealed in six immortal herbs.

This man sells fake medicine. He is incredibly powerful among the Celestial Kings, with few rivals, ranking alongside butchers and chicken farmers. "Alas, those who don't understand this herb fight tooth and nail for it, but any living being that knows it will avoid it, fearing the grave consequences it might bring."

Han Zhuo sighed softly, feeling somewhat helpless. He wanted to send away this immortal herb, but out of caution, he couldn't forcibly drive it away.

Lin Fan stared at the little figure under the tree, and understood somewhat.

It was originally a celestial medicine from the Supreme Palace, but it was lost in the desolate region, later came to the Upper Realm, and now it has somehow entered the Burial Ground.

In fact, this herb is conscious; no one can hold onto it. When it wants to leave, it disappears.

To be precise, the people hidden within are cultivating themselves, inscribing the great principles of heaven and earth, and will not always remain in one place.

The most terrifying thing is that this creature is too strong. It cannot be killed. If one of its six parts remains, it can recreate its true form.

In Lin Fan's view, this was like an upgrade technique of the primary and secondary body techniques of the immortal beings of the past. If one's body is immortal, one can live forever.

When they finally merge, their true forms will return to their original positions, and their power will be even greater.

"The man who sells fake medicine has lofty ambitions. He has six parts of his body, all so that one day he can defy the heavens and return to power, breaking through the king and becoming an emperor!" Huo Heng exclaimed in admiration.

But for another prince, Han Zhuo, this was a hot potato, a curse rather than a blessing, and a real headache.

Because there are past examples of this: when the real person selling fake medicine returns, it causes a huge commotion and may even destroy the burial site.

As the three were talking, the sapling swayed, flew to this spot and stopped, the strange phenomenon of the little people disappeared, and they transformed back into three flowers.

Furthermore, it came to Lin Fan's side, as if it wanted to cling to him and follow him.

"I'm sorry to have troubled you, fellow Daoist," Han Zhuo said, feeling apologetic towards Lin Fan, but also relieved.

Because, compared to the secrets of the burial site, it set its sights on Lin Fan, feeling that Lin Fan's path was extraordinary and more worthy of being engraved and comprehended.

Upon hearing this, Lin Fan sneered and said, "Ridiculous! You dare to plot against me? Even if you come in your true form, we'll still have to fight!"

"Fellow Daoist, calm down. This herb is only one-sixth complete. If it cannot be completely destroyed, the consequences will be endless."

Huo Heng tried to dissuade him, pointing out that someone had done the same thing before, which resulted in the true nature of the medicine being revealed, leaving the perpetrator in serious trouble.

"The world is balanced. If you want to gain something, you have to give something in return. There's no such thing as getting something for nothing."

Lin Fan's eyes shone brightly; he was quite interested and was also examining the herb from the opposite direction, wanting to study the laws and principles of the beings within it.

For many eons, this being has traveled through the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, the Immortal Realm, the Boundary Sea, and other places, inscribing various Dao fruits in the world.

His aim was to fuse the myriad principles of heaven and earth, and gather all the laws of the universe. When he succeeded, that would be the time for him to attempt to break through to the King Realm.

"Interesting, but defeating Emperor Wang Cheng won't be that easy!"

Lin Fan grabbed the medicine in his hand, intending to take it back for careful study. If it proved unusable, he would simply throw it into the alien realm and give them a headache.

The two funeral kings changed color, and couldn't help but sigh, this young man is really incredibly fierce and reckless.

However, they were still worried that if the two powerful figures were to clash here, it would be earth-shattering and would break through the burial ground.

"To be honest, if I had encountered this herb earlier, I would have forced it to show itself in this foreign land."

Lin Fan sneered. To this day, he has an invincible belief: even if the butcher or the chicken farmer comes, he will fight without fear!
In the end, he stored the herb in a spatial artifact, took it away from the burial site, and prepared to conduct further research.

He found this herb very interesting; its three flowers symbolized the creation of countless things, demonstrating its boundless potential and making it worthy of study.

For a moment, the two funeral kings were speechless, watching the departing figures, and then both breathed a sigh of relief.

(End of this chapter)