A person in the heavens, starting with a Chaos Emperor Dao Fruit

Ye Fan wanted to curse loudly; this bastard was a complete scoundrel.

He immediately retorted, "Tu Fei, you bandit, don't talk nonsense."

"Fairy Yao Xi, I have long admired you, and have never harbored any disrespectful thoughts towards you. In my heart, you are like a white moonlight, the most sacred being in the world."

He's really fair-skinned, he promises.

The Holy Maiden of Yaoguang wanted to scrape Ye Fan to pieces, but she still smiled and said, "I can't accept your admiration."

As he spoke, he became ruthless. Damn it, it's all the bra's fault.

……

After escaping the pursuit of the Holy Maiden of Yao Guang, Ye Fan arrived at a village.

Early in the morning, Ye Fan, fully armed, quietly headed towards Zishan before Zhang Wuye noticed.

Before leaving, Ye Fan repeatedly warned Er Lengzi and the other man that they must not reveal his whereabouts to Master Zhang.

These two brothers, who were good at everything except for their lack of common sense, nodded repeatedly in agreement, patting their chests and guaranteeing that they would never reveal Ye Fan's whereabouts.

Only then did Ye Fan leave with peace of mind.

He learned of the existence of the Origin Book from Zhang Wuye in the village.

It is said that if you learn the Source Book, you can have as much source as you want.

This greatly tempted Ye Fan, otherwise, given the consumption of Origin by his Ancient Sacred Body, it would be a bottomless pit.

He must obtain the Source Book in order for his cultivation to advance rapidly.

So he decided to go to Purple Mountain to find the Source Book.

"Old Master Zhang is just too old. He's heard too many ghost and spirit tales, and he's become a bit mystical."

While in the village, Master Zhang kept emphasizing to Ye Fan that there were extremely strange and malevolent things in the Purple Mountain.

Since ancient times, there has been no way out once you enter; no matter what, you must never set foot in this Purple Mountain, not even once.

However, Ye Fan would never believe such things.

"As a staunch materialist, I was taught by Uncle Yun from a young age that there is no such thing as evil or ominous, only people behind the scenes causing trouble."

Ye Fan scoffed at this, but before heading to Purple Mountain, he still took Zhang Wuye's stone robe and put it on.

According to Master Zhang, this stone garment has the power to ward off evil spirits.

Sure enough, as soon as he put it on, Ye Fan immediately felt inexplicably more comfortable.

However, a single stone garment was not enough to reassure Ye Fan, so he went to the surrounding villages to purchase large quantities of amulets such as garlic and glutinous rice.

He even carved more than a dozen crosses out of stone and hung them on his body. At the same time, he took out the Bodhi seed that he suspected Buddha used to attain enlightenment and held it in his palm.

Instantly, an unparalleled sense of security enveloped Ye Fan.

"We should combine Chinese and Western medicine to treat diseases, and we should also combine Chinese and Western medicine to ward off evil spirits, drawing on the strengths of all schools of thought."

Ye Fan was very satisfied with his gear: "It's all for safety, not to be ashamed of."

"This kid..." Yunhua and the emperors in the Void God Realm were speechless as they watched this kid claim to be a materialist who was not afraid of ghosts and gods, while at the same time putting all sorts of useful and useless things on himself.

"Great Emperor, who exactly does this Holy Body cub resemble? My Holy Body lineage is known for its unwavering resolve and courage. Could it be that someone nurtured it from a young age, shaping it into its own kind? You agree, Heavenly Emperor." The Great Accomplished Holy Body ignored the rampant growth of red hair on its body and continued to slander the Heavenly Emperor with a torrent of words, causing Wu Shi, who was standing to the side, to move away from it, fearing that his Holy Body bloodline would also be infected by the red hair.

“He is a Holy Body infant, so naturally he follows the Holy Body lineage.” Yunhua firmly denied that he was the successor she had cultivated.

Following the route that Master Zhang had once revealed to him, Ye Fan arrived at the underground dragon vein.

Looking at the dark, bottomless cave entrance, which resembled a gaping maw ready to devour anyone, he couldn't help but take a few deep breaths.

"I'm a materialist, and with all these protective charms on me, what demons or monsters could possibly get close to me?" Ye Fan encouraged himself, took a few deep breaths, closed his eyes, and jumped down.

Chapter 323 I Am the Heavenly Emperor

Before long, strange shouts and screams came from the underground dragon vein.

"Hey, there's a ghost here!"

"How come there are so many skeletons, all turned to ashes? Could they all have been killed by evil spirits?"

"Damn, what are those vampire bats? And... what is that? A zombie?!"

"I'm warning you, don't come any closer, Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon..."

Hearing Ye Fan's exaggerated cries from within the underground dragon vein, Yun Hua's speechless expression deepened.

The things in this underground dragon vein are nothing more than minor disturbances, just some filthy underground energy mixed with the divine energy of this Purple Mountain, which evolved into some evil creatures.

Their combat power is low, they are not worth mentioning, and they have little intelligence. With Ye Fan's current strength, these things pose no threat to him at all.

Ye Fan casually grabbed a clove of garlic from his chest and chewed it in a fit of rage, feeling quite indignant.

What happened to the promise of garlic warding off evil? What happened to the promise of the cross protecting against evil?

The strange creatures in this underground dragon vein, upon seeing me, all bared their fangs and claws and pounced on me.

Ye Fan even felt that the group of strange creatures were not afraid of the garlic on his body, but rather overjoyed.

They were practically shouting, "Not only did they come to us to be eaten, but they also brought their own seasoning!"

As he ventured deeper into the land, he encountered countless bizarre sights that sent chills down his spine. He even met the legendary patriarch of the Yuan Tian Master lineage.

It has red fur all over its body!

However, the latter was already caught in a strange situation, and only flashed by without making a move against Ye Fan.

Despite possessing the Myriad Things Mother Qi Cauldron and the strange fire he had collected from the Fire Domain, Ye Fan was still quite disheveled along the way. Fortunately, he was at least unharmed.

"What is this? Handwriting?"

He saw that on the stone walls on both sides, there suddenly appeared a series of very different characters. Some were flamboyant and elegant, some were sharp and powerful, and some were round and restrained. They were obviously not written by the same person.

"Louis Koo... Master Zhang Jiayuan... God King Jiang Taixu..."

Ye Fan looked at each one, and realized that everyone who had carved their name on the stone wall was no ordinary person. However, when his gaze swept over the last line of writing...

He froze, his pupils shrinking to their limit.

"I am the Heavenly Emperor, and my duty is to suppress the world..."

In Ye Fan's mind, an image appeared: a figure with his hands behind his back, gazing up at the night sky, speaking those words in a calm tone.

He was all too familiar with that phrase and that handwriting. So familiar, in fact, that he couldn't be more familiar with it than before.

Isn't this one of Uncle Yun's handwriting and classic quotes?

Ye Fan's eyes widened suddenly, as if struck by lightning, and he couldn't come to his senses for a long time.

He had never taken those words seriously before, even though they seemed to possess a strange, almost demonic power.

But he just assumed that Uncle Yun had plagiarized it from somewhere and that it had become his catchphrase.

But now, on the other side of the starry sky, on the distant Eastern Wilderness, he saw this sentence again. He was a little bewildered.

I carefully examined the inscription on the stone wall to make sure I wasn't mistaken or hallucinating.

He gently touched it with his finger, feeling the traces of the thirteen characters, before he was convinced that it was real.

But... this is just too absurd!

Ye Fan found it hard to believe that a phrase his Uncle Yun often repeated would appear on this stone wall.

Could it be that the pretentious jerk came to this world before? Otherwise, it's hard to explain.

But how vast a distance would it take to cross from Earth to the Big Dipper constellation in the desolate universe?

Even cultivators in the Sendai Secret Realm would find it difficult to do!

His ability to come into this world was entirely due to the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin.

If the Kowloon Coffin had ever descended upon Earth in the past, it would have absolutely attracted global attention and could not have been concealed at all.

But Ye Fan had never heard of the story of the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin before.

Unless, the last time the Nine Dragons Coffin descended upon Earth was hundreds or thousands of years ago, it may have been lost to history.

Staring at the handwriting, Ye Fan remained silent for a long time. Could it be that Uncle Yun really wasn't a show-off?

Is what he said true? What about the "bloody storm" that once swept the ancient human path, and the so-called invincible chaotic body?

On an ancient star, something killed a being with a powerful, overpowered body.

Ye Fan was stunned, recalling how Uncle Yun used to sit in the rocking chair and tell him bedtime stories when he was a child.

The results were all about him, how he killed so-and-so with one punch, and how he kicked so-and-so to death with one kick.

Rangcai is just a child, and he's suffering terribly. What I want to hear is a bedtime story, not a bedtime accident.

Is it appropriate for you to tell such a bloody story to a four or five-year-old child?

It would cleave things in two at the drop of a hat, tearing off an arm, leaving it a bloody mess...

What left Ye Fan speechless was that Yun Hua always used extremely exaggerated descriptions to recount his own achievements.

The slightest disagreement could cause the heavens and earth to collapse; a mere gesture could unleash surging chaotic energy that obliterated even the Great Dao; the battle raged to the very edge of the universe...

Who did God offend? It's almost embarrassing if we don't tear a hole in the sky every time we get into a fight, isn't it?

Ye Fan's mind was in turmoil, and the image of Yun Hua in his heart seemed to have grown much larger.

Grow bigger! Grow taller! Grow majestic and glorious!

But the next moment, Ye Fan extinguished this terrible thought. Heh, that's impossible.

Remembering his Uncle Yun's unreliable nature, he simply couldn't believe that this person could be a top-tier expert.

Whose powerful figure does nothing but boast and drink tea all day long?

People should stop deceiving themselves.

Even if I imagine Uncle Yun as a great emperor, could he really become a great emperor?

Ye Fan shook his head, clearing away all the unrealistic thoughts from his mind.

Uncle Yun might be a powerful expert from the Sendai Secret Realm, and he can't accept this kind of thing.

As for the words on the stone wall... they were definitely plagiarized from the Realm of the Void Gods.

Yunhua was speechless. She had clearly told the truth, but she was mistaken for bragging.

After watching the Holy Body cub obtain the Douzi Secret from Jiang Taixu, it then went to the Yuantian Book, looked through it, and took it away.

"Holy crap, this is the Divine Phoenix Elixir of Immortality! A divine medicine!" Ye Fan stared at the immortal elixir on the Emperor Wushi's bed, almost drooling, but he was powerless to do anything about it.

The dense chaos sought to protect the elixir of immortality. Even the Great Emperor Wushi, who had not died, could only look on with envy.

“This is… the Beginningless Scripture!” Ye Fan’s gaze swept over the three large characters carved on the huge stone book, and he was extremely shocked. This should be the supreme inheritance left by the Beginningless Emperor.

He tried to open the huge stone book, but it seemed to be an integral part of the area, completely immovable and impossible to move.

Chapter 324 Bitten by a Dog

"To possess a mountain of treasures yet be unable to use them... there is no greater pain in life than this..."

Ye Fan sighed deeply, knowing in his heart that the Beginningless Sutra was probably not meant for him.

His cultivation is now approaching a bottleneck. If he wants to make further progress, he absolutely cannot do so with just one Daoist scripture, the Wheel of the Sea. He must find a suitable method to cultivate to the next level.

There is no doubt that the Beginningless Scripture contains cultivation texts for the next realm, but unfortunately Ye Fan is unable to open it.

He discovered a uniquely shaped groove in the Wushi Sutra. The shape was extremely familiar, making Ye Fan feel that it looked very familiar. However, after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't remember where he had seen such a shape before.

"What shape is this...? Why does it look so familiar..."

Ye Fan scratched his head, pacing anxiously back and forth, desperately trying to recall where this sense of familiarity came from. However, at this crucial moment, it was as if his memory had been interrupted, and he could not remember what this shape resembled in anything he had ever seen before.

Upon touching the fragments, Ye Fan initially didn't notice them and was about to put them away when his movements suddenly stopped.

"These fragments of imperial jade, when put together... seem to match the exact shape of this groove..."

Ye Fan then belatedly realized what was happening and compared the fragments of the Emperor Jade with the grooves on the Beginningless Scripture. Sure enough, the shapes matched.

However, after holding the imperial jade for a long time and trying to measure it, he still didn't dare to actually press the jade into the indentation.

"What if we accidentally trigger a mechanism inside this jade while pressing it on..."