Chapter 1033: Entering the Jade Pool

Chapter 1034: Entering the Jade Lake

The hall was a mess of cups and plates. Everyone drank until late into the night, all falling asleep drunk at the tables. The next day, they woke up one by one, bleary-eyed, well after sunrise.

"What a blast! It's been so long since I've had such a good drink," Dongfang Ye said as soon as he got up, grabbing another wine jar and gulping down a few mouthfuls.

For the next few days, they continued to celebrate and drink. Only after five days did they disperse, agreeing to meet again in the future. "We look forward to that battle!"

Everyone knew that Ye Fan and the Saint Prince had agreed to launch a powerful attack, and a world-shaking battle was sure to ensue in the future!

"Where's Huahua?" The young child, Huahua, was a bit shy and felt unfamiliar with everything in Heavenly Village. Little Sparrow was currently leading him around to get acquainted with the environment.

"You're the Son of God's disciple, and I'm a Heavenly Maiden of the Heavenly Court. Do you know what to call me?" Shang Xi'er had a slender figure, bright eyes, white teeth, and the beauty of an immortal, though she was still a bit young.

"I don't know," Huahua said, blinking his big eyes. Everything he saw seemed new and exciting to him.

"A sprout of an immortal!" In the distance, under an old locust tree, Qi Luo smiled. In recent years, since becoming a Killer Saint, he had barely taken action. Every day, he spent his time playing chess, brewing tea, and so on.

Only those who had stepped into the Half-Saint realm could truly grasp how terrifying this old man was. This was a transformation. He had shed his previous brilliance and purged all his killing intent. The Killer Saint would reach an even higher level!

Precisely because such a Killer Saint existed, Ye Fan felt very at ease. No matter what happened in the future, the Heavenly Court's people would not end up too badly.

He left Huahua in the Heavenly Court and became a 'hands-off manager' again, allowing him to grow on his own. The reason he dared to do this was because he knew that Qi Luo and others would certainly cultivate him carefully.

The Heavenly Court possessed Nine-Aperture Holy Spirit Divine Liquid, which could build the most solid foundational Dao for children. And in Huahua's Sea of Consciousness, there were supreme Buddhist mystic arts. With a Saint supervising and guiding him, his future achievements would be limitless.

"Master, we want to travel extensively through this vast world—to read ten thousand books and walk ten thousand miles," Zhang Qingyang said.

"We'll return in ten years," Long Yuxuan also spoke.

To truly integrate into this world, they had to experience it firsthand. They chose to measure this real world with their own feet.

The Divine Knight was also like this. His cultivation was extremely profound. On Earth, he had been suppressed by the Great Dao, but now that he was in this world, he could break through any barrier at any time.

"Yes," Ye Fan nodded, "traveling across mountains and rivers, experiencing the mortal world, refining one's state of mind is more important than arduous cultivation." He saw them off and watched as they disappeared over the horizon.

As for the Dragon Horse, it didn't bother with ascetic training at all. Now it was so happy it forgot its home. Rather than saying it had a mutual appreciation with the Black Emperor, it was more like they were birds of a feather.

In the past few days, these two mischievous creatures got together. Then they pulled in Duan De, whispering conspiratorially and spreading out a map. It was unclear what wicked scheme they were hatching.

"I, your master, don't have time to go wandering with you. We're going to pull off something big!" This was the Dragon Horse's reply.

Ye Fan's forehead was covered in black lines. Duan De, the Black Emperor, and the Dragon Horse—these three scoundrels. Who knew who they were going to cause trouble for next? He didn't stop them, however, because he caught a glimpse, realizing it seemed to be a map of Yaoguang's terrain.

The Yaoguang Holy Land was suspected to be built upon an Emperor's Tomb. The terrain there was a massive mound of earth, containing mysteries that ordinary people could not comprehend.

This was a grand scheme. Duan De and the Black Emperor had been planning it for over a decade. They had never dared to act, but for some reason, they now wanted to.

"This Daoist Lord has painstakingly deduced that there are things in that Emperor's Tomb that will break out in a few months at the earliest, or half a year at the latest..."

Ye Fan heard these words from a distance. He shook his head and chuckled scornfully, thinking that this unscrupulous Daoist was probably just blabbering nonsense. How could a perfectly fine Holy Land possibly collapse?

On this day, Ye Fan also departed. He had some more important matters to attend to, as he might not have time later.

After leaving Heavenly Village, the land was barren, without a blade of grass, a desolate expanse stretching for millions of miles. This was the Northern Region, so a lack of vitality was quite normal.

A clear breeze brushed his face as Ye Fan stood atop a mountain peak. He gazed at the desolate, bare land, unable to see a single trace of life.

When passing by the Divine City, Ye Fan felt its prosperity. Various vital energies mixed together, forming a majestic force, like a colossal bronze bell resonating between heaven and earth.

"Only I returned to Earth, and now I've successfully come back. I need to tell Liu Yiyi, Zhang Wenchang, and the others about their families' recent situations."

Ye Fan did not enter the Divine City. Instead, he chose to continue traversing the void, heading straight for the Jade Lake Holy Land.

The Northern Region was dry and lacked vitality, but not every place was like that. The Jade Lake, naturally, was an exception; it was magnificent and beautiful.

This holy sect was not suspended in mid-air; it was situated directly on the ground. Ye Fan arrived there that very day.

The holy mountains were majestic, and the elegant peaks were ethereal, as if one had stepped into an immortal realm. Divine springs flowed from rocks, spiritual herbs grew on cliffs, and auspicious beasts lay hidden in the mountains. It possessed both immortal aura and extraordinary scenery, magnificent and varied.

"The renowned divine land of the Eastern Wasteland!" Ye Fan murmured to himself. After many years, he once again stood outside the sect's gate here. A flash!

A green light flashed, and a spatial gate opened wide in the distance. Several ancient race members walked out and landed on the ground. They glanced over, showing surprise, but didn't pay much attention, for now, no one could see through Ye Fan's 'World-Altering Great Art'.

"The leader is a Dao Slasher!" Ye Fan showed a look of surprise. Why would a powerful expert from the ancient race come to the Jade Lake Holy Land? In an era where Saints did not emerge, Dao Slashers represented peak combat power.

Ye Fan watched their retreating figures, lost in thought for a moment. Then he also stepped towards the mountain gate, informing the guardian experts that he wished to see Liu Yiyi.

Everything went smoothly, and he entered the Jade Lake.

This place was enveloped by dragon qi, strand after strand, transforming into mist and clouds that rose upwards. Purple qi, noble and splendid, covered tens of thousands of wisps on every mountain peak.

For such a pure land to exist in the Northern Region was truly a miracle. Every cliff was shrouded in immortal mist, ancient herbs were rooted in the stone peaks. It was both beautiful and magnificent.

"You are..." Liu Yiyi quickly arrived after receiving the report. She met Ye Fan in a guest house within a bamboo grove, looking at him suspiciously.

Ye Fan swept with his divine sense, confirming that no one was peeking. He smiled slightly and revealed his true appearance.

Liu Yiyi's slender hand trembled, and the teacup almost fell. Her face was filled with shock as she asked, almost trembling, "It's you—Ye Fan."

At this time, who in the world didn't know that Ye Fan, fourteen years ago, had stormed into the Central Plains Ancestral Temple, fought a valiant battle, slaying the Banished Immortal Hua Yunfei? He stood supreme on the Five-Colored Altar, and no one dared to contend with him for the teleportation array in the Ancient Forbidden Land, ultimately leaving this starfield.

So many years had passed, and everyone believed he would never appear again. He was just a fleeting splash in the long river of the past within the Big Dipper Starfield. But now he had reappeared.

"Yiyi, it's me," Ye Fan said.

"You went back to Earth, saw our relatives. How are my parents?!" Liu Yiyi's chest heaved violently. She stood up, incredibly agitated, her eyes brimming with tears, and looked at him anxiously.

"They're still doing well," Ye Fan offered words of comfort, but sighed inwardly. Although he had successfully returned, his own parents were no longer there.

"Really?" Tears streamed down Liu Yiyi's face. She was a modern person; no matter how wondrous this side of the starfield was, even if it granted immortality, it could not resist the longing for the other side of the starry sky. She yearned to go back every moment.

Ye Fan said nothing more. He took out a large pile of items: perfumes, clothes, snacks from the other side of the starry sky... and even touchscreen computers.

Liu Yiyi, tearfully, watched the clear and heartwarming videos Ye Fan had taken. In them were her parents supporting each other, her younger brother, and her niece whom she had never met.

She couldn't hold back then. Her heart was filled with bitterness, and she cried incessantly. She wished she could immediately return to the other side of the starry sky.

Ye Fan exited the hermitage and walked aimlessly in this area. Now his Origin Arts were perfected; he was just a step away from becoming an Origin Master. He discerned many more mysteries.

"Hmm, the Fifth Generation Patriarch Zhang Lin truly put in a lot of effort here. Origin arrays are densely distributed, allowing spiritual energy to nourish every inch of rock and soil, transforming it into a supreme spiritual land," he said, stroking his chin and beginning to observe intently.

He was here to visit a friend, so naturally, he couldn't enter some restricted areas. He could only observe within a limited scope. Suddenly, he sensed someone approaching, but paid it no mind and continued forward.

"Ye Fan."

Someone called out from behind him. A woman approached gracefully, her white robes fluttering. Her figure was slender and graceful, her dark hair beautiful, and her lotus-like steps gentle. She seemed like a goddess of the waves, descending from the sky.

Ye Fan's heart stirred. He pretended to turn back out of curiosity, as if searching for the "Ye Fan" who had been called out, his face showing astonishment.

The woman's skin was like congealed jade. Her cheeks were luminous white, her forehead fair and radiant. Her eyes held divine elegance and poetic charm, with a hint of a smile. She walked like an immortal from a painting.

It was precisely the Jade Lake Saintess, who, along with An Miaoyi and Yan Ruyu, was considered the most beautiful woman in the Eastern Wasteland. Even the great imperial clans of the Central Plains, and even the ancient races, sought to form marriage alliances with her but failed.

After many years, her appearance hadn't changed much. Her beauty remained, and her every gesture was exquisitely graceful. She possessed a natural spiritual elegance, and her pearly teeth gleamed. She said, "You can deceive the world, but you cannot deceive me."

"You are... the Jade Lake Saintess?" Ye Fan feigned confusion, a puzzled look on his face.

"When Ye Fan slew the Myriad Beginnings Saint Son, I was present and saw someone with overwhelming might, suppressing various races and many Dao Slashers." The Jade Lake Saintess approached gracefully, her figure lithe and elegant, her full bosom creating perfect curves beneath her snowy robes, her waist slender enough to be clasped in one hand, and her legs long and shapely.

"What is the Saintess talking about?" Ye Fan pretended not to know.

"I mean to say you are Ye Fan. Just now, I happened to see Yiyi. She was emotional, her eyes red and swollen. Although she tried to hide it, she couldn't fool me. For all these years, her only heartbreak has been wanting to return to the other side of the starry sky. Besides you coming back and bringing her exciting news, who else could it be?"

Ye Fan spread his hands, indicating he didn't understand. He walked forward, smiling, and said, "I have long admired the Saintess. Perhaps we truly are fated, which is why we feel an affinity, as if we've known each other before."

The Jade Lake Saintess tidied her beautiful hair, the divine radiance on her luminous forehead subtly contained. Her intelligent eyes shimmered with wisdom. She said, "You don't need to hide it from me. To tell you the truth, I've also studied some Origin Arts. You must have used the World-Altering Great Art."

"Alright, since the Saintess believes I am, then I am. As Ye Fan, may I invite the fairy to admire the moon together and discuss our life aspirations?"

The Jade Lake Saintess's red lips were lustrous, her exquisite beauty touched with a hint of sensuality. Her figure was light and graceful, her gaze confident, and the corners of her mouth slightly upturned in a smile that wasn't quite a smile.