Chapter 1160: Burning Hot

**Chapter 1161: Highly Sought After**

Ye Fan blocked the azure sky-hand and was not carried away. In a short time, he could actually resist it, astonishing everyone. Even a Saint, appearing in person, could do nothing to him!

The hardliners of the Qi family finally understood what kind of ascetic they had provoked. This fellow was incredibly formidable, daring to contend with a Saint, fearing nothing, and capable of a fight! Of course, Ye Fan was on the defensive; even with all his techniques unleashed, he could only barely protect himself. Yet, this was enough to astound the world; inside the warships, everyone was petrified.

Both the patriarchs of the Fan family and the heads of the Qi family were present. Fan Zhou's eyes gleamed with an eerie light, while Qi Shen frowned and sighed. Even peerless beauties like Fan Xian and Qi Meng were there, standing in the main control room of the mothership, dumbfounded, their eyes glowing with an unusual brilliance. This was truly astonishing.

"How did he cultivate to such a powerful realm? Can even ancient Saints do nothing to him?"

"Ascetics unearth their own treasures, defying the heavens with their cultivation. Reaching this point is truly terrifying!"

The Qi family's Saint, with distinguished brows, approached from afar. He no longer fought with a large hand; his true form appeared. To protect himself, Ye Fan also began to fight desperately. He held up a golden circle, maneuvering the Ancient Saint Mech to perform Tai Chi, battling the Saint.

"Hahahaha..." On the other side, the old devil from Paradise laughed, a sound as grating as a night owl's. This was the power of divine sense, capable of penetrating any spacecraft. The Qi family members were greatly alarmed and retreated, fearing that the ancestor of these raiders would attack them.

"Qi Yaoguang, you truly are skilled, fighting an Incarnated Dao cultivator for so long without a clear victor." The old devil from Paradise mocked, appearing plump in the darkness.

"Fan Yuntong, if you feel superior, you can come and try," said Qi Yaoguang. His green robes flapped, and his Saintly aura was astonishing, causing the starfield to tremble under his divine sense.

"Why should I try? This young Taoist and I are not enemies; I am here specifically to meet him. Your provocations are useless," said Fan Yuntong. In fact, he had initially attacked Ye Fan, but only tested him with one strike. When he couldn't carry him away, he stopped.

Zheng zheng... Behind Ye Fan, five-colored divine light rotated, and five precious swords spun, emitting immense pressure, comparable to the movement of sun, moon, and stars. All techniques were ineffective against them, and Saint Qi Yaoguang's attacks were all cut back. Fan Yuntong watched all this, feeling both shock and regret that this was the divine seed of their Paradise, which no one had comprehended for so many years, but had instead been mastered by Ye Fan.

As for Ancient Saint Qi Yaoguang, his face was expressionless. Despite having the upper hand throughout the long battle, he couldn't secure a victory, leaving his heart quite unsettled. He was a Saint, considered a peerless expert even within the Eternal Kingdom, a being truly capable of looking down upon all mortal ants. Yet, he consistently failed to achieve his goal, which was truly inexcusable.

Ye Fan displayed an anomaly. Although it was a simple, somewhat crude fusion, not a complete mastery, its power was astonishing. It made Qi Yaoguang shriek in surprise, causing him to flip and fly backward. The starfield immediately collapsed, chaotic energy surged like an overwhelming tide, transforming into a dark cloud that struck out, terrifyingly powerful. A Saint was sent flying!

In the starfield, people in all the spacecraft were dumbfounded. Everyone knew that after this battle, Ye Fan's value had increased even further! Perhaps the most powerful ancient forces on the Eternal Main Star would extend an olive branch to him.

"Alright, I admit you can contend with a Saint. This old man will have to get serious." Qi Yaoguang's face flushed. This was truly uncomfortable; he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

"Meng-mei, your family's ancestor was almost beaten down by a young Incarnated Dao cultivator. His face was red and blood surged, utterly uncomfortable, you know." Inside the mothership, Fan Xian teased, her eyes alluring, as the scene was broadcast to Qi Meng's control room.

Qi Meng blinked her large eyes and said, "What are you so happy about? He defected from your Paradise, killing his way out. I remember your family suffered heavy losses, everyone was furious, and I heard your favorite Nine-Colored Divine Glazed Lamp was even smashed."

Striking changes occurred on the battlefield. Qi Yaoguang made good on his word, unleashing a terrifying might that caused the sun, moon, and entire galaxies to tremble because of him. He donned a layer of azure battle armor, his aura instantly growing many times stronger, affecting the very pulse of the starfield. Saint King Armor! This divine garment was not very large, probably half a zhang tall, just enough to cover his body. Many exclaimed in surprise. It surpassed Ancient Saint Mechs, being a king-grade artifact among them, allowing a Saint's power to ascend to a new realm. Just as a Half-Saint entering an Ancient Saint Mech can unleash Saintly power, when a true Saint enters a suitable war instrument, they can similarly cross ranks, and their combat power skyrockets.

With a piercing hum, the universe shattered. Qi Yaoguang became unstoppable, extending an azure giant hand forward, grasping. It was as if the Dao's fundamental sound resonated, tearing open the starfield. Ye Fan swiftly fled, transforming into a streak of light and disappearing into the depths of the universe. He knew it would be difficult to contend, unless he ascended another level! However, the azure giant hand tore through the universe, omnipotent, rapidly spreading. It was boundless in its terror, enveloping a small asteroid near Ye Fan and crushing it in its grip! Plucking stars and seizing the moon—this was no legend, but a real occurrence. Powerful to this extent, he was a king among Saints, a supreme existence.

Boom! The universe roared, the entire galaxy trembled, meteor after meteor turned to dust, and seven or eight asteroids were detonated by this azure giant hand. Ye Fan's heart was solemn, his thoughts racing. He was preparing to fight desperately, using all his trump cards.

Suddenly, the old devil from Paradise made his move. He too entered an Ancient Saint King Armor, extending a pitch-black giant hand that shattered the starry sky with a bang, blocking the path of the azure giant hand.

"Old devil, what are you doing?" Qi Yaoguang said in a deep voice.

"Naturally, I am protecting our distinguished guest, not allowing you to offend him," Fan Yuntong said with a smile.

Qi Yaoguang laughed loudly, saying, "This young Taoist clearly rebelled against Paradise, killing his way out of your family. How is he now a distinguished guest?"

"It was just a small misunderstanding that can be easily explained. It's better than you repaying kindness with enmity and trying to punish him, isn't it?" Fan Yuntong said.

Qi Yaoguang shook his head and smiled slightly, "Youngsters are just ignorant. I've lived for so many years; what is there I can't let go of? How could I argue with him or bear a grudge? That was merely a test. Now, I invite him to be a guest of my Qi family."

No one expected the two Ancient Saints to take such postures, unsure if they genuinely didn't care or harbored ulterior motives. People from both the Fan family and the Immortal Plume Qi family were somewhat dazed, watching everything in a stupor from inside their spacecraft. It was clear that the two Ancient Saints were vying for Ye Fan. In the distance, Ye Fan stopped fleeing because two powerful divine senses had locked onto this starfield. He was considering whether to fight to the death, regardless of the cost.

"Brother Ye, may we have a word?" Just as the two Saints stood facing each other, on the verge of a major confrontation, Fan Zhou, the patriarch of the Fan family, spoke. He flew out from the cosmic mothership and headed towards Ye Fan.

"What do you have to say?" Ye Fan asked.

"A misunderstanding occurred recently, and our hospitality was lacking. Please forgive us," Fan Zhou said, wishing to invite him back, stating that he would certainly be treated as a distinguished guest. Ye Fan sneered inwardly, his face expressionless. How could he possibly return to the Fan family? There was nothing to say about that.

"Brother Ye, I know you hold prejudices against us, but please rest assured, nothing unpleasant will happen again. I swear here and now, if I ever act against your interests, may I be struck by five thunders and surely die during tribulation!" Fan Zhou made a solemn oath on the spot, astonishing many onlookers who were left dazed. This was truly serious, a commitment made with such gravity.

Afterwards, though Fan Zhou did not explicitly state it, he very clearly implied that he hoped Ye Fan would marry into the Fan family, almost to the point of mentioning Fan Xian's name. Many people who heard this were dumbfounded. What was happening? The Fan family was giving such importance to this ascetic; their change in attitude was too sudden.

"Fan Xian, your uncle is selling you off!" Qi Meng said, batting her big eyes.

Fan Xian, a peerless beauty, her fair legs intertwined, sat in the main control room. She was also startled, then waved her jade hand, causing the screen displaying her conversation with Qi Meng to emit black smoke.

On the other side, Saint Qi Yaoguang's mind trembled. He opened his Heavenly Eye, fixed it on Ye Fan in the distance, then looked at the old devil opposite him, exclaiming, "Is he the first generation Indestructible Golden Body? No wonder... you suddenly became like this!" The two were conversing in a secret language, unknown to others, but their expressions were visible, both revealing odd looks. Qi Yaoguang secretly sent a message, asking Qi Kun to step forward, as his own status was too high to personally recruit someone. Upon receiving the news, Qi Kun's heart trembled. He then bravely attempted to win over Ye Fan, even making a promise that he could refine the fourth-stage evolution liquid and would give Ye Fan a portion when it was ready.

"What happened? Why did both families change their minds and adopt such attitudes?" Everyone was puzzled.

"Meng-mei, looking at your family's attitude, they probably won't sell you, but just give you away directly," Fan Xian scoffed.

Just then, Fan Zhou suddenly took out an ancient mirror and showed it to Ye Fan, saying, "Does this young Taoist recognize this object?" Ye Fan's face was expressionless, but his mind trembled intensely. Wasn't this the Void Mirror? No, more precisely, it was a replica of the Ji family's Imperial Armament, a King-level artifact. "This was left behind a few years ago by an astonishingly talented ascetic, who said that if anyone recognized it, they were most likely from his homeland," Fan Zhou said unhurriedly, staring at Ye Fan's expression.

Was this left by Ji Haoyue, or was it Ji Ziyue's weapon? Although Ye Fan's expression was calm, his heart was greatly disturbed. In the distance, Fan Yuntong smiled. He had been observing, sensing a faint fluctuation in Ye Fan's divine sense, which, though slight, revealed his emotions. Ye Fan cursed inwardly. Saints were indeed not to be trifled with; a slight oversight and he was seen through, his deep connection to this ancient mirror exposed.

"Brother Ye, why don't we find a quiet place to talk?" Fan Zhou, having received a hint from his ancestor, breathed a sigh of relief. Indeed, it was related to the astonishing ascetic from a few years ago. Qi Yaoguang's expression changed. Fan Yuntong, meanwhile, showed a faint smile, put away his black Saint King Armor, and no longer prepared to fight. He said, "There's no need for us two to fight. Let that young man choose for himself."

"Brother Ye, I've heard you're an ascetic from outside this domain. Perhaps your ancestors came from the same place as mine. Tens of thousands of years ago, they embarked on a trial path and eventually settled here. May we speak privately for a moment?" From afar, divine sense fluctuations arrived as several groups of people rushed over. Although not Ancient Saints, they made both the Fan and Qi families greatly wary, for they were transcendent powers from the Eternal Main Star, openly poaching.

"You truly were hard to find! We were just about to invite you to become one of us—a 'Divine One'!" A figure flew from the distant sky, causing both Ancient Saints present to change their expressions, for this organization was too terrifying. Ye Fan's recent feat of contending with a Saint had truly shaken those who had followed. At this moment, they successively appeared, eagerly and strenuously trying to win him over.