Chapter 128: Ancient Void Scripture

Ji Ziyue curled her lips, glared at Ye Fan, and retorted, "No treasures, no ancient scriptures. I only have one immortal life; do what you will!"

"You're quite straightforward," Ye Fan said, amused. "To use your words, if you don't confess honestly, I have many ways to deal with you."

Ji Ziyue bit her red lip with her pearly teeth, turned her head to the side, and looked at the clouds in the sky. She seemed to want to say something but ultimately refrained.

Ye Fan didn't immediately press for answers. He had plenty of time. His most urgent task was to refine the profound yellow essence. His cauldron was shattered and attached to the green copper, which deeply worried him.

In the center of the spring, the green copper block remained motionless. Around it, the profound yellow essence swirled, and the shattered cauldron floated, merging indistinguishably with the profound yellow energy.

Ji Ziyue was right; the shattered cauldron wasn't entirely bad for Ye Fan; it was an opportunity. "If it's broken, I'll recast it!" Ye Fan fully immersed his mind in the spring, carefully compressing the shattered cauldron with the divine power from his Wheel Sea.

He wasn't trying to directly reassemble it. Instead, his goal was to utterly pulverize the cauldron, allowing it to completely merge with the profound yellow essence.

Shattering the cauldron within his Sea of Suffering felt like shattering his own body. As divine power circulated and his mind was immersed in control, he even had the illusion of breaking himself apart.

The profound yellow essence, as dazzling as moonlight or sunlight, continuously merged with the shattered cauldron. Under Ye Fan's control, the two became indistinguishable, gradually transforming into a stream of light.

It rotated around the green copper, shrouded in mist, mysterious and profound. Eventually, its brilliance became contained, its sharpness receded, and it appeared unadorned and simple. The faint profound yellow energy flowed naturally, giving an unfathomable impression.

At the dawn of creation, a small amount of heavenly essence and earthly marrow was born. This "mother qi of all things" possessed unimaginable mystical power and was a treasure for refining artifacts.

Ye Fan controlled it cautiously, not rushing to cast the cauldron. To ensure their complete fusion, he continuously refined this energy while simultaneously imprinting it onto the green copper.

He allowed the profound yellow essence to envelop the green copper block, repeatedly inscribing and refining it, aiming to integrate with it and imprint the natural Dao patterns from its surface.

This was destined to be a long process, requiring time for gradual refinement. Initially, everything went smoothly, with no accidents, marking a good beginning.

Thus, Ye Fan temporarily settled by this lake. He also imposed several more seals on Ji Ziyue to prevent her from breaking the restraints. Time flew by; half a month passed in the blink of an eye. The lake was veiled in mist, reflecting shimmering light, while the shore was lush with trees and fragrant with flowers.

Underneath a towering ancient tree, Ji Ziyue was completely immobilized, confined in place. Ignoring her screams, Ye Fan concentrated, using a brush in his hand to draw on her smooth, jade-like face.

His strokes were swift; in moments, a toad took shape. He nodded, seemingly satisfied, and set the brush aside. Then, he took a mirror and held it before Ji Ziyue.

"Ah!" Ji Ziyue shrieked loudly, as if encountering the most terrifying thing, almost tearing people's eardrums. She was furious, gritting her teeth, and glaring angrily at Ye Fan.

"Half a month has passed, and you've only written me a small portion of the ancient scripture. It's far too little; I need the complete text..." At this point, Ye Fan changed his tone, gently persuading her. "I possess profound yellow essence, something rarely found in a thousand generations. If you explain the ancient scripture to me, I will give you the Mother Qi of All Things. We'd be mutually beneficial, and neither of us would lose out." Ji Ziyue was indeed somewhat tempted, blinking her large eyes. "I need time to think it over slowly..."

"Don't think I don't know you're trying to stall for time," Ye Fan said, sitting opposite her, ready with paper and pen. He then unsealed Ji Ziyue's right hand. "Don't procrastinate. The Mother Qi of All Things is right here. Don't you want to claim it?"

Ji Ziyue angrily retorted, "You're too much! I've already given you several treasures, and you're still not satisfied. At worst, we'll both perish. If I die, the mark on my body will appear in the Ji family, and everything that happened will be revealed..."

Ye Fan was speechless. He pushed a phoenix hairpin, two bracelets, and a pair of earrings towards her. "How am I supposed to use these things outside? Just write me the ancient scripture, and I'll return them all to you."

Ji Ziyue immediately changed her expression, looking as if she was about to cry. "It's not that I don't want to write the ancient scripture. The family elders sealed an immortal curse in my sea of consciousness. If I dare to reveal it, my body and spirit will be annihilated on the spot!"

Ye Fan chuckled lightly. "Don't be so pathetic. I don't believe anything you're saying."

Tears welled up in Ji Ziyue's beautiful eyes as she sobbed helplessly, "I've never been hostile towards you. I even let go of the demon clan people, and I certainly have no intention of harming you. Yet you treat me like this..."

This indeed made Ye Fan feel quite ashamed. After catching this "hot potato," he found her difficult to handle. He couldn't kill her, and letting her go would lead to endless trouble. He kept pressing for the ancient scripture, but hadn't obtained the profound method. "I'm determined to get the ancient scripture, so stop acting..."

Ji Ziyue immediately changed her expression again; the tears vanished from her eyes, and she began to grind her glistening little canine teeth. "I'll fight you!" "Then fight," Ye Fan said, starting to take off her shoes and socks. Ji Ziyue shrieked, "What are you doing? Stop! Are you going to write the ancient scripture or not?" "I—"

Ye Fan completely removed her shoes and socks, revealing a smooth, jade-like little foot, translucent as suet jade, shimmering with faint luster, delicate and soft. "You..." Ji Ziyue was utterly mortified, her face flushed pink, and completely terrified. She cried out, "Stop it quickly!"

Unhurriedly, Ye Fan spread a layer of honey on her warm, jade-like sole, then caught a few ants and placed them on it.

From the ancient forest, Ji Ziyue's furious and embarrassed screams immediately echoed: "You little brat Ye Fan, I'm not done with you! Ahhh..."

Half an hour later, Ye Fan walked to the water's edge, holding a few pages of paper. His expression was focused as he carefully studied the scriptures written on them. "The Great Dao is unfathomable, the origin of all things, harmonizing with light and blending with dust..."

As Ye Fan read and pondered, he realized that the Ji family's ancient scripture indeed had unique aspects and was certainly no less profound than the Dao Scripture.

The opening sentences highlighted the core essence of this ancient scripture: the Great Dao itself is formless, yet its functions are endless. This was the Ji family's Void Scripture.

The Void Dao dissipates the sharpness of all things, resolves conflicts, harmonizes brilliance, and blends with the dust of the world, yet remains eternally void and everlasting.

Unfortunately, Ji Ziyue was very resolute, preferring death over submission, and only wrote a limited number of pages. Obtaining the complete ancient scripture would still require time.

These few pages of scripture were very disjointed, and the explanation of the "Dao Palace" was pitifully sparse, less than half a page. He carefully read it: "The Spirit of the Valley never dies, it is called the Mysterious Female; the Gate of the Mysterious Female is the Heavenly Pond, the Root..." Although it was only a short half-page, it made Ye Fan understand what the Dao Palace was meant to cultivate. "It really is about cultivating five deities!"

If a person can nourish their spirit, they will not die. There are five deities in the Dao Palace; if one can harness them, it can extend life.

Generating five types of Qi, and when deities merge with Qi, various profound and mysterious phenomena occur.

The Dao Palace seemed incredibly mysterious, even more extraordinary than the Wheel Sea. It promised to unlock and excavate various divine wonders. Unfortunately, Ye Fan had only seen half a page and didn't know what to do next. To cultivate the Dao Palace, one first had to cross the Sea of Suffering and reach the other shore.

In the time that followed, Ye Fan began to cultivate diligently; he didn't want to waste a single moment.

During this process, he also continuously refined the profound yellow essence, making it envelop the green copper block, repeatedly tempering and merging them, and carving Dao patterns.

Of course, the most important thing Ye Fan did was to begin refining the essence blood from the Demon Emperor's sacred heart. He needed powerful strength, and this heart, submerged in his Spring of Life, would be a waste if not utilized. This time, he used the profound yellow two-qi to force the sacred heart, making its blood-light fill the sky, thereby collecting the essence blood.

With the green copper block suppressing it at the bottom of his Sea of Suffering, the Demon Emperor's sacred heart couldn't resist, like a coiled dragon on a shallow bank, not daring to make any significant move.

For a full half month, Ye Fan could be said to be extracting, constantly refining the Demon Emperor's sacred blood, cleansing his own body. His muscles became as clear as jade, expelling various impurities, and he was on the verge of a complete transformation.

Ji Ziyue watched all this, astonished. She vaguely sensed that Ye Fan harbored many secrets, far more complex than he appeared.

On the nineteenth day of refining the Demon Emperor's sacred blood, an astonishing change occurred: the jade-red heart seemed to endure no more and completely erupted.

Ye Fan's golden Sea of Suffering completely boiled. If not for the green copper block stabilizing everything, his body would likely have shattered.

The Demon Emperor's heart began to thump, fully recovering its vitality. Unwilling to be stripped of its sacred blood, it tried to vibrate Ye Fan to death. That day, even cultivators beyond the Other Shore realm couldn't withstand it; one could imagine its terror!

The profound yellow two-qi flowed over the green copper block, stabilizing his Wheel Sea and preventing Ye Fan from harm. The heart, sparkling like a ruby, burned fiercely, directly breaking through Ye Fan's Sea of Suffering and transforming into a brilliant bloody light, vanishing into the sky.

Ye Fan's Sea of Suffering was in excruciating pain; although it quickly sealed itself, it took him a long time to recover. This outcome left him dumbfounded, and he muttered to himself, "I squeezed it too hard, that was wrong. The Demon Emperor's sacred heart actually... flew away!" The powerful Demon Emperor's sacred heart, unwilling to be constantly exploited, finally... vanished, breaking through the sky. "Heavens! That must be the heart of a Demon Emperor, and it was inside you!" Ji Ziyue was wide-eyed, her face filled with astonishment.

Ye Fan didn't pursue it. He sat down and used the last of the collected sacred blood to cleanse his physical body.

At this moment, his entire body became like jade, his five internal organs shimmered, his bones gleamed, and his skin was crystal clear. After the baptism of the sacred blood, he felt waves of unbearable pain. Finally, after consuming two sacred medicines, he began his third profound transformation.

This was a painful and arduous process, lasting for more than half a day before everything finally calmed down. Ye Fan stood up like a deity, radiant with divine light, shining as brightly as the sun and moon, sparkling like the stars, and clear as multicolored glaze. It was a long time before the radiance faded, and he reverted to his original appearance, returning to simplicity.

He felt an immense power. His third profound transformation made him feel like he had been reborn from fire; his energy seemed inexhaustible!

As he brought his five fingers together and clenched his fist, golden lightning intertwined around his golden fist, appearing capable of piercing through heaven and earth.

Most incredibly, the profound yellow two-qi appeared on his golden fist, as if it had been fused into it.

Ji Ziyue was utterly astonished, her mouth forming an "O" shape. "What did you... do, you fellow?"

A gentle breeze blew, lightly swaying Ye Fan's black hair. Clenching his golden fist, he felt incredibly powerful as the profound yellow two-qi emanated from him.