Chapter 180: All Because of the Corset

"Tu Fei, what nonsense are you spouting?" Though the Saintess of Yaoguang was fighting, she moved like a graceful, ethereal butterfly, possessing a light and delicate beauty.

"Yao Xi, did you lose a piece of clothing, and a very valuable one at that?" Tu Fei stood in the sky and asked seriously.

"I don't know what you're babbling about." The Saintess of Yaoguang unleashed a supreme secret art, instantly sending two old men flying, and then opened her mouth to reveal an emerald green jade bell. The pleasant bell sound echoed through the sky. The cultivators attacking her all clutched their ears in pain, screaming.

"You definitely lost something. How exactly did you lose it?" Tu Fei pressed on, genuinely curious.

Damn it! Ye Fan turned away. He had figured it out: this scoundrel had a big mouth, daring to say anything without restraint, a bit wild and unruly, with a hint of mockery.

"I can't be bothered with you!" The Saintess of Yaoguang ignored him. The emerald jade bell she conjured grew steadily larger, its sound shaking the heavens, melodious yet incredibly powerful. Within a thirty-meter radius, all weapons aimed at her began to tremble, then shattered with crisp sounds. *Boom!* Seven or eight weapons burst apart in the bell's resonance, falling from the sky. The sound waves were like terrifying blades.

"Yao Xi, think again..." Big-Mouth Tu Fei spoke up again, completely uninhibited. "That thing you lost was woven from divine silkworm threads, impervious to water and fire, impenetrable by blades or spears. You consecrated it into a precious treasure. Do you remember it now?"

The Saintess of Yaoguang's expression instantly changed. At first, she thought he was talking nonsense, but now she suddenly recalled *that* swaddling cloth, almost screaming out loud. For the past month, she had used all her power to search for Ye Fan in the Southern Domain, wishing she could turn the earth upside down, but there was no trace of him. Every time she thought of that day, she felt an uncontrollable rage, wishing she could personally tear Ye Fan limb from limb with her elegant jade hands.

"Oh heavens, my immortal eyes are blind!" Tu Fei exclaimed with immense melancholy. "I hope what I saw wasn't real. Why did someone else get their hands on it first?"

The Saintess of Yaoguang wanted to slap him. She said coldly, "Nonsense!"

"I saw your change in expression just now; it must be true. The geniuses in our line of work are too formidable. Why wasn't it me who did it?" Tu Fei asked, somewhat dejectedly, "Nothing happened between you two, did it? You're one of my targets, after all."

"Go to hell!" The Saintess of Yaoguang was so enraged her teeth ached. The jade bell in front of her rapidly expanded to a diameter of thirty meters, its chime shaking the heavens. Clearly visible, emerald green light rippled outwards like waves, sweeping in all directions. The surrounding cultivators screamed, unable to resist at all. The Saintess of Yaoguang's face was frosty, her robes fluttering as she surged towards Tu Fei.

"Are you trying to kill someone and silence them?" Tu Fei shouted, then seemed to remember something, scanning the surroundings. "Genius brother, where are you? Let me borrow that piece of clothing."

Two dark lines appeared on the Saintess of Yaoguang's jade-like forehead, murderous intent swirling as her powerful divine sense swept in all directions.

"I say, genius brother, you're really disloyal. How could you run away? We, in this line of work, are all about loyalty. Why did you just slip away without a word?" Tu Fei yelled from the sky.

You big mouth! Ye Fan had already rushed far away, but he could still hear their voices. Because battles were raging everywhere, he was sometimes attacked and found it difficult to leave quickly.

"I'll kill you!"

Normally charming and graceful, the Saintess of Yaoguang rarely lost her temper, but Ye Fan seemed to possess a strange magic. Whenever she thought of this young man, she couldn't help but want to scream.

"It has nothing to do with me! I didn't steal the clothes; the genius brother did! If you're angry, go find him. It has absolutely nothing to do with me!" Tu Fei shouted.

The bell rang loudly. The emerald jade bell was incredibly wondrous, its sound waves, clearly visible, surged outwards like turbulent waves in all directions. At this moment, the Saintess of Yaoguang was peerlessly beautiful, standing atop the giant emerald jade bell, with skin like ice and bones like jade, her face etched with murderous intent.

Tu Fei fled, then conjured a ceramic pot. It was drab gray, looking as if it had been dug out of a dirt mound, and appeared incredibly ancient. However, this ceramic pot possessed immense power. Its mouth was like a black hole, emitting a powerful devouring force that warped the surrounding sky, as if it could absorb anything.

The Saintess of Yaoguang's expression changed. "The Seventh Great Bandit, Tu Tian, passed this item on to you?" she asked.

"Don't worry, this is just a replica. My grandfather said if I can capture a saintess to be my wife, he'll give me the real ceramic pot."

Although the ceramic pot was ancient, it showed no damage and possessed terrifying power, absorbing the surging green sound waves and blocking Yao Xi's attack.

The Saintess of Yaoguang's face changed. "Even a mere replica has such power. It seems the true ceramic pot is indeed an ultimate artifact, just as the legends say, forged from the flesh and blood of a Great Emperor from before the Primordial Era."

So-called ultimate artifacts represent the pinnacle of weaponry. In the Eastern Wasteland, they are as rare as phoenix feathers or qilin horns; the number that has appeared throughout history can be counted on one's fingers. Only peerless figures who dominated an era and reigned over the Eastern Wasteland had the chance to forge them, requiring the power of the entire Eastern Wasteland to consecrate. Since ancient Great Emperors are few, such weapons are naturally limited in number. The Monster Emperor's Sacred Weapon, the Ji Family's Ancient Mirror, the Yaoguang Holy Land's Dragon-Patterned Cauldron, and the ceramic pot Tu Tian fortuitously acquired are all such ultimate artifacts. Of course, there is one exception in the Eastern Wasteland: the Desolate Pagoda, which is said not to have been forged by humans.

Ultimate artifacts, forged by ancient Great Emperors and Holy Emperors, possess unparalleled power. If their true power could be unleashed, it would be unimaginable. Tu Tian was able to rank among the Thirteen Great Bandits precisely because he wielded an ultimate artifact. Virtually no one could kill him; with an ultimate artifact, he was simply impregnable.

Regarding this ceramic pot, there is a record stating that a Great Emperor from before the Primordial Era, whose lifespan was nearing its end, forged it before his demise. He used his primordial spirit as fire, his peerless flesh and blood as clay, supplemented by endless divine materials from Eastern Wasteland legends, and personally cast himself into the ceramic pot, leaving an ultimate artifact for his descendants. It can be said that wielding this weapon, if supported by sufficient divine power, would allow one to traverse the Eastern Wasteland unimpeded, inherently standing in an invincible position. Alas, even the most glorious families must eventually decline, and the greatest inheritances will fade. After the Great Emperor from before the Primordial Era passed away, long ages passed, and his descendants had long since become ordinary. Three hundred years ago, Tu Tian accidentally discovered this ceramic pot in a dry ancient riverbed in the Northern Domain, half-buried in sand and dust for untold ages. Unfortunately, the ceramic pot lacked a lid and was not complete, appearing as if half of it was missing. Otherwise, Tu Tian alone could have swept across the Eastern Wasteland with just this pot.

The replica ceramic pot was still terrifying, like a bottomless pit, threatening to absorb the giant emerald jade bell. The Saintess of Yaoguang was very surprised. She knew that if the real ceramic pot were present, she would surely be annihilated without any doubt.

"Tu Fei, your divine power is insufficient! What if you wield a replica of an ancient Great Emperor's sacred weapon?" The Saintess of Yaoguang's glabella glowed, a dazzling rhomboid mark shining as she shot out a beam of divine light, cutting forward.

"What? Your divine sense is so strong..." Tu Fei was greatly startled and completely unable to dodge. However, the ceramic pot in front of him saved him. It swallowed everything, even divine sense, and the beam of divine light was instantly extinguished.

"This..." The Saintess of Yaoguang's expression changed. The Great Emperor from before the Primordial Era, who used his primordial spirit as fire and his flesh and blood to forge the pot, naturally imbued it with the ability to devour divine sense.

"Haha..." Tu Fei laughed and immediately began to flee. His cultivation was inferior to the Saintess of Yaoguang's, and prolonged combat would surely lead to a great disadvantage.

"Where do you think you're going!" The Saintess of Yaoguang had no intention of letting him escape.

"Genius brother, where are you fighting? I'm here to find you!" Tu Fei's voice echoed through the area.

Ye Fan cursed internally. This big mouth was such a scoundrel; he was just inviting trouble for him. At this moment, battle cries resounded everywhere. He was constantly attacked, struggling to move forward. If Yao Xi discovered him, things would be terrible.

"Genius brother, what are you afraid of? You even managed to steal Yao Xi's brassiere! With such skill, truly astonishing and brilliant, you are a hero among us! If you and I team up, we can definitely capture this woman!" Tu Fei shouted across the sky like a loudspeaker. Upon hearing this, the entire source region fell silent for a moment. This news was so astonishing it was almost unimaginable.

Ye Fan truly wanted to curse; this guy's mouth really needed to be sealed. However, upon closer thought, the other party might genuinely mistake him for a powerful expert. After all, his physique was special, and outsiders found it difficult to discern the depth of his cultivation.

"It can't be true, can it?" "The pure and untainted Saintess of Yaoguang had her brassiere stolen? That's impossible." Some cultivators even discussed this amidst the ongoing battle.

The Saintess of Yaoguang's laughter, like the tinkling of silver bells, spread across the sky. "Tu Fei, boasting with your tongue won't change your defeat. Let's see where you'll run!" With just this one statement from her, all the cultivators were immediately relieved and no longer believed Tu Fei's words.

"What I said is true! There really is a genius brother who stole Yao Xi's brassiere! Brother, come out quickly!" Tu Fei howled as he fled. "We, in this line of work, value loyalty!"

"Let's see how long you can keep spouting nonsense!" The Saintess of Yaoguang gnashed her teeth in secret. She desperately wanted to seal this big mouth and, even more, wanted to find Ye Fan. Her divine sense swept the surroundings, searching carefully. In this process, many bandits rushed towards Yao Xi, and many cultivators from the Yaoguang Holy Land charged at Tu Fei. Amidst the fierce melee, their shouts naturally drew more attention.

"Genius brother, don't force me to use my ultimate move!" Tu Fei fought while retreating. "You look only fourteen or fifteen, with a delicate appearance..."

Damn it! Ye Fan couldn't help but curse those three words. He immediately stripped a bloody robe from a corpse and wrapped it around his head and face, as if he were injured and bandaged. However, at this moment, there were figures everywhere, and naturally, someone noticed him.

"No way, there really is a young man! I just saw him!" "Over there, right there!" Ye Fan, using the Old Madman's footwork, immediately bolted.

With the Fourth Great Bandit, the Seventh Great Bandit, and the Peacock King fighting, heaven and earth nearly shattered. There was blade light and sword shadows everywhere, figures swarming, and blood splattering.

"Genius brother, I finally see you! Don't run! That person covered in bloody clothes is you. We, in this line of work, pride ourselves on photographic memory. Even if you wore Yao Xi's Saintess battle attire, I'd still recognize you!" Tu Fei truly was like a loudspeaker, his voice echoing through the sky with continuous howls. With a *whoosh*, many people looked towards Ye Fan, and some Yaoguang disciples chased after him.

Nearby, many bandits gave Ye Fan a thumbs-up, saying, "Good job, genius brother! It's rare for someone like you to appear in our line of work, stealing even the Saintess's brassiere!" "Talents emerge from generation to generation, each leading for centuries. Our profession will never decline!" A group of bearded men chattered noisily.

"Go to hell, all of you!" Ye Fan naturally understood that these scoundrels were just stirring up trouble, trying to rile up the Yaoguang Holy Land members. Apart from Tu Fei, probably no one would believe he had obtained Yao Xi's brassiere.

At this moment, the Saintess of Yaoguang was gritting her teeth so hard they almost shattered. She had also spotted Ye Fan, and thinking of all that happened that day, she desperately wanted to scream. A month ago, they had faced each other naked; her immortal jade body held virtually no secrets from Ye Fan. Even now, thinking about it made her cheeks flush and her entire body burn. Yao Xi desperately wanted to rush over and directly slay Ye Fan, but she feared "misunderstanding," which would confirm Tu Fei's "nonsense." Instead, she began herding Tu Fei in Ye Fan's direction, steadily approaching him, ready to strike and kill if necessary.

"Tu Fei, you scoundrel, stop framing me!" Ye Fan shouted loudly. He had to use words to deter the Saintess of Yaoguang, otherwise his situation would be perilous. "Fairy Yao Xi is pure and unsullied, as everyone knows. How could I ever allow you to defile her like this?"

The Saintess of Yaoguang gritted her teeth. She wanted to fly over and trample Ye Fan underfoot. His words were simply too grating for her to bear. That day, when they faced each other, his demonic hand had caressed her skin, moving wantonly. Even now, remembering it gave her goosebumps. And now, for him to speak like this, trying to block her path, was utterly detestable.

The Saintess of Yaoguang, naturally no ordinary person, reacted swiftly. With a cold sneer, she said, "Tu Fei slanders me, and you come to defame me too. You two are clearly in cahoots. Today, I'll slay both of you." She attributed all of this to the two of them acting, one exposing, the other trying to cover up, and coldly rebuked them for playing a double act.

"Genius brother, see? Yao Xi wants to kill you too! Hurry over! When brothers are united, their strength is like metal, able to break gold! Let's take her down, and then it won won't be just a brassiere anymore!" Tu Fei started spouting nonsense again. Many of the bearded bandits shrieked and joined in the jeering.

Ye Fan cursed internally, knowing these scoundrels were truly despicable. He then shouted loudly, "Tu Fei, you bandit, stop spouting nonsense! Fairy Yao Xi is pure and revered by all; I have long admired her and never harbored any disrespectful thoughts. In my heart, you are like the bright moon hanging high, the most sacred existence in this world!"

Upon hearing these words, the Saintess of Yaoguang truly wanted to slice him into a thousand pieces, yet on her face, she still wore a smile. "I'm not worthy of such admiration from you."

Without waiting for her to say more, Ye Fan loudly warned, "Tu Fei, you scoundrel, if you frame me again, beware! I'll unleash my magical artifact and cut you down!" He emphasized the words "magical artifact" and gave the Saintess of Yaoguang a deep look. This was a naked threat: if she pursued further, he would reveal the brassiere, leading to a lose-lose situation.

The Saintess of Yaoguang, being exceptionally intelligent, naturally understood his implication. She gritted her teeth, hating Ye Fan intensely, yet smiled brilliantly. "In that case, why don't we two team up and slay Tu Fei?"

"My apologies, my strength is too low; I can't be of much help," Ye Fan replied. He finally reached the edge of the source region. Of course, after being noticed, he was fortunate that those bearded bandits helped him; otherwise, he might have already been captured by the cultivators from the Yaoguang Holy Land.

"Genius brother, we in this line of work value loyalty..." Tu Fei, seeing that Ye Fan was only concerned with escaping and not coming to help, was quite unwilling. "Why don't you just unleash that brassiere?!" Having escaped to this point, he was about to move far from the battlefield. Ye Fan would not get involved, no matter what.

Just ahead, the Peacock King and the Yaoguang Holy Lord were engaged in a grand confrontation, tearing apart heaven and earth, plunging the sun and moon into darkness. That part of the sky was filled with ocean-like waves of terrifying energy. A hundred and eight worlds floated and sank, halos filled the sky. The Yaoguang Holy Lord seemed to be transforming into the Heavenly Dao. The Peacock King, on the other hand, was like a god, moving through the myriad worlds. Though a graceful young man, his dominance was unparalleled.

The Fourth Great Bandit and the Seventh Great Bandit jointly conjured a ceramic pot, immobilizing a group of old experts from the Yaoguang Holy Land, intending to absorb them all.

"The Peacock King, the Azure Dragon King, Tu Tian... they're going all out!" Ye Fan was inwardly shocked. These people were audaciously making a big move, ruthlessly attacking a powerful Holy Land.