Chapter 250: Golden-winged Little Roc King

The news that Ye Fan had killed eight true disciples of Yaoguang and the Ji Family in front of the young cultivators of Quzhou spread like wildfire, causing quite a stir.

Quzhou was abuzz with activity, and everyone was alarmed. The Ji Family dispatched many powerful figures to this oasis. The Divine Body, Ji Haoyue, also arrived in person. Furthermore, people saw the Yaoguang Saint Son.

These two were enveloped in halos, drawing attention wherever they went. They were paramount figures among the younger generation of the Eastern Wasteland. Now, their simultaneous arrival in Quzhou, all for a youth named Ye Fan, was naturally astonishing.

Soon, more news spread. The Yaoguang Saintess, Yao Xi, also arrived, appearing in Chaoyang City. This made the place a hub of activity, attracting many people's attention.

Quzhou and its surrounding oases were all stirred by the news. People discussed fervently, all talking about Ye Fan.

"This young man has no master, nor has he joined any major sect. Yet, he traveled alone from the Southern Domain, traversing the void to reach the Northern Domain. He truly has some remarkable abilities."

"He acquired the Ji Family's Great Void Art and even burned to death a Grand Elder of the Ji Family. It's truly unbelievable!"

As Ye Fan's past deeds became known, people were even more astonished, finding them somewhat incredible.

"As an Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, his cultivation path ahead will be extremely difficult. Who knows how far he can go."

When this news spread, many sighed. This physique was like a curse. No matter how close to immortal or demonic one's comprehension, one would be locked in this fleshly cage, making the path ahead seem hopeless.

"However, such a physique is worth studying. I imagine all the great Holy Lands are interested."

"He possesses a cauldron forged from the Mother Qi of All Things. Such a treasure will make all major sects envious. Even if the Ji Family doesn't act, his future situation is precarious."

"What a pity, the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body. A curse that's hard to break. His achievements in this life are almost at their limit!"

Some people lamented, feeling that this young man's path ahead was essentially cut off. It would be impossible for him to overcome the "heavenly barrier" left from the Desolate Ancient Era.

"He dared to wield a blade against the Ji Family. We originally expected a supreme figure to rise in the future. Who knew he possessed *that* kind of physique."

"Since the Desolate Ancient Era, endless years have passed, and no one has ever been able to break the curse. The mighty and invincible Desolate Ancient Sacred Body has actually fallen to the status of a 'crippled body'. Who knows when a miracle will happen."

People first discussed Ye Fan's actions, then later the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body. No one was optimistic about him, believing he was merely a fleeting, anomalous marvel that would soon wither. This physique had no future to speak of.

At this moment, Ye Fan and Tu Fei had already left the Quzhou region.

"How about it? You're quite the sensation now. Everywhere we go, people are talking about you," Tu Fei said with a laugh. He was riding a green-maned lion, flying across the desolate reddish-brown earth.

"Being at the center of attention isn't necessarily a good thing. Without special means, one's life will be threatened." Ye Fan had no regrets; he had acted precisely to humiliate the Ji Family.

He wore purple robes, his appearance vastly different from before, shedding his previous delicate look. Now, with sharp brows and bright eyes, he exuded a powerful heroism, his temperament completely transformed. He wasn't worried about being recognized even by acquaintances. Without a mount, he strode through the void, moving very quickly.

The big black dog also took to the air, though it wasn't flying on its own. It had pestered Ye Fan into giving it the five-colored jade boat he had acquired. It had modified the boat to resemble a turtle shell, and its color had turned dull black.

Tu Fei chuckled, "You're a celebrity in the regions surrounding Quzhou. All cultivators are talking about you. Next time, if you create an even bigger stir, the news will reach Holy City, and then it'll really be lively."

"What's that? When this Emperor swept across the world back then, no one in the entire Eastern Wasteland didn't recognize me!" the big black dog interjected.

"What's its background? I really want to find a chance to purify it!" Tu Fei gritted his teeth, secretly transmitting his voice to Ye Fan.

"Forget it, why bother with a bald-tailed dog," Ye Fan advised. Then he asked, "Where exactly does the Azure Flood Dragon King live?"

"It's very far. Even at full speed, it would probably take over ten days," Tu Fei replied.

The Northern Domain was truly vast and boundless; some sects were so far apart that it would take a year or even half a year of flight to reach them. Fortunately, the Azure Flood Dragon King's reclusive dwelling wasn't that distant.

"What exactly are you going to do?" Tu Fei didn't believe Ye Fan was simply visiting an old friend.

"To seek refuge. The Ji Family is hunting me all over the world; it's simply not safe outside," Ye Fan couldn't tell the truth. This time, he might offend the demon race.

"I have to warn you, you possess the cauldron forged from the Mother Qi of All Things. Going to the Azure Flood Dragon King's place will likely stir up some trouble."

"Are you saying the Peacock King and the others will act?" Ye Fan frowned.

Yan Ruyu possessed the Extreme Dao Holy Weapon left by a Demon Emperor, and the Peacock King hadn't even considered seizing it, even stepping forward to protect her. Would they then act for the Extreme Dao material he carried?

"The Peacock King and Azure Flood Dragon King are definitely not those kinds of people. But it's hard to say about other demons; there are all sorts of demon cultivators out there," Tu Fei, though a big talker, was very serious at this moment. He said, "If my grandfather didn't have an Extreme Dao Weapon, I might even be tempted by the Root of Profound Yellow in your possession."

"What?! Your family has an Extreme Dao Weapon?" The big black dog's eyes immediately widened. "Don't brag. There are only a few in the entire Eastern Wasteland. How could your family have one?"

"Go find somewhere cool to stay!" Tu Fei felt a deep antipathy towards the big dog.

Ye Fan frowned. The reason he hadn't gone to the Peacock King's domain after arriving in the Northern Domain was precisely his concern that the demon race might covet the treasure he carried.

This was because the cauldron forged from Profound Yellow had already been exposed when he burned the Ji Family Grand Elder in the Southern Domain.

But now, he had no choice... he had to go there, even if it meant risking his life.

He wanted to rescue Pang Bo. He couldn't delay any longer; he was afraid he might never see his friend again.

Although the demons said that in the end, Pang Bo might be completely fulfilled, gaining immense benefits, and the mysterious entity occupying his body would vanish,

Ye Fan didn't believe it.

The words of demons could not be fully trusted. He didn't want Pang Bo to gamble his life; he had to rescue him.

In the past, in the Southern Domain, he had no power; any demon cultivator could restrain him. Even now, his strength was clearly insufficient, but he couldn't wait any longer.

Yan Ruyu had said that everything would conclude within the next few years; time was too pressing. At most, there was a year or a year and a half before everything settled.

Now, although Ye Fan's strength was still insufficient, he could only fight with his life on the line. He wouldn't allow himself to regret it for the rest of his life.

Even if his life was at risk, even if he faced death, he had to act. He didn't want to lose this friend.

Cloud Marsh State, as its name suggested, was filled with vast marshes and misty fog, like stepping into a water village.

Half a month later, they arrived.

This oasis was immense, spanning tens of thousands of miles, ranking among the top dozens of oases in the Northern Domain.

Ye Fan sighed, marveling at the sheer vastness of this land. Compared to the lands on the other side of the starry sky, it was simply unimaginable, like something out of a myth.

Cloud Marsh State did not resemble the typical Northern Domain landscape. It was lush and green, teeming with life. Almost everywhere, there were trees and water, a spring every hundred paces, a river every ten miles.

Towering mountains stood, with massive waterfalls completely covering their slopes, a vast expanse of white.

Endless plains were verdant green, and apart from ancient, towering trees, mighty rivers surged everywhere, crisscrossing like ancient dragons dissecting the land.

Huge lakes were ubiquitous, forming vast, endless stretches.

Vast marshes and mist were everywhere; this truly was the home of water.

"The Azure Flood Dragon King—just hearing the name suggests a Flood Dragon who achieved the Dao. It's not surprising he chose such a watery state," the big black dog muttered.

"Don't speak carelessly!" Ye Fan glared at it.

Upon reaching Cloud Marsh State, they had entered the Azure Flood Dragon King's territory. If certain demon cultivators overheard, it could lead to trouble.

"The Azure Flood Dragon King is a powerful senior of the demon race. After transforming into human form, he has existed for over a thousand years, and his cultivation is unfathomable. We must indeed be careful with our words and actions here," Tu Fei said gravely.

Two days later, they arrived at the Azure Flood Dragon King's reclusive dwelling.

Tu Fei took out a jade pendant. The character "Tu" was engraved on it, carved by Tu Tian, the Seventh Great Bandit, with his personal imprint sealed within.

When he activated the jade, a flash of light immediately occurred, and the scenery before them transformed. They had entered an unfamiliar space.

The mountains were majestic, and there were many marshes. Trees were lush and green, and mist pervaded the air. Eighty-one great rivers flowed through this place, and there were no fewer than dozens of lakes.

"A space created by ancient sages!" A glint flashed in the big black dog's eyes.

"You know quite a lot," Tu Fei retorted, giving it a disgruntled look.

"Who goes there...?" From a misty immortal mountain ahead, a shout echoed.

"We're allies. My name is Tu Fei, and I've been here before," Tu Fei replied.

Several figures descended. The men were handsome, the women enchanting, and all carried a hint of demonic aura as they approached.

"So, it's a descendant of Senior Tu Tian." They examined the jade pendant and allowed the group to proceed.

This space was a world unto itself, extremely vast. After passing through the waterfall area, more beautiful scenery unfolded before them.

Before peaks and waterfalls, pavilions, halls, palaces, and towers were visible everywhere.

Ancient vines, old trees, strange flowers, and exotic herbs were abundant.

"So, it's a descendant of the Tu family. You haven't been here for a long time, have you?"

Along the way, older demon cultivators, whom Tu Fei recognized, greeted him, and he respectfully responded to each one.

"Haha... Brother Tu has arrived! I've missed you dearly," a young demon man said as he flew over with several figures and landed.

He had a towering physique, dressed in green iron armor, with a powerful, robust build full of explosive strength. His eyes shone like stars, radiating brilliance. Most remarkably, a pair of crystalline dragon horns gleamed amidst his green hair.

This was a Flood Dragon!

In the Eastern Wasteland, where true dragons were absent, Flood Dragons were absolutely considered a royal clan among the demon race.

Ye Fan knew this youth must have an extraordinary identity.

"Brother Qingyi, your demeanor is even more outstanding than before," Tu Fei said with a smile, stepping forward.

Indeed, this was a descendant of the Azure Flood Dragon King, named Qingyi, and was revered as the Little Azure Flood Dragon King.

"And this is...?"

"This is Ye Fan. Lord Peacock King holds him in high regard," Tu Fei introduced.

A divine light flashed in Little Azure Flood Dragon King's eyes, and he smiled, "I know. I've long heard of your great name. To have burned a Ji Family Grand Elder to death—you are indeed a young hero!"

Beside him, the other figures were all demons, who looked over, all showing strange glints in their eyes.

"Please come inside. This is not the place for conversation,"

Little Azure Flood Dragon King said with a smile, clapping his hands. A giant immortal crane flew over, its wings spanning over thirty meters. It carried the group skyward, flying for more than twenty miles before stopping and landing on a beautiful immortal mountain.

Here, every mountain peak had large palace complexes. Little Azure Flood Dragon King led them to one of his own palaces.

As they ascended the massive stone steps and entered the palace, Little Azure Flood Dragon King said, "I have another distinguished guest here."

"Who is it?" Tu Fei asked.

"It's one of the top experts of my demon race's younger generation—the Golden-winged Little Peng King."

Upon hearing this, Tu Fei was startled and asked, "Is he a descendant of the Peng King?"

"Precisely. He is a descendant of the great demon power, Peng King, from the central region of the Eastern Wasteland. His cultivation is unfathomable. He came to the Northern Domain this time to attend the Jade Lake Grand Gathering and also to meet the Yaoguang Saint Son," Little Azure Flood Dragon King said.

Ye Fan was surprised. The Yaoguang Saint Son was almost unrivaled among his peers. For this Golden-winged Little Peng King to challenge him, one could imagine how terrifying his cultivation must be.

"I've long heard of the Golden-winged Little Peng King's great name; I didn't expect him to come to the Northern Domain," Tu Fei said.

Inside the magnificent palace, carved beams and painted pillars adorned with golden and jade ornaments shimmered. Mist swirled on the floor. Beautiful demonesses stood on both sides, as if one had entered the legendary Ancient Demon Heavenly Court.

Several young demons were seated inside. One of them had incredibly sharp eyes, a pale complexion, and golden hair that cascaded over his shoulders, brilliant like sunlight, exuding great heroism.

"This is the Golden-winged Little Peng King," Little Azure Flood Dragon King introduced.

The golden-haired man stood up and nodded to them.

Then, Little Azure Flood Dragon King introduced Tu Fei and Ye Fan.

Upon hearing Ye Fan's name, two dazzling divine lights immediately shot out from the Golden-winged Little Peng King's pupils, striking fear into one's heart.

"Are you Ye Fan, whom the Desolate Ancient Ji Family seeks to apprehend?"

Ye Fan nodded. Being wanted by a Desolate Ancient Aristocratic Family indeed had a significant impact; even the Golden-winged Little Peng King, who had just arrived in the Northern Domain, knew about it.

*Swoosh!*

A blinding golden claw, radiating piercing light, lashed out towards Ye Fan—it was terrifying. This was a Peng bird's claw!

It was the enormous claw manifested by the Golden-winged Little Peng King, covering the entire hall, seemingly capable of tearing through space, enveloping Ye Fan beneath it.

*Bang!*

A flash of green light. Little Azure Flood Dragon King made his move, blocking the huge Peng claw. He asked, "Brother Peng, what is the meaning of this?"

Tu Fei also reacted, angrily demanding, "Golden-winged Little Peng King, what do you mean?"

Within Ye Fan's glabella, his powerful divine sense was ready to burst forth at any moment. He had genuinely felt the threat of death just now. That claw from the Golden-winged Little Peng King had been aimed at his life.

The Golden-winged Little Peng King's golden hair fluttered, completely unconcerned, as he said, "I wish to borrow an item from him."

"You can say you want to borrow an item, but why try to take his life the moment you act?" Tu Fei questioned.

"What do you wish to borrow?" Ye Fan asked coldly.

"I want to borrow the Root of Profound Yellow for a while!" The Golden-winged Little Peng King stood with his hands clasped behind his back, looking down at Ye Fan. His words were domineering, as if allowing no room for argument.

"What if I don't lend it?" Ye Fan hadn't expected that he would be asked for the cauldron forged from the Mother Qi of All Things the moment he arrived.

"Then I'll simply take it myself!" the Golden-winged Little Peng King said indifferently, not even bothering to look Ye Fan in the eye, displaying an air of absolute arrogance.

"Brother Peng, you're being a bit excessive. Brother Ye is my guest after all," Little Azure Flood Dragon King frowned.

"What guest? Those not of our kind are sure to have different intentions!" The Golden-winged Little Peng King stared at Ye Fan as if he were already dead.

"What do you mean?" Tu Fei demanded.

"Naturally, that doesn't include you." The Golden-winged Little Peng King, with hands clasped behind his back, glanced at Ye Fan and said, "He's just an Desolate Ancient Crippled Body. If he's killed, he's killed. What use is there in keeping him?"

"You...!" Tu Fei's brows shot up.

"The Root of Profound Yellow, that sacred item—I will have it!" The Golden-winged Little Peng King was almost utterly devoid of human emotion.

"Brother Peng, this is not good..." Little Azure Flood Dragon King frowned.

"I'll give you two choices," the Golden-winged Little Peng King said, utterly devoid of human emotion. He stared at Ye Fan, his voice icy and ruthless. "One, leave the Root of Profound Yellow and I'll spare your life. Two, I take it myself and end your life!"

Tu Fei was enraged. He had never met someone so utterly unreasonable. Although he knew the Golden-winged Little Peng King was invincible among his peers in the central Eastern Wasteland, he couldn't help but feel his anger surge.

Ye Fan's glabella trembled, his divine sense transforming into a golden sword an inch long, ready to be unleashed at any moment.

"Don't you dare fight me. Otherwise, you'll die without a complete corpse..." The Golden-winged Little Peng King, a tall figure, showed insane killing intent in his eyes, looking down at Ye Fan from above.