Chapter 415: Phoenix

"Brother Ye, I heard people say you're quite familiar with the fairy from Miaoyu Nunnery?" Feng Lie asked.

Ye Fan glanced at him and said, "Why are you asking that?"

"Aren't I looking out for you? My sister is very proud; even if your Holy Body has just reached initial completion, she might not pay you any mind. Let's avoid any more rumors," Feng Lie warned.

The last time he was ordered to test Ye Fan, Ye Fan showed no mercy and gave him a fierce beating, staging a comical scene of a brother-in-law beating his younger brother-in-law.

At the time, Feng Lie was furious and incredibly annoyed, vowing to never let Ye Fan off the hook. However, seeing Ye Fan successfully break through, he immediately lost all his anger.

"Brother Ye, how can I meet Fairy Miaoyi? Give me some advice. Some friends and I want to see her," Feng Lie whispered, afraid the elders might hear.

"No wonder you're so interested," Ye Fan said, sweeping his gaze over him. He spoke earnestly, "At your young age, don't pick up bad habits. You should avoid places like that."

"You're two years younger than me!" Feng Lie grumbled, secretly very disdainful but not daring to show it.

"What are you dawdling about?" Ye Fan glared at him.

"I mean, I want to broaden my horizons. How about this, Brother Ye, you take us? I swear I won't tell my sister," Feng Lie cajoled.

Ye Fan was truly speechless. This cheap brother-in-law was quite a character. He immediately slapped him and said, "What nonsense are you spouting?"

"You've been to that place yourself, don't pretend to be righteous in front of me!" Feng Lie muttered indignantly, his voice barely audible.

Ye Fan found him amusingly exasperating. This guy was really something else, trying to drag him along to Miaoyu Nunnery. If the Wind Clan Holy Master found out, he would surely break his legs.

"Don't worry, this isn't a test or a trial. I don't want to get beaten by you again."

"Go find somewhere cool to stay," Ye Fan glared at him, then ignored him. Now that his Holy Body had reached minor completion, he knew countless eyes were on him. A slight misstep could lead to grave danger.

"You're so boring!" Feng Lie scoffed and walked away.

Ye Fan rubbed his chin, wanting to smile but unable to. Even if he wanted to see An Miaoyi, he couldn't possibly go with Feng Lie.

Not long after, Feng Lie returned. "Brother Ye," he said, "one of our clan's old ancestors said to have us accompany you for a stroll. We'll be leaving the Divine City soon."

Ye Fan's expression shifted. This was a sensitive period; going out now wasn't a good idea. He didn't understand why the Wind Clan would make such a decision.

"It's fine to go. This was the Peerless Divine King's idea. He's about to depart and wishes to make one last move," an elder from the Wind Clan said, entering the room.

Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat. Divine King Jiang's days were numbered. This was meant to be a final deterrent, and it was highly possible he would never appear again after this...

The Divine City was as bustling as ever, with busy streets and endless streams of people. The recent stir caused by the Holy Body's breakthrough had attracted numerous cultivators.

Feng Lie's friends were either heirs of Holy Lands or scions of ancient aristocratic families, all with significant backgrounds. The men were dashing and heroic, the women beautiful and charming—a veritable group of privileged young nobles.

"Feng Lie, your sister's husband is incredibly formidable. Are you feeling a lot of pressure?"

"On the night of the full moon, I personally witnessed the terrifying power of the Holy Body. He alone withstood the 'Immortal Tribulation Melody.' All our fellow Holy Sons were awestruck; no one dared to make a move."

"Your sister is three years older than him, and even you are two years older. Won't it feel awkward to call him 'brother-in-law'?"

Some men and women teased Feng Lie, completely oblivious to Ye Fan in the distance.

Others, however, looked displeased. They were suitors of Feng Huang and did not wish for this marriage alliance to succeed.

"Feng Huang hasn't arrived yet, has she? I heard she disdains this marriage alliance and doesn't want to meet the Holy Body at all. And the Wind Clan hasn't officially made a decision yet, so anything could still change."

"Feng Huang possesses beauty that can make fish sink and wild geese fall, and flowers hide their faces and the moon retreat. She's astonishingly talented, having created a divine art at the age of thirteen. It's perfectly understandable if she doesn't choose the Holy Body."

"The Holy Body couldn't cultivate before. Even if he succeeded in breaking through, who knows what will happen in the future? It's full of uncertainties. The Wind Clan doesn't need to be overly concerned about him."

The earlier teasing was fine, but these later comments made Feng Lie's expression change. He said, "Don't talk nonsense."

"Hey Feng Lie, what's wrong with you? Didn't you also dislike that Holy Body?"

"Yeah, didn't you get a good beating from him not long ago? Why are you defending him now?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Feng Lie stopped them, not expecting them to say such things.

A faint smile touched Ye Fan's lips as he strolled over. His eyes were clear, his hair flowed, and he exuded an otherworldly aura like a banished immortal, with a nimble and elegant demeanor.

"The Holy Body..."

Those who had just been speaking grew tense and quickly shut their mouths. Even their Holy Son senior or junior brothers were intimidated by the person before them, let alone themselves.

Ye Fan's Holy Body had just reached initial completion, and his battle against the peerless genius Xia Jiuyou on a moonlit night had awed everyone in the younger generation. How many now dared to contend with him?

Thinking of terrifying ancient phenomena like the "Immortal King Descending upon Nine Heavens" and "Chaos Sowing Green Lotus," these people still felt their hearts pounding. Not to mention Ye Fan's terrifying physique, with golden blood energy soaring into the sky, comparable to a true dragon.

"Brother Ye..." everyone greeted him. Several young men among them were very nervous, fearing Ye Fan would take their earlier words to heart.

However, a few of the women were quite active, their beautiful eyes gleaming with unusual brilliance as they stepped forward to converse with Ye Fan.

"Brother Ye, we've witnessed your incredible bravery firsthand, and we've also heard your Origin Technique is unparalleled. Would you be able to give us a demonstration?"

"Exactly! There's a Holy Land Stone Gambling House just ahead. Why don't you let us witness it?"

The young women, bright-eyed and smiling, spoke one after another.

Ye Fan didn't refuse. He wanted to try his luck at the various stone gambling houses, holding onto a sliver of hope that he could cut open a stone to find an immortal medicine to save the Divine King and little Tingting.

After all, the Purple Kirin was just a seed. Although it could extend lifespan, it certainly couldn't compare to a mature divine medicine and probably wouldn't fundamentally cure them.

Unfortunately, after half a day, he hadn't cut open a single stone, as even using all his abilities and activating his Heaven Origin Divine Sense, he couldn't find the immortal treasure he needed.

He could only sigh. Immortal divine medicines were so precious precisely because they were incredibly rare and hard to come by; even in the ancient eras, there were only a few.

Was the Peerless Divine King truly going to perish? Ye Fan was very unwilling. His original intention in his heart finally became even firmer, and he began to continue collecting Divine Source stone skins.

For several days, Ye Fan hadn't appeared outside. Now, walking through the various stone gambling houses, he immediately attracted special attention, and many cultivators were extremely enthusiastic.

Ye Fan's last stop was the Ji Family Stone Gambling House, hoping to find another Stone King. Unfortunately, he was ultimately completely disappointed, still finding nothing.

"Brother Ye, congratulations on breaking the curse!"

"What joyous news! The Great Accomplishment Holy Body is finally reappearing in the world."

"Little Brother Ye, I've arranged a banquet at Drunken Immortal Pavilion. Today, we won't stop until we're drunk."

It was as if everyone knew him. Enthusiastic greetings came from all directions, and Ye Fan responded with a smile to each one until his facial muscles gradually went numb, finally forcing him to leave.

*Boom!*

On the way back, a thunderous boom erupted. The sky was torn apart as the Peerless Divine King made his move, instantly killing all those with ill intentions who had been lurking in the shadows.

"This..." Many cultivators in the Divine City blanched, their hearts filled with immense shock.

The Peerless Divine King was about to pass away, yet he still possessed such combat power. This deeply unsettled people, especially those with ulterior motives, who immediately went into hiding and dared not make another move.

Feng Huang arrived, so suddenly that it took everyone by surprise.

Even the Wind Clan members hadn't received prior notice; it was only when they saw her that they realized the family's jewel had arrived.

Feng Huang's beautiful name was renowned throughout the Eastern Wasteland. She was the Wind Clan's dazzling jewel, possessing not only unparalleled beauty but also astonishing cultivation talent. She had created a divine art at the age of thirteen and had even fought the Golden-Winged Little Peng King to a draw.

After seeing her, Ye Fan felt that this woman's appearance matched her name perfectly.

She was graceful and slender, dressed in a brilliant five-colored radiant gown that seemed woven from phoenix divine feathers. Its divine splendor was dazzling, with five-colored light shimmering and flowing, truly captivating.

Her legendary peerless face was hidden, as she wore a phoenix mask that glowed with radiating light, making it impossible to see through.

She possessed immortal skin and jade bones, a layer of crystalline light flowing around her, radiating incomparable purity. Her immortal physique was tall and slender, standing gracefully. Her waist was incredibly thin, and her delicate body's curves were perfectly alluring, without a single flaw. Her entire being shimmered with radiant light, resplendent and vibrant, making it impossible to look directly at her.

In fact, she truly resembled a proud immortal phoenix, lifting her flawless, crystalline chin to reveal a swan-like white neck, utterly arrogant as she declared, "It's impossible for me to marry you!"

Ye Fan smiled, said nothing, and maintained a calm expression.

Feng Huang was dazzlingly beautiful, her dark hair shimmering with crystalline light, her entire body like jade, radiant and eye-catching. She held her head high and stated, "What if you are the Holy Body? I, Feng Huang, do not fancy you! I don't care what arrangements the family had before, but from today onward, there will be no relationship between us."

"Actually, you don't need to say these things to me. You can go directly to the Wind Clan Holy Master. Wouldn't everything be settled once you explain it to him?" Ye Fan said calmly.

"You don't need to tell me that; I know it naturally. I just want you to understand that there can be no engagement between us!" Feng Huang's voice was clear and pleasant to the ear, but her meaning was anything but gentle.

"All right, you've said your piece, and I've heard it. You can go to the Wind Clan Holy Master now," Ye Fan said, sipping his tea, looking completely unconcerned.

Feng Huang, with her five-colored aura flowing, seemed like a fairy from a celestial palace who had accidentally fallen to the mortal world. She still held her head high, as if standing atop the clouds, and let out a soft huff before sweeping her phoenix-like eyes over Ye Fan several times.

People from the Wind Clan arrived upon hearing the news, and several elder figures entered the room one after another.

"Our little princess has arrived. Why aren't you coming to see us old geezers?" The elders all smiled, clearly doting on Feng Huang.

Feng Huang gracefully curtsied, her voice soft and delicate, showing she knew well how to please these elders.

"Why did our Wind Clan's jewel say that just now?" The elders all seemed to have overheard her words.

Feng Huang, graceful and slender, gently shook her head. Her voice was sweet as she said, "Honored Ancestors, I have no desire to get engaged to the Holy Body."

"Why?" an elder asked.

"Why indeed? Why should I get engaged to him?" Feng Huang retorted.

"You..." The elders were tongue-tied. Some things truly couldn't be said in front of Ye Fan, as it would appear too pragmatic, even though everyone knew the unspoken reasons.

"So what if he's the Holy Body? We have no connection, and I've never known him. Even if I were truly to marry, I would choose someone who could become a Great Emperor, not merely a quasi-emperor!" Feng Huang declared, her head held high, her body gleaming, radiant with flowing colors, and her voice captivating. "Even in terms of strength, I myself have hope of reaching that step. Why should I get engaged to him?"