Chapter 498: Please God to Kill the Holy Son

Ye Fan instantly decided on a ruthless move, prepared to involve both the ancient inheritances and the two ancient killer dynasties.

“Kid, you’re truly unscrupulous. You can come up with such a wicked idea; it will cause great chaos,” the big black dog chuckled.

“What’s wicked about it? This is a strategy, alright? I’m just doing it for self-preservation,” Ye Fan corrected it.

“Isn’t it the same thing? Cheating people is cheating people, don’t say it so grandiosely.” The big black dog’s large, copper-bell-like eyes spun, gleaming brightly.

“This damn dog definitely has something bad in mind!” Li Heishui knew it was plotting mischief as soon as he saw its expression.

“Damn it, is this Emperor really that underhanded? I’m just thinking if I can get my hands on an ancient scripture,” the big black dog bared its fangs.

“Big brother, what are you doing?” Little Nannan tilted her head, tugging lightly at Ye Fan’s clothes. Her tender, rosy face was filled with confusion, her big eyes innocent and pure.

“Ahem...” The big black dog cleared its throat and said, “Don’t teach bad things to the child.”

They had almost forgotten about Little Nannan. They felt they shouldn’t be too blunt; it was better for the simple-minded little girl to avoid some things for now.

“We’re thinking about how to get rid of bad guys,” Ye Fan said, smiling as he patted her head.

“Oh,” Little Nannan blinked her large eyes and nodded seriously.

Saint Cliff was located in the northernmost part of the Central Domain, bordering the Northern Domain. Although they had traveled millions of miles, they were still in this region because the Eastern Wilderness was simply too vast.

There were endless mountain ranges here. Ye Fan looked around carefully, his eyes showing surprise that the northernmost mountains of the Central Domain also produced sources.

“Those are definitely ‘source mountains.’ Although they are far less abundant than those in the Northern Domain, some can still be found.”

Ye Fan and his companions were not in a hurry to leave. Instead, they wandered through the endless mountains while cultivating. It would be well worth it if they could find a Divine Source mine.

Currently, Ye Fan’s Source Art skills were very high, with few able to rival him. After half a month of exploring these endless desolate mountains, he truly found a small dragon vein.

“Sources have appeared! We dug to the heart of the dragon vein, and it’s… Divine Source!”

Several source blocks floated in the void, their divine light soaring to the sky, never falling, dazzling brilliantly and illuminating the entire ancient underground mine.

Although they weren’t large chunks of divine treasure, each was only about the size of a fist. Yet, together, they were worth 600,000 jin of pure source, which was incredibly impressive.

Any other cultivator would have been ecstatic; such a large amount of source was a true treasure. However, Ye Fan had already seen millions of jin of source, so he wasn’t excited by this.

“If we use these sources to buy a Holy Son’s life, do you think the ancient killer dynasties would accept it?” Ye Fan asked.

“Damn it, this is a rare Divine Source in the world, worth 600,000 jin of pure source! Just give it all to me; I’ll help you take out a Holy Son!” The big black dog drooled, its heart stirred by the treasure.

“This greedy dog…” Li Heishui mumbled.

“What about 600,000 jin of source as the price?” Ye Fan asked again.

“If the ancient killer dynasties truly intend to make a strong comeback, they will definitely take this job to kill a Holy Son and establish their prestige. And who wouldn’t be tempted by so much source!” the big black dog replied.

Ye Fan didn’t want to kill all the Holy Sons at once; that would leave too many traces, and the ancient killer dynasties might not accept such a task.

“The Yaoguang Holy Son!”

He uttered these four words. This Holy Son was a representative figure among the Holy Sons, almost invincible among the younger generation of the Eastern Wilderness. If he were eliminated, it would certainly cause a huge uproar.

“If the Yaoguang Holy Son is slain by an ancient killer dynasty, it will cause immense turmoil!”

“This person is extremely powerful, almost unrivaled among his peers. He’ll likely be difficult to kill, but he could certainly give the killer dynasty’s top assassins a headache.”

Li Heishui and the big black dog were both surprised but also deeply agreed. This was definitely the best candidate.

The Yaoguang Holy Son was unfathomable. He had never fought a life-or-death battle, and no one knew his true capabilities, but Ye Fan always felt he was extremely dangerous.

Two days later, Ye Fan set off alone to find the ancient killer dynasties. He traversed to the Central Domain.

He successively visited several ancient locations, only to find them long desolate, overgrown with weeds. There was no one to contact, and any ancient relics were almost completely eroded.

Half a month later, he approached Qingming Ancient City. According to the Black Emperor, there was a very ancient village nearby that served as an important contact point.

Qingming Ancient City had a long history, ranking among the top ten ancient cities in the Central Domain, and naturally had many legends.

Legend had it that in ancient times, it was very close to the heavens, allowing one to absorb the essence of the sun and moon, with numerous stars swirling around it, making it full of mythical charm.

Today, it naturally no longer displayed these extraordinary phenomena, but it was extremely prosperous, a dazzling pearl of the central region, and one of its most important ancient cities.

Ye Fan used his shapeshifting ability to conceal his true appearance, transforming into a scholar who looked very frail, wandering aimlessly through the city.

Eventually, he found an ancient map in the City Lord’s manor, carefully examined all the surrounding towns, and identified several locations.

The Black Emperor had only told him that Hell had an important contact point near Qingming Ancient City, but it didn't know the exact location or village.

Ye Fan left the city to search, ruling out nine villages. He couldn’t help but frown, as he hadn’t found the so-called contact point at all.

In the end, he could only search around Qingming Ancient City, leaving no place untouched where people might have been.

“Most likely, there will be ancient yin trees planted…”

This was the only clue he could rely on. According to the Black Emperor, people from Hell moved in the darkness, like a group of evil gods, and every contact point would have ancient yin trees planted.

Ye Fan meticulously searched, spending a full three days. At dusk on the third day, he finally saw several ancient yin trees, and his spirits immediately lifted.

This was a dilapidated ruin; there was no ancient village to speak of. It was extremely desolate, completely overgrown by wild grass.

Half a broken stone tablet lay horizontally, and several ancient yin trees had branches reaching to the sky, shrouded in dense, eerie mist, making the place somewhat creepy.

“That’s right, this should be that ancient village. It’s similar to what the Black Emperor described, but it’s been abandoned for tens of thousands of years, who knows how long.”

Ye Fan cleared away the soil, rocks, and weeds, and found some ancient foundations underground, similar in scale to what the Black Emperor had described.

“Can anyone still be contacted here?” He frowned.

However, after circling the area, his brows relaxed. Deeper within the ruins, there were still a few ancient yin trees, and there, he found a stone table and two stone chairs.

“Hell’s style!”

Ye Fan strode over and, following the Black Emperor’s instructions, carved four characters on the stone table: “Yaoguang Holy Son.”

Then, he turned and left without lingering.

Three days later, Ye Fan returned to the site. The four characters were still there, with no result.

He left again, waiting patiently. The Black Emperor had said that it would take at least three days, and at most nine days, for the ancient killer dynasties to give their final reply.

Six days later, he came again, and there was still no change. He muttered to himself, “Hell is very cautious…”

On the ninth day, Ye Fan returned to the spot again. This time, there was a change on the tabletop: a blood-dripping divine sword lay across the four characters.

At the same time, two numbers were written: 200 and 70. Hell had accepted the mission!

This made Ye Fan’s heart skip a beat. The ancient dynasty truly dared to kill the Yaoguang Holy Son, unafraid of the Holy Land. It seemed Hell had recovered its ancient strength.

However, the price was too exorbitant: killing the Yaoguang Holy Son required two million jin of pure source, and 700,000 jin had to be paid upfront.

“So expensive…” Ye Fan was somewhat stunned. This was an outrageous price; he had thought one million jin of source would be enough.

However, after thinking about it, Ye Fan felt relieved. Killing the Yaoguang Holy Son was too significant, as he was the future master of Yaoguang. Apart from the ancient killer dynasties, no other force would dare to provoke such an immortal inheritance.

Ye Fan left several fist-sized Divine Source blocks on the stone table. Their brilliant divine light made the entire ancient village ruins shimmer, and they were easily worth 700,000 jin of source.

“The ancient killer dynasties really know how to make money from sources…” he sighed inwardly. This group of cold-blooded assassins might even be richer than Source Heaven Masters.

Ye Fan did not delay, turning and leaving, disappearing into the desolate outskirts. Soon after, the Divine Source blocks on the stone table silently vanished.

Half a month later, astonishing news arrived: the Yaoguang Holy Son, who had been training outside, went on a rampage under the moonlight, killing thirteen mysterious figures consecutively!

That night, everyone in that region heard roars like a tsunami. The entire mountain range was destroyed, flattened.

As soon as this news broke, it immediately caused a sensation. The Yaoguang Holy Son had actually gone berserk, killing so many powerful enemies in one night. What exactly happened?

Afterward, some people went to investigate thoroughly and found that all thirteen figures had been utterly annihilated, leaving not even a single shard of bone.

That mountain range had been forcefully shattered, with only dozens of broken peaks remaining. The scene was utterly terrifying, as if it had suffered a great catastrophe.

Everyone who witnessed this scene was horrified!

It was clear without a doubt what kind of formidable enemies the Yaoguang Holy Son had encountered. The mountain range itself was devastated to such an extent, making the power of those mysterious figures chilling.

Undoubtedly, those individuals had set up a deadly trap. Such powerful combat strength would have been enough to eliminate several top-tier Holy Sons, yet they still underestimated the Yaoguang Holy Son.

He alone annihilated everyone, leaving no one alive!

No one witnessed that battle, but through subtle clues, a terrifying truth was revealed: the Yaoguang Holy Son was even more formidable than people imagined.

Upon receiving this news, Ye Fan rubbed his chin, remaining silent for a long time. The Yaoguang Holy Son was indeed unfathomable; this was the first time he had displayed his combat strength.

He smiled. Hell’s people had made their move, but lost thirteen powerful individuals. They wouldn’t stop there; a major drama was surely coming next.

Ye Fan was considering drawing the Human World into this as well, perhaps involving another suspicious Holy Son and making the Eastern Wilderness even more chaotic.

However, on that very day, news from the Northern Domain shook him: it concerned the peerless Divine King.

The long-dormant Northern Domain was stirred by immense ripples that day: Jiang Tingting, the little princess of the Jiang family, had returned to her clan.

It was known that she had been taken away by the peerless Divine King in the past, and no one knew where they went; no information could be found.

After Ye Fan had obtained the Immortal Divine Fruit, he had been searching for her without any news. Even the Jiang family members were completely unaware.

Now, the long-missing Little Tingting had suddenly appeared, affecting everyone’s nerves. The question of whether the peerless Divine King was alive or dead might finally come to light.

Countless people rushed to the Northern Domain to learn the truth. Ye Fan’s heart also surged with excitement; he felt it was time to repay his debt of gratitude.