Chapter 733: Inducing the World's Turmoil

**Chapter 736: Stirring Up the World's Winds and Clouds**

Tongtong was very quiet, like a meticulously carved jade figurine. Her large eyes, distinct in their black and white, blinked continuously. She didn't talk much. A divine sun pulsed within her, radiating outwards, making her flesh pure and radiant.

"As expected, this child possesses the blood of an ancient Holy Emperor," others complimented, seeing the child as a good starting point for their intentions.

Princess Yueshi had a Divine Phoenix hairpin in her dark hair, from which hung numerous Sea God Pearls. Her figure was graceful, swaying with every step, captivating all who beheld her. Every inch of her skin seemed to glow, making her enchantingly beautiful. As the second most beautiful woman of her time, she naturally had countless admirers. Her phoenix eyes exuded spiritual energy; every frown and smile seemed to dim the sun and moon. She knelt down, stroked Tongtong's head, and gently asked, "Would you like to come to the Ziwei Divine Dynasty with me?"

Everyone's hearts trembled. This was clearly an open attempt to win over Ye Fan. Weren't they afraid of displeasing the Golden Crow Race and the Taiyin Sect? Among the immortal inheritances on the mainland, the Ziwei Divine Dynasty was the first to openly court Ye Fan; others had only extended olive branches in secret.

"No, I want to stay with Master," the five-year-old child said, shaking his head. His large, black-gem-like eyes glanced at Ye Fan.

"Congratulations, Brother Ye, on taking such a fine disciple," said Princess Yueshi, her smile blossoming like a crystal flower, shimmering and brilliant.

Ye Fan was momentarily stunned. The child had indeed mentioned wanting to become his disciple, but he had never agreed. He hadn't expected the little one to bring it up again.

"I am Master's eldest disciple, and in twenty years, all of Master's current enemies will be defeated by my hand." The childish voice echoed in Venerable Xuan Gui's cave abode. Everyone present was stunned.

In ancient times, an unparalleled prodigy once declared, "Today you are my enemies; in twenty years, you will only be able to contend with my disciples." Later, just as he had prophesied, his achievements shook the world. A mere journey by one of his disciples was enough to intimidate the world, becoming a legendary tale.

"The child doesn't understand anything; he's just speaking nonsense," Ye Fan said with a laugh. He ruffled the little one's shiny black hair. Despite his explanation, the words left a deep impression on everyone's minds. They took a profound look at him, then at Tongtong.

The people from the Human King Palace secretly invited Ye Fan to become an external guardian of their doctrine. This was truly a great honor, with perhaps only one such person appearing every millennium.

"Sea God Island, an island left behind by deities in the Northern Sea, Brother Ye, you really should visit it." A woman from Sea God Island extended a warm invitation.

"If Fellow Daoist Ye has time, you are welcome to visit my Sunset Glow Palace," a venerable sect leader sincerely invited.

Ye Fan displayed formidable combat power and terrifying potential, astonishing many, who all extended invitations and sought to win him over.

"Ding ding dong dong." Princess Yueshi played the zither, its notes like clear springs tapping against stones, like moonlight accompanying immortal melodies. It evoked a beautiful, ethereal, and otherworldly scene. With her fair hand, she raised a silver cup, offered Ye Fan fine wine, and once again gracefully invited him.

"Alright, if I return to the mainland, I will pay a visit to the Ziwei Divine Dynasty," Ye Fan said.

"It's a promise, then," Princess Yueshi said with a sweet smile, brightening the entire cave abode.

The banquet lasted for a long time before people gradually dispersed. During this time, the news had already spread, causing an uproar in the Northern Sea and astonishing cultivators throughout the boundless waters.

A few days later, major sects on the mainland also received the news, triggering a huge sensation and leaving everyone astounded. The commotions Ye Fan caused were more intense each time, truly shaking the world. This time, all three individuals who died were unparalleled prodigies!

The Nine-Headed Flood Dragon King, who rose from the vast marsh, was the foremost unrivaled master among the younger generation of the Northern Sea, having never suffered a defeat in his life. However, upon encountering Ye Fan, his unbeaten myth was shattered, and he perished.

Chiyang, the youngest giant of the Golden Crow Race, the king's younger brother, was unfathomable. Yet, he was killed by Ye Fan with a single blow, his blood staining the Northern Sea—a feat almost mythical.

The Taiyin God-Child, with his unparalleled talent, dominated the mainland. He intimidated ancient living fossils from all directions and had slain countless heroes. Yet, he too was defeated and perished.

"Was this truly the work of one person? Slaying three prodigies in a single day is simply unheard of!"

"Each of them was an unrivaled genius in their region, yet they fell in such a way. The path to becoming a Great Emperor is indeed paved with blood and bones!"

Ye Fan's performance was phenomenal, filling the people of the mainland with dread and awe. All conversations during this period revolved around him.

"This Ye Fan has been in the Northern Sea recently and hasn't even set foot on the mainland, yet he has already stirred up the world's winds and clouds. What kind of turmoil will he cause if he returns?" someone questioned.

"If he appears, he will surely become the focus of worldwide attention, and there will definitely be earth-shattering battles!"

At this time, Ye Fan was exploring scenic and secluded spots in the sea. He was not in a hurry to leave. He accepted invitations from some major forces and visited their islands. He was further understanding this world, inquiring whether a Five-Colored Altar had ever appeared in the Ziwei Ancient Starfield. This was because he wanted to return.

"We've heard some whispers; there are incomplete records in certain ancient texts," some venerable sect leaders responded, "but they disappeared into the depths of endless time."

Ye Fan was shocked. How powerful was the Ziwei Ancient Starfield before the Primordial Era? The Five-Colored Altars seemed to be more than just one or two; there might have been many! As expected of the legendary Ancient Emperor Star, in its distant past, this place must have been extremely prosperous, having experienced an incomparably brilliant and glorious era. Yet now, not a single Ancient Emperor's weapon remained. Even the Undying Medicine had been taken away by a Human Emperor.

"Legend has it that at the extreme north of the Northern Sea, there's a gill-roc that has been dormant since ancient times, an ancient saint. There might be a Five-Colored Altar in that place."

"Don't mislead people; that place is impossible to find. Even if you find the nest of the ancient gill-roc, entering means certain death. In the past, a four-thousand-year-old Divine King entered and was shattered without even a groan."

Upon hearing this news, Ye Fan sighed. That place was completely out of the question; even if he found it, it would be a suicide mission.

Half a month later, Ye Fan successfully returned to the mainland by utilizing ancient teleportation array patterns that had survived on some deserted islands. However, this time he did not enter Luzhou in the north, but instead arrived in Shenzhou in the east. He had heard that this continent contained many ancient ruins and wished to search for a Five-Colored Altar.

"Do you think that person named Ye will return to the mainland? Are his battle achievements real? I find them too unreal. The Taiyin God-Child once single-handedly suppressed the ten great sects of the Eastern Lands; all four directions were silent, and no one dared to challenge him, yet he was slain in such a way."

"Absolutely true, none of his battle achievements are exaggerated. Just wait and see; once he returns, there will undoubtedly be an earth-shattering uproar. The Golden Crow Race is practically driven mad now. Northern Luzhou is almost scorched by them. The entire race is determined to kill the young man named Ye."

This was a bustling tavern. Ye Fan chose a window seat on the second floor, listening to the discussions of some cultivators.

"Have the half-page immortal scripture from the Ancient Longevity Temple of Nether Ridge and the half-page immortal scripture from the Human King Palace been successfully exchanged yet?"

"For the past few years, they have been wary of each other. They attempted to exchange scriptures several times, but each time it came to naught, fearing deception from the other party."

Ye Fan listened quietly, discovering that many significant events had occurred on the mainland over the past four years, enough to shake all four seas!

At the Human King Palace, the venerable old king, who was three thousand seven hundred years old, passed away. His life's achievements were extraordinary and defied the heavens, and now he had reached his end. This allowed many major sects to breathe a sigh of relief.

Yin Tiande meditated in life-and-death seclusion for ten years, becoming immeasurably powerful after emerging. He followed the footprints left by the original owner of the Eight Scenic Palace, riding a green ox westward. Someone once witnessed purple qi coming from the east, spanning eight thousand li.

A generation's prodigy, the Peacock Great Bright King, attempted to break through to the third layer of the Immortal Platform. He ultimately failed, being incinerated into ashes, his body and spirit perishing.

Yi Qingwu, whose beauty overshadowed all other women in the entire ancient starfield, broke into the Eight Restrictions domain and ascended to the ninth small step of the second layer of the Immortal Platform. With her icy skin and jade bones, she was pure and flawless, revered as a goddess.

Lu Ya entered seclusion for four years. Upon emerging, nine Golden Crow Ancestor Dharma Idols appeared behind him, shocking the world.

In the Ziwei Divine Dynasty, the unparalleled Divine Diviner Grand Tutor passed away. Before his demise, he used his lifelong cultivation to divine, learning that the dynasty would surely flourish and that a divine infant would descend from the heavens in the future to become the Divine Lord.

"In the past four years, with the ebb and flow of events, too much has happened," Ye Fan sighed, "as unpredictable as the vast ocean." After finishing his food, he took little Tongtong's hand and walked downstairs.

"That person..." A cultivator watched Ye Fan's retreating figure with suspicion. Then he looked at the five-year-old child Ye Fan was holding, whose flesh glowed translucently, and a look of shock appeared on his face. He exclaimed, "Could it be that he has returned?"

"Thump, thump..." He quickly rushed downstairs and chased after them. However, the street was already empty, with no one in sight. Others, seeing this, all showed surprise and followed him down.

"Brother Qi, what's wrong? You just returned from overseas recently. Did you perhaps encounter an old friend, or an unparalleled expert like Daoist San Que?"

"If I'm not mistaken, that person from the Northern Sea has returned. This continent is bound for great chaos," the cultivator named Qi said with a solemn expression.

On this day, an explosive piece of news spread throughout Shenzhou in the east: The person who escaped from the Eye of the Northern Sea had returned!

As soon as this rumor emerged, the world stirred. It was even more shocking than the news of Yin Tiande riding an ox westward. Countless people in the current era had been waiting for Ye Fan's return.

Drawing his bow to shoot the Golden Crows, he consecutively slew five Golden Crow Princes in a single day, and then killed over a hundred Golden Crow experts. His blood stained the Northern Sea, shaking the entire world. Subsequently, he even killed the three greatest prodigies in the world, shattering their invincible aura, astonishing everyone.

Now, this person had actually returned and appeared on the mainland. How could he not attract attention? All directions were astonished. Cultivators from across the world focused their attention on Eastern Shenzhou.

Lu Ya, his hair bristling with rage, emerged bearing the Dark-winged Golden Mirror. With nine Golden Crow Ancestor Dharma Idols appearing behind him, he let out a long howl heavenward. He then traversed the distance towards Eastern Shenzhou.

"Not only did he return alive from the Eye of the Sea to this world," the Goddess Yi Qingwu murmured to herself, "but he also achieved such astonishing battle..." She now astonished the world, a personification of beauty and sanctity. Many cultivators were willing to prostrate themselves at her feet.

The moment Ye Fan appeared, he stirred up the world's winds and clouds. Everyone on the mainland was watching!