Chapter 1293: A Strange Aura

The Yuan Lord felt heartbroken after the meal; not only did he gain insufficient benefits from Xu Fan, but he also had to contribute a large portion himself.

“Are you aiming to exploit a fat sheep? You won’t have another chance next time,” the Yuan Lord said, looking at the elders of the Primordial Sect.

“Not at all! We trust the Yuan Lord; there will surely be more opportunities for wealth in the future,” Huangshan replied with a smile.

Afterward, everyone returned to the Three Thousand Realms, and Xu Fan took Zhang Weiyun back to the Hidden Spirit Sect.

“Husband, I need to go into seclusion to break through to the saint realm,” Zhang Weiyun said.

“Go ahead; I will guard you here,” Xu Fan replied, lounging on a chair, still savoring the delicious meal.

That meal at the Ten Thousand Saints Tower was so delightful that it left Xu Fan feeling a bit floaty, even affecting his spirit.

In the seclusion courtyard, only Xu Fan remained alone.

“I didn’t expect the Yuan Lord to have such a past,” Xu Fan smiled as he reflected.

In the past, when the Yuan Lord was young and arrogant, he felt invincible among those in the same realm, believing he could take on even a chaotic saint.

With that proud mindset, he encountered a powerful alien from another race who had just become a Great Saint while wandering in the Chaotic Mist Area.

It was as if fate had predetermined their meeting, and neither of them found the other pleasing.

Thus, it naturally led to a fight, and this battle lasted for one hundred years.

Afterward, the two of them stopped and shared a feeling of mutual admiration, which led them to become friends.

This storyline developed quite well, but just a few tens of millions of years later, the Yuan Lord’s friend advanced to become a chaotic saint.

This left the Yuan Lord feeling somewhat unsettled.

He felt as if seeing his friend prosper was more painful than if he had defeated him.

Later, the Yuan Lord began to pressurize his friend.

This was the information Xu Fan gleaned from the Yuan Lord’s remarks.

However, one piece of information caught Xu Fan’s interest.

There was a passage leading outside the encirclement of the two Great God or Demon empires.

“If I can find that passage, it will definitely benefit Number Two’s venture,” Xu Fan mused, stroking his chin.

With this thought, Xu Fan sent a message to the Yuan Lord.

“Don’t think about that passage; we won’t be able to get out.”

The last piece of massive information came from the Yuan Lord, containing details about that passage.

“Got it,” Xu Fan said upon reviewing the information, knowing there was no hope.

Yet, he still tried to send the information to Number Two.

Just as Xu Fan relaxed in his chair, working on the system, the Holy Light Palace suddenly lit up.

“Master, a team of disciples encountered a saint-level chaotic giant beast in the Chaotic Mist Area and were all perished; currently, their spirits have been retrieved.”

In the Holy Light Palace, hundreds of transparent figures appeared.

“That Great Saint level chaotic giant beast attacked suddenly, and we didn’t have time to mobilize the sect branch’s forces,” Grape explained.

“It’s fine, as long as the most crucial spirit is intact,” Xu Fan said, appearing outside the Holy Light Palace.

As he looked at the fallen disciples in the Holy Light Pool, he suddenly remembered a message from avatar number two.

“Maybe I should prepare a batch of high-quality saint-level puppets,” Xu Fan mused, stroking his chin.

“How long does it take to rebuild a celestial body?”

“The fastest is 112 years, and the slowest is 232 years,” Grape replied.

“Alright, let’s go with that,” Xu Fan nodded and headed straight into the underground space.

Inside the body of a chaotic giant beast, avatar number two, who was studying the Chaotic Wide Road Furnace, suddenly received Xu Fan’s message.

“Getting a batch of high-quality saint-level puppets? Easy enough,” avatar number two said, glancing at the Chaotic Wide Road Furnace.

He then began frantically stuffing the furnace with chaotic spirit ore.

Soon, one after another, saint-level god or demon puppets began to emerge.

After that, he used less valuable chaotic spirits to craft more quasi-saint level puppets.

From the massive chaotic giant beast, a small chaotic giant beast, resembling a bird, suddenly flew out.

As soon as it entered the Chaotic Mist Area, it concealed itself and sped toward the Three Thousand Realms.

“That’s all I can do; any more and the Grand Leader will notice,” avatar number two said.

At the Hidden Spirit Sect’s cafeteria, new disciples were eating.

Zhang Xueling sat at a corner table, quietly eating alone, his eyes filled with satisfaction as he observed the new disciples.

“This one’s good, this one has potential, this one’s a battle body,” Zhang Xueling thought to himself, evaluating each one.

Just then, Jiang Huayue, radiating sword intent, walked past Zhang Xueling.

“He must be the strongest of this generation; his talent even surpasses Junior Sister Xiao’s. Impressive,” Zhang Xueling remarked with approval.

At that moment, Xiao Luofan sat down at the table across from Zhang Xueling.

“Senior Brother, admiring the future pillars of our sect again?” Xiao Luofan said with a smile.

“Of course! They’re the future of our sect,” Zhang Xueling replied, pointing out a few disciples he had high hopes for.

“Senior Brother, if you have time, you should head to the Chaotic Mist Area and gather some Primordial Purple Qi crystals.

“You’re already a Great Luo Saint; it’s unacceptable not to have any Primal Spiritual Treasures,” Xiao Luofan said.

“I’m fine staying at the sect. Besides, I’m not interested in all that fighting,” Zhang Xueling replied lightly.

“What a waste of your cultivation and fighting strength.”

“No need to feel sorry for me; there are plenty of brothers and sisters in the sect stronger than me.”

As they spoke, Jiang Huayue approached them.

“Greetings, Teacher Zhang,” Jiang Huayue said respectfully.

Aside from overseeing the Sutra Pavilion, Zhang Xueling also taught new disciples.

“What’s the matter? Do you have questions about swordsmanship?” Zhang Xueling asked.

“I’d like to know how I can meet the Grand Elder,” Jiang Huayue replied respectfully.

“That’s simple. If you’re the first to reach the true immortal realm, the Grand Elder will summon and reward you.

“Also, if you can take first place on the sect’s Fighting Strength Rankings during your time, the Grand Elder might summon you if he’s in the sect.”

“Why do you want to meet the Grand Elder?” Zhang Xueling asked curiously.

“I feel there’s something in my soul core, and I’d like to ask the Grand Elder to remove it,” Jiang Huayue said.

Hearing this, a rune appeared in Zhang Xueling’s gaze as he probed Jiang Huayue’s soul core, but he found nothing.

Just then, Xu Fan’s voice rang out.

“Let him come over; you won’t understand.”

In the courtyard, Xu Fan looked at Jiang Huayue with curiosity.

“Greetings, Grand Elder,” Jiang Huayue bowed respectfully.

“Rise. It seems the grand formation that detects the Three Thousand Realms needs an update,” Xu Fan said, lightly pointing to the sky.

Suddenly, a pure chaotic aura transformed into a dragon and merged into Jiang Huayue’s body.

At that moment, a strange aura began to emanate from Jiang Huayue.