Chapter 1529

Chapter 1529: Stirring Up Trouble

“Uncle Master, did you destroy that guy earlier, or just subdue him?” Jian Wujie asked curiously.

“I subdued him. No need to kill a fellow human over a robbery,” Wang Xuanxin replied with a smile.

“What do you plan to do with him once we get back? I suggest turning him into a sect puppet for a million years,” Han Feiyu proposed.

“That’s too harsh. I’ll hand him over to your Fifth Martial Uncle. He’s been short on experimental materials lately,” Wang Xuanxin said.

“Fifth Martial Uncle?!” The two gasped in unison.

“Don’t worry, it’s not that kind of experiment. It’s not too dangerous,” Wang Xuanxin reassured them.

“Your Fifth Martial Uncle is kind to our own kind, but ruthless to outsiders,” she added.

“Well, that’s a relief. Hopefully, this taoist friend will turn over a new leaf after this,” Han Feiyu said with a grin.

He knew how terrifying his Fifth Martial Uncle could be. Even a routine experiment would be unbearable for a Chaotic Great Saint.

A small teleportation formation appeared, and a delicate food box floated out of it.

It transformed into a table, laden with an array of mouth-watering delicacies.

The aroma was irresistible, drawing the attention of the three.

“Uncle Wang, I’ve got three jars of Holy Lord Wine here. Let’s have a drink,” Jian Wujie offered.

“Perfect timing. I’ve been craving some sect delicacies,” Wang Xuanxin said, clearly pleased with the feast.

As the Star Ship glided through the Chaotic Mist Area, the trio drank and chatted merrily.

“Uncle Wang, let me tell you, the treasures in this Chaotic Mist Area are endless,” Han Feiyu said.

“If you join us, you’ll be decked out in Primordial Supreme Treasures in no time,” he added.

“No need to talk about joining. Just call me when you need me, and I’ll be there,” Wang Xuanxin said with a wave, her words slightly slurred.

“We’re almost at one of the treasure spots. After we eat, I’ll take you to check it out,” Han Feiyu said, sensing the jade gourd.

“Sounds like a plan!”

In a part of the Chaotic Mist Area thick with chaotic aura, a massive door, ten thousand zhang in length and width, suddenly appeared.

On either side of the door stood two fierce golden warriors, their expressions vivid and lifelike.

“Grape, identify the formation type,” Jian Wujie instructed.

“It’s the Heavenly Force Golden Warrior Formation. It requires brute force to break, with strength at least at the peak Great Saint-level,” Grape’s voice chimed in.

“Leave this to me!”

Wang Xuanxin’s voice rang out as the Chaotic Myriad Paths Disk materialized behind her.

With full strength, she gave the door a few light taps, and a crack appeared.

“Let’s go see what treasures are inside,” Wang Xuanxin said, clapping her hands.

The three stepped through the giant door and found themselves in a lush, vibrant world.

In the center of the vast world, a man with a perfect physique lay in deep slumber. After some exploration, the trio focused their gaze on the man’s face.

“Is this the treasure?” Jian Wujie asked, frowning.

“A soulless body of a chaotic Great Saint—let’s gift it to Fourth Uncle Master,” Han Feiyu suggested after some thought.

As they spoke, a powerful divine sense suddenly locked onto them.

A massive hand appeared, instantly obliterating the three within the treasure.

The vast world continued to function, and the stone door returned to its original state.

“What happened while I was away from the Chaotic Mist Area? How dare someone enter my brother’s tomb!” A cold voice echoed in the ears of the Northern God Holy Lord.

“Holy Lord of Cold Clouds, a new force has recently emerged in the Chaotic Mist Area. They’re reckless and don’t understand the gravity of their actions. Please be lenient,” the Northern God Holy Lord Alliance said.

“Whoever dared to enter my brother’s tomb will face my wrath.”

The voice seemed capable of freezing the entire Chaotic Mist Area.

In another vast world, Xu Fan, who was enjoying time with his wife, suddenly felt a heavy burden of deep karma.

He raised his head slightly, his gaze seemingly piercing through infinite light armor, and met a pair of cold, beautiful eyes.

In an instant, Xu Fan understood the situation.

“Senior Holy Lord, these three juniors accidentally intruded. As their elder, I apologize on their behalf,” Xu Fan said sincerely, though inwardly cursing.

Under normal circumstances, no one could enter that place.

Even with brute force, a peak Great Saint-level being usually couldn’t breach it.

However, the flaw was that the Holy Lord had been absent, and the formation outside the vast world hadn’t been replenished with energy for a long time, weakening its defenses.

This allowed Wang Xuanxin to force it open with sheer strength.

“By disturbing my brother’s peace, those juniors of yours shall not set foot in the Chaotic Mist Area after their rebirth.”

Hearing this, Xu Fan frowned slightly.

If he put himself in the Holy Lord’s shoes, someone intruding into the tomb of a loved one wouldn’t just warrant physical destruction—their root cause would need to be erased as well.

But now, being on the wrong side, he couldn’t argue that way.

“Senior has already acted and erased them. If you’re still unsatisfied, I’ll personally bring those three juniors to apologize before you.”

“But banning them from the Chaotic Mist Area forever—this punishment…” Xu Fan met the Holy Lord’s gaze without fear.

“If you refuse to leave, don’t expect to retain your root cause.”

Above the vast chaotic River of Time, a divine sense locked onto the root causes of all the human race from the Three Thousand Realms.

Sensing this, Xu Fan appeared above the chaotic River of Time.

“Senior, how about a wager? If you can erase the root causes of those three juniors, I’ll lead this branch of the human race away from the Chaotic Mist Area and never return.”

“If you can’t, could you forgive them, considering their unintentional actions?” Xu Fan said lightly.

At that moment, more than twenty pairs of curious eyes appeared above the chaotic River of Time.

“Very well. If you possess such means, I’ll spare them once,” the Holy Lord said, as if hearing a joke.

At that moment, the karmas of Han Feiyu, Jian Wujie, and Wang Xuanxin were slowly drawn from the chaotic River of Time.

In an instant, they were obliterated within a massive jade hand.

But then, their karmas reappeared within the chaotic River of Time.

The Holy Lord frowned and waved his hand, erasing them again.

Yet, they revived once more.

The expressions of all the observing Holy Lords shifted.

This act spoke volumes.

At the very least, the three had become undying beings within this Chaotic Mist Area.

As long as their root cause remained, revival was only a matter of time.

The Holy Lord tried various methods, but none could erase the karmas of the three.

“Impressive. Let this matter rest,” the seated Holy Lord said before vanishing.

“Thank you, Senior Holy Lord, for your magnanimity,” Xu Fan said politely.

In the courtyard of the Hidden Spirit Sect, Xu Fan looked at the three with their heads bowed.

“Be careful from now on. Thankfully, you didn’t disturb that body, or it would’ve been a fight to the death.”