Chapter 1112

Chapter 1112: Grape’s New Body

“Indeed, upgrading comes with its own costs,” Xu Fan sighed.

“Master, the spoils from the Dragon Immortal Palace have been tallied.”

“There are 1326 crystals of Xuanhuang aura and 26 trillion Immortal Jade,” Grape’s voice chimed in.

A list then appeared before Xu Fan, detailing various precious treasures and spirit ore.

“If we set aside the Primal Spiritual Runes, our sect has truly struck gold this time,” Xu Fan commented.

“I think what we got from the Dragon Immortal Palace might just be enough to trade for one Primal Spiritual Rune. Want to think about it?” avatar number one suggested with a chuckle.

“Not now; we’ll stick with celestial script for the time being. I’ll check the market at the Da Qian Celestial Dynasty when I get the chance. Maybe we can find a suitable Primal Spiritual Rune and still have some left over,” Xu Fan explained.

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At the Hidden Moon Sect, Xiao Luofan slowly woke up in her cave dwelling.

She sat up in bed, her gaze wandering aimlessly around the cave.

A sharp pain suddenly pierced her mind, bringing back memories of that fateful day.

“If the traces are erased in the River of Time, does that mean I can never be revived?” Xiao Luofan whispered to herself.

Just then, there was a knock outside her cave.

Xiao Luofan saw it was Elder Tianyue from the sect, so she activated the Formation to open the door.

“Elder Tianyue,” Xiao Luofan greeted, bowing slightly.

But Elder Tianyue quickly stopped her.

“Rest well; an unstable mind is dangerous for a cultivator.”

“Once you’ve recovered, you should visit the Grand Elder,” Elder Tianyue advised gently.

“Thank you, Elder. I’ve come to terms with it now,” Xiao Luofan replied, tears welling up in her eyes.

She hadn’t realized the extent of her brother’s suffering before his death.

Thinking of the Dragon Race, a spark of hatred ignited in Xiao Luofan’s eyes.

“Good that you understand. I came to tell you that the Dragon Immortal Palace is now under our sect’s control.”

“For now, I won’t assign you any tasks. Rest and recover. When you’re ready, you can resume your cultivation,” Elder Tianyue said softly, her tone motherly.

“I understand,” Xiao Luofan nodded firmly.

At that moment, a fierce dragon roar echoed through the entire sect.

Xiao Luofan felt a bit better, thinking of how the sect had stood up to the Dragon Immortal Palace for her, even provoking the dragon race Ancestral Dragon.

She decided she shouldn’t wallow in sadness but instead focus on cultivating harder to repay the sect, so that her fellow disciples and the Grand Elder could enjoy a Grand Dragon Feast every day.

Seeing Xiao Luofan’s resolve, Elder Tianyue nodded and left.

In Xu Fan’s courtyard, Xiao Luofan was preparing tea for him.

“I lost my composure that day, worrying the Grand Elder,” Xiao Luofan said softly as she poured the tea.

“It’s alright; the bond of family is a rare and precious thing, even for cultivators,” Xu Fan reassured her.

“You were just following your heart; it doesn’t count as losing your composure,” Xu Fan said, reclining in his chair.

“You came here to ask if there’s still a chance to bring your brother back, didn’t you?” Xu Fan turned his head slightly to look at Xiao Luofan.

“Yes, my goal was to cultivate to a level where I could reverse the River of Time and save my brother, but now his traces have been erased,” Xiao Luofan said, lowering her head and placing her tea cup on a small table within Xu Fan’s reach.

“Everything in this world has a glimmer of hope; nothing is absolutely impossible,” Xu Fan said, gazing at the sky.

He then lightly pointed toward the sky, and a shimmering River of Time appeared before Xiao Luofan.

“All things leave traces in the River of Time; even if they are erased, it’s only the surface traces that disappear,” Xu Fan explained, showing Xiao Luofan how traces are erased in the River of Time.

He marked the section where the traces had been erased.

The marked section of the river surged forward with the flow of the River of Time, heading toward an unknown destination.

Seeing this, Xiao Luofan suddenly had a moment of clarity.

“Everything in this world is governed by cause and effect. The Dragon Race that erased my brother’s traces in the River of Time must have been an Ancestral Dragon, a quasi-saint.”

“Grand Elder, if we slay this quasi-saint Ancestral Dragon, will my brother’s imprint in the River of Time be restored?” Xiao Luofan asked excitedly.

“No, but you can retrieve your brother’s traces from the causality of this Ancestral Dragon and use those traces to trace back your brother’s past existence.”

“Never mind, explaining this to you now would be too complicated. Just remember one thing: to save your brother, you must become a powerful being among saints,” Xu Fan decided not to delve deeper into the complex explanation.

If he tried to explain, it might take thousands of years to fully clarify.

At that moment, Xiao Luofan’s determination was ignited.

“Grand Elder, I will definitely become the strongest among saints,” Xiao Luofan declared firmly.

“That’s good to hear. Don’t dwell on the past; you need to look forward,” Xu Fan encouraged.

After Xiao Luofan left, Xu Fan ended his leisure time and headed to the underground space.

Avatar Number One was refining a Primal Spiritual Treasure, while Avatar Number Three was crafting some commonly used Postnatal Spiritual Treasures.

“Grape, is everything ready?” Xu Fan asked.

“Master, everything is in Artifact Hall Number Four,” Grape replied, his voice tinged with excitement.

This time, Xu Fan was refining Grape’s new body.

In Artifact Hall Number Four, Xu Fan looked at the Postnatal Spiritual Treasures and various treasures arranged in the hall and nodded in satisfaction.

“If we craft these into your new body, you’ll regain about eighty percent of your former peak computing power. We’ll find ways to enhance it further later,” Xu Fan said as he began crafting Grape’s new body.

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In the barren mountains, Han Feiyu, nearly dried out by the sun, trudged through the scorching land with unwavering determination.

“I can’t die. My brothers, sisters, Master, and Master Ancestor are all waiting for me to return. I can’t die…” Han Feiyu muttered.

After enduring the icy lands, he now faced his greatest challenge in this blazing terrain.

Here, he couldn’t access the liquid stored in his jade gourd, and his cultivation level was suppressed to that of a mortal.

The road wasn’t long; the end was visible in the distance. According to the calculations of the Mechanical Puppet Xiao A, the path was only a thousand miles.

But this short distance had pushed Han Feiyu to his limits.

Like a walking corpse, Han Feiyu stopped and looked at the Mechanical Puppet Xiao A, who was holding an umbrella for him.

With a parched and smoky throat, he asked, “Is there really no way? Even a sip of water would be enough.”

“According to my analysis, there should be beast blood here to quench your thirst, but we haven’t found any yet.”

“So conserve your strength; every step you take matters.”