Chapter 1196

Chapter 1196: Special Area

“Money really can move mountains, huh?” Number One and Number Two sighed as they listened to Xu Fan’s story.

Xu Fan opened his hands, and two streams of light flowed into the bodies of Number One and Number Two.

“This is a complete set of chaotic space runes I just bought with the Primordial Purple Qi crystal. You two need to start reinforcing the sect.”

“We can’t keep letting that big white snake chase us around,” Xu Fan added.

“Don’t worry, we’ve got this,” Number One and Number Two assured him.

They also felt a sense of relief, as they had been worried Xu Fan might disapprove of their laid-back lifestyle.

Just as Xu Fan was about to leave the mysterious small world, he turned back to Number One and Number Two and said, “Don’t just sit around enjoying yourselves. Make sure to stay active when there’s downtime.”

“Otherwise, your skills will get rusty.”

Xu Fan gave them a meaningful look, which made Number One and Number Two’s hearts tighten again.

Meanwhile, in the Sutra Pavilion of the Hidden Spirit Sect, a full set of basic chaotic space runes had been updated.

All the artifact masters, formation masters, and disciples specializing in chaotic runes from unconventional paths received the news.

In recent years, thanks to the innate Spiritual Fruits, many grandmasters of various unconventional paths had emerged within the Hidden Spirit Sect.

A few exceptional disciples had even begun to reach higher-level realms.

All disciples related to chaotic runes gathered in a small world.

Xu Fan sent an avatar to teach these disciples about chaotic runes.

At the same time, Number One, Number Two, and their avatars were busy strengthening Hidden Spirit Island, moving around the sect with purpose.

While Hidden Spirit Island was sailing at high speed, it suddenly detected a special area.

“Master, we’ve detected a special area guarded by hundreds of chaotic gods or demons,” Grapes reported.

“How many are at the Great Saint level?” Xu Fan asked.

“Ten.”

“There must be something valuable there. That big white snake is in for a treat,” Xu Fan said with a grin.

“Lure the big white snake over. Let’s stir up some chaos and see what we can grab.”

“Understood.”

Before Hidden Spirit Island could take much action, the chaotic gods or demons in the special area suddenly surged toward the big white snake.

The area where Xu Fan was located quickly turned into a battlefield of saints.

Hidden Spirit Island hid itself in space, observing the entire battlefield.

Just then, Xu Fan noticed the Great Saint-level chaotic god or demon stationed at the center of the special area suddenly stand up.

In an instant, the space around Hidden Spirit Island was locked down.

“This is going to be a long road, Grapes. Mark the coordinates. We’ll come back after we’ve strengthened the sect’s formations,” Xu Fan said, realizing they’d been spotted.

“Understood.”

A massive space crack appeared above the Hidden Spirit Sect, and they slipped into it.

“Keep looking for a place to hide. I think my good brother’s confidantes should take a break for a while.”

After Hidden Spirit Island found an inconspicuous space in the Chaotic Mist Area, it released the River of Time to dilute the surrounding area, then hid itself inside.

This hiding lasted for 300 years.

Outside the Hidden Spirit Sect, on a small island floating in the chaotic mist,

Xu Fan was fishing with his good brother, marking the first time his good brother fished in the Chaotic Mist Area.

“When facing difficulties, take it slow. There will always be a day you break free,” Xu Fan comforted him.

In recent years, his good brother Wang Yulun had roughly experienced all his True Self’s past lives.

But problems arose when it came to cutting off those past lives.

The reason was that even in dreams, the same Spiritual Treasures, the same cultivation, and the same experiences were at play.

His good brother simply couldn’t defeat that incarnation, let alone cut off that incarnation’s existence.

“Big Brother Xu, can’t you take my place?” Wang Yulun cast his fishing rod into the chaotic mist; he hadn’t caught anything in a long time.

“I can’t take your place, nor should I,” Xu Fan shook his head and replied.

“Originally, after experiencing my True Self across countless lives, I felt I was stepping onto the peak of the Three Thousand Realms.”

“But I had no idea that when it became real, I would be knocked back to square one,” Wang Yulun sighed.

“The first life I need to defeat is merely a quasi-saint.

I have the same Spiritual Treasures he has, and I also possess the source immortal spells and Chaos Great Path Laws he knows.”

“But when we actually fought, I was trampled like an ant,” Wang Yulun said with a pained expression.

“Now you understand how detailed your True Self’s backup plan is.”

“With your talent, without external interference, you’ll only ever reach the level of a true immortal, and your fighting strength is mediocre in that realm.”

“I also observed the battles in your dreams. Even with these Spiritual Treasures and source immortal spells, and Chaos Great Path Laws,

your level is still average among quasi-saints,” Xu Fan said lightly.

“What should I do? Am I never going to defeat my first life?”

At that moment, the line on Wang Yulun’s fishing rod suddenly tightened, and with a strong tug, he pulled up a Primordial Purple Qi crystal that was a whole yard wide.

“Grapes, did you detect any spatial fluctuations or the Primordial Purple Qi crystal just now?” Xu Fan asked in his heart.

“None~”

“Alright~”

“I didn’t expect to catch something in the outer realms,” Wang Yulun said with a hint of surprise.

“It’s quite normal to catch something in the outer realms. I couldn’t even perceive your fishing skills across the Three Thousand Realms,” Xu Fan said with a smile.

“Your battle to cut off countless lives is like playing chess; although I can’t replace you, I can offer some assistance.”

“However, it will be rather demanding on you,” Xu Fan’s mouth curved slightly upward.

“Demanding on me?”

“You’ve fought over a thousand rounds with that first life, which is not enough for a quasi-saint to fully gauge all his combat data.”

“So I need you to keep fighting; after finishing 100,000 matches and collecting detailed data, I will be able to devise a battle plan for you to defeat your True Self quasi-saint,” Xu Fan explained.

“100,000 matches!”

After the shock, Wang Yulun’s expression slowly began to firm up.

“Big Brother Xu, then please endure hiding a bit longer,” Wang Yulun said, his form dispersing as his consciousness returned to his original self in the dream.

Xu Fan sat alone on the small island in the Chaotic Mist space, picking up the fishing rod left by Wang Yulun and casting it into the chaotic mist. Half the day passed with no catches.

“Other than this damn talent, I have nothing~” Xu Fan grumbled before returning to Hidden Spirit Island.

As the chaotic runes of Hidden Spirit Island strengthened, it appeared to have blocked the presence of that big white snake.

Then Xu Fan also sent disciples into the chaotic mist for training.

But this was only within the range that Hidden Spirit Island’s space could cover.

In case of any unexpected situations, they could instantly be transmitted back to the sect.

At that moment, one after another, Chaotic Giants entered and exited Hidden Spirit Island.

Some returned with full loads, while others came back empty-handed, but overall, in this atmosphere of labor yielding gains, the sect’s disciples were quite happy.