Chapter 430
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Chapter 430: We’re All Brothers, No Need for Formalities ~
After chatting with his disciples for a long while, Xu Fan waved his hand, signaling them to disperse.
Xu Fan boarded a Small Spiritual Boat and floated above Hidden Spirit Island.
“It feels so familiar to return to the sect after several hundred years.”
The Small Spiritual Boat slowly landed outside the palace of the Sword of the Origin Bell.
Xu Fan stepped off the boat and walked into the great hall, where he noticed the hesitant expression on the face of the Sword of the Origin Bell that sat in the main seat.
“Should I take it? If I do, I will be tied to deep karma. I wonder if that’s good or bad.”
“If I don’t take it, it’s a pity. The wide road of time contained in the Sword of the Origin Bell will surely be helpful in the future.”
Xu Fan stood quietly in the great hall, gazing at the Sword of the Origin Bell. After a moment’s deliberation, he finally gritted his teeth and waved his hand, placing the Sword of the Origin Bell into his space ring.
“How could such a great being hold a grudge against a junior like me over this one sword?” Xu Fan said.
Turning away, Xu Fan left the palace and returned to the underground space, where two of his clones remained frozen, waiting for him to restore their intelligence.
In the underground space, Xu Fan looked at the Moon Fox artifact master, who was still fervently crafting artifacts to eradicate the beast race, silently praising Li Xingci. He then walked to a private room.
In the extremely cold private room, the first and second clones sat cross-legged, their expressions still reflecting the moment Xu Fan severed their causal connection with the outside world.
Fortunately, only five years had passed outside. If I had been stuck in the Sword of the Origin Bell for several thousand years, you two would have disappeared.
Xu Fan waved his hand to dispel the cold air in the private room, then slapped the heads of his first and second clones.
The first and second clones slowly opened their eyes, looking at Xu Fan with annoyed expressions.
“Main body, it’s understandable that you severed our causal connection and sealed our intelligence.”
“But why did you leave a sliver of intelligence outside? You know that time passes very slowly in this cramped space, and neither of us could communicate.”
“You went too far,” the first clone said, rubbing his head.
“Yeah, five years! Do you have any idea how I spent those five years?” the second clone said, a bit angrily.
“Haha, don’t be mad; I came to rescue you, didn’t I?” Xu Fan said, feeling a bit embarrassed.
“Next time, remember to seal us completely,” the first clone said.
“Next time for sure, absolutely,” Xu Fan replied apologetically.
“Ah, I knew it. Even if I’m mostly free from your control, I can’t escape this,” the first clone sighed slightly.
“Stop overthinking it. Let’s go outside, take a breather, and see how your little disciple is doing.”
“I won’t assign you any work for a while. Just take a good rest,” Xu Fan said as he left the private room and went to the sect’s treasury.
“Mining makes people rich. The Spirit Cut Elder goes to the Extreme Void Domain every year, and indeed…” Xu Fan looked at the results of the mining over the past five years.
“Grape, why haven’t these spirit ores been used?” Xu Fan said, examining the records of artifact crafting and the flow of spirit ores in and out of the sect. There were many spirit ores that the Hidden Spirit Sect desperately needed.
“The Spirit Cut Elder said to wait for your return. He doesn’t believe what those beast clan master craftsmen said,” Grape replied.
At that moment, a tall figure approached, smiling at Xu Fan. “I knew the Grand Elder would come here.”
“Spirit Cut Elder, thank you for your hard work,” Xu Fan said.
“It’s nothing to be exhausted about. With that big weapon protecting Hidden Spirit Sect, and there have been no battles on the ground at the respected elder level, it’s quite nice to take the Star Ship to the Extreme Void Domain and occasionally look for giant beast race warships to strike,” Spirit Cut said cheerfully.
Now he had three main hobbies: teaching his grandson magical powers, controlling puppets to kill the beast race, and piloting a Star Ship to mine in the Extreme Void Domain, occasionally taking down a Beast Race Warship along the way.
“Is that just by chance?” Xu Fan chuckled, recalling that deep within the sect’s treasury, there were still the remains of six giant beast race warships. Almost every time Spirit Cut went out, a battle seemed to follow.
“Haha, it’s perfectly normal to explore the depths of the Extreme Void Domain for rare spirit ores, isn’t it?”
The two exchanged a glance and burst into laughter.
By then, they had reached the deepest part of the treasury’s spirit ore section, where artifact-level spirit ores were stored.
Over the past five years, two new artifact-level spirit ores had been added to the treasury.
“It’s a shame that none of the sect’s celestial spirit ores are suitable for crafting a celestial tool for Spirit Cut Elder,” Xu Fan remarked, scanning the area with a hint of regret.
“No worries, there’ll be chances in the future,” Spirit Cut said with a dismissive wave. He had a grandson, and as long as he stayed close to home, he’d always have celestial tools at his disposal.
“We can always craft one when we reach the Immortal Realm.”
“When we get to the Immortal Realm, Spirit Cut Elder, will you still serve as an elder of the Hidden Spirit Sect?” Xu Fan asked with a smile, admiring Spirit Cut’s dual nature—fierce in battle yet kind and straightforward in everyday life.
“Absolutely! From now on, Spirit Cut will only ever be an elder of the Hidden Spirit Sect,” Spirit Cut declared with a hearty laugh, his excitement palpable, as if he’d just acquired a new celestial tool.
After touring the treasury, the two left together.
The next morning, Xu Fan went fishing with his good brother.
Though it had been a while since they’d last seen each other, the moment they reunited, it felt as if no time had passed at all.
“It’s been five years!” Wang Yulun said, his eyes filled with nostalgia as he looked at Xu Fan.
“For me, it’s been five hundred years,” Xu Fan replied, placing a hand on Wang Yulun’s shoulder.
“Huh?” Wang Yulun hesitated, unsure what his Big Brother Xu was getting at.
“Our brotherly bond is unshakable. Even if ten thousand years pass, when we meet again, I’ll still be Wang Yulun, and you’ll still be my Big Brother Xu,” Wang Yulun said after a moment of thought.
“Exactly! Even after ten thousand years, our brotherly bond will remain as strong as iron,” Xu Fan said with a laugh.
“That’s right,” Wang Yulun nodded, his mind filled with memories of the times they’d shared.
Xu Fan was pleased with Wang Yulun’s response. As long as their bond hadn’t weakened, he was content.
The two fished on the Ten Thousand-Mile Giant Lake.
“In these five years, it seems that even with the combat assistance system I gave you, your cultivation and magical powers haven’t fallen behind,” Xu Fan observed, sensing the effortless flow of magical energy around Wang Yulun.
“While you were in seclusion, Xiangchi made great strides in his cultivation and fighting strength. As his father, I can’t slack off. I can’t let my son protect me from outside threats,” Wang Yulun said with a smile.
It’s good for the student to surpass the teacher, but as a father, I can’t use that as an excuse to stop improving.
“It seems I’ll have to craft a special Dao tool tailored for your son,” Xu Fan said with a sly grin.
“Is that really necessary?” Wang Yulun asked, feeling it might be a bit excessive to have a Dao tool made specifically for his son.
“It’s absolutely necessary to secure your place in your son’s heart,” Xu Fan replied with a chuckle, knowing that even the most enlightened beings couldn’t resist a little vanity.
“Thank you, Big Brother Xu.”
“We’re brothers—no need for formalities!”
