Chapter 1039

Chapter 1039: Master, Don’t Panic

The meal was a tense affair for the four master and disciples.

Xu Fan’s Big Brother was especially on edge.

He knew that the Innate Supreme Treasure, Hall of Time, he carried would definitely catch the attention of a Great Immortal Emperor.

An Innate Supreme Treasure was indeed something worth a Great Immortal Emperor’s interest.

After the meal, Big Brother exchanged a few words with Xu Fan and quickly left the Hidden Spirit Sect with his three disciples.

"During the meal, Big Brother didn’t seem as cheerful as usual," Xu Fan remarked, puzzled.

Just then, his good friend Wang Yulun arrived at Xu Fan’s courtyard.

"My sister-in-law kept hinting that Big Brother has a treasure and asked if I wanted it," Wang Yulun whispered.

"She asked me several times, and I kept refusing. Finally, she seemed a bit upset, so I guess she won’t be talking to me for a while."

Xu Fan was surprised and thought he might have found the reason for Big Brother’s unease.

"Do you think if you don’t take it, your sister-in-law might try to get it herself?" Xu Fan suddenly asked.

"I don’t think so. I know my sister-in-law; she’s quite principled," Wang Yulun replied, though he sounded unsure.

"I hope you’re right," Xu Fan sighed.

Meanwhile, the four master and disciples, now far from the Hidden Spirit Sect, were filled with anxiety.

They felt as if a pair of eyes in the sky were watching them, observing and contemplating.

"Master, stay calm and don’t show any signs of weakness. It’s best to appear very upright," said the Elder Brother, the Sage of Book Spirit, radiating an aura of righteousness.

"Yes, Master, don’t panic. We’ve all contributed to the human race in the Immortal Realm."

"If they really want to take the Hall of Time from you, they’ll have to face the consequences," added the Second Brother, the Sage Qi Bao.

As the four were tensely waiting, the eyes watching them from the sky gradually faded away.

Once the sensation disappeared, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Little Brother, as expected, your karmic ties are deep; even a Great Immortal Emperor can be involved," the elderly man with white hair said, trying to calm his nerves.

As the master of the Innate Supreme Treasure, the Hall of Time, he wasn’t afraid of any quasi-saint, even those slightly stronger.

With the Hall of Time, no quasi-saint could control him, let alone take it from him.

But a Great Immortal Emperor was different; such beings were rare, standing at the peak of the Three Thousand Realms.

If a Great Immortal Emperor wished to, the Hall of Time could very well be taken from him.

"I’ve decided not to take in any more disciples and to focus on my cultivation, aiming to reach the Great Luo Stage. Only then can I avoid being watched by Great Immortal Emperor level beings," the elderly man said after some thought.

He felt that being around good brothers would lead to encounters with more high-ranking individuals, including enemies.

Any slight involvement could ruin the favorable situation he had built over the years.

"Master, I told you long ago to focus on your cultivation, but you didn’t listen."

"You used to say that having us true immortals would bring glory to your Great Luo status."

"Now you regret it, don’t you?" the Third Brother, the Sage Xuan Yin, said.

“Stop just teasing the Master; he needs to cultivate. We must at least make up for his past losses; otherwise, reaching the Golden Immortal level will be impossible, let alone the Great Luo stage,” said the Elder Brother, the Sage of Book Spirit.

“Trying to make up for the Master’s past losses is easier said than done. We can’t even find a top-tier alchemist in the Immortal Realm,” sighed the Second Brother, the Sage Qi Bao.

“I’ve been collecting various divine herbs for the Master to replenish his losses over the years, so we’re not lacking in that area,” said the Third Brother, the Sage Xuan Yin, with some pride.

“What we lack now is an alchemist to refine the holy elixirs to fill in the Master’s losses,” the Third Brother continued.

“I’ll go look for available alchemists in the nearby Immortal Realm later,” the Elder Brother, the Sage of Book Spirit, said with some concern. Every alchemist has a large sect behind them, and to ask for their help, one must follow the rules.

Meanwhile, in Xu Fan’s courtyard, he met his long-lost good grandson.

“Greetings, Master Ancestor,” Han Feiyu said respectfully. Hearing that his Master Ancestor had come out of seclusion, he hurried back to the sect to pay a visit.

“Get up. I heard you’ve been supporting many brothers and sisters lately. Good job,” Xu Fan said with a smile.

This young man had contributed at least 60 percent of the Immortal Jade needed for the academies established by the earlier disciples; the remaining 40 percent came from the sect.

“Brothers and sisters need help, and I have enough to assist them; how can I not lend a hand?” Han Feiyu said.

“I heard that you rushed back from afar to see me because of something important; what is it?” Xu Fan asked.

“Master Ancestor, I found that the treasure I possess has hit a bottleneck. It needs Time Treasures to absorb in order to grow,” Han Feiyu said, taking out a Celestial Crystal.

“My treasure can only condense to this point at most now. Once I try to go higher, it involves Primal Spiritual Treasures, and the level cannot increase.”

“That’s why I came to hope that Master Ancestor could take a look. Besides Time Treasures, is there any other way for it to advance?” Han Feiyu said as he took out the jade gourd.

Xu Fan gazed at the jade gourd, which seemed to be the Xuanhuang Supreme Treasure, and was a bit taken aback. With a wave of his hand, he directly transported Han Feiyu along with the jade gourd to a small world in the Source Realm.

“Don’t take this thing out carelessly; drawing attention can lead to trouble,” Xu Fan cautioned.

“Sorry, Master Ancestor,” Han Feiyu said, scratching his head apologetically.

“It was fine before, but now there’s been a change, so we need to be a bit careful,” Xu Fan said as he took the jade gourd.

“To evolve this thing, aside from Time Treasures, there’s another method: extracting a certain aura from those magical treasures and injecting it into this jade gourd can also help it advance.”

“There’s also the most natural method: waiting. It could take thousands or even billions of years; as long as enough time passes, it will certainly advance,” Xu Fan added, lightly tapping the jade gourd with his finger.

The jade gourd glimmered, and a piece of scriptures appeared in the sky.

Han Feiyu looked up curiously at the scriptures in the sky. He had kept this jade gourd by his side for thousands of years, yet he never discovered this piece of scriptures.

Xu Fan looked at the scriptures in the sky with a strange expression, then turned to his good grandson.

“This scriptures speaks of a new method for advancement,” Xu Fan said.

“What new method—is it difficult?” Han Feiyu asked excitedly.

“It’s not too difficult, but it requires a lot of time.”

A light curtain appeared in front of Han Feiyu, listing the most important 108 Immortal Realms of the human race.

“To gather the Human Race’s Luck from these Immortal Realms, you need to stay in each Immortal Realm for a thousand years.”

“Once you have gathered enough of the Human Race’s Luck from these Immortal Realms, your treasure will be able to advance.”