Chapter 1165

Chapter 1165: The Breath Leaking in the River of Time

One year later, Hidden Spirit Island departed from the Immortal Realm Ruins.

Xu Fan gazed at the 120,000 Xuanhuang aura stored in his storage bag, his expression shifting from excitement to a hint of regret.

“Did I set the price too low?” Xu Fan mused, stroking his chin.

“Husband, it’s already quite reasonable. I feel that the Immortal Realm Ruins exhausted everything just to breach that celestial formation that even a saint couldn’t enter,” Zhang Weiyun said with a smile beside him.

“Maybe if we pushed a bit more, we could have gotten another 10,000 or 20,000 Xuanhuang aura.”

“How about we go back and ask for a little more?” Zhang Weiyun suggested.

“We’ve already agreed, so there’s no reason to back out,” Xu Fan replied, looking at the celestial tool that held the Xuanhuang aura.

120,000 Xuanhuang aura was enough for him to decipher the outermost runes of the system.

“However, I feel that the sect’s ability to find the Immortal Realm Ruins has a lot to do with you, my dear.”

“What reward do you want?” Xu Fan wrapped his arm around Zhang Weiyun and smiled.

“Well, husband, how about you accompany me on a stroll around the sect? There are many beautiful places I haven’t visited,” Zhang Weiyun thought for a moment and suggested.

“Okay, there are indeed many picturesque spots in the sect, and I can show you the small worlds where they nurture spirit beasts and grow celestial herbs. I’ll take you to see them.”

At first, Xu Fan planned to focus on seclusion to decode the system, but he thought it wouldn’t hurt to take some time to accompany his wife.

Half a year later, after finishing the gaming event, Xu Fan began a century of grand teachings for the entire sect, having spent time with his wife.

Xu Fan transformed into three thousand figures, teaching in 3,000 different venues for disciples practicing various paths.

This time, whether in the inner sect or outer sect, in the Hidden Moon Sect or the demon division, anyone in Hidden Spirit Island was qualified to enter the teaching venue.

In a vast teaching ground, Xu Fan watched as various tree spirits, flower spirits, and medicine spirits looked up to him with admiration, as if they were witnessing their ultimate faith.

“Path of plants, as the years rotate, heaven bears its spirits, self-propagating and arising…”

In another teaching venue’s small world, all the disciples in that teaching ground were swordsmen.

The entire venue was filled with various intricate sword intents.

With a gentle lift of his hand, Xu Fan drew the consciousness of all sword path disciples into a special sword path world.

This sword path world gradually evolved from the beginning, and Xu Fan slowly imparted his understanding of swordsmanship to the consciousness of the disciples.

Path of the five elements, Cycle Road, essence of the space wide road, devouring path, path of karma, fate…

Each path had disciples listening to varying degrees.

The most peculiar was the path of insects, which was quite obscure, with only one disciple listening.

“You have the courage; your Beast Taming Technique has already touched the Golden Immortal Realm, and those two spirit beasts are about to be cultivated to the Golden Immortal level. How can you say you want to give up?” Xu Fan said to the disciple who was switching to the path of insects.

“I feel that the path of raising insects is my personal road. The moment I came into contact with the path of insects, I seemed to see glimpses of my future in the River of Time.”

“So, I’ve decided to switch to the path of raising insects,” the disciple said, gently opening his palm to reveal a small insect resembling a bee, radiating a terrifying aura.

“Your talent on the insect path is indeed impressive,” Xu Fan laughed, and then the sound of the wide road emerged.

A hundred years flowed by like flowing water, passing smoothly.

As all the disciples immersed themselves in the ocean of the Three Thousand Paths, Xu Fan stopped his teaching.

After finishing his teachings, the disciples entered a state of seclusion to solidify the gains from a century of lessons.

Xu Fan leisurely sipped tea in his courtyard.

“This time, the fifth-generation disciples from the lower realm and those from the Hidden Moon Sect should be able to reach the peak of true immortal cultivation.”

“Grape, where are we now?” Xu Fan asked.

“Master, during your teaching, we skipped the first Immortal Realm and are currently docked outside the second Immortal Realm along the way,” Grape replied.

“Let’s keep moving. It seems we’ll need to be in seclusion for a while, so we’ll dock at the next Immortal Realm after the disciples come out,” Xu Fan said.

“Understood, Master.”

Hidden Spirit Island, which had been docked outside the Immortal Realm, resumed its journey.

At that moment, a River of Time appeared above Hidden Spirit Island.

“Grape, carefully observe the state of the River of Time,” Xu Fan ordered.

The River of Time above Hidden Spirit Island moved in sync with the island.

The disciple being washed by the River of Time continued as usual.

While Xu Fan was observing the River of Time, he suddenly felt a spark of inspiration.

Xu Fan’s expression changed.

“Grape, activate the sect’s defensive battle and accelerate the flow of time in the River of Time,” Xu Fan quickly instructed, entering the peak state of Great Luo himself.

Two giant hands, resembling stars, surrounded Hidden Spirit Island protectively.

Then, endless scriptures appeared outside the giant hands, forming the strongest defense around the giant beasts.

“I didn’t expect that my aura being exposed in the River of Time could be sensed by that alien saint.”

“I should have thought of this earlier—what a miscalculation.”

At the peak of Great Luo, Xu Fan looked in the direction from which the alien saint was approaching.

“The more you enjoy chasing me now, the more I’ll make sure you suffer later.”

The Three Thousand Paths swirled in Xu Fan’s vision, and the words he had spoken about the Path of Fate directly attached to the alien saint pursuing Hidden Spirit Island through karma.

The pursuing alien saint suddenly trembled and stopped, confused as he sensed his surroundings.

“Who is scheming against me again? Never mind, I can’t worry about that now; I need to deal with that little insect first.”

The alien saint continued forward, moving three times faster than before.

A massive thought sealed off the area around Hidden Spirit Island.

A giant hand shimmering with bluish light firmly grasped Hidden Spirit Island.

“Xu Fan, do you know the saying? Anyone below a saint is merely an ant.”

“You, this little insect, have been toying with me for so long; you should be proud.”

“What an interesting little insect; goodbye~”

The giant hand holding Hidden Spirit Island prepared to crush it into powder.

But upon exerting a little force, the alien saint found Hidden Spirit Island to be unbreakably hard; he couldn’t crush it immediately.

“You little ant have some tricks.”

In the sky, a deep purple mist radiating an incredibly evil aura quickly enveloped Hidden Spirit Island, eroding inward.

Inside Hidden Spirit Island, Xu Fan stared intently at the disciples in the River of Time above.

“Our defenses are lacking; it’s going to cost us again.”