Chapter 1197

Chapter 1197: The Small Tribe, the Girl in the Green Shirt

In this peaceful environment, Hidden Spirit Island began to slowly move, searching for the Primordial Purple Qi crystal within the chaotic mist.

Xu Fan sat atop the main peak of the sect, gazing at the chaotic mist outside the Hidden Spirit Sect, suddenly feeling how pleasant life was without the big white snake around.

Just as Xu Fan thought these peaceful days would last forever, a giant ship marked with the emblem of the Yuanshi Sect shattered the tranquility.

“Heaven’s Destruction, long time no see~” Xu Fan greeted with a smile.

“I’ve come to call you back. The area where the white lotus giant snake led you is a natural chaotic space hole.”

“It has been discovered by another God Demon Empire, and they’ve already established an outpost there,” Heaven’s Destruction explained.

“Is it serious?” Xu Fan furrowed his brow.

“It’s quite troublesome. The outpost is fully operational, with a Great Saint-level god or demon stationed there, making it nearly impossible to destroy.”

“Moreover, the surrounding realms will be affected, as those chaotic gods and demons will drive endless chaotic giant beasts to attack the neighboring worlds,” Heaven’s Destruction added.

“That’s why the Three Thousand Realms need you, a formations master, to create a protective formation for the realms.”

This was the reason Heaven’s Destruction had come to find Xu Fan.

“Can’t the Great Saints from the major tribes and other realms band together to destroy that outpost?” Xu Fan asked, puzzled.

Considering the fighting strength of those chaotic gods and demons wasn’t particularly overwhelming, and there weren’t many Great Saint-level chaotic gods or demons, surely they could send more Great Saints to overwhelm them.

“The cost would be too high, and if we were to destroy the outpost, it might provoke a chaotic saint-level god or demon to intervene. No race in the Three Thousand Realms is willing to take that risk,” Heaven’s Destruction explained.

Hearing this, Xu Fan still had some doubts.

“What’s the purpose of those chaotic gods and demons setting up the outpost? Do they aim to destroy the Three Thousand Realms?”

“No, those Chaotic God or Demon Empires wouldn’t bother with a small world like ours. Driving chaotic giant beasts to destroy surrounding worlds is just a side effect of their actions.”

“Their true goal is to wage war against other Chaotic God or Demon Empires.”

“Our Three Thousand Realms are like a small tribe caught between two great empires.”

“If they can clear us out, they will; if not, leaving us here won’t affect the larger war,” Heaven’s Destruction said with a hint of resignation, like a citizen of a small nation discussing the conflicts between two superpowers.

Xu Fan understood the implication—it was like a tribal elder asking him to return and fortify the tribe’s defenses against wild beasts.

“When I return, my good brother’s confidantes won’t cause any more trouble, will they?” Xu Fan asked.

“Of course not. The Yuan Lord will make sure of that,” Heaven’s Destruction assured him.

“In that case, I’ll set off back to my sect immediately,” Xu Fan nodded.

Finally, the giant ship bearing the Yuanshi Sect’s emblem landed on Hidden Spirit Island.

In the Three Thousand Realms, within the Yuanshi Sect, Xu Fan met the top-tier formations masters of the human race.

Xu Fan was one of them.

Before the formations masters stood a miniature map of the entire Three Thousand Realms.

Huang Shan stood beside the map, explaining to everyone, “The red-marked areas represent the borders of the Three Thousand Realms that we, the human race, are responsible for.”

“Each of you masters will be assigned a specific zone. Your task is to strengthen the borders of the Three Thousand Realms to prevent chaotic giant beasts from breaking through.”

Xu Fan had enhanced the chaotic grand formation of the Yuanshi Sect, which significantly eased the burden on the human race’s assigned areas.

Xu Fan surveyed his designated zone, which bordered the Yuanshi Sect’s vicinity.

Suddenly, several red dots appeared on the miniature map of the Three Thousand Realms, marking the human race’s boundary.

These dots flickered briefly before vanishing.

“Who crafted this detection formation? It’s far more efficient than the previous ones,” commented a formations master of the human race, examining the miniature map.

“Wang Yulun can inquire with Master Wang privately,” Huang Shan chuckled.

“Now, please submit your lists of materials needed for the divine formations, and I’ll arrange their delivery to your respective areas.”

Over a dozen jade slips soared towards Huang Shan like meteors, after which the formations masters dispersed to their assigned regions by the Yuanshi Sect.

Xu Fan’s defense area was conveniently close to the Yuanshi Sect, eliminating the need for special delivery.

At a boundary of the Three Thousand Realms, Xu Fan handed his formation diagram to the great master of formations, an expert from the Yuanshi Sect.

With that, Xu Fan’s role was simply to oversee the area, ensuring the formation’s stability.

“Life here in the Three Thousand Realms is far more pleasant than in the outer realms,” Xu Fan mused, gazing at the distant star river.

Meanwhile, a girl in a green shirt appeared at the Hidden Spirit Sect’s entrance.

“May I know which esteemed elder honors us with their presence?” Xu Fan inquired.

He sensed an aura from her that rivaled that of the Yuan Lord.

“Pardon me, but may I see my husband?” the girl in the green shirt asked politely, her demeanor that of a cultured noblewoman.

“Certainly, as long as you refrain from any drastic actions,” Xu Fan agreed with a nod.

In a secret realm of celestial spirits, Wang Yulun, who was enduring trials to gather battle data, was suddenly summoned to meet the girl in the green shirt.

Murong Qianer served tea to both, glanced at them, and then discreetly exited.

Once alone, the girl in the green shirt smiled lightly.

“Your choice in partners has always been impeccable; why does this one seem ordinary?” she asked, a trace of puzzlement in her voice.

“It was simply fate; my judgment had little to do with it,” Wang Yulun replied.

Looking at her, Wang Yulun was overwhelmed with nostalgia, his words lost in silence.

She was the only woman across countless lifetimes who had never been influenced by deceitful methods.

Her presence alone had always eluded the grasp of Wang Yulun’s True Self.

“Are you your True Self now, or just this lifetime’s version?” she asked curiously.

“Does it matter? The person you cherish has merged with the True Self of all my lifetimes,” Wang Yulun stated.

“The man I love cannot simply disappear from this world.”

“I propose a pact: whether you remain as you are or revert to your True Self, you must share a tenth of your essence with me.”

“I’ve returned stronger, capable of achieving what was once impossible.”

A crystal ball, resembling a billiard ball in size, floated in her hand, seemingly containing a River of Time akin to the Three Thousand Realms.

“A tenth of my essence?”

“I agree,” Wang Yulun said after a moment’s thought.

Reflecting on their past, Wang Yulun realized he had always been at a disadvantage in their relationship.