Chapter 1210

Chapter 1210: Myriad Tribes Conference

As Xu Fan was making his way to the Hidden Spirit Sect, he suddenly felt a strange sensation and instinctively reached out his hand.

From the void, he pulled out a beautiful woman.

“Husband, I’ve missed you so much~” Zhang Weiyun said as she tightly embraced Xu Fan.

Xu Fan held her close and reassured her, “I won’t leave again after this return.”

The two lingered in each other’s arms within the chaotic mist for a long while before finally parting.

“Let’s head back to the sect first~” Xu Fan said with a smile.

“Alright~”

Suddenly, a super long-distance teleportation array materialized before them.

It instantly transported them to the Hidden Spirit Sect.

The moment Xu Fan stepped back into the sect, a radiant light from the depths of the Three Thousand Realms bathed the entire sect in its glow.

From this light, Xu Fan sensed the presence of the Heavenly Way’s Will of the Wood Origin Immortal Realm.

This was a sign that the Heavenly Dao Source of the Wood Origin Immortal Realm had recognized Xu Fan’s status as a Great Saint.

“You’ve come all this way, but it’s really unnecessary~” Xu Fan remarked, detecting a hint of flattery in the light.

Xu Fan’s power had already surged into the saint realm amidst the chaotic mist.

Even without the Immortal Realm’s acknowledgment, he could still wield fighting strength at the Great Saint level.

The Great Saint certification from the Wood Origin Immortal Realm was entirely redundant.

At that moment, a pair of eyes appeared in the sky above the Hidden Spirit Sect.

They gazed at Xu Fan with a gentle warmth, like a mother looking at her child.

Xu Fan gave a slight nod in return.

It was clear that both the Heavenly Way’s Will of the Immortal Realm and the Great Heavenly Way’s Will of the Three Thousand Realms held Xu Fan in high regard.

Whenever he needed support, they were always there to back him up~

Xu Fan’s figure then appeared on the main peak of the Hidden Spirit Sect, immediately drawing the attention of all the disciples.

The entire sect erupted in celebration.

In the thousands of years since Xu Fan’s departure, the Hidden Spirit Sect had continued to grow, but both the disciples and some elders felt as though they were missing their guiding force.

If it weren’t for Xu Fan’s Avatar Number Three holding down the fort, the disciples might have felt completely lost.

“Welcome back, Grand Elder!”

In unison, all the disciples stood within the sect, looking up at Xu Fan’s towering figure, and bowed deeply.

“Rise,” Xu Fan said.

“In my absence, you’ve all managed to uphold the sect,” he added with pride.

Over the past millennia, the Hidden Spirit Sect had faced numerous challenges, but through the collective efforts of the sect’s disciples, they had overcome them all.

Hearing Xu Fan’s words, the disciples’ eyes welled up with tears.

At night, after the grand feast of the entire sect, Xu Fan, Zhang Weiyun, and his several disciples were all chatting and enjoying tea in the courtyard.

Seeing his disciples having all become Great Luo Saints, Xu Fan felt quite satisfied.

“Master, during your absence, the human race and other top powerful families successfully set the main battlefield far from the Three Thousand Realms.”

“During this time, aside from being disturbed by the chaotic giant beast, there haven’t been any major changes in the Three Thousand Realms.”

“However, the Hidden Spirit Sect has suffered attacks from those powerful beings from other realms who came from destroyed worlds.”

“Thanks to the entire sect’s valiant resistance, those few powerful beings from the other realms returned empty-handed,” Xu Gang said, a hint of excitement in his expression.

He knew that the sect was providing him with an opportunity to grow, but when he led the sect’s disciples to drive away those powerful beings from the other realms, he still felt the sense of accomplishment from fulfilling his great aspirations.

Upon hearing this, Xu Fan extended his hand, and a small world appeared in his palm.

Within the small world were the few powerful beings from other realms he had encountered on the way.

“Is it these few?” Xu Fan asked.

“They are just some of them; several waves of powerful beings from other realms came at that time.”

“Those at the Great Saint level were all blocked by Senior White Snake and Senior Hongshan,” Li Xingci said.

“Then I won’t worry about this matter; those who forcefully attacked our Hidden Spirit Sect, let that grudge be handled by you,” Xu Fan said as he gently flicked the small world toward the sect’s main gate.

Immediately, several Great Saint-level powerful beings from other realms appeared to guard outside Hidden Spirit Island.

“Master, don’t worry. Within a hundred thousand years, I guarantee to avenge this grudge,” Wang Xuanxin stepped forward and said.

Not having left those Great Saint-level powerful beings from other realms behind at that time had now become half of Wang Xuanxin’s heartache.

“Good, I’ll leave this to you~” Xu Fan said with a cheerful smile.

Xu Fan and these disciples chatted for a long time until Senior Huangshan from the Yuanshi Sect arrived at the Hidden Spirit Sect.

“What’s this? After just a few thousand years, you’re treating me like a stranger,” Senior Huangshan said in the guest hall.

“Isn’t this a show of respect for my senior?” Xu Fan replied with a smile.

“No need to call me senior anymore; I see now that even if you stare me down, it’s nothing much,” Huangshan waved his hand.

“Senior Huangshan, you joke.”

Staring down might be a bit forced; after all, one had to use some measures.

“I’m here to invite you back to the Three Thousand Realms to attend the Myriad Tribes Conference.”

Upon hearing this, Xu Fan curiously asked, “Isn’t the matter resolved?”

“Why still hold a Myriad Tribes Conference?”

A cluster of light and shadow appeared before Senior Huangshan, from which he pointed at several points of light.

Pointing at one of the points of light, he said, “This point of light represents our Three Thousand Realms.”

He then pointed to the nearest one or two points of light.

“This one and that one have scales that match the Three Thousand Realms, but unfortunately, they were struck by the combat backlash from the Great Saint of Chaos, causing them to collapse completely.”

“Now the main purpose of the Myriad Tribes Conference is to allocate profits.”

“Although these two realms have crumbled, there are still plenty of good things.” Huangshan explained.

“What will I need to do at the Myriad Tribes Conference?” Xu Fan asked, puzzled.

“You were once the formations master of the Three Thousand Realms; your participation in the Myriad Tribes Conference will enhance the human race’s foundations.”

“Now that you’ve advanced to the saint realm, you don’t have to be so polite; once there, just punch whoever bothers you.”

“Show those alien tribes the might of the strongest future human race,” Huangshan said with a smile.

“Senior Huangshan, the Yuan Lord is the pillar of our human race; I can’t take that title of ‘strongest’,” Xu Fan quickly shook his head.

Seeing Xu Fan’s reaction, Huangshan frowned, finally letting out a long sigh.

“The Yuan Lord’s personality was similar to yours; if it weren’t for the previous Grand Lord of the Yuanshi Sect sacrificing himself for him, he wouldn’t have been willing to take on the heavy responsibility of the human race.”

“Now you are the same; it seems our human race still has a long way to go to unify the Three Thousand Realms,” Huangshan sighed.

“Elder, you can’t say that; the unification of our human race in the Three Thousand Realms is much simpler than taking on such responsibilities.”

“If the time comes for our human race to dominate the Three Thousand Realms, I will definitely do my utmost,” Xu Fan promised.

In the end, Xu Fan could still distinguish between fighting a few battles and bearing the weight of the human race’s heavy responsibilities.

“The Yuan Lord also said similar things back then~” Huangshan spoke, his tone tinged with a hint of disappointment.