The Shenkong Emperor and others had been enchanted by the song of the Quasi-Saint female, and at this moment, they were lying unconscious on the glacier, unable to awaken for a long time, looking utterly pathetic.

Ning Fan did not immediately rescue these hapless teammates.

With a curious gaze, he observed the Quasi-Saint female before him, his eyes flickering with an azure light as he attempted to use the Tianren Eye Power to penetrate the mystery surrounding her.

This woman, who seemed to resemble Afra, was enveloped in an impenetrable fog. Though she was trapped in the net and visibly close at hand, seemingly within reach, Ning Fan felt an inexplicable sense of distance when facing her. It was as if the actual distance between him and her was more than just a step, more than countless mountains and waters, but separated by different times and spaces, endless reincarnations...

Afra, this woman, was actually also called Afra...

The cultivation world is vast, and encountering one or two cultivators with the same name is not unusual; but when even appearances, auras, and behaviors are nearly identical, it cannot be dismissed as mere coincidence.

Instinct told Ning Fan that there was a certain connection between this woman and the Afra he had previously captured; it was just that at the moment, he did not have the capacity to fully grasp it.

Afra felt somewhat irritated by Ning Fan’s intense gaze. She swayed her fish tail, trying to struggle out of Ning Fan’s Purple Nebula Net, but it was all in vain. As the power of the Chaos World Purple Rosy Light’s bewitching technique continued to invade her body, she gradually felt paralyzed and powerless, clenching her teeth in anger as she rebuked.

"To actually use a bewitching technique on me, despicable! Are you truly a disciple of the Fire Toad Great Saint? Are you not aware that the Fire Toad Great Saint strictly forbids disciples from practicing such deviant arts?"

Ning Fan shook his head and said, "I am not a disciple of the Fire Toad Great Saint."

"Hm! Don’t try to deceive me! You clearly possess the inheritance poison given to the disciples of the Fire Toad Great Saint, why must you lie to me! Are you perhaps afraid that once I escape the dream, I will report your illicit practice of a bewitching technique to the Divine Toad Sect, right to the Fire Toad Great Saint himself?"

"Escape the dream? Divine Toad Sect?" Ning Fan’s gaze was confused, having no idea what the Divine Toad Sect was.

Seeing Ning Fan’s genuine confusion, the turn was now for the Quasi-Saint female’s confusion, "You’re really not a disciple of the Fire Toad Great Saint?" Her tone seemed to finally believe Ning Fan a little.

"No, the so-called Saint’s inheritance poison you speak of is a trophy I acquired after killing a certain unfortunate Immortal Emperor of the Fire Toad Clan."

"How interesting, you actually dare to steal from the Divine Toad Sect. Though in the dream trial, there are no real deaths, you ultimately stole the inheritance poison of a Divine Toad Sect disciple. The Fire Toad Great Saint is known to be extremely protective, and once you leave the dream trial, the Divine Toad Sect will surely not let you off. Unless you have the protection of a Nirvana Saint, there will be no place for you in the Four Continents of Heaven and Earth!" The Quasi-Saint female mocked, feeling pleased at Ning Fan’s impending misfortune.

"Dream trial? Divine Toad Sect pursuit? Nirvana Saint protection? The Four Continents of Heaven and Earth? I am at a loss, I don’t quite understand what you’re saying." Ning Fan’s feeling of strangeness intensified.

He felt a strong sense of disharmony while conversing with this Quasi-Saint female, yet could not pinpoint the source of that disharmony.

"You don’t even know the Four Continents of Heaven and Earth? Surely any True Realm cultivator would know about the Four Continents of Heaven and Earth!" The Quasi-Saint female looked at Ning Fan as if he were an idiot.

Logically, this woman was Ning Fan’s captive, and with Ning Fan’s personality, he usually couldn’t be bothered to say unnecessary words to a captive.

But at this moment, Ning Fan’s sense of disharmony grew, prompting him to respond patiently, "I am not a True Realm cultivator, but a cultivator from the Dreamland Realm."

"Dreamland Realm, what is Dreamland Realm?" The Quasi-Saint female looked even more baffled.

"You’ve never heard of Dreamland Realm?" Ning Fan was taken aback.

"Never heard of it."

"Do you know about the Three Great Realms?"

"What Three Great Realms? Isn’t there only one True Realm, with four continents within..."

"As a merfolk, you should be part of the Merfolk Clan, which should be among the Ziwei Lineage, right?" Ning Fan asked tentatively.

"What Ziwei Lineage? What nonsense! My Ziwei Immortal Domain is perfectly intact, never destroyed, how can you randomly speak such drivel!" The Quasi-Saint female seemed to be insulted, her pride in her heart stirred to anger.

"I assume you’ve been trapped under this glacier for too long and are unaware that the Ziwei Immortal Domain was destroyed over a billion years ago..." Ning Fan replied.

"Nonsense! I have only been trapped in the dream trial for a few billion years, translating to only a few hundred moments in real time. My great Ziwei Immortal Domain, right now occupying half the land of Uttarakuru, is holding its once-in-a-decade dream trial. My true self located in Uttarakuru still sends me outside news! How dare you spout such rubbish, claiming my great Ziwei Immortal Domain is destroyed? Hmph! You are just like those Eight Sons of the Water Sect, truly I do not know which continent or sect you belong to, to dare belittle the Ziwei Immortal Domain in front of me. Should the Ziwei Great Saint know of this, surely you will not be spared!"

"Ziwei Great Saint? Who is that?"

"Ignorant! Not even knowing the Ziwei Great Saint, who is the ancestor of my Ziwei Immortal Domain, a true Nirvana Saint!"

"A Nirvana Saint? Ancestor? Shouldn’t the ancestor of your Ziwei Immortal Cultivators be the Fourth Step Ziwei Immortal Emperor? How could it be a Nirvana Saint?"

"Are you joking with me? My Ziwei Immortal Domain never had a Fourth Step Immortal Emperor... I don’t even know why, but whenever the Fourth Step is mentioned, the Ziwei Great Saint always weeps toward the north..."

"... Can you tell me the history of your True Realm Four Continents?" Ning Fan seemed to have a hypothesis and asked the woman.

"Hmph! Who are you to me? Why should I listen to and heed you!" The Quasi-Saint female retorted disdainfully.

"You are currently my captive, if you do not obey my commands, do not blame me for punishing you!"

"Hmph! Just a mere punishment, what’s there to be afraid of! At worst, I will enter another Dreamland Realm; I am not afraid!" The Quasi-Saint woman arrogantly exclaimed.

That arrogant expression resembled just when another Aflo was captured by Ning Fan, full of resolute chastity.

It was so alike, truly so alike...

The two Aflo were clearly carved from the same mold!

In dealing with that Aflo, Ning Fan already had significant insights. He wondered whether the experience and methods applied on this Aflo would be effective.

Ning Fan rolled up his sleeve, intending to bring the Quasi-Saint women into Xuan Yin Treasure, only to find that Xuan Yin Treasure could not accommodate her within.

Seeing Ning Fan wanting to use the Yin Yang Locket to confine her, she sneered coldly, mocking, "Save your efforts! Your World of Yin Yang Locket cannot contain me. Even if you could take me out of this Glacier World, it’s impossible to accomplish. That’s also why the eight sons of Water Sect were unwillingly able to suppress me here—they couldn’t take me out of this Glacier World."

"Cannot take her out of this place?" 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Ning Fan’s eyes emitted azure spikes, piercing through heaven and earth. For the first time, he carefully inspected this Glacier World, gradually realizing what he had understood in his heart.

"...If that’s the case, let’s not change places; let’s punish you directly here!" Ning Fan pressed the woman trapped in the bewitching technique net fiercely against the ice wall and lifted the shell covering her chest through the net.

"You, you, what do you want to do to me!"

The Quasi-Saint woman suddenly felt ashamed beyond measure, realizing what Ning Fan intended to do to her. Seventy percent anger yet thirty percent was welcoming, extremely unreasonable.

"Hypocritical!" Ning Fan secretly despised her duplicity and, through the thin bewitching technique net, took her bosom into his mouth.

"Damn it! It’s you, it turned out to be you! I remember it now! Ah, it feels so good..."

The Quasi-Saint woman leaned against the ice wall, raising her neck to let out unbearable moans while allowing Ning Fan to act, seemingly without much intention to resist.

At this moment in her mind, numerous blurred dream sequences began to clear slowly. She had countless Dreamland memories, countless times being held and violated, countless times losing Merfolk Tears.

She didn’t know why those dreams started, only remembered those violators were invariably white-robed men whose faces were obscured.

Now the dream fragments became clear. She finally realized all the dream intruders looked just like the man before her!

No wonder, no wonder she didn’t feel much hatred after being captured, instead having a feeling of inevitability.

It turned out... It turned out that she had been intimately acquainted with this man in dreams countless times...

"So, it’s you! Curse it, curse it... Ah, lighter, you’re biting me painfully! No, no, I acknowledge my faults; anything you want to know, I’ll tell you! Just stop licking!"

The Quasi-Saint woman’s face turned red, finally begging for mercy.

Countless Dreamland experiences had told her that if she didn’t plead, Ning Fan would exhaust her and make her shed precious Lovers’ Tears.

Seeing this woman yield, Ning Fan didn’t want to humiliate her further; he released his mouth and put the shell back on her chest.

The Quasi-Saint woman softly breathed, secretly relieved, deep inside countless shadows of humiliation left by Ning Fan, adding a vague fear toward him.

When Ning Fan asked about the history of the True Realm she resided in, she naturally told everything she knew, though she refused to divulge any intelligence that could harm Ziwei Xianyu, stubbornly like another Aflo, stubborn yet endearing.

"The True Realm I reside in originated from Ancestor Hongjun’s teachings. At that time, the world was still in Primordial Chaos, without the True Realm."

As the Quasi-Saint woman recounted, Ning Fan finally understood where the feelings of distance and discord came from!

Since Ning Fan began cultivating, the world he encountered consisted of the Three Great Realms, along with countless Dreamland Realms.

The world the woman encountered had only one True Realm, and within that True Realm were divided into Four Continents.

In the Cultivation World Ning Fan experienced, Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign single-handedly eradicated Ziwei and Northern Dipper Immortal Emperors.

In the Cultivation World the woman experienced, there was no Ziwei Immortal Emperor; the strongest of the Ziwei Lineage was but a Nirvana Saint, belonging to the mid-level among the three great Saint Realms: Origin, Nirvana, Primordial Era.

If Ning Fan were new to cultivation, he might have thought the woman before him was a lunatic, uttering insane words.

Unfortunately, Ning Fan was no longer a cultivation novice. He believed the woman wasn’t lying. The differences in their understandings of the world structure had other reasons.

Ning Fan knew not much about the history of the True Realm, but he grasped the general historical trajectory.

First came the spirits, then came the Immortal Spirits, followed by the True Realm Immortal Cultivators, which constituted the general history of the True Realm.

But in the world the Quasi-Saint woman resided in, at the world’s earliest stage, it was a vast Primordial Chaos, then came the teachings of Hongjun, followed by the opening of Hundun, which led into the Era of Witches and Demons, and then later...

This woman comes from another Cultivation World! In that Cultivation World, there was no Ziwei Immortal Emperor, no Northern Dipper Immortal Emperor, and no Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign.

In that world, there were also supreme Fourth Step Immortal Emperors competing for the Great Dao. But that world did not have an illusionary world like the Land of Dreams.

The existence of that world seemed to parallel the world where Ning Fan resided... a parallel space-time!

Back then, the Emperor Butcher had infused Ning Fan with a lot of reincarnation knowledge about parallel space-time, which Ning Fan could not comprehend at the time.

Now, Ning Fan had a slight understanding of it.

He no longer listened closely to the history of the world where the Quasi-Saint Female Child resided. Instead, he was lost in thought, slightly absent-minded.

The Quasi-Saint Female Child was passionately describing the fascinating Primordial Era War. It was a piece of history she longed for the most. She thought Ning Fan would also enjoy listening to it. To her surprise, Ning Fan seemed to wander into the clouds and showed no interest in this history at all, which irritated her a bit.

How could she not be annoyed! Ning Fan was the one who asked her to tell the history of the Real Realms, she obediently complied, yet Ning Fan was not listening attentively and even dared to daydream!

"Hmph, if you don’t listen carefully, then I won’t speak! Eh, what is this, this is! This is impossible! This is the submission of plants! How can you do such a thing!"

The Quasi-Saint Female Child was about to complain a bit more when she was suddenly captivated by the strange scene before her.

On this glacier, where no grass should grow due to the cold, a wave of Ning Fan’s sleeve miraculously caused patches of reeds as tall as one’s waist to sprout on the ice.

Creating vegetation out of nothing, this was the use of the Dao Principle of Wood, and not just any principle, but a power at the Control Position level!

Upon their emergence, the shrubs immediately bowed to the ground as if worshipping their monarch, not driven by divine skills, but surrendering from the heart.

This shook the Quasi-Saint Female Child’s heart tremendously, as she did not expect that Ning Fan, with just an Immortal King cultivation, could utilize the Wooden Control Position to such an extent!

It was rumored that, in the same era, among those cultivating the same Control Position, only one could become the supreme ruler of that Control Position. Only such an existence could make all living things of that Control Position submit from the heart.

Could it be that Ning Fan, with just an Immortal King cultivation, has already reached the pinnacle of the Wooden Control Position? Impossible!

Ning Fan paid no mind to the Quasi-Saint Female Child’s shock, nor would he explain his supreme identity as the Wood Father God to her.

At this moment, he was immersed in an enigmatic comprehension, which actually increased the Power of Reincarnation within him!

From the Quasi-Saint Female Child’s words, Ning Fan saw a whole new visage of reincarnation.

He understood what the Emperor Butcher once meant by parallel space-time. He recalled Emperor Butcher mentioning the concept of the reincarnation connection point...

[...You ask me what the reincarnation connection point is? Of course, it’s the place where numerous reincarnations are connected! What, still don’t understand, really gives me a headache, how do I make this clear to you, I’m the worst at teaching with words...]

[...Reincarnation is a very mysterious thing, it’s not just one layer, but layer upon layer; each layer of reincarnation, like parallel space-time, each person extends from that parallel space-time, can have countless pasts, and also countless futures... you can understand the reincarnation connection point as the boundary of different parallel space-time. Your past isn’t necessarily what you experienced in this life; your future isn’t necessarily what you will encounter in this life. Understand?]

Reincarnation connection point, indeed, this glacier world is clearly a reincarnation connection point that the Water Sect Eight Sons accidentally discovered!

This glacier world connects to another reincarnation, in that parallel reincarnation, there is also an Aflo, undergoing the Zi Wei Immortal Domain’s decadal dream trial.

If there are no surprises, this Quasi-Saint Aflo is what the Half-Saint Aflo he caught earlier looks like in another parallel reincarnation!

Parallel reincarnations can be countless, the same person can have countless reincarnations. Because these reincarnations are parallel, they never intersect, but there are exceptions... that exception is a marvelous place like the reincarnation connection point, which can connect parallel reincarnations!

This Quasi-Saint Aflo cannot be taken out of this glacier world, cannot be accommodated into the Yin Yang Locket’s space, simply because she does not belong to this reincarnation, therefore is sealed by this world’s reincarnation from freedom.

"Do you know, reincarnation?"

Ning Fan at that moment, his gaze was ethereal, as if it contained all the myriad ways of heaven, asked the Quasi-Saint Aflo.

The Quasi-Saint Aflo was startled, shaking her head. Is reincarnation something she is qualified to know? As a Quasi-Saint, she had barely touched the idea of complete success, but was still far from comprehending reincarnation and achieving Sainthood.

"This is the reincarnation I am in."

Ning Fan casually pulled a clump of reeds and wove them into a Grass Ring, showing it to Aflo.

Aflo didn’t understand what Ning Fan was doing, didn’t understand why a mere Grass Ring was a reincarnation, silently waiting for Ning Fan to explain.

But Ning Fan didn’t explain to her, instead, pulled another clump of reeds, weaving a second Grass Ring, saying, "This is the reincarnation you are in."

Aflo was even more puzzled, as a Quasi-Saint she had a preliminary understanding of the word reincarnation, but Ning Fan’s words were so profound, so profound that she could not understand a word.

Ning Fan still didn’t explain, suddenly placed the two Grass Rings parallel on the ground, and asked, "Understand?"

Aflo shook her head, with even more confusion in her eyes.

She stared intently at the two Grass Rings on the ground, as if a voice in her mind was constantly questioning.

Why do these two grass rings exist in parallel...

How could these two grass rings exist in parallel...

The same world cannot have two...

"Confused, aren’t you? In this case, could you understand?"

Ning Fan plucked another stalk of cattail grass and bound one end to a grass ring. In this way, the stalk became the only connection point for two parallel grass rings. Pointing to the cattail grass connecting the parallel rings, Ning Fan said to Afou Luo, "I don’t know what you mean by the trial of dreams, but if I guess correctly, you might have accidentally taken a wrong path and stumbled into the connecting point of parallel reincarnation, which is why you are suppressed here by the Water Sect Eight Sons..."

"Parallel reincarnation, connection point..." Afou Luo was instantly enlightened, her beautiful eyes widened in shock, as if she had suddenly understood many profound matters.

The place she was currently located was not any trial of dreams; the people she met here were entirely different from those in her own cycle of reincarnation.

No wonder, no wonder she always felt a discord with this world of glaciers, the reason lies here!

She had accidentally, without realizing it, stumbled into another cycle of reincarnation!

"Reincarnation, what is reincarnation; parallel, how is parallel..."

Ning Fan plucked more stalks of cattail grass, weaving them into more grass rings and piled them vertically on the ground.

The grass rings formed a small tower, growing taller, eventually more than a person’s height, yet Ning Fan’s confusion grew deeper.

He stopped piling grass rings and drew a straight line on the ground.

To Afou Luo’s eyes, this line was merely a line.

But to Ning Fan’s eyes, each point on the line was a grass ring, each was a parallel cycle of reincarnation.

Reincarnation aligns parallel, stack together naturally forming a straight line.

But Ning Fan knew, within reincarnation, there exists no straight lines. No matter how straight the line, walk along it, eventually you return to the start, forming a circle.

Ning Fan made the line very long, then covered his eyes entirely with the limited Power of Reincarnation.

His eyes no longer flickered with green light but were enveloped by a layer of purple-gold Power of Reincarnation.

When this Power of Reincarnation covered his eyes, the space-time he saw began to distort, the line was no longer a line, the line on the ground twisted, eventually connecting head to tail, forming an airtight circle.

But this circle, this connection, this space-time distortion, was visible only to Ning Fan, Afou Luo could not see it.

"Countless parallel spacetime stacked together will form a new large circle. And this circle is the true reincarnation. Whether my own circle or the one of Quasi-Saint Afou Luo, they are actually just parts of the complete cycle of reincarnation..."

"If I regard the initial woven grass ring as the first cycle of Heavenly Dao, then countless parallel existences of the first cycle of Heavenly Dao stacked beneath, a larger broader reincarnation great circle can be formed, this is the second cycle of Heavenly Dao. If the second cycle of Heavenly Dao is stacked that way, countless parallel existences of the second cycle of Heavenly Dao again can form the third cycle of Heavenly Dao. If further the third cycle of Heavenly Dao is stacked parallel this way..."

The existence of the world is countless small circles, forming a large circle! But when the large circle reaches the extreme, it is possible again to return to the initial small circle...

Could countless parallel reincarnations contain countless Afou Luo, and potentially countless Ning Fan as well...

"Who am I...Countless parallel reincarnations could have countless Ning Fan...If I encounter other Ning Fans, only using Ning Fan as distinction, it can’t differentiate us."

"Thus, I am Ning Fan, yet I might as well not be Ning Fan."

"But if I am not Ning Fan...who am I..."

As Ning Fan uttered this question, the aura around him abruptly changed!

At this moment, he began to lose clarity on who he was.

But at this moment, the world’s veins, in his eyes, became exceptionally clear!

This inquiry was not about names, but the true self!

The instant this question was asked, Ning Fan gained the qualification to cultivate the true self corpse, the good corpse, the evil corpse! Was qualified to ask for the Saint Realm through the method of corpse cutting!

Of course, Ning Fan himself who posed this inquiry was unaware of this matter, and certainly didn’t know about any method of corpse cutting.

He didn’t know, but it didn’t mean Quasi-Saint Afou Luo didn’t know!

In her parallel reincarnation, many Saints and Immortal Emperors existed, and she had the good fortune to witness firsthand a big favor achieved the Saint position through corpse cutting!

She didn’t understand Ning Fan, but sensed from Ning Fan a hint of the aura of the true self corpse!

"What has this child done! Mere Immortal King, within him even harbors a seed of karma of the true self corpse! This is impossible! How could the world have such a talent defying the heavens! Even those big favor, Great Demons, Great Demons, capable of sensing the three corpse karma seeds are rare to find, else how could so many supreme existences be trapped at the doorstep of the third step, and how could so many choose to abandon the method of corpse cutting and instead seek to achieve sainthood through merit-based paths..."

"How did he nurture the Seed of True Self’s Karma!"

"He just crafted some Grass Rings, uttered some strange words, and drew a straight line..."

Aflo’s heart was troubled, vaguely aware that a precious chance to comprehend the Corpse Cutting technique lay before her, yet she couldn’t grasp it.

She stared intently at the straight line Ning Fan drew on the ground, wishing it to reveal its secrets. Alas, in her eyes, it remained merely a straight line; only in the eyes of those who had touched the Mysteries of Reincarnation could it bend time and space, connecting end to beginning.

She was destined not to defy the heavens like Ning Fan, and to easily cultivate the Seed of True Self’s Karma.

"Who am I..."

Ning Fan seemed entrapped in this question, unable to extricate himself.

It was as if countless demonic voices were questioning him, yet the more he clarified reincarnation, the less he found an answer.

Am I Ning Fan?

No, I am not Ning Fan... There are many Ning Fans, but how can I be the only one...

Aflo looked at the straight line but couldn’t decipher anything, then saw Ning Fan seemingly possessed, muttering incessantly "Who am I?" and was shocked.

Oh no! This child is merely an Immortal King, hardly qualified to cultivate the Seed of True Self’s Karma; this was reckless pursuit of Corpse Cutting and entering madness!

"Should I save him! Should I..."

Demi-Saint Aflo struggled internally.

For a moment, countless intimate dreams shared with Ning Fan floated through her mind.

Those dreams seemed distant, as if they belonged to another reincarnation.

Yet those dreams were close, close enough that the medicinal strength of the pills Ning Fan gave her seemed still unabsorbed within her.

She remembered once during an intimate dream, she nearly fell out of her realm due to exhaustion from shedding Merfolk Tears, and ever since, Ning Fan would tenderly feed her pills to nourish and strengthen her...

Her mind wrestled, but her body responded first.

"When you know who you are, you are not you; when you do not know who you are, then you are you!" Aflo suddenly spoke, surprising even herself.

She actually... cared so much for Ning Fan’s safety!

She didn’t know the deep meaning of this statement, only that in the Ziwei Xianyu, when a great cultivator cultivated the Seed of True Self’s Karma and went mad like Ning Fan, chaos ensued.

At that time, Ziwei Great Saint spoke these words and awakened the great cultivator.

Ning Fan had fallen into madness, his divine sense befuddled, yet his last spark of clarity warned him the situation was perilous!

Reincarnation, indeed, was not something he could comprehend easily.

It seemed like his chaotic comprehension of reincarnation had invoked a backlash...

Ning Fan sensed that the Power of Reincarnation within him inexplicably flowed into his Spirit, forming a bizarre purple-gold seed inside.

Ning Fan did not know this seed was the Seed of True Self’s Karma, desired by countless great cultivators, but felt intuitively that this madness was closely linked to this strange seed.

Thinking if he continued in madness, it would endanger his life, better to destroy this strange seed, perhaps then he could awaken from madness.

Just as he gathered his remaining consciousness to destroy the seed, Aflo’s words suddenly reached his ears.

[When you know who you are, you are not you; when you do not know who you are, then you are you!]

In an instant, Ning Fan seemed to realize something, his rampant Heart Demon suddenly calmed down.

"Indeed, indeed... Whether Ning Fan or countless parallel reincarnations, they are not born from my will! I do not know who the Creator is, but perhaps the one who drew this [Endless Cycle of Reincarnation] could be called the Creator. The Creator created a butterfly, this creation bears the Creator’s will. However, it is not my will! I am Ning Fan not because the Creator wanted to create a Ning Fan, but because... I chose to be Ning Fan! My existence is unrelated to my physical body, my name, my cultivation, or Taoist journey at all. My will is my true self!"

"Because the endless reincarnations have countless versions of me, I am not Ning Fan; because my will is uniquely singular, I am still Ning Fan!"

Even though parallel reincarnations can create numerous Ning Fans with similar appearances and auras, the same will remains forever singular!

I am just me, why need question myself!

Ning Fan exhaled a long breath, completely suppressing the Heart Demon, and the mysterious seed that emerged within him seemed to stabilize even further, firmly rooting in his Spirit, nourished by the Power of Reincarnation; as it grew, it nourished Ning Fan’s Power of Reincarnation, causing it to steadily and slowly expand.

Could this mysterious seed really enhance the Power of Reincarnation?

This unknown seed is truly extraordinary! Just now, he nearly destroyed this seed!

Ning Fan looked at the Quasi-Saint Aflo caught in the net with a complex expression and sighed.

If it weren’t for this woman’s words of advice, he would never have managed to escape the Heart Demon so easily; surely he would have had to destroy this mysterious seed within him.

Now, relying on this woman, he preserved the mysterious seed, yet in doing so owed her a debt of gratitude.

Thinking back on how he had previously disrespected her, and how she repaid him with kindness, even someone like Ning Fan, with his thick skin, now felt a little ashamed.

"Thank you."

He exhibited his divine skills, unexpectedly dissolving the bewitching technique net that had enveloped her.

Aflo was also taken aback, not expecting her casual advice to Ning Fan would lead him to be so grateful as to release her. As the bewitching technique net was undone, her mana gradually restored, and the grand aura of the Quasi-Saint roared out once more, shaking the heavens and earth.

As her mana recovered, Aflo instinctively wanted to eliminate Ning Fan and regain face, but upon recalling that Ning Fan was the fantasy figure of her countless dreams, and considering Ning Fan’s kindness in releasing her, no matter how ruthless she was, she could not bring herself to act against Ning Fan at this moment, her heart was filled with an unspeakable feeling.

"Why did you let me go!" She unexpectedly rebuked Ning Fan.

Ning Fan was speechless and replied, "Isn’t it good that I released you? Or do you prefer me to lock you up and torment you?"

"Bah! Shameless!" Aflo’s old face turned red; she was no masochist, how could she possibly enjoy being locked up and tormented by Ning Fan?

Yet she had to admit, she was somewhat attached to the various pleasures in her dreams...

After dreaming for so many years, to find out her fantasy actually existed, this feeling was unbearably shameful.

Moreover, recalling how Ning Fan had recently been nibbling on her chest, she felt even more awkward, glanced around at the surrounding Glacier World, and changed the subject, "I never expected this place is a connection point to parallel reincarnations, which means we are not people from the same reincarnation. No wonder my accidental entry into this place years ago alarmed the Water Sect Eight Sons, leading them to directly suppress me... Perhaps they thought I was an extraterritorial invader. After suppressing me, they used the Art of Inquiry, gathering incense by worshiping my statue, to deduce my origins..."

The Art of Inquiry?

Ning Fan was startled. In the mortal world, some temples gather incense through worship to predict fortunes. Surprisingly, the cultivation world could use incense in this way; it was indeed magical, though, it seemed such art had long been lost in the cultivation world, and current Immortal Emperors during the decline period did not particularly value incense.

"I was trapped by the Water Sect Eight Sons for billions of years, though the time I spent in the dream trials was merely a few hundred breaths, it must have greatly affected my trial score. Alas, I must return, return to my reincarnation."

Aflo sighed wistfully, billions of years in dreams, hundreds of breaths in reality. However, she ultimately experienced the suffering of being suppressed for billions of years, her cultivation did not increase a bit, yet her spirit sense was much stronger compared to before.

"This Glacier World was where I lost my way and inadvertently entered many years ago; its entrance can no longer be found. This time I can use a Secret Technique to return, but I won’t be able to find the entrance again. Farewell, Dream Lover..."

Dream Lover!

Ning Fan shuddered instinctively, feeling this address incredibly vulgar, and thought if Aflo returned to another world, always calling him this, it would be far too unpleasant.

Thinking it over, Ning Fan decided to inform her of his name. He was Ning Fan, unique and unparalleled.

"My name is Ning Fan."

"Ning Fan, right... got it, Dream Lover, farewell." Aflo smiled back, taking a deep look at Ning Fan, finally she formed a spirit sense and used a secret technique, preparing to leave this Glacier World.

"Wait! There’s someone here I want you to meet?" Suddenly, Ning Fan had an idea.

He was very curious to see what would happen if the two Aflo from different timespaces met.

Perhaps it would pose some danger to the two women, or it might bring different opportunities to them.

If there was danger... considering Aflo’s advice, he would do everything possible to protect them.

If there was an opportunity... maybe he could use the chance to slightly repay Quasi-Saint Aflo for her advice.

"Who do you want me to meet?" Quasi-Saint Aflo was surprised.

"You’ll know when you see her."

Ning Fan took a deep breath, for a long time, finally releasing the Half-Saint Aflo from the Xuan Yin Treasure.

For the Half-Saint Aflo, Ning Fan did not trust her that much; even though she was released, she was still bound by the bewitching technique rope.

Initially, Quasi-Saint Aflo was somewhat interested in Ning Fan himself, not much in meeting others.

But when Quasi-Saint Aflo saw another Aflo appear, her beautiful eyes immediately widened.

Startled, she couldn’t close her mouth!

Of course, Demi-Saint Afra was equally astonished by the scene unfolding before her eyes.

No further explanation was needed!

The two women only needed to stand face to face to sense their own bloodlines flowing together!

As if it were their own!

In this instant, the memories of the two women overlapped, their cultivation fused!

The cultivation of Quasi-Saint Afra suddenly surged, gaining the cultivation of Demi-Saint Afra, along with the numerous memories of Demi-Saint Afra.

Demi-Saint Afra’s cultivation soared even higher, almost breaking through to the rank of Quasi-Saint in one swift motion. If not for a lack of insights, she would definitely become a Quasi-Saint!

At this moment, the two women, whose reincarnation paths were originally different, became as one due to the overlap and convergence of their reincarnation!

It was like two pieces missing from different cycles found each other, forming... a slightly larger piece.

"Is this the situation when people from different timelines meet... It seems to bring great benefits. Thus, it is sufficient to repay this woman’s guidance." Ning Fan observed that there was no danger when individuals from different timelines met, and he let out a sigh of relief.

He gained a deeper understanding and a layer of speculation.

After the Third Step, perhaps part of cultivation... involves meeting oneself from different parallel timelines.

If so, letting the two different Afra meet today would give Afra a glimpse of entering the Third Step?

"I am Afra," Quasi-Saint Afra smiled at the other Afra.

"I am Afra too," the counterpart returned the smile of enlightenment.

"You are me."

"You are me too."

"He is Dream Lover."

"Yes, he is Dream Lover."

At this moment, both women simultaneously fixed their gazes on Ning Fan, carrying exceedingly complex emotions.

Ning Fan felt a headache; the vulgar title Dream Lover, must he be called this by Afra for life...

Whether in another timeline or the same timeline?

"You should return to that side, my true self remains here, after all, Dream Lover is in this reincarnation," Demi-Saint Afra suddenly commanded the other Afra.

Though Quasi-Saint Afra had a higher cultivation, she complied with Demi-Saint Afra’s command readily.

The two women seemed to have established some sense of hierarchy in an instant.

Afterward, Quasi-Saint Afra performed a secret technique, permanently returning to the alternate timeline she belonged to.

Demi-Saint Afra, however, sensed the addition of a Seed of True Self’s Karma within her incredulously. She too managed to grasp the Seed of True Self’s Karma, albeit knowing she could never simply draw a straight line and thus cultivate it like Ning Fan could. The reason she achieved it was due to the extraordinary, defying opportunity—the chance meeting with herself from another timeline.

This was an encounter longed for by countless Saints.

She, incredibly, before becoming a Saint, had obtained such a fortuitous encounter.

"Dream Lover, for how long do you intend to bind me?"

"Call me Ning Fan..." Ning Fan looked at Demi-Saint Afra with significant implication.

The expression she looked at him with was remarkably like that of Quasi-Saint Afra, containing a hint of complex emotion, truly intriguing.

Demi-Saint Afra was originally his captive, yet on account of the other Afra... he nodded and untied all the bewitchment ropes binding her.

"Alright, call you Ning Fan. Ning Fan, you have given me hope to become a Saint; I, Afra, will always repay kindness, starting today, I shall not be your enemy anymore, previous grudges, let them be wiped clean. But asking me to assist you against other Zi Wei companions is absolutely impossible. You and I, ultimately are adversaries, I must return to my kin..."

"Are you returning to the Eleventh Path?"

"Not necessarily any particular path, the Eleventh Path is not the foundation of my Merfolk Clan. However, if Grand Divine Minister learns I escaped danger, he will likely summon me back to the Sixth Path, since the Blood God’s ritual is already... Anyway, rest assured, even if I return to my clan, I won’t assist them against you. I, Afra, shall not raise a hand against my benefactor, should I break this oath, let this arrow be so!"

Afra casually produced a Golden Arrow, breaking it into two halves, keeping the tail end and handing the arrowhead to Ning Fan.

"Likewise, if you encounter troubles, as long as they don’t harm the interests of Ziwei Immortal Cultivators, hold this arrowhead, and I shall accomplish one task for you. You helped me with enlightenment on the Saint Road; if I possess the qualifications to become a Saint, perhaps Grand Divine Minister may show leniency towards my Merfolk Clan... This favor is significant and will surely be repaid! Dream Lover, no, Ning Fan, farewell!"

As soon as he finished speaking, even this Semi-Saint cultivated Afra flew out of the Glacier World and left.

As for Afra, Ning Fan still had a great deal of trust in her. She was a woman who valued loyalty more than life, had endured torment without betraying her clan, and now after making an oath, she naturally wouldn’t betray him either.

It’s just a pity that once she was released, he would no longer be able to collect Merfolk Tears in the future, and if he wanted to quickly cultivate the Sky-hook Jade, he would need to find another method.

Forget it, after this incident, he couldn’t bear to torture Afra anymore, so let her go.

He could never imprison and torment a benefactor; after all, she had given him pointers and was considered his benefactor indeed.

Rumble!

The entire Glacier World suddenly shook violently as if the eight ice mountains had all been destroyed, leading to an unstable realm on the verge of collapse.

Seeing a rare connecting point of reincarnation about to be destroyed, Ning Fan felt regretful but was powerless to stop the collapse of this realm and had to give up.

During the collapse, Ning Fan only had enough time to take away the unconscious Shenkong Emperor and others. Shortly after exiting the Glacier World, the entire realm collapsed in space.

This connecting point of reincarnation will never exist again...

Ning Fan sighed with regret and awakened Shenkong Emperor and the others.

As soon as they woke up, they anxiously asked Ning Fan what had happened after they lost consciousness.

Ning Fan grew angry looking at this bunch of worthless allies. If the one sealed had not been a female Quasi-Saint but a male Quasi-Saint; if it hadn’t been a First Order Quasi-Saint but a Second, Third Rank; today Ning Fan might have met his demise in the Glacier World!

Their eagerness to find treasures made them unaware of the depths of the Glacier World, and they almost got him into trouble by calling him to break the formation.

As such, Ning Fan naturally couldn’t divide the eight Innate Treasures among them; when asked by Shenkong Emperor and others, he said the treasures were taken by that female Quasi-Saint; when asked where the female Quasi-Saint went, he said she escaped, not mentioning anything about what transpired with Quasi-Saint Afra.

Hearing that the Innate Treasures were taken by the female Quasi-Saint, Shenkong Emperor and others felt a sense of loss but also found it quite normal.

The enemy was a Quasi-Saint! It was already commendable for Ning Fan to rescue them, how could he possibly have the ability to keep the treasures?

Probably because Ning Fan abandoned the treasures that the female Quasi-Saint didn’t pursue them relentlessly...

"Thank you, Brother Ning, for your life-saving grace! We will repay this favor someday!" Shenkong Emperor and others, surviving a great calamity, were naturally grateful to Ning Fan. They recalled the terror of the Song of the Sea Demons, which made them break out in cold sweat, in awe.

Seeing these allies at least knew gratitude, Ning Fan felt a bit better. As for their promised reciprocation, he didn’t really care.

"Although the Innate Treasures are lost, there should be other treasures that weren’t taken by the female Quasi-Saint, right?"

"I remember there was a semi-finished Ten Revolutions Ancestor Pill in the last cave!"

"I remember seeing a strange iron box, tightly sealed and impossible to open!"

"That iron box seemed to have a hint of Water Control Position’s aura. I wonder what was sealed within it. May I ask, Brother Ning, was that treasure saved?" Shenkong Emperor and others asked expectantly.

Iron box? Water Control Position?

Surprised, Ning Fan indeed saw that before he awakened Shenkong Emperor and others, Emperor Xukong had been clinging to an iron box. He had taken the iron box, and it was now stored within the Xuan Yin Treasure. He hadn’t carefully sensed the box, so he didn’t know about the Water Control Position’s power surging within it.

Could it be that among the treasures in those caves, there really was something worthy of his attention?

Like this origin-surrounding Water Control Position iron box...

"Was there such an iron box? I thought it was just an ordinary box, so when it was taken by the Quasi-Saint, I didn’t desperately fight for it; instead, I seized the opportunity to escape with you all," Ning Fan feigned ignorance.

"What about the pills? That semi-finished Ancestor Pill!"

"Also taken away."

"Damn! That Quasi-Saint is outrageous!"

Ning Fan had no qualms about deceiving these allies; he also felt no guilt about keeping their treasures.

Upon hearing that their treasures were taken by the enemy, Shenkong Emperor and others started cursing, but they were cursing the enemy. They were still very grateful to Ning Fan, their savior.

Though they were not righteous men, being Immortal Emperors, they knew well the dangers of owing a karmic debt, and their intention to repay Ning Fan came from sincerity. All of them were contemplating how to clear their karmic debt with Ning Fan in the future.

Ning Fan didn’t care about such karmic debts. Since things were resolved here, he only wanted to return to Wansheng Pass quickly to see what mysteries and gains lay within the so-called Water Control Position iron box...

Speaking of which, that semi-finished Ten Revolutions Ancestor Pill also seemed to have some intrigue.