Chapter 1214: Chapter 1214: I’m Really Not a Good Person...

The Light Clan differs from the ordinary North Heaven Cultivation Clan; the surname of its cultivators comes last, while the given name comes first. The names of the clan members mostly include a ’Guang’ character, such as ’Shentu Guang’.

This Light Clan Quasi-Saint is named Shentu Guang.

During the era of the Zi Dou Immortal Domain, Shentu Guang could be considered a somewhat renowned figure, having once been among the top eight hundred under the Purple Dou Immortal Emperor in his youth. Unfortunately, time shows no mercy. His immortal lifespan has long since been exhausted, and now, he can only linger in the Heaven Evading Coffin, akin to a useless person.

He is lean and short, resembling a skinny monkey. The robe woven with light flickers with the pattern of an ancient ape worshiping the sun. His appearance is not impressive, and due to his declining vital energy, his aura seems like that of a dying man; yet, only his eyes remain bright, glowing like the sun, with a smoldering fire faintly burning within.

The instant Ning Fan met his gaze, he felt a scorching pain in his eyes. Arrogant as he might be, this person undeniably possesses some skills.

"It’s Ancestor Shentu! The elder is taking action!"

As Shentu Guang appeared, the Light Clan’s domain erupted in cheers, with countless cultivators bowing and prostrating towards Shentu Guang.

Moreover, dozens of Light Clan giants dressed as Yellow Turban Strongmen labored to carry out a massive hexagon-shaped long hammer akin to a small mountain. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

That hammer is severely decrepit, having endured countless years, with its spiritual light severely depleted, yet the blood stains covering it still exude an overwhelming evil aura. Clearly, it is an innate mid-grade treasure.

"Please forgive us, Ancestor. We have spent 300,000 years but still cannot completely restore the Shattered Immortal Hammer, only managing to recover six-tenths of its power," the Yellow Turban Strongmen pleaded.

"No matter! Six-tenths power is sufficient to deal with Quasi-Saints of the Decline!" Shentu Guang replied with old arrogance.

He stepped forward, and his entire body suddenly shone brightly, transforming into a hundred-zhang-long Eternal True Body within the light, holding the Shattered Immortal Hammer, and smashing it towards Ning Fan!

This Shattered Immortal Hammer weighs as much as thirty cultivation stars. With one strike, the entire starry sky trembles fiercely! It’s hard to imagine that Shentu Guang, with his declining vital energy, still has the strength to wield such a heavy weapon. This person, despite his energy depletion, is in no way inferior to a Quasi-Saint of the Immortal Stone level!

Faced with this brute force attack, Ning Fan chose to evade. Yet, the problem was, even though he clearly avoided Shentu Guang’s massive hammer strike, for some reason, he was still sent flying heavily!

As if struck by thirty invisible cultivation stars simultaneously, the destructive force shattered Ning Fan’s defenses!

Without the premise of opening his true body, Ning Fan’s ’physical form’ was directly blasted apart! Suddenly, the entire Light Clan erupted in cheers!

"Too powerful! Ancestor Shentu annihilated the invading Quasi-Saint with just one strike!"

"This is the fate of those who oppose the Light Clan!"

"This foreign Quasi-Saint only has this much strength, yet he dared to boast about stealing our clan’s treasures. How ridiculous!"

Not all of the Light Clan cultivators were cheering; some felt puzzled.

"It’s too strange. Are Quasi-Saints really so easy to kill? Even if Ancestor Shentu is strong, it shouldn’t be possible to annihilate the opponent with just one strike..."

Shentu Guang squinted his old eyes. He certainly wouldn’t believe that Ning Fan could be killed so easily. When he saw Ning Fan’s exploded ’physical form’ transform into scattered woodchips, his expression slightly shifted, and he realized!

"It turned out to be a Wood Clone! When did this person use a clone without me noticing at all! Could it be that this person possesses the Wood Sealing Title or the Wooden Control Position? Otherwise, there’s no way I wouldn’t detect his clone aura!"

Suddenly! The shattered woodchips in the world began to gather, and in an instant, Ning Fan’s body reformed, walking out from the flying woodchips.

Of course, it merely looked like body reformation; in reality, Ning Fan’s true body had never been shattered, thus there was no reformation to speak of.

When the giant hammer attacked, Ning Fan manifested the shell of a Wood Demon Clone on his body surface, hiding within the shell to withstand the enemy’s attack.

The Wood Demon Clone could be used this way!

This was also a combat technique Ning Fan had recently pondered; possessing the Godhood of Wood yet developing few wood-related methods was indeed wasteful.

"I didn’t expect your woodline mastery to reach such a degree; it seems I underestimated you before. Quasi-Saints of the Decline do vary, but you are definitely among the best. Unfortunately, your opponent is me! In my prime, I defeated several Quasi-Saints at your caliber of Sealing Title and Control Position. Although my power has waned, defeating you won’t be difficult! You know nothing about the power difference between ancient and modern Quasi-Saints!" Despite being surprised by Ning Fan’s wood techniques, Shentu Guang still insisted.

"It is you who knows nothing; I’m not a Quasi-Saint, merely an Immortal King." Ning Fan shook his head.

When he lacks strength, he would purposefully feign profound cultivation to intimidate the enemy.

When he possesses strength, he doesn’t mind revealing his true realm, having no need to pretend anymore.

"What? You’re an Immortal King? A king with seventeen thousand Calamities of mana!" Shentu Guang’s face finally changed.

An Immortal King with a mana purity of 17,000 Calamities is truly frightening! When he becomes a Quasi-Saint, just how fierce will he be! Such a prodigy to emerge during the Era of Decline!

"Alright, I’ve tested your skills. Next, I’ll seriously challenge the sect!"

In a brief exchange, Ning Fan had already gauged Shentu Guang’s abilities. Shentu Guang’s Shattered Immortal Hammer, though appearing like a hammer treasure, the light it emits is truly where the attack lies. Avoiding this hammer’s attack is extremely difficult; one casual strike from this hammer is a heavy blow equal to thirty stars. This Shattered Immortal Hammer alone is hard to deal with, and since Shentu Guang is a Quasi-Saint, he undoubtedly possesses other methods. Ning Fan estimates that, without using his trump cards, defeating this person would require quite a hard battle.

Then, let’s use the trump card!

He’s here for a sect challenge, aiming for a quick decisive victory rather than a slow grind!

Ning Fan wasn’t well-versed in the sect challenge traditions of the Liangyi Sect, but he recalled the Black Demon Sect’s tradition before a challenge: strike the opponent’s main gate thrice to show off one’s power!

In his mind, Ning Fan felt as if he had returned to the snowy winds of Seven Apricot City, back to the Rain Immortal World, reimagining the scenes of challenging a sect with the old monster for the first time during his youth.

A warm smile curled at his lips, yet the action he took was far from warm!

He directly summoned the Ant Lord Tao Mountain and fiercely smashed it toward Shentu Guang!

"Rest assured, I will only strike three times, and not a single strike more."

Ning Fan’s words carried no extra emotion, but to Shentu Guang, they sounded like immense mockery!

"’Only strike three times, and not a single strike more!’ Does he actually think he can finish me off in three moves? Ha, what an arrogant junior, just like I used to be!"

Shentu Guang was so infuriated he laughed!

Always had it been him who was arrogant, but now it’s someone else’s turn to be arrogant before him!

Regardless of whether this brat is the Heaven-Reversed Immortal King, or whether he has endless potential in the future!

This elder today will cut off all prospects for this kid!

"Heaven and earth’s light, heed my command! Enter my hammer, shatter this mountain!"

Shentu Guang is truly commendable, though not a genuine Light Control Position, he has barely touched its threshold, able to gather the light of heaven and earth with his slight Control Position power, enhancing the power of the Shattered Immortal Hammer!

At this moment, the Shattered Immortal Hammer seems even heavier, nearly possessing the destructive force of forty stars!

Shentu Guang, with his true body holding the hammer, lets out a long howl, soaring into the sky, slashing firmly towards the Ant Lord Tao Mountain!

His true body is so majestic!

The light surrounding him is so dazzling!

His Quasi-Saint aura is earth-shattering!

His clan members are looking up at him with reverence!

He intends to shatter this mountain!

He plans to teach Ning Fan a lesson!

He wants... Oh my, wait, why is my hammer breaking!

Shentu Guang’s face was filled with shock as his forty-star weighted Shattered Immortal Hammer struck the mountain Ning Fan had summoned, and it wasn’t Ning Fan’s mountain that shattered, but his Shattered Immortal Hammer!

The Shattered Immortal Hammer, shattered!

Even though this hammer was somewhat damaged and decayed, it shouldn’t shatter so easily. It was supposed to be an Innate Mid-grade Treasure! It wasn’t that the Shattered Immortal Hammer was too fragile; rather, Ning Fan’s mountain was too hard, too heavy!

After the Ant Lord Dao Mountain shattered the Shattered Immortal Hammer, it continued to smash into Shentu Guang.

Shentu Guang was thrown into disarray!

Shentu Guang nearly cursed out loud!

He was barely touched by the Ant Lord Dao Mountain, and yet he spewed blood violently, falling from the sky, as wretchedly as a defeated rooster!

It was as if what hit him wasn’t the mountain in front of him, but hundreds or thousands of Cultivation Stars!

So, so heavy!

What kind of bird mountain is this to be so heavy! Hundred star weight? Thousand star weight? No! This isn’t physical weight, but the weight of Dao! For heaven’s sake, this is a Dao Mountain! For heaven’s sake, this is a Saint’s Dao Mountain! In this world, a second-step cultivator actually mastered the suppression technique of a Saint’s Dao Mountain, what a joke!

"The, the old ancestor couldn’t even withstand a single strike from that mountain!" The entire Light Clan was dead silent, everyone was struck speechless, their faith shattered.

"Fake! Fake! I don’t believe this is a Saint’s Dao Mountain! It must be a mistake in perception!"

While falling, Shentu Guang forcefully steadied his body, yelled furiously, and gathered the light in the sky and earth to form a thousand-zhang light dragon, riding the light dragon to once again charge towards the Dao Mountain in the sky!

Boom!

He collided with the Dao Mountain for the second time!

He was struck by the Dao Mountain for the second time and spat blood, falling down from the sky!

"It really is... real..."

Shentu Guang was in despair!

Damn it... it truly is a Saint’s Dao Mountain! How could he possibly be a match for a Saint’s Dao Mountain!

Boom!

It was Shentu Guang heavily crashing onto the ground!

Boom boom boom boom boom!

It was the Ant Lord Dao Mountain similarly smashing onto the lands of the Light Clan, causing countless fissures to form throughout the Light Clan’s territory!

Each time the Dao Mountain descended, it created hundreds of intersecting large ravines across the Light Clan’s land!

The second time it descended, the number of ravines increased to thousands!

The third time it descended, the entire Light Clan territory was shattered into countless fragments!

This is the Light Clan’s territory, after all; within the earth veins, there are countless powerful protective formation patterns that even a Second-Grade Quasi-Saint from North Heaven may not be able to destroy. Yet, this territory was still smashed into bits by Ning Fan!

Shentu Guang was powerless to prevent all of this, and if Ning Fan hadn’t held back, even he would have been destroyed. One must know, his physical defense and Spirit were already exhausted to the point of flickering out, unable to withstand much more damage. If his physical defense were destroyed, his Spirit’s demise was also inevitable.

Shentu Guang knew well, despite his fury, that the Saint’s Dao Mountain was clearly unbeatable. He no longer dared to fight Ning Fan.

At this moment, he was immensely grateful that Ning Fan had only struck three times instead of thirty or three hundred times; otherwise, the Light Clan might have nothing left, not even shattered pieces of their territory.

"Still want to fight..." Ning Fan asked, his words betraying no emotion.

"Uh, no more fighting, no more fighting! Thank you, Daoist, for showing mercy... My Light Clan concedes, Daoist, whatever you want from our clan, we are willing to offer it up..."

Shentu Guang climbed out from the ruins, speaking awkwardly, and with him came a group of Light Clan cultivators, all showing expressions of despondence and deep shock.

But not a single Light Clan cultivator died from the collateral damage, showing clearly that Ning Fan perfectly controlled the range of the Dao Mountain’s descent, sparing them.

At last, Shentu Guang decided to submit. The more arrogant he had spoken before, the more embarrassed he was to admit defeat now.

But there was no choice; the main forces of the Light Clan were fighting at the Boundary River, leaving only the young generation— the future of the Light Clan— in their territory. If they didn’t concede, would they let the enemy destroy the Light Clan’s future!

"Ah, this kid comes so aggressively, who knows what he desires. As expected, this kid must be after the Light Secret Scroll or perhaps our clan’s treasured Ancient Kingdom Trade Array fragments..." Though he had conceded, thinking about the clan treasures being taken by Ning Fan made Shentu Guang heartache.

Seeing Shentu Guang submit, Ning Fan stopped his assault and casually ordered the Ant Lord Dao Mountain to fly back to Xuan Yin Treasure.

Afterward, he took out the materials list given by the All-Knowing Elder and examined it carefully, saying, "I want one hundred pieces of Yin Light Stone, one hundred, not a single piece less."

This Yin Light Stone was something Ning Fan heard of for the first time, likely a precious Immortal Material from the Real Realms.

Indeed, upon hearing Ning Fan came for Yin Light Stone, Shentu Guang was directly stunned, then filled with rage and pointed at Ning Fan with a face full of indignation, seemingly wanting to curse but in a loss for words!

Seeing this, Ning Fan frowned slightly in his heart, wondering if the Yin Light Stone was indeed so critical to the Light Clan; otherwise, why would Shentu Guang be so upset.

"You say you came for the Yin Light Stone!" Shentu Guang finally spoke, his tone resentful beyond measure.

"Yes."

"Just for the mere hundred pieces of Yin Light Stone, you made my Light Clan shattered into pieces?!" Due to his excessive anger, Shentu Guang’s tone was somewhat shrill.

"Mere?"

"Why didn’t you say so earlier! Why not say earlier! If only I knew you wanted the Yin Light Stone, no words for a hundred, even a thousand, ten thousand, I would give! I would send! Just for such worthless junk, you destroyed the accumulated generations of effort my clan spent on developing the territory’s earth veins! My clan’s territory was ruined unjustly, ruined too cheaply!" Shentu Guang lamented.

"Even if I stated my purpose earlier, with your personality, you probably wouldn’t have given it willingly. After all, you showed up only to declare that you would take me without asking for my name," Ning Fan remarked indifferently.

"This..." Shentu Guang was left speechless. Indeed, without this fight, without knowing Ning Fan’s strength, even if Ning Fan wanted just a blade of grass, he wouldn’t have willingly given it up. Why should the dignified Light Clan bow to an outsider? It’s about principles, respect.

Eventually, Ning Fan obtained over ten thousand pieces of Yin Light Stone from the Light Clan, departing filled with gains.

Shentu Guang watched Ning Fan leave, only when Ning Fan was far beyond his spirit sense perception did he breathe a sigh of relief, confirming the opponent had truly left.

Wait, he seemed to have forgotten something important.

This peerless expert who could wield a Saint’s Dao Mountain and destroy the Light Clan’s territory, who is he...

"Ah, I have been secluded too long, I don’t even know such a remarkable figure emerged in North Heaven. Does anyone know who this person is?" Shentu Guang asked awkwardly to his clan members.

"Reporting to the old ancestor, we don’t know who this person is either." All Light Clan cultivators showed confusion.

However, several people did know of Ning Fan.

A few people happened to watch the Black Demon Sect’s competition and knew Ning Fan was a cultivator from Northern Heaven Black Demon Sect.

Some people had encountered Ning Fan and Ancestor Leize entering the Light Ancestor Abyss during patrol.

Others knew Ning Fan through the bounty posted by the Water Sect.

Shentu Guang organized all the intelligence and finally understood the basic information about Ning Fan.

"Black Demon Sect? Ning Fan? Challenging a sect? Smashing their mountain gate three times? I understand now! This person’s Black Demon Sect identity is just a disguise, he is from the Liangyi Sect! No wonder, no wonder this person’s actions are so domineering, robbing Yin Light Stones by demolishing my clan territory; yet within his dominance lies a clear sense of measure, not killing anyone from my Light Clan through all this, it precisely mirrors the old style of the Liangyi Sect! This person isn’t a Decline Era junior but, like me, a Liangyi Sect old monster who lived from ancient times to today!"

"Yet, how come I don’t remember any famed old monster from the Liangyi Sect named Ning Fan? Surely this name is just an alias. Or perhaps his appearance is also a disguise, taking such care to hide shows concern for face during the robbery because he might just be someone I was familiar with back in the day, there’s no mistaking it, that’s surely it!"

"There’s one more thing, what is this person’s true cultivation level? He claims to be an Immortal King, but can an Immortal King be so formidable? Clearly, he lied again, he is not an Immortal King at all! Even if he isn’t a Second Rank Quasi-Saint, he is definitely extremely strong among the First Rank! Hmph, trying to deceive this old man, there’s no way! Since he is from the Liangyi Sect and showed mercy to my clan, this is how the account will be settled. Alas, our clan owes the Liangyi Sage karma from years ago, we can’t completely annihilate their disciples! Listen up, this matter stops here! No one is allowed to retaliate against this old monster under the name Ning Fan! This person can be rude, but we must not lack integrity, we must remember the gratitude of the Liangyi Sage! In the future, if this person enters the Light Ancestor Abyss again, you must treat him as an honored guest, understood!"

Shentu Guang ordered sternly to the members of the Light Clan.

As much as Shentu Guang’s words sounded nice, if it wasn’t for Ning Fan’s formidable Saintly Dao Mountain, who knows if he would still consider the Liangyi Sage’s favor.

"Understood!" Members of the Light Clan nodded repeatedly like pecking chickens. Retaliate against Ning Fan? Do they have the ability? Want to die young? Didn’t see the Quasi-Saint cultivation level Shentu Guang being miserably defeated?

As for the Water Sect’s bounty order, it was all torn down by the Light Clan cultivators and completely ignored from then on.

...

"Do I now possess the strength to challenge the secret clans..."

In the distant starry sky, Ning Fan suddenly paused and sighed.

He once challenged the Dark Clan alone, but it was all talk; he couldn’t single-handedly crush the entire Dark Clan, and he was even lucky to defeat Hei Sheng.

This time, however, was different. He easily defeated Shentu Guang and crushed the entire Light Clan. Granted, the Quasi-Saint main force of the Light Clan was not present, but it was enough to show that he now has the qualification to confront the secret clans.

"Stop flattering yourself! You didn’t rely on your own strength to crush the Light Clan! You used the Dao Mountain of this palace, okay! And you don’t even have the cultivation to command this palace’s Dao Mountain, you simply used flattering words to coax the Dao Mountain, making her follow your orders! Without using the Dao Mountain, could you still crush the Light Clan? Not possible." In his divine sense, the Ant Lord taunted continuously.

"No, even without using the Dao Mountain, I can still crush the Light Clan, I still have three Saint’s Thunder Talismans unused." Ning Fan replied with a smile.

"Damn it! Those thunder talismans belong to this palace too! If you dare, suppress the Light Clan without using the thunder talismans!" The Ant Lord huffed angrily.

"What’s yours and mine, even you are the master’s possession! After entering the master’s divine sense, you are merely the master’s maid, remember your identity!" This time, it was Yinji speaking, another guest within Ning Fan’s divine sense.

"Presumptuous! How dare you, Dust Immortal, utter such arrogance! This palace is a grand saint; you dare call me a maid! Even if I am a maid, I would only serve Master Hongjun!" The Ant Lord stopped speaking to Ning Fan and instead quarreled with Yinji.

This was why she hadn’t quarreled with Ning Fan recently. She was busy fighting with Yinji and had no time to deal with Ning Fan. Today, she had a sudden impulse to tease Ning Fan but ended up arguing with Yinji again.

"Yes, indeed, I am the Dust Immortal, and I am proud, I am honored. Because I was transformed by a drop of the Tear Brother’s tears into the Dust Immortal, you, on the other hand, are just a tiny ant, even less than me." Yinji boasted. The Tear Brother she mentioned is naturally the Faceless Titan.

"Hmph! I was also transformed by Master Hongjun into an ant, and I am proud, I am honored, my pride surpasses yours Dust Residue a thousand times over! Know that my master is not something your Tear Brother can compare with!" The Ant Lord argued.

"You are not allowed to speak ill about Tear Brother! He is stronger than your Master Hongjun a thousand times!"

"You are not allowed to speak ill about my master! He is a billion times stronger than your Tear Brother!"

"Shut up!"

"You shut up!"

"I’ll beat you to death!"

"This palace will fight you to the end!"

Ning Fan silently muted the noise in his divine sense. If he listened to these two women arguing every day, how could he calm down to do other things?

Seriously, are these adults arguing? It sounds like two children competing about whose father is stronger, boring and ridiculous.

Ning Fan shook his head, dispelling the distractions, and took out a material list to look at.

Besides the Light Clan, no Quasi-Saint forces were on the material list; all the upcoming materials were very easy to obtain.

"The next target is the Haisha Sect; the sect master is the Six Calamities Emperor Haisha, and the target is half a pound of Taiyin Divine Sand..."

...

North Heaven, Haisha Sect.

Recently, it was the time for Emperor Haisha to face his Heavenly Tribulation. Emperor Haisha was already very old, and his cultivation remained stuck at the Eternal Sixth Calamity, not daring to step into the Seventh Calamity.

He has less than a half chance of successfully breaking through the Eternal Seventh Tribulation; forcing a breakthrough would mean certain death.

But for this Heavenly Tribulation, Emperor Haisha also had little confidence of surviving, with only about thirty percent certainty, the remaining seventy percent was death.

The entire Haisha Sect was tense; no one knew if their sect master could successfully pass this tribulation.

In the shadows, several Northern Heavenly Great Emperors were watching the Haisha Sect; if Emperor Haisha died from the tribulation, the Haisha Sect’s status would plummet from the Immortal Emperor power category. Then, countless Great Emperors in North Heaven would divide the Haisha Sect until nothing was left.

"Why! Why doesn’t the sect master pay the price to seek help for the tribulation! That would increase the success rate dramatically!" At this moment, a new disciple of the Haisha Sect asked in confusion.

"You are new here, you don’t know. The fact is, the sect master was barely making it through the previous heavenly tribulations, having exhausted all his savings to hire others, barely surviving the prior Heavenly Tribulations. But this time, the sect master has no extra treasures to hire help. The sect master’s tribulation count is too high, it is already Decline Era power, without sufficient reward, which Great Emperor would wade into this muddy water..." Another Haisha disciple answered.

"But I heard that True Lord Fuzhe once expressed willingness to help without compensation, why doesn’t the sect master agree? That’s True Lord Fuzhe, one of the few Quasi-Saint powers in the Era of Decline! With his help, even against the Decline Era, it can be crossed with ease."

"Are you stupid, do you dare trust True Lord Fuzhe’s words? Haven’t you heard, over ten million years ago, a Northern Heavenly Great Emperor faced tribulation difficulties, hired True Lord Fuzhe for help, yet during the tribulation, True Lord Fuzhe devoured his Spirit, dying wretchedly... Quasi-Saints dread karma, hardly involved in worldly affairs, if they do, they have ulterior motives, impossible to be truly selfless!"

"Wha-What! How could True Lord Fuzhe act so unfaithfully! How could he do that! Doesn’t the Four Oceans Sect care about this!"

"Faithfulness? If he cared about faithfulness, True Lord Fuzhe wouldn’t achieve his current level. As for the Four Oceans Sect, why should they punish a Quasi-Saint for a dead Immortal Emperor? Quiet, that is a Quasi-Saint power, not for us to criticize. Let this end here, beware of bringing trouble to the Haisha Sect."

"That’s right, that’s right, we’re better off not discussing it."

Just as these two Haisha disciples were about to return to their rooms to rest, they suddenly saw a black aura rushing into the starry sky, their faces immediately changed.

Not just these two disciples.

At this moment, there were cries of alarm everywhere in the Haisha Sect.

"Oh no! The sect master’s Decline Era tribulation has come! The timing is wrong, several hours early!"

"That’s precisely the issue! The sect master has completely lost control of the Decline Era tribulation’s time! This time, even thirty percent assurance isn’t enough!"

"What should we do! If something happens to the sect master, our Haisha Sect will surely decline from here!"

"Shut your crow mouth! The sect master will be fine! The sect master will surely be fine!"

At this moment, countless elders in the Haisha Sect knelt down, praying sincerely for Emperor Haisha. Their cultivation was too low to directly assist with the tribulation, only able to pray through such methods for heaven’s mercy to save the sect master one more time.

The Haisha Sect members all held a glimmer of hope, hoping for a miracle.

Only Emperor Haisha himself had eyes filled with death and despair.

"Twenty percent, no, less than fifteen percent... is this truly the end? Am I really going to die this time? I’m unwilling, I’m unwilling!"

BOOM!

A bowl-thick black lightning suddenly struck, directly targeting Emperor Haisha’s Tian Ling.

No time for despair! Emperor Haisha knew he must calm down immediately and fully face the tribulation to increase his chances of survival slightly!

Under the thousandfold tribulation clouds, Emperor Haisha stirred up the ocean waves, swearing to gain another chance of fate against heaven!

But at this moment, an unexpected change occurred!

A teleportation portal suddenly appeared amidst the thousandfold tribulation clouds.

Someone suddenly entered the tribulation!

Seeing this, Emperor Haisha was terrified, knowing that if someone entered the tribulation, it would greatly increase the power of the tribulation.

As expected, because of the sudden appearance of this teleportation gate, the power of Emperor Haisha’s Heavenly Tribulation surged more than doubled!

He originally had little chance of surviving the tribulation, and now it’s absolutely certain death!

"My destiny is over, my destiny is over! It must be an enemy harming me, deliberately sending a soul into my tribulation. I am unwilling, I am unwilling! Who is it, who entered the tribulation to harm me!" Emperor Haisha cried out, filled with fury.

"Sorry, I didn’t expect you to be undergoing tribulation, disturbed you. Actually, I’m here to challenge the sect... uh, these heavenly tribulations are so annoying, oh well, I’ll deal with the sect challenges later, such trivial tribulation thunder, let Ning disperse them!"

Ning Fan activated his mana, and the power of his 17,000 Calamities was like a world-covering storm, directly blowing away the thousand layers of tribulation clouds of Emperor Haisha!

Emperor Haisha was so shocked his mouth couldn’t close, that was his final tribulation, yet it was directly dispersed by the newcomer’s mana, what immense mana is this! Such quantity of mana, it must be that of a Quasi-Saint! And not just any Quasi-Saint can possess such mana!

The newcomer is actually an expert among First Order Quasi-Saints!

"Master, these are all final tribulation thunder, can we feed them to Destroying Path Thunder Infant? Such a waste to dissipate them for nothing." Black Evil Sect suddenly requested through Ning Fan’s Heart Spirit.

"Sure."

Thus, Ning Fan performed another astonishing act.

He summoned the Destroying Path Thunder Infant, swallowing the scattered tribulation thunder power!

Emperor Haisha rubbed his eyes in disbelief!

That’s the Destroying Path Thunder Infant, a top-tier existence among Heavenly Dao Souls, why does it behave like a footman, obeying a cultivator? Even a Quasi-Saint can’t make the Destroying Path Thunder Infant submit! It’s too unreal!

"Th-Thank you, Senior, for helping a junior with tribulation, this great kindness will never be forgotten, whatever Senior wishes for, this junior will absolutely comply!" Emperor Haisha, having lived countless years, was surprised by the newcomer’s abilities but didn’t forget his manners.

The entire sect of Haisha, numbering in tens of thousands, knelt in gratitude to Ning Fan, praying for a miracle that came true! Ning Fan is a good person! He is the savior of Haisha Sect!

It was now Ning Fan’s turn to feel awkward.

He came to challenge the sect!

How did he unintentionally become the benefactor of Haisha Sect? How could he rob them in such an atmosphere? People don’t hit smiling faces...

"I truly didn’t come to help you..." Ning Fan wanted to explain. Although, in this atmosphere, even if he asked directly, the other party would probably willingly offer what he wanted, such actions wouldn’t align with the traditional sect challenge of the Black Demon Sect, Old Monster would be angry.

"Senior doesn’t expect gratitude for such benevolence, truly a noble act!" Emperor Haisha was in tears of gratitude, the entire Haisha Sect was similarly moved!

"But I have no reason to help you..." Ning Fan found it even more troublesome.

"Indeed, Senior truly had no reason to help me, why aid me in the tribulation..." Emperor Haisha was momentarily stunned, then slapped his own gray-haired head, realizing!

He incredulously scrutinized Ning Fan’s brows and eyes, focusing only on them!

He didn’t recognize Ning Fan’s appearance!

But he found Ning Fan’s gaze familiar!

Thud!

Emperor Haisha then knelt directly before Ning Fan!

"Zhao, Zhao Jian Senior! It’s you, it must be you! You once saved me in the wilderness, today, you rescue me again, recreated twice, why does a junior deserve such tremendous favor from a senior! Reason? None needed! Because you are Zhao Jian Senior, because you’re the peerlessly righteous Zhao Jian Senior, you save heroically out of a kind heart without needing a reason! Your nobility puts us cultivators to shame!"

Indeed, Emperor Haisha once participated in the wilderness battle and was saved by Ning Fan, who was possessed by the Eye Orb Monster...

He simply couldn’t figure why a strong figure like Ning Fan would rescue him, thus he haphazardly came up with a reason, the most coincidental part was, he even guessed right!

Ning Fan really was Zhao Jian!

With just that remark, he straightaway uncovered Ning Fan’s long-hidden identity!

"..." Ning Fan was speechless.

How could he not be speechless!

All Emperor Haisha’s reasoning was incorrect, yet the conclusion was spot-on! How bizarre!

"Isn’t Senior Zhao Jian Old Ancestor? Did I guess wrong..." Emperor Haisha actually wasn’t entirely certain, seeing Ning Fan hesitate, instantly thought it bad, guessing wrongly, such would be too rude.

Ning Fan sighed, he could conceal Zhao Jian’s identity without speaking, but once identified, he was too lazy to lie further.

He now possessed sufficient strength to protect himself; even some exposure of matters wouldn’t cause trouble.

"You guessed right, I was the one who saved you in the wilderness, no wonder I found you somewhat familiar, alas we met in the wilderness..."

"It’s truly Zhao Jian Senior! Everyone, come, kneel and kowtow to Zhao Jian Senior! The ancestors survived thanks to Zhao Jian Senior’s repeated rescues! One kowtow isn’t enough, do a hundred, a thousand!" Emperor Haisha was tearfully grateful upon hearing.

The atmosphere in Haisha Sect became even more harmonious.

Ning Fan found it increasingly hard to demand a robbery...

Mysterious awkwardness...

In the shadows.

Several Immortal Emperors intending to plot against Haisha Sect were now too scared to speak.

"No mistake! Even casually dispersing tribulation is one thing, but crucially, this person can command something as powerful as the Destroying Path Thunder Infant, such a Heavenly Dao Soul! Maybe only Ancient Great Cultivators can achieve this! His 17,000 Calamities is certainly not his mana limit, he used only a fraction to destroy the tribulation here! He is an Ancient Great Cultivator!"

"We never expected Haisha Sect to have connections with an Ancient Great Cultivator like Zhao Jian, such crucial intelligence, the world had no clue! Ridiculously, we were unaware of our impending demise, plotting against Haisha Sect, don’t look as Zhao Jian currently ignores us, afterward he’ll surely come to settle scores, then the sect’s extinction is inevitable! Hurry, flee! Carry substantial gifts and apologize to Zhao Jian Senior, or else face extermination!"

That day, one explosive news after another spread through the entire myriad circle of North Heaven!

[Shock! Ancient Great Cultivator Zhao Jian unexpectedly appears at Haisha Sect, saves selflessly without seeking returns]

[Shock! Cultivator casually destroys tribulation, infinite mana, who can contest?]

[Shock! Cultivation World’s last pure land, daily good deeds—all done by me, Zhao Jian]

[Shock! Even the Destroying Path Thunder Infant would shed tears when moved, thus acknowledges a master]

Those North Heaven Immortal Emperors once saved by ’Zhao Jian’ were all restless!

Nearly a hundred Immortal Emperors, Immortal Kings, and Immortal Venerables brought grand gifts rushing to Haisha Sect, eager to meet the legendary Ancient Great Cultivator!

Last time Ning Fan went to Pure Yang Sect and left, causing many wishing to meet the great cultivator to return empty-handed.

This time is different!

Ning Fan was forcibly held by Emperor Haisha, insisting on hosting a ten-day feast to entertain Ning Fan!

Now all those who wished to meet Ning Fan headed straight to Haisha Sect!

"Where’s the promised sect challenge, now how can I challenge? Now everyone from Haisha Sect kneels as soon as they see me, thanking me profusely, I, I can’t bring myself..." Ning Fan was truly in an awkward laugh or cry situation.

He’s already explained a hundred times to Emperor Haisha that he’s not a good person; however, they... don’t believe him!