Chapter 603: Chapter 295: Hundred Thousand Mountains! Heroes Across the Land as Numerous as Fish in the River

The moon hung vast and pale, as dark clouds loomed in the sky.

Tonight, Hongfu Garden appeared particularly quiet, the flickering street lights seemed ready to burst.

At Zhang Fan’s home, under the dim light, Lin Jianyue’s Primordial Spirit emitted a ghostly glow, swirling like the Great Moon, flickering like starlight; after swallowing the Futian Rice Paste, she finally awakened, a trace of Pill Qi dispersing, carrying an unusual fragrance.

"You finally woke up."

Zhang Fan looked at Lin Jianyue and couldn’t help but sigh lightly.

In order to revive this little rabbit, he gritted his teeth and spent over two million.

"You actually brought me out of Tai Sui Village?" Lin Jianyue’s eyes glimmered with wonder as she looked at Zhang Fan.

As a member of the Thirteen Zodiacs, being the Rabbit, she was more aware than anyone of Tai Sui Village’s unfathomable mysteries; even they could hardly know all the secrets of that village, let alone an outsider entering the village and stepping into the Mao Palace, yet managed to bring her Primordial Spirit out.

"Your injuries are too severe, if I didn’t bring you out, fully recovering might wait until some far-off future," Zhang Fan said indifferently.

The Life Palace of the Thirteen Zodiacs is quite mystical, there they can enjoy incense offerings, repairing their injuries in turn, but that is a long process, Zhang Fan couldn’t afford to wait.

"I owe you for this favor," Lin Jianyue whispered solemnly.

No need to ask, she knew what great risks Zhang Fan must have taken to bring her out.

"Alright, let’s skip the pleasantries. I want to know where Zhao Jie Xuan is now?" Zhang Fan asked directly.

He was his Evil God, naturally, he could not be left unattended.

Ever since he understood the secret of the Golden Radiance Treasure Box, refining the thought hidden within it, Zhang Fan wanted to find Zhao Jie Xuan to attempt the Divine Fusion.

Now the person is gone, afraid no one is more anxious than him.

"He met a great enemy and suffered tribulations."

Lin Jianyue’s face was solemn as she recounted the incident she encountered in the Hundred Thousand Mountains of Guixi Province.

"Li Changgeng..."

"He truly is a scourge!" Zhang Fan’s expression turned icy.

Upon hearing that Zhao Jie Xuan found the Ancient Painting of the Eight Kings Carrying the Coffin in an old Daoist Temple in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, he was already moved.

Being the Evil God, Zhao Jie Xuan understood the existence of the Nine Treasures earlier than Zhang Fan, perhaps he went to the Hundred Thousand Mountains precisely to seek the Nine Treasures.

Who would have thought that Li Changgeng, the scion of White Crane Temple, would suddenly appear and trap Zhao Jie Xuan on a dead end.

"The people with him should be from the Northern Zhang lineage." Zhang Fan muttered indecisively.

Li Changgeng was not alone; there were formidable foes by his side, according to Lin Jianyue’s description, those people should be North Zhang disciples.

At this thought, Zhang Fan’s eyes grew colder.

His family and the Northern Zhang lineage have deep-seated hatred.

Years ago, the destruction of South Zhang was orchestrated by Northern Zhang and White Crane Temple together.

Ten years ago, under Dragon Tiger Mountain, his family suffered an ambush, and Northern Zhang’s influence was also involved.

"Good, finally met them." Zhang Fan said coldly.

Although Zhang Lingzong had called repeatedly, warning him never to go north, presumably not wanting Zhang Fan to encounter those people.

However, fate in the dark is predetermined; as the last bloodline of South Zhang, he naturally cannot avoid it.

"I don’t know if Zhao Jie Xuan is alive or dead now..." Lin Jianyue sighed.

"He should be safe for now, but it’s hard to say..." Zhang Fan hesitated.

Zhao Jie Xuan, being his Evil God, Zhang Fan is aware of his skills and power; back in the Imprisoned Immortal Temple, step by step, he set up a trap, inviting the enemy to enter the jar, weakening Li Changgeng continuously, just one step away from killing this scion of White Crane Temple.

Though the current tribulation is perilous, he should still be alive for now; otherwise, Zhang Fan would surely sense something.

"What do we do now?" Lin Jianyue asked.

"Looks like I’ll have to go in person." Zhang Fan’s gaze condensed into a line.

"You’re going to the Hundred Thousand Mountains?" Lin Jianyue showed signs of worry.

The Hundred Thousand Mountains is a dragon’s pool and a tiger’s den; Li Changgeng’s luck is overwhelming, Northern Zhang lineage is watching like a hawk, and who knows what other dangers lurk there?

Perhaps those people are waiting for him to come.

"I have to go, but I’ll make some preparations first." Zhang Fan murmured softly, slowly closing his eyes, his breathing steadied, stretching like a thread; at this critical moment, he displayed calmness, his emotions concealed, thoughts vanished.

Such demeanour made Lin Jianyue marvel with admiration.

...

The next day, Zhang Fan went to the Jinling Grand Hotel to meet Qi Delong and Qi Dongqiang, the two brothers staying there.

"Zhao Jie Xuan indeed encountered trouble."

"Are you going to the Hundred Thousand Mountains!?"

Qi Delong’s expression was grave, fully aware of the risk Zhang Fan was taking.

"That’s right, I must go."

"The Hundred Thousand Mountains are not trivial; do you know, it was the place of the final battle of the seventh Breaking Mountains and Attacking Temples campaign." Qi Dongqiang suddenly said.

"The seventh Breaking Mountains and Attacking Temples!?" Zhang Fan was moved.

The historical nine Breaking Mountains and Attacking Temples campaigns in the Daoist Sect marked the explosive release of accumulated conflicts between various Daoist factions and the Wuwei Sect throughout the years, once war broke out, the sky and earth would quake, life and death intertwined, almost influencing the world’s structure, sweeping through Mountains and Sea Demons and Ghosts.

The seventh Breaking Mountains and Attacking Temples, the final battle occurred within the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

The Wuwei Sect has since hidden itself from the mortal world, not recovering their Primordial Qi for over a century.

"Li Changgeng is deep and cunning, skilled and capable; you put him on guard at the Imprisoned Immortal Temple, this trip might be inviting the enemy into the jar." Qi Delong said solemnly.

"You’re likely heading into great danger."

"Even if it’s a dragon’s pool and a tiger’s den, I’d still venture." Zhang Fan said coldly.