novelGlobal Chapter 1225: Five Elements Primordial Body
Chapter 1225: Five Elements Primordial Body
The Liubo Divine-Demon Chess is an ancient board game with complex rules.
There are six types of pieces: [God] [Demon] [Yao] [Immortal] [Ghost] [Spirit].
The board’s terrain features 49 types: [Mountain] [Pingyuan City] [River] [Deer Fort] [City] [Void]...
The board’s celestial phenomena include 24 types: [Rain] [Wind] [Drought] [Calamity] [Heavenly Bless] [Tremble] [Meteor]...
This game involves changes among heaven, earth, and man. As the game progresses, the pieces can decrease due to battles or increase due to special conditions. By the end, the pieces often exceed the initial number.
While Ning Fan understood the rules, he didn’t understand why playing a game would cause the heavens to collapse and the earth to shatter.
Who can explain why West Palace Island was suddenly submerged by a flood?
Who can explain why the flood-ridden West Palace Island turned into an ancient desert city in the blink of an eye?
Who can explain why a Chaos Behemoth randomly appeared in the center of the board, indiscriminately slaughtering both sides’ pieces?
Who can explain why the great commotion here doesn’t elicit any reaction from the West Palace cultivators?
It’s as if those people cannot see what’s happening here at all...
"Indeed, everything I see is an illusion created by the board, and not everyone can see this illusion. My ability to see these scenes is probably related to the [Spirit] glyph script on me..."
Deep in thought, Ning Fan closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, all the catastrophic illusions vanished.
The world had not collapsed.
The two women never used the entire residence or West Palace Island as a game board.
Indeed... it was all an illusion...
From start to finish, Bei Xiao Man and Bei Qinghan sat in the gazebo in the back garden, playing Liubo with a peculiar thirty-three-inch board; attendants of both sides stood, incessantly praising.
"So that’s how it is."
"This move is brilliant."
"Amazing, amazing."
"So intense, no time even to blink!"
"So grave, is this the true Liubo!"
Ning Fan ignored the chatter, slowly approaching the gazebo, with a faint azure light in his eyes as he looked at the strange board.
As he stared at the board, thousands of witch chants seemed to echo from it, directly entering his mind.
Instantly, the [Spirit] glyph on Ning Fan’s chest flashed with a black glow, and his spirit had a tendency to leave his body, as if being forcibly drawn into the board.
Luckily, he was on guard this time. With a firm mind, he easily retained control of his spirit, avoiding being lost again in the illusionary world created by the board.
Still, Ning Fan was secretly amazed; there were few treasures in the world capable of causing him to lose his mental balance, and this curious board seemed quite special.
It wasn’t the board itself that held any particular power, but the ancient witch chants within it...
This was Ning Fan’s first real encounter with true Liubo Divine-Demon Chess.
Previously, he and Bei Xiao Man had played only ordinary Liubo, battling over skills. Real Liubo Divine-Demon Chess required entering the board for combat...
...
Bei Xiao Man lost.
She and Bei Qinghan played nine rounds, losing eight; the only win in the last round seemed to be intentionally conceded by Bei Qinghan.
Still managing a win, Bei Xiao Man wasn’t at all happy, "Damn it! You let me win in the last round!" She realized, deeply hurting her pride!
"Yes, yes, yes, I let you in the first eight rounds too, just not enough, which caused your eight losses, so in the ninth round, I let you a bit more. Silly little sister, you know nothing about power..." Bei Qinghan said, laughing mischievously behind her round fan.
"Damn, damn, every word you say is detestable!"
"Well, well, since you lost, I won’t be polite in taking your Little Fan Fan..."
"No, no! Only Little Fan Fan cannot be lost to you!" Bei Xiao Man almost cried in desperation.
"One cannot gain anything without sacrifice; to obtain something, an equivalent price must be paid... Well, well, perhaps you could exchange something to get back this little man..." Bei Qinghan gently lifted Bei Xiao Man’s chin with a finger.
Bei Xiao Man blushed and angrily slapped away Bei Qinghan’s mischievous hand, "What, what do you want..."
Bei Qinghan did not speak outright, but whispered in her ear.
At the words, Bei Xiao Man exploded in anger, "Are you joking! You actually want me to be your personal maid! For three days at that!"
"Well, well, you have the right to refuse. If you are unwilling, dear sister could let you be, and directly return your little man to you..."
Now it was Bei Xiao Man who was unwilling!
"A maid then, a maid! I don’t need your letting! Something that belongs to me, I’ll take back with dignity!"
Thus...
Not only did Bei Xiao Man fail to snatch back Ning Fan, but she herself ended up as Bei Qinghan’s personal maid for three days.
...
Being a personal maid means not only attending to the master’s daily needs but also occasionally warming their bed if necessary.
Bei Qinghan was fond of cleanliness, taking joy in constantly adorning herself and bathing.
As the personal maid, Bei Xiao Man had to attend even during bathing. Heaven knows how, while attending, she was pulled into the water by her sister for a bath together.
In the petal-strewn pool, Bei Xiao Man playfully tussled with Bei Qinghan until they were exhausted, and she fell fast asleep spread-eagle on Bei Qinghan’s bed, leaving Bei Qinghan to help dress her warmly.
Only after Bei Xiao Man had fallen into a gentle sleep did Bei Qinghan’s teasing expression change, revealing a rare indulgent gaze as she carefully tucked in her sister.
"What a cute sister... Bullying Xiao Man is indeed more fun than teasing Xiao Li." It turns out Bei Qinghan was a doting sister at heart.
Throughout, Ning Fan did not interfere with the sisters’ antics; seeing both women asleep, he withdrew his spirit sense, ceasing to listen further.
During the disciple acceptance ceremony at the Slaughter Hall years back, he mistakenly thought Bei Qinghan treated Xiao Man poorly and thus acted harshly toward her.
Now, he no longer thought so; these sisters were evidently close and deeply affectionate. The elder sister teasing the younger did not require his intervention...
Ning Fan savored a rare moment of peace.
Moonlight spilled into the room as Ning Fan stepped out, sitting in the garden gazebo, momentarily feeling as if he wasn’t in Northern Heaven, but still in the Rain Immortal World.
The only regret was that he waited until midnight, yet Yuan Yao didn’t come back to find him. Perhaps she was avoiding him again? Would she only reveal her true feelings when drunk...
If that was indeed the case...
Next time we meet, I’ll get her drunk again...
With nothing else to do, Ning Fan captured a ray of moonlight from the sky, used it as a lamp, and began to read the Faux Dao Sutra by the moonlight.
From time to time, he would also take out the jade scroll bestowed by the All-Knowing Elder and study the supreme techniques of the Liangyi Sect within.
With Ning Fan’s insight, ordinary divine skills were of no interest to him; he only valued the supreme arts at the sect-level of the Liangyi Sect.
[One Qi Immortal-Sealing Cauldron] (Incomplete)
[Three Manifestations of Cloud Dragon Technique] (Incomplete)
[Plum Blossom Shadowfall Flying Divine Sword] (Incomplete)
[Three Eras Fire Origin Technique] (Incomplete)
[Six Ding Six Jia Formation] (Incomplete)
[Nine Revolutions Profound Art] (Incomplete)
[Eight Immortals’ Sea-Guarding Immortal Consciousness] (Incomplete)
[Seven Chi Demon Seed] (Incomplete)
[Five Elements Primordial Body] (Fragmentary)
[Liangyi Four Symbols Technique] (Fragmentary)
[Taiji Genesis and Termination Realm] (Fragmentary)
...
Perhaps because of the All-Knowing Elder’s incomplete memory, the jade scroll he gave Ning Fan did not contain the complete records of the Liangyi Sect’s divine skills.
Most of the sect-level supreme skills were missing; only three kinds survived the All-Knowing Elder’s memory, and even those were not complete.
This left Ning Fan feeling quite regretful; he wasn’t interested in ordinary magical skills, but if they were heaven-defying divine abilities, it was a different story.
The Three Manifestations of Cloud Dragon Technique was actually a dodging skill that, when mastered, could even allow one to forcibly dodge a full-powered attack from a Nirvana Saint by relying on protecting cloud qi!
How practical!
The cloud techniques included within it were something Ning Fan had recently become interested in!
Unfortunately, this technique was missing portions and couldn’t be practiced...
The Three Eras Fire Origin Technique was a fire-raising technique that could cultivate one’s flames to the power of the third step!
If Ning Fan could cultivate a third-step demonic fire, wouldn’t he dominate the Dreamland Realm?
Sadly, it couldn’t be cultivated due to the lack of the complete technique...
The Seven Chi Demon Seed, once developed, could cause the essence of Ancient Demon cultivators to erupt with over seven times their original power, instantly increasing the power of the Ancient Demon Mountain-Shattering Strike sevenfold!
The Nine Revolutions Profound Art, once mastered, could turn the body into a saint, remaining eternal and unyielding, truly a heaven-defying feat!
And the Immortal Consciousness is unsurpassed, just by the name alone, you know how unparalleled it is...
"I thought my own heaven-defying means were already copious, but little did I know that a single Liangyi Sect held so many extraordinary inheritances. As the founder of the Liangyi Sect, how formidable must the Liangyi Sage have been in their prime? Truly inspiring."
Ning Fan sighed with admiration, wishing he could have lived in the same era as the Liangyi Sage to witness their grandeur.
After expressing his admiration, he began to meticulously study the three remaining Liangyi supreme techniques.
Firstly, the Taiji Genesis and Termination Realm.
With his understanding, comprehending this skill wasn’t difficult; the challenge lay in not having enough Yin and Yang energies to perform this technique, forcing him to temporarily shelve it.
Next was the Liangyi Four Symbols.
Ning Fan suddenly realized that Liangyi Four Symbols was actually a prerequisite for the Taiji Genesis and Termination Realm. By mastering Liangyi Four Symbols, it seemed one could acquire sufficient Yin and Yang energies.
Initially mastering Liangyi Four Symbols required a large amount of immortal materials and herbs, and coincidentally, these were the very items the All-Knowing Elder had instructed him to seize.
Those seemingly worthless things were actually useful?
"No wonder when I left the Earth Abyss, the All-Knowing Elder was frantic, insisting that I take all those items and even supplemented me with immortal materials and spiritual medicine..." Ning Fan chuckled.
Could it be that from the start, the All-Knowing Elder intended to help him cultivate Liangyi Four Symbols?
I’ve misunderstood him. Previously, Ning Fan truly thought the earlier sect conflicts were mere pointless struggles...
As long as Liangyi Four Symbols could be cultivated, there would be enough Yin and Yang energies to initiate the Taiji Genesis and Termination Realm. Taiji Genesis can unlock bodily limitations, while Taiji Termination allows eternal survival, combining life and death in one harmonious entity... This is the ultimate of cultivation... it is Taiji!
"The materials are all ready, I can cultivate Liangyi Four Symbols on my own. Although the technique is incomplete, thankfully, what’s missing isn’t fundamental. With my perception, I might be able to compensate for the missing parts myself. The only troubling thing is that Liangyi Four Symbols actually requires another prerequisite divine skill..."
Five Elements Primordial Body!
If one doesn’t cultivate the Five Elements Primordial Body, Liangyi Four Symbols cannot be formed, and further progression into the Taiji Genesis and Termination Realm becomes impossible.
These three divine skills are interlinked, from shallow to profound!
Cultivating the Five Elements Primordial Body requires one to first cultivate the Minor Five Elements Constitution, then the Grand Five Elements Body, ultimately advancing the Grand Five Elements Body to become a Primordial Chaos Body.
The advancement direction of the Primordial Chaos Body is not fixed but varies for each individual.
According to the jade scroll, back then the Liangyi Sage’s advancement resulted in the Primordial Magnetic Annihilation Body.
The All-Knowing Elder’s advancement led to the Yin Yang Illusory Light Body.
Not only do their names differ, but the abilities of the Primordial Chaos Body also show a vast disparity.
Coincidentally, Ning Fan also practiced the Grand Five Elements Body, and if his Grand Five Elements Body advanced, it’s uncertain what type of Primordial Chaos Body would emerge.
"A Primordial Chaos Body might slightly increase my strength, but it’s not completely useless..." The jade scroll doesn’t elaborate much on the Primordial Chaos Body, so Ning Fan is unclear about its specific strengths, and thus his expectations aren’t too high.
Considering that cultivating the Primordial Chaos Body requires finding a location abundant with primordial essence, Ning Fan had to use the Treasure-searching Compass to determine the location of all primordial essence sites in the Northern Heaven.
Then, with a flash, he quietly disappeared into the night of West Palace Island...
The guards at Bei Qinghan’s residence had no capability to sense Ning Fan’s whereabouts, naturally unaware he had quietly left.
...
"The bright moon rises above the sea, sharing this moment from distant lands," is a widely circulated poem in the Northern Heaven, depicting the beauty of the Northern Heaven Grand Cold Palace.
Guanghan Palace is an ancient sect, long since fallen and no longer possessing its past glory. In ancient times, Guanghan Palace once produced an Immortal Emperor expert and had close ties with the ancient Heavenly Court, but after the Heavenly Court’s fall, Guanghan Palace’s Immortal Emperor expert also vanished. Since then, Guanghan Palace has not produced another Immortal Emperor, with only Eternal Old Freaks guarding it each generation.
In this generation, guarding Guanghan Palace, there remains only a Second Calamity Immortal Lord—of course, if you count the ancient cultivators in the Heaven Evading Coffin, Guanghan Palace still remains a force not to be underestimated.
Within Guanghan Palace, the Ancestral Moon Soul Spring is particularly renowned, being the highest forbidden ground of Guanghan Palace.
No one knows how deep the Ancestral Moon Soul Spring is; from ancient times to now, no Broad Cold cultivator who has descended to the spring’s bottom has ever returned, each meeting their end within.
Once, a Northern Heavenly Quasi-Saint was curious about the Yuezuhun Spring and attempted to explore it, but the Quasi-Saint barely escaped before reaching the bottom. At that time, the Quasi-Saint’s physical body was destroyed, leaving only their spirit to narrowly escape, shocking all who witnessed.
Everyone was curious about the dangers hidden at the bottom of the spring that could make a dignified Quasi-Saint flee in such a manner.
Some inquired about it, but the Quasi-Saint remained silent. Yet, some sensed the presence of Hunyuan Qi upon the fleeing spirit of the Quasi-Saint.
Hunyuan, where primordial energy remains undivided, is the origin of chaos and primordial energy!
The worldly primordial energy of the Dreamland Realm does not come from thin air but is born from countless Hunyuan places.
At the time, someone speculated that the Yuezuhun Spring of Guanghan Palace might also be such a Hunyuan place, and one with extremely dense Hunyuan Qi, unsuitable for ordinary cultivators to tread.
Since then, no lunatic has ventured into the Yuezuhun Spring to uncover its secrets. Gradually, more and more people forgot the existence of the Yuezuhun Spring and stopped mentioning it.
Only the elders of Guanghan Palace knew that the Yuezuhun Spring was not just a simple Hunyuan place. It was not only the starting point of all dreams in the Dreamland Realm but also a place where some supreme being entrusted their thoughts.
[When will you return, my lord? After ten years, the autumn pond grows with moonlit nights; tears fall like the twins of the bright moon, regretful we couldn’t meet when the moon rose]
These words are recorded in the secret scrolls of Guanghan Palace, apparently left by the person who established the palace.
But no one knows who the founder of Guanghan Palace was.
It’s truly strange. Typically, a sect leaves images of its founder, but Guanghan Palace, surprisingly, did not...
This has resulted in future generations knowing nothing about the founder of Guanghan Palace. Looking across the entire Northern Heaven, no one knows who established Guanghan Palace.
Tonight is again the night for the Guanghan Palace to teach the Way under the moonlight.
Guanghan Palace differs from other sects, holding its elder’s lectures in the night, not during the day.
This is naturally because every disciple of the sect practices the Path of Moonlight, which only exists at night.
At this moment, several thousand female disciples of Guanghan Palace are seated on the ground in a circle; at the center sits a blue-clad female cultivator at the Shedding Void Stage.
She is the Transmission Elder of Guanghan Palace, known as Fairy Hanwu.
Fairy Hanwu has lectured for one hour, and after her teachings, the expressions of the female disciples varied: some appeared joyful, seemingly having gained insight; others looked bewildered, clearly not understanding what she was saying.
"Disciple has one unclear matter, may the Transmission Elder enlighten me?" Suddenly a female disciple with the appearance of a young girl stood up, timidly speaking.
"Do not be afraid, what you do not understand, feel free to say." Fairy Hanwu’s cool face lit up with a slight smile, smiling with an otherworldly quality.
"All Guanghan disciples practice the Path of Moonlight, but to this day, disciples still do not understand, what is the moon..."
"What is the moon? This question is quite profound, certainly not something I expected you to ask." Fairy Hanwu’s beautiful eyes showed slight surprise, then approvingly nodded.
She could see the questioning female disciple was at a critical moment of breaking through the bottleneck of the Void Refinement Realm, and if her doubts were resolved, achieving the Void Refinement Stage would be within reach.
"What you are asking is the True Void. It’s no wonder you are puzzled, for in the world we dwell, there is neither sun nor moon, so where exactly does the moonlight come from? What is its essence? The answer indeed lies in the Yuezuhun Spring. Your cultivation level may be low, so you might not know that the moonlight of the four heavens and nine worlds actually all emanates from this spring and is then projected onto the Posuo World... But in the Soul Spring, there is only moonlight, and whether the true moon is submerged at the bottom, no one knows. Whether the moon truly exists, whether the moon is true or false, not even I, the Elder, can ascertain. This, is the True Void, the truth and void of the world; you cannot see through everything, nor can you verify everything. The True Void exists only in a single thought within you..."
"The True Void exists only in a thought..." The female disciple’s gaze became blank as she sat back down. She vaguely understood but still felt unclear about certain aspects. If she could fully comprehend, she could indeed break through to the Peeking Void Realm of the Void Refinement Stage.
The female disciple had just sat back when, not long after, another female disciple with the appearance of a beautiful woman stood up, respectfully bowed, and asked, "Disciple also has one matter unclear, and I too wish to ask, what is the moon..."
This was a disciple on the verge of breaking through to the Crossing True Realm, the highest cultivated person among all the disciples of Guanghan Palace. Once she broke through to the Crossing True Realm, she would qualify to become one of the elders of Guanghan Palace.
Although she also asked what the moon was, Fairy Hanwu knew this question was different from the previous one.
"You are also asking about the True Void, but your focus is not on the void but on the truth. You are not confused about the existence of the moon but are unable to outline the true form of the moon in your mind. In everyone’s heart, there is their own moon, which is a matter weightier than life itself. That moon is your Dao. If you can’t see clearly the moonlight in the spring waters, it’s not because the moonlight is blurry, but because your heart is troubled, the wind has arisen, disturbing the moon in the water. A path-seeker considers life and death transient, a protector of the path regards death as return. You are not lacking in Dao Enlightenment, but in realization... However, hearing about the dangers of Crossing True has made you fearful..."
"Y-Yes... I heard Crossing True is incomparably difficult, out of dozens, not even one person might succeed, and once stepping on the True Bridge incorrectly, then, then..." the female disciple said, ashamed.
Fairy Hanwu chuckled, "Fear is only natural. You just haven’t found that person or thing worth entrusting your life to. Once you find it, you won’t be afraid. Don’t go into seclusion for bitter training recently. Go out more often; perhaps there’ll be some encounter, making your mind and state different."
"As you command, Elder." The female disciple sat back down thoughtfully.
However, shortly after, she stood up again with some embarrassment, "May I have a look at the Elder’s moon..."
"This..."
Fairy Hanwu hesitated for a moment, ultimately conjuring her True Bridge, beneath which river waters had a misty moonlight, that moonlight was her Dao.
Previously that moonlight was very pure, carrying a hint of loneliness, but since returning from the wilderness, there seemed to be something more.
"Eh, there seems to be a shadow in that moonlight... Who is that figure? Could it be someone very important to Elder Hanwu? Is it a man or a woman..." A sharp-eyed female disciple noticed something.
"Of course... a woman." Hanwu’s face blushed slightly but managed to hide her expression well as she lifted her hand to retract the True Bridge.
"What, it turns out to be a woman, how disappointing..." some female disciples said, disappointed.
"So, is there any particularly special man in Elder Hanwu’s heart?" Some gossip-inclined female disciples were relentless, steering the topic astray.
"..." Fairy Hanwu felt quite helpless. How was she supposed to answer?
"There really is! Who is it, who is it? Elder, you have never spared words for any man, the one you hold in special regard, who could it be? Tell us, tell us!" Some young female disciples immediately chattered eagerly; for girls of their age, talks of love were much more interesting than Dao enlightenment.
"You all..." Fairy Hanwu smiled bitterly, and perhaps influenced by these young girls, a figure of a young man in white faintly appeared in her mind.
Back then, it was that young man who saved her life amidst the great chaos in the wilderness, yet departed with a flick of his sleeve...
That young man called himself Ning Fan, but perhaps Ancient Great Cultivator Zhao Jian was his true identity...
"What kind of person is he..." the female disciples clamored.
"He, he is a good man."
"Hehe, then may I ask, Elder, just where exactly is he better, indeed is it better there, is it larger..."
"..." Fairy Hanwu couldn’t help but laugh and cry, had she really aged and couldn’t keep up with these young girls’ thinking? She couldn’t instantly understand what they meant.
Finally managed to understand the meaning implied but blushed at once. She and Senior Zhao had no such and such relationship at all, how could she possibly know whether Senior Zhao’s place was large or small... What is going through these little girls’ minds!
"Could it not be about size, but rather prowess? Hehehe, tell us, tell us, we want to know, truly..."
A female disciple who looked like a young girl was teasing her transmission elder when suddenly, a slip of the hand caused her pouch to fall into the Yuezuhun Spring.
This unlucky girl’s name was Fan Xiaoyue. What is meant by joy turning into sorrow, well, this is it.
The pouch held significant meaning, being the last memento left by her mother. How did it just fall!
Moreover, of all places to fall into, it had to be the Yuezuhun Spring. Now it’s doomed, anything falling into there was out of Quasi-Saint’s reach and her pouch could never be retrieved!
Boohoo!
Heartbroken and inexperienced in the ways of the world, Fan Xiaoyue knelt by the lake and began to cry.
"..." Fairy Hanwu didn’t know whether to feel sympathy or amusement.
A dignified cultivator, unable to hold onto a pouch, kneeling and crying like this, what can be said...
Cultivators raised in a sheltered environment are surely a bit gentler in character, almost no different from mortal girls...
"Alright, alright, stop crying. Just wait a moment, maybe the pouch will float up by itself..." Fairy Hanwux originally intended to reprimand, but at the last moment, her words turned into comfort, and she made up a ghost story that even she didn’t believe.
"Elder, you’re lying..." Fan Xiaoyue sniffed a few times, weakly speaking, clearly showing that although she was soft-hearted, she wasn’t a fool.
"Anyway, don’t cry, I’ll find someone to fish out your pouch another day. Crying and wailing, what does that look like..." It was no good, she couldn’t keep making things up. She couldn’t find anyone more powerful than a Quasi-Saint to dive into the water to retrieve a plain pouch...
"Re-really..." Fan Xiaoyue was full of hope.
Suddenly, the little girl thought of something, and was overjoyed, directly bowing down to the moonlight.
"Yes, I can ask someone to help me retrieve the pouch! It’s said that this Ancestral Moon Soul Spring is a place even Quasi-Saints hesitate to tread upon, but if it’s an Ancient Great Cultivator, they should be able to, right? When in doubt about internal affairs, ask the elder; when in doubt about external affairs, ask the True Lord! Heavenly spirits, earth spirits, Moral Sage, please manifest, I’m begging you, elder, help me retrieve my pouch. It’s the only relic my mother left me! If you accomplish this, Xiaoyue is willing to give myself to you, make no mistake, young and old alike!"
Silence.
The surroundings fell into a dead silence.
All the disciples of Guanghan Palace looked at the little girl with eyes that suggested they were looking at an idiot.
It’s over; this little girl is hopeless. She must have heard too many stories from the Ancient Great Cultivator Senior Zhao, and has been brainwashed into being his follower.
If bowing to the moon could summon that Ancient Great Cultivator for help, people would have prayed the moon down long ago!
If offering oneself could call upon that Ancient Great Cultivator, countless female cultivators in the Northern Heaven would be lining up...
How idle and boring must an Ancient Great Cultivator be to come and retrieve a little girl’s pouch!
"Huh, who is that person standing on the water surface of the Ancestral Moon Soul Spring, not sinking in?"
Suddenly, a sharp-eyed female disciple noticed something peculiar!
Just after Fan Xiaoyue finished her prayers, a white-clothed young man appeared out of nowhere on the water’s surface of the Ancestral Moon Soul Spring!
No one knew how that white-clothed young man ignored the protective formation of Guanghan Palace and directly descended to this place!
When some female disciples who were also followers of Zhao Jian took out the portraits from their storage pouches for comparison, they joyfully discovered.
The arrival was indeed Moral Sage Senior Zhao!
Good heavens!
Senior Zhao is actually righteous to this extent, hearing the prayers of a young girl!
What does "never overlook any good deed" mean? This is it!
To be willing to cross the stars just to retrieve a pouch—what kind of ancient compassionate person is this, how touching!
"It’s, it’s Senior Zhao, he heard my call, he really is willing to help me! Senior has come walking on the moon, just to soothe the pain in a young girl’s heart... so kind! So handsome!" Fan Xiaoyue instantly turned into a fangirl.
More and more disciples of Guanghan Palace joined the fangirling team, bowing and worshipping Ning Fan on the water surface of the Ancestral Moon Soul Spring, shouting and calling.
This is an Ancient Great Cultivator!
And so handsome, so kind, fangirling isn’t excessive at all!
The only one who didn’t turn into a fangirl was Fairy Hanwux.
She looked at the water surface in disbelief, never expecting to see this selfless senior again in such a way and at such a place.
Her eyes slightly shimmered with tears, unbeknownst to her.
"Ning... no, Senior Zhao, so sincere praying can truly call you, can it? I never knew... if I had known earlier, perhaps, perhaps I would have..."
"Fairy Hanwux misunderstood, this is actually just a coincidence..."
Ning Fan was extremely embarrassed.
He was merely planning to sneak into Guanghan Palace’s Soul Spring forbidden area at night, using the Primordial Chaos power here to accomplish his own Primordial Body.
Unexpectedly, the female disciples of Guanghan Palace weren’t sleeping and gathered by the Soul Spring at midnight, and as soon as he arrived, he was witnessed by a large crowd.
And it seemed some miraculous misunderstanding ensued...
How could he be staying up all night just to retrieve the pouch of an unknown girl? What are these girls thinking?
That kind of naive good person doesn’t exist in the cultivation world; even if it does, it is definitely not him...
Speaking of, what is this Moral Sage people talk about...
And that little girl who lost her pouch, she seemed to have a strand of aura that made him slightly dazed, similar to when he met Si Yingyue, Su Manyue, and Lin Qingyue...
Seeing the increasing clamor from the girls, causing Guanghan Palace to be brightly lit, Ning Fan sighed slightly and ceased pondering the peculiarity of Fan Xiaoyue.
Lately, he faced too many foolish situations, having to explain every time, he was too tired, absolutely not wanting to say anything more.
This wasn’t an occasion for conversation, so even though he met an old acquaintance, he refrained from chatting with Fairy Hanwux, only nodding slightly in her direction, and dove into the Ancestral Moon Soul Spring to conceal himself.
He was busy cultivating, stepping into the Primordial Body wouldn’t take too long, he was even planning to return to Yishi Palace overnight once he initially achieved the Primordial Body...
Yet the others didn’t know his intentions!
Countless girls were moved to tears!
Asking the world, are there any renowned seniors willing to respond to a girl’s humble plea?
Only Senior Zhao!
Under his illustrious reputation, there are truly no mediocre talents, Moral Sage is a title Senior Zhao highly deserves!
"Ancestral Moon above, please bless Senior Zhao to be safe and sound!" Those female disciples aware of the perilous nature of the Ancestral Moon Soul Spring knelt down one by one, praying earnestly to the moonlight, wishing for Ning Fan’s safety.
...
Ning Fan descended deeper into the spring’s depths, feeling speechless.
Has his good fortune been too abundant lately, that wherever he goes, he is sung praises...
People bustle for fame and fortune, he does nothing yet gains both, should be delighted, yet why is there a subtle embarrassment deep within his heart...
Considering this place as a Primordial Chaos site with considerable danger, Ning Fan stopped overthinking things, swept away the distractions in his mind, and began his descent deeper into the Ancestral Moon Soul Spring.
As he descended to a sufficient depth, a subtle amount of Primordial Chaos power finally appeared in the water.
Directly contacting this power with one’s body is actually harmful, even a body cultivator at the Quasi-Saint level wouldn’t dare to absorb Primordial Chaos power directly into their body.
Luckily, as soon as Ning Fan activated the Five Elements Primordial Body method, the Primordial Chaos power surged into his body madly, causing no harm, evidently becoming a nourishing substance.
Ning Fan’s Grand Five Elements Body had been stuck at a bottleneck for years, akin to a tree in dire need of nutrients; abruptly receiving the Primordial Chaos power’s sweet spring nourishment, the bottleneck seemed to slightly loosen.
But it was only a slight looseness.
This level of Primordial Chaos power was far from enough for cultivating the Primordial Body, he had to dive deeper and borrow more of the Primordial Chaos power to break through!