The Wind Clan's pearl was as arrogant as an Immortal Phoenix. Her flawless and sparkling little chin was raised, her beautiful hair dancing in the wind. Five-colored multicolored light curled around her body, making her seem unapproachable. It was as if she was standing above the clouds, overlooking everything below.
Ye Fan, on the other hand, was very calm, as if he was not involved in the matter. He watched everything quietly with a smile on his lips and did not say anything.
When the people of the Wind Clan saw him like this, their hearts skipped a beat. An elder said to the Wind Phoenix, "You have just arrived at the divine city, go and rest. Don't say anything else."
The Wind Phoenix knew what she meant. She raised her beautiful chin and glanced at Ye Fan. She said, "I can see my future. I won't be tied to anyone, not even the Divine Physique."
Her five-colored divine clothes fluttered in the wind. She walked gracefully like a lotus, leaving behind a faint fragrance. The elders' expressions were a bit awkward, and their brows furrowed slightly.
The news of the Wind Phoenix's arrival quickly spread throughout the entire Divine City. Even the events of her first meeting with Ye Fan were spread, and not a single detail was left out.
"Sure enough, it's just like the rumors say. The pearl of the Wind Clan doesn't want to be engaged to the Holy Physique. Now, there will be a big show to watch."
"This stunning pearl really has a character. She even looks down on the Holy Body that broke the curse. I wonder if she will still be so arrogant after a thousand years."
"I already knew it would be like this. Who is the Wind Phoenix? She is the proud daughter of the heavens. The reason why the Wind Clan didn't make a decision until now was because they were afraid that she wouldn't agree. Even their Saint Lord didn't want to force her."
"The pearl of the Wind Clan wants to reject the Sacred Body, this is really strange …"
Not a single detail was left out, and it spread throughout Divine City. Many people were discussing it, and there were even more people who added fuel to the fire.
It had to be said that Feng Huang Li's name had spread throughout the Eastern Wasteland. Her charm was extremely great, and she had a large number of pursuers. They naturally supported her decision, and all of them supported her.
Ye Fan didn't care about this at all. He came from the other side of the starry sky, so he naturally didn't feel anything about this so-called marriage alliance.
So what if she was the pearl of the Eastern Barren Territory? It was not like he had never seen the most beautiful women under the heavens, but he reckoned that they were on par with An Miaoyi.
Ever since Ye Fan came to this world where the strong ruled, he had a detached attitude towards relationships. He had never taken the initiative to look for the long-lost feeling of being "touched".
In the next few days, the Wind Phoenix was neither high-profile nor low-key. She often met up with some of her good friends, including many of her pursuers.
Topics related to her continued. Everyone knew that she was expressing her own attitude, resolutely not agreeing to the engagement. This gave Wind Clan's elders quite the headache.
Afterward, she met with the saints one after another. Although they had been in contact in the past, if it wasn't for the marriage alliance this time, she wouldn't have traveled so frequently.
The most shocking thing was that the Wind Phoenix and the Golden-Winged Little Peng's reunion caused a huge uproar. The cultivators in the divine city began discussing it again.
Huang, Saint king, Feng Saint Saint Saint as, and Saint Saint as, as, as, Divine King Child, and the God Saint as of the Saint as. were.
They stood at the peak of the Eastern Barren Territory. In the past, the Wind Phoenix had a battle with him. The two of them were evenly matched, shocking the central region of the Eastern Barren Territory.
The Little Peng King and Ye Fan had a great feud. On the night of the full moon, if the Old Peng King hadn't suppressed him, there would have been an earth-shattering battle.
The Wind Phoenix choosing to meet the Little Peng King alone at this time inevitably caused a lot of discussion. It immediately became the focal point of the city.
"The pearl of the Wind Clan has made up her mind. Even if the marriage alliance is forced, it will still cause a lot of trouble."
"The Wind Phoenix is making her attitude clear. She is meeting with the enemy of the saint physique and is not willing to marry him."
"The Wind Clan hasn't made a decision yet, so it doesn't matter even if the matter is left unsettled. We can only say that the pearl of the Wind Clan has won by herself."
Ye Fan laughed at the rumors of the outside world. He was too lazy to care and ignored everything the Wind Phoenix had done because he didn't need to do anything.
When many people learned of his attitude, they were all shocked and sighed inwardly. The saint physique was really extraordinary. It was as if one of them was just watching a show.
After Ye Fan made his attitude clear, there were even more topics to talk about. Both of them were extraordinary figures, and their attitudes were so special that it caused many cultivators to discuss it.
The supreme Divine King was about to leave, and he told Ye Fan to travel without worry. He seemed to have a premonition that he didn't have much time left, so he wanted to kill some people with ill intentions in the dark.
Ye Fan's movements naturally attracted attention, but no one dared to make a move. They were afraid that the supreme Divine King would strike like lightning. In his last moments, no one dared to make a move.
In these few days, Ye Fan went to banquets with Tu Fei, Li Heishui, and the large black dog. There were many gatherings, and he didn't reject the olive branches of the large sects. He was surrounded by people all day.
It was very clear that the reputation of the saint physique was stronger than the Wind Phoenix's, and it attracted even more topics. There weren't many people in the younger generation who could compete with him. The great accomplishment saint physique in the future was worth making friends and paying attention to.
It could be said that everywhere Ye Fan went, almost everyone knew him. There was no one who didn't greet him, and there was no one who didn't know him. In particular, many people in the younger generation were filled with fear of him.
The people of the ancient Genesis technique clans went far away, and no one appeared in God City. Wu Ziming, Li Zhongtian, and other cultivators who were hostile to Ye Fan also became extremely low-key and rarely appeared.
Imperceptibly, Ye Fan had already established a kind of prestige. Even the Saint Sons were afraid of him, and they tried to stay as far away as possible.
Even the Little Peng King suppressed his anger and obeyed the old Peng King's orders. He didn't cause conflict and avoided him.
When Ye Fan went out, he saw endless enthusiasm, but he didn't become arrogant. He treated everyone politely, and even when he saw his opponents, he didn't provoke them. He just nodded and passed by.
"Pfft!"
Blood spurted out from Ye Fan's mouth. It was scarlet with a hint of gold, and it dyed his clothes red. It was a ghastly sight to see.
"What happened?!" Pang Bo stood up abruptly, his thick brows furrowed as he looked around.
"Little Ye, what happened to you?" Tu Fei and Li Heishui were also startled.
Yao Yuekong, the saintess of Jade Lake, the saintess of Dao Yi, the prince of Great Xia, the little nun in white, and many other experts of the younger generation were present. No one had expected that Ye Fan would suddenly cough up blood and fall to the ground.
"Move away!" Pang Bo didn't care about anything else. He ordered everyone to move away, and then he picked up Ye Fan and examined him carefully. His white clothes were dyed with fresh blood. His eyes were closed, and his face was a little pale. He didn't look good.
There was something wrong with his Saint Body, and he collapsed at the banquet. This news quickly spread throughout the God City, and it caused a huge uproar!
The fragrance of medicine wafted out. There were dozens of kinds of pellets in Ye Fan's room, and they were all precious. The elders of the Feng Clan came forward to examine his injuries, and they all frowned.
"How did this happen?"
"Yes, I understand now. He was injured by the Great Dao. The peerless Divine King used the blood of a god to sever his karma, and then used the Divine Overture to destroy the innate dao diagram. But … "
"The innate Great Dao didn't destroy his dao foundation, but it severed his life source, leaving behind an unrecoverable wound. He won't live for more than half a year."
The Wind Clan's elders made an accurate judgment. They all sighed towards the sky. This result left them incomparably disappointed.
"The curse of hundreds of thousands of years has been broken, and he can finally cultivate. He will witness the birth of a pseudo Great Emperor, but he only has half a year to live …"
"This is an injury left behind by the Great Dao of heaven and earth. Even mature divine medicines can't heal him."
Their expressions kept changing. The Feng Clan had spent three million jins of energy source, and they even wanted to form a marriage alliance. But in the end, this was the result. It was hard for them to accept.
The Saint Body was about to die. This news was no less than a tsunami. It shook the entire God City, and at the same time, it spread to every corner of the world. Many great powers were alarmed.
The God City, in particular, was in an uproar. All the cultivators were discussing this. They never thought that something like this would happen.
"The Heavenly Dao can't be defied. Even though the curse has been broken, his life can't be saved. This has already been decided."
"This really is a prosperous and miserable end. Who would have thought that this would be the result?"
"What can he do with less than half a year of life? It's a pity that the peerless Divine King has put in so much effort."
"The Saint Body has just formed, and he can already look down on the younger generation. Yet, he's coming to a sad end like this. He's about to reach the end of his life."
There was no one who wasn't shocked. This result was just too unexpected. No one had thought of it.
"No, this can't be a trap purposely set up by the Divine King, right? To prevent Ye Fan from being assassinated, he came up with this plan and then hid him."
There were some quick-witted people who thought of this possibility immediately and made a shocking guess.
With this theory, many people agreed. They believed that this was a trap, a smokescreen purposely released to confuse the eyes of the world.
However, there were people who quickly confirmed that this was a real injury and not an act. The Great Dao of heaven and earth had severed Ye Fan's life source. It was almost impossible to heal.
The people of the Feng clan sighed deeply, but there was nothing they could do.
Two great experts of the Jiang family came as well, but they were also helpless. Even the supreme Divine King furrowed his eyebrows.
Injuries left behind by the Great Dao could not be healed by humans. Since ancient times, basically no one who was injured by the Great Dao had survived.
Many people from large organisations came over. They were very concerned. They examined Ye Fan's injuries and left behind many pills. Their main objective was obviously to confirm whether the news was true or not.
The people who had come from the Central Plains to watch the ceremony and had yet to leave also came one after another. After carefully inspecting Ye Fan's injuries, they left behind some pills and left.
The news had come true, and it was confirmed by many large sects. The outside world was thrown into an uproar. There were people who took pleasure in his misfortune, and there were people who sympathised with him …
Ye Fan woke up. He stared blankly for a very long time. He had never thought that things would be like this.
The starlight in the night was like water. He and Pang Bo laid on the roof side by side, gazing at the other end of the starry sky.
"If I die, you have to find a way to go back too. Don't go too far."
"Ye, don't say anything else. You'll be fine. You'll definitely survive. Let's go back together."
"Help me take care of my parents."
"Don't say these things. My heart feels stifled."
…
He only had half a year of life, and this was the most optimistic prediction. It was very likely that he wouldn't even have a hundred days left. Even if his battle prowess could look down on the younger generation, it was completely meaningless.
In the following days, Ye Fan's residence was completely deserted. No one came to visit again. Many people's previous enthusiasm turned into indifference.
The bustling scene was gone, and it was cold and cheerless. Only the bleakness of autumn remained.
The fickleness of human nature and the fickleness of the world were all too obvious.
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