"Purple Sun Grotto-Heaven …" He finally understood that it was not a coincidence that he met Li Xiaoman and the others. Their sect was nearby.
Ye Fan turned around and wanted to leave. He did not want to be associated with Li Xiaoman's sect. Today, they met, but Li Xiaoman was calm. Her calmness was almost cold. Although she gave him money, she gave him the feeling of being high and mighty, as if she was giving him charity.
"You wanted me to be a normal person and not stray from the right path. Am I really that unbearable …" He laughed at himself. He was not sad, nor did he have any hatred. Everything was gone without a trace. Ye Fan felt that if they met again, he would just laugh it off. There was no need to remember anything. Sometimes, a gentle brush was a better choice.
Ye Fan had already walked dozens of meters when he suddenly stopped. He had been thinking about how to escape the pursuit of the Jiang Family's knights. At this moment, he suddenly thought of using Purple Sun Grotto-Heaven to resolve the crisis.
Now, he was not strong enough. It was impossible for him to fight them head-on. He could only think carefully. He muttered to himself, "There must be a reason why I can't escape from them. No matter how strong they are, they can't have such sharp spiritual senses to keep tracking the clues …"
Ye Fan felt that Purple Sun Grotto-Heaven was one of the six grotto-heavens in the Country of Yan. The surrounding mountains and rivers must have been engraved with Dao patterns, condensing a mysterious power to form a world of its own. If he entered deep, he might be able to cut off contact with the outside world.
"Not bad, I can make use of this place!" After thinking carefully, Ye Fan walked into the depths of the mountain range.
"What dense Spiritual Qi. As expected of a grotto-heaven."
At this moment, the sky was already dark. However, one could still see purple gas lingering between the mountains. Purple Sun Grotto-Heaven lived up to its name. Purple mist surged in the area where it was located. Occasionally, there would be blazing sunlight streaking across the sky.
Even in the outside world, one could feel that it was extraordinary. The mountains were green, the valleys were green, the springs were clear, and the vegetation was lush. Many of the plants seemed to be sentient. Their leaves shone with light.
Ye Fan approached Purple Sun Grotto-Heaven and observed it carefully to see if he could sneak in. However, he found it difficult to do so. Not only were there people patrolling the mountain gate, but there were also wild beasts guarding it.
The two strange beasts were bumpy. They looked like giant crocodiles but had a pair of wings. They were like two small mountains lying there. Their basin-sized eyes flashed with light.
"Eh, there are a few youths kneeling there. What's going on?" Ye Fan was surprised to find a few sixteen or seventeen years old kneeling in front.
A patrolling cultivator passed by and said, "You guys should leave. Your aptitudes are too ordinary. No matter how hard you try, it won't work."
"Immortal Master, give us one more chance."
The cultivator sighed and said, "You've been kneeling for days. I'm not a heartless person, but your talents are too mediocre. You really can't pass the test. Hurry up and go down the mountain."
"Alright, I will give you one more chance. In half a month, there will be a re-selection of disciples. Whether or not you can grasp the opportunity to stay is up to you."
"Alright, I'll give you one more chance. Half a month from now, we'll be selecting new disciples again. Whether or not you can grasp the opportunity to stay is up to you."
"Thank you, Immortal Master!" The youths knelt down together.
"Thank you, Immortal Master!" The youths knelt together.
"Who is it?" The cultivator turned his head.
"Immortal Master, I am here to be your disciple," shouted Ye Fan.
"It will start in half a month. You are too early."
"My house is too far away. I walked here for half a year. I was afraid of being delayed. Please take pity on me, Immortal Master." Ye Fan observed him for a while and felt that this cultivator was not very hard-hearted. He would most likely make an exception.
"This is against the rules."
With a sincere expression, Ye Fan explained how he collected money and even begged. He traveled thousands of kilometers and walked for more than half a year before finally finding this place with great difficulty.
This so-called Immortal Master was not very old, only around 27 or 28 years old. He was indeed very soft-hearted. After seeing Ye Fan's tattered clothes and dirty face, he finally sighed and nodded. He said: "You can go in with them."
Ye Fan hurriedly thanked him and entered Ziyang Grotto-Heaven with the youths. All the immortal mountains were shrouded in purple mist and looked hazy. Palaces sat on the mountain peaks. They looked very ethereal and had the charm of an immortal realm.
"This Ziyang Grotto-Heaven is even denser than the Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven …" Ye Fan muttered to himself and nodded. This place was indeed extraordinary.
Walking into the depths of the immortal mountains, there was lush vegetation and many spirit herbs. A clear aura rushed over. This was a very beautiful and peaceful grotto-heaven.
Ye Fan and the youths settled down near a bamboo forest. There were some wooden houses here that were specially reserved for odd-job workers. Cultivating disciples rarely came here.
After arriving here, Ye Fan gradually calmed down. If he could still be found like this, then he could only fight to the death. There was no other way.
"Most likely there is something on me that they can sense and track."
Ye Fan first eliminated the Green Copper Block. This was a mysterious treasure of the sect. Many cultivators in the past could not recognize it when they held it in their hands, let alone now that it was silent in his Golden Sea of Bitterness.
Was it the Dao Scripture? That was not very possible. As long as he did not use any mysterious techniques, his Golden Sea of Bitterness would be silent like divine iron. It was difficult for outsiders to sense it.
"Could it be that this' source 'revealed my whereabouts? That should not be the case. " Ye Fan could not figure it out. He muttered to himself, "Let's not care about that for now. Let's refine this' source 'first."
In the next few days, the bamboo forest was very peaceful. No outsiders came to disturb him. It was a very suitable place for cultivation. The powerful knights of the Jiang family did not come looking for him.
Ye Fan began to refine the 'source'. Every time, he held it firmly in his palm and smelted it carefully. He only melted a little bit every day. He was afraid that if he was too fierce, the huge life essence in the 'source' would all rush out, causing a wave of source power and being discovered.
On the sixth day, the bright moon was in the sky. Ye Fan refined a small amount of the 'source'. At this moment, the Golden Sea of Bitterness suddenly sent out waves of tsunamis. The momentum was terrifying. He hurriedly stopped and hid the 'source'.
"How troublesome …" His special physique made him feel a little helpless. He thought he could control it, but in the end, there was still a terrifying sound when he broke through. The strange phenomenon of the Sea of Bitterness was too shocking. If it was discovered, it would definitely cause an uproar.
"It seems that this' source 'can't be completely refined. I can only continue when I leave here."
However, his harvest was not small. At this moment, the Golden Sea of Bitterness had become bigger. There were eight more 'divine patterns' inside, lingering in the sky above the Sea of Bitterness. Ye Fan smelted it into the 'divine metal lump' from before. He constantly hammered it on the green copper piece and repeatedly imitated the 'Dao pattern'.
The next day, the silence was broken. A few young cultivators came and found Ye Fan.
"It's you … that little beggar!" The few people were shocked. They were the disciples of the Purple Yang Cave that he met a few days ago. However, Li Xiaoman was not among them.
Yesterday, Ye Fan caused a huge commotion. Some cultivators had come to investigate, but they did not find anything at night. Out of curiosity, these people came to take a look in the morning.
"Why did you come to our Purple Yang Cave? Are you here to find Junior Sister Li?" Those people were very surprised. They did not expect to see Ye Fan here.
"Your Purple Yang Cave's Sect Master coincidentally met me. He said that I have extraordinary talent and insisted on taking me in as a disciple …" Ye Fan casually made up a story.
The few people naturally did not believe him. They all had unfriendly expressions. One of the women said in a deep voice, "Little beggar, your skin is really thick!"
At this moment, a middle-aged man appeared in the bamboo forest. He circled around the area a few times before stopping. He said, "I feel the aura of the 'source'."
"Greetings, Uncle-Master!" The few young disciples hurriedly bowed.
Ye Fan was immediately shocked. This person's spiritual perception was too sharp. He had already sealed the source, but he still sensed it.
"No need to be so polite." This middle-aged man's face was ruddy and his hair was jet-black. However, his eyes were very old. It did not match his age.
"This person's true age is probably over seventy or eighty years old …" Ye Fan secretly speculated. He felt that this was a terrifying expert.
"It's on you …" He stared at Ye Fan.
"Greetings, Senior." Ye Fan bowed.
"You are not a disciple of my Ziyang Cave?"
"No."
The middle-aged man did not move. He appeared in front of Ye Fan in an instant. It was as if he had traveled through space. He grabbed Ye Fan's wrist.
"Senior, you are …" Ye Fan was shocked. He thought that he was going to attack.
"Your physique …" The middle-aged man revealed a shocked expression. He then shook his head and sighed. It was obvious that he was experienced and knowledgeable. He made a judgment in an instant.
At that moment, Ye Fan was extremely nervous. Fortunately, his Sea of Bitterness was dead silent. Darkness had frozen the golden Sea of Bitterness. It was as if it had turned into a land of death. When the middle-aged man explored there, he did not find anything unusual.
This surprised Ye Fan. Even when he tried to hide his strength, he was still fooled by such an expert's personal probing.
"Do you have a piece of 'source' on you?" The middle-aged man asked.
Seeing that he could not hide it, Ye Fan took out the small wooden box and said, "I don't know if this is the 'source'. It's something passed down in my family."
The middle-aged man opened the wooden box and took a look. He said, "Yes, it is the 'source'. Although it is not pure, it is still very rare. I wonder if you are willing to part with it?"
"This …"
"You can't cultivate, so this' source 'is useless to you. Don't worry, I will not let you suffer a loss. If you are willing to exchange it, you will have wealth that you will not be able to spend in ten lifetimes."
"But I don't want to exchange it …" Ye Fan looked troubled. Although he had temporarily gotten rid of the Jiang family's knights after entering the Spirit Ruin Cave, he did not expect to expose the 'source'. This made him feel helpless, but there was nothing he could do.
"You really don't want to exchange it?" The middle-aged man asked calmly. He did not use his power to pressure Ye Fan.
"I …"
"Forget it. If that is the case, I will not force you. It is only a piece of 'source', it is not essential to me." Having said that, he turned around and left. After taking only a few steps, he completely disappeared from everyone's sight.
Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat. This was definitely an expert.
"Little beggar, I didn't expect you to have a 'source'. Even an impure piece of 'source' is more precious than a spirit medicine."
The young men and women all revealed strange expressions. They did not expect Ye Fan to have a spirit item, so some of them could not help but covet it.
"Little beggar, you really don't know how to grasp an opportunity. Do you know who that person was? He is the second strongest expert of the Ziyang Cave. He has only cultivated for a little more than a hundred years, but he is even stronger than the ancestors. If you had given the 'source' to him, you would be able to form a good relationship with such a person, and the benefits would be endless … "
The young men and women all stated their conditions, wanting to obtain this' source ', but Ye Fan could not agree.
After they left, Ye Fan muttered to himself, "Although I have temporarily escaped from the Jiang family's knights, I have exposed the 'source'. I wonder if there will be trouble."
An hour later, Li Xiaoman appeared in the bamboo forest, accompanied by the young men and women who had just left.
Li Xiaoman did not ask why Ye Fan was here. She calmly said, "Ye Fan, you cannot cultivate, so it is useless to have this' source '. Why don't you exchange it for ten lifetimes of fortune …"
Ye Fan directly shook his head and refused, "I am not exchanging!"
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