Chapter 31

A single move of "Cradling Brother in His Arms" had left him utterly unable to fight back, forcing him to admit defeat obediently.

Let alone Houtu?

If he truly faced that female demon, he would probably be defeated in an instant.

After teasing Lin Fan for a while, Houtu left in satisfaction.

Lin Fan entered the Primordial Pearl.

Beside the green bamboo, the two fools were still lying around gnawing on bamboo shoots.

Seeing him arrive, they lazily greeted him, "Big Brother's here!"

You can't keep being so lazy all day. It's time to cultivate properly. Lin Fan looked at their slovenly appearance, frustrated that they failed to meet expectations.

How else could they become qualified mounts?

Xiong Aotian gnawed on a bamboo shoot crackling with lightning, his fur standing on end from the shocks while his face remained blissful. "Cultivation? Lying down is more comfortable."

Xiong Batian was tougher. He sat cross-legged and declared boldly, "Big Brother, teach me **! I'll definitely cultivate diligently and dominate a region someday!"

Lin Fan nodded in satisfaction.

One was beyond saving, but the other could still be molded.

He secretly observed Xiong Batian. Combining it with the Yin Yang origin within him, inspiration suddenly struck.

Ding! Congratulations, Host, for fusing the Yin Yang Law and the Devouring Law to comprehend the Grand Unity Grade divine ability—the Heaven Swallowing Art.

Though it was merely a Grand Unity Grade divine ability, its aptitude requirements were extremely low, and cultivating it was exceptionally easy.

One merely needed to continuously consume spiritual objects to increase one's cultivation.

Whether immortal bamboo and spiritual herbs or demon blood and flesh, anything containing energy could be converted for one's own use.

It was perfectly suited to someone with Xiong Batian's temperament.

Though this fellow looked full of spirit now, he actually only had enthusiasm for three minutes. His nickname, Iron-Boned and Unyielding, had not been given for nothing.

Lin Fan had long since figured out this fellow's disposition.

That was why he had specially tailored this ** for him.

This is a Great Luo secret art, divided into nine realms, and it perfectly matches your constitution. Once you cultivate it to the ninth realm's completion, you will gain an unimaginable mysterious power.

As he spoke, Lin Fan lightly tapped Xiong Batian's brow with a finger.

In an instant, the entire ** was directly imprinted into Xiong Batian's mind.

A vast amount of information surged in, and Xiong Batian immediately lay flat as he slowly digested it.

Very soon, traces of Yin Yang Dao rhythm and Devouring Dao rhythm appeared faintly with every breath he took.

Having only grasped the barest basics, the usually lazy fellow sprang up and excitedly pounced toward Lin Fan.

"Boss! This ** can actually raise cultivation just by eating!"

"This is amazing!"

"Boss, you're incredible!"

Xiong Aotian, who was currently gnawing on a spiritual bamboo shoot, instantly froze upon hearing that. Even the shoot in his paw fell to the ground.

"What? You can grow stronger just by eating? There's actually such a good thing in this world?"

The next second, he darted over like a rabbit and tightly hugged Lin Fan's leg.

"Boss, teach me quickly! I want to learn too!"

Chapter

"Didn't you say you wouldn't learn it just now?"

Lin Fan looked at Xiong Aotian teasingly.

"Aotian, I gave you that nickname because I want you to stand by your word. If you said you wouldn't learn it, then don't learn it. A bear must have backbone. Don't let Boss look down on you."

Xiong Batian said solemnly as he gnawed on a bamboo shoot.

Xiong Aotian completely ignored the teasing. He clung to Lin Fan's leg without letting go and pleaded pitifully.

"Boss, please! Teach me already!"

He did not like cultivation, but he had never said he hated eating.

If he could not learn this divine ability, even gnawing bamboo shoots would lose its flavor from now on.

After all, eating was the greatest matter of his life, an undertaking he intended to persist in for his entire lifetime.

His greatest dream was to eat every delicacy under heaven.

This ** was practically tailored for him.

He could compromise on anything else.

But he would never yield on this matter.

"Fine, then."

Lin Fan smiled and rubbed Xiong Aotian's head.

"Seeing how determined you are, as your big brother, I'll pass this divine ability on to you. Remember to cultivate diligently."

"If you dare slack off, don't blame Big Brother for showing no mercy."

"Don't worry, Big Brother! If I still dare to be lazy after learning this divine ability, you can whip me or kick me. I won't make a sound!"

Xiong Aotian pounded his chest until it thudded.

It was the first time Lin Fan had seen this fool so serious, and he was somewhat moved.

He raised a hand and tapped Xiong Aotian's brow, passing the Heaven Swallowing Art to him.

In an instant, Dao script emerged within Xiong Aotian's sea of consciousness.

The foolish bear immediately immersed himself in cultivation, faint Devouring Dao rhythm and Yin Yang Dao rhythm spreading around him.

The two Dao rhythms intertwined, forming the phantom of a Yin Yang millstone.

Rarely seeing the two fools so focused, Lin Fan set up an auxiliary cultivation formation before turning and heading to another space.

He took out five Chaos Star Fruits.

These fruits contained vast stellar power and were most suitable for tempering the body.

Lin Fan swallowed all five fruits, not even having time to savor their taste—

Stellar laws like the radiance of the cosmos instantly surged throughout his body!

Countless starlights erupted from his entire body as the Primordial Great Dao True Explanation and Sacred Emperor Golden Body Technique began operating on their own.

His fleshly body rapidly transformed under the washing of stellar power, erupting with divine dawn and holy light.

The network of laws continuously healed its flaws, gradually forming a world of order.

After a long while, immortal charm surged mightily, and heavenly phenomena appeared.

His terrifying vitality made the space tremble faintly, while Lin Fan's fleshly body seemed to evolve the myriad heavens.

Only when the power of the Star Fruits was completely refined.

Had Lin Fan's physique broken through to the late Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

He continued immersing himself in cultivation, carefully comprehending the stellar mysteries contained within the Chaos Star Fruits. His divine sense penetrated deep into the fruits, and brilliant wisdom light bloomed from his Spiritual Platform. In an instant, he entered a wondrous state of enlightenment. Countless stellar Dao rhythms swirled around him, emitting vast majesty.

Ding! The Host has successfully comprehended the true essence of the Chaos Star Fruit, mastered the essence of the Stellar Law, and gained insight through fusing it with his own Stellar Dao. The Hunyuan-level divine ability Great Star Arts has been upgraded to the Heavenly Dao Realm.

Comprehended the Heavenly Dao Grade secret art, Great Evolution Star Arts.

Obtained the top-grade postnatal spiritual plant, Dragon Scale Grass.

Lin Fan opened his eyes and refined and simplified the Great Evolution Star Arts. In an instant, an abstruse ** appeared within his sea of consciousness. This Heavenly Dao Grade divine ability far surpassed ordinary star arts, achieving a transformation on the level of essence.

Great Star Arts could only wield the mighty power of stars, while Great Evolution Star Arts could control the Stellar Law and the order of its origin. Not only was its power incomparable, but it also possessed many mysterious effects. This art encompassed all phenomena and integrated them seamlessly. It could both command the Stellar Law to set up killing formations and perform many basic applications.

Lin Fan nodded knowingly and focused inwardly. The world of order formed by three thousand laws within his body had become increasingly stable and complete. With his fleshly body alone, he could wield the power of laws. He clearly perceived that his physique had undergone a wholly new transformation, its source of strength inexhaustible and tens of millions of times greater than before.

To test the extent of his improvement, he decided to find Gonggong and Zhurong for a sparring match. He believed the two would be more than willing to accept.

After stepping out of the Primordial Pearl, Zhurong and Gonggong hesitated upon hearing Lin Fan's challenge. Though straightforward by nature, they were not fools. They could clearly sense that Lin Fan's aura surpassed his former self. They had already lost to him before, and now the gap would likely be even wider.

Seeing their hesitation, Lin Fan immediately stated...

Battle of the Ancestral Witches

Zhurong rubbed his aching chest and grinned. "Lin Fan, your fists are really something!"

Gonggong shook his numb arm, his fighting spirit growing even stronger. "Again!"

The two figures crossed like lightning, and the ground split with cracks under the impact. Lin Fan moved nimbly, handling their pincer attack with ease.

"Take this!" Zhurong roared, his fist wind tearing through the air.

Lin Fan lightly turned sideways and guided the blow along. Zhurong lost his balance and staggered forward, crashing straight into the charging Gonggong.

"Ow!"

"You brute!"

Amid the billowing dust, the two Ancestral Witches fell into a heap, stacked like a human pyramid. Lin Fan stood where he was, his robes fluttering.

At that moment, crisp applause came from the mountain peak. Houtu leaned against an ancient pine and smiled lightly. Xuanming held a jade flute, approval in her eyes.

Zhurong climbed to his feet, dusted himself off, and laughed heartily. "That was satisfying! It's been a long time since I've felt this good!"

Gonggong rubbed his sore shoulder and said unwillingly, "We fight again tomorrow!"

Lin Fan clasped his hands and smiled. "You let me win."

The setting sun stretched everyone's shadows long across the sheer cliffs of Buzhou Mountain. A mountain breeze swept past, carrying the clear calls of distant birds.

"The real sensation of fists and kicks connecting is truly refreshing. It feels as though every bone and tendon in my body has been opened up."

"I look forward to sparring with everyone more often in the future and improving together."

Zhurong and Gonggong looked at each other. "..."

You may feel great, but what about us?

What mutual improvement? This was clearly your one-sided crushing.

As noble Ancestral Witches, they had always taken pride in the strength of their fleshly bodies.

Yet before Lin Fan, they had been beaten without the slightest ability to fight back, losing all face.

Most infuriatingly, he wore that calm and detached expression, as though he were deliberately mocking them.

Yet they had no way to refute him—the disparity in strength was right before their eyes. What could they do?

Seeing the two brothers in such an awkward state, Houtu and Xuanming could not help laughing aloud.

After staying at Buzhou Mountain for several days, Lin Fan did not linger and turned to leave.

Watching his departing figure, Zhurong and Gonggong wore complicated expressions.

Zhurong said quietly to Houtu, "Little Sister, when he comes next time, make sure to notify me in advance."

Houtu pressed her lips together to suppress a smile. "What? Does Brother still want to spar with him?"

"That brat is too arrogant. Next time, I'll definitely show him how formidable I am!" Zhurong clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

"That's right! We have to teach him a lesson!" Gonggong angrily echoed.

The two wore fierce expressions, but inwardly they calculated: when Lin Fan came again, they absolutely had to hide as far away as possible.

That fellow was simply outrageous—as Ancestral Witches, it was the first time they had discovered that their fleshly bodies could actually be so vulnerable.

Besides, if word got out that they had been beaten black and blue, and those Great Witches found out... where would the dignity of the Ancestral Witches go?

After leaving Buzhou Mountain, Lin Fan did not return to the Human Tribe. Instead, he rode his summoned beast, Xiong Batian, and continued traveling through the Primordial World.

Sitting atop the giant bear's shoulders, he comprehended the laws of heaven and earth and deduced his own Great Dao.

"The Witch Race has obtained the Hunyuan Nine Revolutions Heavenly Technique. Their strength should rise to another level." He pondered to himself.

The Witch and Demon races were constantly in conflict, yet they had always maintained a delicate balance.

This delicate balance would likely be difficult to maintain any longer.

After all, the Witch Race's bodies were already exceptionally powerful.

Especially the bodies of the Ancestral Witches, which even Innate Supreme Treasures could hardly shake in the slightest.

If they further cultivated the Hunyuan Nine Revolutions Heavenly Technique and gave birth to primordial spirits, their power would surely become even more terrifying.

In former years, that calculating old man Hongjun had stepped in to mediate the first Witch-Demon War.

It had merely been to buy the weak Demon Race a chance to catch its breath.

So it would have enough time to grow and reach the point where it could contend with the Witch Race.

Yet now, Lin Fan had emerged out of nowhere.

The Demon Race's scheme to forge the Witch-Slaying Sword had also been completely shattered.

With one side weakening while the other grew stronger, it would likely be as difficult as ascending to heaven for the Demon Race to withstand the Witch Race's offensive.

As he pondered, Lin Fan's attention turned toward the Pangu Heart within Pangu Hall.

That heart was already nearing exhaustion. He did not know whether it still had any possibility of reviving.

The formation deep within Pangu Hall that concealed the heavenly secrets had an unknown origin and an unfathomable purpose. Even deduction could not touch it.

It seemed that the Primordial World still hid countless unresolved secrets.

Perhaps only time could unveil these mysteries.

Within Zixiao Palace.

"Why have the heavenly secrets become so dim and unclear?"

"I cannot deduce even the slightest clue."

An anxious and gloomy expression appeared between Hongjun's brows.

In his perception, the future had become like flowers seen through mist.

No matter how he calculated, all he saw was chaotic confusion.

Back then, he had merged with the Heavenly Dao in order to completely control the heavenly secrets and ensure that the Primordial World's great course remained within his grasp.

But now the heavenly secrets were in disarray, muddled and unclear.

As the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao, he actually found it difficult even to glimpse the full course of future developments.

This was absolutely not a good omen.

After agonizing over it without result.

Hongjun finally let out a long sigh and fell silent.

Beyond the Thirty-three Heavens, at the Demon Race's Heavenly Court.

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi opened their eyes simultaneously.

Donghuang Taiyi laughed heartily, high-spirited and full of vigor.

"Ha ha ha! All that painstaking effort was not in vain—the killing formation is finally complete!"

"Congratulations, Heavenly Emperor!"

Kunpeng's face lit up with joy as he cupped his hands toward Di Jun.

"Everything is ready. It is time to clear away the obstacles."

The obstacle Kunpeng spoke of was naturally Lin Fan.