The Heavenly Dao's Mysterious Yellow Pagoda

Could it be that this junior used some method to conceal the Heavenly Dao?

Thinking of this, Venerable Yuanshi's heart grew solemn.

This child's abilities are truly unpredictable and strange.

He can even deceive the divine sense of a Saint.

At the peak of Kunlun Mountain, the two sects gazed at the tribulation clouds gathering in the sky. Amidst their fear and shock, they felt even more bewildered.

What exactly did Lin Fan do?

To make their usually pure and inactive, detached and transcendent Senior Brother enraged to this extent?

Not just the Kunlun region, but all living beings in the Primordial World heard Laojun's roar.

The curiosity of all beings was thoroughly piqued.

It's Lin Fan again.

What did he do to make the Taiqing Saint lose his composure like this?

Shouldn't Saints be detached from worldly affairs, like a calm, still pond?

This completely overturned the common perception of Saints.

In the Heavenly Court of the Demon Race, above the Golden Palace.

Donghuang Taiyi sensed the anomaly in the heavens and looked intently towards Kunlun.

"Brother, why is the Taiqing Saint so furious?"

Di Jun shook his head with a gloomy expression.

"How can the affairs of a Saint be speculated upon by us?"

"But this junior, Lin Fan, daring to offend a Saint is truly courting his own doom."

"Indeed, this child is arrogant and ignorant; he will pay the price sooner or later."

Donghuang Taiyi nodded in agreement.

Both of them secretly rejoiced.

No matter what Lin Fan did, since he offended Laojun, when they surrounded and attacked him in the future, the Taiqing Saint would surely spare no effort.

This was an unexpected joy for the Heavenly Court.

In the Western Pure Land, atop Mount Sumeru.

Daoist Zhunti gazed towards the East, a deep doubt appearing between his brows.

"Why did Fellow Daoist Taiqing suddenly unleash such thunderous rage?"

"Did that brat Lin Fan do something outrageous again?"

As soon as that person left, the Heavenly Dao immediately became clear. The divine senses of Saints Jieyin and Zhunti immediately probed over.

Not long after, Jieyin figured out the situation.

His expression instantly became very interesting.

"No wonder our usually steady Senior Brother Laozi would fly into a rage. It turns out Lin Fan emptied his dojo."

"Daring to raid a Saint's lair, this move is truly unprecedented."

"I estimate there won't be anyone like him in the future either."

"This brat is truly ferociously destructive beyond the heavens."

"Not long ago, he poked a hole in the Heavenly Court and emptied the Solar Star. Now he's raiding a Saint's home."

"In terms of causing trouble, this guy is absolutely unrivaled."

Zhunti burst out laughing on the spot.

"Hahaha, Lin Fan, who can make Senior Brother Laozi so angry, is just too interesting."

He realized then that Lin Fan and their brotherhood were birds of a feather.

He recalled how the two of them became infamous throughout the Great Desolation for saying "This object has a connection with me," and were cursed to death by cultivators.

Compared to this fellow Lin Fan, they were as pure as little white rabbits.

"Indeed, this is satisfying to hear."

Jieyin also laughed heartily.

"Back then, Laozi, without distinguishing right from wrong, brought Tongtian and Yuanshi to attack Mount Sumeru."

"They kicked down their mountain gate and beat them up. Afterwards, they realized it was a misunderstanding and didn't even apologize, just left."

"That was truly despicable."

Now, seeing Laozi in such a predicament, Jieyin and Zhunti felt incredibly pleased, and their favorability towards Lin Fan soared instantly.

On Shouyang Mountain.

Lin Fan had just brought the spoils back with the Black and White Twin Terrors, and hadn't had time to inventory the loot.

Two terrifying pressures suddenly enveloped the entire mountain.

The figures of Venerable Yuanshi and Laojun, two Saints, appeared amidst the celestial light.

Under the sweeping might of the Saints, the humans on the mountain trembled in fear.

Laojun hovered in the air and roared at Shouyang Mountain:

"You little brat, spit out the goods immediately! Otherwise, don't blame me for showing no mercy!"

Lin Fan didn't show himself, but Empress Nuwa suddenly appeared.

Nuwa's gaze was cold as she swept over Laojun and Venerable Yuanshi, saying sternly:

"Laojun, how can you be so presumptuous in the human sacred land?"

Lin Fan had trespassed into Laojun's dojo and stolen treasures, enraging him.

This matter would absolutely not be easily resolved.

Nuwa had anticipated this and was waiting for the two of them here.

Venerable Yuanshi's expression was solemn, and he said calmly:

"Junior Sister Nuwa, Lin Fan trespassed into the dojo and stole treasures; his crime is unforgivable. If you care about him, hand him over quickly."

A cold light flickered in Laojun's eyes.

Facing the pressure, Nuwa did not yield an inch:

"Venerable Yuanshi, do you have any proof to accuse my brother?"

Laojun's rage burned.

This was clearly open protection.

How could Nuwa not know about Lin Fan stealing treasures?

Perhaps it was a conspiracy between siblings.

Nuwa was holding him back, creating an opportunity for Lin Fan.

"Lin Fan's theft was witnessed by my disciple Du'e with his own eyes. Du'e tried to stop him but failed and was severely injured, falling unconscious," Laojun said coldly.

Venerable Yuanshi immediately agreed:

"I can also testify."

"One-sided words are not enough to be convincing," Nuwa said calmly. "My brother returned from the East Sea and has been in seclusion and cultivation on Shouyang Mountain. All humans can testify."

Laojun's expression changed drastically; he hadn't expected Nuwa to be so unreasonable.

Venerable Yuanshi frowned:

"Junior Sister, are you going to protect him to the end?"

"So what if I am?" Nuwa's words carried a sharp edge. "How can my brother's innocent reputation be slandered?"

"Nuwa, hand over Lin Fan immediately. The stolen treasures must be returned," Laojun said in a deep voice.

The vast Spiritual Root that was stolen caused him unbearable heartache. Many Spiritual Treasures collected through immense hardship in the Great Desolation had also vanished. Especially the Eight Trigrams Furnace, a rare Innate Spiritual Treasure, which was the ultimate artifact for alchemy. It would be difficult to find a more perfect alchemy container in the world. This theft was truly an unbearable pain.

"If he did not steal, how can there be a return?" Nuwa said with a stern expression. "My brother has noble character and acts with integrity; how can you slander him at will? If there is no important matter, leave quickly, or do not blame this palace for showing no mercy."

Noble character?

Upon hearing this, Laojun finally couldn't maintain his composure.

That scoundrel Lin Fan is utterly wicked and incorrigibly mischievous.

Where on him could the word "noble" possibly apply?

This Nuwa, always so dignified and gentle, could actually speak such a lie without batting an eye.

Truly shameless, just like that Lin Fan.

Venerable Yuanshi's expression darkened, displeasure growing in his heart.

He had always valued etiquette, rules, and the dignity of the master-disciple relationship.

For a mere junior like Lin Fan to dare rob a Saint's dojo was, in his eyes, an act of treason.

And for Nuwa to shield and protect him like this.

It was simply too much.

"Junior Sister Nuwa, robbing a Saint's dojo is an unforgivable crime. Today, you must give Senior Brother Laojun an explanation."

Venerable Yuanshi's words carried a chilling edge.

"An explanation?"

Nuwa let out a cold laugh upon hearing this.

"I have already explained the reasons, yet you two continue to pester me. Do you truly wish to fight me?"

Before her words even fell, a vast pressure, like the heavens collapsing, descended upon Laojun and Yuanshi.

The two Saints hurriedly activated their spiritual power to resist.

"Junior Sister Nuwa, if you remain so obstinate and insist on protecting Lin Fan, do not blame this seat for showing no mercy!"

Yuanshi roared in anger.

The Pangu Banner rose into the air, its boundless divine light directly challenging Nuwa.

Laojun also attacked simultaneously, the Taiji Diagram manifesting in the sky.

With two Innate Supreme Treasures appearing at once, the destructive power that shook heaven and earth was immediately unleashed.

The universe trembled, all phenomena dimmed, and the cosmos was thrown into disarray.

Saint Nuwa remained calm and composed, drawing upon the might of the chaotic stars of the heavens. The starlight poured down like a celestial river, condensing into divine chains of law that spanned the firmament.

Amidst earth-shattering roars, the divine light of the Taiji Diagram and the Pangu Banner dimmed and recoiled. Nuwa lightly waved her hand, and the laws of countless stars suddenly transformed into divine swords that could cleave the heavens, pressing towards Laojun and Yuanshi with the might of the Heavenly Dao.

Venerable Yuanshi's body erupted with the myriad auspicious clouds of the heavens, using the righteous energy of Pangu transformed into protective clouds to shield himself. Laojun's head was crowned by the Mysterious Yellow Pagoda, from which ten thousand golden rays of light descended. As the two supreme treasures were struck by the sword light, their defensive barriers trembled violently, nearly shattering.

Seeing the spiritual light of the auspicious clouds dissipate, Yuanshi was secretly horrified. In such a short time, Nuwa's cultivation had advanced so remarkably. Realizing that another battle would surely lead to defeat, he gritted his teeth and pulled Laojun: "Enough!"

Before departing, Laojun looked back at Nuwa and declared angrily, "This is not over!"

After the two from Kunlun retreated, Nuwa gracefully returned to the Holy Emperor Palace. "Little brother--" she called out, drawing out the word. Lin Fan, who was busy counting his treasures, quickly hid his Qiankun Bag behind his back. Nuwa suppressed a smile and pinched the soft flesh of his cheek, "What are you pretending for?"

Her eyes sparkled with unconcealable amusement.

Lin Fan was utterly bewildered.

Did she really just drive away Laojun and Yuanshi? Is that worth being this happy about?

"Sister, why did you come back so quickly?"

Lin Fan looked up at Nuwa.

"Sister is truly powerful, to the point that even Laojun and Yuanshi working together couldn't do anything to you."

Despite his flattery, Nuwa remained unmoved. Instead, she held out her palm to him.

"Hand it over."

"Hand over what? I have no idea what you're talking about."

Lin Fan blinked, his face a mask of innocence.

He looked like a picture of pure, untainted innocence.

Nuwa gazed at him with a half-smile.

"Do you really think your sister knows nothing?"

"You robbed Laojun's dojo, and they came looking for you. Are you still trying to play dumb?"

As she spoke, she reached out and pinched Lin Fan's cheek forcefully.

Lin Fan opened his bright, clear eyes and said righteously:

"Sister, don't you know me yet?"

"I'm upright and honorable, with good character. How could I possibly rob someone?"

"It's all Laozi and Yuanshi framing me!"

Nuwa couldn't help but laugh, and snorted lightly:

"He's already gone, and you're still pretending? You think you can fool me?"

"If I hadn't held Laozi back, could you have succeeded?"

"Enough nonsense, hand over the items quickly."

Seeing that he couldn't hide it, Lin Fan had no choice but to admit defeat.

It seemed his reputation was truly terrible if even Nuwa didn't believe him.

"Sister truly has eyes like a torch; nothing can be hidden from you."

Lin Fan grinned.

Nuwa proudly raised her chin.

"Of course. Behave yourself from now on, and don't think of playing any tricks."

As she spoke, she pinched Lin Fan's nose again.

Her tone was a warning.

Lin Fan had no choice but to obediently take out all his "spoils of war"--

Hundreds of Innate Spiritual Roots, and tens of thousands of Acquired Spiritual Roots.

Nuwa had guessed Lin Fan had gained a lot, but she never expected so many Spiritual Treasures and immortal elixirs piled before her.

Looking at the treasures emitting divine light all over the ground, she was stunned for a moment, muttering to herself: Could this kid have emptied Laozi's entire fortune? No wonder the usually calm Laozi was so angry he wanted to **.

"How much of Laozi's stuff did you actually steal?" Nuwa couldn't help but ask.

Lin Fan earnestly corrected her: "I took it fair and square." He looked completely unashamed. "I left quite a bit for him."

Nuwa found it both amusing and helpless—this mischievous child was full of tricks, and he had almost fooled her too. Laozi must be wishing he were dead right now.

"Sister made the biggest contribution, you pick first." Lin Fan generously pushed the treasures towards her.

"You have some conscience after all." Nuwa smiled and chose a few items. Before leaving, she warned, "Don't run around randomly these days. Laozi is still furious. Stay put in Shouyang Mountain and cultivate, understand?"

Seeing Lin Fan nod obediently, Nuwa patted his head with satisfaction and left.

Lin Fan turned and summoned his brothers, Xiong Batian and Xiong Aotian, and took out three golden Nine Revolutions Golden Elixirs.

He gifted two elixirs to the two dazed, adorable fellows.

The surface of the Nine-Revolving Divine Pills was covered in mysterious patterns, and a rich elixir fragrance emanated from them, refreshing the mind and spirit.

His spiritual power seemed to increase just by smelling it.

Xiong Batian stared at the elixir in his palm, his mouth almost watering. He asked foolishly, "Boss, is this the treasure you said tastes better than tender bamboo shoots?"

"Naturally, it's ten thousand times better than tender bamboo shoots," Lin Fan nodded.

"Impossible! How can there be food in the world that tastes ten thousand times better than tender bamboo shoots?" Xiong Aotian immediately retorted, puffing out his chest. Although bamboo shoots weren't the most exquisite delicacy, they were his favorite, so he felt Lin Fan was exaggerating.

"Boss never lies to us. These Nine Revolutions Pills must be extremely delicious." As Xiong Batian spoke, he popped the elixir into his mouth, his small eyes narrowing in bliss.

Seeing this, Xiong Aotian also quickly swallowed the golden elixir. Instantly, a rich medicinal fragrance burst forth between his lips and teeth. The crisp taste seeped into his bones, so wonderful that he almost bit his tongue.