The Great Dao

Your fellow Daoist's courage in standing alone against the Heavenly Court is truly inspiring.

Xi He also praised him.

The Heavenly Court's demon army had been dispatched in full force, unstoppable.

Yet, Lin Fan dared to step forward and protect the Human Race in their time of crisis.

This left her in awe and filled with genuine admiration.

"You two fairies flatter me. As the Human Religion's leader, protecting the Human Race is my duty."

Lin Fan said calmly.

Chang Xi's eyes showed admiration.

Compared to her sister and herself, Lin Fan, though emerging later, possessed such courage and boldness.

This made her admire him even more.

Xi He gazed at Lin Fan's solemn yet endearing expression, her eyes twinkling.

Lin Fan did not refuse Chang Xi's suggestion.

Being able to discuss Dao with the Twin Lunar Beauties would also benefit his comprehension of the Heavenly Dao.

Immediately, the three began their discussion on the divine mountain.

In an instant, the void transformed into myriad phenomena, and Dao Charm enveloped the entire mountain peak.

Xi He was the first to immerse herself in it, Lunar Law surging forth, and her cultivation advanced significantly.

After listening to Lin Fan's explanation of the true essence of Lunar Law, Chang Xi, who had always been intelligent, found the fog in her heart suddenly dissipate. The cultivation bottlenecks that had long troubled her melted away like spring ice, and the barriers to her realm began to rapidly crumble.

This caused a tempest in her heart.

Lin Fan was merely in the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, so why was his mastery of the Great Dao of the Moon so profound? He had even far surpassed her, an Innate God nurtured by the Lunar Star?

Even more puzzling was—he had never set foot on the Lunar Star. Where did he comprehend those obscure and unfathomable Heavenly Dao mysteries from?

But the clarity before her could not be faked. Chang Xi suppressed the doubts in her heart and once again immersed herself in comprehending the Great Dao.

Xi He, standing beside her, was also deeply shaken. Lin Fan's deduction and extension of the Lunar Law were like a morning bell and evening drum, awakening her True Spirit. It was less a discussion of Dao and more like this young cultivator was holding a sermon for them.

This sense of absurdity made the sisters' Dao hearts tremble slightly.

The entire divine mountain suddenly glowed with auspicious light. Nourished by the Creation Dao Charm flowing around Lin Fan, the immortal herbs and spiritual plants on the mountain began to grow rapidly. Some even underwent fundamental transformations, emitting brilliant spiritual light—these spiritual items might one day mature into Acquired Spiritual Roots.

A thousand years passed in the blink of an eye.

Ding! The host has discussed Dao with the Lunar Goddesses for a thousand years. Comprehension of Lunar Law has greatly improved, successfully deducing the Great Luo-level divine ability [Lunar Divine Palm].

Lin Fan ceased his lecture and, looking inward at the newly formed Law imprints within his Dao Foundation's Auspicious Cloud, a smile spread across his lips.

This transmission of Dao and teaching had, in turn, made his own Lunar Law more complete. The deeper he delved into this Great Dao, the more he could perceive the vast Heavenly Secrets it contained.

Boom—

The moment he stopped speaking, an earth-shattering pressure erupted from within Chang Xi and Xi He, as if some restraint had been forcefully broken. The Dao Charm surrounding them surged a hundredfold, their auras becoming even more profound and mysterious. They had both advanced to the Mid-Quasi-Saint realm!

The sisters' red lips parted slightly, their eyes unable to conceal their shock.

This breakthrough had come too suddenly.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Lin!" Chang Xi steadied herself and bowed solemnly. "Without your enlightenment, I don't know how many eons this bottleneck would have trapped us."

Xi He also bowed deeply: "Your mastery of the Great Dao of the Moon truly puts us to shame."

Chapter

Xi He couldn't help but praise him repeatedly.

Lin Fan, however, appeared calm and smiled humbly, "You two celestial maidens are Innate Gods. With your talent and fortune, this minor obstacle was hardly worth worrying about. I merely offered a little guidance."

Chang Xi and Xi He did not agree. Listening to Lin Fan's discourse this time was like stepping into a new realm for them, far beyond ordinary progress.

Xi He smiled faintly as she looked at Lin Fan: "Little friend Lin Fan, my sister and I wish to invite you to travel the Great Desolation with us. Would you be willing to accompany us?"

Chang Xi also cast a hopeful glance. This discussion had benefited her greatly, and naturally, she longed to continue traveling together.

Lin Fan hesitated slightly: "Although I gained something from this discussion, I have been away from the mountain for too long..."

"Please, just consider it a sister's plea." Xi He suddenly adopted a coquettish tone, taking Lin Fan's hand and gently shaking it.

"Very well." Lin Fan finally agreed. Traveling with two exceptionally graceful sisters was indeed a pleasure.

Xi He smiled enchantingly upon hearing this, joy flickering in her eyes.

Afterward, the three traveled the Great Desolation together on Xiong Batian, and three hundred years passed in the blink of an eye. They visited numerous immortal mountains and blessed lands, discussing Dao and contemplating mysteries. Chang Xi and Xi He both reaped abundant rewards. Lin Fan often generously gifted them ordinary treasures, further endearing himself to the two women.

"Two sisters, our journey has concluded. I must return to Shouyang Mountain. We shall part ways here." Lin Fan performed the farewell ritual.

Chang Xi and Xi He looked disheartened. Three hundred years of companionship had become a habit, and the sudden news of parting inevitably brought reluctance.

Xi He gently pinched Lin Fan's cheek: "We are returning to the Lunar Star. Don't forget us, okay?"

"If we don't see each other for too long, perhaps I will forget."

Lin Fan tilted his head in thought, then said with a smile, his eyes curving.

Xi He immediately stamped her feet in distress.

"I'll wait for you on the Lunar Star, you must come find me. I'll also often visit Shouyang Mountain to see you."

"Don't worry, Sister, you're so beautiful, how could I possibly forget you?"

Seeing Xi He's anxious expression, Lin Fan chuckled.

Only then did Xi He react, reaching out and gently pinching his cheek.

"You little rascal, you dare to tease me."

Before she finished speaking, she quickly kissed Lin Fan's left cheek.

Chang Xi, standing beside her, also pursed her lips and smiled faintly.

Lin Fan, however, calmly offered his right cheek.

"Hmm?" Xi He blinked.

"This side too."

Lin Fan tilted his face up, his eyes full of innocence.

"You!"

Xi He's ears immediately turned red. She grabbed Chang Xi and they ran off in a flash.

Watching the two of them leave, Lin Fan was about to return to Shouyang Mountain when a sudden loud noise echoed from the sky.

A sharp scream, approaching from afar, and two figures streaked by, one after the other.

In front was a disheveled Daoist, his moon-white robe stained with blood, his expression one of utter terror.

Pursuing him was none other than a Nine-headed Giant Bird, its wings spanning the heavens, stirring up a gale of demonic wind.

Spiritual Powers tore through the sky, each move deadly.

This was clearly a Great Demon Sage!

Lin Fan instantly saw through its origin.

In the Great Desolation, the law of the jungle prevailed; **treasure hunting had long been commonplace.

The fleeing man, upon spotting Lin Fan, rushed towards him as if seeing a savior.

"Brother Dao, save me!"

The Nine-headed Bird sensed Lin Fan's aura and let out a sinister cold laugh.

"So, you have an accomplice."

Even so, what could be done?

Chen Xuan, hand over your magic treasure immediately, or don't blame me for being ruthless.

The Nine-headed Demonic Bird roared, its voice shaking heaven and earth.

Clearly, it had mistaken this cultivator for Lin Fan's companion.

Before its voice faded, the fierce bird erupted in an attack.

Its blood-red maw opened wide, spewing forth sky-burning divine flames.

The blazing sea of fire swept out, directly burning through space.

Lin Fan's tender face instantly turned cold.

With a light wave of her delicate hand, a golden seal imbued with the laws of the universe condensed in the void.

The raging flames instantly vanished without a trace.

Before the Nine-headed Demonic Bird could react, the seal had crushed its physical body into dust.

Although this Demon God had reached the early Quasi-Saint realm.

Lin Fan, however, had already reached the peak Twelve-petal Great Luo realm, forging the Three Thousand Great Daos. A Quasi-Saint of this cultivation level was no match for him.

In the distance, blood mist churned as the Nine-headed Demonic Bird reformed its true body. Upon seeing Lin Fan's face clearly, it was utterly terrified.

It... it's actually you, Lin Fan!

In its panic, it tore through the void, attempting to flee.

The terrifying scene of Lin Fan fighting the Heavenly Court alone and shattering the Demon Court years ago resurfaced in its mind.

Facing this god of slaughter, the Nine-headed Demonic Bird didn't even dare to entertain the thought of resisting.

It knew very well that even if the two Heavenly Emperors joined forces, they would struggle to contend with this scourge.

Let alone its own cultivation level?

Half a step slower would mean eternal damnation.

Unfortunately, its realization came too late.

Lin Fan silently conjured the Kongtong Divine Seal. Suddenly, the sun, moon, and stars appeared in the void, and vast mountains and rivers transformed into a world descending from above.

The nine-headed demonic bird was instantly annihilated, body and soul.

At this moment, the cultivator in the plain robe stared at Lin Fan, utterly dumbfounded.

This Quasi-Saint Demon God, whose ferocious reputation echoed throughout the Great Desolation, had been so terrified of Lin Fan that he fled for his life.

Even so, he still couldn't escape the fate of perishing in an instant.

Such strength was truly terrifying.

What was this child's background?

The white-robed cultivator suddenly recalled the name the nine-headed bird had mentioned. His heart trembled, and unable to conceal his excitement, he solemnly asked Lin Fan, "Are you perhaps the Human Race's Holy Venerable?"

Lin Fan's expression was indifferent, and he nodded slightly.

Although the cultivator's rash charge towards him moments ago was a desperate act of self-preservation in a life-or-death situation, it was no different from diverting disaster towards him. Had it been an ordinary cultivator, they would have likely suffered misfortune and died inexplicably on the spot.

Therefore, he didn't have a good impression of people like that.

Seeing Lin Fan's frosty expression, the white-robed cultivator looked awkward.

He knew he was in the wrong and, fearing he might anger the Holy Venerable, quickly explained, "Holy Venerable, I was reckless just now. Thank you for saving my life. This spiritual root was originally something I was fighting that great demon for. I now offer it to you, Holy Venerable."

With that, he took out a spiritual root and offered it.

Lin Fan's gaze swept over it. The spiritual root glowed all over, enveloped in immortal energy.

It was none other than the Yellow Middle Plum tree, one of the Ten Great Supreme Innate Spiritual Roots.

Legend had it that the Yellow Middle Plum possessed extraordinary efficacy, and an ordinary cultivator could achieve the Great Luo realm by consuming just one fruit.

However, Lin Fan did not immediately accept it. Instead, a trace of doubt arose within him.

He could see at a glance that the tree's origin was completely intact, a rare treasure even in the Great Desolation.

He didn't understand why the other party would so easily give away such an item.

After all, this was a treasure obtained through a life-or-death struggle. He didn't believe the other party would give it away without reason.

Seeing Lin Fan's hesitation, the cultivator quickly spoke, "Holy Venerable, to be frank, my name is Chen Xuan. I am a cultivator from the Purple Mansion Continent, under Emperor Donghua."

"The Emperor has always admired the Holy Venerable, but unfortunately, we have never had the chance to meet. Today, I am fortunate enough to see you. How can the debt of saving my life be repaid with just one spiritual root? I humbly invite the Holy Venerable to visit the Purple Mansion Continent. The Emperor will surely reward you handsomely."

So, this was a cultivator from the Purple Mansion Continent.

It seemed the Heavenly Court's suppression had made East Prince feel a sense of crisis.

This was why he was so eager to seek external help.

Chen Xuan's eagerness was likely at East Prince's instruction.

Very well, I was planning to travel to the East Sea anyway.

Lin Fan pondered for a moment and agreed.

Although the Purple Mansion Continent was not as powerful as the Witch and Demon races, it was still a force to be reckoned with.

If they could form an alliance, it would help to restrain the Demon Race to some extent.

Seeing Lin Fan agree, Chen Xuan was secretly delighted.

As a trusted subordinate of East Prince, he was well aware of the predicament facing the Purple Mansion Continent.

The Demon Race was gaining momentum and had long regarded the Purple Mansion Continent as a major threat.

Fortunately, Lin Fan's disruption of the Heavenly Court during the first Witch-Demon War had severely weakened the Demon Race.

This had delayed the inevitable until now.

Once the Demon Race recovered its strength, they would undoubtedly attack the Purple Mansion Continent again.

East Prince had been worrying day and night about this, wishing to attach himself to a Saint's lineage to resolve the crisis.

And Lin Fan, with his extraordinary strength, was the perfect choice.

The Human Religion was a Saint's lineage, with Nuwa presiding over it, its prestige far surpassing that of the Heavenly Court.

Moreover, Lin Fan was Nuwa's biological brother and deeply favored, so his words carried significant weight.

Now, by establishing a connection with Lin Fan with just a single innate spiritual root, it was equivalent to directly relying on a Saint's lineage.

Upon his return, East Prince would surely regard him with great importance and bestow generous rewards.

In comparison, that innate spiritual root was hardly worth mentioning.

At this moment, Chen Xuan felt his future was bright and led Lin Fan towards the Purple Mansion Continent.

Before they even reached their destination, he informed East Prince of the matter through his divine sense.

After learning the details, East Prince burst into hearty laughter.

"Your Majesty, why are you so joyful?"

"Have you obtained some rare treasure?"

The cultivators of Purple Mansion Continent sensed the abnormality and were all puzzled.

Recently, the Demon Race had been frequently provoking them, and the two sides were like fire and water.

East Prince had been worried sick over this day and night.

Yet today, he was acting contrary to his usual self, leaving everyone quite confused.

"Immortals and gods of Purple Mansion Continent, follow this Emperor to welcome Lin Fan."

Just then, a majestic voice echoed in all directions. It was East Prince issuing his decree.

"It's actually to welcome Lin Fan?"

Upon hearing this, the immortals and gods were even more astonished.

The matter of Lin Fan single-handedly crashing into the Heavenly Court had already shaken the Great Desolation, so they naturally knew about it.

His Majesty's current joy was apparently due to establishing a connection with Lin Fan.

Without daring to hesitate, everyone quickly followed East Prince out of Purple Mansion Continent.