"After undergoing trials for over a hundred thousand years, you'll obtain an Innate Supreme Treasure. People across the entire Three Thousand Realms could beg until they died and still never receive such a blessing."
"Don't be so ungrateful." Xu Fan smiled as he looked at his disciple-grandson.
"Take your grandmaster, for instance. Even now, I don't have a proper Innate Spirit Treasure, yet you've already reached the point of disdaining an Innate Supreme Treasure. What a gap..."
Hearing Xu Fan's words, Han Feiyu hurriedly said, "Grandmaster, how could I disdain it? I merely miss those wonderful days from before."
"It seems you've all had it too easy in the Sect. I'll have to find something for you to do in the future."
"As long as you've been living steadily here, that's enough. I once calculated your fate: one tribulation for every realm. The Thousand Mountain Death Zone was the tribulation of your Southern Dipper Immortal Realm."
"But don't let your guard down. Perhaps the moment you completely relax, the next tribulation will descend."
With a light wave of his hand, Xu Fan instantly brought the two of them into an Illusory World.
"That's enough idle talk. Let me see whether you've slacked off during this time, and whether you diligently cultivated the several great Sword Arrays I taught you."
Within the Illusory World, Xu Fan summoned all sorts of enemies for Han Feiyu.
Han Feiyu's expression changed. In the Thousand Mountain Death Zone, where had he found time to cultivate Sword Arrays?
Once he emerged and suddenly relaxed, he had thrown the matter of cultivating Sword Arrays to the back of his mind.
Sure enough, before long, Han Feiyu was slain by one of the enemies Xu Fan had summoned.
The Illusory World vanished, and the two reappeared inside the