Weiwei

"How come there's a bunch of old men and women over there?"

"Why are they wearing Earth clothes? Could it be we've already returned to Earth instead of arriving in some unfamiliar world?"

"I'm saying, is it possible they're Zhou Yi, Wang Ziwen, and the others?"

Fang Yang and the other two arrived at a desolate patch of land and saw a group of old men and women sprawled about, their clothes in disarray. It was a real assault on the eyes.

"Ye Zi, this little old lady's wearing Li Xiaoman's clothes. Do you still like her?"

Pang Bo teased him.

"Don't talk nonsense. I don't. Li Xiaoman and I broke up ages ago. Don't say things that tarnish her reputation."

Ye Fan hurriedly waved his hands.

He looked at the sixty- or seventy-year-old woman before him, and the unforgettable memories in his heart suddenly grew hazy.

He simply couldn't connect the dazzling beauty with the graceful figure from back then to the old woman before him.

"Ah!!!"

"Yah!!!"

As the group, aged by the years, woke one after another, their screams echoed across the area and would not die down for a long time.

"Why have you all become young again?"

Zhou Yi, the first to wake, wore a grim expression. After composing himself, he asked Ye Fan.

He didn't dare look at Fang Yang.

The elders in his family had warned him countless times to keep as far away as possible from vicious men with guns like this one. Porcelain didn't clash head-on with earthenware.

When a person was killed, they died.

No matter how powerful a mortal was, they were still only flesh and blood. A blade or a bullet could kill anyone, fair and square.

"I woke up like this after passing out. Only Heaven knows the real reason."

Ye Fan answered offhandedly, without telling him about the Sacred Fruit.

Zhou Yi knew Ye Fan was making things up, but didn't have the courage to call him out, lest he sour their relations.

He was already an old man in his twilight years. He might even have to rely on Ye Fan to get out of this uninhabited region and find the legendary cultivators.

The Immortal Gates on Earth stood high above the world. Because of the Dharma-Ending Era, they rarely recruited disciples from outside, but in this unknown world, there might be a chance to enter an Immortal Gate.

After that, the group of frail old people followed the three men, crossing one hill after another. They no longer had the strength to dodge and weave as they had before.

They were old and weak now, and after such a sudden upheaval, some had even thought of ending their lives. Naturally, they no longer cared whether it was dangerous to travel with Fang Yang, a murderer.

Just as everyone was utterly exhausted and even Fang Yang was starting to pant,

a streak of rainbow light drifted across the horizon. In this desolate, empty place, it stood out all the more.

The next moment, the rainbow seemed to notice their group. It made a nimble turn and swooped down toward them.

The rainbow halted in midair and faded away. A figure stepped down through the sky.

The newcomer looked like a girl in her early twenties, with skin like ice and bones like jade. Her legs were long and shapely, and her ice-blue dress made her skin look even more lustrous, giving her an ethereal air.

"Who are you, and why are you at the edge of the Desolate Forbidden Zone?"

Her voice was as clear as an oriole's, perfectly matching her appearance, yet no one dared to answer after hearing her question.

She could fly through the sky and burrow through the earth.

The girl before them was clearly no mortal.

Fang Yang's five gunshots had taught them a hard lesson. They had grown timid and didn't dare speak lightly anymore, lest they die one day without even knowing how.

"Fairy, we..."

Fang Yang was the first to speak. He gave the future Holy Lord of Yaoguang a selective account of how their group had come to be there.

There was no way to hide what had happened in the Desolate Forbidden Zone.

But they still had to conceal the matter of the Bodhi Tree.

"You're very lucky. You actually made it out of the Ancient Forbidden Land alive, and by a stroke of fate, you even ate Sacred Fruits coveted by the leaders of the Holy Lands."

"My name is Weiwei. I'm a disciple of the Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven, one of the six Grotto-Heavens of Yan Kingdom. Would you like to come with me and cultivate there?"

A spark of light flashed in Weiwei's clear, lovely eyes, as if she had seen through the three men's circumstances.

"I'm willing!"

"Me too!"

The three of them hurriedly agreed.

As for the remaining eighteen, they could only watch with envy, regretting that they hadn't gone with the three of them.

If they had, might they also have eaten Sacred Fruits, avoided turning into decrepit old men, and joined the Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven to cultivate immortality?

"Your Bitter Seas have also been awakened. You're good prospects for cultivation, so you can join the Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven. If you make progress in your cultivation, you'll naturally be able to regain your youth."

Weiwei's words gave the others hope.

Regaining their youth—what an alluring goal.

Only after losing something did people learn to cherish it.

Li Xiaoman and Lin Jia, in particular, were beauties who had once been doted on by everyone. They couldn't accept their aged faces now, and longed to have smooth, youthful skin again.

Afterward, Weiwei took their group of twenty-one to a small town to meet up with several elders from the Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven.

"Excellent prospects!"

"People who've eaten Sacred Fruits are truly incredible!"

"These are Immortal Seeds for cultivation!"

The elders measured their bone structure. Apart from the three who had eaten Sacred Fruits, the other eighteen also had impressive physiques, and all could accomplish great things in the future.

"Come, let us measure your bones and divine your potential!"

After the elders finished examining Zhou Yi and the others, they came over to the three men and began to feel them up with wild abandon.

"This young fellow's built like a bull."

The elder examining Fang Yang's bones spoke with some surprise after sensing the immense vitality hidden in his body.

He had never seen an ordinary person who hadn't even begun cultivating possess such a powerful physique.

"What a pity. He's much better than those mediocre talents, but in the end, he doesn't have a special constitution."

After finishing his examination, the elder said with regret.

"Desolate Ancient Sacred Body?!"

The elder who was examining Ye Fan's bones cried out in shock, drawing everyone's attention.

"Ye Zi, you're amazing! Sacred Body sounds pretty extraordinary."

Pang Bo had finished his examination and been judged to have excellent aptitude, though he, too, had no special constitution. But after learning that Ye Fan had a Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, he was still happy for him.

"The Desolate Ancient Sacred Body was the strongest constitution in Desolate Antiquity. Once fully developed, it could contend with a Great Emperor. But in this era, it's nothing but a useless body. Even opening the Bitter Sea is nearly impossible!"

The elders of the Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven sighed and lamented.

A Sacred Body, seen only once in ten thousand years, had been born in this era. It could only remain a pearl hidden in the dust.

Just as Ye Fan was about to ask why the Sacred Body had become a useless body, cultivators from the other five Grotto-Heavens of Yan Kingdom arrived one after another, intent on getting a share.

The Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven was relatively weak in Yan Kingdom, but with Weiwei, an Immortal Seed, it won the contest and earned the right to choose three people first.

"Fang Yang, Pang Bo, and..."

Weiwei pointed with her jade finger, taking Fang Yang and Pang Bo, the two best prospects, into the Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven.

"Please, Fairy, take Ye Fan too."

Fang Yang and Pang Bo spoke in unison.

"You two..."

Ye Fan was deeply moved.

He knew that as a Desolate Ancient Feral Body, he couldn't even cross the threshold of cultivation. Surely no Grotto-Heaven would be willing to take him.

"Then we'll take Ye Fan. We've already picked the two best prospects. We ought to leave our friends from the other Grotto-Heavens a little face."

An elder from the Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven spoke, settling the matter.

With Fang Yang and Pang Bo, their gains this time were already quite good. Ye Fan and the others could only be counted as extras.