Persecuting Holy Master Lin

"Heh, heh, heh..."

Ye Fan felt incomparably pleased. He whistled a jaunty tune, more refreshed than if he had downed a huge bowl of iced plum soup on the hottest day of summer.

Why, you ask? Because Emperor Zun Ye's eyes were often filled with tears. His love ran deep.

Did you know how he had spent these past three years? These three years?!

He had to look after the Innate Dao Embryo, curry favor with the Ji Family for resources, and occasionally go to Miaoyu Convent on orders to seek the Nirvana True Scripture. Damn it, he was practically a master at keeping every bowl level!!!

"Why is Sacred Son Ye laughing for no reason?"

Lin Xian smiled darkly. The Innate Dao Diagram took shape in his hand, giving off an aura that specifically countered the Sacred Body.

Today, he would slay the Sacred Body, sever the Emperor Path, snuff out a prodigy, and cover the heavens with one hand!

Ye Fan's laughter caught in his throat. Cold sweat beaded on his forehead. After stammering for a long while, he coughed, looked up at the sky, and said, "I remembered something happy. My wife might be about to give birth."

"Holy shit, the Innate Sacred Body Dao Embryo is about to be born!"

Big Black Dog's eyes lit up. He hurriedly dragged Ye Fan and Fairy Zixia outside to discuss the details.

"Is the Divine Phoenix Medicine finally within reach? Dragon and phoenix singing in harmony—wonderful."

Lin Xian was a little surprised too. Ye Fan looked so honest, with those thick brows and big eyes; who would have thought he would move so fast?

A moment later, however, barking and Ye Fan's screams rang out beyond the divine temple.

It turned out Ye Fan had lied. Black Emperor flew