Hearing Little Tower’s words, Ye Xuan’s face darkened instantly.
*Emperor of Showing Off?*
How utterly tacky!
Little Tower suddenly said, “Little Master, you just said you’d help her… How exactly are you going to do that? You don’t seem to know anything!”
Ye Xuan replied seriously, “I’m not telling you!”
With that, he stowed away the unfinished ancient book.
Little Tower: “…”
Ye Xuan glanced around and said softly, “This Pavilion Master is no ordinary person. This rich… no, this friend, I’m definitely making!”
Little Tower: “…”
Ye Xuan left the room. Li Sheng looked at the empty study, silent.
*Damn it!*
He’d brought in a bandit!
Ye Xuan asked, “Where’s the Immortal Treasure Pavilion’s treasury?”
Li Sheng’s face changed instantly. “Young Master Ye, you can’t! Those belong to the Pavilion. In theory, only the Pavilion Master can control them. You…”
Ye Xuan pulled out the Mysterious Heaven Token. “This token is as good as the Pavilion Master herself. In theory, I’m the Pavilion Master now. Any issues?”
Li Sheng: “…”
Ye Xuan’s expression was cold. “Take me there!”
His voice turned icy.
Li Sheng’s heart trembled. Not daring to anger Ye Xuan, he hurriedly led him to the treasury.
In truth, outsiders wouldn’t dare mess with the Immortal Treasure Pavilion. The Pavilion Master was formidable enough to have intimidated some of this world’s top powerhouses when she arrived. Even the big shots of ancient forbidden lands wouldn’t target the Pavilion, and some even gave it respect.
But Ye Xuan was different.
He wasn’t an outsider.
He had the Pavilion Master’s personally granted Mysterious Heaven Token…
Li Sheng sighed inwardly, helpless. Why had the Pavilion Master given the token to such a bandit?
He’d once offered the token to others, but it had never chosen them.
*Sigh.*
Li Sheng sighed again. He’d truly brought in a bandit.
Soon, Li Sheng led Ye Xuan to the treasury—a small room filled with hundreds of storage rings.
Hundreds!
Ye Xuan blinked, wasting no time. With a wave of his right hand, he collected all the rings.
Li Sheng’s face turned pale. “Young Master Ye… those belong to the Pavilion Master…”
Ye Xuan said earnestly, “She and I—we’re one and the same!”
Li Sheng: “…”
Ye Xuan patted Li Sheng’s shoulder lightly. “Keep up the good work!”
With that, he turned and left.
Li Sheng stood silently. After a long moment, he hurried off, soon arriving at a hidden compartment. He took out a talisman, crushed it, and sent a mystic voice transmission: “Pavilion Master… this kid’s a bandit… a total bandit…”
…
Ye Xuan returned to the eighth floor and entered Little Tower. He took out the storage rings and scanned them with his divine sense. The scan left him trembling.
Inside the rings were over a billion Star God Veins!
*A billion!*
Ye Xuan’s mind buzzed.
Were Star God Veins as common as cabbages?
He was genuinely shocked.
The Immortal Treasure Pavilion was *this* rich?
Besides the veins, the rings held countless heavenly treasures and divine artifacts—too many to count.
Jackpot!
But then, Ye Xuan’s expression changed. The next moment, the rings in Little Tower turned into streaks of light, bursting out, tearing through space, and flying off in some direction.
Ye Xuan’s heart sank. He tried to suppress them, but to his horror, the rings ignored his efforts, vanishing into the depths of space in an instant.
Ye Xuan was stunned.
The duck in his mouth had flown away!
It had to be the Pavilion Master’s doing!
Ye Xuan’s face was lined with frustration. *So stingy!*
At that moment, Li Sheng appeared at the door. Ye Xuan looked at him, his expression blank. “You dared to curse me!”
With that, he turned into a streak of sword light and charged at Li Sheng.
Li Sheng: “???”
Soon, Li Sheng’s anguished screams echoed through the Immortal Treasure Pavilion.
Though Ye Xuan was only at the Supreme Realm, his strength rivaled the Limitless Realm. His Qingxuan Sword could boost his realm, and he had the power of time…
But he usually refrained from using it.
He didn’t want to rely too heavily on external tools.
His current principle: If the enemy doesn’t summon their ancestors, he doesn’t draw the Qingxuan Sword.
*I can choose not to use external tools, but I must have them!*
After a while, Ye Xuan walked out of the Immortal Treasure Pavilion, looking at the distant horizon with some displeasure.
Hundreds of rings, a billion Star God Veins, countless treasures and artifacts—gone!
*Gone!*
Just then, an old man appeared beside Ye Xuan, bowing slightly. “Young Master Ye, we’ve located the whereabouts of Miss An as you requested.”
Ye Xuan asked, “Where?”
The old man handed him a map. “The Northern Wasteland!”
Ye Xuan nodded, taking the map. The old man added, “Young Master Ye, that place is very dangerous!”
Ye Xuan replied, “From now on, it’s even more dangerous!”
The old man was taken aback. “What do you mean?”
Ye Xuan glanced at him. “Because I’m going there!”
With that, he soared off on his sword, vanishing into the horizon.
The old man stood silently for a long moment before muttering, “Badass!”
…
Inside the Immortal Treasure Pavilion’s seventh floor, Li Sheng watched Ye Xuan disappear into the distance, silent.
He’d just been beaten by Ye Xuan!
But he wasn’t angry.
Because he’d realized Ye Xuan’s strength was far more terrifying than he’d imagined.
A thought struck Li Sheng: *Could the Pavilion Master and this Ye Xuan really have something going on?*
The idea sent a shiver down his spine.
…
The Northern Wasteland lay at the northern edge of the Great Desolate Ancient Realm. When Ye Xuan arrived, his brows furrowed.
An invisible oppressive force!
He looked into the distance, where a solitary mountain stood at the edge of his vision.
Little An had appeared there!
Ye Xuan vanished in a flash of sword light, but his brows furrowed again. The moment he took flight, the oppressive force intensified tenfold.
No flying allowed?
Ye Xuan didn’t force it. He landed and proceeded on foot.
Soon, he reached the base of the solitary mountain and looked up. A shadowy figure appeared at the peak, carrying a long spear on its back. Standing there, it exuded an aura like the ruler of heaven and earth, radiating immense pressure.
*So strong!*
That was Ye Xuan’s first thought.
The figure looked down at Ye Xuan. “Are you here for the inheritance?”
Ye Xuan shook his head. “This junior is here to find someone. She may have appeared here.”
The figure studied Ye Xuan. “Two women?”
Ye Xuan nodded eagerly. “Senior, do you know where they are now?”
The figure replied, “They left not long ago.”
*Left!*
Ye Xuan asked, “Where to?”
The figure pointed north.
Ye Xuan clasped his fists. “Thank you!”
He was about to pursue when the figure suddenly said, “Young man, are you interested in inheriting my great path?”
Ye Xuan hesitated, then said, “Senior, I’m only here to find someone.”
The figure pointed to a withered corpse below. “Do you know, this man knelt here for my inheritance until his death, yet never succeeded? But now, if you nod, I’ll pass on my supreme spear path to you.”
Ye Xuan smiled. “I’m a sword cultivator.”
The figure said gravely, “No conflict! You can cultivate both spear and sword!”
Ye Xuan was speechless.
The figure sighed softly. “Young man, this is a once-in-a-millennium opportunity. You must seize it.”
Ye Xuan hesitated, then said, “Senior, the friend I’m looking for wields a spear. She was just here—why not pass your inheritance to her?”
The figure sighed again. “She doesn’t need it!”
Ye Xuan: “…”
The figure looked at Ye Xuan. “Young man, I’m really powerful. Won’t you reconsider?”
Ye Xuan was curious. “Senior, why choose me?”
The figure said solemnly, “Though your realm is low, your aura is strong, especially your physical body—it surpasses your realm. Your foundation is nearly perfect!”
Ye Xuan asked, “Senior, are you… alive or…”
The figure said softly, “Dead.”
Ye Xuan was stunned, then said, “With your strength…”
The figure shook its head. “Young man, you’re likely from outside and don’t know this realm’s history. Do you know what happened in the Great Desolate?”
Ye Xuan shook his head. “I only know there was a catastrophe, and this realm’s civilization vanished…”
The figure sighed softly, silent.
Ye Xuan asked gravely, “Senior, was there a war here?”
The figure nodded. “A great war, unprecedented. The entire Great Desolate set aside all grudges to face a common enemy. Countless prodigies and titans fell… I was one of them.”
Ye Xuan frowned. “Were you at the Limitless Realm?”
The figure nodded. “Peak Limitless Realm.”
*Peak Limitless Realm, and still perished!*
Ye Xuan fell silent.
The figure continued, “Back then, nearly all of the Great Desolate’s Limitless Realm experts died—nine out of ten. Even those above Limitless Realm fell in droves. In that war, over ninety percent of the Great Desolate’s population perished, and we’ve yet to recover.”
Ye Xuan asked curiously, “Who was your enemy?”
The figure’s voice grew heavy. “The Spirit Demon Clan!”
*Spirit Demon Clan!*
Ye Xuan’s brows furrowed. Just earlier, a Spirit Demon had tried to devour him!
As the figure was about to speak, it seemed to sense something and turned, frowning. “Young man, your friend is in danger! Three Heavenly Demons are attacking her…”
Suddenly, its eyes widened in shock. “How is this possible… Little one, go quickly, or she’s doomed!”
Ye Xuan’s eyes turned cold. “If Little An loses a single hair, I’ll slaughter the Spirit Demon Clan to the last!”
With that, he vanished into the horizon.
…
