CHAPTER 450: CHAPTER 447: IS IT REALLY OKAY FOR US TO BE IN SOMEONE’S IMPERIAL MAUSOLEUM?

Listen!

Now that’s what one calls proper speech.

What Tang Xing said is absolutely right. Being beautiful naturally stirs thoughts in people’s minds; occasional encounters are perfectly normal. Why make things so complicated?

"Brother Tang’s words are spot on. If everyone were as reasonable as Brother Tang, imagine how much less conflict there would be in this world."

Lin Fan sighed.

Tang Xing showed no hint of humility at the praise, revealing a look of regret just like Lin Fan. To him, what this fellow daoist said was absolutely correct.

But how many people truly understand?

Tang Xing said, "Brother Lin, I will explain things on behalf of Yaochi Sacred Land. However, I must say, this affair has caused a significant stir outside. In the future, Brother Lin should tread carefully. Those prideful talents who admire the Yaochi Fairy will surely refuse to let things go if they encounter you. By then, even I might not be able to lend a hand."

"Thank you, Brother Tang. I’ll handle those matters myself." Lin Fan replied.

Tang Xing was very curious about Lin Fan’s origins, but he refrained from asking too much. Knowing too much is rarely beneficial. He firmly believed in Lin Fan’s extraordinary nature and was certain he would one day rise far above mediocrity.

Thinking about those so-called talents.

He couldn’t help but feel sorry for them.

Perhaps living in the same era as a true monster really is a tragedy.

No, that’s not right.

How can one compare Brother Lin to a monster? That’s truly an unfair thought.

"Brother Lin, it’s getting late. I must return to Yaochi Sacred Land now. Farewell."

Tang Xing cupped his fists. At this moment, he felt deeply fortunate that he had come himself and met this once-in-tens-of-thousands-years prodigy. Had it been anyone else, their vision wouldn’t have been half as farsighted as his.

He could sense that this Brother Lin carried formidable fortune.

Even if he were to forcefully attempt to kill Lin Fan, the latter would somehow escape at the last moment.

Such an escape would only sow hatred.

Upon reflection, was it worth it?

Naturally, it wasn’t.

How could it compare to forging a good friendship?

"Safe travels."

Lin Fan cupped his fists in return.

Suddenly.

Tang Xing turned back and said, "Brother Lin, though Immortal Treasures are external tools, they are truly remarkable. I hope Brother Lin will take some time to fully refine one of them."

He had noticed the Mixed Element Golden Gourd Lin Fan wielded earlier, a rare and valuable Immortal Treasure indeed.

However, it hadn’t been fully refined, so the treasure’s true potential remained untapped.

If Lin Fan were to concentrate on refining it.

The outcome of an earlier encounter, using the Immortal Treasure to resist, could hardly be predicted.

"Thank you for the reminder, Brother Tang."

Lin Fan thought carefully and realized it was indeed time to focus on refining his Immortal Treasure, as well as the two Holy Weapons he possessed. Both were once Dao Weapons but had degraded into Holy Weapons under the erosion of time.

Tang Xing’s cultivation was undoubtedly impressive, but without the fully refined Holy Weapon in his possession, the outcome could very well have been different. Perhaps Lin Fan could even suppress Tang Xing completely with his full effort.

Yet with the refined Holy Weapon involved, the dynamics had changed.

Soon.

Tang Xing transformed into a stream of light and disappeared into the heavens.

Lin Fan gazed into the distance, a faint smile forming at his lips.

"Forge good relationships, reap good results. Well then, since you’ve expressed this thought, you can anticipate wonderful things ahead."

Then, he left the place.

In the distance.

"That Golden Toad is really shameless. It waited for us to make our getaway and then snuck off with its swan," Qin Yang grumbled, visibly annoyed. A moment’s carelessness and the Golden Toad had disappeared.

"Brother Xiang, are you worried about Brother Lin? Don’t fret. Brother Lin may be a bit of a brute, but he has a good mind. Since he asked us to leave, he surely has a way to escape."

At this point, though, Qin Yang himself couldn’t help but have doubts.

He mulled over it.

Would Brother Lin really be able to escape?

After all, the opponent was a Supreme Elder of Yaochi Sacred Land.

Xiang Fei said, "That’s not what I’m thinking about. I just don’t understand how a mere woman can cause so much trouble. Someone once told me that beauty brings calamity. It’s better not to provoke it if you can help it. Thinking about it now, that daoist was absolutely correct."

Qin Yang replied indignantly, "Brother Xiang, harboring thoughts like that just means you’re in danger of becoming a lifelong bachelor!"

Nearby, a young girl turned her gaze into the distance.

Then, she stomped firmly on Qin Yang’s foot.

Qin Yang grabbed his foot in pain, "What’s wrong with you, girl? I didn’t even provoke you, so why are you hurting people out of nowhere? Don’t worry, your lover’s fine; he’ll be back soon enough."

Xiang Fei looked at Qin Yang with disapproval, "For someone your age, your speech is still utterly undisciplined. He’s Brother Lin’s disciple; how can you jest like that?"

Even if it were true.

That’s not something to say in such a straightforward manner.

"What nonsense are you spouting?"

At that moment.

Lin Fan descended from the skies. Seeing Qin Yang’s unrestrained behavior, he could instantly tell that this guy had taken the opportunity while he was absent to fill the young girl’s head with silly ideas.

Qin Yang exclaimed excitedly, "Brother Lin, what could I possibly be saying? Of course, I knew you’d come back. So what happened to that old guy? Did you beat him down hard?"

"Beat him? We’ve become good daoist friends," Lin Fan cast him a glance. "The martial world isn’t all about fighting and killing; there’s also the intricacies of human relationships and diplomacy."

Xiang Fei nodded in agreement, "Well said."

"That’s not right," Qin Yang couldn’t quite wrap his head around it. "A furious expert from Yaochi Sacred Land storms in, and then suddenly you’re good friends? There’s got to be a secret here."

After this battle, Lin Fan already had some plans in mind.

"Each of us now possesses a Holy Weapon, yet we’ve never truly had the time to refine them. My next step is to focus on refining these weapons. Even if I can’t completely refine them, I should at least gain some control."

"Moreover, during the time spent refining Holy Weapons, we can also steer clear of some trouble. Due to the Yaochi Fairy incident, many people will be searching for us. It’s a good chance to lay low. What do you think?"

His thoughts were crystal clear.

Having Holy Weapons without refining them is like possessing immense resources but not knowing how to use them properly.

Such negligence is practically asking for divine retribution.

"Hmm, I think it’s necessary. I agree," Xiang Fei supported Lin Fan’s idea. Finding a secluded place to focus on cultivation was indeed necessary. They had gathered many resources outside, yet there hadn’t been any proper time to absorb and refine them. A period of calm, focused training would surely result in significant growth in strength.

Qin Yang said, "I have no objections."

Lin Fan said, "Right now, we’re carrying a lot of Immortal Treasures. We can find a place to exchange them for Immortal Stones. Refining Holy Weapons without external support could take an eternity. Someday. Someday. But with Immortal Stones and a good treasure land, the process will be exponentially faster."

Hearing this, Qin Yang slapped his thigh in frustration, regretful, "I should’ve thought ahead when I was with the Qin Family. I could’ve gathered more Immortal Stones! Selling Immortal Treasures freely is too painful!"

Immortal Treasures are far more valuable than Immortal Stones.

They aren’t equivalent.

But there’s no other choice.

"What’s there to be upset about? We’re not short on Immortal Treasures; there are dozens crammed in our possession. Do you have the time to refine them all? It’s better to sell them for Immortal Stones to specifically refine Holy Weapons instead." Lin Fan said.

Xiang Fei added, "Brother Lin makes a fair point."

Qin Yang watched the two of them echoing each other’s words with a wry smile, then said, "Fine then. If that’s the case, let’s take action. I know a place where we can sell these Immortal Treasures."

Days later.

They stared at the Immortal Stones inside their Storage Rings, lost in deep thought.

The Immortal Treasures were all sold.

Lin Fan and Xiang Fei didn’t seem particularly affected, but Qin Yang struggled to part with them. Watching the treasures was naturally fulfilling to the spirit, but now that they were sold, he felt a sense of emptiness.

Fortunately, the two Holy Weapons he still had served to soothe his restless heart.

At night.

Lin Fan raised his gaze toward the distance, vaguely spotting a dragon-shaped shadow exhaling and inhaling lunar essence.

"That place seems to be a treasure land, brimming with dragon energy. Judging by its appearance, it’s been around for countless years. If we can refine Holy Weapons there using dragon energy and Immortal Stones as aid, the results would be vastly superior."

Currently, his understanding of array formations had reached an unprecedented realm, giving him unequaled insight into land formations.

Xiang Fei focused his gaze as well and said, "Brother Lin, I see this dragon energy carries a trace of yin; it’s likely an imperial mausoleum. Cultivating in an imperial mausoleum might invite some trouble."

Qin Yang said, "What’s there to be afraid of? If they learn that Little Immortal Venerable of the Immortal Venerable Family, the peerless Flower List Immortal ’Brother Lin,’ and the unpredictable Brother Xiang have arrived, they’d surely throw open the mausoleum gates to welcome us in!"

Lin Fan rolled his eyes. He knew well enough not to argue further. Damage to someone’s ancestral tomb turning into a mere opportunity seemed utterly laughable.

Soon.

They hovered in the sky, gazing at the imposing mountain below.

This mountain appeared ordinary at first glance, but comparing it to the surrounding peaks revealed its extraordinary layout, resembling the form of a golden dragon soaring in the heavens.

"It’s indeed an imperial mausoleum."

Lin Fan observed carefully and said, "The terrain here is truly exceptional—a treasure land for cultivation. Using it as an imperial burial site truly isn’t a bad choice."

"Let’s go. We’re heading in."

He had no interest in searching for the mausoleum’s entrance.

This time, he used the Earth Escape Technique to lead his companions into the mountain’s depths. The mausoleum’s interior came with protective arrays designed to guard against intrusion, but in front of Lin Fan, a master of array formations, any formation crumbled like dirt, offering no resistance.

Soon.

They reached the imperial mausoleum’s interior.

"The dragon energy here is indeed dense, indicating multiple emperors of the dynasty are buried within. However, the dragon energy that formed this dragon spirit seems rather weak, showing signs of decline."

Xiang Fei remarked.

Qin Yang shivered slightly. "Damn it, this place is eerie! Using it for cultivation? I bet only people like us would even think of such a thing."

"Still, I wonder which dynasty this belongs to. If it’s an ancient dynasty, we’re doomed. More trouble is around the corner..."

Lin Fan said, "Relax. If it were an ancient dynasty, do you think we’d get in here so effortlessly?"

"That makes sense." Qin Yang nodded in agreement, acknowledging that their easy entrance likely indicated a more ordinary dynasty. Besides, even judging by the offerings displayed around the area, none were particularly remarkable items. At the very least, there should have been an Immortal Treasure guarding the site to truly uphold its status.

Choosing the most suitable spot.

Lin Fan released the young girl and the little worm.

"Little one, we’ll be going into seclusion to refine Holy Weapons here. You should focus on your cultivation too."

Having prepared extensively for this moment, they were ready for a productive session of refinement and breakthrough.