CHAPTER 397: CHAPTER 0394: REALIZE TOGETHER, REALIZE

Walking, walking.

The scenery in front changed again. It had been a galaxy of stars, but soon the galaxy disappeared, replaced by towering cliffs. The exquisitely carved stone walls stood scattered on both sides, with no discernible pattern.

"What’s going on now?"

Lin Fan pondered. That Immortal Emperor certainly had a flair for theatrics, creating so many scenes to show off his incredible abilities. Changing the natural order of things was probably just child’s play to him. Anyone stepping into the treasure vault would be awestruck, exclaiming that this Immortal Emperor was truly a remarkable figure.

Perhaps that really was the case.

After all, people loved to show off—even those who were already dead.

"These stone walls seem unusual; they contain a mysterious aura," Lin Fan said, reminding them. Inside this treasure vault, there were indeed treasures everywhere, but whether one could seize them depended on their own fortune.

Qin Yang and Xiang Fei gazed into the distance. Though they were somewhat far off, they noticed something on the stone walls.

Indeed, there was an aura.

"I’ve heard that some powerful figures love creating Divine Skills and meditating on the Dao. They often leave their insights behind on certain objects, calling it a ’legacy.’ Honestly, I think it’s just an egotistical stunt—passing down a few tricks for later generations to mess around with."

"Those juniors who get their hands on such Divine Skills rejoice like crazy, yelling, ’I’ve obtained the Immortal Emperor’s Divine Skills!’"

Qin Yang’s mouth fired off words like a machine gun, as if he had long seen through these so-called great figures.

"Could you quit talking so much? A solemn place like the Immortal Emperor’s Treasure Vault is being turned into a stage for bragging by you!" Lin Fan said.

He finally understood why Qin Yang was still alive—it was definitely thanks to being a descendant of the Immortal Venerable Family; otherwise, he would’ve been beaten to death long ago.

Xiang Fei said, "They’re not much quicker than us, so why don’t we see anyone ahead?"

"Up there." Lin Fan pointed forward.

"Huh!"

Xiang Fei blinked in confusion, gazing into the distance. It seemed like there really was some disturbance.

When they reached the spot,

they found the group in battle with a humanoid creature that had four arms.

The creature’s body was long and slender, its skin snow-white, and it lacked a mouth—as though one had never grown at all.

Qin Yang furrowed his brows. "I’ve never seen this kind of creature before. Does such a thing exist in the Immortal Realm?"

"Who knows? But this place is the Immortal Emperor’s Treasure Vault. Immortal Emperors traverse galaxies all the time, probably capturing strange creatures to serve as guardians for their treasure vaults. What’s odd about that?" Xiang Fei replied.

Lin Fan chuckled. "See? Rushing ahead doesn’t necessarily mean you’ll get anything. Oftentimes, it’s just clearing the way for the rest of us."

He had to admit,

his perspective was correct. You couldn’t underestimate Brother Zhan.

That guy was indeed ferocious, battling the monster to a standstill—and even gaining the upper hand. Brother Zhan’s physical strength was overwhelming, but what he wielded was not Martial Arts; instead, it was some ancient Immortal Path fist technique.

With every punch he threw, it seemed as though a shadow of someone splitting the heavens appeared.

Bloody holes burst open on the humanoid creature’s body.

But they quickly healed.

Lin Fan playfully asked, "Brother Qin, your goddess is in trouble now. Don’t you feel the slightest urge to intervene?"

"Brother Lin, you’ve got it wrong. No matter how much trouble she seems to face, it’s nothing to my goddess. If I step in, how would it highlight her greatness? Let’s just head ahead further and see what lies there," Qin Yang answered casually.

He wasn’t stupid.

In his current state, he’d be asking for a beating if he joined the fray.

"Heartless, huh," remarked Lin Fan. "Calling someone your goddess yet not helping her when she’s in trouble—that’s despicable, isn’t it?"

"Brother Lin, I have a feeling you’re deliberately trying to provoke me. But I’m not falling for it," Qin Yang replied.

Lin Fan grinned and walked past their group without hesitation.

Brother Zhan and the others, noticing Lin Fan, looked visibly frustrated. They had rushed ahead in hopes of quickly obtaining Immortal Treasures, only to be held up by this strange creature—caught in an endless battle.

Damn it!

"Good luck, everyone!" Lin Fan waved at them encouragingly. That was all he could do for now. Helping out? Absolutely not. Acting selflessly? Even less so.

Normally, seeing injustice would prompt action, but this—

Three heroes beating up a helpless humanoid creature with four arms? If Lin Fan didn’t step in to help the weaker side, it would go against his principles.

Soon.

Lin Fan led them along a winding mountain path, its stone steps bearing the marks of timeless decay.

On the stone walls beside them were various engravings.

Some surfaces were smooth as mirrors, unclear whether crafted by hand or natural.

Lin Fan touched the stone walls.

[Comprehension Stone Wall: Contains remnants of the Immortal Emperor’s insight during cultivation, including an Immortal Emperor Divine Skill.]

"Qin Yang, Xiang Fei, you should check these stone walls. They contain the Immortal Emperor’s Divine Skills, but you’ll need to comprehend them. If you can take them, just grab them. Once we’re out, you can study them at your leisure," Lin Fan said.

"Piece of cake."

Qin Yang grabbed the stone wall with his fingers, attempting to pry it off entirely, but the wall didn’t budge. Instead, pain shot through his fingers, which began to swell.

"Damn! This stone wall’s ridiculously tough—it’s nearly wrecked my fingers!"

He shouted in frustration, his face flushed red from the pain. Unbelievable—a mere stone wall had shown him no respect.

Xiang Fei shook his head as though mocking him. "You fool. We’re in the Immortal Emperor’s Treasure Vault, and this stone wall holds the essence of the Immortal Emperor’s insights. Thinking you can pry it out with brute force—what are you dreaming?"

Lin Fan showed no interest in Divine Skills that required comprehension.

He had no patience for cultivation.

Time was better spent training in Martial Arts, which was far more enjoyable.

Passing one stone wall after another, Lin Fan touched each wall. Suddenly, he stopped before an unassuming stone wall.

"What’s wrong, Brother Lin?" Xiang Fei asked.

[Comprehension Stone Wall: Contains Emperor Scripture.]

"This stone wall is special—it holds an Emperor Scripture, likely the core Dharma Gate cultivated by the Immortal Emperor. Whether you can comprehend it or not depends on your fortune. If I had to choose, I’d suggest focusing on this one; after all, Immortal Treasures are external objects—they might even come with hidden traps left by the Immortal Emperor," Lin Fan said.

Qin Yang and Xiang Fei exchanged glances. My god, Brother Lin was amazing—could sense everything with a touch. Truly remarkable.

An Emperor Scripture was undoubtedly something everyone desired.

The Immortal Venerable Families were no exception.

"Brother Lin is right. The value of the Emperor Scripture far surpasses that of Immortal Treasures. If we can comprehend it, our strength will greatly improve. Becoming Immortal Emperors someday wouldn’t be impossible. As for Immortal Treasures, they really are external objects," Xiang Fei said.

Without further ado, he focused his attention on the stone wall.

Hoping to grasp the profound truths of the Emperor Scripture from its surface.

Qin Yang didn’t necessarily agree, but had no other choice. What could he do—go solo in search of Immortal Treasures?

Encountering danger,

he’d likely get beaten up.

Lin Fan had no interest in the Emperor Scripture itself; he preferred finding treasures through combat, rather than wrestling with comprehension.

Even if successfully understood,

it required slow cultivation.

A massive headache.

Going solo for Immortal Treasures wasn’t wise either. The Immortal Emperor’s Treasure Vault wasn’t a place where he could afford to be reckless.

With his little assistant’s help, he was confident in becoming a supreme powerhouse someday.

Forget it.

Better to stick to comprehension.

If he did manage to grasp the Emperor Scripture, passing it on to his disciples wouldn’t be a bad idea.

Lin Fan extended his Divine Sense, attempting to integrate into the stone wall, only to be repelled by an enigmatic force—the lingering will of the Immortal Emperor from his meditative insights. Lin Fan wasn’t strong enough to contend.

Damn it!

If that was the case,

what was the point of trying?

But when he looked at Qin Yang and Xiang Fei, he noticed their faces were tense, perspiration dripping from their brows, as if under some intense pressure.

No way! They could comprehend it, while he was shut out?

He wouldn’t accept this.

Lin Fan eyed the smooth stone wall, quietly focusing his Divine Sense again to communicate with it. If this was a treasure vault, it ought to grant some benefits, right?

Time passed unknowingly.

Brother Zhan and the others arrived from afar, looking a bit battered but unharmed—likely having slain the humanoid creature with four arms.

"Brother Zhan, what are they doing?" Wang Jun had assumed that they’d already ventured deeper into the treasure vault, but instead found them standing motionless before a stone wall, seemingly lost in comprehension.

Dream Fairy furrowed her brows, as though realizing something. "There’s a rumor that some Immortal Emperors leave their insights within certain objects. Could this stone wall contain an Immortal Emperor’s true teachings?"

"But with so many stone walls here, why would they single out that unimpressive wall? Could it be that this particular wall holds...?" Wang Jun trailed off, suddenly recalling the aura radiating from the stone walls they had passed earlier—Brother Zhan had mentioned some held the Immortal Emperor’s Divine Skills.

But nothing extraordinary.

No need to waste time on them.

"An Emperor Scripture—it has to be an Emperor Scripture! Otherwise, they wouldn’t stop, instead heading deeper into the vault. This must be it!" Wang Jun exclaimed.

If it truly was an Emperor Scripture, its value would be unimaginable.

The Wang Family naturally possessed its own Emperor Scripture, but obtaining another Immortal Emperor’s insight could allow them to fuse it with their own, creating an unparalleled Dharma Gate.

While he was absorbing this thought,

Brother Zhan and Dream Fairy had already positioned themselves before the stone wall, seeking to comprehend its mysteries.

Wang Jun hurried over—he couldn’t let such an opportunity slip away.

At that moment.

Lin Fan had plunged himself into the exquisite profundity of the Emperor Scripture traced on the stone wall. His mind became utterly empty, a starry river stretching out before him, where in the distance,

a figure appeared. The figure seemed oblivious to Lin Fan’s presence.

What shocked Lin Fan most was that this figure sat cross-legged upon the sun, its blazing flames scorching the heavens, yet being absorbed into the figure’s body.

If his guess was correct,

that was the Immortal Emperor who had embedded the Emperor Scripture within the stone wall.

The Fierce Phoenix Immortal Emperor.