CHAPTER 994: CHAPTER 990: ILLUSION CITY

"Devil, run away quickly."

A few Loose Cultivators were suffering as if they were in a nose to nose hell, the intense heat from Ye Fan’s Pure Yang Spiritual Energy roasting their bodies. They couldn’t even stand but had to crawl away from the encircling Spiritual Energy emitted by Ye Fan, and soon the smell of their own burning flesh reached their nostrils.

Seeing one’s body being scorched, that was the most terrifying thing in the world.

Just as Ye Fan was about to continue tormenting these Loose Cultivators, Li Zhaojun and Min Shang used the powerful Pure Yang Spiritual Energy Ye Fan had just released to locate where he was.

"Sister Shang, act quickly."

Li Zhaojun and Min Shang already had experience working together to suppress Ye Fan’s violent energies. The two women, unaffected by Ye Fan’s Pure Yang Spiritual Energy, positioned themselves to his left and right, using their own original Pure Yin Spiritual Energy to suppress the chaotic Pure Yang Spiritual Energy inside him.

The red glow in Ye Fan’s eyes diminished, and soon he closed them, the Pure Yang Spiritual Energy from his body retracting. Those Loose Cultivators finally emerged from their nightmare, although they continued crawling away, desperate to distance themselves from Ye Fan.

Before long, Wu Ding and Elder Wu also arrived, and seeing Ye Fan’s current state, they were visibly concerned.

When Ye Fan finally opened his eyes, although the violent energy had somewhat subsided, it couldn’t be entirely calmed.

"Ye Fan, are you feeling better?" Li Zhaojun asked with a concerned face.

Ye Fan coughed and released Tantai Wanrong’s hand, saying, "Still okay..."

"What do you mean okay, it’s actually more serious. Blame it on that Old Nun Fa Ying for feeding Ye Fan the Desire Pill. Now Ye Fan’s cultivation might have improved, but he gets angry more easily, and once angry, he has trouble controlling his emotions," Wu Ding worriedly said. "Too bad the girl surnamed Han isn’t brought along this time..."

Wu Ding’s meaning was clear, Ye Fan had once again been triggered, and without Han Qing’er by his side, relying on the inexperienced bodies of Li Zhaojun and Min Shang would not suffice; thus, the violent energy in Ye Fan would be troublesome.

Tantai Wanrong said, "What are you talking about? Are you saying Ye Fan now needs a woman? Doesn’t he still have Zhao Jun?"

"Aunt Rong, don’t say that. I’m fine now. Our priority is to find Wu Yingzi, who isn’t far from here," Ye Fan said. As long as he didn’t evoke desires in his heart, he could still suppress the violent energy for a time.

Wu Ding said, "First, go to the Xianyuan Monument and meet your senior brother and his friends. But junior brother, I should warn you, your senior brother clearly has something to hide."

Ye Fan nodded and said, "I know, but until it’s confirmed he has malicious intentions, I’ll still treat him as my second senior brother. After all, now... the Li Huo Sect is in complete disarray."

"Caring for your fellow sect members is right, but be cautious. When finding Wu Yingzi in Zhangzhou City, don’t bring him along; who knows if he’s a spy for those evil sects?" Wu Ding reminded again.

Ye Fan nodded in agreement, and they moved together to the nearby Xianyuan Monument to find Luo Jianxiong and others.

...

After meeting, they set out on flying swords towards Zhangzhou City.

After more than an hour of flying, they finally arrived above Zhangzhou City. It was still daytime in the city, and as they descended onto the streets, Ye Fan felt something wasn’t quite right. The streets around him seemed different from his previous visit.

After pulling aside a passerby to ask, they learned that something strange had happened in Zhangzhou City, with some streets mysteriously changing location.

Elder Wu said, "It seems Wu Yingzi is nearby. To protect against being found, he’s set up a profound Eight Trigrams Array here and laid down many disguised Spiritual Energy entities. Even individuals with high cultivation coming here, knowing he’s around, still wouldn’t be able to find him."

"But last time there was nothing," Ye Fan said.

"Perhaps it was precisely your last visit that alerted him," Elder Wu said, glancing at Luo Jianxiong and the others. "Please wait at the nearest inn; we from the Tianxuan Sect wish to meet Wu Yingzi without interruption."

Luo Jianxiong, looking embarrassed, said, "Your Excellencies, little junior brother, please feel free. We will withdraw from Zhangzhou City with my friends."

Watching Luo Jianxiong’s departing back, Wu Ding cautiously said, "The more I look at him, the more he seems guilty. Ye Fan, your master might have been harmed by him!"

Ye Fan paid no heed and asked, "How can we find Wu Yingzi?"

"He calls himself Wu Yingzi, perhaps just a shadow. His cultivation far exceeds ours. If he doesn’t wish to see us, we cannot find him; if he does, we only need to walk in one direction, and we’ll eventually meet," Elder Wu said, leading the way in a single direction.

Ye Fan supported the injured-footed Tantai Wanrong, with Li Zhaojun and Min Shang by his sides, as they followed Elder Wu.

After walking a little over a mile, they indeed saw a simple dwelling, the very place Ye Fan had encountered Wu Yingzi before.

"This is it; I wonder if he’s inside." Ye Fan pointed to the dwelling across, feeling nothing was amiss around, yet knowing Wu Yingzi’s cultivation was so high that he could even hide beside them.

Elder Wu knocked on the door, and a fourteen or fifteen-year-old servant opened it, asking, "Who are you looking for?"

"We seek... Senior Wu Yingzi," Ye Fan said with a salute. "Ye Fan of the Li Huo Sect, here to visit."

"Oh, so it’s Young Master Ye. My master mentioned that if you come, please wait in the courtyard," the servant said, opening the door wide for them to enter.

The courtyard appeared larger than before, yet the thatched house remained unchanged, its door tightly shut, not knowing if Wu Yingzi was inside.

Wu Ding sneered, "Old Wu Ying, what’s with the theatrics? We’re here to see you, not harm you. Come out and meet us!"

There was no response from within, but the servant disappeared by suddenly stepping into a corner of the courtyard, as if passing through a portal.

"What’s going on?" Tantai Wanrong asked, startled.

Ye Fan with a stern face said, "This might be an illusion. Since we entered Zhangzhou City, we’ve been inside an illusion. Everything we see is what Wu Yingzi wants us to see, including this thatched house, which may be just a real image."

Tantai Wanrong, skeptical, touched the courtyard wall and said, "What image? It’s real."

"Don’t speak rashly about what you don’t know," Wu Ding said, "With our abilities, we can alter landscapes; small illusions like these are nothing. Even humans were created by ancient Immortal powers according to their own bodies. Immortals are the creators of this world."

Tantai Wanrong, with her beautiful eyes, looked at Ye Fan and asked, "Xiao Fan, are you saying... you not only have great power and can fly, but you could also become a creator?"

Ye Fan slightly shook his head and said, "Aunt Rong, with my current cultivation, I haven’t reached the level of creating. I can, however, create a simple illusion."