Chapter 1339: The Mysterious Pool

"I’ve checked the battlefield, and the path home isn’t safe either."

"Perhaps it’s better to cultivate in the First Transfer Exchange World," Xu Fan suggested, looking around at everyone.

"Alright, let’s follow Xu the Divine Master’s advice," Yuan Lord agreed with a nod.

"Body Refinement Elder and Law Form Elder are closest to the chaotic saint realm, so they should be the first to break through," Yuan Lord thought aloud.

"Agreed, the chaotic aura will be prioritized for these two elders," Xu Fan nodded.

After Yuan Lord and the others departed, Xu Fan’s consciousness returned to his true form.

In the reincarnation pool, millions of spirit seeds floated aimlessly, resembling a pool of tadpoles.

"Grape, how long will it take to revive all of them?" Xu Fan inquired.

If there were fewer spirit seeds, he could speed up the process with Primordial Purple Qi crystals.

But with tens of millions, the restoration would have to be gradual.

"Master, the quickest will take 10,000 years, while the slowest could take up to 30,000 years, without using Primordial Purple Qi crystals," Grape responded.

"Then let it proceed slowly. We’ll seek revenge once they all become Great Saints," Xu Fan mused.

In the courtyard, Xu Fan watched the battle shadows of the sect’s disciples against the powerful chaotic saints from the Wolf Clan.

"The gap is too vast; without the Chaotic Giant battle formation, our losses would have been even greater."

"The Chaotic Giant battle formation has been optimized to its peak; any further tweaks would hinder its functionality."

"It seems the next step is to have the disciples focus on their cultivation."

"Revenge will have to wait until they all reach the level of Great Saints."

Xu Fan gazed at the spirit seeds of the disciples in the reincarnation pool.

Suddenly, one spirit seed struggled to swim up to Xu Fan.

"Master Ancestor, I have crucial information to report," came Han Feiyu’s voice.

"What’s the situation?" Xu Fan asked, intrigued.

"I’ve heard that in East Zone Six, the Third Transfer Exchange World plans to eliminate humans other than us," Han Feiyu explained.

"Are you certain? Many races resemble humans," Xu Fan questioned, curious.

"Initially, I thought they were from another race, but I discovered they also emerged from areas encircled by the two Great God or Demon Empires," Han Feiyu said, struggling like a tadpole trying to leap out of water.

"I planned to inform you after seeking revenge, but I didn’t expect…"

"I understand," Xu Fan nodded.

…………..

In Wang Yulun’s exclusive space, Xu Fan was fishing in the void with his good friend.

"Have you lost the drive to cultivate lately?" Xu Fan asked.

Since the battle with the chaotic saints from the Wolf Clan, he noticed his friend had become somewhat idle.

“Big Brother Xu, I used one of the three portions of chaotic truth you gave me, but it hasn’t had any effect on my cultivation. I’ve been trying to figure out why,” Wang Yulun said, his tone serious as he focused on fishing.

“One portion might not be enough. Try using the other two,” Xu Fan replied casually.

Not far from them, on a small island in the middle of the lake,

a woman dressed in green was practicing mundane sword techniques with a green longsword in hand.

Her movements alternated between fast and slow, and the purest sword intent radiated from her.

Above her, a virtual spiritual sword formed from her sword intent began to take shape, shifting into various forms as it danced alongside her blade.

When the phenomenon faded, the woman sheathed her sword and glanced toward the two brothers fishing in the distance.

“If you’re really struggling, why not give those two portions of chaotic truth to your lovely companion?”

“That way, you can enjoy a comfortable life,” Xu Fan said with a grin.

“Haha, Big Brother Xu, you’re thinking the same thing as me.”

“Ever since we entered the true Chaotic Mist Area, Little Qing’s progress has been accelerating every day.”

“She’s already reached my peak fighting strength, and with the Primordial Supreme Treasure Spiritual Sword, I’m no match for her.”

Mentioning Little Qing, Wang Yulun’s mood brightened noticeably.

“From what I can tell, your lovely companion will need at least four portions of chaotic truth to become a chaotic saint,” Xu Fan said, pulling out two more portions and handing them to his friend.

In the distance, Little Qing watched the exchange, her expression softening as she looked at Wang Yulun.

“Big Brother Xu, you really…” Wang Yulun was at a loss for words.

“Take it. You’ve given me far more than this,” Xu Fan said with a smile.

Just then, Wang Yulun’s fishing rod jerked sharply.

Moments later, he reeled in a three-foot-long jade-colored spiritual fish.

As soon as it was hooked, the lively fish instantly turned into a jade sculpture in the shape of a fish.

An aura that seemed capable of distorting the chaotic wide road emanated from the sculpture.

“Big Brother Xu, what is this?!” Wang Yulun asked, staring at the jade sculpture in curiosity.

“It seems to be a manifestation of the chaotic wide road. It’s probably something valuable.”

Xu Fan summoned the sculpture into his hand and began to examine it with his thoughts.

In an instant, a profound realization far beyond the chaotic wide road surfaced in his mind.

Following this insight, Xu Fan entered a state of enlightenment.

“Grape, send Big Brother Xu back,” Wang Yulun said, watching Xu Fan deep in contemplation.

“Understood.”

A teleportation formation appeared, gently enveloping Xu Fan and transporting him to the cultivation room in the courtyard.

At that moment, Xu Fan felt as though he had become a fish, swimming in a pool filled with countless supreme laws.

He was the fish, and the pool was made of liquefied chaotic truth.

The system runic sphere within Xu Fan’s spirit began to absorb the liquid chaotic truth frantically.

Yet, no matter how much it absorbed, the pool’s supply of chaotic truth seemed infinite, never diminishing.

As Xu Fan’s consciousness slowly returned, he felt an increasing urge to leave the pool.

“This is an opportunity. I can’t leave,” Xu Fan thought as he regained some clarity.

But just then, an irresistible force expelled his consciousness from the fish’s body, returning it to his true form.

Xu Fan opened his eyes slowly, a strange sensation flowing through him.

“Grape, how long was I in enlightenment?” Xu Fan asked.

“Master, you were in seclusion for 36,000 years.”

“During that time, Avatar Number Three completed four batches of orders from the Heavenly Merchant Clan, totaling 2,000 Xuanhuang Supreme Treasures.”

“All the disciples in the reincarnation pool have been revived, and nearly 90% are now cultivating in the sect.”

“The Body Refinement and Law Form elders of the human race have advanced to the chaotic saint realm, consuming three portions of chaotic truth.”

“Xu Gang…”

Grape proceeded to brief Xu Fan on all the major events that had occurred during his seclusion.

Xu Fan stretched and stepped out into the courtyard.

“Husband! You’re finally out of seclusion!”

A delighted voice called out, and a graceful figure rushed into Xu Fan’s arms.

“Husband, while you were in seclusion, I worked hard on my cultivation. Now, I’ve become a Great Saint,” Zhang Weiyun said, nestling into Xu Fan’s embrace like a contented kitten.