Chapter 207: Dapeng Rises with the Wind

The Vanguard Realm selected by Li Fan had the lowest rental price of eight thousand contribution points per year.

Although its scale was smaller, the scene greatly pleased Li Fan.

It wasn't a beautiful Immortal family scenic spot, but rather a place built upon a gigantic left hand of white bone.

All around was a dark and silent space, with the giant bone hand floating in the endless Void Realm.

According to Zi Miao Immortal Venerable, the concept for this scene originated from the “Immortal” who created the entire Fallen Immortal Realm with a single thought.

After discussing with Zi Miao Immortal Venerable and agreeing to rent it for thirty years, with payments every ten years,

a Commercial Contract was signed, and the transaction was completed.

Li Fan transferred sixty-four thousand contribution points.

At the same time, Li Fan also received a storage ring.

There were three items inside the ring.

A small white bone left hand, ten white bone fingers, and a Jade Slip.

Li Fan picked up the Jade Slip and, after reading it for a moment, immediately understood its usage.

The small white bone left hand served as the control hub for the Vanguard Realm.

By using it to initiate the ritual and enter, one could gain the highest authority over the Vanguard Realm.

And those ten white bone fingers were the so-called mediums.

A ritual was arranged in the tianxuan mirror, with four items representing clothing, food, housing, and transportation placed in the four corners.

At the same time, the white bone left hand was suspended in the center.

“fusheng xuanhuang heavenly lord!”

Li Fan silently chanted.

Because he had only recently brought back the "Purple Cloud Soul Searching Art" from the Fallen Immortal Realm, he was still under restriction and could not enter the Fallen Immortal Realm again at this time.

However, entering the Vanguard Realm was not an issue.

The four items, along with the white bone left hand, emitted a faint glow.

A slight sensation of dizziness came over him, and in an instant, Li Fan only felt his surroundings change.

An ancient and desolate aura permeated the air.

Five enormous white bone fingers stood diagonally, pointing towards the sky.

Li Fan was currently standing at the base of the palm bone.

Compared to this colossal bone hand, he was like an ant.

“If I hadn't been mentally prepared, I might have been startled upon seeing this scene for the first time.”

“Very good, it will definitely be enough to fool those boys.”

Li Fan nodded in satisfaction.

With a thought, he instantly appeared on the thumb bone.

The formation for entering the Fallen Immortal Realm was set up here.

Su Xiaomei and the others didn't need it for now, and they couldn't be allowed to discover it.

With a wave of his hand, Li Fan concealed the formation.

Afterward, Li Fan explored the entire area, ensuring no traces that could reveal information were left behind.

Only then did he exit this space.

“The stage is set, it’s time to invite the actors to perform.”

“Although they are still young, Cultivation must start from childhood.”

“It cost me so many contribution points, I need to recoup the costs soon.”

Li Fan thought to himself.

After making some preparations, Li Fan immediately left Wanxian Island and headed straight for the Li Realm.

At this time, the capital of the Li Realm was enveloped in a faint sense of despair.

Several months had passed since the agreed-upon date with the Immortal Cultivator for receiving supplies.

The supplies had long since been collected.

But the Immortal Cultivator had yet to appear.

The volcano in the center of the Li Realm seemed to have become increasingly active recently.

Thick black smoke shot straight into the sky, clearly visible even from the capital city thousands of miles away.

The officials in the imperial court were dejected all day long, and the Emperor of the Li Realm was restless.

Rumors were already secretly spreading in the capital that the Immortal Cultivator had abandoned the Li Realm.

The destruction of the Li Realm was not far off.

Although the Emperor used thunderous methods to execute all those who dared to spread rumors, finally curbing the spread of the rumors.

But it could not stop the spread of despair.

It was in this gloomy atmosphere that a strange event occurred in Great Li on this day.

In the darkness, a meteor illuminated the sky, then flew towards the imperial palace.

It struck directly the palace where morning court was usually held.

It created a deep pit, and the palace was reduced to ruins.

Fortunately, it happened late at night, and besides a few guards who suffered minor injuries, there were no other casualties.

Afterward, the Emperor personally supervised the excavation and discovered that the meteor from that night had been preserved completely intact.

What caused the officials of Great Li to discuss amongst themselves and be at a loss was that this so-called meteor was actually a white bone left hand.

It was as clear as jade and extraordinarily divine.

Although the Emperor knew this bone hand must be a treasure, he studied it for a long time without understanding its purpose.

Ultimately, he could only let it be, ordering it to be placed in the deepest part of the treasury and strictly guarded.

One night, after the commotion over the bone hand had gradually subsided.

In the Ye Mansion in the capital.

“Senior, spare me!”

Ye Feipeng suddenly awoke from a nightmare, his forehead covered in sweat.

His nine-year-old face was filled with terror, his chest heaving, breathing heavily.

When his emotions calmed down, he finally realized something was amiss.

He stared blankly at his small body and the familiar yet strange surroundings.

Ye Feipeng’s eyes were filled with confusion.

“Young Master, what’s wrong?” The maid in the adjoining room heard the commotion and, only putting on an outer garment, rushed in frantically.

“It’s nothing, you may leave!” Ye Feipeng dismissed her, pinching his temples, feeling a jumble in his mind.

“Was it a dream? Or Rebirth?”

Just now, Ye Feipeng had a long and realistic dream.

In the dream, he was taken out of the Li Realm by an Immortal Cultivator ten years later and settled on Liuli Island.

After five years of Cultivation, he finally removed all the miasma from his body and successfully drew Qi into his body.

He became a true Daoist Cultivator.

Unfortunately, the life of a Daoist Cultivator was not as wonderful as he had imagined.

It was even far less carefree and enjoyable than being a Young Master in the Li Realm.

He toiled like an ox or horse all day, and it took him a year to finally accumulate enough contribution points to buy a Cultivation Technique.

While he was smug about breaking through to Refining Qi Mid-Stage in just three short years, a world-shaking event occurred in the Congyun Sea.

It completely changed his values.

“Crimson Flame Burning Sea, Haobo’s Dao.”

Ye Feipeng clenched his fists tightly, his fingernails digging into his flesh, but he didn't care at all.

He carefully recalled the Cultivators’ post-mortem analysis of this epic event, afraid to miss any details.

“Sixteen years of Cultivation, Golden Core slays Dao.”

“Achieving the youngest Dao Celestial Venerable in history.”

Ye Feipeng’s eyes were filled with jealousy and ambition.

“Using the Congyun Sea as leverage, seizing the crucial moment of the great battle between the five Immortal Lords and Crimson Flame, and stealing the results.”

“If Zhang Haobo can do it, why can’t I?”

“As long as I go to the Cultivation World ten years earlier, with the countless Opportunities and foresight from my memories,”

“I might just be able to replace him and become a Dao Celestial Venerable who dominates an entire province!”

“And not toil for decades only to be casually crushed to death by a passing Nascent Soul cultivator like an ant.”

“This should not be my fate, Ye Feipeng!”

Ye Feipeng’s eyes were bloodshot, countless thoughts intertwining in his mind.

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his head, could no longer hold on, and his vision went black, causing him to faint.

Beside him, Li Fan's figure slowly appeared in the night.