Chapter 95: Be a Good Person

Chapter 95: One Must Be Dutiful

Xuantian Sect, also a major sect in Butian State, possessed considerable overall strength. Its Old Ancestor had once displayed his might in ancient times, shaking the sun, moon, and stars, and defeating countless enemies.

The difference was that, compared to other immortal Dao lineages, Xuantian Sect was relatively “young,” having risen later and not existing as long as Butian Sect, Dragon Sparrow Palace, and similar entities.

However, this did not mean the sect was weak; on the contrary, it was extremely powerful, dominating the world with its peerless swordsmanship, rumored to have been created by its Old Ancestor.

“This place is not simple; someone has set up a Divine Rank Formation here,” Lin Fan sighed, having noticed something unusual upon entering.

Although the valley looked small from the outside, they realized they were wrong upon entering.

Not only were their visions shrouded in mist, suppressing their Divine Sense and preventing them from exploring further, but the space within was also folded, making it boundless.

Fortunately, this was a peaceful pure land, abundant in Spiritual Qi and lacking poisonous insects or Vicious Beasts, so there was no need to worry about sudden attacks from ferocious birds.

“Oh, this isn’t good!”

Soon, Lin Fan discovered an anomaly. After walking only a few dozen li, he lost his way. Looking back, the path they had taken had changed.

Clearly, the Grand Formation here could make people lose their way, trapping them inside with no means of escape.

“What exactly is this place? Why is there a Grand Formation guarding it, preventing us from even leaving?” Feng Yu’s expression changed, and he had an ominous premonition.

It wasn’t just him; even the few others who had followed him in showed signs of unease.

Everyone finally understood why it was so quiet here, lacking poisonous insects and Vicious Beasts. It was because this was a dangerous place, easy to enter, but difficult to leave.

“Little Yue Yue, have any predecessors from our sect been to this place?” Lin Fan asked, frowning.

“No, Butian Secret Realm is boundless; it’s impossible to explore every single part of it thoroughly,” Yue Chan shook her head, also realizing something was amiss, her expression serious.

“Boom!”

Suddenly, someone tried to escape by soaring into the air or using a precious technique, hoping to carve out a path and leave this ancient Formation.

As a result, they nearly suffered a calamity. Runes twisted, Divine Thunder and Heavenly Fire fell. Fortunately, Lin Fan was quick-witted and promptly used his own precious technique to block the attack.

In an instant, everyone realized that forcefully breaking through the Formation was impossible. There were Restrictions here, and they were not Formation Great Masters.

The few Geniuses from Butian Sect looked at each other, helpless, trapped in a dilemma where they couldn’t even return the way they came.

However, they weren’t particularly worried. If worst came to worst, they could simply crush their jade talismans to teleport out of here, escaping the dangerous place.

“I have an ancestral secret treasure that might be able to help everyone discern directions,” Su Rou, from the group, said.

She stood tall and proud, her chest full and alluring, her honeyed buttocks tempting, and her long, fair legs a beautiful sight, even more so than many mature women.

The next moment, she took out an ancient, simple compass, inscribed with profound patterns. The Four Auspicious Beasts—Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise—each represented a direction, and in the center was a shining metal pointer.

Everyone could see that this was an extremely rare ancient treasure, capable of locating mountain ranges and Dragon veins, and guiding directions.

However, the few Disciples of Butian Pavilion showed strange expressions, staring at Su Rou and the compass incessantly, which made her feel awkward and quite embarrassed.

Lin Fan teased, smiling, “Senior Sister Su, I didn’t expect you to have such profound family knowledge; you’re an archaeologist…”

Immediately, this caused a few people to laugh. How could they not understand the meaning behind his words? The significance of the compass was only spoken of more subtly by the Junior Brother.

Otherwise, who would use such a rare Magical Artifact? Its function was too singular, and for a powerful being, it was somewhat useless, only suitable for certain illicit professions.

“Junior Brother, you’re so annoying!” Su Rou’s pretty face turned red. For the first time, her ancestors’ morally questionable deeds were praised as “profound family knowledge,” making her feel utterly mortified.

Moreover, this was a disreputable matter, prone to drawing antipathy and violent retaliation, as no one wished for their ancestral graves to be dug up and robbed.

“Senior Sister Su, I’m truly praising you. I’ve long yearned for this craft. As for unearthing treasures hidden underground and making them shine again, it’s our inescapable duty!”

Lin Fan smiled brightly and sincerely, his words earnest.

“Really?!” Su Rou was both surprised and delighted. It was rare for someone not to dislike it, which was quite unexpected.

Lin Fan nodded. If he were a Loose Cultivator, he would genuinely want to learn archaeology and become a modern-day Duan De. There was no denying, it was truly popular.

Thinking of this, he even admired Cao Yusheng. To be able to create scriptures like the “Origin Heavenly Book” in each of his reincarnations, he was simply the pillar of the archaeological world.

Observing mountains and rivers, determining Dragon veins, cultivating Origin Arts, seizing good fortune, discovering treasures that ordinary people could not detect, and even transforming the world, turning an ordinary region into an supreme sacred land—it was truly miraculous.

It could be said that no matter the era, archaeology was particularly popular.

“Tsk tsk tsk, if I could become an Origin Heavenly Great Master, in this unbroken Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, wouldn’t all sorts of Heaven And Earth Treasures, like immortal gold, divine materials, and Supreme Magical Artifacts, be within my grasp?”

Lin Fan couldn’t help but sigh inwardly, a surge of excitement rising within him. He looked at Su Rou with fiery eyes, appearing eager to learn and seek guidance.

“Junior Brother, you’d best not learn this. It harms your own Dao luck, and the heavens will send down endless calamities. My ancestors, because they did too much of this, none of them lived long enough to die of old age.”

Su Rou was worried, fearing he would become addicted to this Dao and ruin his own talent, which would be a great sin.

“No fear. Cultivators inherently defy the heavens. As long as I am strong enough, I can resolve calamities, refine the heavens, and fear no Heavenly Punishment. What is a small Origin Art, especially when heaven and earth are about to undergo a great change!”

Lin Fan spoke with dominance, exuding an air of supreme authority.

“Boom!”

Suddenly, a bolt of Heavenly Thunder fell from the Void Realm, striking Lin Fan’s Physical Body, causing smoke to rise from his head, his entire body to turn scorched black, and his hair to stand on end.

“Junior Brother!” Everyone was startled and cried out anxiously, concerned about his condition.

Lin Fan spat out arcs of electricity, clearly injured, but he did not perish. He was merely stunned, and then, with the activation of a Supreme Art, he recovered at an incredibly fast speed.

“Damn it, which bastard dares to strike me?!” Lin Fan cursed loudly, extremely enraged.

If it were an ordinary Spiritual Transformation Realm Cultivator, they would have been annihilated by this sudden lightning.

Fortunately, his Physical Body was extremely strong, he was often struck by lightning, and he possessed a healing Divine Art, so he was unharmed!

The Butian Sect Disciples were stunned. They had seen clearly just now that no one had attacked, nor had anyone triggered a Restriction. The Heavenly Thunder had originated from the Void Realm and descended from the sky.

Lin Fan observed his surroundings, searching carefully, but indeed found nothing. It was as if a bolt of lightning had simply struck out of nowhere and landed directly on his head.

“According to rumors, during the Immortal Ancient era, if astonishing words were spoken, Heavenly Thunder would descend. But in this current age, there aren’t even normal Heavenly Tribulations, so how could it have just…” Yue Chan mumbled, full of confusion.

“Damn it, you thieving old heavens, I’ll refine you sooner or later.” Lin Fan was indignant, being struck by lightning for no reason. It was too infuriating and embarrassing, making him a laughingstock.

A few people covered their mouths, stifling laughter. This Junior Brother was too “lively”; even the heavens couldn’t stand him anymore.

“One must be dutiful in life, and the heavens will protect you!” Everyone teased.

Hearing this, Lin Fan’s exquisite, youthful face turned red. He urged everyone to get going, not wanting to stay there for another moment.