But he did not expect that this time the wait was completely different from usual.
Ten days later, no one appeared, twenty days later, no one appeared… a hundred days later, still no one.
Seeing this situation, Steward Liu, no matter how anxious or angry he was, could only give up… After all, he couldn't wait for so many days! Just to wait for that person.
He had other things to do!
But giving up was giving up, the depression in his heart was always there.
After all, he had given up a great opportunity.
Steward Liu thought he would continue like this forever.
But he did not expect…
He actually waited for that person to return on this day, half a year later.
That person…
"You have already chosen a path to death."
Lin Xuan suddenly appeared beside Steward Liu.
Steward Liu was greatly shocked. How could this person discover his malice?
Then he was overjoyed. A mere handyman disciple, only cultivating the Yi Qi Gong…
Steward Liu immediately used his cultivation of Yun Hai Gong, intending to directly kill Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan, however, looked straight at him. A trace of the unquenchable intent of the Undying True Soul had already reached his body.
Facing the attack of this Immortal Lord's unquenchable intent, Steward Liu perished without suspense.
Even if an Immortal Lord lost his cultivation, he was not someone this person could compare to.
Naturally, he was easily annihilated without suspense.
Steward Liu, who had been coveting Fang Ming for a long time, died so easily.
"This world is barely acceptable."
Lin Xuan said.
He wanted to recover his cultivation.
And this world, under his divine sense scan, was indeed outside the True Immortal Realm, not under the control of the True Immortal Realm.
In terms of concealment, it was sufficient to escape the threat of the Seven Great Immortal Lords.
As for accumulation.
Before, with his Immortal Lord-level perception, he discovered that there were immortals in this world.
Primitive immortals.
In the fifth cultivation world, the way for cultivators to ascend to immortality was to meet the requirements for ascending to the True Immortal Realm, then ascend to the Immortal Realm, and through the tempering pools on the countless ascension platforms in the Immortal Realm, completely convert their half-mana and half-immortal power into immortal power.
The moment there was only immortal power and no mana in their bodies, they were immortals.
However, in the first cultivation world, there was no upper realm, no immortal realm, no ascension platforms, and no world with tempering pools.
These cultivators, to achieve immortality, relied on planting blessed lands and then cultivating them into grotto-heavens.
Blessed lands generally spanned tens or hundreds of miles, while grotto-heavens had sun, moon, and stars, with the cycle of the heavens, indistinguishable from the outside world.
As the grotto-heavens grew, the lifespan of the cultivators would be greatly extended, and they could even achieve longevity in sync with the lifespan of the grotto-heavens, at which point they would be immortals, meaning eternal life.
Lin Xuan saw through the direction of this path at a glance.
If the method of becoming an immortal in the fifth cultivation world was ascension, cultivating oneself.
The method of becoming an immortal in this cultivation world was to open up a world within the realm, form one's own world, integrate into the world, and finally achieve eternal life.
Such immortals, because they were tied to the grotto-heavens, could not leave the grotto-heavens and were trapped to death within them.
However, their power within the grotto-heavens far surpassed that of ordinary True Immortals in the fifth world.
This was because the grotto-heaven was like a world whose rules were completely controlled by the lord of the grotto-heaven, acting as an amplifier to magnify the power of the lord of the grotto-heaven. It was reasonable that the strength of the lord of the grotto-heaven surpassed that of a True Immortal.
The entire grotto-heaven was complete, almost like a small world compared to the vast heavens and earth. From this point of view, Lin Xuan could easily see the future development direction of this path – the grotto-heaven would collect everything within the world, and finally, the small heaven would swallow the great heaven, turning this vast world into an inner heaven under its control.
Once this was achieved, it was equivalent to controlling this small thousand world in its entirety.
Yes.
With the eyes of an Immortal Lord, Lin Xuan could clearly see that this first world was not a dust-like world. It was a level above dust-like worlds. In the fifth world, it was a small thousand world that had existed since ancient times.
With the help of this small thousand world, Lin Xuan's strength could also be further improved.
But it would not increase too much.
At most, Golden Immortal.
A small thousand world was naturally superior to a dust-like world.
But the volume of a small thousand world was inferior to the fusion of countless, or even immeasurable, dust-like worlds.
A single dust-like small world below the True Immortal Realm was naturally inferior to this first world, but the volume and cultivation resources that immeasurable dust-like small worlds could provide far surpassed this small thousand world.
This could also be concluded from the strength of this small thousand world.
The Baiyun Sect was merely a small sect in the first world.
The Yi Qi Gong, cultivated to the sixth level by Fang Ming, a handyman disciple, could be compared to a strong practitioner in the early Foundation Establishment stage of the Kyushu world.
In the Baiyun Sect, handyman disciples were numerous, all of them having the identity of spiritual farmers.
However, among these spiritual farmers, there were many who were comparable to old spiritual farmers in the Foundation Establishment stage.
Those comparable to the early, middle, and late Foundation Establishment stages all existed.
As for Steward Liu, an outer disciple who had been there for many years, cultivating Yun Hai Gong to the fifth level, he was equivalent to a Golden Core stage existence in the Kyushu world.
The top ten inner disciples of the Baiyun Sect were all strong individuals in the Nascent Soul stage, while the so-called core disciples were close to the Ascension stage.
Those elders and protectors were all masters of the Ascension stage, and the third sect master of the Baiyun Sect, who had once opened up a grotto-heaven, was considered an immortal.
Of course, it was the third sect master, not the current sect master.
The third sect master's soul had returned to the grotto-heaven and he was trapped to death within it.
Whether this was an immortal, an earth immortal, or a ghost guarding a corpse was another matter.
The power level of this world was even higher than that of the Kyushu world.
But for Immortal Lord Lin Xuan, it was nothing.
He merely inhaled spiritual energy and converted all the attacks of the Baiyun Sect into his own energy.
Subsequently, the protective formation of the Baiyun Sect collapsed.
…
Centuries later, Lin Xuan, having completely devoured this first world.
Had already re-attained the Golden Immortal fruit status.
Beyond that were the Nine Heavens Profound Immortal and the Luo Tian Immortal.
This was no longer something that could be achieved in this realm.
Lin Xuan began to travel to the second and third worlds.
The second and third worlds were different from this small thousand world. Their cosmic space-time structure was vast.
Although the spiritual energy was low, they were undoubtedly existences comparable in scale to a great thousand world.
At least comparable to a great thousand world.
Worlds of this caliber were enough for Lin Xuan to advance to higher cultivation levels.
Lin Xuan then went to the second world.
The moment he entered the world, Lin Xuan's expression suddenly changed.
He felt a fatal threat. This world seemed to contain a threat greater than the Seven Great Immortal Lords.
It was a threat that could obliterate the Undying True Soul.
"Isn't this world a technological world?"
"How can there be technology that can obliterate an Immortal Lord?"
Lin Xuan looked solemn.
In the distance, there was a high-level technological civilization, converting the energy of multiple superclusters into vast energy.
It was something that made Lin Xuan, who was once an Immortal Lord but was not currently at his peak, feel solemn.
"This world is actually so strong…"
…
"My head hurts…"
In a patch of grass, Fang Ming slowly woke up.
Why was he here?
Fang Ming looked confusedly at his memories and, after recalling them, sighed deeply.
So that's how it is.
It turned out that when he entered the second world, the zombie world, he had already been discovered by a high-level technological civilization.
When Fang Ming thought it was just a post-apocalyptic world where modern civilization had been destroyed, he never expected that the reason for the apocalypse in that world was due to interference from a higher civilization.
The impact caused by aliens and higher civilizations wanting to destroy Earth's civilization.
Therefore, when Fang Ming entered that world, his enemies were not only zombies and survivor bases, but also intelligent surveillance devices constantly monitoring Earth by higher civilizations, or more accurately, by higher civilizations.
Fang Ming, who only thought it was an ordinary post-apocalyptic world, naturally had no defense against the intelligent surveillance devices monitoring from outer space – even if he had defenses, they would be useless.
As a result, he was naturally observed by the higher civilization, and his memory was instantly modified to make him inclined towards that higher civilization.
Afterward, Fang Ming seemed to travel through worlds, only for himself, but in reality, he was working for that higher civilization to gain new bases across the universe.
This was the truth.
The individual civilization information of the higher civilization, along with Fang Ming's actions, entered the cultivation world, entered the second universe of the third world, and also entered the martial artist world, and even the Kyushu world, and even the True Immortal Realm, all welcoming its invasion.
Lin Xuan Immortal Lord revived from him, but this action was detected by the higher civilization.
The higher civilization laid a plan and captured Lin Xuan Immortal Lord, and Lin Xuan Immortal Lord's resistance caused both sides to suffer heavy losses.
While the two tigers were fighting, Fang Ming immediately activated his world-traveling talent, destroyed all previous world coordinates, and severed contact with all previously explored light spots to ensure his independence.
Now, he had escaped to a new world, which could be considered a temporary escape from danger.
After recalling these events, even Fang Ming felt the danger of world travel.
He had encountered beings he could not resist.
Traveling through a post-apocalyptic world, he encountered a higher alien civilization.
Traveling through a cultivation world, the body he possessed was that of an Immortal Lord from the True Immortal Realm, which was above countless dust-like small worlds.
Was this bad luck, or was world travel simply so dangerous?
Fang Ming did not know.
In fact, in the face of absolute power, even if Fang Ming was smart, it was useless.
Whether it was the gaze of the higher civilization or the awakening of Lin Xuan Immortal Lord, Fang Ming could not resist, let alone perceive their existence.
This was clearly unnecessary to think about countermeasures.
He could only pray that he would not encounter such beings.
"So unlucky…"
"But, which world is this again?"
Since he was safe and had escaped both the Immortal Lord and the higher civilization.
Fang Ming focused on the current problem – which world had he traveled to.
"Which world is this?"
Fang Ming asked.
He looked at the surrounding scenery, seemingly pondering what style of world this was.
…
Hoo… hoo…
Yan Deye rode his horse at full speed on the road.
He ran very fast and was very tired, which could be seen from the sweat on his face.
But he dared not stop, nor let the horse stop.
Only because there were pursuers behind him.
Although he was tired now, he was still alive.
If he were caught by the pursuers, he would not even have his life!
If he lost his life, what was the point of caring about being tired or not? What was the meaning of it?
There was no meaning.
"Damn it! When did the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect fall into such a tragic situation…"
Yan Deye muttered, his voice filled with hatred.
Heavenly Sword Sect.
A few years ago, the Heavenly Sword Sect was a top-tier sect in the area.
Yan Deye was a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect.
His life was not good, but it was not as bad as it was now.
However, a few years ago, when several experts of the Heavenly Sword Sect died inexplicably.
The situation changed instantly.
The government issued an order, directly sentencing the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect to death.
They ordered the entire Heavenly Sword Sect, from the high-ranking officials to the newly admitted disciples, to be swept away.
This kind of collective punishment, in Yan Deye's opinion, was simply nonsensical.
Even if the high-ranking officials of the Heavenly Sword Sect violated the laws set by the government, it was only a matter for the high-ranking officials.
Was it too much to order the execution of everyone in the Heavenly Sword Sect, using such a method of guilt by association?
What mistake had the newly admitted disciples made, to be sentenced to death upon entry?
Although he felt angry and incomprehensible, Yan Deye, an ordinary disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, naturally had no power to resist the government.
After all, he was just a disciple who had joined not long ago. Yan Deye thought that not many people knew about his existence, so he went into hiding and lived in another city.
He had originally lived a peaceful life for several years.
In Yan Deye's heart, this matter had long since passed.
But he did not expect that the government still remembered this matter. When a former acquaintance saw Yan Deye's face on the street, he recognized him as a former disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect and immediately reported it to the government.
Then, as soon as the government knew that there were still fish that slipped through the net, they immediately ordered many constables to kill Yan Deye.
As a result, Yan Deye fled east and west, and was still galloping on his horse.
And behind him, the pursuers had already caught up.
"Remnants of the Heavenly Sword Sect!"
"Where are you running to?"
More than ten constables had already surrounded Yan Deye.
The leading constable, seeing that Yan Deye had fallen into a trap, first warned his companions to be careful of Yan Deye's desperate counterattack, and then ordered two of them to go and capture him.
A few years ago, when the government issued the order, the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect usually had only one path to death.
Even surrender meant death.
The government gave them no way out.
Therefore, Yan Deye had no way to compromise at this time, because he knew that there was no possibility of compromise for him, and the government would not accept it.
They only wanted him dead.
They only wanted his head.
Since he had no way out, Yan Deye naturally had the will to die.
And just as he was about to wield his sword and fight back.
A voice stopped him.
"Gentlemen, let's not fight for now. May I ask what kind of place this is?"
"By the way, what time is it now? I don't mean today's time, I mean the calendar."
These two sentences were already strange in themselves.
And placed in this life-and-death crisis, they were even stranger.
Yan Deye looked up and saw a handsome young man suddenly appear beside him and ask.
Who was this person? How could he approach so silently?
Seeing that a sure thing had been disrupted, the dozen constables were somewhat annoyed.
Suddenly asking questions, and asking such questions, was he crazy?
Walking to a place he didn't know, this could be called being lost. Asking about the time and calendar? If this person had no problem, I'd write my name backward!
All the constables present had this understanding.
One constable stepped forward and directly said to the young man, "Who are you? How did you suddenly appear here?"
Another constable said, "He appeared suddenly, clearly to save this disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Yan Deye. Perhaps he is a friend or relative, or another remnant of the Heavenly Sword Sect. In any case, apprehend them together and treat them as capital offense."
This constable spoke with a fierce tone.
He was truly capable of doing this, and he intended to do so.
He would make the young man in front of him sentenced to death.
This was not implicating the innocent.
Who would suddenly interrupt during a fight that seemed to be deciding life and death, and say such inexplicable words?
There was a problem.
This was definitely a problem.
A normal person encountering such a situation would have long since fled far away.
Who would come forward?
It must be someone with ulterior motives!
That's why they came!
And since they were people with such hidden intentions, they naturally didn't need to be polite!
Two constables stepped forward and were about to arrest Fang Ming.
Fang Ming sighed slightly.
It seemed he still had to take action.
I just wanted to figure out what kind of world this was.
It wasn't that I wanted to come and immediately start a conflict.
I just asked a question.
Just a few words, asking for directions, and they were shouting to kill and sentence me to death.
Fang Ming had come to understand the style of this world, but since he had encountered these people, Fang Ming did not intend to hold back.
There was no need to hold back against those who wanted his life.
As the two constables came forward, Fang Ming used his flying sword.
He now had six spirit meridians opened, the mana of Yi Qi Gong, and the flying sword magic artifact.
It was not difficult to harvest these constables.
Fang Ming used his flying sword.
With a flash of green light, a sword descended from the sky, madly reaping the lives of these people.
Constable after constable fell directly.
Upon seeing Fang Ming's swordsmanship.
The leading constable was greatly shocked!
Impossible, such swordsmanship, so profound, how could it appear on such a young boy?
Damn it! I was blind for a moment and provoked such a person!
The leading constable regretted it immensely and quickly shouted, "Spare my life! It was my fault for not recognizing you…"
Midway through his words, he suddenly felt his head seemed to be rising.
Why was his head rising?
In his confusion, he habitually looked down.
Oh.
It turned out that his head had been separated from his body.
Can a person live without a heart?
No.
Since a person cannot live without a heart.
Then, if the head and body are separated, is this person dead or alive?
Obviously, he was already dead.
It turned out that I was already dead.
When he understood this fact in his mind, the leading constable accepted his death.
And at this time, all the constables had already died.
Fang Ming stood in front of Yan Deye.
"Now, the people chasing you are dead."
The young man's voice was very calm, but the scene of everyone around dying forced Yan Deye to take what the young man said seriously.
In this world, only strength was paramount, and clearly the young man had proven the strength he possessed. Therefore, Yan Deye could only take what the young man said seriously.
"So, can you tell me."
"Where is this? What place is it."
"And what time is it?"
Fang Ming asked.
Yan Deye replied, "This is the Yuan Tian Kingdom."
The dozen constables who had died made Yan Deye answer Fang Ming's questions, no matter how frequent, how foolish, or how common sense they were.
Fang Ming soon learned what kind of world this was.
"So it's this style of world…"
Fang Ming smiled slightly.
This world had a very complex style, not a single-style world, but a mixed-style world.
Multiple systems were mixed together, and multiple methods were mixed together.
From Yan Deye's mouth, Fang Ming learned of the existence of sword cultivators, and that Yan Deye was from the Heavenly Sword Sect and was a sword cultivator of the Heavenly Sword Sect.
He also knew that this world had internal energy, and the dozen constables before all possessed internal energy.
They had an internal energy that could activate their potential and be added to their weapons, increasing the power of their weapons or fists.
And from Yan Deye's mouth, Fang Ming also learned that this world had great mages who could use magic, and professions like knights.
There were cultivators who claimed to have cultivated to immortality, and immortals.
There were also gods who established their path through faith.
On the road, there were carriages, and at the same time, there were cars.
There was so-called ancient technology, and even mechs existed.
So – the style was already mixed enough.
Eastern and Western mythological systems and technological systems were all mixed in.
Arriving in such a world, Fang Ming was somewhat speechless.
But since he was here, he would accept it. Fang Ming naturally would not give up this world and move to the next.
So…
"You just said that the largest kingdom nearby is the Hai Lan Empire?"
Fang Ming asked.
Yan Deye thought for a moment and said, "Yes, may I ask if you want to…"
Fang Ming said, "I want to go to the Hai Lan Empire to take a look. Can you take me?"
Yan Deye thought for a moment, then said firmly, "It would be my honor."
This question didn't require much thought.
Did Yan Deye dare to refuse Fang Ming?
He certainly did not dare.
After all, who knew if this young man would kill him directly like he killed those constables if he refused.
Yan Deye did not dare to gamble that this young man would not kill him.
Therefore, he could only agree with the young man's words.
Of course, in his heart, Yan Deye also agreed to go to the Hai Lan Empire.
After all, he had gone into hiding and moved to another city, but he still couldn't escape the pursuit of the government.
So he had to flee even further.
The government that ordered the extermination of the Heavenly Sword Sect was the government of the Yuan Tian Kingdom, not the government of the Hai Lan Empire.