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Chapter 1715 - 1583: Changing Attitudes
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Chapter 1715: Chapter 1583: Changing Attitudes

After being deeply provoked by the Ancient Immortal, Ye Fan lost interest in watching the foundations and cultivation insights of the Great Emperors in the Emperor Hall, and instead forcefully imprinted the cultivation insights of the Nine Heavens Xuan Emperor in his sea of consciousness.

After committing these cultivation insights to memory, Ye Fan intended to leave and find a place to cultivate in seclusion, aiming to break through to the Lord Realm. He couldn’t wait another moment.

"Brother Ye, don’t take it to heart. People like that just speak nonsense that’s all hot air." The Great Demon noticed Ye Fan’s troubled expression and came over to console him.

"Yeah, Brother Ye, why bother with people like that? That’s all they have to be proud of." Li Yu’er and others gathered around, offering their encouragement.

Ye Fan took a deep breath and said, "I’m fine, don’t worry. I’ve already memorized the Xuan Emperor’s cultivation insights. You’re all in the Lord Realm; I’m still at the Divine Power Realm. I need to hurry and catch up, or I’ll fall too far behind."

"I spit!"

"Do you even have any shame?"

"Beast, truly a beast!"

Everyone, except for the two Ancient Princes, showed Ye Fan their middle fingers.

Are you kidding?

At the peak of the Divine Power Realm, he had already beaten them into disorientation. If he broke through to the Lord Realm, that would be outrageous.

However, seeing Ye Fan’s tone, everyone was reassured that at least his mindset hadn’t changed, and they could still joke around together.

"Ye Zi, let me see you off!"

Kou Wenjie wrapped his arm around Ye Fan’s neck, acting affectionately.

"No need, you all take your time to gain inspiration. These cultivation notes of the Great Emperors are treasures; you wouldn’t be able to buy them with however many Spirit Stones outside. Don’t be oblivious to your own blessings."

Ye Fan declined Kou Wenjie’s offer to see him off and then stepped out of the hall, unsure of where his living quarters were. He asked the old teacher guarding the gate for direction.

"Straight ahead and then turn right. There you’ll find a caretaker who handles your living arrangements. You should find him for guidance."

The old teacher didn’t even lift his eyelids as he pointed the direction to Ye Fan before dozing off, appearing perpetually sleepy.

"Thank you!"

Ye Fan bowed respectfully to the old teacher and then walked in the directed path.

Unbeknownst to him, after he left, the old teacher lying on the lounge chair shot a sharp gleam from his squinty eyes and nodded silently.

Soon, in front of a row of houses, Ye Fan met the caretaker, around forty years old, dressed in coarse blue garments, appearing very amiable.

"Disciple Ye Fan, I just arrived today and don’t know where my place is. Please arrange it for me." Ye Fan bowed first and then said respectfully.

He held deep respect for these teachers, an intrinsic reverence for anyone who teaches cultivation or anything else.

"Ye Fan, right? You must have come with the director today?" The teacher nodded in understanding and asked.

"Exactly!"

"Follow me!"

The teacher turned toward a mountain cliff, with Ye Fan following closely behind.

Soon, they arrived at the foot of the mountain cliff, where halfway up the cliff, there was a cave obscured by clouds and fog, inaccessible to ordinary people.

"This cave is your dwelling for the coming year. Also, the building to the southeast is the dining hall. You can eat there; everything is free, but it doesn’t provide Spirit Stones needed for cultivation."

The teacher briefly explained the locations and functions of the different places in this space to Ye Fan, then departed.

Ye Fan soared into the air, directly flying into the cave. Inside, he discovered a small rune, into which Divine Power was infused, causing the rune to shine brightly.

"Swish!"

The rune blocked the cave entrance, preventing anyone from entering without Ye Fan’s permission, unless brute force destroyed it, which was impossible without Venerable Realm strength.

After finishing these tasks, Ye Fan briefly surveyed his dwelling for the year, finding it satisfactory.

The cave was small, with only a stone bed, cushion, and stone table, overly simple.

But for Ye Fan, it was enough as he came here to cultivate, not to enjoy, so harsh conditions were no issue.

Regarding food and drink, as long as there’s a continuous supply of Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi, he doesn’t care whether he eats.

"Hoo~"

Taking a deep breath, Ye Fan sat cross-legged on the cushion, commencing his seclusion, striving for the Lord Realm, determined to attempt regardless of success.

Settling his mind, Ye Fan discovered the cave’s Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi was denser than outside, as if there’s a small Gathering Essence Array within.

This discovery delighted Ye Fan, who worried the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi might be insufficient for breaking through to the Lord Realm.

Adjusting himself to the optimal state, within his body like a furnace, vigorous energy and blood, like a dormant giant dragon, Thunder Power coursed throughout, his Dan Tian Qi wrapped with Heaven and Earth Tao Markings.

From the outside, Ye Fan looked like a purple fireball, purple flames steaming from him, a phenomenon of Thunder Power manifesting.

While Ye Fan was in seclusion, the Ancient Immortal was in the Elemental Ocean feeling the essence and laws of Elemental Power, completely absorbed in his inspiration.

Though he spoke dismissively of Ye Fan, deep down he had a crack.

Recalling the scenes when Ye Fan relentlessly overwhelmed him in the same realm drove him crazy; he was determined to regain his dignity here, or he’d have no reputation or integrity as the Emperor’s son.

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When Ye Fan arrived at the Emperor’s Secret Realm, the Ling Family faced tumultuous waves.

Originally, Ling Yunzhi planned to personally seek Ye Fan after the banquet ended, hoping to recruit him back to the Ling Family.

However, before he acted, Imperial Academy Director, Monk Dao Yan took them through the Transmission Array Platform, traversing the void to the Imperial Academy.

He arrived at the Academy but was too late; Ye Fan was already in the Emperor’s Secret Realm, preventing him from meeting Ye Fan.

At this moment, Ling Yunzhi was filled with regret; he shouldn’t have opposed Ye Fan every step of the way, now Ye Fan hadn’t died but instead rose strongly.

Returning to the Ling Family, Ling Yunzhi gathered the Ling Family’s Saint and Ancestor to share his plan.

"Can this work? We initially pursued him relentlessly. If we change attitudes now, he likely won’t believe us." The Ling Family Ancestor said bitterly, knowing Ling Yunzhi’s decision was right but regretting it was too late.

"How did we press his mother back then? He likely knows this too. To bring him back, first, we need Ling Yun’s forgiveness, but that’s difficult!" The Ling Family’s Saint shook his head like a rattling drum.

He was involved in pressing Ling Yun back then, a shady matter that if exposed would trouble Ling Gu greatly, and he’d also suffer.

Understanding the cause and consequence, Ling Yunzhi was so angry that he wished he could slap the Ling Family’s Saint to death, but had no choice but to mend things.

From Ye Fan’s conduct, Ling Yunzhi realized Ye Fan wasn’t one to neglect blood ties, perhaps leaving a shred of hope.

"From today, the Ling Family must change attitudes, no more disrespecting Ye Fan or plotting against him, or face family law!" Ling Yunzhi resolved firmly, willing to strive even for a slim chance.

"Um...Xuan Ancestor, it might be too late. While you were away, Hao Tian and Batian asked me to engage the Netherworld Killer to eliminate Ye Fan, and I’ve agreed. The killer organization likely took it up, once they accept a job it’s definitely fulfilled, now it’s too late to retract." Ling Family’s Saint murmured.

"You..."

Ling Yunzhi was so furious he wished he could slap him to death, fuming: "I don’t care what you do, but cancel the Netherworld killer’s hunt for him, or I will end you!"

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