Chapter 508: Chapter 508

A gentle stream flowed amidst surrounding mountains, lush and verdant, the scenery breathtakingly beautiful.

Qin Yang was someone who appreciated leisure. He carried a fishing rod with him, sitting on a stone by the riverside, fishing quietly.

He had some interest in rare treasures.

But at the moment, nobody knew what this thing really was. Better to figure it out first before asking more questions.

Xiang Fei observed Lin Fan straight on with undisguised curiosity. Although he had no idea what this object was, he couldn’t help but wonder.

Lin Fan held the Chaos Fragment in his hands. Within the fragment resided a mysterious and immeasurable power. At first glance, it looked like nothing more than an ordinary black stone slab, seemingly useless. If not for his little assistant, even he couldn’t unravel the mysteries within.

"It’s a bit complicated."

What an intriguing object! He began channeling mana, embedding his divine soul within, slowly letting it merge into the stone slab.

Inside the stone slab, a nine-grid formation appeared, as if each section was meant to be filled with something.

He realized this artifact was no easy puzzle.

That’s typically true for most people. The symbols required to fill the grid were so intricate and esoteric that even a single mistake would render the process futile. This was why nobody had successfully activated the Chaos Fragment after all this time.

But for Lin Fan, none of these obstacles were an issue.

The little assistant was invincible.

It revealed every secret of the Chaos Fragment to Lin Fan.

"Brother Lin, have you figured anything out yet?" Xiang Fei asked.

Lin Fan smiled confidently. He had already unlocked the Chaos Fragment’s secret.

The previously ordinary stone slab emitted a dazzling light. A cracking sound echoed as the slab activated, appearing to extend infinitely, its shape transforming within the radiant glow.

Lin Fan realized that the thoughts within his mind—everything he could possibly imagine—could be materialized through this Chaos Fragment.

It could create secret realms.

Let immortals delve into them, extracting from them every trace of mana, essence, and energy they exuded—everything essential.

This was a heaven-defying treasure.

Combined with his little assistant, it made Lin Fan truly peerless in the world.

Xiang Fei watched the extraordinary scene unfold before him in utter awe. He couldn’t believe that such a small piece of stone could possess such power. Even though he didn’t fully understand its purpose, the overwhelming aura it exuded left him astonished.

Meanwhile, Qin Yang, still fishing, had a fish on the hook but forgot to reel it in.

Instead, he sat there, dumbfounded, staring in disbelief.

Everything was changing before their eyes.

Lin Fan’s thoughts wandered back to other secret realms he had visited before. Those were pathetic—maps too vast, making it hard for geniuses to encounter each other. What fun was that?

What he envisioned was a kind of "fishing enforcement" tactic.

But he struggled to target genuinely upright-hearted prodigies.

For immortals like them, there must be a sense of upholding justice. Some individuals concealed their true selves too deeply to judge at face value and could only be revealed through unguarded moments.

He had some plans forming in his mind now.

He just needed the right time to implement them.

The Chaos Fragment transformed into a secret realm situated there. The entrance took on ceremonial significance—it became a mountain gate. Two ancient stone doors radiated a timeless aura, giving off an otherworldly impression.

"What in the world is this?"

Qin Yang outright threw his fishing rod aside. Compared to whatever this was, his fishing paled in comparison—it wasn’t interesting at all.

Xiang Fei’s gaze was also glued to the sight ahead.

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"This is a secret realm," Lin Fan announced, his excitement barely contained. After activating the Chaos Fragment, it now established a subtle connection with him.

What was subtle was that he could control the design and flow of events inside the secret realm.

When battles erupted within between geniuses, the Chaos Fragment would absorb the mana, essence, and spirit energy they exuded. After replenishing what the realm needed to sustain itself, the remaining benefits would transfer back to Lin Fan.

"A secret realm? Brother Lin, we’ve actually gained access to a secret realm! Does this mean we’re about to become rich?" Qin Yang exclaimed excitedly.

Lin Fan chuckled. "You’re thinking too small. This secret realm is far more incredible than you realize. It’ll be of great use to us. Judging by its current structure, I suspect the Immortal Venerables may no longer exist. But with this in our possession, the two of you could have a real chance of ascending to the Immortal Venerable Dao Fruit."

"Let’s not get ahead of ourselves for now. First, we need to make our next move—draw some people into this secret realm."

However, there was one limitation.

It could currently only admit cultivators of the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm.

Evidently, this was tied to Lin Fan’s own cultivation level.

Qin Yang’s heart burned with passion upon hearing Lin Fan mention the word "Immortal Venerable."

That was, after all, the realm he dreamed of attaining.

"Do you guys have any treasures, elixirs, or immortal artifacts? It doesn’t have to be anything too valuable," Lin Fan asked.

Xiang Fei rummaged through his belongings and pulled out some elixirs. "All I have are these elixirs. No immortal treasures, but I do have three Holy Weapons."

Qin Yang shrugged, "I’ve got nothing."

Lin Fan pondered briefly. For now, this was enough. He had collected plenty from those "little piglets" himself. By placing those inside as bait, it should be enough to attract some people.

"Alright, let’s go reap the harvest. Once you see this thing in action, you’ll understand its true potential," Lin Fan said.

The three of them left the area, vanishing towards the horizon.

They spotted a colossal city looming in the distance.

It was grand—a major city.

Lin Fan didn’t immediately lead them inside but instead selected a seemingly favorable spot amidst a cluster of mountains to set down the Chaos Secret Realm.

"Brother Lin, can you explain what we’re doing? I honestly don’t understand your plan," Qin Yang asked, baffled.

Lin Fan replied, "Patience. When you see it unfold with your own eyes, you’ll get it."

"Brother Xiang, come over for a moment. I’ll need your help with something later."

The three huddled together, whispering in low tones.

At first, Qin Yang had remained calm, but his expression soon shifted to surprise, then to a sly grin, as if Lin Fan’s plan was particularly mischievous.

Xiang Fei nodded along earnestly, listening intently.

From scattered hints, he began to grasp bits of Lin Fan’s intentions, but the full picture would only be clear once they executed the plan.

Heaven and Earth City!

What an arrogant name. Few cities dared to call themselves something like that. But this one stood proudly by that title, thriving without issue—evidence that its founders, or those who had named it, were extraordinary figures.

His guess was correct.

The name had been given by an Immortal Venerable. Though that figure had mysteriously vanished, they had left behind relics for future generations to revere.

"The three characters engraved atop the city gates were left by an Immortal Venerable. However, the original inscription isn’t here; the true piece is stored within the Heavenly Court," Xiang Fei explained quietly.

"It’s said that viewing the original engraving allows those with boundless talent to comprehend divine skills left behind by the Immortal Venerable."

"Oh!" Lin Fan nodded. So, big shots liked playing such games. If he became an Immortal Venerable someday, he’d definitely leave behind writings in some places for future generations to admire.

He wouldn’t just leave three characters. He’d leave plenty, spreading his legend throughout the Immortal Realm.

"It’s time to begin."

Once they entered the city, Lin Fan signaled for their operation to commence.

The city was bustling with immortals. Many stalls were set up, vendors hawking their goods loudly.

"Thousand-Year-Old Blood Ginseng, massive discounts!"

"Ten-Thousand-Year Tiger Whiskers! Come take a look!"

The hubbub was deafening.

Lin Fan pretended to casually stroll along. Spotting a crowded thoroughfare, he let a piece of paper slip from his sleeve onto the ground without appearing to notice.

One passerby, seeing Lin Fan drop something, bent to pick it up, intending to return it.

He noticed something peculiar about the sheet—it emitted a faint trace of mana, as though it were a treasure.

The passerby decided not to pursue Lin Fan. Instead, greed flickered in his eyes. He sought to pocket the paper and examine it privately elsewhere.

Just as he was about to tuck it away into his sleeve—

Xiang Fei appeared behind him. Resting one hand firmly on the passerby’s shoulder, Xiang Fei snatched the paper with his other hand and bellowed:

"What do you think you’re doing?!"

His voice boomed intentionally, drawing the crowd’s attention.

Lin Fan inwardly sighed. Brother Xiang, your voice is too loud—it’s making my ears ring. Under normal circumstances, as the so-called "owner" of the lost item, I would’ve turned around by now. But no matter. Even a shoddy performance gets the job done.

"Who are you?" The startled, thin-faced immortal frowned. However, after catching sight of Xiang Fei’s daunting demeanor, his nerve faltered slightly.

Xiang Fei pressed, "I clearly saw that person up ahead drop this item, and you’re trying to pocket it! Haven’t you thought about returning it to its rightful owner?"

"What nonsense are you spouting? I don’t even know what you’re talking about!" The thin-faced immortal’s eyes darted nervously. He hadn’t expected such bad luck—picked something up, thought he’d scored, only to be caught red-handed. Too unlucky!

Xiang Fei raised his voice even louder, "Everyone, come have a look! This man here found something that doesn’t belong to him and wanted to keep it for himself. And now he’s arguing to defend his shamelessness! Gather ’round and take a look for yourselves!"

Qin Yang, blending into the crown, shouted theatrically, "Oh, goodness! Broad daylight robbery ? Who knows—maybe that dropped item might be something extraordinary!"

The passing immortals halted, intrigued.

Right? What’s there to lose by checking? Who knows—maybe they’d hit the jackpot.

Xiang Fei tore the sheet away from the thin-faced immortal. "You claim this is yours? Then why don’t you tell me what it is? If you can answer correctly, I’ll apologize and return it!"

"You... you..." The thin-faced immortal stammered, eyes flitting as his mind raced. Papers usually meant one of two things—sacred texts or an elixir formula. Yes, that’s it. That must be the answer.

"It’s an elixir formula! See for yourself," he finally blurted out, betting on this assumption. If he were wrong, he’d simply slink away in embarrassment, claiming he had "misremembered."

Xiang Fei pretended to unfold the paper. The moment he glimpsed its contents, his expression shifted dramatically.

The thin-faced immortal felt a giddy spark of hope. Had he guessed correctly?

But the next words out of Xiang Fei’s mouth caused an uproar among the crowd.

"This... this is a map to a secret realm!"