The Heavenly Secret Token Recognizes Its Master, Xiao Fan's Fate!

It automatically activated some special mechanism, ignoring Ye Chen's corpse, and transformed into a stream of light, instantly tearing apart the spatial blockade set up by the Panhuang Void Sword at an incredible speed.

"Huh? Trying to run away?"

Lu Yuan frowned and raised his hand to grab it.

However, the Heavenly Secret Golden Token seemed to have burned some kind of extremely high-level Dao origin, reaching extreme speed and possessing extremely strong causal evasion attributes.

Lu Yuan's grabbing attempt resulted in him grasping nothing.

They could only watch helplessly as it burrowed into the void rift and vanished instantly.

"You're lucky you ran fast."

Lu Yuan withdrew his hand, not paying much attention.

It's just a token; without Ye Chen as its host, it can't cause any big trouble.

With a casual gesture, he captured Ye Chen's corpse into his palm-sized Buddha Kingdom and tossed it directly into the system space, intending to keep it for later refinement.

……

The Great Yan Kingdom, Tianyuan City.

Inside a simple inn.

Xiao Fan was sitting cross-legged on the bed, with a can of ordinary tea he had bought from Tingyuxuan in front of him. His face was so gloomy it looked like it was about to drip water.

"Damn it! It's fake again!"

"What enlightenment tea! What kind of fortuitous encounter!"

"This is just a jar of moldy, rotten tea leaves!"

Enraged, Xiao Fan smashed the tea canister on the ground, shattering it into pieces.

Ever since he missed the real Enlightenment Tea that day, he has been like a man possessed, searching for opportunities everywhere in Tianyuan City, but he has only met with setbacks and disappointments time and time again.

The feeling of being toyed with by fate drove him almost to madness.

"Fan'er, calm down."

The voice of the Medicine Venerable echoed in his mind, tinged with weariness: "Opportunities cannot be forced..."

"How can I calm my mind?!"

Xiao Fan's eyes were bloodshot: "I feel like everything I have is being stolen from me! But I don't even know who that person is!"

Just then.

hum!

A small crack suddenly appeared in the void above the inn.

A stream of dark golden light fell from it and landed on the table in front of Xiao Fan with a crisp sound.

It was an ancient token, dark gold in color, engraved with countless star trails, exuding a mysterious and unpredictable aura.

Xiao Fan was stunned.

"What is this?"

He instinctively reached out to take it.

However, before he could even touch the token, the Medicine Venerable in his sea of ​​consciousness suddenly let out a cry of surprise.

"This...this is the Heavenly Secret Golden Token?!"

"The Heavenly Secret Golden Token?" Xiao Fan was taken aback. "Teacher, do you recognize this?"

"Of course I recognize it!"

The Medicine Venerable's voice became incredibly excited: "This is the legendary supreme token of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion! Whoever possesses this token, no matter where they are, can communicate with the Pavilion Master and request him to divinate heavenly secrets, seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune!"

"It's said that there are no more than three of these tokens in the entire cultivation world, and I never expected them to fall from the sky into your hands!"

"Fan'er! This is an incredible opportunity!"

"With this, we can find out exactly who's targeting you!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Fan's eyes instantly blazed with wild joy.

His hands trembled as he grasped the token.

hum!

The moment he touched the token, it trembled slightly, and a mysterious wave rippled outwards.

A phantom-like, aged figure slowly appeared above the token.

It was Tianjizi, who had just suffered a great loss in the Panhuang Treasure Vault.

Although Tianjizi was somewhat weak at this moment, his deep eyes still revealed a wisdom that saw through the world.

His gaze fell on Xiao Fan, and his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

"what?"

Tianjizi's fingers twitched slightly as he quickly performed calculations.

"Gold tinged with black, its destiny is like a dragon, yet it is bound by shackles and misfortune..."

"This kid's fate is actually intricately intertwined with that of Lu Yuan?"

Moreover, this entanglement is even more complex than the one involving Ye Chen before.

A sense of helplessness arose in Tianjizi's heart, but it quickly transformed into a glint of light.

Now that Ye Chen is crippled, Xiao Fan seems to be a better pawn.

Moreover, the enemy of my enemy is my friend.

Thinking of this, Tianjizi revealed a profound smile and nodded slightly to Xiao Fan, who was in a daze.

"Young friend, do not panic."

"I am Tianjizi, the seventy-second generation head of the Tianji Pavilion."

"Since this order has fallen into your hands, it means that we are destined to meet."

Tianjizi's gaze was profound, as if he could see through Xiao Fan's deepest desires and anger.

"Your mind seems shrouded in mist, and the road ahead is unclear."

"Speak, what do you want to predict?"

Inside a guest room at an inn in Tianyuan City.

Xiao Fan stared intently at the Heavenly Secret Golden Token floating in mid-air, his eyes bloodshot and his chest heaving violently.

He had felt so frustrated along the way.

From the Fire Spirit Orb to the Foundation Establishment Opportunity, and the Enlightenment Tea.

Each time, he felt that the opportunity was right at his fingertips, and even the old doctor sensed it, but someone always beat him to it.

Once could be a coincidence, twice could be bad luck, but when it happens repeatedly, he would never believe it if someone wasn't secretly targeting him.

"senior!"

Xiao Fan's voice was hoarse, filled with deep hatred: "This junior does indeed have a great doubt in his heart."

"During this period, no matter where I go or what opportunities I encounter, I am always one step ahead of others, as if there is an invisible hand constantly overshadowing me."

"This junior wants to know, who exactly is it? Who is targeting me?"

The illusory figure of Tianjizi sat cross-legged on the golden token. Upon hearing this, a subtle glint of light flashed in his deep old eyes.

He had already anticipated this cause and effect.

The entanglement of fate between Xiao Fan and Lu Yuan has reached a point of no return.

"This problem requires no cost; I will give it to you as a gift, free of charge."

Tianjizi stroked his beard, his tone calm, yet it resonated in Xiao Fan's ears like a thunderclap.

"The person who is targeting you is both far away and right before your eyes."

"This person is... Lu Yuan, the patriarch of the Qingyun Sect of the Zhao Kingdom."

"Lu Yuan?"

Upon hearing this name, Xiao Fan was jolted, and a surge of overwhelming anger instantly rushed to the top of his head.

"It was him?"

"It really is him!"

Xiao Fan clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms, and blood dripped from between his fingers, but he was completely unaware of it.

Scenes from the past flashed through my mind.

Back in the Qingyun Sect, this person was high and mighty, but just because he confessed his feelings to the sect leader, he was thrown into the dungeon and suffered terribly.

Even Lu Xueyao, whom he later took a liking to, was taken in as his disciple.

I thought I could get rid of this person after leaving the Qingyun Sect, but I never expected that this nightmare would continue to haunt me!

"Lu Yuan... you old dog!"

"I, Xiao Fan, swear to the heavens, if I do not kill you in this lifetime, I swear I will not be a human being!"

Xiao Fan gritted his teeth, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying a deep-seated hatred.