Immortal Divine Tribulation

Chapter 195: Call for Help

Did he really have the guts to force his way in? Tian Fan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Even if he wanted to, he didn’t have the courage to do so. Inside was a genuine Immortal Ascension Expert, after all. Especially with the Twenty-Third Sword that Zi Ying had unleashed during her battle against the Heavenly Tribulation; even now, he felt a shiver run down his spine. It was terrifying!

Shangguan Jingyi strode over with an imposing aura, then glanced at the brightly lit room nearby, gleefully saying, “Haha, kid, are you anxious? Is your nose covered in dust? Hehe… It’s fine; we’re all men here, I understand!”

Seeing his lewd expression, Tian Fan almost blurted out, ‘Long live understanding,’ but he managed to rein in his thoughts and replied seriously, “I am pure!”

“Cut it out! If you were pure, would pigs still need to run on the ground? They’d have flown up to the sky by now!” Shangguan Jingyi looked at him with disdain, scoffing.

“I tell you, you can insult my person, but you cannot insult my soul. I am pure, and heaven and earth can bear witness!” Tian Fan swore, pointing to the sky.

The two exchanged words back and forth, momentarily staring each other down.

“You two, go die somewhere else and don’t disturb the two little babies resting!” Suddenly, a fierce voice came from the small room, belonging to Zi Ying.

“Yes!”

“Yes!”

The two replied in unison, standing straight like startled rabbits, and quickly darted away.

In a grove of ancient trees belonging to the Shangguan Clan, the bamboo grew densely, each stalk radiating a faint green glow. This was no ordinary bamboo; it was a type of Divine Wildwood that possessed spiritual properties, capable of extending life and invigorating the bones. For ordinary people, it was a treasure-level spiritual wood, and even powerful cultivators found it hard to obtain a single stalk. This was why the Shangguan Family, a powerful martial arts holy land, could cultivate such precious bamboo.

With flowers and grasses everywhere, the fragrant green forest set the scene as Tian Fan and the Shangguan brothers laid out several small dishes on a stone table and brewed a few pots of hot wine, enjoying the flowers and scenery together, creating a unique atmosphere.

Especially for Tian Fan, during this time, his hands had been stained with blood, living a life filled with fighting and killing. He was already mentally and physically exhausted. If it weren’t for a strong belief supporting him, he would have likely collapsed long ago.

“What are your plans next?” Shangguan Yunfeng raised his wine cup and clinked it with Tian Fan’s, a faint smile on his face as he asked.

It had to be said that Shangguan Yunfeng had a scholarly demeanor, exuding an air of elegance with every gesture, even more ethereal than Tian Fan, like a true scholar. However, Tian Fan knew of his strength; he was an existence on par with the Divine Son of the Sword Immortal Sect, the future heir of the Shangguan Family. In a fit of rage, he didn’t know how many Sword Immortal disciples he had killed. Perhaps he hadn’t killed as many powerful ones as Tian Fan, but the number was certainly not small.

“I don’t have any specific plans. Zi Ying is back, and we plan to visit some old friends. We’ll probably stay at the Great Sealing Sect for a while before returning.” Tian Fan looked into the distance, gently swirling the wine cup in his hand, a faint smile on his face.

“Good, from now on, the Shangguan Family is your home. You’re always welcome back!” Shangguan Jingyi said grandly, the three of them drinking from afar.

“So this is where you all are! I searched for half a day!” Suddenly, Zi Ying’s voice came from behind them, and they turned their heads together.

“Pfft…”

“Pfft…”

“Pfft…”

Seeing the scene before them, the three of them simultaneously spat out the wine in their mouths. On Zi Ying’s left shoulder, a strange creature was wrapped in a small outfit made of red duck feathers, struggling to extend a colorful wing. It was the Little Phoenix. On the other side, a small dragon wore a golden triangular hat and a white long outfit, longer on one side and shorter on the other, resembling a pet outfit for a dog.

How ridiculous it was!

“What? Isn’t it beautiful?” Zi Ying first held up the small dragon, then the Little Phoenix, almost showing off to the three of them.

“Uh… It’s beautiful, very beautiful…” the three replied in unison, secretly repenting in their hearts and apologizing to the heavens and gods.

“Hehe, of course! I spent an entire night making it, so it has to be beautiful! Just look at who made it!” Upon hearing this, Zi Ying immediately became happy.

Although the two little creatures felt a bit awkward, they now seemed to think it was truly beautiful, as Zi Ying had asked many people, and everyone said it was very pretty. They kept dancing in the air, striking various strange poses.

“Ah, poor little Divine Beasts…” The three silently mourned in their hearts. Tian Fan, feeling guilty, wiped the sweat from his forehead. If that living ancestor from the Immortal Island of No Return saw this, he would probably skin him alive in anger.

“By the way, Zi Ying, where’s that tiger? Why haven’t I seen it around?” Tian Fan asked curiously. It should have been guarding her all along, but since he returned and since Zi Ying was revived, he hadn’t seen that white tiger. To be honest, he missed it quite a bit.

“Hehe, I know about that. That old tiger is quite extraordinary!” Shangguan Yunfeng said. When Zi Ying was on the brink of life and death, after Tian Fan left the Shangguan Clan, Xiao Hua had been by her side. However, not long after, the white tiger began to fall into a deep sleep, occasionally emitting powerful waves of divine energy.

This alarmed several powerful old-timers of the Shangguan Family. After checking, they discovered that there was an extremely vast power within Xiao Hua. Because it was triggered, that power began to awaken slowly.

The old-timers were very cautious and moved it to the Shangguan Family’s secret grounds, assigning people to protect it closely. They didn’t know how long this awakening would take—maybe a few days, maybe years, or even hundreds or thousands of years—so comprehensive protective measures had to be put in place.

“No wonder! I was wondering why that damned tiger was so spirited; it was almost becoming a spirit!” Tian Fan said. With Zi Ying as a strong backing, he had suffered quite a bit from the white tiger. During that time, he often got bitten by the tiger, making him suspect that Xiao Hua was a dog that had mutated.

“You’re the one who’s damned!” Upon hearing Tian Fan’s words, Zi Ying immediately became dissatisfied and her little face turned red, as if recalling something.

“Young Master Tian Fan, oh, Miss, Young Master, you are all here!” A guard dressed in a servant’s outfit hurried over, bowing to the group without any restraint. The Shangguan Family was quite casual, with no strict hierarchy, so these people loved this family.

“What’s wrong? Is there something?” Shangguan Yunfeng asked.

“This morning, a young man with serious injuries was lying at the clan gate. He was very anxious, claiming to be a friend of Young Master Tian Fan, here to call for help, and then he fainted. He is currently in the hall, and the clan head is treating him. Please, Young Master Tian Fan, come over for a moment.” 

Hearing the guard’s words, Tian Fan was taken aback. A friend of his, a young man? Who could it be? Among the men he knew, only Xiang Yufei knew he was at the Shangguan Family, but he didn’t believe that cold man would seek help from anyone.

But aside from Xiang Yufei, Li Yunyang, the Holy Son of the Demon Palace, and a few others couldn’t possibly know he was at the Shangguan Family. Who could this person be?