Chapter 48 Ancient Scripture that Cannot Exist in this World

“We share blessings and misfortune together. Since you want to leave, I’ll leave with you.” Pang Bo was very firm and resolute that he had to leave with Ye Fan. But Ye Fan didn’t agree. Since Pang Bo had been declared an immortal sprout, his future prospects would be very bright. If he were to leave, he would be returning to zero, and his path onwards would be unknown and full of mishaps.

“There’s also another reason why I’m leaving. When we forcefully suppressed Han Feiyu, he ended up losing all his face…”

Pang Bo immediately interrupted him, “Don’t worry about him. Since I’m now an immortal sprout, he definitely won’t dare to act rashly in the near future. Once our strength grows more in the future, there won’t be any need to fear him.

Ye Fan shook his head. “Although on the surface it appears that simple, I’ve been asking many people for some information and I found that his great uncle is an expert at refining medicine. He’s right in the middle of doing everything he can do refine a furnace of ‘Yang Recovery Pills’ that increase lifespan. These last few years he has been collecting the relevant spiritual medicines at any cost, and he often even personally goes out to search deep in the mountains. Just a couple days after he returned, Han Feiyu came to bother us. I’m afraid that this situation isn’t that normal.”

Pang Bo nodded his head when he heard this. From the start, he had felt that it was strange. They had no enmity with Han Feiyu, so why would he suddenly attack them? Before that day, they basically had no interaction with him.

“Then are you guessing that…his great uncle is after us?” Pang Bo’s mind was very agile, and in an instant he thought of many things. They two of them had once eaten a sacred medicine that had returned them back to their youth. If Elder Han knew about this, then it really was possible that he had his sights on them.

“I’ll bet that his longevity is at its end and so that’s why he’s so focused on refining the Yang Recovery Pills, and why he’s after us. Since you’ve been declared an immortal sprout, there’s no way he’ll dare to come after you. But if I were to continue to stay here, there definitely will be some unexpected situations.”

“That old b.a.s.t.a.r.d!” Pang Bo frowned when he heard this. He no longer stopped Ye Fan from leaving, but he still persevered in going with him.

“If you come with me, then I won’t go.” Ye Fan very bluntly knocked down this idea. He didn’t want to slow down Pang Bo’s cultivation, and the Spirit Ruins Paradise was the best option for him at the moment.

Pang Bo naturally understood Ye Fan very well. Seeing him act this way, he no longer continued arguing that he would leave, silently sitting there in a melancholy manner.

“Go find a brush and paper. I’ll pa.s.s on the ancient scripture to you.”

Ye Fan had already told Pang Bo about receiving an ancient scripture from the ancient bronze coffin. He had once tried reciting a couple lines from it for Pang Bo, but he couldn’t understand it at all since it was so abstruse and obscure. Even Ye Fan didn’t understand its meaning. He had spent a long time a.n.a.lyzing it, but he couldn’t understand even the slightest bit.

“That scripture is completely incomprehensible to me. Even if you leave it behind for me, it’s no use. I’ll definitely have access to many mystical arts from the Spirit Ruins Paradise, so you don’t need to write it down.”

Ye Fan didn’t listen to him. Grabbing a brush and paper, he began to write. At the moment he began to move the brush, a loud and resounding heavenly music seemed to fill his heart. Hundreds of ancient words trickled through his mind, a refres.h.i.+ng and calming sensation. Ye Fan’s brush wove back and forth. In one breath, he quickly left behind line after line of writing. But at this moment, a bizarre event occurred.

The brush stopped and the words disappeared!

Once the brush stopped, the lines of ancient characters that had been written all slowly faded before completely disappearing, and even the paper turned to ash. It was like a mysterious power was contained within the tip of the brush.

At this moment, the ancient words in Ye Fan’s heart slowly sank back and the sound faded. Beside him, Pang Bo was stupefied. This was far too mysterious, almost feeling demonic. Only after a long time did he say, “I think…you shouldn’t write it. This incomprehensible writing is too strange.”

They had never before seen such ancient characters. Even the bell-cauldron script was not as ancient as those characters. Originally, Ye Fan didn’t understand the characters’ meanings either, but once the heavenly music sounded in his heart, the meanings of the characters were gradually deeply imprinted inside him.

Ye Fan lowered his head in thought. He recalled something that senior Wu Qingfeng had once said about the sacred writings of the Ancient Desolation. Each word was condensed from hints of the Dao and possessed an unfathomable and immeasurable strength. Just trying to copy it would cause an indescribable and bizarre occurrence. Some people speculated that these ancient characters were connected to the energy of heaven and earth, causing the natural energy to become chaotic, and thus all kinds of indescribable events would occur.

“Does that mean each line of these ancient characters has a condensed a certain type of ‘power?’ When it’s written down, the surrounding Qi of heaven and earth becomes chaotic and destroys the paper…” Ye Fan muttered to himself.

He then started to write it once more, this time on the ground. When the brush stopped, a tiny electric arc streaked across the ground, and all the words were completely annihilated.

Pang Bo felt that this was far too freakish, saying, “This scripture disturbs demons! Don’t write it!”

“It’s not that it’s demonic, it’s just that these ancient characters are too extraordinary. Each stroke has condensed a certain ‘power’ that can disturb heaven and earth’s Qi fluctuations. Once all the ‘power’ has gathered together, it’s enough to disturb heaven and earth’s energy, which forms a strength that wipes out the ancient scripture.” This was Ye Fan’s conclusion.

The ancient scripture appeared even more unfathomable, and it was hard to imagine the power of the person who left it behind. When the hundreds of ancient characters were written together, the ancient scripture would be destroyed. It was as if the ancient scripture could not exist in this world.

Ye Fan stopped trying. This ancient scripture was too difficult and profound to understand. Even if he left it for Pang Bo, he still wouldn’t be able to gain anything from it.

In the end, Ye Fan decided to leave, and Pang Bo sent him off in silence. Following the cobblestone path, they walked out from the immortal mountains and arrived at the Spirit Ruins Paradise’s exit. When they stepped onto those bluestone steps, the ancient scripture in Ye Fan’s heart once more began to echo within him. He turned to Pang Bo and said, “These hundred bluestone steps are not ordinary. You should come here more often when you have time…”

Just at this moment, Pang Bo’s eyes widened and he said, “Don’t go.”

Ye Fan also sensed something. Turning his head to look, he saw a figure flash and disappear; it was one of the youths they had buried headfirst back then.

“Han Feiyu is really unwilling. He actually sent people to monitor us.”

“You can’t leave now. Since you’ve been seen by them, they’ll definitely go intercept you halfway and kill you.”

Ye Fan also nodded. On the road back, they didn’t see that youth anymore, but they did see Han Feiyu rus.h.i.+ng over as fast as lightning with several people following behind him along the way.

Pang Bo’s face immediately became ashen. If he had not inadvertently noticed that youth tailing them and let Ye Fan leave today, he would definitely have regretted it for the rest of his life. He angrily raged, “Han Feiyu, you son of a b.i.t.c.h! With your great uncle’s support, you think you can do whatever you please? Kill whoever you want?! If you have the ability then come here and try killing me!”

Hearing this kind of rage, Han Feiyu’s expression immediately became green. If other Elders of the Sect Leader were to misunderstand that he wanted to kill a Spirit Ruins Paradise’s immortal sprout, even with his great uncle’s support, he definitely wouldn’t be able to protect his life.

“Don’t make stuff up. I just happened to be traveling here by chance.” Saying this, he brought the few people behind back into the distance, cutting a sorry figure. He really had been after Ye Fan. When he had heard the news that he was leaving, he had immediately rushed over in order to kill him on the road.

Pang Bo angrily gnashed his teeth. “This despicable fellow really is evil. He actually sent someone to spy on us. He must be looking for an opportunity to attack us; you should temporarily put off leaving.”

Ye Fan nodded. Before his strength reached a certain point he couldn’t rashly leave; otherwise, he might really end up losing his life.

For the next month, everything was very calm. Han Feiyu didn’t dare to send someone to spy on them again and was much more restrained, as he was afraid that Pang Bo would make a report to the other Elders.

Today, Pang Bo came back from Elder Wu Qingfeng with a rather sullen expression.

“What happened?” Ye Fan asked.

“It’s good news for you, I guess, but not for me.” Pang Bo sighed. “I also feel that staying in the Spirit Ruins Paradise is no use for you, so I asked Elder Wu Qingfeng to send you to some faraway place…”

“It really is a good piece of news.” Ye Fan laughed. “It’s not like I’m leaving forever. You don’t need to sigh. In the future, we’ll definitely see each other again. At that time, I hope you’ll have already become the Sect Leader Pang who fights the heavens, whose name shocks the Eastern Wastelands, and who can cause the Sacred Lands and Ancient Desolation n.o.ble families to feel fear.”

Pang Bo truly didn’t wish to part with Ye Fan, but he didn’t have any other ideas. “Wait a couple days. Elder Wu Qingfeng has been selecting some promising disciples these days to bring outside the Spirit Ruins Paradise and go experience the primal ruins.”

Countless years ago, the land the current Spirit Ruins Paradise was built on was just a pile of ruins. It had been cleared out by others and became one of the Blessed Paradises. It could be said that the Spirit Ruins Paradise history extended back extremely far, even to the times of the Ancient Desolation.

The primal ruins were extremely large, practically endless. The Spirit Ruins Paradise was just a small tidied-up part of it. There was still an extremely vast area that had not been cleared out. In those ancient ruins, ancient trees soared to the heavens, various rare beasts and fowl were present, and many precious medicinal herbs could be found. Each year, the Spirit Ruins Paradise’s Elders would lead their disciples. Not only was it a training exercise, it could also increase the disciples’ knowledge and experience.

The ancient forested ruins weren’t a holy land. Many ferocious and vicious beasts resided within, and although it was said that the Elders would be guiding them, there would be blood spilled every year.

“It is said that there are many precious medicinal herbs, and even rarer spiritual medicines. If you are lucky and able to gather them, you can immediately trade them to the Elders for medicinal pills,” said Pang Bo. Looking at Ye Fan, he continued, “Right now, you urgently need Hundred Herb Liquid. If we can reap some kind of harvest from that place, we can immediately exchange it for what we need.”