Out of fear of death, Invest Everything into Health-Chapter 427 - 192: Heaven’s Execution Draws Near! Heaven’s Execution Draws Near!
Guan Xin swallowed nervously, her fingers trembling.
A single robbery could equal a hundred rescue efforts!
She quickly picked up her small notebook to do the math, then asked, "How large does the robbery need to be to equal a hundred?"
Fan Wubing unleashed his divine sense—
Now, with his divine sense crystallized to over twenty quadrillion blood bars, it could cover a range of three hundred thousand li.
The only drawback was the considerable mental exhaustion.
So he didn’t use it often.
After a sweep, his eyes lit up, and he said to Guan Xin with a playful smile, "How about robbing a secret stash left by a fallen Tribulation Immortal? Over there, there are a dozen fleets, over a hundred ships. Just think about it, one time can equal a hundred times, a once-and-for-all chance."
Under such tempting persuasion, Guan Xin finally succumbed, nervously saying:
"Alright! Let’s do it!"
Fan Wubing subtly gestured to Luo Qingyao, signaling completion, then maneuvered the Dharma Image Dragon to turn and accelerate, speeding off.
During this time, Guan Xin had regained her Fetal Movement Realm cultivation and could faintly use the Great Dao. Of course, her actual combat strength was certainly more than just Fetal Movement; a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, after all. Once a Mahayana, now with the body of Fetal Movement, defeating a Distraction Realm opponent would be easy, and with effort, even a typical Integration power should be no problem.
The group was ready to go.
A grand-scale robbery for the ages!
Soon, the Dharma Image Dragon stopped above a certain sea.
They looked down to see a rift about a li high and ten zhang wide, from which a rich aura and tenacious Great Dao emanated.
Below, centered on the rift, anchored were a dozen fleets, hundreds of ships, with flags fluttering fiercely in the strong wind.
People were continually entering the rift.
Guan Xin stared wide-eyed, breathing heavily, "That’s a small world!"
Later, Fan Wubing discovered that a small world required at least one heavenly tribulation and a baptism by the Heavenly Dao to condense. Alternatively, mastering the mysterious Cosmic Dao could forcibly condense one.
That implies that the Eternal Immortal Sect’s Peach Branch Small Profound Realm was never a fragment of a small world of an Integration Great Power.
Thinking again, how could anything that could contain Peach Blossoms be just an ordinary small world?
Then how did the Peach Blossoms that could cut off the Ascension Platform end up in such a state? Whose small world fragment was it?
And who was the first Sect Leader of the Eternal Immortal Sect who managed to obtain a fragment?
Consider the Cangxuan Tower, an Innate treasure, just languishing in the Eternal Immortal Sect...
There are many unanswered questions.
Fan Wubing set aside these thoughts, retracted the Dharma Image Dragon, and led the three of them toward the small world’s rift.
Many had already gone inside, but many others chose to observe.
The enormous spatial rift exuded a void-like blackness, deep and silent. It hovered in the air, ancient and eternal, flaunting the fallen Tribulation Immortal’s pride and greatness.
Fan Wubing and his group advanced towards the rift.
As they approached the entrance, a voice suddenly called out to them,
"Fellow Daoist, please wait!"
Turning back, they saw a young man who appeared about twenty-seven or twenty-eight, but his real age was nearly sixty.
He wore sky-blue long robes and was quite handsome, with thick eyebrows and large eyes. His eyebrows were especially thick, like silkworms resting above his eyes, and his forehead was broad and full. Unusually, his left hand had only four fingers, while his right had six, appearing to be congenital and not out of place.
His aura was calm and resilient, his Great Dao mysterious yet reclusive.
After a quick look over, Fan Wubing asked, "What’s the matter?"
Yan Hui approached with a smile, "I am Yan Hui, greetings to you all..." His gaze lingered momentarily on Xianchan, who only reached Fan Wubing’s waist, making him pause and think: seeking treasures while bringing family along? But he continued, "...Fellow Daoists."
Then he said, "Just now I divined a hexagram, and entering the rift now is truly an ill-timed, dangerous moment! It’s best not to risk yourselves."
Fan Wubing paused slightly, "What are you getting at?"
"Do you mean only good things happen if entered at an opportune time? Entering during a dangerous moment spells danger?"
Yan Hui quickly smiled, "Indeed!"
Fan Wubing chuckled, "And you’re telling this to everyone, I suppose."
Yan Hui nodded, sighing, "Sadly, most don’t heed my words and rush in at dangerous times, who knows what fate they face now."
Fan Wubing queried further, "This spatial rift has been open for more than a day, right? Has there been a so-called opportune moment during this time?"
"Yes! Just the previous moment." 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶
"And why didn’t you enter then?"
Yan Hui replied, "Naturally, I stayed outside to warn those attempting entry at dangerous times."
What a selfless act!
Fan Wubing wittily asked, "Then, fellow Daoist, why not go and help those entering at dangerous times."
"I lack the strength for such assistance and can only advise."
"Then please continue your warnings."
With that, Fan Wubing headed towards the rift.
Who knows what this guy’s intentions are. It’s one thing for people to choose auspicious days to act, but his precise timing is hard to trust. Of course, with so many people in the Cultivation Realm, encountering odd characters isn’t surprising.
Yan Hui loudly called, "Fellow Daoist, be careful!"
After seeing Fan Wubing and his companions enter the small world rift, he swiftly raised his six-fingered right hand, calculating rapidly and muttering to himself.
His expression soon shifted from relaxed to solemn, then from solemn to perplexed, finally turning into fear.
Suddenly, his sixth finger was inexplicably severed by something, the cut remarkably clean.
