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The small courtyard is tranquil, the wind rustles the leaves, creating a gentle rustling sound, with a faint death aura pervading the air!

"This is an essential scroll of Mystical Skill, but it’s extremely profound, and it’s quite difficult for ordinary people to comprehend..."

Zi Huan arrived, bringing Ye Fan an ancient manuscript.

Clearly, this is a flawed Mystical Skill, merely a scroll of notes. After carefully perusing it, Ye Fan was left speechless.

This scroll of Mystical Skill is terribly incomplete, and the text is also obscure and archaic, nearly impossible to decipher.

However, if one ponders it carefully, one can still discern the extraordinary aspects of this Mystical Skill, somewhat resembling the Mystical Skills of sects and holy lands in the Xuan Realm.

This Mystical Skill involves cultivating blood and Qi, sharing a slight resemblance with the Nine Heavens Profound Skill. The Demon Clan, which lacks blood and Qi internally, naturally cannot comprehend or master it.

"This scroll of Mystical Skill... is too severely flawed!"

Seeing Zi Huan bring a Cultivation Technique that the Demon Clan cannot practice, Ye Fan deliberately showed displeasure, but inside he was secretly delighted, realizing that such shadows resembling Xuan Realm’s Mystical Skills could be seen here in the Demon World, further proving the intricate connections between the Demon World and the Xuan Realm.

"It is said that this was authored by a Quasi-Emperor of our clan after battling in the Star Universe, but none of the successors have managed to grasp its essence or master it."

Zi Huan expressed slight embarrassment, considering she promised Ye Fan he could view her clan’s Mystical Skills, yet handed over such a nearly useless scroll instead; she found it somewhat awkward.

"If this Mystical Skill could indeed be mastered, it would be truly heaven-defying!" Ye Fan muttered.

"This scroll was left by an ancestor of our clan, even the Heavenly King of Demon City borrowed it once, do not underestimate it!" said an old man resembling a servant beside them.

"Did the Heavenly King manage to master it?" Ye Fan asked.

"No!"

The old man, akin to a servant, replied awkwardly.

"Well, isn’t that the case? Even the Heavenly King couldn’t master it; do you think my comprehension surpasses the Heavenly King’s?"

Ye Fan rolled his eyes and finally kept it, thinking that if someday he accidentally reveals he possesses blood and Qi, he could use this scroll of Mystical Skill to cover it up.

"Sorry, I know I’ve let down Brother Ye, how about this: I’ll request my father to grant you a Cultivation Holy Land that could accelerate your cultivation one to two times faster." Zi Huan felt a bit awkward.

"There are such places?" Ye Fan asked in surprise.

"Of course, our clan has grown to be a formidable presence precisely due to the existence of these Cultivation Holy Lands; each Holy Land has a Supreme Formation underneath it, gathering Death Qi from all directions for our cultivation." explained the old man resembling a servant.

"I see!"

Ye Fan understood that it followed the same principle as human cultivators using the Gathering Essence Array to forcibly amass Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi for cultivation.

Shortly afterward, Zi Tianmo appeared, entering the courtyard where Ye Fan was located, and upon learning the situation, showed a surprised expression, saying, "Could it be ’Death Lake’, or ’White Bone Ridge’? Both are Cultivation Holy Lands."

Upon learning that Zi Huan had also gifted Ye Fan that scroll of ancestral Mystical Skill, Zi Tianmo was momentarily stunned, then laughed, saying, "Those two Holy Lands have long been occupied by our clan’s young talents; I’ll take a look for you. Our clan’s territory is vast, and there certainly are more than just those two Holy Lands, surely I can choose one that is not inferior to them for you."

"That would be a great help, Brother Tian Mo!"

Ye Fan forced a smile, not believing a single punctuation of Zi Tianmo’s words.

Previously, Zi Tianmo plotted to kill him to silence him, and now, in a short turnaround, his attitude shifted one hundred and eighty degrees, is that possible?

"No need to be courteous, it’s what you deserve; you saved Sister Zi Huan, from now on, we are family." Zi Tianmo smiled slightly and hurried away.

Soon after, Ye Fan received word that the Clan Leader of the Purple Demon Clan planned to allocate him a Cultivation Holy Land as gratitude for saving Zi Huan Lingzhu.

"The plan has commenced..."

Upon receiving this news, Ye Fan smiled silently.

"Congratulations, Brother Ye! It’s an Ancient Battlefield, with frequent phenomena occurring. Cultivation there would undoubtedly yield twice the result with half the effort, possibly even unexpected benefits; I fought hard for you to get this, many clansmen covet this Holy Land." Zi Tianmo appeared once again, speaking to Ye Fan.

"I genuinely appreciate it, Brother Tian Mo!" Ye Fan said.

"No need for formality between us; it’s close to the cultivation sites of me and Sister Zi Huan, we can visit you sometimes, don’t refuse, or both Sister Zi Huan and I will be upset." Zi Tianmo patted Ye Fan’s shoulder, appearing very familiar.

Zi Tianmo left, and Ye Fan glanced at his retreating figure, asking the old servant beside him: "Is that Ancient Battlefield truly unique?"

"Well..."

The old servant hesitated for a moment, seeing Zi Tianmo had disappeared, then said: "Indeed it is unique; over the endless ages, countless clansmen have cultivated there, yet inexplicably died."

"What?"

Ye Fan was greatly startled, a trace of coldness flashing in his eyes, pondering for a long time before saying: "I must explore the peculiarity!"

"Young man, I advise you not to go; those young clansmen before you thought alike, wishing to unveil the mysteries of the Ancient Battlefield, only to end up dead." The old servant warned.

"Don’t worry, I’ll proceed with caution!"

Ye Fan’s eyes shimmered with confidence, even though that ancient battlefield was perilous, he was determined to venture through it.

Having braved so many dangers, he was fearless, having conquered the most challenging Xing Kong Gu Road, why would he fear an ancient battlefield?

"Youthful ignorance, oh youthful ignorance!"

The old servant shook his head and sighed: "Do you know whose territory it originally was? That was Zi Tianmo’s territory, and now he’s willingly dividing it for you. Do you think he’s doing it out of goodwill? He wants to kill you!"

"I hold no grudge against him, why does he want to kill me?"

Ye Fan quickly thought of Zi Huan, she is the Spirit Master of the Purple Demon Clan, incredibly beautiful, could it be because of her?

"You aren’t entirely foolish, that’s precisely the reason!"

The old servant said: "Zi Huan is our Purple Demon Clan’s Spirit Master, and Tian Mo is the first genius of the younger generation. He always regards Zi Huan Spirit Master as his future companion, but Zi Huan Spirit Master never gives him a kind face. Your appearance now makes him feel threatened, he naturally wants to eliminate you quickly!"

"Since Zi Tianmo is the first genius of your clan, why are you telling me this? Aren’t you afraid I’ll thwart his plan?" Ye Fan asked curiously.

"I am the Spirit Master’s Death Soldier..."

The old servant was silent for a moment before speaking.

"What anomalies have occurred at that ancient battlefield?"

Even knowing Zi Tianmo wants to harm him, Ye Fan felt no fear and wanted to check out that ancient battlefield.

Because, generally speaking, the more dangerous a place is, the greater the opportunity it presents, it’s a law of the Xuan Realm!

"You really intend to go there?"

The old servant looked at Ye Fan curiously, a bit perplexed.

He had already explained that the ancient battlefield was very sinister, often exhibiting anomalies, and hardly anyone leaves alive, yet Ye Fan still wants to go. It’s uncertain whether he’s brave or recklessly ignorant!

"Of course, how could one miss such a great place!" Ye Fan radiated strong confidence, speaking calmly.

"Alright then, if anything happens don’t blame this old servant for not warning you!"

The old servant sighed, recounting the anomalies that occurred at the ancient battlefield to Ye Fan.

Legend has it, that it is an ancient battlefield left from the battles between Ancient Gods and Demons, very sinister. Some have heard the sounds of battle at midnight, others have witnessed the phenomena of the battles.

And shortly after seeing these anomalies, those people became a pool of pus, even their Divine Souls dissolved, leaving nothing behind.

The Purple Demon Family has also sent strong people to investigate several times, but in the end, all were inconclusive, not discovering anything, even losing two important family members.

Since then, the cultivation holy land has been ignored, despite being within Zi Tianmo’s territory, no one is willing to cultivate there, as it equates to courting death.

"What, you want to go to the ancient battlefield?"

When Zi Huan returned and heard Ye Fan’s decision, she widened her eyes in amazement, appearing incredulous.

The ancient battlefield is a relic left from the battles of Ancient Gods and Demons, time passes, tens of thousands of years have gone by, it has long since become barren.

"You cannot go there, countless clan members have died there over time, none has ever gained anything, it is a dead land!"

Zi Huan firmly opposed, possessing a devilish figure, ********, standing gracefully, enchanting red lips, a refined nose, eyes as blue as the ocean, mesmerizing, emitting a deadly allure, standing opposite Ye Fan with a faint fragrance wafting in.

"I spoke to my father about giving you Death Lake or White Bone Ridge, places perfect for cultivation and twice as fast as others, with intertwined Heaven and Earth Tao Markings." Zi Huan hastily explained.

Hearing Zi Huan’s explanation, Ye Fan understood clearly, it must be Zi Tianmo causing trouble behind the scenes, being the first genius of the entire Purple Demon Family, his words carry weight, even the Clan Leader would consider his proposal.

"No need to change, I want to see what’s so special about that ancient battlefield." Ye Fan said with a smile.

"Tens of thousands of years have passed, countless clan members gained nothing, residing there led to disaster, why risk it?"

Upon hearing this, Zi Huan’s **** heaved intensely due to emotional fluctuation, tumultuous waves.

"I have my own discretion!"

Ye Fan did not change his mind, claiming he was merely observing and would not stay long, nothing would happen.

"You saved my life, intending to repay you, but such an incident has occurred."

Zi Huan sighed softly, taking out a Purple Jade Bottle and handing it to Ye Fan.

The Purple Jade Bottle, even sealed, still emits a dense death aura, absolutely harmful to ordinary human cultivators.

However——

For the demon clan’s cultivators, it’s a supreme tonic, their favorite, able to enhance their power, purify impurities in their death qi, and improve their physique.

"Death Spirit Divine Liquid!"

Zi Tianmo suddenly appeared, eyes widened in shock.

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