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Chapter 364: Pushing Waves and Assisting Ripples

  “What? Do you want to return to the base and continue the construction of the Tianxuan Soul Locking Array?”

“You’re crazy?”

Seeing the aged Li Fan suddenly appear before him, Hao Hui was startled.

And when he heard Li Fan’s request, Hao Hui’s face first showed disbelief, thinking he had misheard.

After confirming repeatedly, he laughed incredulously and firmly refused.

“Friend Li, you’ve done enough already.”

“Leave the rest to other array masters.”

“Your current situation is not suitable for continuing the construction of the array.”

After hesitating for a moment, Hao Hui still suggested, “Friend, you’ve been trapped in the Age Devouring White Mist for too long, your lifespan is running out.”

“For now, you should seize every moment to cultivate.”

“See if you can break through to the Nascent Soul Realm before your lifespan ends.”

“With your talent, I don’t think there’s no chance to defy fate.”

Although Hao Hui’s words were very much to Li Fan’s liking, he still shook his head against his will and said, “Friend’s goodwill, I understand. However, one should know their own limitations. With my remaining lifespan, it’s absolutely impossible for me to cultivate to the Nascent Soul Realm!”

“Rather than wasting time on such meaningless things, it’s better to contribute my last bit of strength to the construction of the Tianxuan Soul Locking Array while I can still move.”

“If, in my lifetime, I can witness the Tianxuan Soul Locking Array enveloping the entire territory of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance.”

“Even if I die, I will have no regrets!”

Li Fan’s expression was solemn, his words righteous.

“If the rest of my life can only be spent aimlessly, waiting for death in confusion, I won’t be able to close my eyes even in death.”

“I hope my friend can fulfill this!”

Looking at Li Fan, who was serious beyond measure, Hao Hui was speechless.

Instinctively wanting to refuse, but seeing the extremely sincere gaze of the other party, there was an indescribable feeling in his heart.

“…Alright, friend, wait for me for a moment. I’ll go ask for instructions.”

Seeming afraid to face Li Fan again, Hao Hui hurriedly left.

Li Fan remained calm, patiently waiting.

After a while, Hao Hui returned with a complicated expression.

“Friend Li, your request has been approved. After this demonic sound tide subsides, our Azure Mystery Army will send someone to escort you back to the front lines.”

“In that case, thank you, Brother Hao.” Li Fan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, nodding in thanks.

“Friend Li Fan…” Seeing the relieved look on Li Fan’s snowy hair, Hao Hui couldn’t help but ask.

“What exactly is the reason?”

Li Fan’s actions had already exceeded Hao Hui’s comprehension.

He asked full of puzzlement.

Li Fan smiled without answering, bowed slightly, and walked away.

Leaving behind Hao Hui, bewildered and confused, standing still, silent for a long time.

As expected, the news that Li Fan, who was almost half dead, was about to return to the front line to construct arrays spread throughout the Broken Palm Immortal City in an instant.

Amidst the clamor, inevitable voices of doubt also arose.

However, half a month later, when Li Fan, under the escort of dozens of Azure Mystery Army soldiers, left the Eternal Immortal Stronghold once again and flew towards the Jaixu Outpost.

All doubts were dispelled without attack.

The cultivators were shocked by Li Fan’s choice, and at the same time, felt ashamed of their previous dirty thoughts.

Compared to the sacrifices Li Fan made, their own decades of service in guarding the Abyss seemed trivial.

As a result, an unprecedented wave emerged within the Azure Mystery Army.

No longer casually boasting about hardships, but beginning to compare the length of service in guarding the Abyss.

All of this, Li Fan, who arrived at the Jaixu Outpost, was unaware of.

Thanks to Li Fan’s timely request for assistance, before the supplies at the base were exhausted, reinforcements from the Eternal Immortal Stronghold successfully arrived.

Preventing a tragedy from happening.

Although letting Li Fan venture alone into the white mist resulted in some punishment for the surviving cultivators.

But compared to preserving their lives, all of this was nothing.

Moreover, at Li Fan’s plea.

He Chen, Kong Yu, and other cultivators eventually returned to the Jaixu Outpost, redeemed themselves, and assisted Li Fan in constructing arrays.

To ensure Li Fan’s safety, the number of escort troops from the Eternal Immortal Stronghold was tripled.

The amount of reserve supplies brought was beyond imagination, allowing for extravagant use without worrying about insufficient supplies.

And Li Fan didn’t rest for a moment.

When the long-raging demonic sound tide finally subsided, he directly continued the construction of the Soul Locking Array.

He Chen and the others had all received his life-saving grace.

The members of the Azure Mystery Army, even more so, were appointed and obeyed Li Fan’s words without hesitation.

In this small Jaixu Outpost, Li Fan also gained absolute authority.

With everything at his disposal, all orders would be completed with one hundred and twenty percent efficiency.

Coupled with Li Fan reversing his own will, from being idle to becoming a workaholic who forgot to rest.

The speed of array construction increased by nearly double compared to before.

Due to the impact of the previous demonic sound tide, array construction was forcibly halted.

Li Fan’s ranking on the Great Ranking Board had already dropped to the bottom, hovering around six hundred or so.

But as everyone began to rebuild, his ranking steadily rose, catching up with determination.

The rapid rise in Li Fan’s ranking didn’t attract much attention.

The most eye-catching figure on the entire list was still Guo Yezhong, with zero points.

This person seemed to completely disregard the so-called Great Ranking.

Cultivators discussed it one after another, but the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance didn’t take any special measures.

It was only rumored that Guo Yezhong was still within the territory of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, not having defected.

And he hadn’t given up the fight. When asked by others, he simply responded, “Who wins and who loses is still unknown.”

As Li Fan threw himself wholeheartedly into the construction of arrays, feeling the torment in his heart.

The anecdotes about him began to spread rapidly outside the Broken Palm Immortal City under the indication of interested parties.

Especially his touching deeds of continuing to construct the Tianxuan Soul Locking Array despite undergoing tremendous changes and his lifespan running out.

They were glorified.

Soon, almost every cultivator outside seclusion in the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance knew about Li Fan’s actions.

Whether to believe it or not was another matter.

Li Fan’s communication talisman was the first to explode.

He Zhenghao, the Oracle Child, and acquaintances from the former Universal Pavilion all sent messages inquiring. (TL Note: Oracle child, who? If anyone knows comment)

There were too many, so Li Fan had to set up an automatic reply, briefly explaining the situation.

Naturally, his friends lamented and admired Li Fan extremely.

A few even promised to find longevity treasures for Li Fan.

Li Fan thanked each one.

Then he continued to throw himself tirelessly into the construction of arrays.

In this way, two years passed.

One day, a colorful light tore through the white mist and headed straight for the Broken Palm Immortal City.

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    (TL Note: Oracle child, who? If anyone knows comment)

    If you don't know oracle child.. then you're not fated to meet them.. (there are 2 oracles I know of)
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    You can do this old
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    Ironically reading this while Listening to Jet Set Run goes hard, despite how much Li Fan does not want to do this XD
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    Chapter 364 – Waves Beneath the Tide

    “What? You want to return to the outpost and continue constructing the Tianxuan Lock-Spirit Formation?”

    “Have you lost your mind?”

    When the elderly, white-haired Li Fan appeared before him once more, Hao Hui nearly leapt from his seat in shock.

    And when Li Fan calmly stated his request, Hao Hui’s expression shifted from disbelief to incredulity. He even thought his ears had deceived him.

    After confirming it several times, he could only laugh bitterly in anger and reject the idea outright.

    “Fellow Daoist Li, you’ve already done more than enough.”

    “Leave the rest to the other formation masters.”

    “In your current condition, you are absolutely unfit to continue such strenuous work.”

    After a moment’s hesitation, Hao Hui still tried to advise him sincerely.

    “Daoist, you spent far too long within the Devouring Essence White Mist. Your lifespan is nearly spent.

    At this point, you should seize every remaining breath to cultivate.

    If you can break through to the Nascent Soul Realm before your end arrives, perhaps… there is still a sliver of chance to defy fate.”

    His words, though kind, were exactly the sort Li Fan wanted to hear—yet he still shook his head with quiet resolve.

    “Your concern honors me, Daoist Hao, but I am well aware of my own limits. With what little life remains, it is impossible for me to reach the Nascent Soul Realm.”

    “Rather than waste what time I have on a futile pursuit, I would rather spend my last strength helping to complete the Tianxuan Lock-Spirit Formation.”

    “If before my death I can witness that formation covering the entire territory of the Myriad Immortal Alliance—then even in death, I would have no regrets.”

    Li Fan’s face was solemn, his voice ringing with righteous conviction.

    “If the rest of my days are to be spent in idle waiting, doing nothing of worth, then even in death I would not find peace.”

    “I ask that you grant me this wish!”

    Faced with Li Fan’s unwavering eyes, Hao Hui was struck speechless.

    Every instinct told him to refuse, yet that sincerity—so calm, so fierce—silenced all protest.

    “…Very well. Wait here a moment, Daoist. I shall seek permission from above.”

    It seemed he dared not linger in Li Fan’s presence any longer. He turned and hurried away.

    Li Fan remained still, unhurried, patiently waiting.

    Nearly half a day later, Hao Hui returned, his expression complicated.

    “Daoist Li,” he said softly, “your request has been approved. Once the current Demonic Sound Tide subsides, our Qingxuan Army will escort you back to the front line.”

    Li Fan exhaled softly, as if a great weight had been lifted. “Then I must thank you, Brother Hao.”

    “Li Fan…” Hao Hui looked at the old man—white hair, sunken eyes, and yet, upon receiving his mission, a faint smile of relief.

    He could not help but ask, voice filled with confusion:

    “Why? Why would you go so far?”

    Li Fan merely smiled without answering. He clasped his hands in farewell, turned, and walked away—leaving Hao Hui standing there, dazed and speechless, his thoughts in disarray.


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    As expected, word spread swiftly.

    That half-dead elder, Li Fan, was returning to the front lines to rebuild the formation.

    In an instant, the entire Severed-Palm Immortal City was thrown into uproar.

    Shock gave way to debate, and doubt naturally followed.

    Yet, half a month later, when Li Fan appeared once more before the masses—escorted by dozens of Qingxuan Army cultivators—and set forth toward the Jiaxu Outpost under countless watching eyes, all suspicion collapsed into silence.

    Everyone was stunned by his decision.

    And many felt a quiet shame, remembering their own selfish thoughts.

    Compared to Li Fan’s sacrifice, what was their hardship?

    To guard the roaring Abyss of Chizha for decades without rest suddenly seemed a trivial matter.

    Thus, within the Qingxuan Army, a new current began to stir—one unlike anything before.

    No longer did they boast of their toil and endurance; instead, they began to compete over who had served longer at the Abyss.

    A silent transformation had begun.


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    Of all this, Li Fan knew nothing.

    Thanks to his earlier plea for aid, reinforcements from the Eternal Immortal Bastion had arrived before the outpost’s supplies ran out, averting what might have been a great tragedy.

    Those who had let Li Fan venture alone into the White Mist were reprimanded, but compared to keeping their lives, such punishment was a small price to pay.

    And through Li Fan’s personal intercession, He Chen, Kong Yu, and the others were allowed to return to the Jiaxu Outpost—to atone through service and assist in rebuilding the formation.

    To ensure Li Fan’s safety, the Eternal Immortal Bastion tripled the number of guards assigned to him.

    The supplies sent along were abundant beyond imagination—more than enough to squander freely without fear of shortage.

    Li Fan wasted not a single moment.

    As soon as the long-lasting Demonic Sound Tide finally subsided, he resumed construction immediately.

    He Chen and the others owed him their lives; the Qingxuan soldiers, too, had been ordered to obey him without question.

    Thus, within the small Jiaxu Outpost, Li Fan’s authority became absolute.

    His commands were executed with unwavering precision—completed not merely fully, but perfectly.

    And having once again gone against his own will, Li Fan transformed from someone who once sought to “slack whenever possible” into one who worked without rest, a tireless craftsman devoted wholly to his cause.

    The speed of construction doubled.

    Earlier, because of the Demonic Sound Tide, all work had been suspended.

    Li Fan’s ranking on the Grand Formation Tournament list had fallen to the very bottom—around the six-hundredth mark.

    Now that the rebuilding had begun anew, his progress rose steadily, climbing once more.

    Yet few paid attention to his name.

    The one who drew the most notice on the ranking board was still Guo Yezhong—who sat stubbornly at zero points.

    He seemed utterly indifferent to the competition itself.

    Cultivators whispered endlessly, but the Myriad Immortal Alliance took no action, only spreading quiet word that Guo Yezhong remained within their territory and had not defected.

    When asked, he simply replied, “Victory or defeat—who can say?”


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    While Li Fan poured his entire heart and soul into the formation, enduring the slow torment within, stories of his devotion began to spread—subtly, yet purposefully—beyond the Severed-Palm Immortal City.

    In particular, the tale of how, despite his withered lifespan and decaying body, he still burned his final strength for the Tianxuan Lock-Spirit Formation—

    —that story was told and retold, embellished and praised, until it echoed throughout the entire Myriad Immortal Alliance.

    Whether they believed or doubted no longer mattered.

    Li Fan’s communication talisman was the first to break under the flood of messages.

    He received inquiries from He Zhenghao, the Oracle Child, and old friends from the Huanyu Courtyard of years past.

    There were simply too many to answer. In the end, Li Fan set up an automatic reply, briefly explaining his situation.

    His friends all lamented his fate and expressed deep admiration.

    Several even vowed to search for longevity treasures on his behalf.

    Li Fan thanked them one by one, then quietly returned to his work.

    He labored on without pause, immersed in the endless web of runes and spirit lines.

    Thus, two years passed in silence.

    One day, a streak of seven-colored radiance tore through the White Mist—
    rushing straight toward Severed-Palm Immortal City.

    (End of Chapter)


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    Как же Ли Фань не понимает, что истинный смысл очищения сердца это совершения праведных поступков а не противоречие своему дао сердцу
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    This gives me goosebumps. pressure
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    Nah this new tl doesn't know anything bro evil
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    Why bother to even translate if you didn't read the novel, you're a sinner that ruined a priceless scripture. evil
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    He Zhenghao, the Oracle Child, and acquaintances from the former Universal Pavilion all sent messages inquiring. (TL Note: Oracle child, who? If anyone knows comment)

    He's a fan of Ling Xiao who wrote 18+ books. Ling Xiao is the brother of Tian Yang. You know this phrase:
    "Tian, Yang's, Soul!"
    ...
    "Not, Weaker, Than, Man!"
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      They could be referring to the Oracle girl who is the daughter of his friend...
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        No, when you search the whole novel typing "Oracle" only a fan of Ling Xiao's book appears:
        Li Fan, after he finished uploading Ling Xiao's posthumous works, didn't pay much attention to it. He was contemplating how to break the deadlock of the Eternal Remembrance. Suddenly, he received a friend request.
        "Tianyun Province, Oracle? Who is this?" Li Fan felt a bit puzzled.
        "No realm information displayed; his cultivation should be above Golden Core."
        After some thought, Li Fan accepted the friend request.
        A refined middle-aged man dressed in snowy white robes appeared in front of Li Fan.
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        I double checked in Chinese, it's indeed him (神諭子)
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          That just means oracle, and He Xinxin is the daughter of an unmet oracle (and his friend He Zhenghao). She discovered his missing 10 years through divination. This is more inline with Oracle Child than the casual Middle aged man. He Xinxin is who I was referring to...
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            Why would he communicate with his friends daughter? 😤
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            Bro, you’re wrong, the translator mistranslated oracle into oracle child, before the new translator, he was just called oracle, he hasn’t messaged the child of his friend once why would he randomly get a message now? It’s definitely the oracle
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      TIAN YANG!!!

      Besides MC I like Tian Yang the most.
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    Guo Yezhong seems to know something, but at the same time if those arrays so important why alliance not forcing the guy to start doing shit?
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