Meng Fan wasn't too concerned about forces without a sage in charge, so he felt much more relaxed.
There was even a hint of disappointment in his eyes. He cultivated the Primordial Scripture of Nothingness, following the path of cultivating the three thousand laws simultaneously. His true combat power had never been fully unleashed, which made him extremely uncomfortable.
It is said that all people below the level of a saint are ants. He is now confident that he can break through this boundary. To be honest, he has no interest in quasi-saints who are at the same level as him!
"How do you classify world levels?"
“Worlds with fewer than one hundred laws are called the End of Dharma Worlds. These worlds have only a few dozen laws, which can only maintain world order and cannot give birth to cultivators. They are of little value and are generally not targeted by us.”
"Worlds with one hundred to nine hundred and ninety-nine laws are called minor worlds. These worlds have a certain value and will be supervised by people sent by the evil god. They will wait for the minor worlds to grow to the limit of nine hundred and ninety-nine laws before they are harvested."
"A world with one thousand to one thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine laws is called a middle thousand world. The strongest beings in such worlds can reach the immortal level."
“A world with two thousand to two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine laws is considered a Great Thousand World, and our Evil God’s world is a Great Thousand World.”
Seeing that the burly man had nothing more to say, Meng Fan asked, "What about the three thousand laws?"
"Three thousand laws? The Evil God once said that the Great Dao has three thousand complete laws, among which the law of power does not exist in the laws of the Heavenly Dao, therefore no Heavenly Dao can possess three thousand laws."
"Hmph! That's because you're ignorant."
Meng Fan smiled dismissively. The world within him was the complete Three Thousand Laws. Once it grew, who knew what it would become?
Furthermore, the big man's words also gave him some ideas. Reaching the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm requires constant comprehension of the Great Dao, let alone the Quasi-Saint realm.
Without the system's assistance, he might have tried to refine other Heavenly Dao Laws to strengthen himself in order to speed up his cultivation. Therefore, he didn't have a bad impression of this so-called evil god. At most, he just had the thought that if you mess with me, I will kill you.
How long have you been in our world?
"When we discovered your world's Heavenly Dao, it had over 1,600 laws. After hundreds of millions of years of development, it is now about to grow to 1,999 laws, which is considered the limit of the Middle Thousand Worlds. Therefore, it is about to be harvested. That's why I have been overseeing it here for hundreds of millions of years, leaving a few times along the way because of matters given to me by the Evil God."
"What's with your blue light barrier?"
“That is a life-saving item bestowed upon us by the Evil God: the Azure Ring. Each of us nine kings has one.”
The blue ring also gives a rough idea of the evil god's strength. With Meng Fan's current cultivation level, the evil god is nothing special.
"Well, to buy some time, you can stay here. Don't worry, although your movements are restricted here, you can still communicate with your mind. If you receive any orders from your so-called evil god, inform me immediately."
Meng Fan pointed out, and streams of law power entered Zhou Yi's body. Then, his figure flashed and disappeared.
On Monday, he didn't feel anything was amiss, thinking to himself, "You think I'd just do whatever you want? How could I betray the evil god?"
"Evil God? Who is the Evil God? That's right, the Evil God destroyed my hometown, killed my family, and insulted my wife. I endured humiliation and hardship, and finally climbed to this height, waiting for the opportunity to personally destroy the Evil God. Lord Meng Fan has given me this opportunity. I will definitely make you regret what you have done in the future, Evil God!"
On Monday, his gaze turned fierce as he cultivated. His memories had been casually altered by Meng Fan. A dignified Great Luo Golden Immortal was treated like a plaything in Meng Fan's hands. It was truly pathetic!
Meng Fan left the starry sky and instantly appeared in front of a woman.
Lian Yue was painting when her body suddenly tensed up. She cried out in surprise, sensing that familiar aura. She quickly suppressed the immortal power that was about to erupt and burst into tears of joy.
"Brother Meng, you've finally emerged from seclusion."
Meng Fan laughed and said, "It's been many years, and your touch is getting better and better!"
These words made Lian Yue blush with shyness, and she buried her face in Meng Fan's chest, not daring to look up at him.
"We've been married for so long, what's there to be shy about? Let me see how much your painting skills have improved."
"Ah, don't look."
Lian Yue hurriedly turned around to put away the scroll, but she was no match for Meng Fan's speed. By the time she turned around, the scroll had already appeared in Meng Fan's hands.
The man in the painting perfectly resembles Meng Fan, with both his appearance and expression being copied flawlessly, creating a vivid and evocative scene.
"Moon, is this me you drew? When did I become so handsome? You didn't keep a gigolo while I was in seclusion for a thousand years, did you?"
At this moment, Lian Yue disregarded her shyness and pretended to be angry, saying, "Yes, I drew a pretty boy!"
Meng Fan laughed heartily, picked up Lian Yue, and disappeared without a trace.
Three years later, Meng Fan emerged from the harem. Feeling refreshed and without any lingering attachment, he left the three women's residence and appeared before the Sweeping Monk in a flash.
Inside the quiet room of the Sweeping Monk, he sensed something, quickly turned around, and upon seeing Meng Fan, hurriedly stood up.
"This old monk pays his respects to the young master and congratulates him on his great progress in cultivation, which has once again manifested in the world."
Meng Fan smiled and said, "No need for formalities. I was able to leave this seclusion smoothly thanks to you. Let me see what you've accomplished over the years before we discuss this further."
"Yes, please follow me to the main hall, young master. I believe the other elders who have set foot in the starry sky will arrive shortly after."
Although the sweeping monk didn't understand what merit he had made in Meng Fan's exit from seclusion, he didn't ask further since Meng Fan didn't say.
Hearing this, he couldn't help but feel excited and wanted to laugh out loud, but with Meng Fan by his side, he couldn't be impolite.
The enemy from Chu, who was still searching each house one by one, became excited upon receiving the message from the Sweeping Monk.
He knew it was time to show off his achievements. He now had ten million immortal crystals in his possession, all thanks to the Bitter Serpent and the four Golden Immortals behind him. Otherwise, he wouldn't have such a large amount of immortal crystals.
"Brother Ku, Brother Xiao, and the three of you, our chance to make it big has arrived. You must seize this opportunity."
Xiao Lingyun was puzzled and asked, "Brother Chu, what's the meaning of your sudden excitement?"
Over the years, Kushe has traveled all over the country with Chu Di, offending all his own kind, but he has no regrets. As long as he serves Chu Di well, he is not afraid of anyone.
“Brother Chu, Brother Xiao is right. That man is my nephew. Although he has some assets, he shouldn’t have made you so excited.”
Chu Di didn't take it seriously and replied, "What do you know? My master just sent me a telepathic message saying that the Palace Master has emerged from seclusion. From now on, you must be careful with your words and actions, and follow my lead. If you're lucky, you can save yourself millions of years of hard work!"
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