Chapter 826: The Troublemaker Wang Xiaoming

“This ‘Moment Spanning a Century’ is a one-time function, so naturally the ‘Heavenly Treasure’ is also limited to a single use.”

“What a huge trap.”

With the system already in this state, what else could Lin Fan do? Naturally, he had no choice but to accept.

However, Lin Fan was somewhat curious about the changes within the Xuan Huang Realm. He wondered what transformations had taken place over these hundred years.

As Lin Fan entered the Xuan Huang Realm, he took a deep breath and immediately noticed that the spiritual energy was now two to three times denser than it had been a century ago.

He sensed the entire Xuan Huang Realm brimming with vitality and teeming with experts.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Fan arrived at the Holy Sect.

The Holy Sect of today had fully integrated and expanded outward for tens of thousands of miles, resembling a vast city.

The major sects of the Xuan Huang Realm had merged with the Holy Sect, forming a massive power bloc. Those sects unwilling to integrate were left alone without further persuasion from Lin Fan.

Especially those so-called “Chosen Ones of Fate” mocked by Wang Xiaoming were also accepted into the Holy Sect as disciples.

Lin Fan’s arrival in the Xuan Huang Realm had not caused any commotion; he simply gathered those he was familiar with.

“Master.”

Zhiqiao and Jiuling, the two girls, had already grown into graceful young women over the past century. Although Lin Fan occasionally returned during this century, for him, it was merely the blink of an eye.

Fast—extremely fast.

These two girls possessed extraordinary talent. Within a hundred years, just as expected, their cultivation had already reached the Seventh Heaven of Myriad Laws Unified, at the Divine Heaven Stage.

Lin Fan noticed that wherever he went, these two girls were always inseparable, which left him feeling somewhat helpless.

After all, this was the result of his own doing. Even if he regretted it now, there was nothing he could do about it.

“Good, very good,” Lin Fan nodded with satisfaction.

“Hehe,” Zhiqiao and Jiuling chuckled lightly before moving aside to chat about some new topics. For Lin Fan, these were matters best left to the girls. What did he, a man, know about such things?

Zhang Erdou, Tianyu, Zong Hentian, and others had also arrived.

This time, Lin Fan truly felt the sense of everything having changed.

However, when he noticed the cultivation level of Mieqiongqi, Lin Fan nearly spat out a mouthful of old blood. Could this guy possibly have been cultivating nonstop for a hundred years?

Ninth Heaven of Eight Realms Unified, at the Divine Heaven Stage.

“Qiongqi, have you been cultivating nonstop for this entire century?” Lin Fan asked.

“Yes, Sect Leader. You told me you’d accelerate the passage of time in the Xuan Huang Realm, so I figured everyone else would go into retreat, and I couldn’t very well stay out alone. So I’ve been in secluded cultivation in a secret chamber until now,” Mieqiongqi replied.

Upon hearing this, Lin Fan didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. This was indeed shocking.

But it was also good news—Lin Fan was genuinely pleased to see the overall strength of the Xuan Huang Realm improve.

Otherwise, with their previous power levels, even if they were gifted, they would have been useless.

Time waits for no one. By the time the myriad realms opened, their cultivation levels might not even be enough to make them cannon fodder.

“Husband.”

At this moment, Xuan Yunxian approached gracefully. Over these hundred years, Lin Fan had spent the most time observing Xuan Yunxian, so he hadn’t noticed any significant changes.

However, Xuan Yunxian’s cultivation had already reached the Eighth Heaven of Divine Elixir in the Heavens and Earth, at the Divine Heaven Stage.

Lin Fan knew that the rapid progress of those close to him was inseparable from his own influence.

As for those who had no connection with him, even after a hundred years, their cultivation would barely reach the Third or Fourth Heaven of the Divine Heaven Stage.

Even some cultivators with poor innate talent could only lament and fade into dust as their lifespans ended.

“Master’s wife.”

“Master’s wife.”

Everyone respectfully greeted.

“Yunxian, accelerating a hundred years of time in the Xuan Huang Realm was meant to prepare for the imminent events. Now that everyone’s cultivation has improved, they will at least have the ability to protect themselves even in the Ancient Sage Realm,” Lin Fan explained.

Boom!

At that moment, a series of rumbling sounds came from the distance.

“What’s going on?” Lin Fan gazed into the distance and saw many disciples assembling, seemingly preparing for battle.

“Senior Lin, these disciples are those you once instructed me to take in. Now they’ve completed their cultivation and have become experts at the Sixth and Seventh Heavens of the Divine Heaven Stage. This time, they’re going to defeat the Chaos King, Wang Xiaoming, to eliminate a plague from the Xuan Huang Realm.”

Zong Hentian had no idea who Wang Xiaoming was or the relationship between Lin Fan and Wang Xiaoming.

However, Wang Xiaoming’s name was known throughout the Xuan Huang Realm.

Wang Xiaoming’s footprints could be found in every corner of the Xuan Huang Realm.

What astonished people most was that every genius in the Xuan Huang Realm had intense enmity with Wang Xiaoming—enmity as boundless as the heavens.

Upon hearing of Wang Xiaoming’s reputation, many demonic figures in the Xuan Huang Realm willingly became his subordinates, forming the Chaos King Cult.

This cult stirred up storms of blood and rain across the Xuan Huang Realm. Every time Wang Xiaoming appeared, countless young prodigies met with misfortune.

“Oh? Is this the first time they’re banding together to eliminate him?” Lin Fan asked.

“No. No one knows exactly who Wang Xiaoming really is. Eighty years ago, he suddenly rose to prominence and founded the Chaos King Cult. Although he hasn’t committed any particularly heinous crimes, Wang Xiaoming has been bullying others and looting their treasures.”

“This is already the 138th joint operation against him,” Zong Hentian replied.

“How did the previous operations go?” Lin Fan asked curiously.

“There were losses on both sides. Especially among these young prodigies, each operation resulted in significant losses. Some were even humiliated to the point of near madness. If not for our support, the situation would have been much worse.”

“However, Wang Xiaoming is extremely cunning. Every time I and Brother Erdou tried to help, he always managed to escape. Gradually, he grew stronger and became untouchable. If you, Senior Lin, hadn’t returned, only Mieqiongqi might have been able to suppress him.”

Zong Hentian was also quite curious about Wang Xiaoming.

Upon hearing this, Lin Fan sighed inwardly.

This was indeed tough on Wang Xiaoming.

How carefree a young nobleman he used to be. Lin Fan had practically nurtured him into a great demonic figure hated by all the prodigies of the Xuan Huang Realm.

According to the usual pattern,

such a major antagonist would inevitably meet a tragic end.

His magical powers would be drained, his flesh devoured, his soul trampled, his divine pills crushed… and perhaps even worse, his limbs severed, leaving him alive yet wishing for death.

“Senior Lin, if you were to intervene personally, the Chaos King Cult would surely be eradicated instantly,” Zong Hentian said.

“Sigh, actually…”

At this moment, Lin Fan helplessly sighed and explained everything.

After hearing Lin Fan’s explanation, everyone present wore expressions of shock and disbelief.

In the end, it turned out that Wang Xiaoming was someone Lin Fan had personally nurtured.

This… this…