Chapter 702: The Land of Guardians

“Senior, is that the Guardian Land?” Looking afar at the vast mountain peaks ahead, Elder Sakyamuni couldn’t help but exclaim in astonishment.

Lin Fan gazed forward. The mountain peak stretched boundlessly, its scale immeasurable. From bottom to summit, a vibrant energy surged skyward, clearly forming an exceptional sacred place.

Where there are many living beings, over time, a spiritual vitality accumulates. This place had never experienced war, its energy brilliant and flourishing like the sun at noon.

“The Gu Sheng Realm is governed by eight supreme rulers, and the Guardian Lands are divided into four locations. Each Guardian Land lies at the confluence of two supreme territories. I will send you inside shortly, but after that, everything will depend on yourselves,” said Feng Qingzi.

“Whoa, Master, you’re not going to take care of us anymore?” Lin Fan turned his head, somewhat stunned.

They had just arrived, and the old man was already washing his hands of them, leaving them completely on their own. After all, Lin Fan was still his disciple—where in the world have such uncaring masters?

“Indeed, Senior, this won’t do at all,” Sakyamuni, finding himself in unfamiliar surroundings, felt a bit nervous.

Feng Qingzi looked at the two with a faint smile on his face. “I can take care of you, but obedient disciple, you must return those two storage rings to me first.”

Lin Fan and Sakyamuni exchanged glances.

“As the saying goes, the master leads you to the door, but cultivation depends on oneself. In this era, everything must rely on oneself; how can one depend on external forces? Don’t you agree, bald monk?” Lin Fan was unwilling to part with the storage rings. If he had to choose, he would definitely keep the rings.

Given the old man’s status, the treasures within those rings must be immeasurable wealth.

After all, Lin Fan had climbed step by step through the years to reach his current level. Even without guidance, he could still push forward and reach greater heights.

“As the layman says, everything must rely on oneself,” Sakyamuni nodded without hesitation. He also had his share of treasures in those rings. If Senior Feng took them away, he would lose everything.

Feng Qingzi looked at the two with a helpless sigh in his heart. What a pair of scoundrels they were.

Especially this disciple—truly a scoundrel among scoundrels.

“Fine then. Take these two tokens. Without them, you won’t be able to enter here again.” With a flick of his sleeve, Feng Qingzi sent forth two thumb-sized tokens glowing with light, which flew directly into Lin Fan and Sakyamuni’s bodies.

Instantly, a sense of blood-connected resonance spread through them.

Before Lin Fan could fully recover from the sensation, Feng Qingzi had already vanished.

“Huh? Where did Senior go?” Sakyamuni asked, puzzled.

“Maybe he had a stomachache and went back to relieve himself,” Lin Fan thought joyfully. This was truly a great gain for him.

“Layman, it’s time we divided the spoils,” Sakyamuni, eager about the treasures inside the storage rings, couldn’t wait any longer.

“What’s the rush? Let’s first take a look around this Guardian Land. Let’s go,” Lin Fan waved his hand and flew toward the distant mountain peak.

A transparent barrier enveloped the vast mountain. Flowing across its surface were glowing runes,奇妙 and wondrous, as if connected to the heavens.

Translation:

A transparent barrier surrounded the immense mountain. Glowing runes flowed across its surface, mysterious and magnificent, as if linked to the heavens themselves.

As they touched the barrier, Lin Fan and Sakyamuni were instantly absorbed inside.

“Wow, it’s actually a bit magical,” Lin Fan murmured. The barrier felt like a gentle stream flowing over their bodies—soft and unobstructive.

Once inside, the scenery changed dramatically.

“Who knew the Gu Sheng Realm had such a place? I’ve never heard of it before,” Sakyamuni muttered to himself.

“I bet your Buddhist sect leaders deliberately kept it a secret from you monks, fearing you might defect if you knew about this safe haven,” Lin Fan replied.

“Layman, your words ring true. I don’t even know how to argue against that,” Sakyamuni admitted. With the treasures in Lin Fan’s hands, he was ready to agree with whatever Lin Fan said to ensure his share of the loot.

The mountain was infinitely vast, spiraling upward in nine layers. Each level was filled with houses and bustling with people, lively and vibrant.

For Lin Fan and Sakyamuni, this place was magical. Since arriving in the Gu Sheng Realm, Lin Fan had never seen such a lively place.

As Lin Fan and Sakyamuni were observing their surroundings, they were suddenly surrounded by a group of people.

“Would the two of you like to join our Tiantao Squad? Together we can complete missions, earn contribution points, and reach the peak of life?” A fat man with two swords strapped to his back smiled broadly at Lin Fan and Sakyamuni.

“Two handsome boys, would you like to join my team? My team is full of beautiful ladies,” a seductive woman said, her breath fragrant as she circled around Lin Fan.

Sakyamuni silently recited a Buddhist chant, though his eyes occasionally flickered toward the woman’s revealing and alluring cleavage, swallowing nervously.

“So big,” he murmured unconsciously, but quickly realized what he had said, shut his eyes tightly, and composed himself.

“Join our Wuji Squad, and together we can fight the Gu Clan, earn contribution points, exchange for supreme techniques, and become peerless experts. Our Wuji Squad offers great benefits—meals of fish and meat every day, and even pills for cultivation.”

“Join us! We have Gu Clan blacksmiths and formation experts. Don’t miss this opportunity!”

Lin Fan was momentarily stunned by the sudden crowd and immediately pulled the monk away, running off.

What the hell was going on here? It felt like a job market.

“Layman, this place is truly terrifying, so overwhelming,” Sakyamuni sighed.

“Tsk, you lustful monk. That girl’s chest was quite something, wasn’t it?” Lin Fan teased.

“Indeed, vast like the ocean, embracing all things,” Sakyamuni sighed again.

Just then, a commotion erupted from the crowd.

“The Fengtian Squad is back!”

“Feng Wudi took on a Heaven-tier Lower mission. After completing it, he earned a full hundred thousand contribution points!”

“Amazing! The Fengtian Squad is truly powerful. They managed to complete such a difficult mission.”

At that moment, a brilliant light flashed.

A group of sharp and imposing figures appeared majestically in the plaza.

At their head stood a young man, elegant and refined, with a noble bearing. He coldly surveyed the crowd without even glancing at them and then strode away.

“Look! They’ve captured three Gu Clan blacksmiths!”

“Incredible! Simply incredible! I wonder if the Fengtian Squad is still recruiting. If we could team up with them, we’d surely reach the pinnacle of life.”

“Don’t even dream. The Fengtian Squad requires recruits to be at least at the Fifth Heaven Spirit Stage. Have you reached that level?”

“Sigh, I’m just a little short.”

“Layman, these people are really strong. I never realized how narrow-minded I was before,” Sakyamuni said, watching the squad that had captured everyone’s attention.

“They’re just average,” Lin Fan replied calmly, not showing the slightest admiration.

Yet, as he watched the scene unfold, Lin Fan’s heart began to stir.

It seemed this Guardian Land was actually a rather remarkable place.