Chapter 67: The Desolate Tower and Verdigris

  A wicked Taoist walked back and forth with his hands behind him, furrowing his brow, muttering to himself: "The Demon Emperor is indeed famous for a reason, he actually set up two tombs, the Yang Grave and the Yin Mound. Is this place... an intentional weakness left by him?"

  The fat Taoist was suspicious and uncertain, staring at the distant active volcano, and then gazing at the nearby deep and unfathomable black pool. His two eyebrows were about to twist together as he said, "If I'm not mistaken, this tomb is far from simple. Many people have entered, but many more have died..."

  "Daozhang, aren't you living a good life?" Ye Fan interrupted from the side.

  "Are you deliberately provoking me?" The wicked Daoist now looked at Ye Fan with disdain and said, "You're a good-for-nothing, why don't you just go down and keep the Demon Emperor company!"

  "Hey, Daozhang, don't vent your anger on me, this really has nothing to do with me."

  "Alas!" The wicked Taoist sat on the ground with a thud, his expression utterly dejected. "Although I discovered an earth-shattering secret, I have no way of opening the tomb. I reckon there must be a deadly trap laid beneath. If I had dived down to the bottom of the Black Pool and entered the underground palace just now, I'm afraid I would already be gone from this world."

  "So that's where the treasure of the Donghuang tribe, the Hutower, is located - in this dark tomb beneath the Black Pool?" Ye Fan sat on a distant rock, not getting too close to avoid touching the moldy head, and said: "No wonder those five big shots couldn't find the Hutower no matter what, it's actually being suppressed here."

  The wicked Taoist didn't respond to him, revealing a thoughtful expression. He then scribbled and scratched on the ground, seemingly deducing the various connections between the Yang grave and the Yin tomb. Finally, he let out a long sigh, revealing a helpless expression, saying: "Missed the treasure, but coincidentally discovered a shocking Yin tomb, yet couldn't enter it. Truly regretful and distressing!"

  "Isn't there a few big shots over there?" Ye Fan gestured towards the five extremely powerful individuals hovering above the active volcano.

  "Even if they were to enter, it's likely that they would not be able to escape unscathed. This is a killing formation! The Yang Mausoleum was left behind by the Demon Emperor as a weakness, leaving behind the demon tribe's treasure and his source of power for future generations. And this is where he rests in peace, not allowing outsiders to disturb him. Revealing the Yang Mausoleum was to cover up the Yin Tomb! Perhaps there are other clever uses, with one yin and one yang embracing the Taiji, mysterious and profound."

  The wicked Taoist's expression turned melancholic as he said: "Unless they have the treasure of the Donghuang tribe, even if a powerful being from the Gai dynasty were to break through the killing formation, they would still be unable to stabilize the Yin Tomb. It will rush into the depths of the Donghuang earth like a dragon returning to the sea, leaving no trace to be found."

  "How can the desolate tower be so mysterious and powerful that it can suppress the Emperor of Evil's dark tomb, even stronger than the strongest of the Gai generation?" Ye Fan revealed a surprised expression.

  "Of course!" The wicked Taoist showed a look of yearning, saying: "According to legend, the desolate tower has existed for endless years. It's impossible to know from which era it was passed down, this world doesn't have anything that can't be suppressed by it!

  "Is it that scary?"

  The fat Taoist showed a carefree and yearning expression, saying: "Since ancient times, there has been no conclusion about whether the immortal exists or not. No one can say clearly. However, every legend about immortals in the Eastern Wastes is related to the Wild Tower."

  "What does it have to do with the Desolate Tower?" Ye Fan's expression changed to one of surprise.

  "It's said that in these endless years, the East Wastes had immortals appear, and there were several instances recorded in ancient texts. In every single case, these 'immortals' were all killed by the Desolate Tower!"

  "Impossible, the Desolate Tower is that terrifying?!" Ye Fan was quite shocked. As for whether immortals exist or not, there is no consensus in this world. However, it can be imagined that if immortals do exist, they must be above all cultivators in the world! So powerful, yet unable to withstand the Desolate Tower's suppression, this is really somewhat frightening to hear.

  "It's only natural to be afraid, otherwise so many big shots wouldn't have come here for nothing! I think it won't take long before the master of the sacred land will arrive in person. After all, the Eastern Wastes are too vast, and some people receive news later than others. Once they find out, they'll definitely set up a 'Dao pattern' and cross the void directly."

  "What's so special about the Wild Tower, it's so extraordinary and powerful?" Ye Fan's heart was unable to calm down.

  "Legend has it that long before any living creatures were born in the Eastern Wilderness, it already existed in this world, and no one knows its origin."

  "What a pity! The treasure that was within our grasp, Da Zhang, you've let it slip away. Our precious treasure has turned into worthless scraps of metal." Ye Fan shook his head and sighed, striking a pose.

  Upon hearing this, the face of the wicked Taoist suddenly turned very ugly, even greener than green copper, and he said indignantly: "If it weren't for you, I would have succeeded by now."

  "The path is long, but you can't say that, it was you who abandoned it first. What a pity about that deserted tower."

  "Who told you it's the Desolate Tower? Which sentence of mine said it was the Eastern Desolate Human Tribe's treasure?"

  Ye Fan was extremely surprised and said: "Since it's not the Wild Tower, why are you so anxious and flustered? It's just a piece of rotten copper. I also think it has nothing to do with the Wild Tower."

  "You don't understand anything, you little brat! I'm too lazy to bother with you!" The wicked Taoist priest suppressed a belly full of anger and refused to say any more about the green copper.

  Ye Fan looked like he was only eleven or twelve years old, but his actual age had long exceeded twenty. Being called a little kid made him unhappy, and he said in a low voice, "I'm telling you, it's not true!"

  "Who did you tell?" Wu Liang Daoshi asked in surprise and uncertainty.

  "I'm telling you!" Ye Fan said with a bad feeling in his heart, and it was very unconvincing.

  "You dare to scold me? What a load of nonsense, I don't have time to bother with you." After finishing speaking, the wicked Taoist turned around and faced Hei Tan, staring blankly.

  "Anyway, you don't dare to go deep into the tomb either. Since there's nothing else to do, why not tell me what's going on with the green bronze? Let me know its origins, after all, it was thrown away by my hands..."

  "You... still have the face to say that!" Hearing these words, Fat Daoist's anger was uncontainable, his eyes even turned red.

  "It seems that it's really not ordinary, I guess it's only slightly worse than the Wild Tower..." Ye Fan was indeed up to no good, intentionally teasing the wicked Taoist, but of course he didn't dare go too far.

  "You little brat, you actually dare to play tricks on me? I'll suffocate you! And I won't tell you anyway." The fat Taoist turned around and ignored him.

  "Dao Chang, you're really not being honest with me. You took three spiritual weapons from me, and now that I'm asking you something, you're putting on this kind of attitude..."

  The wicked Taoist saw Ye Fan constantly getting lucky and really wanted to strangle him to death, saying: "Even if it's ten, a hundred, or a thousand spiritual weapons, they can't make up for the loss of the green bronze that you've lost!"

  "I said, don't be so resentful, okay? I just happened to throw it into the black pool by chance. Who told you not to tell me it was a treasure earlier?"

  Looking at the 11 or 12-year-old kid in front of him, chattering nonstop and showing off, the wicked Taoist couldn't help but think back and feel even more resentful. In the end, he was almost tearfully angry, hating that his own hands were so cheap, why didn't he stay at the time?

  "Damn it all to heaven!" He spat out a mouthful of air and said, "You'd better shut up and behave yourself!"

  "Alas!" Ye Fan shook his head, let out a sigh, but in his heart he was delighted. In just a short moment, he had already made the wicked Taoist regretful, successfully provoking his negative emotions, and finally vented his anger.

  When Ye Fan said nothing, the fat Taoist spoke up, seemingly in regret, saying: "Who says this scrap copper is inferior to the desolate tower? Ten thousand years ago, the Eastern Wastes almost turned upside down because of this piece of green copper."

  "Is there such a thing?" Ye Fan looked puzzled.

  "Yes, when the ancient tower was lost back then, there wasn't such chaos, but this green copper has made the entire Eastern Wastes restless."

  "The Tower of Desolation can suppress even the strongest of Immortals, its power is unmatched, and it's already considered the greatest treasure of the Eastern Wastes. Could the Green Copper be even more formidable than that?"

  The fat Taoist looked listless and said, "Green copper is a thing of Zhongzhou. When it was lost back then, all the top-notch experts in Zhongzhou came out, almost turning Eastern Wastes, Southern Ridge, Western Desert, and Northern Plains upside down! What a huge commotion that was!"

  Ye Fan heard this and took in a breath of cold air.

  He deeply knew that the Central Plains were even more vast and boundless than the Eastern Wilderness, and even if a cultivator could ride on a divine rainbow, it would be difficult to cross from one end to the other. To get from one end to the other, one could only imprint "Dao patterns" on the mountains and rivers, condense "heavenly trends", and traverse and cross in the void.

  It is said that Zhongzhou has many ancient relics, with talented people and strong warriors emerging in large numbers, making it a place of great mystery and prosperity.

  "Who has such a big nerve, to provoke all the top masters of Zhongzhou..."

  "Nature is the last emperor who unified the Eastern Wastes' demonic tribe, bringing a world of trouble to the people of the Eastern Wastes!"

  "It seems that the Demon Emperor is very powerful, stirring up the winds and clouds in all directions, indeed a formidable figure."

  The wicked Taoist gave him a bad look and said, "This is obvious, if he wasn't powerful enough, how could he unify the Eastern Wasteland's demonic tribe and achieve an eternal empire?"

  Ye Fan thought for a moment and asked: "How can you be certain that piece of green bronze belongs to Zhongzhou, and what exactly is it?"