Chapter 11: The Vanishing Three Saints Golden Lotus
Chapter 11: The Vanishing Three Saints Golden Lotus
100,000 Destiny Points—earned by destroying Chu Fan’s most crucial opportunity.
Su Ming immediately activated Destiny Vision to assess how much of Chu Fan’s destiny had been shattered.
As his vision shifted, he saw the towering tree representing Chu Fan’s fate.
The tree still brimmed with vitality, but its core had been hollowed out, leaving a gaping void.
Su Ming could tell at a glance—without this foundational support, everything else was just a castle in the air.
When Destiny Vision ended, Su Ming couldn’t suppress the grin spreading across his face.
[Congratulations, Host, for taking a solid step in altering destiny. New mission issued.]
[Win first place in the Sect Grand Competition. Reward: One Half-Step Void Realm Puppet upon completion.]
Puppets were combat artifacts crafted from various materials, activated to assist in battle.
For Su Ming, this puppet couldn’t have come at a better time.
Though Meng Shu’s combat prowess was at the peak of the Star Realm, he was still just one man.
If the enemy chose a mutually destructive approach and swarmed him with Star Realm cultivators, even Meng Shu couldn’t hold them all off.
But with a Half-Step Void Realm puppet? That worry would vanish entirely.
“Chu Fan, I’ve got yet another reason to trample over you on my way up…”
Gripping the Chaos Spirit Crystal to absorb its Chaos Qi, Su Ming inspected the resources Li Jianping had sent.
One glance later, his cheerful expression darkened instantly.
Every resource in the storage ring was something Meng Shu had previously given away.
“You people of the Three Saints Sect really know how to ruin my mood.”
“Once I claim the position of Holy Son, I’ll make sure your sect knows no peace!”
Pulling out the resources, Su Ming began circulating the Creation Origin Canon at full power to absorb them.
Before the Sect Grand Competition, he would break through to the Longevity Realm—and crush all the younger generation with an invincible stance!
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Three Saints Sect, Three Saints Pool.
At this moment, Ye Nantian was barred from the Three Saints Pool, fuming with frustration.
His disciple’s chance to obtain a special physique was right before him, yet the elder guarding the pool today was utterly inflexible.
“I told you, the sect master ordered me to bring my disciple into the Three Saints Pool! I even have his token—why won’t you let me through?!”
“So what? Sect rules state that unless the sect master arrives in person, or five elders come with his token, no one enters!”
Despite being at the Star Realm, Ye Nantian was blocked outside, unable to force his way in.
Not because he couldn’t win a fight—but because the Three Saints Pool’s restrictions had been activated. Even Meng Shu wouldn’t be able to breach them.
With defenses this tight, the only way Su Ming could have slipped in and taken the Three Saints Golden Lotus was if the sect’s higher-ups had deliberately allowed it.
As Chu Fan’s aura gradually stabilized, Ye Nantian grew increasingly frantic.
Fortunately, Li Jianping, having left Chenyang Peak, arrived at the scene.
“Elder Liu, why won’t you let Ye Nantian pass when he holds my token?”
“Just following sect protocol.” Seeing Li Jianping in person, Elder Liu naturally stepped aside.
Seizing the opportunity, Ye Nantian dashed inside, dragging Chu Fan straight toward the Three Saints Golden Lotus.
Li Jianping followed closely—today, he would witness just how impressive Chu Fan could be.
Before he could catch up, a disbelieving shout echoed from ahead: “How is this possible?!”
Sensing disaster, Li Jianping and Elder Liu rushed in to find Ye Nantian clutching Chu Fan, a Three Saints Golden Lotus in hand.
Then, before their eyes, the lotus in Ye Nantian’s grasp vanished into thin air.
Li Jianping’s pupils contracted sharply as he stepped forward. “What happened? Why did that Three Saints Golden Lotus disappear?!”
The pool’s restrictions were active—space within was sealed, rendering spatial abilities like storage rings unusable.
Yet the lotus had disappeared without a trace.
“I don’t know! I was just trying to feed it to Fan’er—I have no idea why this happened!”
Ye Nantian, refusing to believe it, grabbed another Three Saints Golden Lotus to give to Chu Fan.
Again, it vanished the moment he tried.
“What the hell is going on?!” Ye Nantian slammed the pool’s surface in frustration.
Li Jianping, meanwhile, picked up a lotus to examine closely. He confirmed no tampering had occurred.
Then, as he brought it to Chu Fan to assist in refinement—it disappeared from his grasp.
Li Jianping didn’t even process what happened—it was as if he’d never held the lotus at all.
“What in the world…?” He echoed Ye Nantian’s earlier confusion.
But Li Jianping quickly regained his composure. “The sect’s treasure has been stolen! On my orders—lock down the entire sect! Activate the protective formation—not a single bird leaves!”
Recognizing the severity, Elder Liu immediately departed to carry out the command.
Meanwhile, Ye Nantian stubbornly kept trying to feed Chu Fan the lotuses—only for each one to vanish inexplicably.
Frowning, Li Jianping thought of a possibility. “Ye Nantian, try refining one yourself.”
Puzzled, Ye Nantian complied, picking up a lotus to absorb.
The refinement proceeded smoothly—his cultivation rose from Star Realm fourth layer to fifth layer.
“So it’s only the lotuses meant for Chu Fan that disappear… This is clearly targeted!”
“My disciple has no enemies—who would do this to him? Su Ming! It must be him! He must have tampered with something! I’ll make him spit out every last lotus!”
Ye Nantian turned to storm off and confront Su Ming, but Li Jianping instantly blocked him.
“Get a grip! This has nothing to do with him.”
Though Li Jianping would love to pin this on Su Ming, he couldn’t find any connection.
Su Ming’s guardian lacked such capabilities, and as for Su Ming himself… Li Jianping could sense the Chaos Qi still concentrated at Chenyang Peak—the boy hadn’t budged.
If Ye Nantian barged in now, Su Ming would undoubtedly exploit the situation.
“Sect Master, without the Three Saints Golden Lotus, my disciple’s special physique—”
“Now it’s up to his own fortune…” Li Jianping sighed, shaking his head helplessly.
Chu Fan’s refinement had been on the verge of completion. If not for pursuing the Profound Yang Spirit Body, Li Jianping would have finished it long ago.
But the Profound Yang Spirit Grass was gone, the refinement interrupted, and now even the Three Saints Golden Lotus path was blocked—as if fate itself decreed Chu Fan would never obtain a special physique.
Yet back on Chenyang Peak, Su Ming suddenly asked his system:
“Did Chu Fan’s opportunity end already? Why aren’t any more Three Saints Golden Lotuses coming through?”