A Millionfold Return: My Children Cultivate Immortality, I Become a God - Chapter 139

Chapter 139: Designated as Holy Son!

“What? Nine rings!”

“Damn, it hasn’t happened since the establishment of the Ancient Desolation Holy Land, has it?”

“Does this mean the world is about to change?”

The expressions of everyone present shifted dramatically upon witnessing the Aptitude Bell ring an astounding nine times. Before they could process what was happening, an Array rose from deep within the Ancient Desolation Holy Land, enveloping the entire area in an instant.

Furthermore, several figures, emanating terrifying auras, emerged from the forbidden area of the Ancient Desolation Holy Land and made their way over. Soon, the sky above the assessment plaza was filled with Elders of the Ancient Desolation Holy Land, with the weakest among them having reached the Immortal Venerable stage, and there were even some powerful Immortal Emperors among them.

“Who is it? Who caused the Great Dao Bell to ring nine times?”

In the next moment, the Holy Lord of the Ancient Desolation Holy Land appeared before Wu Yifan and the others, looking at Wu Yifan with excitement in his eyes as he spoke.

“Little friend, was it you who caused the Ancient Bell to ring nine times?”

“It was I, Senior, but who are you?”

Wu Yifan asked curiously about the identity of the person before him, but Duan De, standing beside him, had already recognized the individual. In shock, he leaned closer to Wu Yifan and whispered.

“Brother Wu, this is the Holy Lord of the Ancient Desolation Holy Land, Li Pangtian. A Late Stage Immortal Emperor!”

At that moment, Duan De was already astonished multiple times over. Initially, he thought Wu Yifan would only be able to trigger seven or, at most, eight rings, but he never dreamed it would reach a full nine.

Keep in mind that even the Founding Patriarch of the Ancient Desolation Holy Land had never achieved such a feat!

Simultaneously, Duan De felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude for his earlier thoughts. It seemed he had indeed chosen the right path by befriending Wu Yifan. As long as he could call Wu Yifan his brother, that would be far better than being a Direct Disciple himself.

Wu Yifan, now aware of Li Pangtian’s identity, nodded lightly.

Li Pangtian was pleased to see Wu Yifan remain so calm after recognizing his identity. This boy seemed exceptional; a person like him truly deserved to become the Holy Son of the Ancient Desolation Holy Land.

So, without any surprise, Li Pangtian directly extended an invitation to Wu Yifan.

“Little friend, would you be willing to become the Holy Son of our Ancient Desolation Holy Land?”

As Li Pangtian’s words fell, another wave of commotion rippled through the onlookers.

“What? He’s actually the Holy Son of the Ancient Desolation Holy Land? I can’t believe this is happening!”

“Hey, what do you mean ‘it’s actually happening’?”

“You may not know, but when the Ancient Desolation Holy Land was established, the Ancient Immortal Emperor explicitly stated that there would be one Holy Son in the Ancient Desolation Holy Land. However, only an extraordinary Heaven’s Chosen who can ring the Aptitude Bell nine times can become the Holy Son.”

“So, with that condition set, the position of Holy Son in the Ancient Desolation Holy Land was essentially non-existent. After all, no one could ring the Aptitude Bell nine times, so naturally, no one could become the Holy Son.”

“Hiss, so Wu Yifan has become the first Holy Son of the Ancient Desolation Holy Land!”

“No, not the first; he might also be the last!”

Hearing the voices of the crowd, Wu Yifan pondered briefly and then nodded in agreement.

“I accept.”

After all, his main goal was to obtain the cultivation methods of the Ancient Dao Body, and evidently, becoming the Holy Son would be more beneficial for him to acquire these methods.

As for whether the Ancient Desolation Holy Land dared to have any ulterior motives, Wu Yifan confidently thought, it doesn’t matter; I have my great-grandfather.

“Ah-choo, what just happened?”

At this moment, Wu Hao, who was within the Wu Family, sneezed and felt a bit confused. He was a peak Immortal Sovereign now; who could possibly contend with him? Of course, that was limited to the Lower Realm.

“But I still wonder how Yifan is doing. Has he gone to establish the Wu Commerce Association in the Upper Realm?”

“I don’t know why, but I have a feeling that I might have forgotten something.”

After becoming the Holy Son of the Ancient Desolation Holy Land, Wu Yifan’s brow furrowed; he constantly felt like he had forgotten something important, but he quickly shook his head and decided not to dwell on it.

What was most important now was to become stronger as soon as possible and to obtain the cultivation methods of the Ancient Dao Body.

As for Duan De, after he exchanged a few words with the Holy Lord, he was permitted to stay by Wu Yifan’s side, and his treatment was naturally much better than that of a Direct Disciple.

Direct Disciples can be numerous, but each Holy Son can only have one brother.

“By the way, I should mention the Blood Soul Sect to the Holy Lord; I believe he knows about it.”

Wu Yifan thought to himself that although the events concerning the Blood Soul Sect had happened countless epochs ago and the Holy Lord of the Ancient Desolation Holy Land had changed many generations, he should at least have some understanding of the Blood Soul Sect.

Of course, it had almost been five years since he became the Holy Son of the Ancient Desolation Holy Land, and it was about time to seek the Holy Lord for the cultivation methods of the Ancient Dao Body.

Soon, Wu Yifan approached Li Pangtian.

“Holy Lord!”

“Yifan, what can I do for you?”

Seeing Wu Yifan come to him, Li Pangtian smiled. Since he himself could become the Holy Lord after ringing the Ancient Bell eight times, Wu Yifan ringing it nine times surely meant his achievements were far beyond that of the Holy Lord; if not now, when should he be in a good mood?

Wu Yifan clasped his fists in respect, then spoke earnestly.

“Holy Lord, I wish to inquire about the cultivation methods of the Ancient Dao Body.”

Upon hearing Wu Yifan’s request, Li Pangtian was momentarily taken aback, but quickly regained his composure, questioning him with a hint of curiosity.

“Yifan, why do you want the cultivation methods of the Ancient Dao Body? Could it be that you possess the Ancient Sacred Body?”

As he spoke the latter part, Li Pangtian’s breath quickened involuntarily. He himself was of the Ancient Sacred Body and had successfully advanced his Ancient Desolation Holy Land to the infant stage of the Ancient Dao Body.

Faced with Li Pangtian’s inquiry, Wu Yifan did not deny it and nodded in agreement.

“That’s right, Holy Lord, I indeed possess the Ancient Sacred Body.”

Hearing Wu Yifan’s acknowledgment, Li Pangtian couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

“Hahaha, that’s great! As expected of the Holy Son of my Ancient Desolation Holy Land, you also have the Ancient Sacred Body!”

After saying this, in the next moment, Li Pangtian appeared before Wu Yifan, grasped his hand, and began to inspect his condition. Upon noticing that Wu Yifan had reached the peak of the Mortal World Immortal at just over two hundred years old, with his Ancient Sacred Body unsealed to the tenth layer, Li Pangtian’s satisfaction grew even more.