bioinnovel Chapter 293 Mobile Live Stream, Lord of the Secret Realm.
Chapter 293 Mobile Live Stream, Lord of the Secret Realm.
Everyone was stunned.
"What's going on?!"
"The stone tablet is glowing!"
"Someone has figured it out?!"
"It's him! That kid!"
Su Fan withdrew his hand, and the text on the stone tablet began to change.
Finally, it all came together to form four large characters.
"The Temple is open."
Rumbling--
The ground shook, and a huge crack appeared in the ground behind the stone tablet.
Deep within the crack, a magnificent palace appeared.
temple.
The entire venue erupted in cheers.
"The Temple has opened!!!"
"Charge!!!"
Countless people rushed frantically toward the crack.
Su Fan stood still, without moving.
Zhu Dachang was so anxious that he kept stamping his feet.
"Big brother! Hurry up! If you're too late, all the treasures will be gone!"
Su Fan glanced at him.
"What's the rush? Real treasures aren't so easy to snatch."
He lifted his foot and walked slowly toward the crack.
……
In the live stream room, the chat was flooded with comments.
"Holy crap! Boss is awesome!"
"They created the temple with just one move!"
"Those idiots are still fighting over it; the real treasure is definitely for the boss!"
"Boss, you're as steady as a mountain, awesome!"
"That fat guy was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, it was hilarious!"
Lin Qingge looked at the screen, a smile appearing on her lips.
This guy is still as steady as ever.
……
Deep within the crevice, before the temple gates.
Some people have already rushed here ahead of us.
They are from the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.
Jian Wuhen stood at the very front, looking at the enormous bronze gate.
The bronze door is engraved with intricate runes, emitting a faint glow.
Jian Wuhen raised his hand and slashed at the door with his sword.
clang--!!!
The giant sword was deflected, but the bronze door remained unmoved.
Jian Wuhen's face darkened.
"Damn it. This door is protected by a restriction."
Behind him, a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion whispered.
"Young Master, that Su Fan just triggered the stone tablet. He definitely knows how to open the door."
Jian Wuhen's eyes turned cold.
"Su Fan..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Su Fan walked over with Zhu Dachang.
When Jian Wuhen saw Su Fan, his face instantly turned ashen.
"Su Fan!"
Su Fan glanced at him.
"Oh, young master, you've arrived so quickly?"
Jian Wuhen gritted his teeth.
"Stop talking nonsense! Tell me, how do I open the door?!"
Su Fan smiled.
Why should I tell you?
Jian Wuhen was so angry that he trembled all over.
"you!"
Behind him, more than a dozen Wanjian Pavilion disciples drew their swords at the same time.
Jian Wuhen raised his hand to stop them.
He took a deep breath and suppressed his anger.
"Su Fan, I know you're somewhat capable. But this is a secret realm, not the outside world. Do you think you can defeat more than a dozen of us by yourself?"
"Tell me how to open the door, and I'll spare your life."
Su Fan looked at him and smiled.
"Spare my life?"
He walked to the bronze door and placed his hand on it.
Golden light surged in from the Investiture of the Gods.
The runes on the bronze door lit up instantly.
Rumbling--
The bronze door slowly opened.
The entire room fell silent.
Everyone stared wide-eyed.
Jian Wuhen's face turned ashen.
Su Fan turned around and looked at Jian Wuhen.
"The door is open. Go in."
Jian Wuhen gritted his teeth and stepped inside.
Su Fan raised his hand, and Cheng Yuan Sword was placed in front of him.
"what?"
Sword Without Trace roared angrily.
"What do you mean?!"
Su Fan smiled.
"I opened the door. You need to pay an entrance fee to get in."
Jian Wuhen was taken aback.
"Tickets?!"
Su Fan nodded.
"Yes. Tickets. One sacred artifact per person, or something of equivalent value. Otherwise, don't even think about getting in."
The entire audience erupted in uproar.
"Holy crap! Is this kid crazy?!"
"Make Wan Jian Ge pay an entrance fee? He's got a death wish!"
"Awesome! Absolutely awesome!"
Jian Wuhen was so angry that he trembled all over.
"Su Fan! Don't push your luck!"
Su Fan shrugged.
"That's going too far! You don't have to come in. I didn't ask you to."
Jian Wuhen's face turned ashen.
Behind him, a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion whispered.
"Young Master, why don't we hold back for now? We can deal with him once we're inside the Holy Temple."
Jian Wuhen took a deep breath and suppressed his anger.
He took out a jade pendant from his pocket and tossed it to Su Fan.
"This is ten-thousand-year-old warm jade; it could be exchanged for a sacred artifact, right?"
Su Fan took the jade pendant, looked at it, and put it into his system space.
"Okay. Go in."
Jian Wuhen snorted coldly and led his men into the temple.
Those nearby who witnessed this scene were immediately alerted.
The Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion has already paid admission fees, so what else can they say?
A crowd surged forward, some pulling out money, others pulling out their treasures.
Su Fan accepted all of them without hesitation and took a large pile.
Zhu Dachang stood to the side, his eyes wide with disbelief.
"B-Big brother, what's wrong...?"
Su Fan glanced at him.
"What? You want to come in too?"
Zhu Dachang waved his hands repeatedly.
"No, no, no, you brought me here, I don't need to pay for a ticket..."
Su Fan smiled.
"Let's go. I'll take you inside."
The two entered the temple.
……
The chat room was buzzing with excitement.
"Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!!!"
"Boss is awesome! He's making so much money from ticket sales he's practically rolling in it!"
"Even the young master of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion obediently paid his admission fee; it's hilarious!"
"What's that 'eternal warm jade'? It sounds really awesome!"
"Who cares what it is? The boss's made a killing!"
"That fat guy's really hit the jackpot by sticking with the boss!"
"Boss, hurry in and see what treasures are inside!"
Su Fan entered the temple, and a bright and clear view suddenly appeared before him.
The interior of the temple is larger than it appears from the outside.
The dome is so high that its top is invisible, and there are countless stone pillars all around, each of which is engraved with intricate runes.
Deepest inside, there is a high platform.
Three things are suspended on the high platform.
A scroll of bamboo slips.
A long sword.
A pill.
All eyes were fixed on those three things.
But no one dared to make a move.
Because there is a faint light curtain around the high platform.
Several words were engraved on the light screen.
"Those who are destined to obtain it will receive it; those who force it will perish."
Jian Wuhen stood at the front, staring intently at the long sword.
He could sense that the sword was far superior to the one he carried.
It is at least a mid-grade sacred artifact.
It might even be a top-grade product.
"I'm determined to have that sword," Jian Wuhen said in a deep voice.
Beside her, Huo Ling'er of the Fire Spirit Clan was also staring at the sword.
"Sword Without Trace, you think you're the only one who wants it?"
From another direction, a person shrouded in a black robe spoke.
There are three things, each depending on one's ability.
Jian Wuhen sneered.
"Each relying on their own abilities? Fine. Then let's rely on our own abilities."
He turned his head and looked at Su Fan.
"Su Fan, you've already charged admission, and now you want to steal the treasure?"
Su Fan smiled.
"Nonsense. I came to this secret realm to steal treasures, didn't I?"
Jian Wuhen's expression turned cold.
"That depends on whether you have the ability."
Su Fan ignored him and walked towards the high platform.
He stopped in front of the light screen.
Raise your hand and press it on the light screen.
Golden light surged in from the Investiture of the Gods.
The light screen vibrated, and then disappeared.
The entire room fell silent.
Everyone stared wide-eyed.
Jian Wuhen's face turned ashen.
"It's you again?!"
Su Fan withdrew his hand.
"The door's open. Go ahead and grab it."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone rushed frantically toward the platform.
Jian Wuhen was the first to rush forward, heading straight for the long sword.
Huo Ling'er rushed toward the rolled-up bamboo slip.
The man in black robes rushed toward the pill.
Su Fan stood still, without moving.
Zhu Dachang was so anxious that he kept stamping his feet.
"Big brother! Why didn't you just rob it?!"
Su Fan glanced at him.
"What's the rush? Let them grab it first."
No sooner had he finished speaking than several screams rang out from the high platform.
Several people who rushed forward were blasted away by a golden light, crashing to the ground and spitting out blood.
"There are restrictions?!"
"Damn it! There's another restriction!"
Jian Wuhen was also forced back several steps, his face turning ashen.
He looked at Su Fan.
"You did this on purpose?!"
Su Fan shrugged.
"I didn't ask you to rob me."
Jian Wuhen was so angry that he trembled all over.
He gritted his teeth and charged toward the platform again.
This time, he went all out, striking the golden light with his sword.
The golden light vibrated, and a crack appeared.
Jian Wuhen's eyes lit up, and he rushed into the gap.
Huo Ling'er and the man in black robes also rushed in.
One person received each of the three items.
Jian Wuhen gripped his longsword and roared to the sky.
"Hahaha! The sword is mine now!"
Huo Ling'er opened the bamboo slip and her eyes lit up.
"The cultivation methods of ancient sages!"
The man in black swallowed the pill, and his aura surged dramatically.
Su Fan looked at them and smiled.
"You got it? Congratulations!"
Jian Wuhen stared at Su Fan with a cold gaze.
"Su Fan, now it's time to settle our score."
With a wave of his hand, more than a dozen disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion surrounded him.
Huo Ling'er put away the bamboo slips and led the Huo Ling clan members to stand aside and watch the excitement.
The man in black robes didn't leave either; he stood at a distance and watched.
Su Fan looked at Jian Wuhen and smiled.
"Settle the accounts?"
He raised the Chengyuan sword.
"Alright. Let's calculate it properly then."
Jian Wuhen sneered.
"You, a mere half-step saint, think you can defeat me?"
"I didn't use my full strength outside just now. Now, I'll show you the true power of the Myriad Swords Pavilion!"
He raised the longsword he had just acquired and slashed at Su Fan.
The sword light was like a rainbow, tearing through the void.
Su Fan swept his sword across the ground.
The two swords clashed.
boom--!!!
The deafening roar shook the heavens.
Jian Wuhen took three steps back, his expression changing drastically.
Su Fan stood still, motionless.
"this one?"
Jian Wuhen gritted his teeth.
"Impossible! With this sword, my strength has increased by at least 30%! How could you possibly still withstand it?!"
Su Fan smiled.
"Thirty percent? That's nothing."
He unleashed a sword strike.
The dark sword light swept past without leaving a trace.
Jian Wuhen's expression changed drastically, and he raised his sword to block.
clang--!!!
He flew out and crashed into a stone pillar, breaking it in two.
The entire room fell silent.
Huo Ling'er's eyes widened.
The man in the black robe gasped.
The disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion were all dumbfounded.
"Young...Young Master?!"
Su Fan sheathed his sword and looked at Jian Wuhen lying on the ground.
"Should we continue?"
Jian Wuhen struggled to his feet, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, staring intently at Su Fan.
"You... what kind of monster are you?!"
Su Fan ignored him and turned to walk towards the platform.
On the platform, three items had been removed, but the platform itself still emitted a faint glow.
Su Fan raised his hand and placed it on the high platform.
Golden light surged in from the Investiture of the Gods.
The platform shook.
Then, a crack appeared.
Deep inside the crevice, a token the size of a palm was revealed.
The token is entirely gold, with two large characters engraved on it.
"Holy Lord".
The entire room fell silent once again.
Huo Ling'er's eyes widened.
"A decree from the Holy Lord?!"
Jian Wuhen's face turned deathly pale.
"That's...that's the core token that controls the entire secret realm?!"
The man in the black robe was trembling.
"Legend has it that whoever obtains the Holy Lord's decree will become the master of this secret realm!"
Su Fan picked up the token.
As soon as the token was in hand, a message flooded into my mind.
"Congratulations to the person with affinity for this place, you have become the master of this temple."
"I am an ancient sage, with the Daoist name Tian Sheng."
"This command can control the entire secret realm, summon everything within it, and mobilize the power of the secret realm to fight enemies."
"I hope you will make good use of this order and not fail my expectations."
Su Fan smiled.
He put away the token and turned to look at the crowd.
"Excuse me. This secret realm is mine now."
The entire room fell silent.
Then, a deafening uproar erupted.
"He...he became the master of the secret realm?!"
"How is this possible?! How could the Holy Lord's decree be below the platform?!"
"We've been fighting over this for ages, and the real treasure is actually below the platform?!"
Jian Wuhen's face turned ashen, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
He painstakingly snatched a sword, only to find that the other party had become the master of the secret realm.
The difference is enormous.
Huo Ling'er looked at Su Fan with a complicated expression.
The man in the black robe remained silent.
The onlookers were buzzing with discussion.
"Who is this kid? He's incredibly powerful!"
"I don't know. But in the future, he'll definitely be famous throughout the world."
"Nonsense! Once you become the master of the secret realm, all four major powers will have to give you face!"
Su Fan ignored them and led Zhu Dachang outside.
He stopped at the door and looked back at Jian Wuhen.
Oh, right, I forgot to tell you.
"I'm the kind of person who holds grudges the most."
"From now on, the entrance fee for people from the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion to enter the secret realm will be doubled."
Jian Wuhen's face turned ashen, and he spat out another mouthful of blood.
……
The chat room was completely in an uproar.
"Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!!!"
"Our leader has become the master of the secret realm!!!"
"That Jian Wuhen was so angry he vomited blood, it's hilarious!"
"Tickets doubled! Hahahaha!"
"Our boss is awesome! The Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion has completely lost face!"
"From now on, the boss has territory in the Outer Heavens!"
"Look, sister-in-law! Isn't our boss awesome?!"
Lin Qingge looked at the screen and laughed until tears streamed down her face.
This guy always manages to surprise people.
……
Outside the secret.
Su Fan and Zhu Dachang came out.
Zhu Dachang was so excited that he trembled all over.
"Big brother! Big brother! You're amazing! You've become the master of the secret realm! From now on, you're my real big brother!"
Su Fan glanced at him.
"Alright. Stop flattering me."
Zhu Dachang nodded repeatedly.
"Yes, yes, brother is right!"
Su Fan took out his phone and glanced at the live stream.
The number of viewers in the live stream has exceeded 100 million.
The live chat was still flooded with comments.
"Boss, where to next?"
"Back to Earth?"
"Your sister-in-law is still waiting for you!"
Su Fan smiled.
"No rush. There's still one thing to take care of."
Zhu Dachang was taken aback.
"What is it?"
Su Fan looked into the distance, his eyes turning cold.
"The Six-Eared Macaque".
"That guy is still alive."
Zhu Dachang's expression changed.
"The Six-Eared Macaque?! Big brother, you're going to find the Six-Eared Macaque?!"
Su Fan nodded.
"It hurt my brother, it must die."
Zhu Dachang gasped.
"Brother, that Six-Eared Macaque is a famous figure in the Outer Heavens. He's a mid-stage Saint, and he has the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect backing him up..."
Su Fan smiled.
"Mid-stage Saint?"
"I just killed one."
Zhu Dachang: "..."
The live stream chat exploded again.
"The boss is going to kill the Six-Eared Macaque!"
"Avenge Sun Wukong!"
"Kill him! Kill him!"
"Boss is awesome!"
"Six-Eared Macaque, you're going to die!"
Su Fan put away his phone and said to Zhu Dachang.
"Go back first. You can't help with what happens next."
Zhu Dachang nodded.
"Big brother, be careful."
Su Fan didn't speak, but took off and disappeared into the sky.