The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 1227: The Statue of the Mother

Chapter 1227: Chapter 1227: The Statue of the Mother

In the Secret Realm.

Ning Fan and his companion had already emerged from the Teleportation Formation. What lay before them resembled a paradise, abundant in Spiritual Energy, with numerous Cultivation materials soaked in Spiritual Energy also in sight.

However, mere thanks were not enough to stir Ning Fan’s heart.

"Let’s go deeper in. I can feel a familiar sensation; it seems to come from the master..."

Elder Xuan, standing by Ning Fan’s side, slowly said as he gazed straight ahead, seemingly having sensed something.

Ning Fan couldn’t help being excited—could it be that his mother had also been to this place?

Thus, the two of them immediately headed deeper into the Secret Realm.

As they ventured further, the surrounding dangers gradually appeared: Spirit Vines capable of absorbing a Cultivator’s own Spiritual Power, as well as countless ferocious beasts with the strength of the Late Foundation Establishment Stage.

Beneath their feet, they could always spot piles of white bones, which naturally all came from the disciples of the Flying Immortal Sect!

After enduring numerous hardships, the two finally arrived at the deepest part of the Secret Realm: an ancient palace.

"The master’s presence."

At that moment, Elder Xuan suddenly spoke.

Ning Fan’s heart quivered uncontrollably, unable to suppress his excitement. He couldn’t wait to enter, but Elder Xuan stopped him.

"Young master, there’s no rush."

Ning Fan was taken aback and only then did he notice Elder Xuan staring at a humanoid statue outside the palace.

Seeing the Elder’s gaze, Ning Fan realized that this statue was not as simple as its appearance suggested.

He softly inquired, "Senior?"

"You go inside first; I’ll hold this off for you."

Elder Xuan spoke slowly, his hand already gathering Spiritual Power.

Crack-crack.

Stones tumbled down, and the statue standing beside the palace indeed began to move slowly, shedding its stony coating at a visibly fast rate.

"As soon as I engage in battle with it, you must rush inside immediately," Elder Xuan said.

Before Ning Fan could fully react, a whooshing sound grazed his ear.

When Ning Fan turned his gaze, Elder Xuan had already vanished from his side, replaced by a giant arm.

Ning Fan was the first to react, darting away from where he was. Before the statue could fully target him, he was already racing toward the distant palace.

"Trespassers shall die!"

A hoarse voice sounded as the statue gave chase, but before it could take a step, a Formation suddenly appeared under its feet.

Chains formed from Spiritual Power instantly trapped the statue.

Meanwhile, Ning Fan had pushed open the heavy doors and entered the palace.

The palace was dim, and before he could get a clear view of the interior, the doors slammed shut behind him.

Sounds of fierce battle came from the recently closed door.

Withdrawing his gaze, Ning Fan looked straight ahead at the great hall.

Several torches brightened the perimeter, and everything within the hall came into view.

He saw the hall was filled with Cultivation materials, various Elixirs, and even many techniques.

Ning Fan ignored these and headed straight to the end of the hall, where there stood a statue of a woman.

The moment he saw the statue, a shock went through Ning Fan’s heart. A wave of familiarity overwhelmed him, causing his eyes to moisten and filling his heart with complicated emotions.

"Mother."

He couldn’t help but call out uncontrollably, and as if the statue heard him, cracks started to form on it.

This panicked Ning Fan, as the statue in front of him was the only image of his mother he had. He didn’t want her to disappear just like that.

He rushed forward, desperately trying to stop the statue from breaking apart.

But all his efforts seemed futile.

Soon, the statue turned into ruins, and to Ning Fan’s surprise, atop the debris was a suspended High-grade Spiritual Technique!

This left Ning Fan stunned. He quickly composed himself and picked up the Spiritual Technique.

High-grade Spiritual Technique, Spirit Sword Seal!

As it lay in his hands, a letter fell to the ground.

Ning Fan stored the Spiritual Technique in his Storage Ring and then bent down to pick up the letter.

When he saw its contents, his eyes couldn’t help but moisten once again.

The letter turned out to be left by Ning Fan’s mother to him. She had predicted that he would come here, and the entire palace was also heavily fortified with prohibitions. If it weren’t for the connection of their bloodline, it wouldn’t have been so easy for him to enter.

Everything in the palace was prepared by his mother for him.

"Mother, thank you."

After carefully storing the letter, Ning Fan looked at the Cultivation materials and techniques in the hall.

Just as he was preparing to start Cultivating, he suddenly felt a fluctuation of Spiritual Power. Looking down, he saw a Formation appear, and rich Spiritual Energy was emanating from it.

A top-quality Formation, the Spirit Gathering Array!

Even the Five Great Sects did not possess such a Formation; he had seen it before in an ancient book.

Clearly, it was set up by his mother for his Cultivation.

Outside the palace, just as Elder Xuan was preparing to continue the fight, he saw the statue in front of him suddenly stop moving.

This puzzled Elder Xuan, but his caution did not wane in the slightest.

After a moment’s wait, the statue seemingly lost all its power and remained motionless.

Only then did Elder Xuan’s alertness subside, and he turned to look inside the palace. In an instant, he understood everything.

"Master, so you had foreseen all this."

Elsewhere, within the Luo Fan Sect.

Bai Yuchen had gathered all the Sect Elders. It was now certain that the Four Sacred Sect had indeed destroyed the Flying Immortal Sect.

His expression was grim as he looked at everyone present.

"Are the other three sects fools? They’re actually choosing not to take action now!"

He had already sent messengers to inform the other three Great Sects, but unexpectedly, all three refused to get involved.

This outcome was naturally not what he was willing to accept.