Little Fang Is Incredibly Strong

【Announcement from the Treasury Department of the Violet Mansion Celestial Court: This Spirit Treasure Paradise is the private property of our Treasury Department. Latercomers are forbidden to seize it without permission, lest they incur great karmic consequences and face inevitable reckoning in the future! — Left by Ninth-Rank Wealth Attendant Fang Fan】

This was the meaning of that encrypted official document, and Chen Yi couldn’t help but feel awed the moment he saw it.

It had to be said—the Fang family truly boasted twin prodigies!

Old Fang, of course, needed no introduction. From the moment Chen Yi first pulled him into the group, he had keenly recognized his talent. And Old Fang did not disappoint. Not only was he eloquent, but he also grasped Chen Yi’s intentions with precision every time, providing flawless support that helped Chen Yi successfully exploit the chat group’s detection system and carve out a direct path into its backend.

To put it simply, while other group members often dismissed Old Fang as a sycophant who constantly sought to flaunt his usefulness, they failed to realize that this too was a form of skill!

Endless effort, all for the sake of rising above others—bending low only to climb higher!

And now, standing at the summit, looking down upon the world below, former groupmates had become subordinates, and seniors now addressed him as "My Lord."

With such a formidable father, how could the son be anything less?

After all, Young Fang had once come perilously close to wiping out the entire Fang family single-handedly!

Later, when Old Fang staged a miraculous comeback, his overwhelming brilliance cast Young Fang into a prolonged shadow, leaving him struggling to step out of his father’s legacy.

That was until the day Chen Yi, unable to find the Heavenly Tribulation to play with, descended upon the Celestial Pivot Star Domain after many years in search of bait. It was then that Young Fang first revealed his extraordinary potential, catching Chen Yi’s attention and earning himself a spot as an intern in the Violet Mansion Celestial Court.

From that moment on, Young Fang began stepping out of his father’s shadow, embarking on a second life!

And this time—he was terrifyingly strong!

First, he activated the Bloodstained Pouch, an artifact even Ye Wuchen had failed to detect, exposing the hidden Ye Ancai and unlocking a concealed divine realm subplot!

Then, during Ye Wuchen’s absence on official business, he took charge of the entire Treasury Department despite holding only the rank of a Ninth-Rank Deputy Spirit-Level official, steering its direction and bearing its core responsibilities—effectively being groomed as a future Civil God of Wealth!

In the beginning, he might have seemed a bit green, relying more on luck than skill. But in the Treasury Department, strength mattered little—luck was everything. Unfortunately, celestial laws were strict, and he lacked sufficient merit for an exceptional promotion.

And now, Young Fang had quietly pulled off yet another staggering surprise!

Within the Illusory Star Grotto-Heaven, a sweep of Chen Yi’s divine sense revealed that Young Fang had slipped away on official business half a month prior and had yet to return.

Given his current cultivation level, if he abandoned all caution, he should have reached this secret realm by the sixth day, at the limit of his physical endurance.

Yet, the anomalies in this secret realm had only begun two and a half hours ago—meaning there had been a gap of at least seven days.

Barring any mishaps, he must have been the first to enter this secret realm and had already spent seven days exploring it!

Seven whole days—enough time to do everything, whether permissible or not.

Because this realm suppressed beings of higher energy levels, and he had only just broken through to the False Immortal stage, not even reaching the minimum True Immortal threshold for suppression. Not only would he remain unaffected, but he might even receive some kind of buff!

After all, this secret realm lay within the Void Expanse, where the chaotic energies could only be withstood by True Immortals—False Immortals couldn’t even traverse it!

That was why the minimum energy threshold was set at True Immortal. But now, a mere early-stage False Immortal had barged in—with such heaven-defying luck, wouldn’t it be unreasonable not to grant him some advantages?

Thus, it was highly likely that Young Fang had already conducted a thorough, lick-the-ground-clean inspection of every key location in this secret realm—standard professional conduct for a Treasury Department official of the Violet Mansion Celestial Court!

The Spirit Treasure Paradise, located five hundred miles from the entrance, was the first major site. Here, he left behind a private property notice. Though it might not deter others—even if they deciphered the encrypted document, few would heed it—it at least marked the spot and served as a warning to later arrivals.

But with Chen Yi’s arrival, things changed. He would turn this notice into reality!

Every spirit treasure within this paradise had been discovered by the Violet Mansion Celestial Court’s Ninth-Rank Wealth Attendant. The Violet Mansion Celestial Court held priority rights. Anyone daring to lay hands on its private property would bear the karmic consequences and face reckoning!

Thus, after Chen Yi and Black Earth entered the Spirit Treasure Paradise, the encrypted notice on the stone stele at the entrance slowly reappeared.

Black Earth was an exception—as an ally from the divine realm, it was enough to foster goodwill. So, she was shown a fake notice, but the karmic burden was real. Whether she’d face reckoning or not would be entirely up to Chen Yi!

Two and a half hours later.

The immortals of the Celestial Court, having finally repelled the swarm of Calamity Progenitors, hurriedly arrived.

When it came to exploiting mechanics, they were experts. Shortly after entering, they deciphered the basic rules, swiftly suppressing their energy levels to travel light. Had the Spirit Treasure Paradise not been shrouded in primordial energy tides, blocking divine sense, Chen Yi and Black Earth might have been discovered.

"Tsk—such pure innate spiritual energy! So many high-grade spirit treasures!" A Great Luo from the Celestial Court’s Empyrean Star God Ancient Clan inhaled sharply, his face alight with delight.

Another Great Luo from the Primordial Source Ancient Clan pondered briefly before solemnly instructing, "Disciples, remember—supreme treasures possess sentience. Do not extinguish their true spirits. Let each rely on their own means, communicating with sincerity!"

"Hold, everyone! There’s an additional line of text in the corner of the stele—someone has beaten us here!" The Great Luo Ancestor of the Primordial Heart Soul Ancient Clan frowned deeply, halting the immortals.

Among the Celestial Court’s ancient clans, the Primordial Heart Soul Ancient Clan boasted the strongest soul power and most peerless divination skills.

Soon, this Great Luo deciphered the encrypted notice on the stele.

Her expression grave, she said, "Honored colleagues, have any of you heard of the Violet Mansion Celestial Court? Not the ‘Purple Subtlety’ of the North Star, but the ‘Violet’ of the crape myrtle flower!"

As she spoke, she translated and projected the notice for the other Great Luo to read.

"What arrogance! I’ve never heard of this ‘Violet Mansion Celestial Court’!"

"The crape myrtle tree is also called the ‘ticklish tree,’ graceful in form and vibrant in bloom. But this ‘Violet Mansion Celestial Court’ is unknown to me. Though I recall a ‘Purple Star Continent’ in the lower realm that produced quite a few prodigies—like that remarkable woman, Chen Lingxiu. A pity, really..."

"Never heard of it. Probably just some lucky upstart who stumbled in here and left this behind. Pay it no mind—let’s just collect the treasures!"

"..."

The other five Great Luo shook their heads, their expressions haughty and dismissive. Their burning gazes fixed on the floating high-grade spirit treasures within the paradise, and they immediately ordered their disciples to begin harvesting.

Only the Primordial Heart Soul Ancient Clan, heeding their ancestor’s words, remained at the entrance, watching anxiously as the other clans seized treasures.

"Ancestor! This proclamation is clearly just a scare tactic! Are we really not going in?!"

"Ancestor! They're all scrambling for the spirit treasures—if we don't act now, we won't even get a scrap left!"

"Ancestor! I request to join the fight!"

"Ancestor..."

The Great Luo Ancestor lifted his gaze, watching the cultivators frantically chasing after the treasures within the paradise. A soft murmur escaped his lips, "Could it truly be that I’ve overthought this? Yet why does this unease cling to me like a shadow?"

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