Chapter 823: Then Let's Continue

What Lin Fan feared most was that Chick would stupidly blurt out the origins of those three freak sons.

If they found out that those three freak sons were born from a domestic hen, he had no idea what their expressions would be.

In Lin Fan's mind, this would definitely cause an explosion.

"How did she die?" Zi Feng asked.

"She died in childbirth," Chick said.

How a domestic hen could successfully give birth to those three freaks had always been something Lin Fan couldn't understand.

Logically, the spiritual energy required during the pregnancy should have drained the hen dry, yet who would have thought it held out to such an extent?

What Lin Fan didn't know was that when the hen gave birth to Chick's three freak sons, Zhang Ergou and the others were in a frantic uproar.

Countless precious divine pills were all fed to the hen in one go.

If outsiders knew, they would definitely spit out a mouthful of old blood, because it was such a waste.

"Ah, my son, don't be too sad. But I wonder what race she was? When we have the chance, your father and I will go visit," Zi Feng said.

Chick blinked his eyes, thought for a moment, then spoke, "Seems like the Hen race."

"Uh!"

"Hen race? What kind of race is that?"

The Dragon Ancestor God and Zi Feng were both completely baffled; they had never heard of such a race.

Lin Fan was dumbfounded upon hearing this. Hen your sister.

This Hen race was the kind that, when grown up, goes into the pot and into the stomach.

"The Hen race is a race of the Primordial Chaos Realm. Although not as good as the Ten Great Ferocious Beasts, they still have some abilities."

"At the break of dawn, the hen crows, the day arrives, and living beings rise. For the creatures of the Primordial Chaos Realm, the Hen race is of utmost importance and has great merit." Lin Fan forcefully explained.

For Zi Feng and the Dragon Ancestor God, they had no idea what the Hen race was, but hearing Lin Fan speak so highly of it, they nodded.

Although it fell short of the Ten Great Ferocious Beasts, it wasn't too bad.

At this point, Lin Fan didn't want to keep bluffing the Dragon Ancestor God, so he signaled to Chick.

And Chick fully understood Lin Fan's intention, then said in a coquettish tone, "Mom, I'm hungry."

"Alright, alright, Mom will take you now."

Hearing this, the Dragon Ancestor God was momentarily troubled. That was his treasury; letting someone enter freely was hard to part with.

But under Zi Feng's dominance, the Dragon Ancestor God dared not rebel and could only silently agree.

Originally, Lin Fan wasn't qualified to enter, but with the help of Chick and the three freak chicks, he managed to get in successfully.

Even if the Dragon Ancestor God was unwilling a thousand times over, at that moment, there was nothing he could do.

Now, Lin Fan looked at the stone door before him, his whole body trembling with excitement.

This was the Dragon Ancestor God's treasury; he wondered how many treasures were inside.

"Open the door," Zi Feng glared at the Dragon Ancestor God.

The Dragon Ancestor God's heart ached slightly, reluctant, but under the pressure of female authority, he sighed and had no choice but to open the treasury door.

Rumble!

The treasury opened, and countless treasures burst forth from the gap.

Feeling the vast treasure aura, Lin Fan couldn't help but marvel. If just the leaked treasure aura had such momentum, how many treasures must be inside?

The Dragon race could be said to be the wealthiest race.

"Take whatever you want, no need to be polite," Zi Feng said.

Lin Fan didn't know what to say at the moment and could only silently nod. Chick and the three freak sons, however, didn't hesitate and rushed straight into the treasury.

Lin Fan followed closely behind.

"Zi Feng, is this really appropriate? Letting a human enter the treasury, if..." At this moment, with only the two of them in the world, the Dragon Ancestor God asked.

"What, can't bear to part with it?" Zi Feng retorted.

"It's not that, it's just that letting a human enter the treasury feels a bit inappropriate," the Dragon Ancestor God said, his heart aching. These treasures were all painstakingly accumulated by him; if this human emptied the treasury, what would he do?

"What's inappropriate? Can't you see that the child has a good relationship with that human? And what are you accumulating all these treasures for? Are you planning to find someone else after I die?"

"Zi Feng, what nonsense are you talking? How could I, Huang Wusheng, be that kind of person?"

"Hmph, you don't seem honest. In the future, these assets will be left to the child anyway. Now the child can give them to whomever he wants. Stop talking nonsense. Once this great tribulation is over, you will step down."

"Fine."

...

"Damn, this is even richer than a whole world."

When Lin Fan entered the treasury, he was dazzled by the sight before him.

In the void, countless treasures floated densely.

Dao artifacts, all Dao artifacts.

And all were masterless Dao artifacts.

Each Dao artifact's spirit drifted out, playing within the treasury.

Even the pills, accumulated over time, had given birth to pill spirits.

Lin Fan looked for Chick's figure, and when he saw him, Chick had already plunged into a pile of pills, devouring them desperately.

"Truly wealthy. Chick's luck is too good."

Lin Fan exclaimed. With the resources of this treasury, even ten thousand sects couldn't compare.

Lin Fan kept searching for Saint Yang Pills. These treasures and pills were beneath his notice; with enough materials, he could forge such treasures himself.

Just then, Lin Fan stopped.

Before him, a dragon forged from unknown materials coiled in the sky, its mouth wide open, spewing countless Saint Yang Pills.

"This... this."

Seeing this, Lin Fan was momentarily stunned.

In a single breath, the Saint Yang Pills spewing from the dragon's mouth were countless, simply heaven-defying.

A river of Saint Yang, this was a true river of Saint Yang.

Dragons of Saint Yang soared up, each composed of hundreds of billions of Saint Yang Pills.

At this moment, Lin Fan desperately wanted to collect all these Saint Yang Pills.

But thinking that he was still on someone else's turf, emptying all the Saint Yang Pills seemed a bit unreasonable.

Lin Fan flicked his sleeve, and ten Saint Yang dragons were drawn into his cave heaven.

One trillion in hand.

Lin Fan didn't know the Dragon Ancestor God's limit, so he planned to take slowly and gauge his reaction.

Outside!

"This kid directly took a trillion Saint Yang Pills." The Dragon Ancestor God had been watching from outside, and he noticed that this human didn't want anything else, only Saint Yang Pills.

Although Saint Yang Pills weren't too important to the Dragon race, a trillion was no small matter.

"A trillion and you're already pained? Are you still the Dragon Ancestor God?" Zi Feng said.

"This is a trillion! Even with the Heavenly Dragon Formation, it takes a thousand years to condense that much," the Dragon Ancestor God said painfully.

"Oh no, this kid is moving again, another trillion. I have to stop him," the Dragon Ancestor God panicked as he saw the kid take another trillion.

"Look at your pathetic state. If you don't want me to get angry, just shut up," Zi Feng said, raising an eyebrow in displeasure.

"I... I." The Dragon Ancestor God's heart was wounded.

In just a short while, two trillion Saint Yang Pills were gone.

Now, Lin Fan grew bolder. After taking two trillion without any reaction, his heart had skipped a beat, thinking he might have taken too much, but when he found the Dragon Ancestor God didn't say a word, his courage swelled.

"There's still so much."

Lin Fan looked at the Saint Yang Pills in the treasury and realized that the two trillion he had taken was just a drop in the bucket, insignificant.

In that case... then let's continue.