I Truly Am The Villian Chapter 2408 2407: Method to Enter the Holy Fall Pavilion, Teleportation Array

This Fatty Wang holds a significant position in the Holy Court.

He manages the food workshop, which holds considerable authority for many young disciples.

After all, the food from the workshop plays a substantial role in building foundations and changing aptitude for the younger generation.

It's well known that in the later stages of cultivation, reliance on understanding the Great Dao becomes essential, and absorbing more of nature's spiritual energy proves futile.

However, in the early stages of cultivation, aptitude and talent are incredibly crucial.

Take a step forward, and you're steps ahead.

With so many peers around, a moment's laxity will leave you trailing behind.

Hence, the status of the food workshop is quite extraordinary.

And as the owner of the workshop, Fatty Wang naturally wields considerable power.

Yet, this power depends on whom he compares it with.

The Thirty-Six Holy Emperors hold a high-ranking position within the Holy Court.

Fatty Wang certainly pales in comparison.

He approached with a smile, saying, "Greetings, Dragon Python Holy Emperor. What orders do you have?"

Typically, a Holy Emperor rarely visits the food workshop.

Since they do not need such spiritual food to enhance their aptitude.

Reaching their level, only exceptional divine herbs might stir their interest.

"I've heard you often prepare blood food for Haotian?" Dragon Python Holy Emperor queried.

Fatty Wang hesitated for a moment.

This matter of blood food isn't honorable.

However, due to Haotian's status, some matters remain unspoken but understood.

He didn't comprehend why Dragon Python Holy Emperor suddenly took the trouble to address this issue.

Thus, he cautiously responded, "I merely follow Haotian's orders, and ask nothing further."

"Don't be tense; I didn't come to criticize," replied Dragon Python Holy Emperor.

"I have some matters I wish to discuss with Haotian, but I've heard he remains secluded in the Holy Fall Pavilion."

"Since that place is inconvenient for me to approach, you should understand it's a special time."

"Moreover, I've heard those delivering blood food can enter Holy Fall Pavilion, so I want my guard to deliver my handwritten letter to Haotian under the guise of delivering blood food, thereby adhering to regulations."

Upon hearing Dragon Python Holy Emperor's words, Fatty Wang felt somewhat troubled.

"What, is my word insufficient?" Dragon Python Holy Emperor slightly furrowed his brow.

Fatty Wang was startled internally.

He hurriedly replied, "My lord, don't misunderstand. If it were in the past, I'd have agreed. But now, during these special times, all routes to the Holy Fall Pavilion are sealed."

"Not even blood food deliveries are permitted."

Upon hearing this, Dragon Python Holy Emperor slightly frowned.

The final route obstructed too.

Should they really resort to force?

Yet, force is the worst option; neither he nor Xu Zimei wished to reach that point.

As Dragon Python Holy Emperor hesitated, Fatty Wang glanced around and suddenly whispered, "My lord, could we speak somewhere else?"

Dragon Python Holy Emperor nodded slightly.

The three entered Fatty Wang's living quarters.

Once safety was confirmed, Fatty Wang then said, "My lord, actually the matter you mentioned isn't necessarily impossible.

But it's a bit unorthodox."

"However, as you know, Haotian is never one to adhere strictly to rules."

"Previously, regarding blood food, everyone knew but overlooked, as I was responsible for finding someone to deliver to Haotian."

"But this time, the Holy Ancestor personally decreed an embargo on Holy Fall Pavilion.

Yet without blood food, Haotian's cultivation would falter."

"Thus, despite the Holy Ancestor's prohibition, Haotian still secretly seeks blood food."

"To be honest, I'm caught in the middle, blood food is easy to find, but not a person to deliver it!"

"Acquaintances won't risk it, and strangers I dare not employ, for fear of discovery by the Holy Ancestor, you understand…"

Upon hearing this, Xu Zimei and Dragon Python Holy Emperor exchanged a glance.

Indeed, it's a ray of hope emerging!

Fatty Wang was troubled finding a suitable blood food deliverer, when Dragon Python Holy Emperor brought Xu Zimei along.

Their collaboration was seamless.

"Rest assured, I, the Emperor, care not for these affairs, nor shall I inform anyone," Dragon Python Holy Emperor expressed.

"Furthermore, my guard too shall maintain silence; sending him to deliver blood food is undoubtedly feasible."

Fatty Wang nodded slightly.

He trusted Dragon Python Holy Emperor.

For Dragon Python Holy Emperor is no ordinary Holy Emperor; he possesses tremendous prowess, yet in all these years of residing within the Holy Court, he maintains no grievances with anyone, treating all amicably.

His integrity, without question, is impeccable.

Otherwise, how could he easily confide in others regarding such a risky matter?

It can only be said that Dragon Python Holy Emperor's carefully built reputation over the years indeed proves valuable.

After coordinating with Fatty Wang, they decided to commence the following day.

Fatty Wang had to prepare blood food overnight.

Meanwhile, Xu Zimei and Dragon Python Holy Emperor returned to their Twin Dragon Cave Heaven.

...…

"Within the Holy Fall Pavilion, everything depends on you; I know nothing about it," Dragon Python Holy Emperor said.

"Don't worry; once inside, I'll handle the rest myself," Xu Zimei nodded slightly.

Early the next day, Xu Zimei went looking for Fatty Wang promptly.

Fatty Wang had prepared everything the previous night.

He handed Xu Zimei a blood bead that contained all the blood food.

Though Xu Zimei didn't open it, the overwhelming scent of blood assaulted him.

Upon sniffing it, even his mouth filled with the taste of blood.

"Follow me. Once inside, don't wander, don't speak.

Deliver the goods and then leave," Fatty Wang advised.

"Also, if discovered by anyone, don't report me or your lord; the consequences are your own to bear."

Fatty Wang led Xu Zimei to a Void Gate.

Using a token, he opened the portal.

A long staircase appeared within.

This staircase extended indefinitely, directly leading to the heavens, the sole path to Holy Fall Pavilion.

"Why such hassle? Can't you simply step into the void?" Xu Zimei asked.

"Child, you know nothing. The Holy Fall Pavilion you see with your flesh eye isn't even in the same space as us.

If you fail to find the spatial layer, you'll never locate Holy Fall Pavilion in your lifetime."

Fatty Wang sneered.

"Moreover, in these special times, around Holy Fall Pavilion lies the Heavenly Net Earthly Trap. If you don't tread this path, a hundred lives wouldn't suffice to save you."

"Boy, be sharp!"

After saying this, Fatty Wang placed Xu Zimei on the staircase and promptly closed the Void Gate.

Xu Zimei felt as though these stairs were akin to a Teleportation Array, beginning to transport him into Holy Fall Pavilion.

Witnessing this, Xu Zimei was further convinced that the Space Ancient God's heritage was indeed within Holy Fall Pavilion.

Since Holy Fall Pavilion was situated deep in the void.

As Fatty Wang described, without traversing this path, all you'd ever perceive is mere mirage, illusion, all deceptive.