Rebirth Of The Urban Immortal Cultivator

by Stayrr

Chen Fan, the great cultivator, failed to transcend the Tribulation of Heaven: the final stage of his cultivation. Little did he know that this accident would bring him back to Earth and turn back time to five hundred years ago when he was just a teenager. 'I had once reached the precipice of power in the known universe and could look down on the ten thousand realms with pride; I

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Chapter 385: Massacre of The Fuji Clan

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Meanwhile, Violet was running away from Chen Fan as fast as she could.

She swam in the darkness of the night effortlessly, turning herself into a blurry moving shadow in the darkness. Her long legs were surprisingly muscular, and she could easily jump from one rooftop to the other effortlessly.

However, Violet couldn't shake off the fear that was rooted so deeply in her heart.

The sound of battle seemed to have subsided, and the quietness unnerved her. She knew that Chen Fan had done with the Ninjas and was on her heels.

Violet knew from the outset that Chen Fan meant to kill her. Although she had followed Chen Fan for only a few days, she had registered the ruthlessness in Chen Fan. Unlike most other men, Chen Fan was impervious to her sexually charged appearance. Making him even harder to manipulate than Genkaza Takeda. One look at Chen Fan's indifferent eyes, Violet already knew that she couldn't let her guard down.

That was the moment she made up her mind to leave her ninja warriors to their own devices and spun her tail.

"How was that possible? How could he even defeat the military?"

Even now, Violet still had difficulty grappling with reality.

The phone call was from one of her sources in the Japanese government who she trusted greatly. Violet knew running away from Chen Fan was her only option. By now, she had lost anyone whom she could count on.

"I need to head back to the base. The defense there could be able to slow Chen Beixuan down. Plus, Sensei is still guarding the fort. That was if Chen Beixuan was fast enough to follow me. I am an elite Ninja and an expert at the Art of Concealment."

The Fuji Ninja Clan had existed over a few hundred years and therefore Violet would feel much safer once she regrouped with her clan.

Violet's mind raced. She reflected on the latest development and also tried to hide her tracks, she did everything with great economy of movement and extraordinary speed.

Chen Fan was a dozen kilometers away from her, and he took his time and sauntered forward with a great measure of levity.

Chen Fan had branded Violet as soon as he had dealt with the four demon gods. The mark guided Chen Fan to Violet once he had defeated the Fourteenth Brigade.

"After I am done with the Fuji Ninja Clan, I will go to Tokyo and get rid of the ones that were responsible for the attack on me. After that, I think it's about time for me to leave Japan and return to China for a long period of hard cultivation in seclusion."

Chen Fan's body suddenly flickered out of view and reappeared thirty meters further down the path.

Despite the injury he had sustained, he felt that it was worth the trip. Not only had he gained five Immortal guardians in his Summoning Flute of Demon God, but he had also learned a lot from the battle against the Fourteenth Brigade.

The take away for Chen Fan was a clear picture of the exact power of the modern military.

The victory had also given him a bargaining chip while he negotiated with other nations. That being said, he wagered that since he had caught the nations' attention, they would also start to analyze his ability, trying to come up with methods to counter his power.

"That would be useless. My speed of improvement is much faster than the rate at which the governments rolling out new weapons." Chen Fan's lips curled into a cold smile.

When America or Russia finally invented a special weapon to counter Chen Fan, he might have already reached Immortal Sea level, if not Connate Spirit Level. By then, the weapon they had just invented would need to be upgraded without even being used once.

Chen Fan contemplated what would happen in the future as he slowly followed Violet for a few dozen kilometers and reached a quiet mountain valley.

This was the base of operation for the Fuji Ninja Clan, and it was in a mountain valley just outside of Fukuoka.

"Hew!"

Violet heaved a sigh as soon as she was through the threshold between the valley and the flat floodplain. She carefully avoided a dozen lethal booby traps and reached the other end of the valley where the land opened up a little. Hidden deep inside of the valley was a small village nestled against the mountains on both sides.

This was the village where the Fuji Ninja Clan had lived for generations.

"Sect leader is back"

Violet's appearance had stirred up the villagers.

Many ninjas rushed out of their simple house to receive Violet. Almost everyone living in the village was a Ninja. They could easily defeat any Taekwondo or Karate black belt. The combined might of all the Ninjas in the village would easily drive a Grandmaster away. Their unwavering solidarity had earned them the right to survive in Kyushu island for hundreds of years.

"Violet, why are you all by yourself? Where is Inu Ni?"

A village elder waddled toward Violet like a king. He asked in confusion.

Inu Ni was one of the few high ranking Ninjas in the village. He was also the first one who threw himself at Chen Fan. He had always been Violet's right-hand man. The elder knew everyone in the village and he was aware that Inu Ni had left with Violet to the Yukishiro family's residence.

Betraying Chen Fan wasn't Violet's personal decision, it was a unanimous opinion of all clan members. The national leaders in Tokyo had agreed to hand help the Fuji Ninja Clan to claim supremacy in Kyushu's underground world in exchange for their loyalty.

It was an opportunity that the Fuji Ninja Clan could not pass up.

Chen Beixuan had helped the Fuji Ninja Clan by getting rid of their biggest rivals: Lord Susano, Genkaza Takeda, and the Yukishiro family. Therefore, the government's promise was not simply empty talk, Violet could actually see that happening once Chen Beixuan was dealt with.

"I need to see Sensei now. Please lead me to him."

Violet's face was hard and gloomy. She announced in a cold voice.

The elder's heart sank to the bottom; he knew something terrible had happened. He quickly turned around and led Violet deep into the village until they reached the area that was off-limits to most villagers.

The forbidden area was empty and had only one wooden shack in the middle.

Violet came up to the wooden shack until she was only ten paces away. She knelt down and then lowered her body until it was flat against the ground. "Sensei, we are in trouble now. We need your help."

"Haven't I told you to not disturb me unless the survival of the Fuji Ninja Clan is at stake?" A wizened voice drifted out from within. It was dry and husky as if two pieces of sandpaper rubbing against each other.

"Our Ninja Clan is going to face the biggest challenge it has ever faced: Chen Beixuan," Violet said.

"Who is this Chen Beixuan? The name sounds Chinese." The wizened voice paused a second and asked in confusion.

Violet had to start from the beginning and told the old man everything she knew about Chen Fan. The elder inside the wooden shack was the last clan leader who had been living in seclusion in the wooden shack for decades. Even Lord Susano was convinced that he was dead. Therefore, he was not aware of the going-on outside the village.

The elder made a barely audible sound when he heard that Chen Fan had destroyed the Susano Shrine.

Later, when he heard that Chen Fan had killed four Demon Gods and Takemiya Hiro, the elder blanched.

When Violet finally mentioned that Chen Fan had destroyed the Fourteenth Brigade and struck down seventeen jets, the wooden shack exploded and a dark shadow emerged from the explosion. When the dust settled, an old man with shriveled body that was wrapped with bandages appeared before Violet.

He was the last generation clan leader, Fuji Taki

He used to be as famous as Chizuru Masahiro and Genkaza Takeda and was the only Elite Ninja in the Fuji Ninja Clan. Although his overall strength was not as great as that of a Transcendent Grandmaster, he could inflict so much damage that made him feared by many peak level Grandmasters.

Before Violet was able to say anything, Fuji Taki asked with shock and surprise written all over his face.

"Who is Chen Beixuan? He even defeated the Japan Self-Defense Forces? Is he one of the Immortal State Overlords from China?"

A voice came up somewhere in the distance before Violet was able to say anything. "Is he your final trump card?"

Violet looked around for the speaker and was startled to see Chen Fan standing not far from her with his hands linked behind his back. To enter the Fuji Clan's village, Chen Fan would have to pass countless lethal booby traps, yet clearly they were unable to slow Chen Fan down.

"Who are you? How dare you trespass the land of the Fuji Ninja Clan? You are courting death!" Fuji Taki narrowed his eyes as a powerful gush of energy swept across the open space. He had opened the flood gate, pouring out all the energy he had stored inside of him over the decade.

"Sensei, he is—"Violet rounded her eyes in surprise. She shouted at her teacher but was cut short by Chen Fan.

"Pathetic!"

Chen Fan waved a hand in the air, his movement was almost lazy. A blade suddenly appeared in between his fingers and then he slashed at the air, sending out a scintillating azure Blade Aura.

Fuji Taki's face darkened as soon as he saw the blade auras. Suddenly, he turned into a puff of dark smoke and disappeared into thin air. The Blade Auras went past the few wisps of smoke lingered about where the old man was standing. If Chen Fan had never fought against Theseus the Phantom, he might be shocked by the old man's trick.

However, Chen Fan had already known exactly what the old man was trying to do. He took a step forward, flashed out of view and reappeared a few dozen meters away. He then stomped the ground with one foot.

The stomping shook the earth as if a Heavenly Guard had just landed on earth with a superhero landing.

A powerful shockwave came up and ripped open the ground as it rippled outward, creating a cacophony of cracking, crumbling and snapping sounds.

A black shadow suddenly appeared right under Chen Fan's foot.

He was no other than Fuji Taki.

He was pinned under Chen Fan's boot, wedged in between the caved-in ground. Chen Fan's foot had gone through his chest, and he was dead on the spot. Fuji Taki was killed by Chen Fan. He didn't even get the chance to show Chen Fan the secret art he had invented after decades of secluded cultivation.

Disbelief was permanently etched onto his face even after his death.

He couldn't believe that he would be killed by Chen Fan with such ease. He had so many powerful moves up his sleeve. However, little did he know that he was dealing with someone way out of his league. Chen Fan could have killed any mid-stage Transcendent State cultivator with no more than three moves.

Then and only then, Violet finally finished her warning.

"He is Chen Beixuan!"

When she registered that her warning had come too late, she gave Chen Fan a desperate and fearful look.

Her body trembled as she mustered as much courage as she could and then bowed slightly: "Master... I.. I am so sorry. Please forgive me. I will—"

Chen Fan cut her short with a sharp glinting azure-colored blade auras.

"Puhh!"

Violet's head was severed from her shoulder. Not even Fuji Taki could have survived Chen Fan's attack, much less Violet.

Such as it is, Chen Fan had dealt with the traitor with one decisive blow. Even before the moment of her death, Violet couldn't believe that Chen Fan would have killed her without even the slightest hesitation

"Did you kill our clan leader and elder?"

Some clan members who had witnessed the bloodshed pointed their fingers at Chen Fan angrily.

The development had riled up all the Ninjas in the village. They rushed toward the scene with weapons. Some had already hurled their throwing weapons at Chen Fan. They couldn't allow the murderer of their clan leader to get away with his crime.

Chen Fan was unfazed by incoming attacks. He folded his finger and summoned two sharp Blade Auras that glowed a blinding light.

He had made up his mind to slaughter everyone in the Fuji Ninja Clan.

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Chapter 386: You Dictate Politics, I Dictate Life And Death

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

"Urhh!"

A dozen throwing weapons were hurled at Chen Fan, each with an ear-piercing whistle. These ninjas were not only masters of Ninjitsu, but also of Martial Arts. Many of them had similar Internal Force as their Martial Arts counterparts. The Internal Force that they infused on their weapon was able to pierce through huge tree trunks or metal plates with ease.

"Peng! Peng!"

These deadly weapons hit Chen Fan's Arcane Energy Bulwark a meter away from Chen Fan and bounced off. Before the Ninjas realized that their attacks were ineffectual, Chen Fan charged into the crowd.

So deadly was his martial arts prowess, that each and every one of his movements carried a force that could move a planet. Each hack and slash sent out a glinting Blade Aura that surged up a few dozen meters, killing more Ninjas in its way.

"Shushu."

In less than half a minute, Chen Fan had killed over two hundred men.

"Bakayaro!"

The massacre angered an elder of the village. He rushed forward and pulled a thin blade out of his cane. The blade's body was dark as coal: a sign that it was treated by a special coating. As the village elder brandished it in the air, it reflected no light; a perfect weapon for assassins. It would be particularly useful when used in the darkness of the night.

The elder looked old and fragile but as soon as he pulled out the blade, his shriveled up muscles burgeoned as he charged up his energy to the maximum. He hacked his blade at Chen Fan with enough force to sever the flow of water.

As one of the few high ranking Ninjas in the clan, the elder's attack packed no less force than that of Violet.

However, the elder's attack with abandon was countered by Chen Fan with a wave of the hand. An azure light struck the elder when he was still in the air and pulverized his mortal coil into a cloud of bloody mist.

Seeing the death of their elder, the ninjas finally wavered. They moaned the death of their elders as they turned on their heels. Their minds had been seized by a fit of anger after seeing Chen Fan murdering their clan leader. However, after the reality set in, they finally gave up and ran for their lives.

"Humph, where do you think you can go?"

Chen Fan snorted and flashed out. He reappeared in fits and starts, and quickly caught up with a deserter. He kicked the deserter from behind, knocking him off balance. After the ninja had fallen onto the ground, Chen Fan stomped on his body with a foot, ending the ninja's life outright. Then Chen Fan flickered out of view once again and appeared behind a middle-aged ninja. He pressed his palm hard on the back of the ninja, forcing him to the ground and squashed the ninja in between his palm and the earth.

These ninjas used all kinds of Arts of Concealment or secret arts that they knew of, but none of them could escape Chen Fan.

After Chen Fan had killed everyone in the Ninja Clan, he set the village on fire and burnt it to the ground. Then and only then, he left the burnt-down village and hundreds of corpses behind and left the valley

The Fuji Ninja Clan was wiped out from the world.

Chen Fan went straight to Yukishiro Sa after he was done with the Fuji Ninja Clan. Yukishiro Sa was hiding in a small mansion just outside of Fukuoka. She was wanted by the Japanese government because of her connection with Chen Fan.

Yukishiro Sa came up to Chen Fan as soon as she saw him.

"Master, the police came to the Yukishiro family's residence as soon as I left. I left in a hurry, and only brought a little cash and a few credit cards with me. I wager that most of the Yukishiro family's assets must be seized by the government as well. I no longer have the resources to call upon my family employees."

Yukishiro Sa's voice was filled with sorrow and distress.

The Yukishiro family had just acquired all the assets of the Susano Shrine, so its wealth was in the billions. Their shares in the major investment groups were also priceless. After Chen Fan defeating the military, he became the most wanted man in Japan. The Japanese Government had frozen any bank account that was related to him. By now, Yukishiro Sa couldn't even get in touch with her family employees, and she was worried that some of them might turn on her.

"It doesn't matter. Money is just a burden anyways. We will get it back as long as we still hold the power." Chen Fan sitting on a sofa said calmly.

Chen Fan had never cared about the wealth of Susano Shrine nor that of the Yukishiro family.

Chen Fan had made a name for himself among the leaders around the world after he had defeated the Japanese Military. Everyone wanted to have him on their side. Sure, the Japanese hated him, but as soon as he extended an olive branch to any wealthy nation in the world, he would be showered with cash and assets as a reward.

However, at Chen Fan's level, money meant very little to him.

"Master, I want to follow you to China. I can't stay here in Japan any longer." Yukishiro Sa gritted her teeth and said. "I want to learn Martial arts from you and I don't want to be such a burden anymore. Keeping an eye on Violet was the only task you gave me, but I have failed. It's shameful."

Chen Fan was taken aback by the girl's words. He looked at the girl's face and noticed the sincerity and conviction in her eyes. He nodded and said: "Very well, I will bring you with me and teach you Martial arts. I promise you that you will surpass Violet in just a few years."

"But before I leave for China, I need to head down to Tokyo to collect some debt."

Chen Fan narrowed his glinting eyes as he said.

Chen Fan had gotten a dossier at the Ninja Clan's related to the military operation against him and he didn't like any bit of what he had learned.

Meanwhile, in the Mitsui family's manor just outside of Tokyo.

Nothing seemed out of the ordinary at first glance, but the manor was packed with armed bodyguards in black suits. With their faces as hard as stones, they carried a soldier-like discipline with them.

In fact, these bodyguards were elite members of the Japan Self-Defense Forces. The family lord of the Mitsui Family was an extremely influential man in Japan and it wasn't difficult for him to call upon the Japan Self-Defense Forces for protection.

"Do you think the family lord is overreacting a little bit? I doubt Chen Beixuan knows that it's us behind the military operation." One of the leaders of the Mitsui Family shook his head and said.

"Our family lord is getting old and that's what old people do, they grow suspicious." Another leader cracked a smile. "I have heard that the prime minister had already met with the American general. I think it wouldn't take long before the Americans start to act. After they are done dealing with Chen Beixuan, we wouldn't need these bodyguards any more."

They were so engrossed in their conversation that they didn't notice a barely visible shadow had passed them.

Chen Fan had used the Invisibility Spell and walked right into the manor of the Mitsui Family. The Invisibility Spell was a minor Dharmatic Art that Chen Fan had learned as soon as he entered the Ethereal Enlightenment. However, at this stage, the Invisibility Spell couldn't only avoid detection of naked eyes, but couldn't pass infrared and metal detectors.

Once Chen Fan reached Divine Sea or Connate Spirit level, Chen Fan would be able to use Divine Concealment Spell and turn his physical body into a little more than an apparition.

However, the Invisibility Spell would do for now.

The spell had allowed Chen Fan to enter the Mitsui Family's manor despite the presence of guards.

"So the American military is going to take action?" Chen Fan overheard the two's conversation and furrowed his brows. "Looks like I need to hurry. Although I am not afraid of the Americans, my body might not be able to last another battle."

Unlike the Japan Self-Defense Forces, The American forces consisted of well trained professional soldiers. It was the most powerful military force in the world. Currently, only the military in a few countries such as China and Russia could rival the American forces. Worse, the Americans also had a huge nuclear capability that could devastate the entire planet.

If the Americans really got pissed off, they might as well use nuclear bombs again as they did during WW2.

It wouldn't be the first time the Americans used a nuclear weapon in Japan.

Chen Fan would rather stay as far away from nuclear weapons as possible before he reached the Connate Spirit.

The new information didn't deter Chen Fan in the slightest. He followed the lead of his Divine Sense and walked deeper into the Mitsui Family's compound until he reached a small house. Inside the house, Mitsui Kazuo was alone all by himself.

Chen Fan revealed himself and walked into the room.

"Mitsui Yuto, is that you? Didn't I tell you to leave?" Hearing the creaking of the door and footsteps, Mitsui Kazuo furrowed his brows and asked coldly.

Chen Fan didn't say a word. He entered the living room, walked over to the large hearth and picked up a cup of tea on the mantle.

Mitsui Kazuo was startled by the silence, so he turned and noticed the man walking into his house was not Mitsui Yuto at all. He scowled at Chen Fan and asked hotly: "Who are you? Where is Mitsui Yuto?"

Mitsui Kazuo had no idea that the young man was his nightmare that he tried to keep at bay all the while.

Chen Fan swilled the tea around the bottom of the cup and said with a smile

"You incited the Japanese government to use its military against me, and now you are rallying the Americans. But you don't even know who I am?"

Mitsui Kazuo's face turned dark and his hands started shaking uncontrollably. His face twitched, preventing him from forming a sentence in his mouth. In the end, he managed to squeeze out the visitor's name in between his tightly clenched jaws.

"Chen Beixuan!"

"Yes, that's me. Relax Mr. Mitsui. I like your tea, are you going to have one as well?"

Chen Fan waved a hand and suddenly, Mitsui Kazuo was seized by an unseen force that placed in a chair right before Chen Fan. His hands and arms moved without his order and picked up the cup of tea and poured its contents into his mouth.

He felt the burn in his throat right away, but the hot liquid kept on coming until the cup was dry.

"Chen Beixuan, what do you want? I can tell the Prime Minister to rescind the wanted order and ask the Americans to reconsider their operation. Just name your price!"

Despite the pin pricking sensation in his throat, Mitsui Kazuo pleaded for his life.

He was one of the most powerful men in Japan and with his perspicacity and experience, he knew that Chen Fan was here to kill him.

"Killing me will give you nothing. It would only egg the prime minister on and double down their determination to bring you to justice. My death would also spur the Americans into action and they might even exert pressure on the Chinese government in order to get you."

There was a hint of pride flickering in Mitsui Kazuo's eyes in fits and starts as he spoke. "Mr. Chen Beixuan, you are a smart man, so I believe you know what is best for you. Let me go and we can work together. With your personal strength and the Mitsui Family's political clout, we can achieve anything!"

So saying, Mitsui Kazuo's eyes lit up with a fervent light.

It was as if the power-mongering old man believed that he could sway Chen Fan to join him.

If Chen Fan was a Grandmaster or an ordinary Immortal State cultivator, he might have spared Mitsui Kazuo's life.

However, Chen Beixuan gave the old man a mocking smile and said: "What makes you think that I need an assistant? If I want anything, I will just take it myself."

Under Mitsui Kazuo's shocked eyes, Chen Fan walked out of the room after leaving a resounding remark: "Remember, you might have been able to dictate the politics in this country, I dictate your life and death."

To Mitsui Kazuo's horror, he watched as both of his hands grabbed onto his throat and squeezed it until the world turned dark.

2009 January 21st, Chen Beixuan had killed the family leader of the Mitsui Family, Mitsui Kazuo.

The news terrified all the Japanese political top dogs.

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Chapter 387: Leaving Japan

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Mitsui Kazuo was dead.

The news was even more shocking to the politicians of East Asia than Takemiya Hiro and the four Demon Gods' sudden death and the crushing defeat of the Fourteenth Brigade.

Most of them had dealt with Mitsui Kazuo before and had heard of many of his incredible stories. As the last boss at the Mitsui Group, he was one of the main contributors to the rebuilding of postwar Japan. He was also the maker of the golden era in Japan. He and his friends in the government had lead Japan, a war-torn nation out of recession and deprivation and became the second strongest economy in the world. Their economy mighty have even threatened to surpass the Americans in the 80s.

The Mitsui Group owns many companies that were familiar to Chinese and Korean citizens: Sony, Toyota, Toshiba, Sanyo, just to name a few. As the leader of the Mitsui family, the old man possessed unimaginable clout both in the political landscape as well as in the world of commerce. His influence could be felt across the entire East Asia.

However, Chen Fan had killed this legendary figure without any difficulties.

The leaders in East Asia couldn't help but feel threatened and in disbelief.

Chen Fan's previous victims, such as Takemiya Hiro, Lord Susano or the soldiers of the Fourteenth Brigade were from a different cast than those in power, so their demise in the hands of Chen Fan didn't make them feel threatened. However, Mitsui Kazuo was a role model among the elites, and his death was much closer to home to politicians and tycoons. The family lord of the Lee Family of the Samsung Group, for example, was inspired by Mitsui Kazuo in his youth and held the old man in the highest regard.

Therefore, when the Lee Family Lord heard the death of Mitsui Kazuo, he was disheartened beyond measure.

The news had taken the oxygen out of Lord Lee's lungs. His face turned dark as he murmured: "How dare he? How dare he kill that old man?"

This went on for a while until some servants started to worry about Lord Lee's mental stability. When they came up to Lord Lee to check on him, the old man pushed them away with great force and ordered the death of Lee Hyeok-Gyu with resounding resolution. He then sent out an envoy to China to officially apologize to Chen Beixuan.

The death of Mitsui Kazuo had scared many mighty figures in east Asian. It had become evident to them that Chen Fan wielded enough power to crush an army, and he would not hesitate a second to use his power, regardless of the implication. Anyone who messed with him would have to pay a price, regardless of the person's prestige and power.

The prime minister was shaken to the core. He scrambled to call upon the Americans for their assistance to bring Chen Beixuan to justice. The Prime Minister's office had to push aside many other important matters in order to focus on dealing with Chen Beixuan.

However, unknown to the Japanese, Chen Fan was already on a cruise ship back to China.

Chen Fan wagered that the death of Mitsui Kazuo should serve as a lesson for the Japanese bureaucrats. They would think twice before making a move against Chen Fan next time.

"Mr. Chen, Miss Yukishiro, the banquet is about to start. Miss Kon Jen'yu is going to perform for our guest tonight. Would you two like to interact with her on stage? "The manager of the cruise was a courteous looking young man. He asked Chen Fan and Yukishiro Sa politely.

They were on the cruise named Queen Elizabeth

The cruise ship departed from Hong Kong and headed north along the Chinese coastline, then headed east toward Korea and then Japan. It would remain at the port of Osaka for a while before it headed back to Hong Kong.

The entire trip took ten days and it was sold as a ten-day East Asia Package at some of the most high-end travel companies.

The ship only weighted thirty thousand tons, much smaller than the Swan Princess that Chen Fan was on during his sojourn in Hong Kong. However, the inside of Queen Elizabeth was equally as opulent and comfortable as the Swan Princess. Chen Fan and Yukishiro Sa had booked the VIP pass that came with the entrance ticket to the banquets.

Kon Jen'yu?

Chen Fan crooked his head and was unfamiliar with the starlet's name.

Most well-established performers would not take jigs on a cruise ship. Chen Fan had met Yun Qianqian on the Swan Princess only because Nie Yuanhu and his son were throwing a party on the cruise ship.

"Very well, It's time to loosen up a little bit."

Chen Fan registered an expectant light in Yukishiro Sa's eyes, so he nodded his consent.

Ever since he arrived in Japan, he had been entangled in battle after battle: Kitaniwakawa, Takemiya Hiro, the four Demon Gods, and the Fourteenth Brigade. He barely even had time to relax and have a good night of sleep. The tense situations didn't allow Chen Fan to lower his guard while he was in Japan. However, they were about to leave Japanese territory and the China sea is only a few leagues away. Chen Fan thought that it was about time to loosen up a bit.

"Terrific! We will hand out the invitations right away. Please enjoy your meal." The manager bowed slightly and then backed away from the table.

After the manager was gone, Yukishiro Sa frowned and asked: "Master, what if the Japanese recognized us during the banquet?"

"So what? we are almost out of the Japanese territory and entering the China Sea. Are they going to send more fighter jets after me?" Chen Fan yawned and then said jeeringly: "I bet the Japanese are relieved that I am gone now."

Chen Fan's last comment had caught Yukishiro Sa by surprise, but soon she saw the truth in it.

It was better not having to deal with the problem at all than overcome the problem.

The government would have to keep their guard up as long as Chen Fan was still in Japan. The Prime Minister's office was already on the brink of collapse under the immense workload. To think that the Americans in Japan would be able to bring Chen Fan to justice was also just wishful thinking.

It would be easy for Chen Fan to deal with the American threat; he only had to hide inside a large city such as Tokyo. There were only ten thousand American soldiers in the entire Japan and even if they all gathered at Tokyo, the city was still too large for the Americans to comb through.

Therefore, the Japanese officials must be relieved after learning that Chen Fan had left Japan. It was simply too costly to fight against Chen Fan. All their previous actions were simply a bluff, intended to scare away Chen Fan. Not even the Prime Minister himself had faith in the American's ability to make a change.

"You have made a powerful nation become wary of you. Master, you are so badass." With that thought in mind, Yukishiro Sa looked at Chen Fan with a great measure of respect. All her doubts about Chen Fan's power had evaporated.

"Stop staring at me, eat your food now. We still have a banquet to attend."Chen Fan patted the girl's head and said: "Ah, right, don't call me master when we are in China. It's kinda weird. Just call me Young Lord."

"Yes, Mas... Young Lord." Yukishiro Sa lowered her head coquettishly, making her look like a well-trained obedient servant girl in the old times.

The banquet was held at the largest ballroom on Queen Elizabeth.

People on the cruise were elites from all over the world. There were celebrities from Hong Kong, Super rich from South East Asia and Zhong Hai, and elites from Korea.

The cruise stopped at many ports, and people were constantly getting on and off the ship. However, only those who had over ten million worth of assets would have received the invitation.

"I have heard Mr. Kon was in Korea as a guest on a talk show. She got on board when the ship stopped in Korea. As soon as she was aboard, the cruise manager requested her to perform on the stage."

A man carrying a wine cup in his hand put in.

"Kon Jen'yu is very popular these days. Her songs are all over the internet. My little one is a big fan of her and wanted to meet her for a while. I must ask her for an autograph when I see her later."

A tycoon with a puggy and greasy face said.

After Chen Fan and Yukishiro Sa changed into more decent clothing, they walked into the ballroom and joined the crowd.

In order to avoid the Japanese government's detection, Chen Fan had changed his appearance to that of a young college student. He and Yukishiro Sa looked like an odd couple while standing together. Yukishiro Sa was wearing a white dress that revealed her soft shoulders. She had kept other parts of her body covered, but somehow still seemed to have attracted much attention.

Since most of the people at the banquet were shrewd businessmen, they knew they couldn't judge a person by his appearance. Therefore, no one dared to look down on Chen Fan.

Many even suspected that Chen Fan was an heir of the super-rich in China, otherwise, he would not be able to have such a drop-dead gorgeous companion.

The two of them each picked a glass of wine and found a seat. Even as they were about to sit down, someone shouted at them in surprise.

"Miss Yukishiro?"

Chen Fan looked back and saw a spirited middle-aged man saunter toward them. The middle-aged man had a stately demeanor that contrasted with his glinting eyes. He trailed behind two bodyguards that were obviously powerful Internal Force users. Chen Fan could sense the Internal Force emanating from their body at a distance.

"Mr. Qi?" Yukishiro Sa was taken by surprise to see the middle-aged man as well. She hurried to fill Chen Fan in. "Young Lord, he is Qi Dongsheng, Qi Wangsun's father."

"He is Qi Dongsheng?"

Chen Fan shot a knowing glance at the middle-aged man.

He was the boss of the Dong Sheng Group, the tycoon of Northern China. In Chen Fan's last life, he had pushed Qi Wangsun into a corner and eventually spurred him to run away from him to the USA. Qi Wangsun had remained in the United States of America for the rest of his life in Chen Fan's last life. This time, Qi Wangsun's fate was altered for the better thanks to Chen Fan. If Qi Wangsun were to marry Yukishiro Sa while she was possessed by the Demon God, he would be manipulated by the possessed girl with ease.

Qi Dongsheng didn't recognize Chen Fan, he walked past Chen Fan with a broad smile on his face, and had not spared a glance at Chen Fan.

"Miss Yukishiro, what a small world! I have heard some news about your family, is everything OK?"

"I am fine. Thank you for your concern."

Yukishiro Sa gathered herself and said coldly.

If not because he was the father of Chen Fan's friend, she would not even readily offer a reply.

However, Qi Dongsheng didn't much mind Yukishiro Sa's cold tone since that was how he remembered how she was. He carried on a short conversation with Yukishiro Sa and as the rest of the guests recognized Qi Dongsheng, they all stayed away from him.

Qi Dongsheng didn't start to notice Chen Fan until he had prattled on for ten minutes. He gave Chen Fan a curious look and asked: "You look so familiar. Please remind me who is your father?"

"I am Chen Fan and I am Qi Wangsun's roommate." Chen Fan furrowed his brows and replied in Chinese.

"Ah-Ha! I apologize for not recognizing you. You look rather different than your picture." Despite Qi Dongsheng's words, he sounded contemptuous.

Qi Dongsheng's reaction made Chen Fan knot his brows even tighter.

Why didn't Qi Dongsheng recognize him?

Didn't his son tell him everything, tell him what Chen Fan had done to help the Qi family? Even if Qi Wangsun had omitted the details, why didn't Meng Zhong bring it up either?

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Chapter 388: Yang Qinhu Arrives

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

"Miss Yukishiro Sa, would you be so kind as to grace me and my friends at my table with your presence?" Qi Dongsheng glanced over Chen Fan and stopped paying attention to him. He put on a graveling smile on his face and said: "I have always wanted to meet with Master Kitaniwakawa, it would be great if you could introduce me to him one day."

His words had taken Yukishiro Sa by surprise.

"Mr. Qi. Kitaniwakawa is already dead." Yukishiro Sa let out an awkward smile.

"What?" Qi Dongsheng was taken aback by the news. "Master Kitaniwakawa was one of the most powerful Kendo masters in Japan, who would be able to kill him?"

Qi Dongsheng asked as disappointment flickered in his eyes.

Chen Fan watched their interaction from afar. It was evident that Qi Dongsheng really had no clue who he was and what he had done in Japan. He was oblivious of the series of momentous events that had taken place in Japan recently.

Yukishiro Sa glanced at Chen Fan and then answered hesitantly: "Haven't you heard what had happened in Japan of late? The Yukishiro family got involved and Master Kitaniwakawa died because of it."

"What has happened in Japan?" The question had taken Qi Dongsheng by surprise. "Are you talking about the battle between Master Chen and the sword sage, Takemiya Hiro? I have heard that they even destroyed the Tokyo Tower. I was there before the fight and, I even invited Takemiya Hiro for a dinner but he never got back to me."

After he had said that, Qi Dongsheng let out a sigh.

Qi Dongsheng had been staying in Japan for over ten days. During his stay, he had tried to visit as many Kendo Grandmasters as possible, hoping one of them would help him to fight against Yang Qinhu. However, the racket stirred up by Chen Beixuan had spoiled his plan since all the Grandmasters were busy dealing with Chen Fan and had no time for visitors.

Qi Dongsheng let out a wry smile as he continued.

"I had thought that I could count on Kitaniwakawa, but he is dead now. What should I do now? Did the Dong Sheng Group really come to an end?"

So saying, Qi Dongsheng shook his head disheartened.

Yukishiro Sa and Chen Fan looked at each other knowingly. It was clear that Qi Dongsheng knew nothing of what had happened in Japan. Otherwise, he would never have come all the way to Japan to seek help while help was right under his nose.

If Chen Fan, the most powerful Grandmaster in China and the most powerful man in East Asia were willing to protect him, he wouldn't have to rely on any Kendo Grandmasters.

"Mr. Qi, did Qi Wangsun tell you anything about what had happened?" Yukishiro Sa hazarded.

"Ah, I almost forgot about him. I had already arrived in Japan when he returned home. On another note, Miss Yukishiro Sa, are you still interested in our marriage proposal? I will never walk back on my words." Qi Dongsheng looked at Yukishiro Sa desperately like a drowning man holding on to the last floating plank.

However small and insignificant the piece of the drifting plank was, this was his last resort.

He had already visited all the Grandmasters in Japan that he could think of and none of them were willing to offer him a helping hand. Yukishiro Sa was his last hope. However, after Qi Dongsheng learned about the death of Kitaniwakawa, he wagered that the Yukishiro family might not have what it took to help him anymore.

Yukishiro Sa was made light hearted by the man's cluelessness. Even as she was going to reply, the MC announced the banquet had started.

Qi Dongsheng swilled the contents in his glass down his throat and told the girl that he would come back to continue the conversation after the banquet was over.

Afer Qi Dongsheng was gone, Yukishiro Sa turned around to Chen Fan and said: "It sounds like Qi Wangsun didn't tell Qi Dongsheng anything. Otherwise, he shouldn't have ignored you."

"Maybe he did, but Qi Dongsheng didn't believe his son." Chen Fan shook his head and said. It was obvious that Qi Dongsheng was a shrewd and cunning businessman and he could not be convinced by his son's wild description of Chen Fan. Plus, Qi Dongsheng said that he had been in Japan even before Qi Wangsun made it home, so it was also likely that the two hadn't got the chance to sit down and go over what had happened yet.

"Whatever, let's watch the show."

Chen Fan didn't want to waste too much energy on the matter, so he led Yukishiro Sa straight to the front row and sat down.

The cruise manager spared no expense in entertaining their guests. They had not only prepared shows featuring aspiring starlets, but also a K-pop band. Although most of the guests had no idea what they were singing about, their young and salacious performance was well received by the guests.

"I think Kon Jen'yu is going to sing after these girls."

"I am here only for Kon Jen'yu. I am already sick of these banquets. They are all the same. Give me Kon Jen'yu already!"

"Kon Jen'yu has the look and she has the voice, she is going to be a superstar one day."

The audience sizzled with anticipation and finally, it was Kon Jen'yu's turn to get on the stage.

Suddenly, all the stage lights were turned off and save for one beam of bright light that illuminated only a small circular spot at the center of the stage. There she was, wearing a long flowy traditional style dress, she appeared in the beam of light.

She pulled her hair back and up in a bun, making her still child-like features on her face slightly more mature. Her body silhouetted against the bright light, looking as gorgeous as a blooming lotus flower under moonlight.

"Is that Kon Jen'yu? I remember that I like a few of her songs in my past life."

Chen Fan reflected on his past as he enjoyed Kon Jen'yu's famous song called "Incarnation."

"We looked to each other from a distance for a thousand years,

"Finally we got to spend one lifetime together."

— I am back after five hundred years, There you stand with the same smile I loved.

The song was not particularly well made but it was almost tailored for Kon Jen'yu. The rhythm and the melody were matched Kon Jen'yu's appearance and the timbre of her voice perfectly. Her performance made the song so much more than just an arrangement of music notes, but instead expressed experiences which lay between words: the timelessness of love.

She finished the song on a high note and a tsunami of cheers and applause showered at her. Many people stood up and chanted encore ceaselessly.

Kon Jen'yu put on a faint smile, but her eyes had betrayed her pride.

Fate had been kind to her. Her fame had skyrocketed as soon as her debut album came out. Her quick and easy rise to fame didn't sit well with many of her competitors who used to be much more famous than her. Try as they might, they couldn't slow down the rate at which she was becoming a superstar.

Chen Fan registered something was off as he furrowed his brows.

He noticed very familiar energy rippling about Kon Jen'yu. It was very similar to the energy emanated out from Yun Qianqian's bead bracelet. Chen Fan looked around at Kon Jen'yu and lo and behold, he found a necklace made out of wooden beads hanging from her neck.

"Could it be another sinister Dharma Artifact from the Skull Temple?" Chen Fan shook his head and lamented: "The entertainment industry was full of despicable men and women who wouldn't hesitate to harm others for personal gain. I wager that once the effect of the necklace kicks in, Kon Jen'yu would soon fall from grace and be forgotten by the public."

Chen Fan finally remembered that that was exactly what had happened to Kon Jen'yu in his past life. The necklace must be the culprit.

However, Chen Fan was not exactly a paragon of righteousness either. Since he barely even knew the girl, he felt there was no need to get involved.

Even as Kon Jen'yu was ready to oblige the audiences by singing another one, a group of black-clad men barged into the ballroom. There were a hundred of them and they pushed people out of their way, knocking tables over to widen the path like a bunch of bullies.

"Who are you?"

Someone asked these black-clad thugs hotly.

"It's none of your damn business! Move away!" One of the men in black flung back at the man in a cold voice.

The man was going to press on, but he was quickly stopped by his companion. "Are you out of your mind, they are from the Fu Hai Group. They will throw you off the ship if you speak up against them."

The speaker suddenly realized something as his face turned pale and dared not to speak.

The manager of the cruise walked over toward these men in black, but they didn't even spare him a glance. They came right up to Qi Dongsheng and asked: "Lord Qi, Lord Din requests your presence."

"Humph! If Din Duhai wants to see me, he should come to me. Why should I travel all the way to him?" Qi Dongsheng slammed the table and protested.

The two bodyguards who had been standing right behind him also took a step forward; eyes glinting.

These black cladded man pulled a taut face and were about to throw their gloves off, a voice drifted in from outside.

"Qi Dongsheng! I bet you have never thought that I would catch you here! Do you think you are the only person who has connections in Japan? I deal with the Japanese as well."

A man with a big belly sauntered into the room; he was wearing a gaudy Chinese traditional outfit while holding a pair of jade health exercise balls in his hands. Behind him was another man of similar age, but with a much leaner face and less ostentatious clothing.

As soon as the two walked into the room, the hundred or so black-clad bodyguards bowed to them and said: "Welcome Lord Din and Lord Yang."

The development scared the other guests in the room and their faces quickly turned pale. Even Kon Jen'yu turned into a bundle of nerves.

Qi Dongsheng was able to remain calm even when he saw the man in the gaudy traditional outfit, but when he saw the other man in plain clothing, he nearly fell off his chair: "Yang Qinhu?"

"Indeed, this is Lord Yang!" Din Duhai replied with a large grin. "Qi Dongsheng, Lord Yang told you that he wanted to hear an apology from you personally, but look what you have done. You came to Japan and look for help instead. Well, Lord Yang is right here, I hope you have found your help."

Qi Dongsheng's face turned black as words got caught in his throat.

The two bodyguards standing behind him also tensed up their body, ready for a fight. However, they couldn't hide the despair in their eyes.

Their opponent was Yang Qinhu, who ranked number twenty on the Heaven roll. He had killed twenty Russia secret agents while working up north. On the other hand, the two bodyguards were only Internal Force users who hadn't even reached the peak level yet. They would stand no chance against Yang Qinhu.

Yang Qinhu linked his hands behind his back and made his way to Qi Dongsheng slowly. "Qi Dongsheng, I don't care what had happened between you and Fu Hai Group, I will spare your life today if you pull all of your investments out of our territory and compensate us with 10 billion yuan."

Qi Dongsheng kept his silence as his heart sank to the bottom.

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Chapter 389: Power of One Punch

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Qi Dongsheng had never thought that he would be caught by his nemesis even on the cruise.

He had been cautious and even avoided taking planes for this trip to Japan fearing any public records on his passport. Therefore, he had chosen to take the cruise. The tourism company operated the cruise offered a much more streamlined process that didn't require stringent record keeping at the border. However, Din Duhai somehow was still able to catch a whiff of him and came after him. Worse, Yang Qinhu had accompanied him as well.

"We must have a mole inside of Dong Sheng."

Qi Dongsheng cursed in his mind.

Without a source inside of his company, Din Duhai would never discover his itinerary. The mole must be hidden very deep among the high-level management of the Dong Sheng Group. Qi Dongsheng had kept his trip a secret to most people in the company, including his son.

However, that would be a problem he had to deal with later, his priority right now was to get out of the current mess he is in.

"Lord Yang, I apologize for our misunderstanding. You don't have to come all the way from the northern border of China just to get involved with a trivial rivalry between me and Fu Hai." Qi Dongsheng saluted to Yang Qinhu and said with a great measure of dignity.

"You think I have no idea what you are after? You had opened a branch in Sheng City right under my nose. Do you think I am blind?" The middle-aged man in plain clothes grinned.

Everyone in the room was shocked after they heard the middle-aged man's name

"He is Yang Qinhu of Northeast China! He is Lord Yang, the Tiger!"

"He presided over the northern border of China with Russia, what is he doing here?"

Qi Dongsheng is in trouble. Lord Yang is not easy to deal with. He pretty much runs the entire Outer Guan Region in North-East China."

Many tycoons who were from Outer Guan Region were stunned by the development. They looked to Qi Dongsheng and shook their heads in dismay. Those who had met Yang Qinhu for the first time hurried to ask people around them for more information.

Qi Dongsheng, Din Duhai and Yang Qinhu.

All of them were mighty figures in Northern China. Their status in Northern China was no less than Tang Yuanqin in Jiang Nan Province, if not even higher. That was particularly the case for Yang Qinhu.

Everyone couldn't help but feel shocked by the appearance of such a legendary figure.

The cruise manager had already snuck out of the room to inform his boss about the development. The security guards on the ship kept a wary eye on the cohort of brawny men in black suits, reluctant to confront them. Kon Jen'yu lingered on the stage for a short while and then hurried off the stage. She chose to sit right beside Chen Fan and Yukishiro Sa, the only two younger-looking people among her audience.

"Hey, what do you think is going to happen?"

Kon Jen'yu came closer to Chen Fan, nudged him with her shoulder and asked.

"Are you talking to me? Do I know you?" Chen Fan was suddenly at a loss.

The girl threw the question at him with such levity and casualness that it was as if they were BFFs.

"You are sitting in the front row and are accompanied by such drop-dead gorgeous, of course, I noticed you!" Kon Jen'yu rolled her eyes at Chen Fan and said with a slight hint of annoyance.

Chen Fan was light-hearted by the girl's reaction. However, the girl's remark didn't sit well with Yukishiro Sa. She rounded her eyes and flung back at Kon Jen'yu.

"One more word of disrespect toward Young Lord, I will throw you off the ship!"

"Tsk... He is a Young Lord? Are you some kind of rich heir?"

Kon Jen'yu batted her curious lashes at Chen Fan. This young starlet had just risen to fame and seemed much less constrained and cautious when compared to Yun Qianqian or Li Xinru. She sounded more like a college girl rather than a professional entertainer.

"If you ask me, I say Yang Qinhu is going to win this round. I was born in Sheng City, you know, and I have heard of Lord Yang, the Tiger's name. Everyone in the Outer Guan Region knew that he had enough power to do just about anything in Outer Guan Region." Kon Jen'yu couldn't stand Chen Fan's silence, so she filled it in with her own words.

"Humph! Then he is lucky that the Young Lord is not from that region. Otherwise, he would know to come to our table and pay tribute to the Young Lord." Yang Qinhu gave the girl a sidelong glance and rebutted her with much rancor.

It was the first time Chen Fan realized that underneath Yukishiro Sa's mask as the Queen of Kyushu's underground world, she was just a little girl just like anyone of her age.

"Humph! Yea, yea, I have seen too many rich brats who were on their high horses. I knew one of them from Yan Jin who came to Sheng City and had messed with Lord Yang thinking he could get away with it. In the end, he left Sheng City with two broken legs. The supposedly 'Powerful family' of his didn't even dare to speak out about it. That had served a lesson for many people in Sheng City and taught them to respect Lord Yang." Kon Jen'yu said with a smirk. Seeing Yukishiro Sa was still not convinced, she continued.

"I have also heard from many of my clients that Lord Yang is a Kung Fu Master, and he killed a polar bear with his bare hands. He could easily wipe out a group of thugs armed with knives. Can you imagine those fat mom's boys from the big city coming to face against a grizzled warrior of the North?"

"You are right, Yang Qinhu is a Martial Artist, and was ranked number twelve on the Heaven roll. No ordinary tycoon would want to mess with him." Chen Fan nodded in agreement.

Lu Tianyun presided over Lin City and dominated the entire Tian Nan Province. Hua Yunfeng had kept things in order in Zhong Hai and projected his influence across entire China. Du San claimed supremacy in Miao's Land and had a strong following in Yun Gui Province. Yang Qinhu was the same as those powerful Grandmasters, and his territory was to the east of Chinese heartland, the so-called Outer Guan or Eastern Guan Region.

All these Grandmasters presided over their territory and secured their position with might and personal strength.

They seemed to have formed a symbiosis relationship with the government. On one hand, these grandmasters required the Government's acuiacense to exist, meanwhile, they also offered service to the government by protecting the local area from invading elements. China is a big country and the special case departments with their limited resources and manpower was unable to cover the ground.

Except for a few legendary warriors such as Chen Fan, most people, including most powerful families in China, respected these Grandmasters greatly.

"Yea, right, I heard of that Heaven roll or whatnot before. But I have no clue what it is, it sounds silly." Kon Jen'yu stuck her tongue out a little and admitted her lack of knowledge with levity.

Chen Fan found it hard to make the connection between this cute girl next door with the image of an aspiring starlet who was on the verge of making a break in her career.

Meanwhile, the mood in the ballroom was growing more intense by the second.

Yang Qinhu's patience was wearing thin. He snorted and then said: "Qi Dongsheng, I don't want to waste time, just give me the money and I will leave you alone. I promise I won't interfere with whatever is happening between you and Fu Hai. But if you don't pay up willingly, then we will have to do it the dark way."

His words carried an icy intent that was as cold as the arctic wind that invaded Northern China every winter. Everyone had registered the threats in Yang Qinhu's voice. Qi Dongshen's face turned even darker, while a broad smile broke over Din Fuhai's face.

"Godfather, why are we still wasting breath on him? Just teach him a lesson already. Do they really think that they can scare us with threats?" A voice came up from behind Qi Dongsheng.

Everyone looked to the speaker and saw a couple had risen to their feet.

The man was tall and handsome, but not in a muscular way. The girl pulled her hair back in a ponytail, making the lines on her face look severe and hard. There was more bravado in the girl's demeanor than her male partner.

The speaker was the girl with a ponytail.

She gave Yang Qinhu a derisive look.

The girl's remark had sent Qi Dongsheng's mind reeling. They were his godson and goddaughter who lived in the metropolis of Tian Jinwei not far from Yan Jin city. They were spoiled by their parents and blinded by their city lifestyle, thinking they could do anything they wanted. That was particularly the case for the girl. She practiced Taekwondo ever since she was a kid and had already earned her black belt. The fact that most men couldn't tame her in the rink had lent her, even more, bravado and swagger.

They were both against him coming to Japan to look for help and been wanting to fight Yang Qinhu directly. They now must think that it was finally their moment to shine.

"Two brave youngsters. Old Qi, I like your godson and goddaughter. They remind me of myself." Din Duhai let out a burst of gloating laughter.

Yang Qinhu didn't waste any time. He snorted and then attacked the two youngsters.

One should never mess with a Grandmaster.

Yang Qinhu was a mighty figure in Eastern Guan region, and would not let these fledglings humiliate him.

"Have mercy, Lord Yang!" Qi Dongsheng panicked and as he shouted at Yang Qinhu. However, Yang Qinhu didn't listen, his attack was already on its way.

He charged at the two youngsters like an unstoppable train. He pierced through the air, making a high pitched whistling noise that reverberated across the room. The sound wave multiplied and turned into a shock wave that shattered everything on the table.

The young couple's faces paled as soon as they registered the strength of their opponent.

The girl was stupefied by Yang Qinhu's display of power, freezing into a statue. She had never seen anything like it during her Taekwondo practice. Yang Qinhu could have simply rammed into her and turned her into a pulp.

Meanwhile, the young man managed to gather himself. He gritted his teeth and shriveled his body up like a flexible snake. Then he launched himself out, extending his torso as much as possible. The body was taut with energy, he shot out both arms to block Yang Qinhu's attack.

"Deal!"

Yang Qinhu laughed out loud and then punched.

His punch carried so much force that it threatened to collapse the ceiling of the ballroom. It was a simple movement, a straight forward punch, but it was as deadly as ravenous tiger and it roared like one as well.

"Bang!"

Under everyone's surprised eyes, the two collided into each other.

Yang Qinhu had only used half of his strength, but his punch had easily gone through the young man's defense and landed squarely on his chest. The force in the punch passed the young man's body and came out from his back.

"Puhh!"

Blood burst out from the young man's mouth as the impact sent him flying. He rammed through half a dozen tables and thudded onto the floor twenty meters away.

A pin-drop silence suddenly fell over the room.

No one had never thought that Yang Qinhu's punch could be so deadly. Even Qi Dongsheng was terrified by the development. The young man was one of his strongest subjects, yet he couldn't even take a single punch from Yang Qinhu. Qi Dongsheng was not sure how he could defend himself now.

With that thought in mind, Qi Dongsheng let out a wry smile and was ready to concede defeat.

Suddenly, a girl's voice drifted into his ear from the distance.

"Young Lord, you can do so much better than him."

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Chapter 390: Who Is He?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

No one had ever thought that Yang Qinhu could be so powerful.

Qi Dongsheng was among one of those who was most astonished by the display of power. He knew very little about Grandmasters. All he heard about them in passing was that they were much more powerful than normal Martial Artists, but exactly by how much, he had no clue.

The young man and the girl with a ponytail were brothers and sisters. The man's name was Yu Feng and the girl's name is Yu Lin.

This brother and sister pair were the children of Qi Dongsheng's bosom buddy. His best friend died at an early age and he had given the custody of his children to Qi Dongsheng. Qi Dongsheng had treated the two just like his own children and they didn't disappoint him either, as both of them turned out to be his capable assistants.

Yu Feng had proven to be particularly useful to Qi Dongsheng. He learned all kinds of martial arts from a great teacher. He had not only learned the internal force cultivation that was popular in China, but he had also mixed many elements from other Martial arts techniques, such as Judo, Karate, and Brazilian jiu-jitsu to compliment his Chinese martial arts with great effect. Not even Qi Dongsheng's personal bodyguard, Meng Zhong could defeat him.

Qi Dongsheng had the urge to let his godson, Yu Feng take over the company instead of giving it to his disappointing son. He had brought the brother and sister pair with him on this trip to Japan, just in case he would run into Din Fuhai. It had proven that his circumspection was not uncalled for, perhaps it was even inadequate since Yang Qinhu had also showed up.

"Brother, are you alright?"

Yu Lin screamed and ran to Yu Feng to help him to his feet. Sorrow and anger were written all over her face.

They had grown up together and were much closer to each other than normal brothers and sisters.

"I am fine. Urghh." Yu Feng managed a smile on her face to comfort his sister, but that smile lasted only a fraction of second as blood spilled out from his mouth.

Yang Qinhu's punch packed immeasurable force that might not be apparent at first glance. However, the energy had pierced into the young man's body and burrowed into his internal organs. From there, it would slowly wreak havoc inside the young man. If not because Yu Feng had a solid Physique Refinement foundation, he wouldn't have survived the initial impact.

"Brother, stop talking now. I will ask dad to take you to the hospital." Tears streaked across Yu Lin's face.

She had never thought that her brother who she believed was invincible couldn't even take one punch from Yang Qinhu.

The development also shocked everyone in the room.

"No wonder they said Lord Yang dominated the entire Eastern Guan region. I know of that young man who just got sent flying. He is Lord Qi's godson and is one of the most powerful men working in Dong Sheng Group. He had run down a hundred or so thugs with only a metal rebar in his hand. However, he couldn't even withstand a single punch from Lord Yang."

An old man shook his head and lamented.

"This youngster is too arrogant. Lord Yang's fame and reputation weren't just bluffs, it was the result of countless bloodshed. There are only a few in China who could rival Lord Yang. That young man and his pathetic martial arts move was a far cry from Lord Yang's prowess."

A middle-aged man said coldly.

The rest of the audiences either shook their heads or regarded the young man and his sister gloatingly.

Everyone was convinced that Qi Dongsheng was going to succumb to his opponent. Din Fuhai's face beamed from side to side. His small triangular eyes on his pudgy face turned into two narrow slits. Even the bodyguards standing behind Qi Dongsheng murmured to their boss: "Lord Qi, perhaps we should concede defeat for now. Where's there's life there's hope."

"Touche Lord Qi. We don't have any other options as long as Lord Yang is still on their side."

Qi Dongsheng's face changed colors and strong yet conflicting emotions roiled inside of him. After all, there was only one emotion left: despair. He heaved a sigh of resignation and let out a wry smile. Suddenly, he looked twenty years older than he had a minute ago.

Even as he was going to concede defeat, a girl's voice came up.

"Young Lord, you can do so much better than him."

The hall had been pin-drop quiet and therefore everyone had heard the girl's words despite her effort to keep it under her breath.

Everyone looked around, searching for the speaker. They found two girls and one man in the corner. One of the girls was a drop-dead gorgeous with a face that was chiseled out of a marble, the other was the singer who had been performing on stage, looking cute as a button. Sitting in between the two was a young man who was swilling down the wine in his glasses. He was rather ordinary looking.

"Who spoke?"

Din Duhai narrowed his eyes into two slits and shot a cold glare at the trio.

The hundred or so men in black also looked toward them with an intimidating gazes. Yukishiro Sa shriveled a little and then murmured: "I am only speaking the truth. That old man looks scary, but he couldn't even kill that young man after landing a solid blow. I wonder how did he manage to get onto the Heaven roll?"

No one knew what to make out the girl's jarring statement.

Yang Qinhu didn't kill the young man and somehow the girl had taken it as a sign of weakness?

And by the way, who was that Young Lord you were talking about?

Did she know that her words could make powerful enemies?

Chen Fan gave Yukishiro Sa a glance. He knew Yukishiro Sa was smarter than that. He might not feel so surprised if he had heard it from Zhong Yaoyao, but it was from the mouth of the queen of Kyushu's underground world. Since when did Yukishiro Sa become so impulsive?

Yukishiro Sa registered Chen Fan's glance, so she came closer to Chen Fan and whispered.

"Young Lord, I know you are not too crazy about Qi Dongsheng, but Qi Wangsun is your friend, you need to help him. If you let Qi Wangsun's father die in the hands of his enemy and did nothing, Qi Wangsun might not forgive you for your inactivity."

Chen Fan remained calm as he swirled the wine around the bottom of his glass.

He had to agree that Yukishiro Sa was an extremely smart girl. She knew that Qi Dongsheng's ignorance of his power had rubbed Chen Fan the wrong way, so Chen Fan was not going to offer a helping hand. Immortal cultivators such as Chen Fan were extremely sensitive and without being treated properly, they would never help out.

Once Qi Wangsun learned that Chen Fan sat around and watched his father suffer, their friendship might take a toll. Regardless of their difficult relationship, Qi Dongsheng was his father and they both cared about each other deeply.

Chen Fan didn't much mind losing a friend, he never had many friends anyways.

Both Chen Fan and Yukishiro had kept their thoughts between the two of them. The quietness unnerved Kon Jen'yu. She was just a starlet, a green babe in her early twenties and she had never experienced any dangerous situations such as this.

Finally, Qi Dongsheng broke the silence.

"Din Fuhai, Mis Yukishiro Sa is my guest and she has nothing to do with what's between you and me. I concede defeat. But I want you to know that you didn't defeat me, it was Master Yang Qinhu."

Even when he was conceding his defeat, Qi Dongsheng had uttered his words with a great measure of gusto and bravado.

He then turned around to face Yang Qinhu and said: "Lord Yang, you got me this time. From now on, the Dong Sheng Group would pull out from the Eastern Guan region, and we will stay away from Eastern Guan as long as that's still your turf. Ten billion is not a small number, so please allow me a few days to prepare. I will wire the money to your bank in no more than a month."

A hint of disappointment flashed across Din Fuhai's eyes after his opponent had conceded defeat so quickly. He had hopped the situation to further escalate and Yang Qinhu would do away with Qi Dongsheng once for all.

"Dad!"

The Yu brother and sister pair called out to their godfather disheartened.

They were both aware of the shambolic conditions Dong Sheng Group was in. An extreme ten billion would be the final weight that breaks the camel's back.

However, Qi Dongsheng realized that he had no other options.

To his surprise, Yang Qinhu didn't reply to him. Instead, he had fixed his eyes on Chen Fan as shock and disbelief surfaced on his face.

"Lord Hu?"

Having waited for a reply for a while, Qi Dongsheng looked to Yang Qinhu and reminded him that he was still waiting for his decision.

Yang Qinhu ignored him and walked past him to Chen Fan. He cupped his fists and said: "I am Yang Qinhu of Outer Guan Region, may I have the honor of knowing your name?"

Although Yang Qinhu didn't realize it himself, his respect toward the young man had taken everyone by surprise. He was a mighty figure and a household name in North-Eastern China, and just a moment ago, he had proven his power by delivering a blow at Yu Feng. His attack was so powerful that it looked like it could have crushed a car.

He had even brought the boss of the Dong Sheng Group to its knees. No one in this room would dare to challenge him.

However, Lord Yang had greeted the young man so humbly and even saluted him with cupped fists.

Everyone looked at Chen Fan with surprise and questions. Could this ordinary-looking young man be a powerful figure in disguise? Or was he the heir of an elite family in Yan Jin? What had made Yang Qinhu talk to him so humbly?

Kon Jen'yu's heart had raced after getting so much unwanted attention. However, she, too, was stunned when she saw the respect if not fear inside the deadly warrior.

Qi Dongsheng gave Chen Fan a suspicious look. He not only knew Yukishiro Sa but also recognized the young man as his son's dorm mate. Did the young man also have a secret identity?

Suddenly, he remembered the phone call he received from Qi Wangsun.

Qi Wangsun had told him that he had found a powerful benefactor for the family. Qi Wangsun was convinced that with this individual's protection, the Qi family would be impervious to Yang Qinhu's threat. Qi Dongsheng thought his son was pulling his leg at first, but he asked for the name of the individual nonetheless. When he heard that it was one of Qi Wangsun's roommates, Qi Dongsheng was seized by a fit of anger and hung up on his son before he could give him the name.

But in light of what had just happened, It seemed that Qi Wangsun was not joking at all.

Everyone watched as Chen Fan picked and chose the vegetables on his plate with a great measure of levity. He realized that now he had to get involved in this mess even though he really didn't want to. Old Qi was his best friend, he couldn't just sit around and watch his father being pushed around.

With that thought in mind, Chen Fan replied the question with an almost casual tone:

"Chen Fan."

Everyone looked at each other in shock. Chen Fan's answer was so simple and so lacking of information that it was as if he had expected people to know who he was just by his name. He didn't say which city he was from, where did he work, which martial arts sect he was from; just two simple words: "Chen Fan" and that's it. Even Yang Qinhu had added Outer Guan Region after his name when he introduced himself, why couldn't this youth do any better?

However, Yang Qinhu was stupefied by after hearing the boy's name. He suddenly froze into a statue.

After he finally gathered himself, he rushed to the young man and under everyone's shocking eyes, he bowed to Chen Fan as a student would to his teacher.

"I am a Junior Martial artist, Qinhu, It is my honor to meet you, Master Chen. I apologize for not rolling out the red carpet for you. Please forgive me."

Everyone was shocked by his words.

The people in the ballroom gaped at the young man in disbelief. Both Din Fuhai and Qi Dongsheng were both at a loss for words. The Yu siblings' faces paled while Kon Jen'yu stood with her mouth wide open, unable to form a word.

Everyone had only one question on their mind: "Who was he?"

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Chapter 391: He Is a Legend!

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Yang Qinhu was a legend.

The tycoon here in this ballroom could go on and on about the Yang Qinhu for days. He presided over Eastern Guan Region using a mix of violence, shrewdness and a little bit of personal charm. Only a very few people could have measured up to his standards.

Let it be Din Fuhai or Qi Dongsheng, neither of them could compare with Yang Qinhu. Not to mention Yang Qinhu's second identity that was known by only a few people in the room: a martial arts grandmaster who was listed on the Heaven roll. Being under so many haloes, one brighter than the other, not a lot of people could have forced him into a bow.

However, there and then, Yang Qinhu bowed deeply to Chen Fan as a pupil would to his teacher. He also called himself junior martial artist awhile called Chen Fan the senior martial artist.

This was truly astonishing.

"Who was he? Even the heirs of the top families around Yang Qinhu would at the best be Yang Qinhu's equal. No one should have been able to stir up so much respect in Yang Qinhu. Worse, he was so young."

Many tycoons looked to Chen Fan, eyes were filled with questions.

"Chen Fan? Why have I never heard of this name? Could he be the heir of some powerful family who lived in seclusion?" Din Fuhai rounded his eyes in disbelief; he didn't even notice that his face was twitching.

Qi Dongsheng was taken aback as countless questions rose in him. His son's conversation with him reverberated in his mind: "Dad, there is no need to go to Japan. I have found a powerful benefactor. Yang Qinhu would not dare to mess with us once we have his protection, you can come back home now."

Although Qi Dongsheng didn't believe his son, The sight of Yang Qinhu bowing respectfully before Chen Fan finally convinced him. Chen Fan truly was a powerful benefactor.

Yang Qinhu became apprehensive as soon as he heard Chen Fan's name, it was a telltale sign of Chen Fan's unmatched power. Yang Qinhu doubted that there were many more people who could have pulled it off other than Chen Fan.

Chen Fan didn't much mind the shock and disbelief in the people around him. He picked another vegetable from the place as he replied distractedly. "Rise now. I happened to pass by here and so I wager you might not have known that I would be here. It's not your fault."

Yang Qinhu heaved a sign and finally start to straighten his back, but he didn't straighten it too much. Afterward, he stood beside Chen Fan servilely.

Qi Dongsheng might not be familiar with the name "Chen Fan," however, as the Grandmaster in China, Yang Qinhu knew this name very well. He had even gone to Lin Zhou, hoping to catch Chen Fan for a spar. However, after he was stunned by Chen Fan's vast Divine Sense, he relished in the fact that the fight didn't happen. He left Lin City after he sparred with another person: Du San of Yun Gui Province.

Even then, Yang Qinhu respected Chen Fan only for what he had seen in Lin City. They were both Grandmasters on the Heaven roll and were both Grandmasters, therefore, Yang Qinhu wagered that despite Chen Fan's mighty divine sense, overall, their strength should be of the same level.

However, a few days ago, he learned that Chen Fan had not only killed the most powerful Kento Master Takemiya Hiro, but he had also annihilated an entire army. He was sanctified in the underground world for his achievements. That was what made Yang Qinhu so apprehensive and respectful as soon as he recognized Chen Fan.

Such was the way of martial arts: age did not define power, the more powerful one would always be the master.

Chen Fan was clearly away ahead of Yang Qinhu in terms of the level of attainment. Yang Qinhu couldn't help but look up to him with great respect and reverence.

"Senior Master Chen, are you returning to China from Japan?" Yang Qinhu asked carefully.

For him, Chen Fan was an immortal state martial artist, a living legend. Although Yang Qinhu was also a Grandmaster, he had never seen an immortal state cultivator in person. His heart was filled with fear and elation after Chen Fan graced him with his presence.

"Indeed. The matters in Japan are settling down now. So I thought that I might as well return home." Chen Fan started to work on the piece of steak on his plate. "Qi Dongsheng's son is my roommate, I have promised to protect the Qi family, so why don't you just call it a day now?"

"Yes, we will."

Yang Qinhu answered readily, without any rancor.

If Yang Qinhu had heard it from anyone else, he would have already smashed the speakers head in. However, Chen Fan's words were a bible to him, and it was his honor to do Chen Fan's bidding.

In the eyes of an Immortal State cultivator, even the lives of a Grandmaster were as insignificant as that of an insect. No one in their right mind would defy the order or refuse the offer of an Immortal State cultivator.

"Hey, Lord Yang, we have a deal!" Din Fuhai hurried to put in. He seemed to care less about Chen Fan's power than Yang Qinhu did.

"uh?"

Before Chen Fan said anything, Yang Qinhu furrowed his brows and slashed the air with his hand.

"Kaboom!"

A powerful gust of wind came up in the air, roaring as the hit swept across the room. Then a sharp yellow brightness appeared out of thin air at the tip of the Grandmaster's hand. The yellow brightness flew out and landed on the table only a few inches away from Din Fuhai.

The banquet table was shattered by the blow into four pieces, spilling food and drinks all over the place. The edge of the broken pieces was smooth and even, it was as if the table was sliced through with an extremely sharp blade. If this blow had landed a couple of inches to the left, it would have torn Din Fuhai's body apart into pieces.

This attack had put the might of a Grandmaster on full display.

Din Fuhai's body trembled with fear, so much so that he nearly pissed himself. He no longer protested and learned to keep quiet.

The people around Din Fuhai also lowered their heads, fearing to connect gazes with Yang Qinhu and Chen Fan. Fear and shock clashed into each other inside of their hearts.

If Yang Qinhu was so already powerful, what was Chen Fan capable of?

A nagging thought came up in everyone's mind: they had run into one of the most powerful men in China.

No one spoke a word, dragging out the silence. Yang Qinhu stood beside Chen Fan with great trepidation and excitement scarcely daring to move. Everyone watched as Chen Fan kept on working on the food piled before him, but none of them had thought of enjoying their own meal. In about ten minutes, Chen Fan rubbed his belly, wiped his lips with a piece of Kleenex, and then rose to his feet.

"Yukishiro Sa, I am full now, let's head back to our room."

"Please watch your step, Senior Master. I hope you have a good rest of your day."

Yang Qinhu stood behind the two and bowed deeply. He didn't rise until Chen Fan was gone. Some people in the room had noticed in surprise that the powerful man who lorded over the Outer Guan Region was sweating.

Those few streaks of sweat seeped out of Yang Qinhu's shirt had stunned everyone.

They realized that all the while, Yang Qinhu was under tremendous stress.

Before Chen Fan rose to power, one rarely heard about the undoing of any Grandmaster. However, after Chen Fan had made a name after killing a slew of Grandmasters, they kept on dying. Despite his calm appearance, Yang Qinhu had turned into a bundle of nerves, fearing Chen Fan was going to kill him with a flick of a finger.

Seeing the crisis was averted, Din Fuhai came over to Yang Qinhu and asked cautiously.

"Lord Yang, are we going to let Qi Dongsheng get away with it just like that? If we don't act now, we will never get another chance. "

"Humph. Didn't you hear what Senior Master Chen said? Fatty Din, if you want to court death, please do it without me. I don't want my entire family to get killed." Yang Qinhu said coldly.

Din Fuhai was terrified by what he said.

Din Fuhai's years of bravado and gusto had long since passed him. He had been in the seat of power for too long and had grown content. However, he still couldn't simply pass up the seemingly golden opportunity without a convincing explanation.

"Lord Yang, can you please be more specific so I know what is going on? Who the hell is that young man? Why are you so afraid of him?" Din Fuhai gritted his teeth and said unapologetically.

Yang Qinhu narrowed his glinting eyes and said: "Fatty Din, are you sure you want to know? You can never unhear what I am going to say, and you might regret it."

"Yes, just spit it out already." Din Fuhai said vehemently. "I need to know."

"Very well, then listen up." Yang Qinhu let out a grin.

The conversation attracted everyone's attention, including Qi Dongsheng, The Yu siblings, and Kon Jen'yu. They all perked up their ears, eyes filled with curiosity.

Who could have made Yang Qinhu so afraid?

Worse, he was so young and was unknown to anyone.

Yang Qinhu scanned around, soaking in the listener's attention. He then said: "Senior Master Chen has many names. You might not be familiar with the name Chen Fan, but what about Chen Beixuan?"

"What? Chen Beixuan?"

Qi Dongsheng blanched even as most other listeners were still clueless as to what that name meant.

Qi Dongsheng rounded his eyes in disbelief and felt a sense of irony. While he was in Japan, he even troubled Lin Tai to request an audience with Chen Beixuan and got turned down, yet little did he know that the mighty master was his son's roommate!

With that thought in mind, Qi Dongsheng let out a wry grin.

If he knew that was the case, he would never come all the way to Japan and beg for help. He had seen the graveling smile on Yang Qinhu's face when he talked to Chen Fan, and he was convinced that as long as he was under Chen Fan's protection, Yang Qinhu would stay away from him.

"Is he the number one on the Heaven roll, Mr. Chen Beixuan?"

Realization finally dawned upon Din Fuhai. He shook his head in disbelief, jiggling his pudgy cheeks.

He was a tycoon in northern China, although he was not a martial artist, he had heard of the Heaven roll in passing. He also knew that Yang Qinhu was ranked number twelve on that list. Last time he heard people bringing it up, He purposely asked for the name of the person on the number one spot, and made a mental note to himself to never cross paths with this individual. The thought that he had just had a run-in with the last person he should mess with gave Din Fuhai a chill down his spine.

"Number one on Heaven roll? What is Heaven roll?" Some people were still dumbfounded.

Yang Qinhu nodded and said.

"Indeed. That's him."

"After what he has done in Japan, even the number one spot on Heaven roll couldn't do his might justice. He is a legend, a living legend."

Yang Qinhu linked his hands behind his back and said; his eyes were filled with admiration and respect.

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Chapter 392: Fruit of Embryonic Essence

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Chen Fan had become the only Immortal Level Overlord acknowledged by the public. Even a Grandmaster had to obey and respect him.

However, not a lot of people could understand what Yang Qinhu had said in the end.

For most people, including Qi Dongsheng, the Heaven roll was a remote concept. In the last ten days, Qi Dongsheng witnessed the chaos in the Japanese Martial arts world stirred up by Chen Beixuan. In the end, Chen Beixuan was able to bring the entire Martial arts community to heel. By now, the mere mention of Chen Beixuan's name would terrify any Kendo Grandmaster.

"Lord Yang, does he have a title that is more prestigious than being the number one on the Heaven roll?"

Din Fuhai touted in disbelief.

Din Fuhai had been convinced that being number one on the Heaven roll should be the limit of one's power. The person in that position could bring down even grandmasters. Din Fuhai knew better than to mess with such a mighty figure. However, Din Fuhai was still curious as to why Yang Qinhu was as afraid of Chen Beixuan as he was. Yang Qinhu was a Grandmaster on the Heaven roll as well, so in theory, Yang Qinhu and Chen Beixuan's strength should be somewhat comparable.

"Humph, the combined might of all Grandmasters on Heaven Roll are a far cry from that of Senior Master Chen." Yang Qinhu let out a cold smile as he scanned the people around him. Seeing the confused looks on their faces, he decided to shed more light on Chen Fan.

"Fatty Din, what is the hottest news right now?"

"Urh... I have been busy chasing after Old Qi and had no time for news." Din Fuhai scratched his head and said in embarrassment.

He never paid attention to world affairs. If not because he needed to learn more about his ally, Yang Qinhu, he wouldn't have even heard of Heaven roll.

The other tycoons looked at each other in confusion.

These tycoons were far below the level of social status required to learn about the hidden truth in the world. The Japanese government had spared no expense in hiding what had happened. Therefore, only those leaders of the dark world or major nations had learned of Chen Fan's battle against the Japanese Government.

"Are you talking about what had happened to Tokyo Tower?" Qi Dongsheng furrowed his brows and asked.

"Ah right, I remember it now. Didn't the tower collapse? There are all kinds of rumors about it now. Some say it was because of an alien invasion and some blamed the tower's construction quality." Din Fuhai slapped his head lightly as if he just had a moment of epiphany.

That news was broadcasted all over the world and was on most newspapers headlines.

Touted as the tallest structure in Japan, The Tokyo Tower was a famous tourist attraction in Japan. It was often the first stop for most Chinese tourists. However, the current condition of the Tokyo Tower would have shocked anyone who laid their eyes upon it. It stood half of its original length, broken beams jarringly jutted out from the top.

"Humph. Alien my ass. I was there and saw it with my own eyes. It was a duel between Master Chen and the Japanese Sword Sage, Takemiya Hiro. Their fight had caused damage to the Tokyo Tower, not aliens." Qi Dongsheng put in.

"What?"

The listeners were shocked.

The Tokyo Tower was in ruins because of a fight between Chen Fan and the Japanese sword sage?

Kon Jen'yu covered her mouth to stifle a cry. The Yu siblings gaped at each other stupidly, the shock had made the young man forget about his wound. The revelation also dumbfounded all the other tycoons in the room who hoped that what they heard was fiction and they could simply disregard it. But they couldn't.

"It... It's impossible!" Din Fuhai stammered disbelief and shock was written all over his face. "Lord Yang, is he telling the truth?"

"Yes." Yang Qinhu confirmed.

"Senior Master Chen's battle against Takemiya Hiro was touted as the most momentous fight in fifty years. It was not only a personal duel but also a showdown between two Martial Arts Communities. Takemiya Hiro was Japan's last Sword Sage, a title decreed by the Emperor himself. Even a mighty figure such as Takemiya Hiro was killed by Chen Fan with ease. Worse, the symbol of Japan, the Tokyo Tower, had also become collateral damage."

Everyone listened on with strong emotions roiling inside of them.

It was a fight between the most powerful Grandmaster in Chinese and the Sword Sage of Japan. The stakes were high since national pride was also at stake. The fight had been highly anticipated by everyone from both countries, and many martial artists had traveled to Japan to watch the battle in person.

"No wonder he called Chen Fan a legend. He had brought the entire Japanese Martial arts community to its knees." Many people nodded as they were impressed by Chen Fan's prowess.

Kon Jen'yu's mind raced as she realized that the boy who she considered ordinary turned out to be a powerful and legendary man.

Cold Sweat streaked Din Fuhai's face as realization set in. Chen Fan had turned a steel behemoth into a pile of scrap metal, what kind of damage could he do to Din Fuhai?

"Senior Master Chen's power is far more than that. He is now recognized as an Immortal state warrior, you simply couldn't comprehend how powerful that is." Yang Qinhu shook his head and said: "Just to give you one example: Master Chen killed the family lord of the Mitsui Family, Mitsui Kazuo before he left Japan. Fatty Din, do you think your influence is on par with Mitsui Kazuo?"

Yang Qinhu gave Din Fuhai a grin.

His words sent a chill down Din Fuhai's back and many other tycoons gasped.

Mitsui Kazuo!

He was a legend in Japan and most tycoons in China knew his name. He was the role model of nearly all businessmen in East Asia, who treated his autobiography as the bible. Yet, such an influential heavyweight in both the business world and the political realm was killed by Chen Fan seemingly without any repercussions.

Che Fan's might was truly awe-inspiring.

Din Fuhai was terrified by the revelation. His wealth and power was a far cry from the might of Mitsui Kazuo. It's true that the Fu Hai Group owns assets that were worth over a dozen billion yuan, but compared to Mitsui Group, the Fu Hai Group was as insignificant as a drop of water in the vast sea of wealth. The Mitsui Group owned a hundred if not thousand times more wealth than Fu Hai Group and was the backbone of a powerful nation.

"I can't believe it! I just can't!" Din Fuhai swept the sweat off his forehead and said apprehensively: "Thank god that Lord Yang had held me back, otherwise, I might as well be dead."

"You are welcome."

Yang Qinhu snorted and left with his hands linked behind his back. He didn't even spare Qi Dongsheng a glance.

Yang Qinhu had spared Qi Dongsheng's life only because of Chen Fan, otherwise, he would have already done away with him. However, everyone rushed to Qi Dongsheng and tried to befriend him. Chen Fan was way out of these ordinary people's league and they figured that Qi Dongsheng could be their only connection with Chen Fan. Din Fuhai heaved a sigh and then left the room.

Kon Jen'yu stood quietly as a light came up in her eyes.

Chen Fan lay in his bed after he arrived in his room.

He had already forgotten about what happened out there with Qi Dongsheng. His mind started to focus on the issue of his cultivation. His journey to Japan was successful. He had not only obtained the five Demon Gods for the Summoning Flute of Demon God, but he had also shattered the Japan Self-Defense Forces. However, the side effect of his success was not negligible either.

He should be able to repair his True Essence and body easily, but the Raw Arcane Energy he had consumed would take at least a few months if not more to recuperate.

"I think I will have to go to seclusion again."

Even as Chen Fan thought so, he furrowed his brows and ordered Yukishiro Sa to answer the door.

Lo and behold, Yang Qinhu stood respectfully outside of the room with a cupped fist: "Senior Master Chen, I apologize for visiting you at such an hour."

"Oh, what do you want?" Chen Beixuan answered lazily. "You might as well save your breath if it's about the Qi family. I never walk back on my promises. I caution you not to test my patience either."

"I would never even dream of defying you, Senior Master. No one in the entire China could defeat you." Yang Qinhu let out a wry smile. The Tiger of the Outer Guan Region stood before Chen Fan as a pupil would before his teacher. "As a matter of fact, I am here to ask if you would be interested in the Heavenly Water of Life?"

"Heavenly Water of Life?"

Chen Fan furrowed his brows and pondered.

He had heard of the name form the mouth of the Tree Herder, Jason, when he was teaching at Jinlin City. He had thought that the Yun Wu Spirit Water was the Heavenly Water of Life that could awaken the power within Extraordinary Ones.

Yun Wu Spirit Water was readily available to Chen Fan, so he would not be interested in his offer at all.

"Indeed. It's the Heavenly Water of Life from the western world. Superior-grade, highly concentrated. The source of the water had already formed a spring, and the supply is nearly limitless." Yang Qinhu said.

"The Heavenly Water of Life was mainly used to awaken an Extraordinary one's power in the west. However, to us eastern martial artists, it is quite effective as well. The martial artist who had used it told me that the water would help drastically improve one's cultivation, breach the bottleneck and reach Transcendent State. It could recuperate whatever damage the body had sustained, and was as effective as thousand years old Ginseng.

"Huh?"

Chen Fan nodded.

Both Martial Artists and Extraordinary ones were the dumbed down versions of immortal cultivation. Therefore Spirit Qi would be beneficial to their cultivation. If an ordinary Martial Artist lived in the Green Dragon Grand Array, he would become a Transcendent Grandmaster in a few years.

However, Chen Fan was already so far in his cultivation that this supplement has no effect on him.

"Here, Senior Master. This is a picture of what we have discovered in Siberia. The temperature was minus thirty, but the Spring was still running. Here is another picture." Yang Qinhu produced a stack of pictures and showed them to Chen Fan.

"This is why I have agreed to help Din Fuhai to do away with Qi Dongsheng."

The picture showed a wintery scene on an enormous glacier. A pool of running water was in the middle of the picture, the surface of the water rippled, an indication of the movement of current underneath. Surrounded by a lifeless whiteness, the gurgling springs liveliness seemed jarring, like the work of divine intervention on this lifeless tundra.

Chen Fan scanned the picture and noticed a small tree beside the spring; on it was a red fruit. Chen Fan's face changed colors as a name resonated in him.

"Fruit of Embryonic Essence?"

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Chapter 393: Return to China

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

The picture was grainy, due to the harsh environment under which the Camera was operated. The focus of the image was on the pool of clear glistering spring, so the small tree a few paces behind the scenes seemed blurry.

The small three was three meters and thirty centimeters tall. Its branches were covered with black bark and no leaves on it, save for a red fruit. Under close inspection, the shape of the fruit resembled a newborn baby.

The Chinese novel "Journey to the West," had recorded a Divine Fruit called the Mortal Fruit. It grew on a tree that bloomed every three thousand years and bore fruit every six thousand years, it wouldn't be for another three thousand years until the fruit ripened and were ready to be used. The smell of such fruit could prolong a mortal's life three hundred and sixty-six years, and one bit of its flesh could grant the cultivator forty-seven thousand years of life.

Chen Fan was not sure if the author of the Journey to the West had ever heard of the Fruit of Embryonic Essence, since its effect was similar, to some degree, to that of the Mortal Fruit.

"Fruit of Embryonic Essence was a superior-grade Spirit Fruit. It only grew in extreme cold environments. It will flower and bore fruit every fifty years. Its fruit was filled with Raw Arcane Energy. It would help a cultivator to reach the Divine Sea level once consumed. Its effect was so great that they could even be felt by a Connate Cultivator. If it was used by a mortal, it would grant a hundred fifty years of life to the user."

This fruit was definitely the most powerful Spirit Fruit Chen Fan had ever found on earth. Those herbs in the vault of the Medicine Valley simply couldn't compare. This seemingly insignificant fruit could elevate an Ethereal Enlightenment level cultivator straight to the Divine Sea level.

What appealed to Chen Fan the most was the Raw Arcane Energy inside of the Fruit of Embryonic Essence.

Such energy was the hardest to come by. It could not only strengthen one's body but also improve cultivation by boosting Divine Will.

"I have wasted some of my Raw Arcane Energy in order to control the Flying Sword. That did great harm to my cultivation and It would take me months to recuperate. If I could have the Fruit of Embryonic Essence, the recuperation could be greatly shortened. I could even further improve my Azure Thearch Longevity Body to the level of Initial success."

Chen Fan's eyes lit up with glee.

The thought of wasting a few months on recuperating his Essence Qi while halting his cultivation progress didn't sit well with Chen Fan. He could have reached late-stage of the Ethereal Enlightenment Level should he spend that much time focusing on improving instead of recuperation.

However, if he could get his hands on the Fruit of Embryonic Essence, he could shoot two birds with one stone. The fruit could not only heal him but also boost his level of attainment.

"The Tree of Embryonic Essence survived because of its secluded location and the pristine environment filled with Spirit Qi." Chen Fan rubbed his chin and thought to himself.

Without careful examination, Chen Fan knew that the spring was not any ordinary spring, it was situated at the Spirit Land, where Spirit Qi converged.

The water was not ordinary water either, it was formed by highly condensed Spirit Qi, much like the mist inside Green Dragon Grand Array. Without these highly concentrated forms of Spirit Qi, the Fruit of Embryonic Essence would never grow.

"Senior Master, What do you think of this?" Yang Qinhu asked cautiously.

"This is indeed Heavenly Water of Life and is very useful for cultivation. It could help users reach Immortal State for sure." Chen Fan said readily."I guess you want me to get involved in this project, that's why you are showing me these pictures?"

"Absolutely right, Senior Master."

Yang Qinhu cupped fists as his face lit up with glee.

He had been suspicious of the nature of the spring, thinking that it might be some underground hot spring. He was half convinced after many testimonies from Din Fuhai and his employees. However, Chen Fan's words had sealed the deal for him and the promise of reaching Immortal State made his heart race and blood boil.

"Senior Master Chen, these pictures were taken by Din Fuhai's employees. They had to risk their lives to snap these shots." Yang Qinhu continued.

"They said that the well was guarded by a pack of wolves, and these wild beasts started chasing down the reconnaissance team as soon as they get near the spring. All members of the team, except for the team captain were mauled to death by the beasts. I had since sent in two more expedition teams, but none had reported back to me. If Senior Master would accompany me to investigate, I am sure no danger would stop us."

"These are numinous treasures, it's quite normal to be guarded by beasts." Chen Fan replied. He narrowed his eyes and locked his gaze onto Yang Qinhu. "Here is my price: I need at least half of the spring and also the tree beside it."

"Deal!"

Yang Qinhu agreed readily.

The journey to the spring was so perilous that not even Yang Qinhu was confident that he could make it there and back alive. However, Chen Fan was powerful enough to defeat an entire army, and strike down fighter jets. Yang Qinhu was confident that no beasts could stand in Chen Beixuan's way.

Yang Qinhu didn't think much of Chen Fan's request for that tree and the fruit. He had no idea what that tree was and never would he even dreamed of eating its fruit.

"Very well then. I shall not disturb you, Senior Master. The snow blocked off the path to the mountain, giving us just enough time to prepare for the journey. We shall be able to leave in ten days." Yang Qinhu cupped fists and started off.

Chen Fan nodded his agreement.

He would use that time to visit his family for the Spring Festival as well.

Once Yang Qinhu was gone, Yukishiro Sa asked worriedly: "Young Lord, are you really going to Siberia? That place is frigid cold and has many wild hungry animals. I even heard people got eaten by Malicious Beasts that lurked there."

"Don't worry. I can even handle an Immortal State Warrior with ease, much less some beasts." Chen Fan waved a dismiss and said.

The next morning when they wake up, the ship has already arrived Zhong Hai.

Chen Fan and Yukishiro Sa got off the ship and went straight to Jinlin City. While they were on their way to Jinlin City, Qi Wangsun called to say he appreciated his help. Chen Fan didn't talk much on the phone with Qi Wangsun and hung up the phone after a few minutes of conversation.

Although Chen Fan had done nothing but issue a warning, for Qi Wangsun, that was the difference between life and death.

Chen Fan was finally back home.

Chen Fan's return meant nothing to Chen Fan's family members. but it had caught the attention of the Chinese Martial arts community as well as government institutions such as the Special Case Departments and the Military.

During Chen Beixuan's trip to Japan, he had killed powerful Japanese Martial Arts Grandmasters such as Takemiya Hiro, Kitaniwakawa, Takemiya, Fuji Taki, Kurokawa Sho, and Genkaza Takeda. He had also subjugated five Demon Gods that were only half-step away from Immortal State. In addition, he had crushed the entire Fourteenth Brigade of Japan's Defense Force, struck down three F-15 and eighteen AH-1 Cobra helicopters.

His achievements were unprecedented.

He had dealt a devastating blow to the Japanese Martial arts community and it would take the latter decades to recuperate. The damage he did to the Japan Self-Defense Forces was even greater. He had turned the Japan Self-Defense Forces into a laughing stock. The death of Mitsui Kazuo also sent a stern warning to the high-level bureaucrats in Japan.

Chen Fan's achievements painted a very different image of himself in people's minds than the one before he went to Japan.

Before he went to Japan, even Li Wuchen considered him a Martial Artists who was full of potential. Red Sparrow even had the audacity to challenge Chen Fan in public.

However, there and then, Chen Beixuan had become a household name. Even the president of America and Russia heard of his name, much less the members of the ground world.

People started to believe that he was the most powerful man in the Dark World and they waited expectantly for the CIA to bump up his rating on the Dark roll.

"Where did Chen Beixuan's power came from?"

This question rose inside of many cultivator's minds. Try as they might, they simply couldn't find the answer.

On the surface, Chen Fan was just a young man less than twenty years old. However, he had shaken the world and became a legend. He wielded more power and bargaining chips than most small nations while dealing with superpowers of the world. Members of the dark world conceded that Chen Fan was a genius and his achievements unmatched.

As soon as Chen Fan arrived in Jinlin City, he had ordered Yukishiro Sa to stay put in the Green Dragon Grand Array.

On their way to the array, he had taught Yukishiro Sa a few Sanshou techniques. But, Yukishiro Sa was not interested in Sanshou, instead, she wanted to learn Sword techniques. Chen Fan obliged her and taught her some rudimentary moves based on the sword techniques of the Sword Immortals. He called the simplified version of the Sword Technique of the Azure Flower.

The Sword Technique of the Azure Flower could help any cultivator reach as far as Immortal State, if not Connate Spirit Level.

As soon as he settled Yukishiro Sa in, Red Sparrow came to knock on the door.

"Are you alright?"

They met in Tang Yuanqin's garden. Red Sparrow was wearing her hair short and her body was wrapped tightly in a leather overall. Her face was hard and cold, and lacked any warmth. However, a hint of concern claimed the tip of her brows as she asked: "I was very far away when you delivered your final attack, but I saw what happened. I spoke to the old men in our department and told them what I saw. They said not even an Immortal State warrior could have survived your attack. They also said that the final blow must have some side effects on you."

"It's not a big deal. I am fine." Chen Fan waved a hand changed the topic. "How did you leave Japan? Did the Japanese just let you off the hook so easily without tidying up the loose ends?"

"Humph! They can try to harm us, but are they ready for the combined wrath of China and Korea?" Red Sparrow snorted. "Be rest assured, those tourists have all signed confidentiality agreements. Your secrets are safe."

After she said that, a smirk appeared on Red Sparrow's face.

"That girl called Ai Jinqi just wouldn't get over you. She kept on pressing me for your address and phone number. Do you think I should give them to her?"

Chen Fan cracked a smile and didn't reply.

Tang Yifei and Tang Yuanqin stood at a distance and looked at Chen Fan with admiration after seeing that even the super-soldier of the Special Case Departments seemed to treat Chen Fan with great respect.

Even as the two talked to each other, another visitor arrived.

It was the Chief of the Jinlin Division, Li Wuchen, and his Staff Officer Yu Qin.

As soon as Yu Qin saw Red Sparrow, she called out to her in surprise.

"Sister, what are you doing here?"

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Red Sparrow was taken aback as well.

"Xiao Qin, What brings you here? I thought you are back at Yan Jin with your family for the new year."

"Well, I am General Chen's coordinator. Chief General Li is looking for General Chen, so here I am." Yu Qin covered her mouth to stifle a giggle while beaming from side to side.

The two girls did look very much alike, especially when they had the same haircut. It was difficult to tell one from the other at once.

Yu Qin ran toward Red Sparrow and held onto her arm."Sister, you haven't been home for so many years, Ma and Pa and everyone in the family misses you so much. They were very close to call Director Xiao and request your leave for you many times."

"Humph! I am our nation's super soldier and do not have as much time as you do. If I leave home, my department would suddenly be 20% weaker. There are more crazy people around during the new year and I need to be on duty all the time. Are you really that naive to think that everything is fine and dandy in our world? Without my department weeding out the bad guys from the underground world, those martial artists were going to wreak havoc in China. Plus, I don't want to go home and see that man again." Red Sparrow flung back at her sister. Her gaze grew soft as she spoke.

Chen Fan listened on.

From the two girl's conversations, he learned that Red Sparrow's name is Yu Nan and she was Yu Qin's half-sister. She was from a military family in Yan Jin. Red Sparrow's family discovered her gift since she was a young girl and sent her to the Special Case Departments. Since then, she rarely saw her family.

Li Wuchen came over to Chen Fan and greeted him with a broad smile.

"Congratulations General Chen."

He reached out a large hand and shook Chen Fan's hand vigorously while his face beamed from side to side.

"It's a gratifying battle for us Chinese. After this battle, I wager the Japan Self-Defense Forces would never dare to poke around in our territory. The Japanese government is trying to reform its self-defense force, but the Americans are not going to let that happen. They would be in a very bad spot for the next decade at least. One of my comrades praised your ability and compared you to an entire division of soldiers!"

The divisions stationed at the Jinlin Military Region was mainly responsible for defending China against invading Japanese. Their rivals included the Japan Self-Defense Forces as well as the American's pacific fleet.

Aside from Chen Fan, Li Wuchen was the biggest winner after Chen Fan's victory. Pressure on his shoulders was suddenly relieved.

"Thank you for your praise, Chief General Li."

Chen Fan cracked a smile.

"Uncle Li, don't be so nice to him, he is already full of himself. He should know that without the support of the Chinese military, the Americans would have already captured him and kept him in one of their secret labs for experimentations." Red Sparrow grunted.

Despite Chen Fan's calm appearance, the mentioning of the American military made him furrow his brows.

Chen Fan had expected the American to intervene while he was in Japan. They were the protector of Japan and the world police. As the most powerful nation in the world, the Americans would never allow a rogue power such as himself to exist for too long. However, much to his surprise, the American didn't directly come after him, instead, they pressured the Chinese government.

"Be rest assured General Chen. China is not going to cave into their bully tactics." Li Wuchen pounded his chest and promised. "However, we do suggest that you exercise caution when you are abroad and try to stay away from powerful nations such as the USA. You are on the most wanted list published by the CIA. If they figure out your whereabouts, they would come after you."

Chen Fan nodded.

If he didn't want to be seen, none of the surveillance cameras that the United States of America had installed around the world would be able to pick him out. That being said, the fact that he was on the United States of America's most-wanted list also meant that his power was growing.

After all, not everyone could make it to the most wanted list.

Chen Fan wagered that the American's animosity toward him would make him a highly sought after ally to the Russians and the Chinese. The century-old logic applied here as well: the enemy of my enemy is my friend.

Lo and behold, Li Wuchen praised Chen Fan again.

"When I saw you for the first time, I took you as an outstanding member of the younger generation, but a normal Grandmaster nonetheless. However, in less than a year, your name spread across the globe and instilled fear into the leaders of nations, including the president of the United States. It happened too fast for me to fully comprehend how you have done it."

Li Wuchen's words were filled with respect and admiration.

His words also caught everyone's attention.

Yu Qin was shocked by what she heard.

She knew Li Wuchen's high standards and scant approval of others first hand. She had never even heard Li Wuchen praise Ye Nantian with so much respect. It was evident that Li Wuchen held Chen Fan with higher regard than Ye Nantian.

Li Wuchen was a Chief General in China, one of the top twenty most powerful men in the Chinese military and had over a hundred thousand soldiers at his disposal. Meanwhile, Chen Fan was just a teenager all by himself.

Tang Yifei and Tang Yuanqin were amazed by Chen Fan as they watched the young man talk and laugh with the Chief General with as much confidence as there was casualness in him.

Even Red Sparrow suddenly felt the development had pulled the rug from under her.

In less than a month, Chen Fan had transformed from an ordinary Grandmaster to a living legend, the most powerful man in the Dark World. By now, his personal strength had lent him enough weight to be taken seriously in the political realm. Even the president of smaller nations or powerful military leaders had to treat him as their equal.

"I think he is quickly catching up to the old man. Azure Dragon has already fallen behind him."

Red Sparrow thought to herself.

Chen Fan chatted with Li Wuchen without having to hold back anything. He knew the China government desperately needed him to be on her side. They harbored the ambition of surpassing the United States of America and become the next superpower of the world. To do that, she would need Chen Fan's help.

On the other hand, the United States of America had already secured the seat of power. She treated any rouge elements such as Chen Fan as a thorn in her side and only wanted to get rid of him.

Chen Fan talked with Li Wuchen until dusk was about to break.

Before Li Wuchen left, he cracked a smile and said to Chen Fan.

"General Chen, the Headquarters has decided to dedicate a small squad of soldiers for your safety. I will draft those soldiers from the Cang Dragon unit. I know you won't need the protection, but your family and friends would need it."

"Perfect, thank you."

Chen Fan nodded.

Everyone looked at Chen Fan enviously.

It was evident that the Chinese government had spared no expense at winning Chen Fan over since they had committed the most powerful unit in China to safeguard Chen Fan's family.

Seeing Chen Fan had accepted his offer, Li Wuchen cracked a smile and started off.

Once Li Wuchen was gone, Red Sparrow gave Chen Fan a sarcastic look and said in a cold voice: "You are the man of the moment, so it appears. We have sweat and bled for our nation for decades, and only got one assistant. Yet, you have gotten an entire elite squad. I wager that the government is going to assign you a personal butler soon."

"Sister, why do you talk to General Chen like that?" Yu Qin tugged Red Sparrow's shirt and said.

Chen Fan linked his hands behind his back and said as he paced back and forth in the room.

"Red Sparrow, what do you think Director Xiao would do to me if I get rid of your power right now?"

Red Sparrow's face suddenly flushed red.

The color quickly drained from her face as she started trembling uncontrollably. She wanted to say something but found out that words were caught in her throat.

Chen Fan was a different person now. Just as Li Wuchen had said, he was as powerful as an entire division of soldiers. He packed even more political clout than Li Wuchen, much less Red Sparrow. Even if Chen Fan killed Red Sparrow on the spot, the Special Case Departments would have to swallow down the insult and remain quiet.

With that thought in mind, Red Sparrow turned into a bundle of nerves. All the disrespect she had harbored toward Chen Fan evaporated.

By now, Chen Fan wielded so much authority and power that they only benefited the most powerful man in the Dark World.

Once Chen Fan had ironed out a few details regarding the transferring of the Cang Dragon unit, Chen Fan returned to the Chen family residence at the foot of the East Mountain. Since it was close to the Chinese new year, the East Mountain Villas was packed with members of the Chen family across China.

His Grandpa, Chen Huaian, Great Uncle Chen Zhenxin, Second Uncle Chen Huaian, mother Wang Xiaoyun, Sister An and all of his cousins such as Chen An, Chen Xu, and Chen Guoguo had already arrived before him.

Chen Fan's treatment was drastically different than last year.

Although the Chen family still knew very little about Chen Fan, they were extremely impressed by many of his titles such as the Master Chen of Jiang Bei, and the General Major of Cang Dragon. Those two titles would have made him the most successful heir of the Chen family by far. In addition, thanks to Chen Fan's influence, the Chen family had also risen to prominence and became one of the most powerful families in Jinlin City. Even the Qiao Family, Hua Family, and the Song Family had to treat the Chens with respect.

"Xiao Fan, Your Great Uncle has been promoted this year, all thanks to you. The leaders of the province had hinted at him that they will let him be a major next year." Great Aunt came over the Chen Fan and said joyfully.

Great Uncle Chen Zhenxin stood behind his wife and smiled at Chen Fan.

He was the deputy mayor of Jinlin City and to become the real mayor at another city was a huge step up in his career.

"Oh? Did they tell you which city?" Chen Fan asked

"Director Xue talked to me a few days ago, and he seems to suggest that it will be Chu Zhou City."

Chen Zhenxin said fearfully. Director Xue was the personal assistant of Boss Lou, and he would never have imagined that Director Xue would get involved in his promotion. He could tell that Chen Fan's influence was at play here.

"OK."

Chen Fan nodded. He knew that the promotion was Boss Lou's gesture of goodwill.

The rest of the younger generation of the Chen family stood around Chen Fan and the elders. Chen Ning and Chen An watched as everyone attended to Chen Fan with such jarring respect that they felt they were slowly losing grip on reality.

Just a year ago, they felt they were way ahead of Chen Fan, treating him as one of the poor relatives from the backward countryside.

A year later, Chen Fan had already become the backbone of the family, and even the elders of the family had to get on his good side.

A wave of complicated feelings rose inside of Chen Ning. Meanwhile, Wang Xiaoyun and An Ya looked at Chen Fan with great pride.

Chen Huaian beamed from side to side as he poured one cup after another wine down his throat.

After the banquet was over, Chen Ning came over to Chen Fan and asked under her breath.

"Hey, little brother, my friend is having a party, would you like to come?"

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"Oh?"

Chen Fan looked up at her cousin and taken aback.

Ever since last year's annual gathering, Chen Ning had seldom talked to him. Her cousin and he had never liked each other, but they were shy of arguing with each other. However, after Chen Fan had risen to power, Chen Ning started to keep things to herself and grow reticent whenever Chen Fan was around.

"Umm..." Chen Fan hesitated.

He never liked her friends and neither was he interested in a teenagers' party.

Chen Fan brushed shoulders with powerful and successful figures such as Li Wuchen, Yang Qinhu, Red Sparrow and Mitsui Kazuo, so the company of a group of youngsters simply could no longer pique his interest. However, Chen Fan felt reluctant to refuse his cousin who had just broken out of her shell and approached him for the first time in a long time.

"Only the heirs of the most powerful families in Jinlin City are invited to the party. The Chen family had just joined the club recently so we had to deal with a lot of bullshit. But I believe that your presence would help to quell the animosity and make things easier for us." Seeing the hesitation on Chen Fan's face, Chen Ning hurried to put in.

Chen Guoguo also popped out from nowhere and shouted at Chen Fan: "Brother Chen Fan, I want to go with you!"

Chen Fan cracked a smile and nodded.

He wouldn't mind showing up for support, what harm could that do?

The party was held at a private club called Red Stone on the outskirts of Jinlin City.

Most of the heirs that showed up were the third generation in their family. Some of them had already started working in managerial positions in their family business. Each one of them commanded as much influence in the city as Shen Junwen, Nin Yuze, or Su Peng. The party was just a disguise for the real agenda of the gathering: to discuss the profit quota of each family.

The discussion would touch upon all the dealings, good and bad, between major families. Although Chen Fan was an outsider, he knew very well how these meetings would pan out. Compromises would be made in the end, and profit would be distributed, fairly or not.

Chen Ning had driven her Cadillac while Chen Fan sat in the passenger seat.

"In the Jinlin City, there are four traditional powerful families: Qiao, Song, Hua, and Ren. Of the four, the Qiao Family and the Song Family are the most influential. Old Man Qiao had run the Jinlin City for many years while Qiao Luoyin also packed significant clout. Although the Song family didn't have any members they could brag about, they had a close tie with one of the major families in Yan Jin. Well, what am I talking about? Of course, you won't take these guys seriously. Not even the family lord of the Song family dares to challenge you, I wager."

Chen Ning said as a strange light came up in her eyes.

While she was working hard for the future of her family, striving to earn the approval of the elders in the family, Chen Fan had already earned enough prestige to sit around the same table with the family lords.

"Why did I fail to notice his talent?"

Chen Ning lamented in her mind.

"So, by your logic, we are the fifth great family of Jinlin City?"

Chen Fan asked Chen Ning while Chen Guoguo sat on his lap.

"There is no such thing as the four greatest family or the five greatest families." Chen Ning let out a wry smile. "Things change all the time. The Qiao Family and Song family might have their hay days now, but without a good heir, they will fall from grace. The Qiao Family, for example, is facing such a crisis. They simply don't have a competent heir to take over Old Man Qiao's responsibility."

"However, we are the only exception. As long as you remain strong, so would the entire Chen family. That is why other families hate us." Chen Ning said proudly.

Chen Fan nodded.

Let it be the Qiao Family or the Song family, the foundation of their influence was power and wealth. However, those worldly possessions would eventually fade away. Martial arts families such as the Gu family were different. As long as each of their generations holds on to their personal strength, they could last forever until the technology had advanced to much that it rendered martial arts irrelevant.

"I think I will have to leave some Martial arts techniques for my family before I leave the earth. Otherwise, the Chen Family would be easily squashed by its enemies without my protection. " Chen Fan's eyes lit up as he pondered on.

Of late, he increasingly felt the need to gather a force for his personal use.

As he gets stronger, he would encounter more and more powerful enemies. Therefore, he might not be able to protect his family even using the Protection Talisman. No Protection Talisman could ward off the attack of a Grandmaster or the raid of an elite special force.

Chen Fan didn't organize his own force early not only became he had to focus on Cultivation but also because he was wary of the Chinese leaders' reaction.

China was a powerful country and she would not tolerate the existence of a personal militia. However, the table had been turned and China desperately needed Chen Fan to be on her side. The nation's leader had even granted him a squad of personal guards. Chen Fan had gotten quiet consent from the Chinese government to organize his own personal militia.

"What should I name this militia group? I can't operate under the banner of True Martial Celestial Sect, that's too much to expect from these mortals. Maybe I will call it the Azure Talisman Sect, or the North Mystic Sect?"

Chen Fan rubbed his chin and pondered on.

Meanwhile, famous young men and women poured into the Red Stone club.

Members of Jinlin City's major family had all came back for the spring festival. One of the main tasks for them during the annual gathering was to distribute the profit among all families. Needless to say, it was a zero-sum game.

The Qiao Family, Song Family, Hua Family, and the Ren Family usually took up the lion's share of the profit. The other smaller families could only nibble on the leftovers.

However, a newly risen family had joined this year, intensifying the competition.

The Chen family vied to claim a significant portion of the pie, just like everyone else. The competitors carried no mercy as they walked into the match, and they should leave without any regret. All options would be on the table when the gloves were off.

Inside the meeting hall, the guests were gathered in a few small separate circles. They were all well-dressed and behaved courteously.

"Who do you think the Chen family is going to send to attend the meeting?"

A young man with greasy skin asked with a smirk.

"I am sure Chen An would make it since he is the most outstanding member of the third generation of the Chens. I am not sure about Chen Ning though. I have heard that she was admitted to Harvard, so she might be busy with that. No one knows what An Ya will do, she is the sister of you-know-who." A young man straightened his gold-rimmed glasses and said calmly.

"Tsk, tsk... The Chen family had hit the jackpot to be able to produce such a freak. I have met Ren Dong from the Ren family. His face was long and gloomy like." A young man said gloatingly.

"The Ren Family was the weakest among the major families. The rise of the Chen family is going to squeeze their profit margins even more. Ren Dong is going to look like that for a while." A girl wearing a dazzling dress said coldly.

"I bet the Chen family is going to claim the biggest share this year. None of the other families could compare with Master Chen. He is the General Major of Cang Dragon."

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses held a cup of wine and said matter-of-factly.

Hearing his comments, everyone shook their heads and heaved a sigh.

Chen Fan's battle at Wu Zhou had stunned the entire Jinlin City. He had quelled the combined might of the Ji Family, Su Family, Nin Family, and the Tang Family. If those families couldn't bring Chen Fan to his knees, neither could the Ren Family nor the Hua Family.

Zhou Qinya held a cup of wine and passed the crowd. The conversation spilled out from the small circle into her ears. Mentioning of Chen Fan's name made her feel remorse and envy.

She envied the girl called Fang Qiong whom Chen Fan had fell head over heels in love with; she also regretted that she didn't act sooner before the girl showed up and captivated Chen Fan's heart.

Even as she was lamenting her luck, she heard a young man say under his breath.

"Not likely. I don't think Master Chen will show up for this insignificant event. I also have heard that Song Family is well prepared for today's event."

"What could the Song Family do anyways? Could they be more powerful than the Ji Family of Zhong Hai? They have a provincial minister in their family, yet they were still quashed by Chen Fan." A young woman wearing shiny jewelry said derisively.

"Indeed."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"The Song Family alone might mean nothing, but what if it was the Song Family and the Han Family combined?" The young man said mysteriously.

"Han Family? Which Han Family?"

Everyone looked to each other and was not sure what the young man was talking about.

Even Zhou Qinya was confused. She had never heard of a Han Family in the entire Jiang Nan Province much less the Jinlin City.

"Do you mean the Han Family of Yan Jin?"

The man with golden-rimmed glasses said as a light glinted in his eyes.

"Indeed. There is only one Han Family in China."The young man said proudly.

Han Family of Yan Jin!

A lot of listeners gasped as realization dawned upon them. Zhou Qinya's face also changed colors.

The Han Family of Yan Jin was one of the elite families in Yan Jin. Their influence and power were only outshined by a couple of the most powerful families in China. The powerful of the Ji Family of Zhong Hai, Su Family of Wu Zhou City, Qiao Family of Jinlin City were all a far cry from that of the Han Family of Yan Jin.

Being a tycoon of a Chinese city was one thing, and being a tycoon in the Chinese capital city was another.

"Han Family sent someone here this year? Yan Dong, "Are you sure?"

Everyone, including Zhou Qinya, fixed their gaze on the young man called Yan Dong expectantly.

If his revelation was real, then the power dynamic in this gathering was about to change.

Before Yan Dong could confirm anything, a wave of commotion drifted in from the entrance.

Guests from the Chen family had arrived.

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Chapter 396: Young Lord Han

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Guests from the Chen family had arrived.

The Chen family was at the focal point of everyone's attention, so when the commotion drifted into the room, Yan Dong and the others looked over toward the entrance right away.

They saw a group of young men and women file into the ballroom.

Yan Dong noticed a few familiar faces such as Chen An, Chen Ning, Chen Xu, and Chen Xiao. However, to his surprise, the one who led the group was neither Chen An nor Chen Xiao, he was a rather ordinary-looking young man.

The young man wore a casual outfit and his appearance was nothing extraordinary except for his mesmerizing eyes. He held the hand of a little girl and led the group into the meeting room with a great measure of confidence and assuredness. He was not shy at all after being under everyone's inquisitive eyes.

"Who is he? I have never met him."

Many questions asked each other.

Why did the Chen family sent in a youngster instead of An Ya? Is he the Chen family's benefactor? Yan Dong wondered if Chen's family had also heard that the Han Family was going to attend this year's meeting so they had invited their powerful benefactor as well.

Nearly everyone here has heard of Chen Fan's name, but only a handful of them knew what Chen Fan looked like since Chen Fan rarely attended any banquets in Jinlin City.

Those who knew Chen Fan, such as Zhou, were stunned by his appearance.

"What is he doing here?"

Chen Fan wielded enough authority to sit around the same table with all the family lords, why would he bother with a gathering of youngsters?

It was overkill and didn't make sense considering Chen Fan's status.

Even as everyone was dumbfounded by the development, Qiao Luoyin walked into everyone's view. She was wearing a red dress that exposed much of her back and heavy make up on her face. Her sexually-charged appearance made her looked powerful. She swayed her gorgeous hips left and right slightly and tantalizingly as she made her way to Chen Fan. She covered her lush lips with a gloved hand and cracked a smile as she batted her lashes at Chen Fan.

"How come Master Chen has time for us youngsters?"

Qiao Luoyin's words had stunned everyone.

A wave of surprised murmur rose among the crowd.

"What? He is Master Chen?"

"Oh my god. Master Chen is here! The Chen family had sent in Master Chen!"

"Of course that's him! No one at such a young age could have to lead the other youngsters of the Chen family other than Master Chen."

People stood on their toes, trying to catch a glimpse of Chen Fan. Many pairs of inquisitive eyes scanned the seemingly ordinary-looking young man, trying to find any sign of greatness and power in him.

"Master Chen of Jiang Bei."

Even the most modest title of Chen Fan could have made him a legend among the people of Jinlin City.

Even before Chen Fan arrived at Jinlin City, words about his incredible deeds had already spread to the city. Many people considered him the equal of Tang Yuanqin and the most vicious man in Jiang Nan Province's underground world. After Chen Fan toppled the Wan Rong Group, massacred the entire Sheng family, and got rid of Gao Tianmin, he finally became a household name in Jinlin City. However, his popularity wasn't enough to inspire fear among the greatest families of Jinlin City.

Both the Qiao Family or the Song Family were much more powerful than the Sheng family and Gao Tianmin.

However, their attitude toward Chen Fan changed after he had crushed the Ji Family of Zhong Hai, Tang Family, and the Nin Family.

Despite Director Xue's attempt to contain the news about what had happened during Old Man Su's birthday banquet, rumors still got out in bits and pieces. However, the mentioning of one name was enough to fill everyone's mind with wild imaginations.

Chen Fan the General Major at the Cang Dragon unit before he even turned twenty!

Such power was the stuff of legends.

No one in any of Jinlin City's great families could have pulled that off. Chen Fan's victory at the Old Man Su's birthday gathering had earned him the respect and fear of even the most powerful man in the Jiang Nan Province, much less members of the lower families.

Everyone had thought that the Chen family would send in An Ya to the negotiation table and had never expected Chen Fan to show up at the gathering of youngsters. His place was among the adults and the family lords. The sight of him had made a lot of people's heart sink to the bottom. Members of the Ren Family and the Hua Family pulled long faces as they realized that the Chen family was going to dominate this year's annual gathering.

Although Chen An and Chen Xu never liked Chen Fan, they were gratified to see everyone's attention on them and their fearful eyes. These were the same people who looked down on them, casually insinuated that they were the nouveau riche. However, in the presence of Master Chen, they dared not to say even one word much less utter a casual insult.

"You are Qiao Luoyin. I remember you." Chen Fan picked out a piece of cake from the waiter beside him and fed the pieces of cake to Chen Guoguo.

Afterward, he turned around and looked at the gorgeous ballroom queen in her red dress.

"It is my honor to be remembered by Master—oh, I mean General Chen." Qiao Luoyin's face bloomed. Her scintillating smile suddenly caught many people's attention. She came closer to Chen Fan and whispered in his ears: "General Chen, I am a bosom sister with Tang Yifei, she has told a man a lot of things about you."

Then she winked at Chen Fan.

Chen Fan cracked a smile and kept his silence.

Qiao Luoyin gently swung round and led Chen Fan into the ballroom.

Chen Fan's presence seemed to have cast a heavy and serious spell in the air. The people who were chatting with each other suddenly became circumspect as they felt the pressure of being in the presence of someone much more powerful than them.

Before Chen Fan's arrival, they chatted with each other with a great measure of levity and casualness as a roomful of old friends would. However, since Chen Fan's social status was on par with most people's parents, they felt Chen Fan's presence was as awkward and restraining to be in as that of their elders.

Chen Fan had also noticed the awkwardness around him, but he didn't much care. The North Mystic Celestial Lord never cared about what other people thought of him. Of all the people in the room, he deemed only Qiao Luoyin worthy of carrying out a conversation with him.

Plus, Chen Fan was here to spend some fun time with Chen Guoguo, so he did just that, and ignored the people around him.

"Oh my gosh! Master Chen is here. The Song Family and the Ren Family are doomed."

Yan Dong lamented as his circle of friends shook their heads.

No one had thought that the Chen family would send in such a heavyweight to a gathering of youngsters. What were the Song Family and the Ren Family suppose to do? Reason with him? Master Chen was well known for his short temper, but not for his patience. No one would want to become the next Nin Yuze who had his legs and arms broken by Chen Fan.

"I don't think so, the Song Family still has a trump card. We live in the small city of Jinlin and are afraid of Master Chen, but that might not be the case for the prominent families in Yan Jin."

Yan Dong said with a cold smirk.

"I see the truth in it, but it also depends on whom the Han Family had sent. If it was a direct hit among the third generation then yes, you are right. However, it was a member of the offshoot branch, then Master Chen will still have an upper hand. Don't you forget who was his benefactor in the military: Li Wuchen." Someone else refuted.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Both Chen Fan and Chen Xu were from the Chen family, but they were on drastically different levels of authority within the Chen family, the same goes for any other families. If the Han Family of Yan Jin only sent in a family member that was removed from the center of family power, then they might as well not send anyone.

"The Han Family's presence wouldn't mean anything unless it was Han Juntu they have sent in." The young man with the golden-rimmed glasses said calmly.

"Han Juntu?"

The name caught the attention of many young women, including Zhou Qinya.

He was one of the most outstanding heirs in Yan Jin. As the leader of the third generation of the Han Family of Yan Jin, his name was heard even here in Jinlin City. Rumor had it that he was a very capable and talented young man who had won the approval of elders from all great families in Yan Jin. A military leader even guaranteed him a rank of general should he decide to come under his service. He was the favorite child of many men and women in a position of power.

"I don't think Han Juntu will come. He is even more influential than Master Chen." Yan Dong shook his head. "My source told me that the Han Family is going to send in the Second Lord Han, whose prowess should be on par with that of Chen Fan. "

"Second Lord Han? You don't mean THAT son-of-a-gun, don't you?"

A young woman covered her mouth as she exclaimed under her breath.

"That's him" Yan Dong nodded.

"It's not going to end well if Han Hongkun is here. Both he and Master Chen are hotheaded. It wouldn't take much persuasion from the Song Family to have the two at each other's throats." The man with the golden-rimmed glasses said grimly.

However, his sentiment was not shared by anyone. Eyes around him were lit up by anticipation and excitement.

The rise of the Chen family had rubbed many the wrong way. Although no one stated their resentment toward the Chen family openly, the Chen family had made a number of enemies for themselves. Therefore the promise of a showdown between the Chen family and one of the most powerful families in Yan Jin was exhilarating news to many.

It was natural for the old power to resent the newly risen.

Zhou Qinya was worried about the impending fight.

Could Chen Fan handle the Han Family of Yan Jin and its hotheaded heir Han Hongkun?

Chen Fan was not aware that he was walking right into a gathering storm.

He was here only because of Chen Guoguo. He cared very little about the frivolous matter between the Chen family and the other families. Of all the Chen family members, Chen Fan only cared about his Grandfather. If Chen Huaian passed away, he wouldn't give a twat about the rest of the Chen family's well beings.

Even as Chen Fan and Chen Guoguo were trying to crack open the shell of a King Crab, a loud voice came up next to him.

"HIM? The Head sergeant of Cang Dragon? Are you joking?"

Chen Fan furrowed his brows and looked up. He first saw an embarrassed Qiao Luoyin and then he saw a brawny youth next to her, wearing large cargo pants and a pair of obnoxiously large sunglasses. His lips curled into a smirk as he glared at Chen Fan through his sunglasses.

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Chapter 397: Kneel!

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A deadly silence fell over the room as soon as the brawny young man uttered his words.

Everyone looked at him in astonishment. No one had expected anyone to challenge Chen Fan so brazenly. Ever since Chen Fan toppled the Sheng family, all major families in Jinlin City had warned their youngsters not to mess with Chen Fan. Nin Yuze would be an example for those who dared to test Chen Fan's ire.

"Who is that? He should watch his mouth if he wants to get out of here alive."

"Master Chen is not going to take it lightly. This dip shit is doomed."

"I saw him walking in with Young Lord Song, Song Duanmin. Is he a friend of Young Lord Song?"

Even as the people in the ballroom murmured to each other in surprise, Yan Dong slapped his thigh and exclaimed: "Han Hongkun is here. Bring out your popcorn, everyone."

People around Yan Dong looked to the boisterous young man and the woman with shiny jewelry exclaimed: "That's Han Hongkun? No wonder they call him the Devil Incarnate! Only an heir from a mighty family in the capital city would have the audacity to challenge Master Chen and he did it with such swagger too."

"Who do you think will come to our victorious? "

Another young woman asked with interest.

Chen Fan put the crab leg back on his plate and caught the arrogant young man with the hook of his glance.

Ever since he made a name in Jinlin City, it was the first time anyone had publicly challenged him. Powerful men and women in Jinlin City if not the entire Jiang Nan Province had capitulated to his might. But this young man carried a northern Chinese accent and had an arrogance that was typical only among heirs of top families in China.

However, Chen Fan was unaffected by the young man's insult, neither did he care about the power of the young man's family. Anyone who dared to mess with him would have to pay the price. He asked calmly.

"Do you know who I am?"

"Master Chen, this is Han Hongkun, the Second Lord of the Han Family of Yan Jin. He has just arrived in Jinlin City so he probably has no idea who you are. Please forgive him." Before Han Hongkun could answer the question, Qiao Luoyin hurried to ease the tension.

Qiao Luoyin had called for the gathering, so she didn't want to see the situation get out of hand.

She knew Chen Fan's hot temper first hand since she was there when he slapped Tang Jianfen in the face and forced Ji Luochen to kneel before him and apologize.

Han Hongkun might be an heir of a powerful family, but he could be a dead heir very quickly if he didn't stop insulting Chen Fan. Qiao Luoyin saw to it that Chen Fan had heard her say "Han Family of Yan Jin," hoping that the might of the Han Family could make Chen Fan think better of harming the young man.

"Han Family of Yan Jin?"

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes.

Chen Fan had heard of the name in his past life. He knew that the Han Family had deep roots in the military, however, they still couldn't compare with his mother's family clan, the Wang family.

That being said, The Han Family was much more powerful than the local tycoons such as Ji Family of Zhong Hai, Wei Family of the North Bank and the Su Family of Wu Zhou City. The Han Family had produced more than one generals for the military. They had built a network within the military so vast in size that the Old Man Han was still considered one of the most influential men in the Chinese Military even after his retirement.

"Why should I care who you are? What? Are you afraid?"

Han Hongkun had mistaken Chen Fan's question as a sign of wavering.

His misperception had emboldened him as he went on: "What did I tell you about Cang Dragon? They are just mediocre even when they had Head Sergeant Xu. A couple of years ago, they have become the worst special force unit in the military. I thought they were going to get a better head sergeant, but little did I know that they hired a fucking boy. What a joke!"

Han Hongkun gave Chen Fan a contemptuous glare and said: "What makes you think that you are the equal of Ye Nantian? That's an outright humiliation to Head sergeant Ye and Dragon's Fang."

Han Hongkun's words stirred up a swell of surprised murmur among listeners.

They were not only shocked by the young man's brazen insult hurled at Chen Fan but were also surprised by his family background he that had just revealed.

"What? He was the heir of the Han Family of Yan Jin? No wonder he could take on Master Chen."

"The Han Family of Yan Jin was the top ten most powerful families in Yan Jin. The Qiao Family and the Song Family in Jinlin City simply couldn't compare."

"Tsk, tsk... It's going to be the General Major of Cang Dragon against the Second Lord Han! I have heard of Han Hongkun and his nickname 'Devil Incarnate.' His parents had completely lost grip on him. He had uttered threats directed at a provincial minister and got away with it. Chen Fan is just a General Major, a few ranks below provincial minister. I don't think he could do anything about his insult."

People murmured to each other after they realized who the young man was.

Chen Ning, Chen An, and Chen Xu had thought that they would have owned this year's gathering after bringing Chen Fan with them, but the development had uneased them.

Chen Ning asked anxiously: "Brother, do we need to inform our elders of what's happening here?"

Chen An Furrowed brows thought on the question for a moment and then shook his head. "I don't think it's necessary. Despite Han Hongkun's family background, I doubt he is the one calling the shots in his family. We should be fine as long as Chen Fan spares his life. The Han Family wouldn't do anything even if Chen Fan beat Han Hongkun up. We are lucky that the Han Family didn't send in Han Juntu."

Even as he said that Chen Fan heaved a deep sigh.

"What are you lamenting about?" Han Hongkun asked with a smug expression.

Han Hongkun had been a bully since he was a child and he enjoyed it. It gave pleasure to see people struggling after he had pinned them under his boots. By now, He had grown tired of easy targets, since they no longer offered the same satisfaction, he only picked on those ones who could put up a fight. Bullying was pretty much the only thing Han Hongkun liked to do and was also good at doing it. Most people would swallow down the humiliation, fearing his family's might. Those who spoke out against him were dealt with by his powerful dad and brother.

"I sighed because you didn't know who I am. So you are going to die without even knowing who killed you." Chen Fan shook his head and said: "Let's put it this way, even your father has to speak to me with respect, so think about that."

Chen Fan had just returned from Japan and his incredible achievements were still a hot topic among elites.

The annihilation of the Fourteenth Brigade was Japan's national shame, and they had spared no expense to prevent the news from getting out. Therefore, it was not reasonable to expect the Qiao Family and Song Family to have heard of anything. The news was only circulated in a very small circle among the most powerful men and women in the world.

As the top family in the capital city, the Han Family should be part of that small circle and therefore, the family lord should be aware of Chen Fan's unimaginable power.

The fact that Han Hongkun taunted him so arrogantly meant that he was far removed from the center of power; an outcast among his powerful relatives.

The Han Family leaders might tolerate his debauchery and his habit of inflicting pain to others, they would never let him get even close to the core of the family business. Therefore, the so-called Second Lord Han was much like Chen Xu, who was just a spoiled rich brat.

"Did you say that I am going to die?"

Han Hongkun pulled a long face and was going to flip on Chen Fan.

Chen Fan didn't give him a chance to act up. He slapped his face hard as if he was slapping down a fly.

"Kneel!"

Suddenly, an invisible force bore down on Han Hongkun and pressed him down to his knees.

"You... how dare you!"

Han Hongkun shouted at the top of his lungs.

Chen Fan didn't stop and kept the pressure on Han Hongkun. Under the immense pressure, Han Hongkun slowly lowered his head and bent his back until his face was pressed tightly against the ground. Han Hongkun struggled to break free from the constraining force but to no avail. He hurled curses and insults onto Chen Fan but had no effect at all. It wasn't until even Han Hongkun's chest was also flat against the ground, did Chen Fan let go of the force.

"You will kneel here to reflect on your lack of manners. Tell your parents to come and get you."

Everyone watched the development with fear and shock.

One was the Second Son of the Han Family of Yan Jin, an infamous rich heir; the other was Master Chen of Jiang Bei, General-Major of Cang Dragon. Neither of them was easy to deal with.

However, to everyone's surprise, Chen Fan had outright disregarded Han Hongkun's family background and forced him to kneel before him.

He not only insulted Han Hongkun, but also the entire Han Family. People such as Han Hongkun valued their faces more than anything else. Therefore, forcing Han Hongkun to kneel before him in public was an even worse punishment than killing him.

Although Han Hongkun was not a key member of the family, the Han Family would not let Chen Fan get away with it since the family name was at stake.

Lo and behold, a stately looking man in his early thirties came up to Chen Fan and said: "Master Chen, I believe this is all but a misunderstanding. Young Lord Han didn't really mean what he said, please forgive him and let him go."

Someone recognized the young man as soon as he started speaking.

He was the heir of the Song Family, Song Duanmin. He was a guest of Han Hongkun.

Song Duanmin had been observing the development gloatingly on the sidelines. Seeing the situation was getting out of control, he hurried to ease the tension.

However, before Song Duanmin could finish his words, Chen Fan replied to him with a cold sneer and a wave of the hand.

"Get out of my face."

A powerful face slammed into Song Duanmin, sending him flying a few dozen meters away. Song Duanmin thudded back to the ground after ramming into a few banquet tables. He was knocked unconscious by the blow and passed out.

A pin-drop silence suddenly fell over the room.

No one dared to even breathe heavily.

No one had expected that Chen Fan would be so hotheaded and reckless. He seemed even more incisive and snappy than when he was dealing with the Su Family of Wu Zhou City.

"Such was the decisiveness of Master Chen of Jiang Bei that he wouldn't hesitate a second to use force."

The development had shaken many people to their cores. Meanwhile, girls such as Chen Ning and Zhou Qinya looked to Chen Fan with admiration. Women were always drawn to powerful men, and they had never seen any man more powerful than Chen Fan.

Han Hongkun was still kneeling on the ground. He shouted at the top of his lungs with a contorted face.

"You think you can do whatever you want because you have Li Wuchen behind you? You are nothing! Your rank of General-Major is peanuts compared to the Han Family. How dare you force me to my knees. Just wait and see, we are going to destroy you!"

Chen Fan remained calm and replied.

"Fine, I will wait."

He made his way back to the dining table and started to work on the crab leg again.

Qiao Luoyin and the other guests stood still and were all at a loss as to what to do.

Meanwhile, inside the residence of the Chief Military Officer of the Jinlin Division...

An old man in army uniform was playing go with a decorous young man. The old man cracked a smile and said: "Juntu, have you already forgotten about your Uncle Li? I am going to complain about it to your old man when I see him next time."

The young man replied with a smile. The conversation was interrupted by a phone call, and after answering the phone, the smile suddenly froze on the young man's face.

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Chapter 398: The Public Enemy?

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"What is it?"

The old man furrowed brows. His severe cast of countenance emanated a majestic and overbearing quality whose presence would have shaken any ordinary young man to the core.

"It's nothing. My good-for-nothing brother got himself in trouble again." Han Juntu heaved a sigh and said.

"Ah, he is your younger brother, isn't he? I have heard of him." The old man left it at that and nodded.

He was impressed by Han Juntu, but he didn't like his younger brother at all. On the contrary, the old man loathed bullies such as Han Hongkun who pushed others around using his family's background. However, the old man was not going to intervene since it wasn't up to him to teach Han Hongkun what to do. In the end, he told Han Juntu: "If you run into trouble in Jinlin City, don't be afraid to ask me for help."

"Thank you, Uncle Li."

Han Juntu replied politely.

So far, Han Hongkun was able to get away with all the trouble he had made thanks to the weight of the Han family name. Han Juntu also believed that even if Han Hongkun failed to handle it himself, his involvement should save his younger brother's hide as he always did. Sometimes Han Juntu hoped that his brother would get what he deserved, but he didn't have any other options.

After he had exited the courtyard, he entered into a vehicle with a license plate from Yan Jin.

"Uncle Hu, what's going on?" Han Juntu asked as soon as he entered the vehicle.

"Second Lord was invited by Young Lord Song to a Banquet. It was a gathering of heirs from all major families in Jinlin City. There is a new family who just joined the party this year, and they are called the Chen family. A member of the Chen family had forced Second Lord to his knees and Young Lord Song was knocked unconscious as well."

The middle-aged man in the driver's seat answered calmly.

The middle-aged man had a neat the tidy buzz cut; a sharp light glinted in his eyes as a calm and stately quality emanated from within. His muscular arms were bare and looked powerful enough to snap rebar. Han Juntu had placed a great measure of trust in this middle-aged man and called him Uncle Hu. He used to be the vice-captain of the Sharp Blade Squad of the Dragon's Fang Unit. He retired from his service after being injured, but then he was hired by Old Man Han as Han Juntu's personal bodyguard.

It was evident that the leaders of the Han Family held Han Juntu in high regard.

"A new family in Jinlin City?" Han Juntu tapped the armrest with a finger and cracked a smile. "I wager Hongkun walked right into a trap set up by the Song Family. The Song Family knew Hongkun's hot-headedness and so they have invited him to the gathering to test the strength of their rival."

So smart and shrewd was Han Juntu that he had seen through the Song family's ruse right away.

Realization finally dawned upon the middle-aged man as soon as he heard Han Juntu's analysis.

The Song Family was one of the greatest families in Jinlin City and Song Duanmin was also a cunning businessman. He wouldn't have invited Han Hongkun to such a random event for no reason. Plus, he had pitted him against the newly risen Chen family. Song Family must have viewed the Chen family as their rival, but dared not to challenge the Chen family openly, so they egged Han Hongkun on to fight for them. To the Song Family's surprise, the Chen family turned out to be a tough nut to crack and even the threat of the Han Family was ineffective against them.

"Regardless, he is my brother, so forcing him to kneel down is an outright insult to the Han Family." Han Juntu sneered and then said: "What did the Song Family say about this? If they don't give us a satisfactory answer, I might have to do something about despite the tie between grandpa and Old Man Song."

"The family lord of the Song Family is already on his way to the scene. I don't know what he would do though."

The middle-aged man steadied the steering wheel with both hands as he looked into the distance. A smug smile of resolution appeared on his face.

"Humph!. We might as well drive there and see what kind of schmuck dares to insult the Han family." Han Juntu snorted and then narrowed his eyes.

"Yes, Young Lord. "

The Middle-aged man answered stoically but deep down, he lamented the situation in his mind.

He knew that Han Juntu was really riled up this time. However contemptible Han Hongkun was, he was Han Juntu's younger brother. The Chen family's action of forcing him down to his knees didn't sit well with Han Juntu.

The Middle-aged man pressed on the gas pedal and accelerated the car to a hundred twenty kilometers per hour. All the while, he prayed for the Chen family's lives, hoping the main instigator was already gone by the time they arrived. He knew the ruthless methods of Han Juntu first hand. The young man was capable of acts that could make the action of his bullying brother seemed pale in comparison.

Meanwhile, inside the Red Stone Club, the air was tense and heavy.

Song Duanmin slumped on the ground in half death. Some members of the Song family came closer to their young lord, trying to take him to the hospital, but they thought better of it after they felt Chen Fan's cold glare on their faces.

Han Hongkun was still kneeling on the ground and was still swearing and cursing. After a while, Chen Fan was getting annoyed by the noise he was making, so he slapped him in the face, knocking out a few teeth from his mouth, and silenced the young lord.

The entire ballroom became deadly quiet and people could even hear the sound of Chen Guoguo and Chen Fan munching on their food.

Chen Fan still carried himself with a striking degree of levity after beating up Song Duanmin and forcing Second Lord Han to his knees. Chen Guoguo was a child and was oblivious of what was going on, she was the only person who seemed to be having a good time. The rest of the guests were terrified by the development and worried about what would come next.

"Tsk, tsk... Han Hongkun has his work cut out for him. Master Chen is not a pushover."

Someone remarked gloatingly. However, more people watched on with concerned frowns.

"Master Chen shouldn't have done that. Han Family of Yan Jin is not the same as the Ji Family nor the Su Family. It is the real top dog in the capital city of China. Although it is not as influential as the Wang and the Xiao families, it is not much inferior to them either. Old Man Han had just retired from his position and still wielded tremendous influence. Even beating up Han Hongkun would not have tarnished the dignity of the Han Family as much as making Han Hongkun kneel down did. By doing so, Chen Fan had not only insulted Han Hongkun, but also the entire Han Family."

"I think Master Chen should get over himself. He believes that his rank in the military and the protection of Li Wuchen would shield him from everything. Little did he know that there will always be someone better than him."

The young man with the gold-rimmed glasses said as he shook his head.

"Yan Dong, what is the reaction of the Song Family? Are they going to just let Song Duanmin continue to be knocked out?" A young woman asked.

Even as Yan Dong was about to answer, a wave of commotion drifted in from the entrance. He looked over and his eyes lit up with excitement.

"Family Lord of the Song Family is here."

Lo and behold, a stately looking middle-aged man with a severe expression came into the ballroom with large confident strides. He first saw Han Hongkun who was kneeling down on the ground, then saw the body of Song Duanmin slumped on the ground. A pang of grief suddenly seized him.

He turned around and gave Chen Fan an accusatory look and said: "Chen Fan, this is too much."

"Who are you to question me?"

Chen Fan flung back at the middle-aged man without even sparing him a glance.

"Very well, since you asked me." The middle-aged man was no longer angry as an ugly grin surfaced on his face. He replied venomously: "My name is Song Shunhua, and I am the family lord of the Song Family, owner of the Songs Group. Is that enough?"

Song Family was one of the oldest families in Jinlin City. They owned tens of billions of assets in China. Although Song Shunhua was not in a position of power within the government, he had many other titles such as the Deputy Director of the Commerce Association of Jiang Nan Province, the Chairman of the Jinlin City's Chamber of Commerce, lending him significant clout in the world commerce. The Song Family's overall strength closely followed the Su Family of Wu Zhou City and Zhang Donghai.

However, Chen Fan simply snorted derisively: "That's not enough."

Song Shunhua blushed as anger spilled out from his eyes.

The younger generations of the Song Family were all stunned by the development. They heard that Master Chen was not a pushover and that he was extremely vengeful, but they had never really believed those rumors. However, Chen Fan's cold replies to Song Shunhua proved and validated those rumors. If even Song Shunhua was not enough to speak to him, who would be?

Song Shunhua was a seasoned businessman and was experienced in dealing with crises such as this. He quickly gathered himself and coldly said: "I know you are a powerful fighter who knows how to cast a spell. I also know that you are the head sergeant at Cang Dragon and Li Wuchen is your main benefactor."

"But I need to remind you that we the Song Family are not pushovers either. The Chen family has just risen to power this year, yet you have already riled up the Ji, Tang and the Nin Family. Now you are trying to mess with the Song Family. What are you trying to achieve? Do you really have to set yourself as the enemy of the entire Jiang Nan Province? I doubt the Chen family could handle the combined ire of all great families in Jiang Nan Province."

Song Shunhua's warning turned Chen Ning and Chen An into bundle of nerves.

However powerful Chen Fan was, he would not protect the Chen family if all the great families of Jiang Nan fought back. No family in China could have handled that.

Chen Ning scanned the crowd and noticed a lot of angry faces around her. She suddenly felt scared.

The Chen family might have overreached themselves.

The wind only howls around the tallest trees.

They should have adopted a completely different strategy of hiding their advantages and gathering as much support as possible. However, Chen Fan had acted without much thought. He injured Song Duanmin gravely and the other families would naturally be on the Song family's side particularly after Song Shunhua's incitement.

"Chen Fan, that's enough!" Chen An shook his head with furrowed brows.

"Why should we be afraid? As long as we have the power, we should punish those who look down on us without mercy." Chen Xiao said coldly.

However, most Chen family members shared Chen An's sentiment. Chen Xiao's suggestion might sound satisfying, but it was unrealistic. In the real world, no one could overreach themselves without grave consequences. Even the superpower America had to maintain its web of alliances. The only fool who dared to declare war against the whole world was Empress Dowager Cixi and the Chinese people paid dearly for her lunacy in the end.

"You might not be aware that Li Wuchen used to serve under my father. Which side do you think Li Wuchen would be during a conflict between the Han and the Chen family?" Song Shunhua grinned and then said: "Also, the Han Family's oldest son, Han Juntu is in Jinlin City right now. How do you think he will react after he hears that you have forced his young brother to his knees?"

Everyone in the room was stunned by Song Shunhua's words.

Han Juntu was in Jinlin City?

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Chapter 399: May Be in Another Thirty Years

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The news had stirred the crowd.

As the leader of the younger generation of the Han Family, Han Juntu's name was well known among the elite circle of Jinlin City. Even many older generation elites praised Han Juntu for his extraordinary talent and ability.

Unlike his younger brother, Han Juntu was born to be a leader.

He grew up in a compound style house with many other families and even when he was a child, Han Juntu had displayed exceptional leadership skills among his childhood playmates. Once he grew older, he took over the family business and ran it with ease. Han Juntu was a social butterfly and had the super-star-like swagger which gave him the ability to play his audience with ease. He quickly became the de facto leader among the younger generation elites, including those whose family power was on par with Han Family. Although he had never served in the military and neither did he worked in the government, most people saw him as the next leader of the Han Family of Yan Jin. Even Li Wuchen was impressed by the young man and watched his growth carefully.

If Han Juntu showed up in the ballroom, that mean the Han Family had fully committed to their cause. It would also mean the further escalation of the situation. It would no longer be a squabble between two heirs, it would be a showdown between two mighty family clans.

It was obvious that the Han Family of Yan Jin had a decisive advantage over the Chen family.

"Tsk tsk... the Chen family is in deep trouble."

"I have heard many things about Han Juntu, none of them bode well for Chen Fan. I have heard that a girl who was betrothed to him wanted to back out of the engagement. To punish the girl and her family, Han Juntu had led a group of thugs and kicked the family out of Yan Jin."

"If Han Juntu is here, we are in for a good show."

Some people gloated over Chen Fan's impending trouble, some watched on with furrowed brows, and some were simply there to find out what will happen next.

However, deep down in most onlookers' hearts, they were on the side of the Song Family and the Han Family. The Chen family's sudden rise to power had made it an obvious target. The hunter will shoot the bird that sticks out, and the winds howled around the highest peaks.

Any newly risen power would invite hostility and resentment from the establishment.

There were often only two options for the new power: either join them or become stronger and subjugate them by force.

Those were the two choices the Chen family had to face.

Despite Song Shunhua's sneering remark, Chen Fan simply replied: "Do you think those family clans are my worthy opponent?"

Even without the memory of the invincible North Mystic Celestial Lord, Chen Fan in this lifetime had already killed many Grandmasters and brought many powerful families to heel. Just recently, he had proven his power by defeating an entire brigade of the Japan Self-Defense Forces and killed the leader of the Mitsui Group, Mitsui Kazuo.

The few families in Zhong Hai and Jinlin City would pale in comparison with the might of Mitsui Kazuo and the Japanese government. Even the family lord of the Han Family would not deserve more than one glance from Chen Fan.

At Chen Fan's level, only those super-power nations on this planet could have deterred him, and no one else could.

He was a living legend, the most powerful man in the Dark World.

However, no one in the ballroom knew of Chen Fan's achievements. The crowd sizzled with anger and indignation after they heard Chen Fan's outrageous remark. Chen Fan's words didn't only target the Song Family, but also members of all other families, many of them were in the ballroom.

Song Shunhua's face contorted with anger.

"Very well, Master Chen. Let's just wait for Young Lord Han to arrive. I want to know who will be the last one laughing."

Even as he said that his cell phone rang. Song Shunhua answered the phone and then a smile broke over his face.

"Young Lord Han has arrived."

Han Juntu has arrived?

The news brought hopes and broad smiles to the faces of the guests in the ballroom, many of them were from the Song Family, Ren Family, and the Hua Family. Song Shunhua led the way to the entrance, trailing a large group of men and women who wanted to see the legendary heir of the Han Family of Yan Jin.

Suddenly, the entire ballroom was empty, leaving only the Chen family members such as Chen Ning and Chen An as well a few other close allies of the Chen family. However, the morale of the group was low and everyone pulled a long face, blaming Chen Fan for his reckless actions.

Qiao Luoyin had remained with them, and she also looked troubled.

"Chen Fan, you are too reckless." Chen An heaved a sigh and preached Chen Fan. "Song Duanmin is just a clown, he is not worth it for us to wage a war with the Song Family. Worse, You have forced Han Hongkun to his knees and made us an enemy of the mighty Han Family of Yan Jin. I don't think we will stand a chance."

"You have also fallen right into the rhetorical trap of Song Shunhua and made yourself a public enemy. However capable you are, you can't shield the Chen family from the combined ire of all families in Jinlin City."

Chen An said heavily. He sounded like an elder brother trying to talk some sense into a reckless younger brother.

The rest of the Chen family members nodded in agreement.

Although Chen Fan had brought his family members fame and wealth, that didn't amount to them being blind to Chen Fan's obvious faults. Chen An confronted Chen Fan directly because he cared for him as a brother and hoped Chen Fan would improve.

Qiao Luoyin also furrowed her brows and said: "Mr. Chen, Han Juntu is a very resourceful young man. I have heard many retired big wigs praise him as if he was a genius. The Old Man at the Wang Family and the Xiao family were also very impressed by his talent. You know who those two old men are, right? They are more powerful than the leaders of our nation. Do you think you should—"

Qiao Luoyin left the rest of her sentence unspoken. However, everyone knew what she was going to say.

Han Juntu was nothing like his younger brother Han Hongkun. He was the real heir of the family and even now, his words carried much further than those of his uncles. Pitting Chen Fan against the elite heir of Yan Jin in her mind's eye, Qiao Luoyin couldn't see how Chen Fan was going to win.

The development has restored Han Hongkun's confidence. He shouted as blood was dripping out from his mouth: "Hey asshole, my bro is here, you are dead meat, man!"

Under everyone's concerned eyes, Chen Fan was not at all worried about the gathering storm. He scooped out a spoonful of soup and fed it to Chen Guoguo. He then said unhurriedly: "He is just a youngster from Yan Jin, no big deal. I might be interested in talking to his Grandfather, but not him. He needs another thirty years."

Chen Fan's words stunned everyone.

Chen An shook his head as a hint of contempt flashed in his eyes. He reckoned that his cousin's smooth sailing life was about to end today.

Meanwhile, Chen Ning rounded her eyes and anxiously wanted to install some senses into Chen Fan's thick skull.

Qiao Luoyin knotted her brows and was unimpressed by Chen Fan's pomposity.

Old man Han was a mighty figure in China. He was on the same level as the family lord of the Samsung group in Korea or the leader of the Mitsui Family. He wielded enough authority and prestige to quell any man who dared to oppose him. A General Major at the Cang Dragon unit simply couldn't compare. In addition, Qiao Luoyin knew that even a Grandmaster could pose very little threat to someone as powerful as Old Man Han. After all, the old man still has the prerogative to command the Chinese army to easily quash any Grandmaster including the most powerful Grandmaster in China.

Qiao Luoyin wanted to say something, but she thought better of it.

She and Chen Fan were merely acquaintances, so she doubted that Chen Fan would listen to her. However, a pang of disappointment rose inside of Qiao Luoyin.

"I think Tang Yifei has exaggerated Chen Beixuan's talents."

"The real talented and capable warriors know the importance of being flexible and act according to the situation."

With that thought in mind, Qiao Luoyin shook her head disappointedly.

Suddenly, a wave of commotion drifted in from the entrance. Han Juntu had walked into the ballroom.

"Pda, pda..."

A young man with a refined appearance walked into the room while surrounded by a throng of admirers. Right beside him was a middle-aged man with a snappy buzz cut and a pair of glinting eyes. The middle-aged man's hands were enormous: a sign that he was a martial artist.

The refined young man paused for a second silently, while the rest of the crowd stood with him.

Everyone attended to the young man with their unctuous gazes, even Song Shunhua's entrance didn't get as much attention as the young man did.

The young man slowly made his way toward the center of the ballroom. He saw Song Duanmin collapsed on the ground and his miserable brother Han Hongkun kneeling. Chen Fan was impressed to find out that there was no sense of pity in Han Hongkun's eyes.

Only those who have relented their personal feelings could achieve the greatest deeds.

Han Juntu's demeanor was much more grandiose and commanding that of Song Shunhua, while he was at least twenty years younger than the latter.

"My name is Han Juntu, may I know who I am speaking with?"

Han Juntu noticed Chen Fan right away. He was the only person who was unfazed by his presence, a stark contrast to the people around him.

"Interesting. I had never thought that a small family in Jinlin City could sire an heir with so much character. He was either extremely powerful or extremely arrogant."

Han Juntu thought to himself.

Most of the time, Han Juntu had to deal with the latter.

Meanwhile, Song Shunhua cracked a gloating smirk and announced:

"This is the famous Master Chen from the Chen family. You might not be aware that he had wreaked havoc in Jiang Nan province and wracked many great families. I think he is getting carried away by his successes and thought he could mess with the Han Family now."

Han Juntu simply nodded but didn't fall for Song Shunhua's trap.

The Sheng family, Tang Family and the Nin Family, all destroyed by Chen Fan were nothing in the eyes of Han Juntu. As the heir of the Han Family of Yan Jin, he only rubbed shoulders with the real top dogs in China. They were either the sons and daughters of the nation's leader or that of the chief provincial ministers. Of all those destroyed families, he had only heard of the Ji Family.

However, what Song Shunhua said next had shattered the calm cast of countenance on Han Juntu's face.

"Ah right, Juntu, he has another name, Chen Beixuan. He is the General Major of the Cang Dragon Unit. I think he had overestimated the weight of his titles, thinking he could challenge the Han Family." Song Shunhua guffawed as he shot a gloating glare at Chen Fan.

Han Juntu's face suddenly paled as if he had heard something terrifying. He hurried to ask: "You are Chen Beixuan?"

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Chapter 400: Pin The World Under His Boots

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Han Juntu's strange reaction had taken everyone by surprise. Why would he be so terrified by the name of Chen Beixuan? Was there a special meaning hidden in the words? Everyone knew who Chen Fan was and what he did, what other secrets could he have hidden?

He was the Master Chen of Jiang Bei, Head Sergeant of the Cang Dragon and that's it. What could have made the Han Family of Yan Jin to be scared of him?

Qiao Luoyin was the only one who thought otherwise.

She wagered that Han Juntu was deterred by Chen Fan's title in the dark word: the number one Grandmaster in China.

However, she couldn't even convince herself the idea that the Han Family would be afraid of a Grandmaster, however powerful he was. The Old Man Han still had a say in the military and it wouldn't be too difficult for him to mobilize the army to deal with Chen Fan.

As the shocking development carried on, everyone was stupefied by what they saw.

They watched as Han Juntu hurried to Chen Fan and bowed with cupped fists. "I had no idea that it was you, Mr. Chen. Please forgive my manners."

Fear and reverence were written all over his face as he apologized to Chen Fan for nothing.

However unflappable Han Juntu was, he couldn't hold back the raw roiling emotions of shock and fear inside of him. No one else knew what's on his mind, not even his younger brother.

The Han Family was deep-rooted in the Chinese military, they were notified by the military about Chen Fan's actions in Japan. When Han Juntu heard of Chen Fan's heroic achievements, he simply couldn't believe his ears. Who could destroy an entire modern army with state of the art air support? Even a few days after the briefing, Han Juntu still couldn't shake off the fear toward Chen Fan.

"Who would have thought that Chen Beixuan was a member of the newly risen Chen family? Grandpa had told me to tread carefully while I'm in Jinlin City, and he was right. The True Dragon is here!"

Han Juntu exclaimed in his mind, as the expression on his face became even more fearful.

He knew of Chen Fan's name but had no idea that he was from the Chen family in Jinlin. He lived in the capital city of China, close to the center of real power, the name of a minor family miles away from Yan Jin would never fall into his ears.

The sudden turn of events had pulled the rug from under people. Song Shunhua froze in action, finger still pointing at Chen Fan. He asked as his left upper eyelid twitched: "Juntu... what... what is going on?"

Han Juntu didn't even spare him a glance, much less reply to him. He continued to focus his fearful eyes on Chen Fan.

Finally, Chen Fan looked up and looked at Han Juntu. He said lightly: "Do you know me?"

The onlookers might find Chen Fan's question amusing without seeing Han Juntu's 180-turn of attitude.

It could have been a stupid question. Everyone in Jinlin City knew of Chen Fan and knew that he had destroyed many powerful families. However, they also knew that Chen Fan could not pin everyone in Jinlin City under his thumbs.

But now it seemed they were wrong.

If Chen Fan was just a Head Sergeant at the Cang Dragon unit, Han Juntu would not be so afraid of him. The Han Family of Yan Jin was loaded with generals and captains in the military. Being the Head Sergeant in the Cang Dragon might be a big deal in Jinlin City, it was a frivolous position compared to the real political heavyweights that resided in Yan Jin.

"Does he have any secrets that we don't know yet?"

Everyone thought fearfully in their minds.

Qiao Luoyin, Chen Ning and Zhou Qinya looked at Chen Fan with shock and disbelief.

"What kind of secret could have made Han Juntu treat him with so much respect? Han Juntu might not even bow so deeply while meeting with other powerful family lords in Yan Jin."

Everyone was dumbfounded and confused. Song Shunhua was suddenly at a loss.

Why did Han Juntu greet Chen Fan as if greeting a superior?

Han Juntu didn't pay much attention to the curious and stunned gazes around him. He answered Chen Fan's question in an admiring voice: "Mr. Chen, you have shaken entire East Asia, so of course I have heard of your name. Your name also instilled fear into the hearts of the Japanese. I have heard of your heroic deeds and just the thought of your admirable acts inspire me to follow your footsteps and fight alongside you."

Everyone heard Han Juntu's words loud and clear, but none had any clue what he really meant.

"Chen Fan is very famous, we get it. But is he really that famous to be heard over the entire East Asia? What does he mean when he said that his name will instill fear into the hearts of the Japanese?"

Many people felt that Han Juntu was reciting lines from an anti-Japanese nationalist film.

Qiao Luoyin was also confused by the development. She examined Chen Fan carefully, but all she saw was an ordinary-looking young man.

What did he do to shake the entire East Asia, to instill fear into the hearts of the Japanese, to make Han Juntu respect him so much?

"But I don't think your younger brother gets it as much as you do."

Chen Fan curled his lips into a knowing smile and then pointed a finger at Han Hongkun who was still kneeling on the ground.

Han Hongkun face was still bleeding and he shouted, spitting blood out from his mouth.

"Brother, brother, you have to avenge me! Kill this asshole! Crush his family and make him suffer!"

Before Han Hongkun had finished venting, Han Juntu's face turned pale.

The refined looking young man was suddenly seized by a fit of anger. He took a large step forward to Han Hongkun and kicked him in the side, sending Han Hongkun reeling. He shouted at the top of his lungs: "Watch your mouth, you fool! Shut up already!"

Han Hongkun slumped on the ground in disbelief. He had no idea why his elder brother would kick him.

His shock and confusion were shared by everyone in the room.

Did Han Juntu hit Han Hongkun? That had never happened before. What had happened to them?

Qiao Luoyin and a few other more observant guests quickly registered something was amiss. Han Juntu's outburst came so sudden that it was evident that he was actually trying to save his younger brother's life by making him stop his folly.

Despite the telltale signs, many people couldn't believe that Chen Fan would kill a young lord from the Han Family of Yan Jin in broad daylight.

This was ridiculous!

Qiao Luoyin and the others exclaimed in their minds.

Han Juntu hurried to face Chen Fan and bowed deeply, face taut with stress.

"Mr. Chen, my brother lacked manners because he is spoiled by my parents. We don't tell him everything so he is not aware of who you are. The fault is entirely mine and my family's. The Han Family surely will redeem our mistakes and make it up to you."

People couldn't believe their ears. An heir of the Han Family of Yan Jin had apologized to Chen Fan with such sincerity.

The Han Family was capable of making a poor man rich or make a footsoldier a general. Many people dreamed of having the Han family offering them a helping hand.

However, Chen Fan snorted and said: "I, Chen Beixuan have traveled the world all by myself and never once did I ask anyone for anything. If I want to have anything, I will just take it. Plus, what can you offer me anyways?"

He snorted and said quietly. However, Chen Fan's soft-spoken words sounded like a booming thunder and forced Han Juntu to bow even deeper.

"You must know the price of offending me, don't you?" Chen Fan said in an even tone.

"Yes."

Han Juntu swallowed down the sorrow in his mouth and replied.

Although Han Juntu was not familiar with Chen Fan's personality, he judged based on his actions in Japan and concluded that Chen Fan would never let those who offended him off the hook. The punishment would be severe, if not fatal.

Lord Susano and Violet had both tested Chen Fan's tolerance and Chen Fan reciprocated by destroying the Susano Shrine and killing everyone in the Fuji Ninja Clan. When the four demon gods ganged up on him, Chen Fan had killed all four of them. When the Japan Self-Defense Forces tried to do away with Chen Fan, he had annihilated the army, struck down their expensive war machines and killed the main instigator, Mitsui Kazuo deep inside his base.

Han Juntu would never even dream of pissing off such a terrifying man. He cursed at his younger brother under his breath and hoped that his mother had never given birth to this idiot.

The thought of his mother made Han Juntu heave a sigh. He looked up and said: "Mr. Chen, it's all my younger brother's fault. I hope that you will hear my penance and let me and my family make it up to you."

"Nothing can make it up to me other than killing Han Hongkun. Are you going to stop me?"

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes and gave him a half-smile.

"What?"

Han Juntu's body froze as he felt his body temperature suddenly dropped.

He wanted to say yes, but the word stuck in his throat and couldn't form in his mouth.

Based on Han Juntu's judgment of Chen Fan's character, he doubted that Chen Fan would show mercy should the Han Family decide to stop him from killing Han Hongkun. The government desperately needed Chen Fan to be on its side and therefore, they would turn a blind eye to Chen Fan's actions. In between a family clan and a man that was as powerful as either military division, the leaders of the nation would choose the latter in a heartbeat.

By now, most people have registered Han Juntu's hesitation and what lay behind that hesitation had unnerved them.

"Is Chen Fan really going to kill Han Hongkun?"

"It seemed that the Han Family doesn't even have the courage to stop him."

People grew silent and gloomy as reality set in. They all gave Chen Fan shocked glares.

"Who exactly is he?"

Even members of the Chen Family felt that they had never really known Chen Fan, much less the members of the other families such as Song Shunhua and Qiao Luoyin. They examined Chen Fan carefully from head to toe as if they have only started to see him clearly now.

"Never mind, my little cousin is here, I don't want to spill any blood."

Chen Fan finally rose to his feet and walked toward the exit while holding Chen Guoguo's hand, leaving a distraught Han Juntu standing there by himself.

Han Juntu heaved a sigh of relief for the near escape with death. His forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Suddenly, Chen Fan's voice drifted into his ear.

"I don't want to see Han Hongkun ever again."

"Yes."

Han Juntu was first startled by the sound and then he nodded vigorously. He made up his mind to ground Han Hongkun for the rest of his life. Grounding badly behaved members was a common practice among great families, such as the Lee Family of the Samsung Group. It was the worst kind of punishment for a spoiled brats such as Han Hongkun, but Han Juntu was confident that the elders of the family would agree with his decision. After all, he nearly dragged the entire family into his foolish feud with the most powerful enemy the family had ever seen.

"I don't want to see the Song Family ever again either."

Chen Fan said casually as he walked out.

"Understood." Han Juntu nodded without any hesitation, despite Song Shunhua's disbelieving gaze that was fixed on his face. He would throw the Song family off the bus in a heartbeat if the safety of the Han Family was at stake. If Chen Fan wanted to get rid of the entire Song Family, he would gladly do it for him.

It wasn't until Chen Fan was through the threshold, did he heard Chen Fan's last words.

"And the Han Family owes me a favor for this."

"Yes, indeed, indeed." Han Juntu nodded.

Han Juntu didn't straighten his back until Chen Fan was gone and only to find out that his back was drenched in sweat. A deadly silence fell over the room as everyone looked at him in horror. The faces of the Song Family members were as pale as paper.

Qiao Luoyin's mind was suddenly distracted by a shocking thought.

Did Chen Fan really defeat the combined might of all great families in Jinlin City?

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Chapter 401: You Are No Match Against Him

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Chen Ning had a recurring dream.

In the dream, the Chen family had claimed the seat of power in Jinlin City and commanded all the rest of the elite families such as the Song Family, Hua Family, and the Ren Family. Even their family lords had to bow to the might of the Chen family. The Chen family members were so proud of their family heritage in her dream that they would call out to everyone in the street to announce that they were one of the Chen family.

Chen Ning always thought it was a silly dream, but now she felt that the dream was becoming true.

The person who was making her dream come true was the cousin that she never liked.

"That's so stupid."

Chen Ning thought to herself.

Suddenly, she heard someone shout: "Brother, why did you kick me? You should go after that asshole! We are the greatest family in Yan Jin, why are we afraid of a country hillbilly from Jiang Bei?"

The person shouting at the top of his lungs was Han Hongkun.

Second Lord Han was still oblivious of the knee-deep trouble he was in. Despite the blood and bruises on his face, he yelled indignantly at his brother.

No one spoke a word as they looked at Han Juntu expectantly. They asked the same question in their minds.

"Yes, why?"

The Han Family of Yan Jin was one of the most powerful families in China. Being so close to the center of the power, they were at the very top of the totem pole. Only the Wang Family and Xiao Family could have brought them to heel. However, Han Juntu talked to Chen Fan as if a criminal would to a police officer, devoid of any confidence or his usual charm. The Song Family members racked their brains to find a reason that would explain Han Juntu's strange actions, but they found none.

"Master Chen of Jiang Bei?"

That must be a disguise then since the Han Family could have pinned any tycoon in Jiang Bei under their thumb with ease.

"General Major at the Cang Dragon?"

Han Family had produced countless generals, among its family members, the rank of General-Major was barely anything worthy of mentioning.

"The praise of the military chief?"

That wouldn't mean anything to the Han family either. Old man Han commanded so much authority that he could challenge the military chief directly, he wouldn't care less about the chief's comment. Even Han Juntu had often brushed shoulders with many military chiefs.

Song Shunhua couldn't figure it out, so he turned to Han Juntu, hoping he would offer an answer.

Qiao Luoyin suddenly realized something was amiss.

"Could the key in solving the mystery lie in Chen Fan's top position on the Heaven roll? I knew most great families were afraid of Grandmasters, but would Han Family fear them too? I don't think so. Even if the Grandmaster was powerful enough to handle an army, they would still capitulate to the deadly force of modern weapons. Chen Fan is a Martial Artist, not superman."

The thought of Chen Fan in a superhero suit amused her. She allowed the image to stay in her mind for a second and then quickly shook it off.

Han Juntu sneered at his brother and said: "If I didn't stop you, you would already be dead. You are lucky that you are still alive."

Han Juntu's words seemed to sweep across the room like an icy wind. At first, people thought he was joking, but his dead-serious face and the glinting eyes suggested that he was not.

"I am a member of the Han Family, he... he wouldn't kill me, would he?"

Han Hongkun also registered that his brother didn't seem to be joking, so his voice started to waver as disbelief flickered in his eye in fits and starts.

"Haha, why not?" Han Juntu cracked up after hearing his younger brother's question. He let out a peal of laughter and then asked: "Do you really know who he is?"

Everyone was confused by his reaction.

Han Hongkun pulled a taut face and answered: "Isn't he the Head sergeant of the Cang Dragon? Isn't he Chen Fan?"

People around him perked up their ears and came closer to listen. Their biggest confusion right now was the identity of Chen Fan. What would make Young Lord Han treat Chen Fan with such respect and obedience? Han Juntu would not even act like that if he were to talk to Li Wuchen.

"Indeed. Juntu, please shed some light on this. Isn't he Chen Fan, a member of the Chen family?" Song Shunhua put in.

"Chen Fan? Hahaha!"

Han Juntu cracked up again. When he finally gathered himself, he fixed his gaze on Han Hongkun and castigated him: "You have no clue who you are messing with. You nearly brought doom to our entire family, did you know that?"

"He is Chen Beixuan, the living legend!" Han Juntu announced.

Chen Beixuan?

Everyone was dumbfounded by the revelation.

It was not the first time they heard the name but they had always thought that it was just Chen Fan's alias or nickname, so they didn't think too much about it. However, the serious and heavy tone of Han Juntu's voice seemed to suggest that the name carried much more weight than anyone had expected.

The name piqued Qiao Luoyin's attention.

Was I right? Did Han Juntu treat Chen Fan like that because he was a Grandmaster? But why would the Han Family be afraid of a Grandmaster?

"Guess what will happen to him if he killed both of us?" Han Juntu asked his brother.

Even as Han Hongkun was going to answer the question without a second thought, he noticed an expression on Han Juntu's face that read "Think again."

He was taken aback by Han Juntu's reaction and then asked incredulously: "Nothing will happen to him?"

"Of course nothing will happen to him." Han Juntu sneered.

"That's impossible! I know that I am an insignificant trouble maker, but you... you are the heir of our family, the future of our family. The elders wouldn't let your death go unavenged." Han Hongkun shook his head in disbelief.

"That is because we are no match against him. Avenging me means the end of our family. If you are the family lord, what would you do?"

Han Juntu explained. He looked exhausted and helpless.

He knew that Chen Fan could quash the Han Family so he couldn't form the words in his mouth while Chen Fan asked him if the Han Family would intervene. Han Juntu was certain that even if Chen Fan did end up killing Han Hongkun, they would do nothing but watch it happen.

The prominent families had too much to lose, and sometimes they had to sacrifice one or two of their own to ensure the safety of the entire clan.

"I am still confused, brother. Why are we afraid of him?" Han Hongkun asked indignantly.

"There are things that it's better for you to not know." Han Juntu shook his head. Chen Fan's victory over the Japanese military was top-secret. Only the core members of powerful families and Overlords in the Dark World had heard bits and pieces of it. If the news got out to the public, it would have grave and long-lasting consequences.

Modern human's perception of the world was built upon their understanding of science.

If the public learned that a single person was able to defeat an entire army, they would start to question their reality, threatening the foundation of order and stability in society.

However, when Han Juntu saw his little brother's indignant face, he heaved a sigh and gave in. He spoke under his breath: "A few days ago, he had killed the leader of the Mitsui Group, Mitsui Kazuo."

His quiet words sounded as loud as thunder in the room.

Everyone was stunned by this revelation.

The guests in the ballroom had been confused by the Han brother's conversation. Han Juntu had made it clear that Chen Fan was too powerful for the Han Family, but didn't explain why.

After hearing Han Juntu's revelation, the listeners finally understood why.

Who was Mitsui Kazuo, one might ask?

He was the leader of one of the six greatest Zaibatsu in Japan, the family lord and spiritual leader of the Mitsui clan. In the 80s, he was the richest man in Japan and the top ten richest men on the Forbes Rich List. He was featured in the TIMES magazine four times and a former US state secretary said that Mitsui Kazuo was one of the most influential men of our time.

Meanwhile, he was a role model of many successful businessmen, such as the family lord of the Lee Family of the Samsung Group, and the richest men in China. Mitsui Kazuo was the maker of modern Japan, and his life was the success story of the Japanese post-war economy.

Yet, such a mighty influencer was killed by Chen Fan?

How was that possible?

People's first reaction was disbelief, and then a question arose in their minds: "If he killed Mitsui Kazuo, how come he could get away with it? Why isn't he serving a jail sentence in Japan?"

Han Juntu seemed to have registered the doubt and question in Han Hongkun, so he patted his brother's shoulder and said: "There are things that you are not supposed to know. All I can say is that the Japanese Government wants to bring him to justice, but they are unable to."

Han Hongkun was shaken to the core by the answer. His body froze in disbelief.

Han Juntu turned around and shot the family lord of the Song Family a cold glance.

Song Shunhua heaped smile on his face and said in a placating tone: "Young Lord Han, please. Our families go way back. My father and your grandfather worked—"

"Shut up." Han Juntu waved a dismissal. "Mr. Chen has shown mercy to the Han Family and spared Han Hongkun's life. We need to honor and reciprocate his goodwill. From this day on, I don't want to see any members of the Song Family in Jinlin City. Move your entire family out of Jinlin City, otherwise, I will move it for you."

Han Juntu let out a mocking smirk and said: "Of course you can plead to my grandfather, maybe he will forgive you and your family."

So saying, Han Juntu patted on Song Shunhua's shoulder heavily. "Uncle Song, please forgive me for my coldheartedness. Song Duanmin shouldn't have thought to lure my brother here to mess with Chen Beixuan. He is not someone you want to mess with. Even the Han family can't handle him, much less you."

Song Shunhua grew quiet as his face turned pale; his legs shook uncontrollably.

Han Juntu shook his head and ordered Uncle Hu to help Han Hongkun to his feet while he walked out of the room.

The guests backed away to make way for the Young Lord Han to pass. Exhaustion and despondency were written all over his face, forming a stark contrast to his confident and resolute demeanor when he walked in. Meanwhile, the Chen family members held their chins high as pride lit up their faces.

Many people came to the same conclusion: "Chen family is going to dominate the Jinlin City. "

Qiao Luoyin swilled out the remaining wine in her cup as she lamented: "Yifei was right. This ordinary young man was a godly existence. I was wrong about him. Not even the Han Family of Yan Jin or Mitsui Kazuo is his equal, much less these local tycoons in Jinlin City."

Meanwhile, Zhou Qinya's heart was filled with regret.

If she acted soon enough, she would be the woman of a man with so many glorious titles. Fame, wealth, respect, she could have them all. But it was too late now, the ship had sailed with Fang Qiong aboard instead of her.

With that thought in mind, Zhou Qinya was seized by a pang of remorse.

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Chapter 402: Chen Family's Questions

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

What happened in the Red Stone Club had quickly spread across the entire province.

The matter related to one of the most powerful families in China, the Han Family as well as the new rising star, the Chen family. Everyone had expected the Chen's family to be crushed by the mighty Han Family since the leader of the Han Family's third generation, Han Juntu had arrived personally to the scene. That should be too much for the newly risen Chen family to handle.

However, everyone was surprised by the outcome.

Han Hongkun was forced to his knees while Han Juntu personally apologized to Chen's family. The Song Family got the worst of it and was driven out of the city. The shocking news had stunned everyone in the province.

Song Family had deep roots in the Jinlin City and had been a force to be reckoned with for decades. Even though the Qiao Family were unable to pin the Song Family under its thumb because of the Song Family's connection with the mighty Han Family. However, Chen Fan had kicked the Song Family out of the city without even lifting a finger.

In the end, the Song Family eventually moved out of the city as they were told. Based on the insider's information, Old Man Song was on the phone with Lord Han for over an hour. Afterward, he walked out of his study almost in a kind of relief. He shook his head and lamented: "What a close call! "

The relocation of the Song Family had stunned everyone in the Province.

The event also cast the Chen Family under a much more respectful light. People's understanding of Chen Fan's power also changed.

They had known Chen Fan as the Master Chen of Jiang Bei, the Head Sergeant of Cang Dragon. However, they have never expected him to be able to dominate the entire Jinlin City. A family needs to go through trials and tribulations before they would earn their seats among the elite families. That was the case for the Qiao Family, Song Family, Hua Family, and the Ren Family and so it should be for the Chen family.

However, people's expectations were far from reality. Chen Fan had forced the Han Family to bow to him and drove the Song Family out of Jinlin City.

Chen Fan's capability had far exceeded everyone's imagination. Old Man Song called the incident a close call, what did he mean by that? Was it a close call for the Han Family as well?

Who was Chen Fan? What was he really capable of?

Why could he bring so many great families to their knees?

The tycoons of Jinlin City racked their minds to find an answer but failed. Their vision was limited to their small sphere of influence. On the other hand, The Han Family was a national power and therefore was much better connected to the world than these local families. While the Han Family learned about Chen Fan's incredible deeds in Japan, the local tycoons' understanding of Chen Fan remained unchanged. They would never have thought that Chen Fan could defeat an entire army and that his name was feared even by the Japanese Prime Minister.

However, the event at the Red Stone was a wake-up call to the local powers.

"No one is going to stop the rise of the Chen family now."

Many people lamented in their minds as they becoming increasingly fixated on the seemingly ordinary young man.

He was the one who had pulled the rug from under them and his name was Chen Fan.

The shocking sentiment of the tycoons was shared among the Chen family members. Chen Ning and Chen Xu rushed back and told their family members of what had happened at Red Stone in vivid detail. The next morning, when the Chen family members realized that the Song Family had moved out of Jinlin City, they were all shocked.

In the evening, the Chen family held a family banquet.

The old man Chen Huaian sat at the head of the table and he was flanked by his first and second sons as well as Wang Xiaoyun. The younger generations sat around separate tables. Even Chen Fan's father, Chen Gexin had made it home for the banquet.

The Chen family residence rarely saw so many family members in the same room, but there was a silent suspense in the air. Even Chen Guoguo registered the strange mood, so she looked toward Chen Fan and batted her lashes.

She felt like a princess yesterday, and she almost let out an "aww" when she heard Chen Fan said that he spared Han Hongkun because of his little cousin.

"He is the best! If Grandpa ever raises his voice to him, I will speak up for him."

The little girl made up her mind.

She was only ten so she couldn't comprehend the complexity of emotions hanging in the air: pride, joy, inquisitiveness and everything in between except for anger. Chen Fan had somehow made the Chen family the most powerful clan in Jinlin City.

After they have finished eating, Grandpa put down his chopsticks on the porcelain rest.

"clink, clink, clink."

Everyone followed suit as they looked to Chen Huaian expectantly. Chen Huaian pointed to his oldest son, Chen Fan's parents and An Ya and with a slight hesitation, to Chen Ning and then he said: "Follow me to my study, the rest can go home now."

Then he turned to Chen Fan with a cordial smile. "Xiao Fan, you come with us as well."

Chen Fan nodded and then patted the head of a disappointed Chen Guoguo. He promised to take her out again, and at that promise, Chen Guoguo finally smiled.

Those who were chosen filed into the Grandpa's study in silence.

The rest of the family members went away in disappointment. Chen An was disheartened by his Grandpa's decision of not choosing him. He knew it was because of the bad terms between him and Chen Fan but he was more upset by what it meant: Chen Fan's branch had replaced Chen An and his parents as the dominant force in the family.

Chen Fan's Second Auntie and Third Uncle had also registered the old man's tilt toward Chen Fan's family. They both gave Chen Fan an envious stare.

After everyone was in the study, the old man gestured them to grab a seat and ordered Chen Ning to make tea. Then he turned to Chen Fan and asked with all the seriousness he could muster.

"Xiao Fan, can you tell us what happened last night?"

The question piqued everyone's attention and they looked to Chen Fan with fear and expectation.

What they heard about last night was so shocking that even Wang Xiaoyun found it hard to believe.

She was from the mighty Wang Family, the most powerful family in China. Even the Han Family dare not to challenge them openly. Chen Fan's grandfather on his mother's side was called Wang Zhongguo. He was equally as influential as OId Man Han.

Wang Xiaoyun had heard of Han Juntu before and knew that he was the most outstanding member of the Han Family's third generation. Even Chen Fan's cousin, her nephew, Wang Chen would pale in comparison with Han Juntu. Chen Ning's description of such a powerful heir shriveling up before Chen Fan had astonished everyone who had been listening.

"Just so, Xiao Fan. You have changed so much this year that I don't even know If you are still my son."

Wang Xiaoyun shook her head and let out a wry smile.

"At first you said you are a Grandmaster in martial arts, I was shocked but was able to come to terms with it. Then you turned out to be the Head sergeant of Cang Dragon and was praised by Li Wuchen. It took me longer to internalize that, but I eventually did it. However, I still couldn't make sense of what you did at the Su Family. You have a lot of questions to answer."

Those questions had been building up and festering inside of Wang Xiaoyun for a long time.

She could accept her son being a Grandmaster and the Head Sergeant of the Cang Dragon, but not what he had done later this year.

During the fight against the Sheng family, Chen Fan had the full support of the Chen family so Wang Xiaoyun eventually comes to terms with Chen Fan's victory. However, when Chen Fan was at Wu Zhou, he had single-handedly defeated the Ji Family of Zhong Hai, Nin Family, Tang Family and the Su Family of Wu Zhou City. Even Boss Lou was pinned under his thumb.

Anyone of those families was more powerful than the Chen family, particularly the Ji Family who had the backing of a provincial minister.

That achievement already seemed wild and implausible to the Chen family. However, they eventually rationalized the impossible feat by the suspicion that the Chinese Military might have helped Chen Fan.

However, even those far-stretched rationals fell short to explain what happened yesterday.

Chen Fan forced Han Hongkun to his knees and cast the Song Family out of the city. Rumor had it that he had even killed Mitsui Kazuo.

It was so outrageous that not even the usually unflappable Chen Huaian could have a good night's sleep without getting to the bottom of it. He must know what had happened from the mouth of his grandson.

Without a clear answer, he was going to have a heart attack at any time.

Even Chen Ning gave Chen Fan a long glance as she made teas for everyone.

She couldn't believe that the little dip shit she used to loath could have turned out to be such a formidable force. She knew there was no chance that she could ever catch up with him.

"One should never judge a book by its cover."

The old saying rang true to Chen Ning.

An Ya sat beside Chen Fan with a smile. She gave Chen Fan a soft gaze and felt a mix of pride and contentment. She knew she would always be with Chen Fan regardless of what he had become. If she had to set a time to limit her companionship, she hoped that it was forever.

Chen Fan retold that happened last night calmly.

Although this was not the first time they have heard it, hearing the same thing directly from Chen Fan's mouth had such a shocking effect that as if they were hearing it for the first time. Chen Fan told them everything: that Han Hongkun had provoked him brazenly, that Song Shunhua had verbally insulted him and the Chen family, that Han Juntu was finally involved.

Chen Fan filled everyone in about all the twists and turns of the event.

The details renewed everyone's resentment toward the spinster Song Family as well as their admiration for Chen Fan.

He had forced the Han Family to apologize, a feat that only he could pull off.

Seeing the confusion on everyone's face, Chen Fan said lightly: "You must be curious as to why Han Juntu treated me with such respect."

"The answer is simple: they are no match against me." Chen Fan's voice was calm, but a hint of pride lit up in his eyes.

"Because I am Chen Beixuan."

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Chapter 403 Legend of Chen Beixuan

"Chen Beixuan!"

Everyone looked at each other in confusion.

They had heard this name many times, and it was evident by now that there was a shocking secret behind this name. Even the Han Family was afraid of the power behind this name. It had scared off Han Juntu and forced Secretary Qu to plaster on a toady smile.

"Grandpa, Mom, and Pa, It is going to be a long story and things might not be what you think. So please let me finish before you ask any questions." Chen Fan said calmly

Wang Xiaoyun and the others nodded.

An Ya batted her lashes at Chen Fan expectantly. It had been a year since they last saw each other and it would be the first time she could learn what he had been up to within that one year. Even Chen Gexin fixed a heavy gaze on his son. Chen Gexin always had a pretty good idea of what his son was like until Chen Fan returned from Chu Zhou City.

Chen Fan took the tea from Chen Ning's hand and took a small sip and start filling in the details.

He omitted the fact that he was reborn to the earth thinking it would be too much for his audience so he only focused on what he had done after he was reborn.

Chen Fan first talked about what it meant to be an Internal Force User and a Grandmaster. He then started his tell story from when he first met Old Man Wei at the park.

"So Old Man Wei is also a Martial Artist!"

Chen Gexin and the other slapped their thighs as realization suddenly dawned upon them. They finally understood why Old Man Wei would suddenly take a liking to Chen Fan, so much so that he had come to visit him personally during last year's family gathering.

"Indeed I have heard something about it. People told me that when Old Man Wei was young, he was a powerful fighter and most ordinary Joes were no match against him. I never thought those rumors would turn out to be real." Old Man Wei nodded and said.

Everyone already knew of Chen Fan's status as a Grandmaster, so they were not too surprised by the revelation.

Then Chen Fan told them about the underground Martial Arts Tournament where he killed Linhu with three punches and stunned the entire Jiang Bei.

"So that is how you got the name of the Master Chen of Jiang Bei!"

Chen Huaian exclaimed under his breath while Wang Xiaoyun gave her son a glance. Her son had claimed supremacy in Jiang Bei and brought powerful tycoons such as Xu Ao to heel using force. The thought scared her. Fortunately, her son was safe after so much violence.

"Linhu was called the Alaskan Tiger and was a force to be reckoned within Canada. No wonder Xu Ao and the other tycoons would treat you with so much respect after seeing you killing him with three punches." Chen Gexin nodded, but a hint of concern surfaced on his face.

What Chen Fan said next had unnerved his listeners. He told everyone how he had become the Head Sergeant of Cang Dragon and that he went to the Martial arts conference and had to fight against Linhu's teacher Lei Qianjue.

Everyone was stunned by what they heard.

That battle was the first time that the name "Chen Beixuan" came into the public's ears.

Chen Fan and Lei Qianjue's battle at the shore of the West Lake was called the Battle of The Decade. Lei Qianjue had used all the tricks up his sleeves to force Chen Fan to do the same. After this battle, Chen Fan became listed on the Heaven roll and officially rose to power.

Then he went on to tell them what happened in detail: that he had killed the underbosses of the Hong Sect, that he had carried a Tripod Cauldron into the Lu family, that he had done away with the disciple of Lei Qianjue called Romon that he had defeated Lei Qianjue with one hypersonic punch and became the most powerful Grandmaster in China.

This, and that; Chen Fan told them everything.

Despite the calm timbre in Chen Fan's voice and his down-to-earth choice of words, Wang Xiaoyun was terrified by the details. An Ya squeezed his arm and looked to him with a great measure of concern. Even Chen Ning gave Chen Fan a shocked and fearful glance.

Chen Huaian was the only one who seemed to be lighthearted by what he heard. He slammed the table and let out a peal of laughter.

"Bravo! Atta boy!"

"You have risen to power after the fight at the West Lake Shore."

"Grandmasters are indeed power. I finally understand why the Grandmasters could have so much power."

Even as Chen Huaian said so, Chen Zhenxin looked to Chen Fan fearfully as the terrifying fight scene played out in his mind. Two warriors turning the West Lake upside down as they exchanged blows. Such divine powers should not have belonged to the mortal world. No wonder these Grandmasters were feared by even powerful nations.

"I wager that Li Wuchen had invited you to become the Head Sergeant of the Cang Dragon after your display of might at the West Lake." Chen Gexin nodded and said.

Chen Fan's father had a matter-of-fact mannerism and very rarely did he offer his approval to anyone, much less his own son. Therefore, Chen Gexin's approving nod had caught Wang Xiaoyun's attention and made her feel proud of her son.

She was confident that with her son on her side, she would once again walk into the Wang Family of Yan Jin with her chin up and chest out.

"I, Wang Xiaoyun am able to raise such a successful son, while none of you can."

"However, I wager that your number one spot on the Heaven roll is not what deterred Han Family, is it? You must have done something else to have scared Han Juntu away." Chen Huaian locked in his eyes onto Chen Fan and asked with all the seriousness he could muster.

Other people around the table also saw the sense in the old man's words. The Han Family was the top family in China and it would not be deterred by a Grandmaster.

"You are right." Chen Fan nodded and said: "From then on, I killed the Assassin King Blacksnake and Zhou Daoji of Hong Kong. But those are not what scared off Han Family, the real reason that they are afraid of me was that I am ranked number three on the Dark Roll."

'Dark Roll?"

Everyone looked at each other in confusion.

"The Dark Roll is a list published by the CIA's Special Case Department. It's a wanted list, to put it simply. When I was studying at the Jinlin University, I was ambushed by five Grandmasters and I killed four of them, one of those four was from the Dark World. That was how I became number three on that list." Chen Fan said lightly.

The five Grandmasters were: Diamond Buck, Zoro the Thunder King, Theseus the Phantom, Olga the Crimson Lady and Park Kyung-hwan.

Each one of them was an incredible Super Overlord in the dark world. Chen Huaian had heard only one of their names: Park Kyung-hwan. He knew him as the Head Sergeant of the Special forces in the Korean Military. The might of one of the five Grandmasters was enough to let Chen Huaian exclaim at the unimaginable power when their forces were combined.

"It happened at school? When?"

Chen Ning covered her mouth to stifle a gasp.

The details also caught Chen Huaian's attention.

He had never thought that his grandson could have been attacked by five of the most powerful Overlords in the Dark World. It should have been a piece of explosive news, yet Chen Huaian had heard nothing about it.

"It seemed that we are too far removed from the center of the power that makes the world go around. If Xiao Fan didn't inform us about what had happened, we will still be oblivious to the death of so many mighty figures around the world." Chen Huaian lamented.

The revelation also perturbed Chen Gexin's mind.

He was always proud of himself for the rich experience his rough and tumble life had offered him, but it seemed that his son had gone through more trials and tribulations then he had in his entire life.

"Legend! Xiao Fan is indeed a legend!"

Chen Zhenxin looked to Chen Fan as if Chen Fan was a completely different person than he was a few moments ago.

After the shocking revelation of the Dark Roll, the incident at the Su Family of Wu Zhou City started to make sense to everyone. Chen Fan was ranked number three on the list and was feared around the globe. Even powerful nations buttered him up to gain his favor. The Ji Family of Zhong Hai, the Tang Family, and the Nin Family simply couldn't compare.

"But... why did they call you the 'Greatest pride of our nation'?" Chen Huaian furrowed his brows and asked.

In Chinese history, only those who had helped the founding a dynasty by leading armies into great victories were worthy of the title "Pride of the Nation." Chen Fan was only a martial artist and a fearsome warrior at the most, he shouldn't have been granted such an honorable title.

"That might have something to do with the Vitality Serum." Chen Beixuan pondered a moment and told everyone his academic endeavor at the Jinlin University. He had established a lab, invented the Vitality Serum and created the Azure Talisman Pharmaceutical with the funding from the government.

"So you are that Professor Chen?" Chen Ning rounded her eyes in disbelief.

"You are the owner of Azure Talisman Pharmaceutical and the Vitality Serum?" Chen Zhenxin slapped his head and exclaimed. Chen Zhenxin was directly involved in helping the Azure Talisman Pharmaceutical get going and he knew the significance of the product.

"Vitality Serum!"

Chen Huaian's gaze grew heavier by the second. "This product would benefit billions of people around the world, and contribute to the development of mankind. Xiao Fan, you are really worthy of the title 'Pride of the nation!'"

Chen Gexin and Wang Xiaoyun both nodded in agreement.

Those who knew of the Vitality Serum would quickly understand its importance to the world. Although it was not nearly as effective as the Yun Wu Spirit Water, it can be mass-produced.

Ferrari was a top luxury car, but it contributed very little to the automobile industry. The Backbones of the industry were companies such as GM or Toyota that mass-produced cheap vehicles for everyone.

"As long as you still hold onto the Vitality Serum, the Han Family would not dare to touch even a hair on your head." Chen Huaian said conclusively.

"Vitality Serum might be able to make the Han Family respect you, but they won't be afraid of you. What else did you do?" Chen Huaian cracked a shrewd smile and asked.

Chen Fan let out a wry smile and was impressed by the old man's sharp mind and perspicacity.

He nodded and said: "Just recently, I went to Japan. I am sure most of you already know that."

Everyone looked to Chen Fan expectantly. Even An Ya realized that what Chen Fan was about to reveal next would answer all of their questions. Something must have happened during Chen Fan's stay in Japan that had scared Han Juntu.

"When I was there, I got into some trouble because I destroyed a Shrine. The Japanese Sword Sage Takemiya Hiro challenged me into a duel at the top of the Tokyo Tower and our fight had reduced the tower to half of its original height. But, that's not the real reason people are afraid of me."

Chen Fan paused a second, letting the suspense hang in the air.

"I had a run-in with the Fourteenth Brigade of the Japan Self-Defense Forces. I defeated the army and took down five F-15 fighter jets plus fourteen AH-1 Cobra helicopters."

"What?!

A deadly silence fell over the entire office.

Chen Huaian gaped at Chen Fan in utter disbelief. Chen Fan's story was so wild that it should have belonged to a mythical tale.

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Chapter 404: What Does It Take To Be A Legend?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

When Chen Fan talked about the Grandmaster, Lei Qianjue and the Dark Roll, people such as Chen Zhenxin only have a very vague idea of what they were but couldn't gauge exactly how powerful they were since they sounded too far removed from reality. Some people even doubted Chen Fan was telling them the truth.

However, when Chen Fan told them that he had defeated the entire fourteenth brigade and struck down seventeen airplanes, they simply couldn't wrap their minds around it.

Unlike a Grandmaster, they knew what the army was and knew that they were extremely deadly. No individual could have survived a fight against modern killing machines.

Therefore, Even Chen Huaian and Wang Xiaoyun found Chen Fan's story inconceivable.

However weak the fourteen brigade was, it was fully armed with modern weapons of a few thousand strong. Not to mention the F-15 hypersonic jets and the AH-1 Cobra helicopters. They were renowned for their deadliness and advanced technologies used.

Yet, Chen Fan had to defeat such an army all by himself. If that was not a legend, nothing was.

"How is that possible? How can you counter modern military?"

"How many people are there in the fourteenth brigade? Are they armed with modern weapons? Do they have any heavy machine guns? And you said there were F-15s, are you sure about that?"

Chen Gexin rounded his eyes and asked many questions in utter disbelief.

Chen Zhenxin also had many questions but since Chen Fan's father was here, he let Chen Gexin take the lead. Even An Ya was shocked by the revelation. She rounded and gaped at Chen Fan speechlessly. Meanwhile, Chen Ning was adding some water into a teacup; she was so stunned by what she heard that she didn't even notice the water reached the rim of the teacup.

Grandpa was the only person who had kept calm. But he also fixed his gaze on Chen Fan.

"The Fourteenth Brigade was a fully-fledged unit in the Japan Self-Defense Forces. It has four thousand soldiers and has Type 96 Armored Personnel Carrier, AH-1 Cobra helicopters, field cannons and what have you. It's a motorized modern brigade. As for the F-15s, it was equipped with hypersonic missiles..."

Chen Fan told them everything that he knew of the Fourteenth Brigade.

The more he talked about it, the more shocked the Chen family became.

They realized that the Fourteenth Brigade was a deadly modern army that was armed to the teeth. Its overall strength was superior to most armies of similar sizes in most countries in the world. Most smaller nations didn't even have a single fighter jet and were still fighting with outdated and improvised equipment such as AK-47s and pick-up trucks.

Chen Fan had crushed the modern military unit, but what did that mean about his power? Did that mean he could do whatever he wants in the world as long as he stayed away from the superpowers such as China, Russia, and America?

With that thought in mind, a silence fell over the office.

Even Wang Xiaoyun had to take a few deep breaths to calm herself.

She thought she had been generous while estimating her son's strength, but little did she know that Chen Fan's abilities and power had already far exceeded the capacity of a normal human being. At Chen Fan's current level, only the leaders of powerful nations were worthy of sitting around the same table with him. The power of any family clan or business group was a far cry from what's at Chen Fan's disposal.

"That makes so much sense now. No wonder Xiao Fan could have scared away the Han Family."

After a long silent moment, Chen Huaian heaved a sigh and said.

The grizzled old man no longer regarded Chen Fan as a youngster in the family, instead, he regarded him as one of his peers.

Chen Fan was so powerful that his strength had far exceeded Chen Huaian's comprehension. The old man simply couldn't bring himself to treat a mighty figure who had defeated an army of a few thousand strong as his grandson. Instead, he should put Chen Fan in a glass case and on a pedestal so that he could be worshipped and admired by everyone in the family.

Chen Zhenxin gaped at Chen Fan in utter disbelief.

If Chen Fan was telling the truth, Han Family's might and influence were peanuts compared to that of Chen Fan. The Han Family was just a family clan but Chen Fan was a force that rivaled a nation. Of course Han Family had to stay away from Chen Fan.

The thought of Han Juntu's submissive and servile behavior before Chen Fan gave Chen Ning a chill.

So absolute was Chen Fan's power that even elite heirs from Yan Jin such as Han Juntu had to bow down to him. Chen Fan's power would easily make him the equal of the mighty Old Man Han.

"But how is it possible that a human can defeat tanks and airplanes?" Chen Gexin asked incredulously. "Are these Grandmasters so powerful that not even the military can bring them to heel?"

"Not every Grandmaster can be as powerful as me. Lei Qianjue, for example, would never stand a chance against a modern army. He wouldn't survive the initial bombardment of the bombs, missiles and what have you." Chen Fan shook his head ."I am not an ordinary Grandmaster, they call me an Immortal Level Overlord."

"Immortal Level Overlord?"

Everyone looked at each other as they murmured the words.

Chen Fan had become so powerful that he had rightfully earned the title "Immortal." What other words could people use to describe someone who defeated a powerful army all by himself?

"A legend, so my nephew is a legend!"

Chen Zhenxin exclaimed. There was a bitterness in his voice.

His power and influence simply seemed laughable to that of Chen Fan. The comparison put a wry smile on Chen Zhenxin's face.

"The Han Family is very smart. Xiao Fan had dealt a huge blow to Japan by defeating their Fourteenth Brigade, so they wagered that the Chinese government would spare no expense to secure their ties with Chen Fan. Therefore, to be the enemy of Chen Fan is to be the enemy of the Chinese government." Chen Huaian said knowingly.

Everyone, including Wang Xiaoyun, nodded in agreement.

The Chinese government would do whatever was necessary to win over Chen Fan. It would be a crime if they let Chen Fan slip through their fingers to work for other forces such as Russia or England. Chen Fan was as powerful as an entire division of motorized infantry with unbridled mobility. He could strike fear into the hearts of even the most fearsome enemies.

"Atta boy! As long as we have Xiao Fan in our family, we can easily claim the seat of power at Jiang Nan Province." Chen Huaian said as he beamed from side to side.

The old man was suddenly relieved and the mood in the room also lightened up a bit.

Chen Zhenxin and Chen Ning both stared at Chen Fan in silence.

They knew that Chen Fan's branch was going to replace them as the dominating force in the family. Chen Fan alone was more powerful than the entire family. The Chen family relied on him and needed him.

Meanwhile, Wang Xiaoyun and An Ya looked to Chen Fan in pleasant surprise. Wang Xiaoyun wished she could hug Chen Fan tightly, kiss his cheek and then announce to the world: "This is my son. My son is a legend, and is as powerful as the nation's leaders!"

An Ya tugged a loose strand of hair behind her ear as she looked at Chen Fan with a soft gaze. She batted her lashes and curled her lips into a mesmerizing smile.

Even Chen Gexin who rarely let his emotions show up on face nodded approvingly.

Chen Zhenxin and Chen Ning left the room quietly. Chen Fan had told them a lot, but he was still silent about the source of his power. Where did he get his power? Could he teach others to be as strong as him?

However, Chen Zhenxin knew that that information was meant only for the ears of Chen Fan's close families. He wagered that Chen Fan would not willingly tell him those secrets so he might as well leave the room before he embarrassed himself.

Once Chen Zhenxin and Chen Ning left the room, Chen Fan was finally alone with his parents, grandpa and Sister An Ya.

Chen Fan said with as much seriousness as he could muster: "Grandpa, Mom and Dad and Sister An, what I am going to tell you next are top secrets, and you should never ever tell anyone. Otherwise, there will be grave consequences."

Chen Huaian and Chen Gexin both nodded with solemn faces.

They knew that Chen Fan was finally going to get down to the real business.

Chen Fan had been telling them a lot about his abilities, but he didn't mention a word about the source of his power. The key questions remained whether Chen Fan could teach the others his incredible powers just as the masters in the Wu Xia drama would.

Wang Xiaoyun was gripped by a wave of intense anticipation. If she could be as powerful as her son, she wouldn't have to toil in the business world. Her Jin Xiu Group was worth ten billion yuan, but what did ten billion yuan mean to Chen Fan who was as powerful as a nation?

"Not only is it complicated to explain the source of my power, but it is also related to another secret that I don't think you are ready to hear yet. But what I can say is this: if you start to cultivate with me, you can be as powerful as me, if not more so."

Chen Fan said with a smile on his face.

"Really?"

Wang Xiaoyun exclaimed first.

"Of course." Chen Fan nodded.

Everyone's faces were lit up with glee. An Ya's eyes were filled with joy and anticipation. Who didn't want to be a godly existence who could do whatever they wanted? The toiling and struggling in life were all part of the pursuit of power, wasn't it?

Chen Huaian furrowed his brows and said: "Hold on a second. If even an old man like me could be as powerful as Xiao Fan then there should be many mighty figures just like Xiao Fan. But in reality, it's rare to meet Internal Force users, much less Grandmasters. How could you explain that?"

The smile on Wang Xiaoyun and Chen Gexin's face dimmed a little after they heard the old man's question.

"Yea."

Just so, they were close to forty and Chen Huaian was in his eighties. They were way past their best years for learning. Even in Wu Xia drama, didn't all the protagonist start training when they were children? If they could master Martial Artists, there must be many Martial Artist Masters out there. If that's the case, the world would be in chaos having so many powerful men and women with unbridled power.

With that thought in mind, they looked to Chen Fan for help.

"Grandpa was right. Of all the grandmasters in entire China, there are only less than twenty Grandmasters. There are a little bit more Internal Force users, but not a lot either. The world hasn't seen an Immortal Level Overlord such as me for decades."

Chen Fan nodded as he murmured to himself.

"That was because Martial Artist cultivation required very high raw talent. Only one in a million could have possessed such talent and on top of that, he would have to start stringent training when he was a child. That had severely limited the number of Grandmasters and Internal force users."

"However, that was the method of training for ordinary martial arts, my method of cultivation is different."

So saying, a light suddenly came up in his eyes.

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Chapter 405: I Am An Immortal Cultivator

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

"Ok? So what are the differences?"

Wang Xiaoyun asked anxiously before Chen Fan's words had faded.

Chen Fan's words had also caught Chen Huaian and Chen Gexin's attention. They locked their eyes on Chen Fan expectantly.

They knew what Chen Fan was going to say was a secret that no one knew. Chen Huaian even felt a sense of danger in the truth that was going to be revealed.

Chen Fan paused a second and without saying a word, he spread out his Divine Will and scanned the surroundings. After confirming that no one was eavesdropping, he started an art and covered the entire office under a dome made out of light. Then and only then, he spoke: "I have made sure the room was not rigged. I have also cast a Sound Isolation Seal so that no one would hear our conversation."

Seeing the earnestness on Chen Fan's taut face, Wang Xiaoyun and An Ya registered the weight of what Chen Fan was going to reveal.

Everyone sat firmly in their seats and looked to Chen Fan and waited impatiently.

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes, and let the suspense hang in the air for a while. Then he started speaking again: "The difficulties in cultivation in our present world have greatly limited the number of powerful warriors. That was the case for all sects and schools on earth such as the Martial Artists in China, Onmyoji, and Samurai in Japan, the Yogi in India, and the Extraordinary Ones in the Dark World, just to name a few."

"The Cang Dragon Unit, for example, consisted of elite soldiers that were winnowed out among hundreds of thousands of soldiers, yet, without me, there would be no more than five competent Martial Artists among them. Even the most powerful special unit in China, the Dragon's Fang, under the directives of Ye Nantian had produced less than a hundred competent warriors."

Chen Fan said slowly while the other listened attentively.

"The Lu family of Lin Zhou City had over three hundred years of history, yet in those three hundred years, they had only less than forty Internal Force users."

"The Susano Shrine of Kyushu Island had thousands of worshippers, yet there were only a hundred or so swordsmen guarding the shrine"

"As for the Hong Sect, they dominated the underground world for centuries and were considered the most powerful underground group in the world; they only have seven Grandmasters and less than two hundred warriors."

"All of that proves how difficult Martial Artist cultivation is."

Chen Fan listed a few examples to prove his point.

"In order to gain Internal Force, cultivation needs to start early, and training was often gruesomely intense. With the careful guidance of an experienced teacher, the student might be able to enter the Introductory Level in ten years. After that, the martial artist would be mired in endless training only to meet a bottleneck when they reached the Phenomenal success of Internal Force Cultivation. However, only one in ten thousand cultivators could have pulled that off. Of all the citizens in Chu Zhou City, only Guo Wei from the Wei Shen martial arts school and Old Man Wei count as Internal Force users."

"Only the cream of the crop could have advanced further to the peak of the Internal Force cultivation and started aiming for the Transcendent State."

"All Transcendent State Grandmasters are not only extremely talented but also possess incredible perseverance. I know only five people who achieved Transcendent State before they were forty. The rest of Grandmasters I know didn't reach Transcendent State until they were in their fifties or sixties."

No one spoke a word as Chen Fan went on.

They were shaken to the cores after hearing the secrets of the Martial arts world that not even many Martial arts knew of.

The beleaguered path of Martial arts was so tremulous that it made the National University Entrance Exam a breeze. No wonder there were fewer Grandmasters than there were rich tycoons. To reach their level of attainment required not only blood and sweat but also luck.

"It doesn't stop there. There is also the Immortal State beyond the Transcendent State. rumor is that there hasn't been a single Immortal State cultivator for fifty years. Even if there still are some Immortal State cultivators hanging around, they must be extremely old."

Chen Fan said as he shook his head: "Compared to Spellcasters and Extraordinary Ones, the Martial arts cultivators might even be considered easy. It is even harder to become an Onmyoji, or Spellcaster, therefore there are even fewer of them in the world. I have an in-name disciple called Wu Shanhe who is a spell caster. He used to be a member of the Yin Ghost Sect who was one of the biggest Spell caster sects in Zhong Zhou. However, they have only five members."

"Meanwhile, the so-called Extraordinary Ones were often seen in the western world. They have a much easier time when it came down to cultivation, but it was extremely rare to become an Extraordinary One in the first place. It required external stimulations or self-awakening arts to 'awaken' their dormant inner power. External stimulations such as the Heavenly Water of Life were extremely hard to come by so they were only used on a selected few."

"Therefore, although all nations wanted to produce more Martial Artists or Extraordinary Ones, the minuscule return and the huge investment eventually deterred them. They figured that they might as well use the same amount of money on military technologies. After all, even a powerful Grandmaster couldn't survive the raid of a modern army."

Chen Fan finally said conclusively.

Wang Xiaoyun and the others looked at each other with troubled looks. They felt disheartened after hearing how difficult it was to be good at Martial Artist. It requires talent, hard work, luck, and a great teacher, not one less. It was even more difficult to become a Spellcaster or Extraordinary Ones. No wonder none of Chen Fan's listeners had ever heard of them before.

Although the practice of martial arts seemed prevalent, the real martial artists were few and far between.

"Xiao Fan, if what you said is all true, how come you were able to reach Grandmaster before you are twenty and even reached Immortal State? Plus, you just said how difficult it was to cultivate, but what makes you think I and your parents in our ages can pull it off? Are we really that talented?"

Chen Huaian thought for a while and then pointed out the elephant in the room.

Wang Xiaoyun and the others nodded.

Wang Xiaoyun had already been dreaming of becoming a heroine that saves the world, but Chen Fan's description of the beleaguered path of cultivation had pulled her right back to reality. She would be in her eighties when she finally reached the phenomenal success level of Internal Force cultivation.

"Grandpa, I have just told you why. What I talked about earlier is an ordinary kind of Martial arts, not my kind."

Chen Fan folded his arms across his chest and cracked a knowing smile.

"Oh? What are the differences?"

Everyone perked up their ears and listened carefully.

"They could be called Martial Artist, Spellcaster, Onmyoji or Extraordinary Ones, they are but the same thing. However, I am an Immortal Cultivator, perhaps the last one on earth." Chen Fan answered firmly.

He had been reborn for one and a half years, and by now, he was strong enough to counter the military and was feared by even the superpower of the world. His strength had finally lent him enough confidence to reveal others his real identity.

"Immortal Cultivator?"

Everyone looked at each other in confusion.

What did that mean?

"Do you mean you are one of those people who attempted to achieve godhood through cultivation?" Chen Huaian furrowed his brows and asked slowly.

"Sort of, but not exactly. Immortal Cultivation, in a nutshell, is a kind of forced evolution. Through Immortal Cultivation, a cultivator could elevate his existence to a much higher level. Those who had become a Perfected Immortal could move mountains, empty seas, snatch a shooting star and swallow down the moon and the sun." Chen Fan said lightly.

"This is... Impossible!"

Wang Xiaoyun and the others thought they were listening to Chinese myth.

To them, even Chen Fan's ability to destroy armored vehicles and fighter jets were already inconceivable, much less snatching a shooting star or swallowing down the moon and the sun. It reminded them of the description of Gautama Buddha in the fantasy novel "Journey To The West."

"Why of course. But that required tens if not hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation. It's impossible to pull it off on earth. We can reach the Connate Spirit Level here at the most."

Chen Fan shook his head.

Chen Gexin and Wang Xiaoyun heaved a sigh of relief.

They were afraid that Chen Fan was going to announce the existence of such great power on earth, fearing that such inconceivable reality would fray the edges of their minds. The power of these cultivators were far beyond their wildest imaginations.

"So what are the difference between the Immortal Cultivators and the Martial Artists?" An Ya asked in a soft voice.

"Yea."

"You made it sound like the Immortal Cultivators are so much more powerful than Martial Artists, but what difference would it make if it was equally as difficult as martial arts?"

Chen Huaian rounded his eyes and looked at Chen Fan in confusion.

"The difference is that you have me. Martial Arts cultivation required rare talent and time, but if you follow my cultivation technique, you can be a successful Immortal Cultivator as well." Chen Fan said calmly.

"What?"

Everyone was shocked.

The old man Chen Huaian was so shocked that he dropped the teacup on the ground and didn't even notice it. Instead, he nearly jumped out of his chair and gave Chen Fan an incredulous stare.

"You mean anyone can do it, including me?" Chen Huaian asked in a trembling voice. His eyes locked onto Chen Fan's face.

"The key to the Immortal Cultivation was the Immortal Dao. With it, any creature, young or old, big or small could advance their levels of attainment quickly. It's much faster and more effective than Martial arts cultivation." Chen Fan said lightly.

Due to the low requirement for Immortal Cultivation, the human race could have swept across the universe and pinned all the other races under its thumb. The number of human Perfected Immortals were so great that they formed a formidable force that dominated the universe. The Human Celestial Lords were the most powerful beings in the universe and were practically invincible.

Astonishment and disbelief were written all over Chen Gexin and the others' faces. Deep down, powerful currents of strong emotions roiled inside of them.

They all knew what Chen Fan's words meant to the world.

If anyone could be a cultivator and could be more powerful than a Martial Artist, how many cultivators would there be on earth?

Seven billion?

The thought sent a chill down Chen Huaian's spine. Such a dramatic change would alter the course of human history and completely uproot the current power dynamic. Even a seasoned veteran of the tumultuous world such as Chen Huaian couldn't help but tremble uncontrollably.

They were just ordinary people and couldn't handle the weight of such a secret.

"Well, Immortal Cultivation requires Spirit Qi, and Earth is deprived of it. It is impossible to support so many cultivators at once. I will only teach you guys some rudimentary arts for now. I don't think the Chen family is ready for anything beyond that yet."

Chen Fan finally said heavily.

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Chapter 406: The Journey of Cultivation

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Once Chen Fan's family members finally gathered themselves, Chen Huaian said heavily: "You are right in keeping this information a secret. If it got out, the entire world would usher chaos to the world. In order to gain power, everyone, including those in foreign countries would come knocking on our doors and ask us to hand over the Cultivation technique."

Chen Gexin, Wang Xiaoyun, and An Ya nodded in agreement.

This secret carried too much weight for them to shoulder.

The Vitality Serum could only slightly improve a mortal's physical condition, yet the Lee Family and the Pharmaceutical tycoons were crazy for it. Because of this, Chen Fan was considered by the Chinese government the most valuable asset of the nation. If the world got a whiff of Chen Fan's special cultivation technique, they would spare no expense to get it.

By then, the USA and Russia would very likely start a nuclear war, risking the destruction of the entire human civilization. They would rather let the world burn than having their rival gain an edge. The United States of America would not sit around and let everyone in China become as powerful as Chen Fan. They couldn't even handle a hundred Chen Fan much less 1.3 billion of them.

Its aircraft carriers, fighter jets, and battleships would be child's toys before the combined might of a hundred more soldiers as powerful as Chen Fan. Only the threat of nuclear warheads might have some effect on them.

"Xiao Fan, is it true that your cultivation technique can make everyone as powerful as you?"

An Ya looked at Chen Fan anxiously.

Everyone held their breath and looked to Chen Fan expectantly.

"The requirement for cultivation is low, anyone can do it. However, just like learning Math and physics, not everyone can be Einstein and Newton." Chen Fan said. "Most people would finish their academic career by the time they finished high school. Most people from more impoverished areas couldn't even finish elementary school, the same goes for cultivators on Spirit Qi deprived earth."

There were gazillions of cultivation techniques and sects, and there were equally as many cultivators in the universe, but there were only a handful of Perfected Immortals.

The Immortal Cultivation realm had millions of years of history, but there had only been one North Mystic Celestial Lord.

The lack of Spirit Qi on earth was another hurdle for the cultivators. Without proper resources, they would easily get stuck and couldn't progress. An ample supply of good high-quality Spirit Qi was as essential to Immortal Cultivators as fuel were to an engine. The more powerful the engine, the more fuel it would burn and the same went for cultivators and Spirit Qi.

"Immortal Cultivation comes in different stages such as Qi Refinement, Connate Spirit, Golden Core, and Nascent Soul just to name a few. For now, you should focus on the Qi Refinement stage, and it is further divided into a few phases: Foundation Establishment, Ethereal Enlightenment, and Divine Sea. I think the Divine Sea should be the maximum level you can achieve on earth."

Chen Fan said slowly.

"Cultivation might sound easy, but it required powerful and effective arts, a good Spirit Land, talent, good guidance and a bit of luck. Most people are able to reach the introductory level of Foundation Establishment and reap some health benefits. It was not that much different than Tai Chi. However, those who were talents have a good teacher and are committed would eventually reach higher levels such as Divine Sea, Connate Spirit, and Golden Core."

As Chen Fan finally addressed some of the key questions his listers had, Chen Huaian and the others nodded, and they started to see the whole picture.

If anyone could be as powerful as Chen Fan, the world would be in chaos in no time. Although the requirement for Immortal Cultivation was low, it wasn't all that easy to be good at it. Just like the Martial Arts cultivation, Immortal Cultivation also required talents and resources, both were subjects of fierce competition among Immortal Cultivation sects.

Chen Fan's Teacher, Cangqin the Immortal Sage toured the universe every few thousand years to recruit a group of candidates to pit them against each other in his Cangmin Immortal Realm. It was free for all battle royale and only the last one standing could have the honor of becoming his Inner Circle Disciple.

Canqin did it to winnow out the real talents among the candidates.

"Are you calling yourself a genius? Is that why your cultivation progressed so fast?" Wang Xiaoyun giggled. Her eyes were filled with pride.

Chen Fan was not sure what to make of his mom's remark, but he was slightly lighthearted by it nonetheless. He rose to his feet and said: "Grandpa, mom, pa and Sister An, I want to show you something."

After exchanging a glance with each other, the Chen Family members rose to their feet and followed Chen Fan out of the room.

Chen Fan led them out of the East Mountain Villas. To Chen Huaian's surprise, Chen Fan didn't hop into a car; instead, he started up the path that leads to the top of the mountain.

When they were halfway to the top, Wang Xiaoyun furrowed her brows and asked in confusion: "Xiao Fan, where are you taking us? Your Grandpa hikes on this trail every day and there is nothing special up there. It's the East Mountain Meadow that you bought and have done nothing to it. It's overgrown with bushes now. What a waste of money and —"

"That's enough. I believe Xiao Fan wouldn't bring us here for no reason." Chen Gexin cut his wife short.

An Ya and Chen Huaian kept their silence and followed closely behind Chen Fan.

When they finally reached the main peak of East Mountain directly above the East Mountain Meadow, they saw a patch of barren land dotted with gnarly bushes through a veil of mist hovering above the ground. Everyone looked to Chen Fan in confusion.

Why did Chen Fan bring everyone here?

Chen Fan answered their curious look by a gentle tap on the ground. Then he let out a grunt.

"Arise!"

Suddenly, a deep thunder rumbled in the distance and the mist started to churn itself over.

Once the mist was gone, the East Mountain Meadow finally revealed its true form to everyone.

"Oh my god!"

Wang Xiaoyun and An Ya both covered their mouths to stifle a cry. A flicker of shock also flashed across Chen Huaian and Chen Gexin's faces as disbelief surfaced in their eyes.

The East Mountain Meadow was covered under a shimmering Azure dome with small azure-colored rain droplets as fine and soft as rabbit fur filled up space inside. Everything has a dream-like quality that reminded the viewers of fairyland in their childhood imaginations. The Azure-colored mist climbed up the mountains that flanked the meadow, and from their peaks, the mist turned into rain droplets and fell to the rich soil below where countless Spirit herbs, Spirit Trees grew. At the other end of the meadow was a pavilion also shrouded in mist.

"I must have been blinded by a Dharma Spell! I have been here hundreds of times and never had I notice this miraculous sight. This is absolutely amazing!"

Chen Huaian held back his shock and disbelief and shook his head.

"Grandpa, this is why I needed the East Mountain Meadow. I grow spirit medicine here." Chen Fan said as he gestured everyone to follow him. "Let's go and take a look at my Cave Abode."

"What?"

Everyone was stupefied by Chen Fan's suggestion.

Wang Xiaoyun asked: "Son, this is a sheer drop, how are we going to get there? We can't fly like you."

Chen Huaian kept his silence and looked to Chen Fan, he knew that Chen Fan had a way to get them down there.

Lo and behold, Chen Fan cracked a smile and said: "Arise!"

The Green Dragon Grand Array started working at his command. Under everyone's shocked eyes, the clouds roiled about before them and parted in the middle, creating a space that was filled with a raw bow and ingredient air bubbles. The path extended from the top of the mountain where the Chen Family was to the pavilion.

After Chen Fan's assuring and reassuring that the path was safe to walk on, Wang Xiaoyun and An Ya finally took the first step fearfully. Meanwhile, Chen Huaian and Chen Gexin embarked on the path without any hesitation. They looked around and enjoyed the view of the East Mountain Meadow as they made their way down.

Suddenly, the White Drake appeared amidst the clouds and startled the Chen family.

After much explanation from Chen Fan, they finally accepted that this monster in the cloud was the Artifact Spirit of the Green Dragon Grand Array.

When they finally arrived at the North Qiong Pavilion, Tong Shan and Yukishiro Sa were already waiting for them by the entrance.

Seeing Chen Fan and the other guests, Yukishiro Sa came up to them and bowed: "My name is Yukishiro Sa. Welcome, my lords!"

"Xiao Fan, Who is she?"

Chen Fan felt Wang Xiaoyun's shoot a glare at his face.

An Ya was also taken aback by the development. Yukishiro Sa had been a drop-dead gorgeous even before she lived in the Green Dragon Grand Array, after spending days around so much Spirit Qi, her skin had become so tender and smooth that she looked like a goddess in paintings.

"My lords, I am master's servant, Yukishiro Sa." Yukishiro Sa hurried to explain.

Chen Fan put in calmly: 'Mom and Dad, she is the family lord of the Yukishiro family in Japan that I told you of. She was wanted by the Japanese government because of me so I brought her here. Please be rest assured, she is absolutely loyal to us."

Hearing Chen Fan's explanation, Wang Xiaoyun's glare grew softer, but a flicker of suspicion still flashed in her eyes.

Chen Fan was lighthearted by the development. He couldn't register that his mother seemed to believe that the girl was his mistress. On the other hand, Sister An believed Chen Fan's explanation and gave Chen Fan a trusting look.

Once they entered the North Qiong Pavilion, Chen Fan showed them around and finally started to teach them Dharmic formulation.

Since the Chen Family members started from zero, Chen Fan decided to teach them the most basic art of Foundation Establishment first. This Art was from a prominent immortal cultivation set and was called the Qi Harness Art of Foundation Establishment. Although it was not as powerful as the Void Mortal Refinement Art, it had an easy learning curve and anyone could be good at it. In addition, this art could also help the cultivators prolong their lives.

Chen Fan only taught them the Qi Harnessing part of the art since it was still too early to expect them to attempt the real Dharma Cultivation.

Both Chen Gexin and Wang Xiaoyun were busy with their own business, so it was unrealistic to expect them to be fully commit to cultivation. The Qi Harness Art would at least strengthen their bodies and improve their health.

After spending another week in the East Mountain, the Chen family members finally got the hang of it. The Green Dragon Grand Array and the Spirit Medicine had helped their cultivation greatly.

To Chen Fan's surprise, Chen Huaian and An Ya had progressed their cultivation much faster than the other two. Just in a few days, they seemed to have already reached the Introductory Level.

"Grandpa was an unflappable veteran in the harsh world, while Sister An had great attention to detail, both of their personalities were well suited for cultivation. However, mom and pa were too distracted by worldly matters to focus on their cultivation."

Chen Fan thought to himself.

However, he was not at all worried by his parents' slow progression. He wouldn't leave the Earth for many years so he had time.

Five days later, just as the Chen family were all on the right track, Chen Fan received a phone call from Yang Qinhu.

"It's time to seek the Fruit of Embryonic Essence."

Chen Fan thought to himself as his eyes glinted.

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Chapter 407: Dark World In Elation

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Even as Chen Fan prepared to meet up with Yang Qinhu, a secret message started to spread among the elites of the Dark World. The message came in the form of a stack of grainy photos.

These were the picture of Fruit of Embryonic Essence that Yang Qinhu obtained from Din Fuhai.

"Heavenly Water of Life? It has to be it! A full pond full of it. It's an unlimited supply of Heavenly Water of Life!"

The elites of the Dark World quickly arrived at the conclusion as soon as they saw the pond of running water in the frigid tundra.

The news had made the Dark World sizzle with excitement.

From Western Europe to North America, from the Balkans to the Baltics, countless organizations and Overlords of the Dark World focused their attention on Siberia, the snow-covered tundra that was an enigma to everyone.

"The biggest bottleneck restricting the number of Extraordinary Ones was the lack of Heavenly Water of Life. With the spring, we can create as many Extraordinary Ones as we want and the entire Dark World would soon be under our control."

One leader of an underground organization slammed the table and announced during a secret meeting.

Although his gusto had won a lot of approval around the table, a few others had chosen to re-examine the situation with a more rational mind. "If we have gotten the message so would other more powerful organizations such as Crimson Wings, Hong Sect, Dragon Hall and Square Tower. Are we going to compete against those Super Overlords at the top of the Dark Roll? Even if we succeeded, could we withstand the ensuing besiegement from the entire Dark World?"

The voice of reason quickly quelled everyone's enthusiasm.

He was right. The news had already gotten out so many Super Overlords would already be on their way to Siberia. Therefore, for most ordinary Extraordinary Ones, It was not worth it to risk their lives just so that they could add more members to the ranks of their organization.

Most mid to small size underground organizations started to think better of their actions, but the superpowers of the Dark World remained unfazed by the challenge.

"We have lost Diamond Buck, Zoro the Thunder King, and Lei Qianjue, we need to secure the spring while we still have four Super Overlords left. Let me lead the Dark Moon to claim the Spring for our sect. With the Heavenly Water of Life, our sect will recover from our losses of three underbosses in just a few years."

A scrawny Chinese man with hair slammed the table and announced with gusto.

He was Hu Zongxiu, the Wind Lord.

There were only two underbosses in the Hong Sect who were of Chinese descent, and he was one of them. He perfected both Martial arts and his awakened power and merged the two to create a combat technique called "Vayu's Blades," which allowed him to summon sharp blades from the tip of his fingers amidst the heat of combat. As an Extraordinary One, his power was no less than a Grandmaster.

"In less than a year, we lost three underbosses. I wager there are going to be many powerful Super Overlords vying for the same thing, perhaps even the top warriors on the Dark Roll would show up as well. Are you sure you can defeat Zeus the Thunder Lord?" Olga smirked. Her hair was the color of burning coal, while her round pupils were two shiny bloody moons.

"Olga, you have escaped Chen Beixuan by kneeling before him and begging. You have lost your right to speak up at the table. So be quiet."

Hu Zongxiu cracked a cold smile and then flung back at her.

"Fuck you!"

Olga slammed the table and rose to her feet. Fire suddenly came up around her body and her eyes turned so red that blood seemed to ooze out of them. She locked her fiery gaze onto Hu Zongxiu as the temperature in the room cranked up instantly.

Capitulating to Chen Fan was the most embarrassing thing she had ever done. She couldn't let Hu Zongxiu rub it in and add insult to injury.

Hu Zongxiu snickered and spread out both arms to summon two deadly wind blades. These Wind blades swirled around his arms, turning them into the deadly forearms of the praying mantis. Hu Zongxiu slightly bent both legs and arched his back like a wild cat ready to pounce on its prey.

"That's enough."

The old man sitting at the head of the table pulled a taut face and said: "Stop it, both of you. We need solidarity during such a trying time!"

Seeing their leader was angry, both Olga and Hu Zongxiu slowly sat down at their seats as their special powers abated.

Although the old man at the head of the table was an ordinary mortal, no one dared to defy his order. His authority was supported by an incredible power that was the foundation of the Hong Sect's dominance over the Dark World. Even if all the underbosses were dead, as long as that incredible power lived on, the Hong Sect would still thrive.

"I approve of Xiuzong's plan. But the Dark Moon had sustained heavy casualties during its fight with White Tiger and Red Sparrow I can only let you take half of its men. Be careful, the Hong Sect can't afford to lose another underboss. Don't make things difficult for me while I report back to the Elder." The old man said solemnly.

"Yes."

Hu Zongxiu, Olga and Romon all replied in unison.

Such meetings carried out in many other organizations of the Dark World. In order to claim the Heavenly Water of Life, they all sent in the best of the best. Those who ranked high enough on the Dark Roll didn't even waste time on preparation as they departed for Siberia right away.

In a few days, Siberia would see a gathering of powerful Overlords all around the world.

All the while, Chen Fan was oblivious to the actions around him.

After the spring festival, he assigned Yu Qin and the Cang Dragon Bodyguards to his parents and grandpa's house and then he took a plane to the Outer Guan Region by himself.

By now, Chen Fan had spent ten days inside the Green Dragon Grand Array, so his body had fully recuperated and energy charged. However, he still couldn't fully recover the Raw Arcane Energy he had consumed during the battle with the Japanese Military. That being said, the damage to the Raw Arcane Energy only had a long term effect and wouldn't hamper his performance during battle.

"Huu! Huu!"

The airplane took off and reached ten thousand meters above the ground.

Chen Fan calculated in his mind.

"It would take grandpa and Sister An at least three years to finish Foundation Establishment level, by then, I should start to teach them some Divine spells. By that time, I should have already reached Divine Sea Level, if not Connate Spirit. I should be powerful enough to protect them even if the entire world turns against me."

Chen Fan thought to himself.

The art he had taught his family was not a fully-fledged Art of Immortal Cultivation. Instead, it was an enhanced version of Internal Force cultivation. It would strengthen Chen Huaian and the other's bodies and reinforce their inner energy, but it wouldn't grant them the ability to use any Dharma Spells or Divine spells. Chen Fan did it to make sure their cultivation foundations were solid and as a fail-safe, in case they were unable to pick up the more advanced arts.

Cultivation, at its core, was the process of breaking the circle of life.

The earth's resources were scarce and couldn't support too many Immortal Cultivators. It wouldn't be too difficult for the Chen Fan's family members to enter Foundation Establishment level using the abundant Spirit Medicine in the valley, but even these Spirit herbs wouldn't support the huge Spirit Qi consumption once they reached the Ethereal Enlightenment and Divine Sea level.

Chen Fan's plan was simple: he would improve his level of attainment first so that he would traverse the universe to seek cultivation resources elsewhere. Then he could relocate his family to those Spirit Lands with abundant resources. He didn't forget about Fang Qiong either, but he wagered that since Fang Qiong was still young, he wouldn't have to worry about her for another decade or so. During that time, she could soak up the rough and tumble of the mortal world, letting it harden her will and soul so that she would be better prepared for the journey of cultivation.

Chen Fan had created a new batch of Jade Talisman for his family and with the protection of Tong Shan and the Cang Dragon unit, Chen Fan was confident that his family should be safe.

Tiger Demon's Physique Refinement Art has the Tiger Demon's Physique Refinement Art, so he was powerful enough to drive off a Grandmaster.

Chen Fan had seen to it that his family was safe before he boarded the plane. He was not sure how long he would be gone. Even after he got the Fruit of Embryonic Essence, he might find a quiet place to cultivate instead of returning home right away since the Fruit of Embryonic Essence couldn't be preserved for too long.

"Sigh... I can teach them all the arts in the world, and shower them with Spirit Qi, but do ma and pa really have what it takes to be Immortal Cultivators?" Chen Fan let out a sigh. Patience and perseverance were the two cornerstones of cultivation. Anyone could reach the Introductory Level, but as they progress further, fewer and fewer people would remain committed. Chen Fan was not sure how far his family could go.

However, even if they could only reach Connate Spirit or Golden Core, they should be able to live up to hundreds if not thousands of years. The thought gave Chen Fan some solace and comfort.

After a while, the plane finally landed on the frozen tarmac of an airport

It was the northmost city of the northernmost province of China. Looking from above, the land was covered by a thick white blanket. On the ground, the streets were decorated with ice sculptures and lights.

Yang Qinhu already had been waiting for Chen Fan outside of the airport.

"Senior Master Chen, welcome."

Yang Qinhu was the biggest tycoon in the Outer Guan Region and he was not afraid of showing off his wealth. A dozen or so brawny men in black suits stood behind him and they were flanked by a row of Mercedes. The group of brawny men bowed and greeted Chen Fan in unison.

"It's kinda weird. I don't like it." Chen Fan furrowed his brows and said slightly.

"Yes, Senior Master Chen." Yang Qinhu waved a hand and dismissed those men in black. After all the men drove away, they were left alone with a couple of bodyguards and a Mercedes-Benz S-650

The bodyguard held the car door for Chen Fan and shut it after Chen Fan was all buckled up.

The Mercedes-Benz then started off quietly toward the outskirts of the frigid city.

"Senior Master Chen Fan, this man was the captain of the expedition team. You can ask him if you have any questions." Yang Qinhu knew what was on Chen Fan's mind so he brought the answer to him straight away.

Across Chen Fan sat a thin man with a stupid and wondering gaze. The man was in rough shape and he definitely had seen better days. The deep wrinkles on his skin where muscles used to be suggested that he had been a fit and healthy man. However, now he was as thin as a skeleton and despite the blasting heat in the car, he was shaking uncontrollably.

"What is your name?" Chen Fan asked in an even voice.

"My name is Wang Baoguo." The question startled the middle-aged man at first, then he answered with a jittering voice.

"Don't be afraid, I'm just going to ask you a few questions." Chen Fan said: "Where did you take the photo of the spring and the tree? Where are the other members of your team? Did you encounter any monsters?"

Chen Fan's calm voice seemed to have steadied Wang Baoguo's mind a little.

He fished out a small silver vodka flask and took a sip, which brought a light color onto his cheeks. He rubbed his hands together and said: "We found it in a valley deep inside of Siberia. We were commissioned by the boss of Fu Hai Group. He wanted to explore new oil fields and mines in Russia because of its cheap cost of operation." Wang Baoguo said.

"Our expedition team had a dozen members, all armed to ward off wild animals such as bears and tigers. The man in charge of security was my vice captain. He was a sharp shooter recently retired from the military. When we found out about the spring, we were ecstatic. We thought we had found the magical spring that can grant us immortality. but..."

Even as he said that a flicker of panic flashed in Wang Baoguo's eyes. His lips trembled as he started shaking again. "As I was saying... we were... we were ecstatic at first. But... there were monsters... they attacked us..."

"What kind of monsters?" Chen Fan pressed on.

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Chapter 408: Heading To Russia

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

"We couldn't see them." Wang Baoguo let out a wry smile.

"The blizzard had blocked our view. It was night as well, so we only saw shadows that moved faster than anything I had ever seen. Every time a dark shadow passed us, one of my men would disappear into the darkness. In the end, the vice-captain had to sacrifice himself so that I could get out of there with those pictures we took."

The memory brought a pained expression on to Wang Baoguo's face. He clenched his fists tightly and pounded his thighs with a great measure of remorse.

"I am a coward. Big Xun had charged at those monsters with a pocket knife while I spun my tail and ran away. I can't... I can't go back. I am so sorry... I am so sorry..."

Seeing Wang Baoguo breaking down into tears, Chen Fan shook his head.

Chen Fan realized that it wasn't the expedition that had taken a toll on his health, it was the unshakable guilt on his conscience.

Yang Qinhu finally broke the silence and put in: "Senior Master Chen, I have talked to Baoguo in detail about the monsters. He told me that although he couldn't make out their shape, he knows they are extremely fast, has a wolf-like howl and they seemed to walk on their hind legs as apes do. He said he also caught a glimpse of their eyes, and they were bloody red."

"Fast, wolf-like call, Ape-like shape, and bloody eyes?"

Chen Fan furrowed his brows and pondered.

It wasn't any beast that he could remember off the top of his head, but he had seen way too many strange beasts to remember all of them. The earth used to be brimming with Spirit Qi and all kinds of wild and unimaginable beasts roamed the land. It was likely that one of those Spirit Beasts had survived the deprivation of Spirit Qi.

"That's not enough information. But it doesn't matter. I can squash any monster."

Chen Fan said lightly

As the reincarnation of a Grand Cultivator on the verge of Tribulation Transcendence, Chen Fan was brimming with conviction and confidence. He had battled countless battles and was never defeated, what did a few puny monsters mean to him?

"That's what I have been waiting to hear!" Yang Qinhu guffawed.

He had long since figured out the exact location where the pictures were taken but didn't want to venture out there fearing the deadly monsters. Although he was a Martial arts Grandmaster, he feared the unknown as much as any ordinary human would. However, Chen Fan was anything but an ordinary human so he was not at all afraid.

However, powerful the monsters were, they would be a far cry from the might of a modern army and F-15 fighter jets.

The two of them found a place to spend the night and headed toward their destination first thing in the morning. Since Yang Qinhu knew where the valley was, he had charted a safe and fast course on a map so that they could pack light and move fast.

They were both powerful martial artists and therefore even the knee-deep snow didn't slow them down. On the other hand, an ordinary human such as Wang Baoguo would at the most make a few dozen miles in a day if he were lucky.

"I have a contact in Russia who will pick us up with a helicopter and drop us off at the city closest to the valley. From there, we will travel on foot again."

Yang Qinhu had a huge influence up north so it wasn't difficult for him to get a forged border pass for Chen Fan. Chen Fan was considered the most powerful man in the Dark World, so it was impossible for him to cross the border without a disguise. If the Rusian government got a whiff of his whereabouts, they might not hesitate to take up extreme measures.

The helicopter ride took them to the City of Yakutsk.

Yakutsk was located in the middle of Northern Siberia and was the coldest city in the world. It was the capital city of the State of Yakutsk had a population of two hundred thousand which consisted mainly of the Yakuts, also known as the Sakha people. The city was entirely built on permafrost and was therefore called the Permafrost City.

"This is as close as we can get to the valley without going on foot. We have to trek a thousand kilometers on the tundra to reach there." Yang Qinhu held out a map and pointed the dotted line on the map.

Even a powerful Grandmaster such as Yang Qinhu couldn't withstand the freezing temperature. He had layered himself with parkas and sweaters.

Unlike Lei Qianjue, he had not yet mastered the Diamond Body and therefore could not live on the frozen tundra with only a thin shirt.

"A few thousand kilometers? How did the expedition team get this far?" Chen Fan asked with furrowed brows.

Yakutsk was tucked deep in the Heartland of Siberia, but the site was even a few kilometers further. This meant that the expedition team would have to venture into the lifeless expanse of Siberia tundra without any source of fresh supplies.

"The expedition team had a dozen local Yakuts guides with snowmobiles. They stumbled upon the valley after they changed course in order to avoid a blizzard. That valley would have already been discovered if it wasn't so well hidden."

Chen Fan nodded.

"Senior Master Chen, should we hire some local guides?" Yang Qinhu hazarded. "The land will be covered by snow and without the knowledge of the land, we wouldn't find the way even if we have our course charted on the map."

"Fine, let's hire some local then." Chen Fan nodded.

"Great!"

Yang Qinhu replied.

He was a powerful Grandmaster with huge influences in the north. He had already talked to one of his friends here and made some arrangements. He led Chen Fan through the streets to find the man called Paul.

Paul happened to live in an opulent mansion that stood out among the modest houses around it.

The mansion was decorated in an interesting and unique style. From the rough-hewn stone mantle of the fireplace, the hard leather sofa covered with furs of some gigantic animal, the dimly lit murals to the impressive trophies hanging on the war—grizzly bears and tigers—everything reminded its visitor the wild and untamed nature of the land.

"Hey, Paul! My dear friend. Long-time no see! You must be bored to death by staying in the middle of nowhere." Yang Qinhu greeted his friend with a solid punch to Paul's chest.

As a Grandmaster, Yang Qinhu's punch packed an impact. However, Paul barely felt it.

Chen Fan glanced at Paul and noticed the Russian man's incredible hulking frame. He had a head of unruly hair and a bushy beard that hid his expression. Although His burly body was ripped, Chen Fan didn't sense any Internal Force inside of him, but there was an unmistakable pulse of energy that came from an Awakened Bloodline, making him as powerful as a tank.

"Senior Master Chen Fan, Paul used to be a top ten mercenary in the Dark world. His nickname is 'War Bear.' He had run into a powerful Overlord on the Dark Roll and this son of a gun was able to escape unharmed. But after that, he retired back home and lived here since then. We knew each other when I was a mercenary myself." Yang Qinhu said. Then he introduced Chen Fan to the big man.

"This is Senior Master Chen Beixuan."

"Beeshang Chung? I have never heard of him." Paul said with a thick Russian accent.

"Tiger, you know how dangerous this god-forsaken place can get so why do you come here? I am retired now, and I don't care about the Dark World anymore. That little guy there, why do you act like a chicken in front of him? What's so special about him?"

Paul grumbled as he gave Chen Fan a glance. Seeing Chen Fan's thin arms and legs, he turned around and started talking to Yang Qinhu.

Paul was a man of physical strength and he would scarcely consider Chen Fan a mighty man.

"Paul, be respectful. The man standing before you is the most powerful man in the Dark World, a living legend, Chen Beixuan!"

Yang Qinhu pulled a solemn face and announced.

"Him? The most powerful man in the Dark World? A living legend?"

Paul rounded his eyes in contempt and gave Chen Fan a derisive glance. He guffawed and then started speaking Russian.

"Since when did Adam let a little China man take his top spot on the Dark Roll?"

Adam was the most powerful Overlord for decades before Chen Fan replaced him recently.

Yang Qinhu thought Chen Fan did not understand Russian so all was well. To his utter surprise, Chen Fan narrowed his eyes and flipped his palm downward to summon a giant azure hand out of thin air. The large palm pressed onto Paul and pinned him to the ground.

"Kacha, Kacha."

The Russian bodyguards who had been standing in the corner quickly trained their guns at Chen Fan.

"Pathetic."

Chen Fan sneered and flicked a finger, sending out a ray of white light. The light traced a circle in the air and severed the gun barrels. The development scared these Russian bodyguards and sent a chill down their spines.

The light could cut through steel, what would it do to their head?

The thought had made the Russians think better of their actions.

Meanwhile, Paul started screaming painfully as he charged up his energy. The muscles on his body burgeoned as if molten iron were being pumped into it. Blue veins streaked across his stretched skin as his enlarged body ripped his shirt open at the seams.

However, try as he might, he couldn't set himself free; the grip of the azure hand was iron.

Chen Fan pressed his hand down and the azure hand also moved in the same direction, pressing into the floor, lodging Paul's body in a depression perfected fitted around his body.

"If not because of Yang Qinhu, I would have already killed you, you stupid Mudak!" Chen Fan sat down on a sofa and helped himself with some vodka as he said in perfect Russian.

After Paul struggled to dislodge himself from the caved-in-floor around him, he grew silent.

"I have already told you not to mess with him. He is the most powerful man in the Dark World, a living legend." Yang Qinhu said with a smirk.

Paul gave Chen Fan a furtive glance, and then murmured to Yang Qinhu: "Is he really that powerful?"

"Just recently, Senior Mater Chen had defeated an entire Brigade and struck down three F-15s. So you tell me if he is strong." Yang Qinhu said almost giddily.

Paul was stunned by the revelation and was rendered speechless. His gaping mouth was big enough to swallow down a Nareznoy Baton

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Chapter 409: Gathering of Dark Overlords

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"Holy moi boch! he can bring down an entire brigade?"

Paul asked stupidly, his mouth still wide open.

As a powerful Overlord of the Dark World, Paul had frequented the battle fields in the Middle East and Northern Africa, so he knew the deadliness of modern military's firepower first hand.

He would think twice even to face against a hundred strong squad much less a fully armed brigade of four thousand strong. Neither could he wrap his mind around Chen Fan's striking down three F-15 fighter jets.

"Do you believe me now?" Yang Qinhu asked with a grin.

Paul nodded vigorously. Russians could be arrogant but they were fiercely loyal once you get to know them. Many of them were battle-hardened warriors who only obey the order of the strongest. Because of their bravado and defiance, they were often called the Warrior Race among netizens in China.

"Paul, we are heading north deep into the tundra to find a valley."

After everyone sat down around the table, Yang Qinhu unfurled a map on the table and said.

"Why are there suddenly so many people who want to go to the Icewolf Valley?" Paul scratched his head and murmured to himself.

"Someone else had asked you about it as well?" Yang Qinhu asked urgently.

"Yes, quite a few of them. Some from Europe, some from America and even a few from the Middle East. They are disguised as tourists, but this old nose can smell the blood on their hands from miles away. Some of them are our old friends." Paul said casually.

Yang Qinhu gave Chen Fan a glance and asked hesitantly.

"Senior Master, it seems that the cat is out of the bag. What should we do?"

"It doesn't matter, the valley is a few kilometers deep, not even a helicopter can get down there. Plus, I doubt they have the exact location of the pond, so they might have to spend a lot of time searching for it. Don't worry, we will be fine." Chen Fan said lightly.

Not only Yang Qinhu nodded at Chen Fan's reassurance, but also Paul.

Chen Fan was the most powerful man in the Dark World, so of course, the other treasure seekers were no match against him.

"We should head out right away, just in case."

Chen Fan rose to his feet.

Although Paul was not going with them, he had offered his help by sending a few guides and a couple of his bodyguards to join their trip. When they finally embarked on their journey to the frozen tundra, their ranks had swelled to a dozen or so.

They headed out of the city in a convoy of snowmobiles. It wasn't long before they reached the barren wasteland. In the beginning, there was a small village every few dozen kilometers, but as they went further north, the sight of small villages became less frequent.

Chen Fan sat on the snowmobile in the passenger seat and cultivated.

He was surprised to find out that Spirit Qi was much more abundant in the lifeless tundra than in the city. The concentration of Spirit Qi on the tundra had reached almost half of the average Qi concentration on other planets. Most of the Spirit Qi here was of ice and water elements which would be good for the spells of the same element but would greatly hinder that of fire and wood element.

"It makes sense now why the Fruit of Embryonic Essence would appear here." Chen Fan thought to himself with his eyes closed.

The Fruit of Embryonic Essence was a superior-grade Spirit Fruit. Chen Fan was quite astonished to find out that it still existed on earth. Once he consumed the Fruit of Embryonic Essence, he would be lifted to the late-stage of Ethereal Enlightenment right away.

Such was the miraculous effect of the Superior-grade Spirit Fruit.

"Senior Master Chen Fan, we have been on the road for more than ten days and had ventured eight hundred kilometers north of where we started. The valley must be near." Yang Qinhu proud of the map unfurled it and said.

"The only place for resting was a small hamlet a hundred kilometer away from us. That's where Wang Baoguo got their supplies. Shall we stop by there to restock our supply and stretch our legs?"

"Oh? There is a hamlet?"

The revelation had caught Chen Fan's attention.

He was able to spot a few villages on the first few days of his journey and by now, he hadn't seen even the slightest human activity for four days. So Chen Fan was taken aback after he heard that there was a settlement this far into the tundra.

"It had been there even when my grandpa was still a babe. They named the settlement 'Snow wolf'" The guide named "Old Man Logan" said in Russian.

"They say that people in that village can commune with the wolf spirit and control wolf packs. The elders told us to stay away from there, saying it's a village filled with demons."

"Snow wolf?"

Chen Fan nodded as he murmured to himself.

Most ancient settlements in the middle of nowhere had some mojo attached to the place, the village of snow wolf must be no exception. Otherwise, no one could have survived in such a harsh environment.

"Let's head straight to the valley, we have no time to waste." Chen Fan decided.

Yang Qinhu nodded.

After Chen Fan was gone, Paul registered that something significant was happening. Why were there so many visitors to the city of Yakutsk of late? Worse, almost all of them reeked with the smell of the Dark World.

"Whatever, it's none of my business. I'll hit the bar and relax a bit." Paul shook his head and sauntered toward the best bar in the town. As soon as he entered the bar, the bartender poured him a cup of his favorite drink: rum and vodka.

Paul upped the cup and drank all of it, even as he was about to order another one, someone else sat down beside him and patted him on the shoulder.

"Dear Paul, it's been a while."

"Who is that?" Paul about-turned and saw a middle-aged redhead with a shrewd look on his face.

Paul's face lit up with surprise. "Firefox! What are you swindler doing here?"

Ryan Park, also known as Firefox was a renowned pedaller of secrets in the underground world. Paul knew the sight of him meant trouble, big trouble. As dictated by the nature of his word, Firefox tends to appear amidst a conflict, touting whatever secrets he knew to both parties.

Lo and behold, Firefox shrugged and said: "Old buddy, I think you are going to get busy. Many people wanted intel on the Icewolf Valley. They offered enough money for you to buy a small island. They are all serious customers with serious businesses."

"Humph! Yakutsk is my turf, even if the captain of the Crimson Wings comes to knock on my door, I still wouldn't give a damn." Paul poured the contents of the second cup down his throat and said proudly.

Crimson Wings was a mercenary group in western Europe and the second most powerful in the world. It's captain Karl was number thirteen on the Dark Roll.

Firefox gave him a dim smile and kept his silence.

Then, Paul watched in uttermost disbelief as a tall slender British man in a black snow speckled peacoat walked into the bar. The man's red eyes were two burning coals in the dark night.

"Karl of the Crimson Wings?"

Paul jumped out of his stool, two cups of vodka had made him feel thirsty.

His astonishment didn't stop there as more people filed into the bar. Paul didn't know all of them, but he had recognized a few leaders of powerful organizations in the Dark World. Each one of them were a formidable force to be reckoned with.

"Glansit from the God Balde?"

"Lady Catelyn from the Blizzard Witch?"

"The Hong Sect's Underboss Hu Zongxiu?"

"Lahar the Demon Elephant from the mercenary band Diablo?"

"Dark Titan?"

The intimidating sight of these strangers scared the local pub-goers. They paid up their tab and left the bar, leaving Paul alone with these powerful men and women of the Dark World.

"Holy moi boch! these men and women represented at least eight organizations and five of them are on the Dark Roll."

Paul was stunned.

The Dark Roll has twenty spots, so excluding the top three and Chen Fan, nearly half of the Dark Roll had assembled here.

"What is going on? Why did so many Overlords suddenly come to this forgotten place on earth."

Paul was shaken to the core. There were over twenty Grandmasters in this room right at this very moment. All the Grandmasters in China might only add up to that number.

Nearly half of the Super Overlords in Europe were here.

What surprised Paul the most was the expectant look on these Overlords faces. It was as if they were waiting for someone even more powerful to arrive.

"The only ones who could make these mighty figure wait so patiently were—"

Paul felt his heart skipped a beat as he saw something incredible.

An old man pushed open the door and walked into the bar. His hair was messy and unkempt and his eyes were dull and lifeless. He could be mistaken for any drunken old man in the Russian streets if not for the flashes of sparks that can be seen from time to time above his head.

Paul nearly fainted when he recognized him.

"Zeus the Thunder Lord!"

He used to be number three on the Dark Roll and currently was sitting at the fourth spot. He was one of the very few who had escaped a US military's raid. He was considered the most destructive man on this planet.

Little did Paul know that there was more shocking development behind that door.

A man appeared behind the old man. He was wearing a funny black top hat and an over the top monocle. His movement and style of clothing had such a theatrical and performative quality to it that it made him look like a stage magician. Paul shouted incredulously under his breath: "The Fool!"

He ranked second on the Dark Roll and was a Grand Magus of the Magus Poison Sect. He was well versed in all types of curse sorceries or arts of the Onmyoji. Therefore he was considered the most powerful Spellcaster alive.

Paul had thought that the Fool was the last one, but there was another. When the brawny War Bear recognized the last visitor, he nearly collapsed out of fear.

It was a young jovial man with blond hair. However, Paul knew the terrifying power hidden underneath that cordial facade.

"Adam!"

He was the former number one on the Dark Roll.

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Chapter 410: We Have Finally Met

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

The son of the god Adam, the Fool and Zeus the Thunder Lord.

The former Three Lords of the Underground World had gathered together. Adding in the other five members of the Dark Roll, over half of the warriors listed on the Dark Roll were here.

Paul licked his parched lips and felt his legs trembling.

"What do you know, my friend. I told you so." Firefox patted Paul's shoulder.

Paul nodded mechanically.

These figures were not just powerful, they could change the world.

Zeus the Thunder Lord had killed an American General while he was in the Philippines, and had always been on the American's most wanted list. Since then, he had never made a public appearance until now.

The Fool had the highest bounty among all of his peers. He was on the wanted list for over a hundred and seventy countries and the total sum of his bounty added up to twenty billion US dollars. Yet, he was still alive and well. It was nearly impossible to bring the Grand Magus to heel.

Adam, the so-called Son of God was regarded as the most powerful man in the Dark World a decade ago. He had been the most powerful man who was not an Immortal Level Overlord. He was an Extraordinary One, and rumor had it that even Immortal Level Overlord was extremely impressed by his Super Power. However, they conceded that his over the top power had also hindered his cultivation toward the higher level of attainment.

Why would so many powerful Overlords flock to this bar in the middle of nowhere?

"War Bear Paul, I have seen your name on the list of Mercenary before. Do you happen to know how to get to the Icewolf Valley?" Adam walked over to Paul and asked. He snapped a finger to bring the barterer's mind out of his stupor and asked for a cup of white wine.

"Sir, may I ask your purpose at the Icewolf Valley?" Paul lowered his head and asked quietly.

"The entire Dark World now knows that there is a spring of Heavenly Water of Life at the Icewolf Valley. Do you know how big the spring it is?" Adam spread his arms and said: "About the size of a basketball court. How much Heavenly Water of Life do you think is there? Two tons, or maybe ten tons?"

"Organizations in the Dark World would wage a war with each other for a few kilograms of the Heavenly Water of Life. The fact that there are literally tons of it out there, is going to drive the entire Dark World nuts until someone gets their hands on it." Adam said with a warm smile.

However, Paul felt a chill down his spine.

As a former member of the Underground World, he knew the significance of the Heavenly Water of Life. They were ten times more expensive per unit weight than even diamonds.

"Damn! Those two Chinese are going after the Heavenly Water of Life as well!"

Paul cursed under his breath.

"I have heard two of your Chinese friends had headed that way as well?"

"So now, can you please tell us the way to the Icewolf Valley?" Adam gave Paul a friendly smile, but there was a fire starting to burn in his eyes.

"Yes, yes... One of them is Yang Qinhu." Paul lowered his head and answered obsequiously.

"Yang Qinhu? I have heard of him before. An Overlord in China, is he?" Adam nodded derisively, letting contempt surface on his face. He then continued: "Our friend from China is clearing the way for us."

Adam said jokingly while the rest of the Overlords laughed with him.

Yang Qinhu was of no concern before the combined might of so many westerns Super Overlords.

Adam nodded and didn't press on, thinking Paul wouldn't dare to withhold any information from him in his frightened state. However, little did he know that the seemingly simple-minded Russian Bear was as cunning as a fox. He thought to himself.

"I wonder how Chen Beixuan would fare in a fight with Adam and the others?"

"I hope they both die out there!"

Ten days later, Chen Fan and his team finally arrived at the valley.

"The elders call it the Warg Valley, and they claimed to have seen Wolf Gods in there." Old Man Logan looked fearfully at the valley.

Chen Fan looked into the distance and saw the entrance of the valley was shaped like the gaping mouth of a hungry wolf. The lay of the land and the mountain around it resembled a giant wolf in its slumber.

"Those are mere superstitions, let's head there now." Yang Qinhu grunted and then led the way.

He was a man of reason and didn't believe those legends and mythical tales.

Chen Fan trailed behind Yang Qihu while he scanned his surroundings carefully and cautiously. There was a nagging sense of danger in Chen Fan's mind as if something terrifying was lurking behind the otherwise ordinary scene.

Chen Fan would press onward regardless of what kind of danger laid ahead. He simply couldn't pass up the opportunity of gaining a Fruit of Embryonic Essence.

As soon as everyone entered the valley, they felt they walked into a different place.

Despite the biting wind and heavy snow outside the valley, in here, the temperature was as mild as that of the Jiang Nan Province. There were plants and flowers everywhere. In the middle of the valley was a pond of steaming and gurgling water. The water vapor drifted upward and lingered around the waist of the mountains surrounding the valley. Behind the spring water was a small three about a meter in height.

"Heavenly Spring of Life?"

Yang Qinhu's eyes were glued to the pond of running water.

He darted toward the spring, already forgetting about the monsters mentioned by Wang Baoguo. When he arrived at the edge of the well, he scooped some of the water out by hand and started drinking it.

"Senior Master Chen, this is indeed Heavenly Water of Life!"

Yang Qinhu was elated, he about-turned and then shouted at Chen Fan

"OK."

Chen Fan replied, but his focus was on the red fruit of a small tree behind the spring.

"Fruit of Embryonic Essence, I finally found it!"

Chen Fan held back his roiling expectation and walked over to the tree. After careful examination, he confirmed that the fruit was indeed the Fruit of Embryonic Essence. A smile finally appeared on his face.

However, at the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a disheartened Yang Qinhu who came over to him.

"Senior Master Chen, the Spring Water evaporated as soon as I move it away from the spring."

Yang Qinhu said as he held out a handful of spring water. Just like he said, the water was turning into thin wisps of mist even as they spoke.

"That's normal for Spirit Water. They were formed by Spirit Qi and as soon as they left the source of Spirit Qi, they will lose their solidity very quickly. It's kinda like adding salt into water, they will just get dissolved." Chen Fan replied matter-of-factly.

"Then what should we do?" Yang Qinhu asked helplessly.

"You can either use a jade container to prolong its effectiveness for a short while, or you can stay here and cultivate." Chen Fan shrugged.

Chen Fan didn't tell Yang Qinhu the third method: the Spirit Water would remain intact if he kept them in his Dimension Altering Dharma Treasure.

The Spring was not huge in size, but it contained at least ten tons of spirit water. Yang Qinhu would not have enough Jade Bottles to bottle all of them up. Even if he has that many bottles, how would he ship them here to the middle of nowhere?

He gritted his teeth and decided to remain in the valley to cultivate. Already, he felt his internal force had strengthened significantly after taking one sip of the water.

Chen Fan didn't care what he did, his attention was on the tree.

"It seemed that the Fruit of Embryonic Essence wouldn't be ready for another thirty years. I can use Yi Wood Spirit Qi, and Vitality Serum boots its growth and reduce the time it will take to maturity to thirty days."

Chen Fan thought as he rubbed his chin.

Waiting for thirty days in the middle of nowhere was a small price to pay for the Fruit of Embryonic Essence. The strong Spirit Qi made it a perfect place for cultivation anyways.

With that thought in mind, Chen Fan started his art and infused the tree with Yi Wood Spirit Qi. Then he fished out a supreme-grade Jade from his pocket and cast a Dharma Array around the tree.

Since both Yang Qinhu and Chen Fan had decided to remain in the valley, the guides and the bodyguards started to pitch the tents and get ready for the night. They had brought with them ample supplies that should last them a month in this temperate climate.

Chen Fan had also cast a Dharma Array at the entrance of the valley to warn them of any intruders.

After Chen Fan had done all that, he sat under the tree and started cultivating. His Raw Arcane Energy was still damaged so he wouldn't enter late-stage of the Ethereal Enlightenment level just yet, but the abundant Spirit Qi should help him reach the mid-stage of Ethereal Enlightenment.

One day, two days, three...

Chen Fan was worried at first about the monsters so he would draw his mind out of his cultivation from time to time to check on his surroundings. But the monster never came. After a while, he didn't bother with the checking anymore and became fully engrossed in his cultivation.

There were so many Spirit Qi here that its concentration was ten times greater than that in the Green Dragon Grand Array. Chen Fan opened every pore on his body to absorb as many Spirit Qi as possible. An azure whirlwind suddenly appeared on top of the pond, drawing the Spirit Qi into its funnel and challenged it into Chen Fan's body. As the True Essence charged up slowly inside of Chen Fan's body, he progressed toward the late-stage of Ethereal Enlightenment slowly but surely.

Although Yang Qinhu wished that he could absorb the Spirit Qi in the air with the same speed as Chen Fan did, all he could do was take a sip of the spring water from time to time. Despite his crude and simple method, his level of attainment also improved by leaps and bounds.

Chen Fan's rate of improvement was much faster than Yang Qinhu. The amount of Spirit Qi he absorbed was more than what Yang Qinhu could get in a month.

Day eight... nine... ten...

On the tenth day, Chen Fan suddenly heard a large explosion.

He opened his eyes and looked to the entrance. The Dharma Array he had placed there was gone and a group of strange-looking men and women barged into the valley.

These intruders were ecstatic once they saw the Spirit Water. They shouted in all kinds of languages.

"Heavenly Spring of Life! It's real!"

"Oh, my lord! This is enough to awaken countless extraordinary ones."

"Damn you! This is all mine. MINE I said!"

These intruders completely ignored Chen Fan and Yang Qinhu and fixed their eyes on the spring.

By now, Yang Qinhu also heard the commotion. He walked over to Chen Fan with a heavy expression on his face.

"Who are they?" Chen Fan narrowed his eyes. He could sense powerful energy in these men and women. Of all the strangers, Chen Fan noticed three of them possessed incredible power as great as Takemiya Hiro, if not more.

"These are the Overlords of the Dark World. " Yang Qinhu said with a gloomy expression.

Even as Yang Qinhu was going to say more, a man had charged towards them, shouting: "You yellow monkey! Fuck off! The spring belongs to the western Dark World."

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Chapter 411: What Comes After The Darkness

Even as the group of Overlords rushed into the valley, the Three Lords of the Dark World were still slowly making their way toward the entrance, soaking in every inch of this magical land.

"This valley and the hamlet called Snow Wolf reminded me of a legend."

Adam said as he walked slowly.

The Three Lords of the Underground World were so relaxed that it was as if they were taking a stroll in the park.

Adam hitched his thumbs on his belt, looked here and there with levity. The Fool walked confidently and carried a smirk on his face. Zeus's wide strides carried so much conviction and weight that the earth moaned after every one of his steps. So convinced that they would have the lion's share of the spring water, The Three Lords of the Underground World weren't in any hurry to get in.

Such was the confidence of the most powerful Overlords in the world!

"What legend?"

Zeus asked in a husky voice.

"Rumor had it that the Russian soldiers found an ancient village in the sixties at the height of the cold war. The villagers could purportedly transform into a humanoid monster with red eyes. They are as fast as a jaguar and as ferocious as a saber tooth. They were covered with thick and impenetrable fur that was extremely powerful. Like a werewolf." Adam said lightly.

"Werewolf and Vampires were ancient legends. Even if they had existed at some point in history, they are long gone now."

The Fool tapped the ground with his cane as his eyes lit up by wisdom.

The Grand Magus of the Magus Poison Sect was a well-learned know-it-all. He had read many ancient scrolls, some even contained forbidden knowledge. All history of the world, bright or dark, was inside of his mind.

"And then?" Zeus asked impatiently.

"Then the USSR dispatched army divisions that they had stationed in the far east to raid the village. However once these villagers turned into monsters, they were as powerful as Mixed Martial Arts Master. One particular monster was over three meters tall and was powerful enough to shred a tank into pieces with its bare hands. It's hide was so tough that not even cannon fire could harm him. In the end, the battle was a catastrophic defeat for the USSR and they had to leave the village alone."

Adam said. His voice was even and unperturbed by the disturbing details.

Neither The Fool nor Zeus was fazed by the revelation.

An army division of the USSR has about ten thousand soldiers. The USSR military was in its prime during the seventies. Each division was equipped with hundreds of tanks. Even The Three Lords of the Underground World would have to think twice before butting heads against such an army. However, the fact that they failed to bring the village into submission spoke loudly of the power of the monsters.

"The most powerful monster you spoke of, it has to be of Immortal Level to be able to ward off the attack of USSR, don't you think?" The Fool adjusted his monocle and said after pondered a while.

"What happened next?" Zeus cut to the chase and asked directly.

"Next?" Adam's lips curled into a smirk. "The USSR was mad, very mad. So they dumped a nuclear bomb over the village, hoping to completely wipe out the village and the monsters."

Adam's words finally had an impact on his listeners.

Both The Fool and Zeus pulled a taut face, even Adam looked gloomy.

They were talking about the nuclear weapons!

It was not something that they should treat lightly.

Being only half a step away from the Immortal State, they were the embodiment of power on earth. One of them could count as an Immortal State warrior even now. However, the more powerful they were, the more they feared nuclear weapons.

The Three Lords of the Underground World had lived through the cold war. During the peak of the USSR's rein, it had over six million servicing members in its army, hundreds of divisions, fifty thousand tanks and thousands of aircraft. On top of that, they boasted a whopping forty thousand nuclear warheads.

Even Adam had to shrivel up in the Underground World while the might of the USSR was at its peak. Adam didn't come out of hiding until the collapse of the USSR in the 90s. However, there was another superpower in the world: the United States of America. Even now, there were eleven American aircraft carrier fleets traversing in the seven oceans of the world, thousands of fighter jets boomed in the sky across the globe. American military stations, a hundred eighty in total, spread all over different continents. They were the police, the bully, the real superpower of the world.

"Those old curmudgeons had hidden behind the scenes, using us to distract the attention of the Americans. But they can not make people forget what they have done. Even now, records of their deeds were kept in the vault of CIA and KGB. The leaders of those super nations wouldn't forget about them."

Adam cracked a cold smile.

"Those Immortal Level Overlords have been hiding for six decades, and even the Americans seemed to have forgotten about them. But Chen Beixuan had once again exposed the power of the Immortal Level Overlords into broad daylight. He defeated an entire brigade and destroyed airplanes." The Fool fiddled with the tip of his cane as he said mockingly.

"I have a feeling that those Curmudgeons are not going to like Chen Beixuan too much."

Adam also let out a knowing smile.

Their powers had given them a vantage point to see through the comfortable lies that ordinary people lived in. They saw only truth, however ugly it was.

Sixty years should have been enough time for even the most poignant idea to fade from memory.

And just so, most people had already forgotten about the Immortal State warriors. Even the American government were lulled into a false sense of security. Everyone willingly believed that people such as Zeus the Thunder Lord were the most powerful men and women in the world and even they were no match against the might of a modern military.

However, Chen Fan had completely shattered the bubble the world was currently in.

He had killed Takemiya Hiro, and defeated four Demon Gods, and a four thousand strong brigade. His killing blow with the flying sword had struck down the epitome of modern military technology: F-15 fighter jets. The world had finally awakened to the ancient threat that they seemed to have forgotten.

Although the Japan Self-Defense Forces was not a fully-fledged military and F-15 was a watered-down version of that used in the US air force, their defeat was a loud and clear wake-up call for all the nations around the world. They looked to Chen Fan and examined him not as a singular threat, but the possible revival of Immortal Level Overlords.

"If I were them, I would kill Chen Beixuan right now." Zeus murmured to himself, "When I was on the run from the Americans, I scarcely dared to show off too much of my power, fearing that I will further provoke them. However, Chen Beixuan blatantly defeated an entire army and broke their toys. It was the same as slapping the United States of America in the face."

"But at least that event proved that Chen Beixuan was indeed an Immortal Level Overlord and deserves our respect." The Fool finally said.

Adam and Zeus both smiled agreeably.

However, respect, not fear, was all Chen Fan would get out of these Three Lords of the Underground World. The Three Lords of the Underground World had presided over the world undefeated for too long to be afraid of anything or anyone on this planet.

Suddenly, they heard a cacophony of curses and scuffling come in from inside the valley and were caught by surprise.

What was going on in there?

Even as the man charged toward Yang Qinhu with racist remarks, Yang Qinhu pulled a taut face and punched back while taking a step forward.

"Courting Death!"

As the powerful Overlord listed on the Heaven roll, Yang Qinhu had reached the Early-stage of the Transcendent State. After consuming the Spirit Water for ten days, his body was brimming with energy. His fist roared in the air like a hungry tiger as Fist Qi poured out from within and swept through the valley.

The energy formed a gust that scoured the ground, leaving countless marks.

The Fist Qi was so belligerent that it would have shaken any ordinary martial artist to the core. However, those overlords who had made it to the valley were anything but ordinary.

The man who charged at Yang Qinhu was called Damon the War Elephant. He was a Tank Class Extraordinary One who stood over two meters tall. Despite the extreme temperature, he was half-naked, revealing his rock hard muscles. His level of attainment in Physique Refinement was no less than that of Buck the Diamond.

Seeing Yang Qinhu's counter-attack, Damon let out a mocking smirk.

He didn't choose to dodge the attack, instead, he let Yang Qinhu's attack land on his chest and then planned to hug lock him in his arms and squeeze Yang Qinhu to death.

Damon had destroyed a small vehicle using this technique.

"Shit."

Yang Qinhu really lived up to his reputation as a Grandmaster. As soon as his fist landed on Damon's chest, he realized that something was amiss. His punch was powerful enough to sever a large tree into half but it wasn't even able to make a dent on Damon's flesh.

He changed his tactic right away and stabbed the ground with the tip of his toe. Suddenly, Yang Qinhu flew up into the air and back, evading Damon's killing blow gracefully.

"Damn! How come this guy can withstand my punch?"

Yang Qinhu lamented in his mind.

Before he could find an answer, Damon was already coming after him like an enraged elephant. Hearing the fast-approaching heavy foot stops, Yang Qinhu was forced to turn around to face Damon.

However heavy his punch was, it rarely had any effect on Damon. However, Damon's large lumbering frame moved much slower than Yang Qinhu. The fight entered a deadlock with no side having any decisive advantages.

However, a dozen or so Overlords of the Dark world closed in, each with a conniving smirk on their face.

The sight of more opponents made Yang Qinhu's heart suddenly sink to the bottom.

Damon's only strength was his Physical condition and he was probably the weakest among his peers. He was not nearly as threatening as some of the other Overlords. Karl, The Crimson Wings for example, his technique called Fire Wings could strike down a fighter jet. Damon's thick hide and brute force simply couldn't compare.

"Where did these Overlords came from? All of them are stronger than me." Yang Qinhu felt a pang of desperation. He looked to Chen Fan for help.

Chen Beixuan was his only hope of getting out of the valley alive.

Chen Fan was considered the most powerful man in the Dark World, so he should be able to handle these Overlords, couldn't he?

Yang Qinhu was not entirely confident in Chen Fan's victory. After all, there were over twenty Grandmaster level super overlords here, not to mention those who were on the Dark Roll. It would be a much bigger challenge for Chen Fan than his last run-in with the Dark World, fighting against the team of assassins led by Theseus.

A black woman with a soft and flexible body took a step forward and gazed at Chen Fan as a predator would to her prey. She flashed her long two-pronged tongue out of her mouth and said:

"Here is another Chinese, let me have him."

"Black Widow, don't choke on his bones."

The rest of the Overlords guffawed. Damon had kept Yang Qinhu occupied, so no one had thought that this ordinary-looking young man in a black sweater with a baggy hoodie would escape the deadly clutches of the Black Widow.

Finally, Chen Fan slowly reached out his arm.

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Chapter 412: Whoever Crosses This Line Will Die

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Black Widow was an Overlord from Northern Africa.

Her body was covered in ominous-looking marks that resembled the scales of a snake. Her face was also inked with eerie-looking tattoos that extended all the way to her shiny bald scalp, adding on to the long split tongue, she just like an alien but also mesmerizing looking snake humanoid.

Despite her sexually charged bestial appearance, none of the Dark Overlords dared to lay a lewd gaze on her.

Rumor had it that an African witch doctor had infused the soul of many poisonous beings with her life force, granting her many special abilities. Her body became flexible as a poisonous snake, she gained the ability to climb up walls and walk on water as spiders would, and even her teeth and lips were as poisonous as a scorpion's barb. Therefore people started to call her the "Black Widow."

The black beauty slowly walked over to Chen Fan. She swayed her hips left and right as if she was performing a slow belly dancing. Her green eyes fixed on Chen Fan like a cold-blooded predator.

Chen Fan didn't use his real appearance in order to avoid the Rusian government's detention. The flurry of snow and his hoodie also helped to hide his identity. Therefore, Black Widow had never thought that this seemingly young and frail Chinese teenager was Chen Beixuan.

"Little guy, come here, come to me. Let me show you real pleasure."

Black Widow slithered out her tongue and let out a crazy smile.

Chen Fan responded to her by sending out a wave of sharp Qi Energy at her.

Black Widow's face suddenly changed color as she jumped up a dozen meters high and landed a thirty meters away from where she was. She looked around for any sign of damage and realized that Chen Fan's attack wasn't aimed at her.

The attack had landed on the ground and created a line that separated Chen Fan, the Spirit Spring and the tree with the other Dark Overlords.

"What is the meaning of this?"

Chen Fan's power had caught everyone by surprise. They could tell that the young man had reached at least Semi transcendent State.

"Don't cross this line, or else, die."

Chen Fan said lightly and then sat down to start cultivating again.

He sat down beside the spring and most of his face was concealed behind the baggy hoodie. He sat there so motionless that he looked like a statue.

The Dark Overlords no longer provoked Chen Fan, instead, they looked at Black Widow and waited for her reaction.

This was as much a test for the young man as it was for Black Widow. The Dark World was a dog-eat-dog world so Black Widow could not show any sign of weakness. If she was scared by the teenager's threat, her peers might deem her unworthy of gaining any portion of the Heavenly Water of Life.

Black Widow had been angry with herself for her overreaction, and her peers' doubtful looks only rubbed salt into the injury. She pulled a taut face and looked at Chen Fan with a scowl, her red tongue slithered in and out of her mouth agitatedly.

"Tsk, tsk... little guy, how dare you threaten me."

"Let's see if you are still so arrogant when I slit your throat and drink your blood!"

She said venomously as she walked toward that line on the ground.

One step, two steps, three... under everyone's expectant eyes, one of Black Widow's long fit legs crossed the line. Even as she curled her lips into a smile, Chen Fan pointed a finger at her.

"Bang!"

A blaring noise came up in the Void Dimension and a white Black Widow shot out from the tip of Chen Fan's finger. The energy covered the ten-meter distance in a blink and before Black Widow realized what was going on, the Black Qi had already landed on her.

"Arrrr!"

The apparitions of three strange creatures appeared above Black Widow as she let out a painful cry: a large viper, a six-eyed spider, and a scorpion. The white energy pierced through all three apparitions and then bore down onto Black Widow, through her skull and out, trailing behind a gush of blood.

The famous enchantress of the Dark World was killed by Chen Fan with a flick of a finger. Everything happened so fast that Black Widow had no idea what had happened.

"BaaDa!"

Black Widow's body thudded back onto the ground.

A deadly silence fell over the valley, even Damon and Yang Qinhu stopped fighting. Damon walked back to his peers and Yang Qinhu retreated to the spring. The Dark Overlords looked to Chen Fan with a mix of fear and hatred.

Black Widow was the weakest among all the Dark Overlords.

However, to be able to kill Black Widow with one flick of a finger meant the young man must be listed on the Dark Roll.

"Who are you? Hua Yunfeng? Lin Family member? Ye Nantian? Or are you one of those four freaks from the Special Case Departments?" Karl the Crimson Wings narrowed his eyes and asked with a scowl as a red fire start to burn in his eyes.

Chen Fan kept his silence, and slowly closed his eyes to focus on his cultivation.

The group of Dark Overlords stood far behind the line Chen Fan drew on the ground, hesitant to act.

Although they believed that if they joined forces, they could easily do away with this young man, no one had that much faith in the loose alliance barely held together by greed. When hell breaks loose, it was every man for himself. Deep down, they wished for the death of their temporary allies so that they would gain more Heanly Spring of Life in the end.

After a while, Demon Elephant, Lahore took a step forward and announced with a heavy nasal voice.

"I don't care who you are if you stop me, you die!"

After he said that, the leader of the Diablo Mercenary Band who ranked number fifteen on the Dark Roll walked over to Chen Fan in large strides.

Lahore was also known as Demon Elephant.

He was an heir of a high caste Brahmin family. He stood two meters tall and his body was ripped. What made him so powerful was an ancient secret art practiced among the Brahmin families. Once he had mastered the art, he would be as powerful as an elephant god, Ganesha. Even now, Lahore's strength was beyond anyone's imagination. He could easily tear a rhino into half. When he was engaged, he would wreak havoc like a deranged Elephant.

Lahore walked over to Chen Fan under everyone's cautious and curious eyes. Even Yang Qinhu looked to Chen Fan, wondering what Chen Fan would do.

"BaaDa!"

Lahore finally crossed the line on the ground.

Chen Fan suddenly opened up her eyes and attacked without hesitation.

This time, he didn't flick his finger, instead, he reached out his smooth-skinned palm

His fingers were long and thin, looked almost feminine. It was suffused with an azure glow, making the hand looked as if it were chiseled out of a piece of jade. Chen Fan turned his palm down and as a blaring noise came up in the air. It was as if a mighty god had lifted a mountain and slammed it on the ground. Then came a loud and deep rumbling, like that of two mountains grinding each other.

"Boom!"

A four-meter long palm made out of azure light suddenly appeared in the sky and slammed down onto Lahore. Even Lahore's giant frame seemed small in comparison with the size of the palm.

"Fuck off!"

Lahore shouted and punched at the light in the shape of a palm.

However, his unrelenting strength had only made the palm flicker a little without even slowing it down a little.

Lahore snarled in disbelief. He stomped the ground, letting his body expand even bigger. The hard muscles on his body burgeoned up as if molten iron were being pumped into it. In a blink, the Overlord had become a three-meters tall monster. He raised both hands above his head to stop the palm from coming down on him.

However, under everyone's shocked eyes, Chen Fan's palm kept on pressing down without any difficulties. Lahore shouted and doubled down his defense by start consuming his Aether Blood. However, even that secret art of Aether Blood failed to halt Chen Fan's attack. The giant palm crushed down onto him, and after a series of bond crunching noise, the bottom of the palm was pressed tight against the ground. Lahore was nowhere to be seen. It wasn't until the light-palm faded away, did everyone see what was left of Lahore.

He killed an overlord on Dark Roll?

"Tsk..."

Everyone gasped and was speechless by the turn of events.

No one spoke a word and Karl's face suddenly paled.

"He is Chen Beixuan!"

Someone finally pointed out what the development showed them.

By now, everyone in the valley knew who Chen Fan really was. Not even Ye Nantian or Azure dragon could kill a powerful Overlord on the Dark Roll with such ease, only the most powerful man on earth, Chen Beixuan could pull it off.

Although Chen Fan had donned a disguise, the Dark Overlords can still distinguish him by his incredible power. There was no one else in China who could be so powerful. Neither were they surprised to see a different face of Chen Fan since they knew it was easy for Overlords to change their appearances.

"Indeed. He is Master Chen." Yang Qinhu felt relieved after seeing the fearful faces. He folded his arms and said with a smirk."This place belongs to us now, bugger off!"

No one dared to say a word.

Many Dark Overlords were riled up by Yang Qinhu's remark, but the sight of the young man suddenly quelled their anger quickly. After Chen Fan's victory over the Japan Self-Defense Forces, he was regarded as the only Immortal Level Overlord by the Dark World.

Let it be Karl the Crimson Wings or the Dark Titan, everyone was afraid of Chen Fan, reluctant to ruffle his feathers. However, some overlords still wondered if they would bring Chen Fan to submission by joining forces.

"What should we do?"

Someone asked under his breath.

These dark lords were on the edge of a dilemma. They wanted to fight back but feared for their lives; they wanted to retreat, but the temptation was too great. Plus, if they backed away because of Chen Fan's threat, the entire Western Dark World would lose face.

"Don't worry, the big guys haven't arrived yet."

Karl gathered himself and said.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Just so!

Why should they be afraid of Chen Fan while they have the support of three real formidable forces?

The Three Lords of the Underground World had presided over the Dark World for decades, and everyone thought that their power should be at least on par with that of Chen Beixuan.

Some people turned around from time to time to glance at the valley entrance expectantly.

It wasn't long before the Three Lords of the Underground World showed up.

The first one showed up was a drunken old man with a flask, followed by a stage magician, and a handsome young man with blond hair brought up the rear.

They were Adam, The Fool and Zeus.

Yang Qinhu panicked when he saw the three of them. The smirk on his face suddenly evaporated.

"Impossible!"

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Chapter 413: Attack Again

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

"Why are they here?"

The smirk on Yang Qinhu's suddenly evaporated as he asked himself in a dry voice.

The Three Lords of the Underground World had been the most powerful trio in the Dark World for decades, so Yang Qinhu recognized them very quickly. The sight of the deadly trio had given Yang Qinhu a pang of despair.

The Son of God, Adam!

The Fool!

Zeus the Thunder Lord!

All Three Lords of the Underground World had joined forces. Chen Fan had fought with Takemiya Hiro who was as powerful as Zeus, but now he not only had to deal with Zeus but also the other two warriors who were even more powerful. Worse, the threat of the twenty or so Dark World Overlords was still there.

Such a formidable opponent might even be a headache for an Immortal State Warrior.

"Will Senior Master Chen be Ok?"

Yang Qinhu gave Chen Fan a glance and asked in his mind.

However powerful Chen Fan was, he was fighting by himself and would be stretched pretty thin while dealing with The Three Lords of the Underground World on top of the twenty Dark Overlords.

"Chen Beixuan!"

Adam and his peers were all taken aback by the sight of the young man. They were just talking about him before they enter the valley and had never thought that they would see him so soon.

Although Chen Fan's face looked different than the face of Chen Beixuan that they knew, the fact that the young man could hold off more than a dozen Dark Overlords and killed Lahore spoke loudly of his identity.

"Chen Beixuan, we do not wish to fight with you for the Heavenly Spring of Life. You are the most powerful man here, so you can claim the biggest share." The Fool waved his walking-cane at Chen Beixuan and said loudly.

Although Chen Fan was recognized as an Immortal Level Overlord, The Three Lords of the Underground World merely respected him but did not fear him. The Fool was confident that the combined might of all Dark Overlords in the valley, including The Three Lords of the Underground World, should be enough to bring Chen Fan to heels.

"Don't cross the line, or else you will die."

Chen Fan opened his eyes and repeated.

The Fool pulled a taut face grew quiet. Zeus put in with a booming voice: "Chen Beixuan! You are fighting a losing war. Do you expect to ward off all twenty of us?"

"Don't waste your breath, kill him."

Adam's face hardened as a golden light gleamed in his eyes.

"Fine, today, the three of us will teach the world how to kill an Immortal."

The Fool knocked on the ground with the tip of his cane and laughed out loud.

There were ten tons of Heavenly Spring of Life, enough to create an entire army of Extraordinary Ones; the prize was too great to pass up. At the most, they would let Chen Fan have a share of the profit, but they wouldn't let Chen Fan claim all of it.

Chen Fan's action had reached their bottom lines.

Let it be Adam or the entire western world, they would not allow someone from China to claim all the Heanly Spring of Life, particularly if the man representing China was Chen Fan. He was already extremely powerful, and the Heavenly Spring of Life would make him almost god-like.

"Are we really going to fight them?"

Yang Qinhu's heart sank to the bottom as his blood turn cold and froze in his hands and feet.

Chen Fan was going to challenge the entire Dark World all by himself. Nearly half of the Western Dark World had gathered here. If Chen Fan could emerge as the victor, he would dominate the Dark World for the rest of his life!

Seeing The Three Lords of the Underground World had made up their mind, Karl and the others also let out a smile of relief.

With the help of the Three Lords of the Underground World, they would see to it that Chen Fan's life would end today.

"Chen Beixuan is such an arrogant fool. Does he think that he could challenge the entire Dark World because he can defeat an army? Humph! If all of us joined forces, we can even crush a division of the American army, much less a Japanese brigade." Dark Titan crossed his arms and put in.

The Overlords either looked to Chen Fan derisively or shook their heads to lament Chen Fan's impending doom.

Even an immortal level overlord was not invincible.

Once the three lords of the underground world joined forces, they would easily do away with an Immortal State warrior.

"Let me test him first."

Zeus grumbled. He threw the silver flask to the side and started walking toward Chen Fan in wide and powerful strides.

Chen Fan also slowly rose to his feet.

The energy emanated from the three lords of the underground world revealed to Chen Fan their identity. They were powerful foes, Chen Fan reckoned, but the Fruit of Embryonic Essence was right behind him, and he couldn't back down. Plus, they were just a few Overlords in the Dark World, and Chen Beixuan doubted they would pose any real threat to him. After all, he was the invincible North Mystic Celestial Lord who, even in his current weakened state, could have taken on three immortal state warriors at once.

"Pa!"

Zeus crossed the line on the ground as if he didn't even see it. Standing ten meters away from Chen Fan, he spat out a flash of lightning from his mouth.

The lightning burnt intensely white and formed a bolt. Zeus held onto the javelin and hurled it at Chen Fan exactly like how a thunder god was depicted in paintings.

The energy in the lightning javelin was so condensed that they had gained solidity in the real world.

This attack would have taken Zoro, the late underboss of Hong Sect a while to prepare and execute, but Zeus did it as easily as breathing.

The lightning javelin covered ten paces of space in a blink, tracing a long arch in the air. The javelin crackled with energy, spitting sparks out in all directions. Even from a distance, Chen Fan could sense the incredible destructive force carried by the javelin.

"Impressive power! He really lives up to his reputation as the Thunder Lord!"

Hu Zongxiu the Wind Lord exclaimed.

He wagered that he would simply melt before such a powerful attack. The might of the three lords had far exceeded his imagination. Zeus was supposed to be the weakest of all three. so how powerful exactly was The Fool and Adam? Hu Zongxiu found it difficult to wrap his head around their might and prowess.

Chen Fan was unfazed by the incoming attack. He punched out his fist way before the javelin reached him. Suddenly, a glittering Azure Fist Aura appeared on Chen Fan's hand. It was a long moving strand of energy that shot out from the back of Chen Fan's hand directly at the incoming javelin.

"Kaboom!"

The Fist Aura and the lightning javelin collided.

The impact caused a huge explosion, spilling out countless sparks and Qi Energy in all directions. These rogue energy steadied and sustained in the air about ten meters away from the point of impact, forming a ring of crackling electricity. Although Karl was far from the blue ring of death, he could feel its static pull on his hair.

"He is too powerful!"

The captain of the Blizzard Witch Covenant Katherine exclaimed.

Controlling wind and lightning were right up her alley. Although she was called the Goddess of Blizzard, her power was a far cry compared to that of the Thunder Lord.

"Sthla!"

Zeus the Thunder Lord summoned two more Lightning Javelins and hurled both of them at Chen Fan. Looking from a distance, the two Lightning Javelins looked like two writhing dragons crackled with electrifying energy. Each one of the lightning javelins was able to kill at least ten strong men at once, yet Zeus had executed two such deadly attacks with great ease.

"Humph!"

Chen Fan snorted with a scowl. He was slightly annoyed by the lightning attack.

He shot out both hands and formed Thunder Reining Art. With a twist of his wrists, the two dragons suddenly changed their courses and plummeted into Chen Fan's grasp. The Thunder Reining Art could easily take control of the lightning energy. Although Zeus's art was powerful and deadly, his execution was too crude and unrefined to properly control these lightning energies once they were being hurled out.

Once both lighting dragons were in Chen Fan's grasp, he folded his hands, palm to palm.

The two lightning dragons intertwined into one single lightning bolt that had bands of yellow and white lights. This bolt seemed much more solid than the javelin that Zeus had used earlier. Looking from afar, the scintillating bolt looked like a weapon befitting for a god.

Chen Fan reached out a hand and held onto the bolt, letting the crackling energy flow into his system, transforming him from an average-looking young man to a god-slaying hero. He bent backward as he tensed up his back, turning his body into a bow. His spine was the body of the bow, his arms and legs formed the bowstrings.

"Bang!"

Chen Fan let loose of the tension in his back and threw the bolt out.

He had already reached initial success in his Azure Thearch Longevity Body cultivation, therefore, the bolt easily broke the sonic battier as it whizzed through the air. The bolt was made out of pure electric energy; deadly but extremely light. It was much faster than any other weapon Chen Fan used to use and was twice as fast as the speed of sound.

The bolt crackled with energy and spat sparks into the air. As it traveled in the air, the sparks forced a long tail, like that of a comet. It carried an unstoppable momentum toward Zeus.

The bolt packed enough energy to punch a hole in the universe and even Zeus wavered before its might. He acted quickly and flew back a few paces. Adam and the other Overlords were all shocked by Chen Fan's display of power.

"Boom!"

The bolt landed on the ground, causing a huge shock wave.

The impact created a three-meter wide crater on the ground where Zeus was standing. It looked like a cannon shell had just stuck there. Chunks of frozen earth flew into the air, and rained down onto the onlookers.

"Damn it!"

Zeus wiped dust and dirt off of his face, eyes filled with rage.

He had traversed the world for his entire life, and other than the time he was up against the US military, he had never been in such a difficult situation.

Suddenly, an electrifying tendril came out of Zeus's body and it quickly wrapped him inside a layer of zapping energy, turning Zeus into walking lightning. Sparks flashed all over his body, making him look like a real god of thunder.

Suddenly Zeus charged out with a speed ten times faster than he had been before. He was so fast that he almost broke the sound barrier. No other Grandmaster that Chen Fan could have pulled that off.

"Uh... Is that the Thunder Spirit Body?"

Chen Fan was taken aback. He had never thought that anyone on earth could have mastered thunder art to such a degree that a vague Spirit Body had started to form.

Despite his powerful foe, Chen Fan was not worried at all.

His Spirit Body was one of the Sacred Bodies of Five Elements, the Azure Thearch Longevity Body. It was the most powerful Divine Body in the universe. Even though Chen Fans's Azure Thearch Longevity Body was only at Initial success, it was already much more powerful than the Phenomenal success level Thunder Spirit Body.

"Bang!"

Chen Fan charged out to meet his attacker. Azure light came up around him as he collided into Zeus.

In the eyes of the other warriors, they only saw two washes of light, one azure light, and the other yellow rammed into each other. Then after the impact, the two wash of light turned into a large sphere filled with flashing lights and sparks.

"Zeus is so powerful. "

Many Dark Overlords exclaimed.

However, even as everyone was enamored by Zeus the Thunder Lord's display of power, The Fool and Adam's faces grew dark. They knew that the Thunder Spirit Body was Zeus's coup de grace and he wouldn't be able to sustain the energy output for too long. Once the burst of strength wore off, Zeus would become vulnerable. However, even though Zeus the Thunder Lord had used his most powerful attack, Chen Fan still seemed to have an upper hand.

"Let me help you."

The Fool picked up his cane and joined the battle.

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Chapter 414: One Versus Three

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

"Bang!"

Chen Fan punched out and his fist changed its attack angle nine times before it hit the target, forming a twisting and gnarly path that looked like the horn of a ram. As the attack curved its course, it by-passed Zeus's arms and landed squarely on Zeus's chest.

Zeus's speed had increased significantly after he had used the Thunder Spirit Body or the so-called Thunder God's Form. Before many people's eyes, the Thunder God had turned into a wash of light that moved about swiftly around Chen Fan, who also appeared to be a wash of Azure light. Although Zeus the Thunder Lord was not a martial artist, his speed was much faster than that of the peak level Grandmaster. He would be able to catch a flying bullet from the air. However, despite the unimpressive seed of Chen Fan's punch, somehow it was able to land a solid blow on Zeus the Thunder Lord.

"KOM!"

Zeus was winded at first when Chen Fans' mighty blow landed on his chest. He grunted as his body shook a little. Suddenly, an azure-colored light appeared on his chest at the point of the impact, then it exploded. The explosion was able to dim the crackling energy on one side of Zeus's body.

Zeus stumbled back and nearly tripped and fell.

The Thunder God's Form which he had executed to perfection was countered by Chen Fan with one punch!

"What kind of Martial arts was that?"

Zeus exclaimed in his mind.

He was convinced that once he used the Thunder God's Form, no one in the world could be faster than him unless it was hypersonic jets or missiles. Even when the Americans were hot on his heels, he didn't use the Thunder God's Form. However, not only was Chen Fan able to catch up with his incredible speed, but he had also inconceivably countered his attack with a slow attack.

Chen Fan didn't give Zeus too much time to ponder and punched at him again. The second punch was packed with raw energy and sheer brute force. When it was finally near him, Zeus felt that an entire mountain was boring down on him and even the sky was about to collapse under its weight.

Zeus was confident that he would be reduced to a pulp should the blow land on him.

Even as he was about to give up and accept his fate, he heard a hoarse voice.

"Defend yourself!"

The voice was carried by a gust of wind into Zeus's ear. The wind quickly wrapped around Zeus and formed a translucent energy shield just before Chen Fan's attack landed on it. The shield shattered after the blow landed on it in a violent explosion. It gave time for Zeus to restart the Thunder God's Form, turning himself into a streak of lightning as he backed away a few dozen meters.

"Another one?"

The hook of Chen Fan's cold glance caught The Fool. Regardless of how many Overlords he must face, he was not at all concerned.

"You call that a Dharma Spells? I will show you what real Dharma Spells are."

Chen Fan grasped something in the air and stomped the ground with his feet. Suddenly, a flurry of snow and ice drifted and converged toward Chen Fan and formed a blue crystalline chisel.

"Arise!"

The Ice Chisel shot out like a bolt, whistling across space as it ripped open the air, The Ice Chisel was about half a meter long and it spun with incredible speed along its length. It looked like a wall blasting bolt shot out from the Roman Scorpion. Its tip was incredibly sharp and it glinted in the sunlight.

The Fool was unfazed by the deadly attack. He stabbed the ground with the tip of his cane.

"Up!"

The wooden walking cane miraculously expanded and started to grow like a vine, and quickly turned into a giant tree with gnarly vine-like branches. Its roots planted deep into the permafrost land and its huge crown was filled with large fruits.

The ice chisel landed on the tree trunk, and instantly made a deep cut into the wood, spitting out wood chips everywhere. But it didn't stop there, as the tip of the ice chisel kept on spinning and burrowing into the body of the tree. The ice chisel didn't fully stop until it was almost through the tree trunk from the other end.

"Oh my god."

The Fool exclaimed as cold sweat glided down from his back.

Despite the ordinary appearance of the tree, its wood was as hard as steel and could easily withstand cannon fire. However, Chen Fan's Ice Chisel nearly made it through the tree trunk. Was Chen Fan's attack really more powerful than armor-piercing shells?

"Thank the gods that he could only cast that spell once."

The Fool wiped the cold sweat off his forehead.

"The Tree Herding Art of the Ancient Druid Sect. I have never thought that The Fool's cane was actually an Oak staff of the Ancient Druid Sect."

Meanwhile, the leader of the Blizzard Witch Covenant said with a pale face: "The Fool had used a long lost spell. That Oaktree can not only shield The Fool from attacks, but it could also transform into a spriggan and attack its enemy. Those fruits could be hurled at enemies and they will explode like grenades. "

Even as the witch spoke, the giant Oak Tree started to shake its branches and hurled the fruit as big as a human's head toward Chen Fan. The Fool had started his counter attack.

As the fruits hurtled across space at incredible speed, they made a whistling noise that sounded like the boulders launched out from ancient siege weapons. It surely would make a hole wherever it landed.

"The Fool really lives up to his reputation. I bet no one else would know such an ancient power except for him."

Everyone exclaimed in their minds.

All eyes were on Chen Fan now as people wondered how he was going to counter this attack.

However, Chen Fan didn't seem to care about these incoming projectiles. They smashed into Chen Fan's Arcane Energy Bulwark three paces away from Chen Fan but couldn't penetrate it.

"You can block one of the ice chisels, but can you block ten of them?"

Chen Fan laughed almost lightheartedly. He grunted and started the art once again.

"Arise!"

He shot out both hands and spread out his fingers, like a blooming lotus flower. Energy started to converge to the tip of each finger and in a blink, ten Ice Chisels were formed at his fingertips. Chen Fan abruptly closed his fingers and sent the ten Ice Chisels hurtling out. Each Ice Chisel traced a white streak of mist in the air and they converged onto The Fool from all directions of the campuses.

"Oh my god, his casting speed is so fast!"

The Fool's face suddenly grew dark.

Chen Fan's Ice Chisels were not any ordinary Ice Elemental spells. Each projectile was powerful as an armor-piercing shell that could punch a hole through the armor of a tank. The Fool was terrified after seeing Chen Fan had unleashed ten of suddenly deadly spells at once.

"Is this the power of an Immortal Level Overlord?"

The Fool didn't have much time to think, so he fumbled to start a spell with all the energy he could muster before the projectiles hit. A couple of earthen walls suddenly erected in the path of the Ice Chisels but they crumbled as the Ice Chisels flew through them without slowing down the slightest.

One wall, two, three... seven.

The Ice Chisels toppled seven earthen walls, and landed on the Oka three, went through it as well and appeared right before The Fool. Although there were only three Ice Chisels left, its deadly energy and the razor-sharp edges sent a chill down The Fool's spine.

"Bang!"

The Fool lowered to his side and rolled away and was able to dodge two of the three projectiles. However, he had to take the last Ice Chisel head-on. Suddenly, the sapphire necklace he was wearing let out a brilliant glow and quickly covered The Fool inside blue energy shield. The Ice Chisel slammed into the energy shield and with a jarring clank, both the energy shield and the Ice Chisel both shattered into pieces.

The Fool watched painfully as the sapphire necklace also burst into pieces.

"Damn you! This is an ancient relic that I had to risk my life to get out of a Babylonian royal tomb. Its energy shield should have withstood a direct hit from a cannon. But Chen Beixuan had shattered it with one attack? His power is terrifying." The Fool exclaimed in his mind.

Meanwhile, Zeus had already gathered himself and charged toward Chen Fan anew with a roar.

Chen Fan used one hand to keep Zeus in check, while the other continues rained deadly spells on to The Fool, forcing him into a corner.

The Dark Overlords finally realized that the battle had unequivocally tipped toward Chen Fan.

Chen Fan fought two enemies at once, yet he was still able to do it with ease.

With every punch, Chen Fan could send Zeus hurtling back like a football. Not even the old man's thick beard could muffle his painful howling and screaming. If not for the initial success level Thunder Spirit Body, he would have already been reduced to a pulp by Chen Fan. Meanwhile, Chen Fan poured Ice Chisel, fire bolts, and Wind blades onto The Fool from all directions.

The Oaktree in front of The Fool was already filled with holes and was nearly severed in half.

The Fool was on the defensive side most of the time, and could only retaliate Chen Fan's strikes very seldomly. He was regarded as the most powerful Spell Caster in the world, yet, he was on the verge of being subdued by Chen Fan who used only one hand.

Worse, Chen Beixuan hasn't even deployed his infamous move: Hypersonic Punch that he had used against F-15 hypersonic jets.

"He could gain an upper hand even when he had to take on two enemies at once. Why is he so powerful?"

Hu Zongxiu and the others gasped in utter disbelief.

"He really lived up to his reputation as a living legend. Both Zeus and The Fool were only half step away from the Immortal State, yet even their combined might seemed like a joke to Chen Beixuan. He fought them with such ease that he might as well be frolicking with two kids."

Karl the Crimson Wings pulled a taut face and said.

"So is that the power of an Immortal Level Overlord? That's terrifying!"

Everyone was scared by Chen Fan's astonishing power.

"Pa!"

Chen Fan landed a kick on Zeus once again, sending the latter hurtling back like a lighting ball. Zeus rolled on the ground for fifty meters and finally managed to pick himself up, shouting. "Curse you, Adam! It's time for you to join us! Are you going to watch us die here?"

The Fool's face was also covered with sweat.

He had just summoned a walking dead, but the brainless brute was severed into two halves by a gust of wind blades. To The Fool's dismay, he realized that Chen Fan knew way more spells than he had imagined. By far, no two of the Chen Fan's spells were the same.

Adam stood beside him with a heavy expression. Suddenly, he took a step forward.

The so-called Son of God, the former most powerful man in the Dark World was about to attack.

"Swoosh!"

Two wings made out of incandescent white pure energy spread out behind Adam. they spanned over six meters long and were covered with feathers that had razor-sharp edges.

He flapped the wings once and lifted himself twenty meters into the air. The sight reminded everyone of the Angles in biblical tales. Fanging out his huge wings, Adam glided in the sky, looking for an opportunity to swoop down.

"Three versus one? Haha. Might as well."

Chen Fan let out a peal of laughter as a light came up in his eyes. Loose fold of his shirt flapped again the wind, as his battle will surged.

He was going to take one Three Lords all by himself!

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Chapter 415: Gang Up On Him!

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Adam, the Son of God.

Rumor had it that he was at least in his eighties, yet he looked as young as a teenage boy.

He was born in the 1930s, in a quiet German village. He had awakened the Gift of Light as soon as he was born. Due to his talent, he was taken into a monastery somewhere in Northern Europe and the monks had taught him numerous divine secret arts. When he turned twenty, he was deemed worthy to be the next leader of an overarching brach of all churches in the world that arbitrated internal disciplinary matters.

When he was twenty, Adam committed an unspeakable heresy and slaughtered everyone in the monastery, including the father that had raised him. Afterward, he embarked on his journey in the Dark World.

Even since he entered the Dark World, he had impressed everyone with his incredible power.

Right off the bat, he had killed the most powerful man in India, the Brahmā

Then, in the Middle East, he had defeated to Mercenary band from Kuwait.

In Europe, he had made the British Special Air Service unit struggle for three months. The unit was the toughest brigade in the United Kingdom.

Adam had claimed the seat of power in the Dark World since the seventies until a few months ago. In the last forty years, many had tried to challenge his dominance but none had succeeded. Even the late Sword Sage of Japan, Takemiya Hiro had held a private sparring event with him but was defeated by Adam.

He was born with the Gift of Light, and his power was strengthened by the Sacred Arts of the Christian Church, making him the most powerful Overlord in the Dark World. People started to call him the Son of God after seeing his power. If not because of the raw and untamed nature of his power, he should have already entered the Immortal State. Even though he was not officially an Immortal state warrior, he was revered all over the world and was considered the most powerful man in the world until the rise of Chen Fan.

"Huu! Huu!"

Adam flapped his wind and swoop down on Chen Fan like a diving bomber. An intensely bright white light came up in his eyes and his razor-sharp winds sliced through the air with a hiss.

"Bang!"

Chen Fan landed another kick on Zeus, but let The Fool successfully sneak a Magus Poison curse on him. Chen Fan stomped the ground and launched himself straight into the air like a dragon until he was above Adam. Then he bore his fist down onto Adam from above. His fist shined a bright azure light that lit up the sky.

"Kaboom!"

Chen Fan collided with Adam.

The azure fist aura quickly abated as soon as it landed on the white glowing winds, letting out a sharp and jarring metal to metal scraping noise. Many people couldn't stand the gut-churning, finger curling noise and so they covered their ears.

"Another Spirit Body?"

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes and felt the force bounce off of the solid, but seemingly insubstantial white glow.

Zeus's Thunder Spirit Body was only in the Initial stage, and could only be triggered for a short period of time. Adam's Spirit Body had already achieved Initial success and could be used at will. It was called the Divine Light Spirit Body and was relatively stronger than most power Spirit Bodies.

Adam's body was reinforced by the Gift of Light from inside out. The light energy had infused with his bones, sinews, muscles, and even his blood, granting him a nearly indestructible body. Not even the machine gun bullets could make a dent on his skin. He should be in his eighties, but he looked like a young man; that was another benefit of the Gift of Light. Although he had not yet reached Immortal State, he should be able to live to a hundred and fifty or so if not longer.

All of that was because of his level of attainment in his Spirit Body cultivation.

A Connate Spirit Body, could greatly prolong the cultivator's life and toughen his physique with withstand cannon fire. Meanwhile, the Spirit Body could also complement Adam's awakened power, making him as powerful as an immortal state warrior.

If a cultivator could achieve Phenomenal success in their Spirit Body cultivation, they could live for at least five hundred years and withstand a blast from a long-range ballistic missile.

If Chen Fan hadn't gained Initial success in his Spirit Body cultivation using the Spirit Core of the Connate Spirit Wood, he might be about as powerful as Adam right now.

"It's a pity that your Spirit Body is just a normal one, while I have cultivated the Azure Thearch Longevity Body, one of the Five Elements Spirit Bodies. and the most powerful Divine Body in the universe!"

Chen Fan laughed out loud and let one of Adam's wings land a blow on his back. Adam's blow didn't have any effect on Chen Fan. Chen Fan about-turned and punched. His fist went through Adam's white pulsing protecting aura and onto Adam's chest.

Adam let out a painful cry and was sent stumbling back a few dozen meters before he managed to regain balance.

"His body is even tougher than mine?"

Adam's mind reeled.

Ever since he had awakened the Gift of the Light and gained the Spirit Body of Divine Light, only armor-piercing rounds and high caliber sniper rounds could have threatened his life. Meanwhile, his wings were made out of pure divine energy and were sharp enough to cut through thick rebars. However, when his wing landed a blow on Chen Fan's back, it barely made a scratch. Chen Fan's counter-attack, on the other hand, had easily pierced through his protecting aura and winded him in the process.

"He must possess some kind of God Form, a very powerful one while at it. At least it is much more powerful than mine. Worse, he must have already mastered the art as well." Adam gave Chen Fan a knowing glance as he felt a pang of jealousy rise inside of him.

There were two types of Overlords in the world.

The first kind relied on hard work and diligent cultivation. They were the Martial Artists, Daoists, Spellcasters, Onmyojis, and Feng Shui Masters. These Overlords required training at a very young age and their progress was slow but steady.

The other kind of Overlords was the Extraordinary Ones. Although they also needed to cultivate, the main source of their power was from their inborn abilities and gifts that were capped out to a certain level as soon as they were awakened. Because of their headstart from birth, they considered themselves superior to the cultivators of the other category. Once an Extraordinary Once reached the peak of his power, he would awaken the so-called God Form.

Both Zeus and Adam had possessed God Form, which made them as powerful as an Immortal State Overlord.

Although they were very close to fully unlocking their God Form, neither Adam nor Zeus had achieved that yet. However, even with the incomplete God Form, they had dominated the Dark World and had been invincible. Adam was so close to completing his God Form that he could remain in God Form twenty-three hours a day.

In their views that were influenced by their system of knowledge, Chen Fan had fully unlocked his God Form.

Chen Fan was only twenty, much younger than Adam. No wonder Adam would feel jealous of him.

"Bang"

As soon as Chen Fan landed back on the ground, Zeus was already coming after him. The Fool also shaped the earth into a large mud golem and commanded it to charge at Chen Fan while brandishing its giant fist.

"Pathetic, bug off!"

Chen Fan snorted and punch at Zeus, sending the latter hurtle backward. Then Chen Fan Charged out, ramming into the Mud Golem, reducing it into dust. He stomped the ground with one foot and summoned a few Qi energy and then he charged at The Fool.

Chen Fan had decided to get rid of this annoying caster first.

"Watch out!"

Zeus's face changed color and he shouted out a warning at The Fool. Adam spun around in the air and shot out countless white bolts from the tip of his feathers. These bolts rained upon Chen Fan from above.

Chen Fan's Arcane Energy Bulwark had blocked these bolts, but the impact slowed Chen Fan down and gave The Fool some time to cast an illusion spell and disappeared into thin air.

"You wish to fool me with such laughable art?"

Chen Fan cracked a cold smile as a light came up in his eyes. He locked onto The Fool using his Divine Will.

Meanwhile, Adam had already swooped down onto Chen Fan again, forcing Chen Fan to deal with him first. Even though Adam had achieved Initial success in his Spirit Body, the impact with Chen Fan's body sent a force that shock through his body, churning his innards. That being said, if he could get past the pain, he was able to slow down Chen Fan significantly.

Zeus the Thunder Lord had also quickly gathered himself and charged at Chen Fan with abandon. Although his Thunder God Form was not as powerful as Adam's God Form, he was able to withstand a few punches from Chen Fan. The Fool didn't stop putting pressure on Chen Fan either, so the three were able to force Chen Fan into a standstill.

"Oh my god! Is he the living legend?"

Unbeknownst to Chen Fan, many Dark Overlords watching the fight were stupefied.

They wouldn't believe that Chen Fan was able to take on three enemies at once and still hold a slight edge. He countered the attacks from Adam, The Fool and Zeus with ease while the three could barely withstand and hold themselves after each of Chen Fan's attacks.

Even Adam's attack with abandon using the Holy Cross Light Blade couldn't harm Chen Fan.

"How powerful exactly is he? Is his body tougher than even God Form?"

Catelyn murmured to herself with a trembling voice.

"He is a real Immortal Level Overlord. He had far surpassed us and reached an unthinkable level in terms of Dharma Spells, Martial arts and Physique Refinement cultivations. Only a tenacious body such as his could break the Hypersonic barrier." Karl said with a solemn face.

He was also an elite Extraordinary One with the gift of fire. Just like Adam, he could also summon a pair of wings, although it couldn't compare to that of Adam. After seeing that even Adam's attack with his powerful wings had failed, Karl suddenly felt a pang of despair.

"Can the three really handle Chen Beixuan?"

People asked in their minds.

"If they can't subjugate Chen Beixuan, neither could we. We will not only lose the Heavenly Spring of Life but also die here." Dark Titan gritted his teeth, stomped the ground and said.

"He is right, let's attack."

Everyone nodded after a while.

The Three Lords of the Underground World had joined forces, yet they still couldn't subdue Chen Fan. Therefore, the Dark Overlords decided to put aside their past and join the battle. Chen Fan's power was too terrifying for any Dark Overlord to face him alone and only in solidarity they might have a chance of defeating him.

"Shit, what are you? Street thugs? How dare you gang up on one person!"

Yang Qinhu had been light-hearted by Chen Fan's upper hand and even as he cracked a smile in relief, he saw the other dark Overlords roll up their sleeves, and was going to jump right into the battle.

Yang Qinhu's insult didn't deter the Overlords.

He watched as countless shadows surrounded Chen Fan from all directions. Then they used whatever arts or spells they knew on Chen Fan all at once. Suddenly, the heat of the battle turned up as Chen Fan took on nearly all the Overlords in the western world.

"Excellent!"

Chen Fan laughed out loud and suddenly changed his appearance from a college student to a handsome young god with a tenacious body and flowy, silken hair.

He had finally revealed his ultimate form.

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Chapter 416: One Kill Every Ten Steps

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Everyone looked at Chen Fan in awe. Divine Light burnt in his eyes as his body became incandescent under his scintillating skin. Energy roiled and rippled about him, tousled his hair and stirred up the loose folds of his shirt. His appearance sublime, god-like almost.

"So this is the true face of the legendary Curmudgeon Chen."

Yang Qinhu looked at Chen Fan from afar as the memory of Chen Fan's battle with Lei Qianjue at the shore of the West Lake came back to him. Chen Fan had stepped on Lei Qianjue's dead body as a ladder to climb the seat of power in China. Now it looked like he was ready to find his new ladders to reach the top of the world.

Yang Qinhu didn't know that the battle between Chen Fan and the rest of the world had begun a while ago.

"Sthla!"

Karl spread out his flaming wings; his eyes were two pools of blood.

The wings burnt with a vibrant red that looked like blood, although it was not nearly as powerful as Adam's wings of light, it was able to melt through metal due to its high temperature. He flapped burning wind and swooped down on Chen Fan like an angel from hell.

Meanwhile, Dark Titan had taken out his outrageous weapon: A giant ship anchor.

Dark Titan stood two meters and fifty centimeters tall. His statuesque body and bronze skin made him look like a statue of some Greek Hero. The Anchor was made out of steel and weighed a few thousand kilograms. Dark Titan had stripped it off of a mammoth crude oil tanker.

Dark Titan drew the giant anchor back a little and then hurled it directly at Chen Fan. The rumbling noise it made as it flew through the air meant that it packed an impact large enough to topple a thick wall. Dark Titan crushed the tank like a tin can using this Anchor. Even being grazed by this giant meant certain death for most people.

The other Overlord also used whatever Dharma Spells and martial arts under their disposal.

These men and women were all forces to be reckoned with in their own rights. Almost all of them were more powerful than Lin Tatian, and many of them were even stronger than Lei Qianjue and the Azure dragon. Their joint attack was equivalent to twenty Lin Tatian attacking Chen Fan at the same time, forcing Chen Fan to take the threat seriously.

"Bang!"

Chen Fan punched out in a simple and direct motion, but the punch carried such a heavy and primordial quality, that was as if it had tapped into the energy of ancient mountains. The unyielding punch landed squarely on the incoming anchor.

"Bang!"

A blare loud enough to shatter the listener's eardrum came up. Chen Fan had withstood the attack of anchor that weight over a few thousand kilograms using only his body. Worse, Chen Fan's punch forced the anchor to change course and fly back at Dark Titan. Dark Titan fumbled to catch the anchor but was winded by the impact with the metal behemoth. His chest suddenly felt numb, and then blood started to spill out his mouth.

Then He suddenly noticed an impression of a fist was pressed a few inches into the surface of the Anchor.

"Chen Beixuan's fist is tougher than steel?"

Dark Titan exclaimed in his mind.

As soon as Chen Fan punched at the Anchor, he knocked Karl to the side with an elbow. Karl suddenly lost control of his energy and some of the rough energy nearly bite back at him. Chen Fan swung his hand around and slapped at Damon the War Elephant, creating a palm-shaped dent on the latter's chest and gravely injuring the War Elephant. Then Chen Fan about-turned and drew a large gulp of air, sucking in the lightning energy summoned by Catelyn.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

In a blink, Chen Fan countered the attacks from seven deadly warriors.

The fight caused countless rough energy to lash out, hitting the ground, kicking up plumes of dust. Chen Fan's guides were so terrified by the development that they hurried to pack up and bolted for the exit of the valley. No one seemed to pay any attention to these guides, as they were all engrossed in the battle.

"Urhh!"

The seven Overlords were sent flying by Chen Fan at once and landed outside of the battlefield with blood in their mouth.

However, fighting seven deadly warriors at once had stretched Chen Fan's power very thin and was grazed by a few surprise attacks sneak upon him. Many more overlords joined the battle. They brandished their weapons and readied their spells, and could lash out at Chen Fan at any moment.

Adam swooped down onto Chen Fan

"Clank, clank!"

Chen Fan was surrounded by the group of Overlords and was unable to break the encirclement. He rammed into one Overlord, knocking him backwards, but there was another Overlord filling up the opening right away. Even though Chen Fan had the Azure Thearch Longevity Body, fighting twenty warriors as powerful as Lin Tatian had pushed him to the limits.

"Move!"

Chen Fan's blood boiled as energy roiled violently inside of him. He gracefully dodged Adam's swooping attack and charged up his Azure Thearch Longevity Body, and then darted out, transforming his body into a smear of azure light. He broke the hypersonic barrier and covered a dozen-meter distance in a blink. He hurled his fist squarely at the chest of War Elephant, Damon.

"Bang"

Chen Fan's fist bore into the chest of the two-meter tall giant Elite Extraordinary and busted the beating heart. Sinews connecting Damon's muscles snapped one after another as the force rippled out from the point of impact. In the end, Chen Fan's fist came out from Damon's back, killing the War Elephant on the spot.

The Elite Overlord, Damon the War Elephant was dead.

Then and only then, the jarring sound of air being ripped open along the hypersonic barrier finally reached people's ears. A cloud of mist formed behind Chen Fan. He had finally used his coup de grace, Hypersonic Punch!

"Let's attack him together. He can't use that move too many times regardless of how powerful his God Form is."

Seeing the hesitation in everyone's eyes, Adam rallied the fighters.

He had tested his own God Form's capacity and realized that his body would reach its limit at subsonic speed. Zeus the Thunder Lord had braved the hypersonic speed while in his God Form, but he could only sustain the speed for one second. Even one second of the hypersonic speed had taken a huge toll on Zeus the Thunder Lord's body, gravely injuring him. Therefore, the Three Lords of the Underground World were well aware of the huge burden that the hypersonic speed had on Chen Fan's body and wagered that Chen Fan wouldn't use it too frequently.

However, they were wrong.

Chen Fan had reached Initial success in his Azure Thearch Longevity Body, so he could break the Hypersonic barrier more than a few dozen times without any difficulties. That being said, being besieged from all directions, Chen Fan found it hard to find an opportunity to use the Hypersonic Punch.

To reach hypersonic required a period of charging up energy which Chen Fan found difficult to pull off.

"Clank, clank!"

As soon as Chen Fan dealt with five more Overlords, he turned sideways and knocked back Zeus the Thunder Lord with his shoulder. The opening gave him an opportunity to unleash more powerful arts. So he shot out two fingers as a golden energy Blade appeared at the tips of his fingers.

True Martial's Dharmic Blade!

Chen Fan held the Dharmic Blade in one hand and swung it in a flat sidearm slash. Under Catelyn's terrified gaze, the scintillating energy blade sliced through her thin waist.

The leader of the Blizzard Witch Covenant was dead!

"NOOOO!"

Wind Lord Hu Zongxiu who was a good friend of Catelyn let out a saddened cry. He brandished two sharp Wind blades in both hands and charged at Chen Fan with abandon.

In a blink, Hu Zongxiu initiated the Art of the Wind and hacked seventeen times at Chen Fan.

The last of the seventeen attacks nearly broke the sonic barrier.

Chen Fan countered the seventeen attacks with one direct punch.

The punch packed so much raw energy that made it seem to be straight out of the Immortal world. The energy swam about in the air and changed its form every millisecond. The pure and raw energy felt as ancient as time itself. Chen Fan's fist thrust forward, as his body charged at incredible speed, turning itself into a smear of azure light. Then Chen Fan flew up, and soared into the sky.

"The Fourth Form: Naga's Transform!"

The fourth form of the True Martial Thirty-Six Forms was well known for its unpredictability. It was invented by a Perfected Immortal after he had watched the transformation of a Naga into a true Dragon. Although it was a Martial arts move, in theory, it was nearly as powerful as a Divine Art. It could counter Hu Zongxiu's attack regardless of how many Wind blades he had summoned.

The Azure Fist Aura went through Hu Zongxiu's wind blades and landed squarely on Hu Zongxiu's forehead, blasting the Wind Lord's brain into mush.

The Wind Lord Hu Zongxiu was dead!

In a blink, Chen Fan had killed three mighty warriors in the dark world, while being besieged by twenty or so equally powerful Grandmasters.

The death of three of their peers had sent a blood rage into the minds of the other Overlords.

"KILL!"

Adam fanged out his wings and swooped down on Chen Fan with a blinding Divine Light in one of his hands. The Divine Light shone so brilliantly that it threatened to pierce through the very fabric of reality. The sight had encouraged the rest of the Overlords and all of them threw themselves at Chen Fan with abandon.

At this moment of life and death, no one would hold back their strength.

There could only be one party walking away alive and it was either Chen Fan or them.

Countless Dharma Spells and weapons were hurled at Chen Fan from all directions. There was the Blade of the Divine Light from Adam, the thunderbolts from Zeus, the iron anchor of Dark Titan, the Crimson Wings of Karl, poisonous daggers from elite assassins, just to name a few.

The dark Overlords had entered a blood rage as they threw everything they got at Chen Fan. By now, Chen Fan also let loose his power and used all the Martial arts and Dharma Spells he knew.

"Bang!"

Seven seconds later, Chen Fan landed a lethal blow on a Yoga Grandmaster and killed him at the cost of taking the brunt of one of Zeus's attacks.

Twenty-three seconds later, Chen Fan was dealt a blow by Adam from behind him, but he was able to charge up to Hypersonic speed and rammed into Dark Titan, reducing the giant into pulp.

Forty-two seconds later, Chen Fan took a curse from the fool, which gave his hair a touch of grey. He staggered a little but quickly regained balance and hacked the azure blade auras at the leader of The Blood Skull, Max.

Two minutes and thirty-six seconds later, Chen Fan was still standing and fought even harder than before. He let a few more blows land on him as he launched into the air and caught Karl by his wing. With a sudden wrench of his arms, he tore the wings off of Karl's back. The fire spilled out from the wound and seared Chen Fan's skin, but he didn't seem to mind it.

The Dark Overlords finally started to waver.

In the past couple of minutes, Chen Fan had killed seven Dark Overlords including two warriors on the Dark Roll.

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