Unrivaled Martial Emperor

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“Roar.”

As Chen Fan walked out, he noticed that the Violent Ape had already devoured the Blood-pupiled Black Python’s corpse and successfully advanced to the sixth level. The ape let out a low roar, baring its teeth, as if to convey that its level had increased and its strength had also greatly risen. It no longer feared Chen Fan.

Chen Fan naturally noticed the Violent Ape’s advancement. Demon beasts, like martial artists, could continuously improve their strength.

However, demon beasts didn’t know any cultivation techniques. They relied on their natural abilities to kill and devour other beasts, absorbing their blood's vitality to advance themselves.

“All right, we’re even now. Let’s go our separate ways from now on. See you, big guy,” Chen Fan said carelessly, waving his hand and leaving.

The Violent Ape rolled its eyes animatedly and rubbed its head. After thinking for a while, it decided to follow Chen Fan from afar, staying neither too close nor too far.

Chen Fan soon noticed the Violent Ape trailing behind him. He stopped and turned around, looking at the Violent Ape. “What are you following me for, big guy? Even if you've leveled up, you're no match for me.”

“Roar, roar.”

The Violent Ape let out two low roars. Chen Fan couldn't comprehend their meaning, displaying a helpless expression.

“Don’t follow me any longer. Or else, be careful. I’ll beat you up,” Chen Fan said, waving his fist.

The Violent Ape wasn’t intimidated by him and continued following Chen Fan at a distance.

“What exactly do you want?” Chen Fan asked, looking displeased.

Could it be that the Violent Ape was still thinking of killing and devouring him?

“Roar, roar...” The Violent Ape roared twice again; this time, he also tried hand gestures.

“You mean you want to follow me?” Chen Fan guessed doubtfully.

“Roar.”

The Violent Ape hurriedly nodded like a little hen pecking at rice, its voice becoming brighter. Chen Fan had guessed correctly. fr eeweb novel

Chen Fan shook his head and said, “No can do. You’re so big. I’m afraid you’ll become prey in others’ eyes if you follow me back to the sect. You better return to where you came from and stop following me. Otherwise, I’ll really make a move.”

“Roar!”

The Violent Ape shook its head, roaring. Surprisingly, its body, over three meters tall, began producing cracking noises. It then transformed into a snowy-white little monkey, measuring only around thirty centimeters in height.

Gone was its savage and terrifying appearance, replaced by an undeniable cuteness that couldn't be surpassed.

“Kiki.”

The snow-white monkey leaped in front of Chen Fan and cried out to assure him everything was fine.

Chen Fan sized up the snow-white monkey in shock, his eyes full of disbelief.

Was this adorable creature really that Violent Ape from before?

Chen Fan had never heard of Violent Apes having this kind of ability.

His mind raced as he recalled the absence of the typical beastly stench in the Violent Ape's cave. He wondered if this Violent Ape possessed a special bloodline.

If that were true, and it continued to grow stronger by his side, it would undoubtedly become a capable ally for him.

“Kiki,” the snow-white monkey cried again, seeing Chen Fan staring at it. Its voice carried a hint of urgency as if it feared Chen Fan would disagree.

Chen Fan returned to his senses, smiled, and said, “Alright, you’ll follow me then. But don’t you cause trouble for me.”

“Kiki...” The snow-white monkey danced in joy when it heard Chen Fan’s words. It nodded profusely, its eyes unusually animated. Evidently, the monkey possessed a higher intellect than other demon beasts.

Swoosh

Immediately, the snow-white monkey jumped onto Chen Fan’s shoulder like a white lightning flash.

Chen Fan swept through the Qingyang Mountain Range crazily with the snow-white monkey in the following few days. The man and ape joined forces, slaying numerous fifth and sixth-level demon beasts and even a newly advanced seventh-level demon beast.

Chen Fan acquired a substantial amount of demon beast materials, which could be exchanged for at least fifty primeval stones. Meanwhile, the Violent Ape voraciously devoured their prey’s corpses, rapidly increasing its strength and becoming a seventh-level demon beast.

Chen Fan couldn't help but feel envious of the ape's progress.

The Violent Ape only needed to consume the essence of other demon beasts' blood and flesh to quickly level up, while Chen Fan’s progress was much slower. Although he had made some improvements, advancing from the early stage of the fifth level to the middle stage, it paled in comparison.

Chen Fan drank a few mouthfuls of water from the mountain spring and bathed in the stream. After changing into a set of clean clothing, he ascended to the peak of a small hill.

The cool mountain breeze gently caressed him, bringing a sense of tranquility.

Despite being only sixteen years old, Chen Fan possessed a tall figure, sharp eyebrows resembling a sword, spirited eyes, and long hair as black as ink. He could be described as a handsome young man.

Now that he could cultivate, he didn’t have to act fearfully and listlessly as before. He was bursting with a youthful vigor. If he walked down the streets, perhaps he could attract the gazes of numerous young girls.

After determining the directions, Chen Fan continued hurrying on his way. However, his brow furrowed as he heard a peal of savage laughter coming from a certain direction. Simultaneously, he could faintly hear cries for help.

"There's someone there," Chen Fan whispered to the snow-white monkey, gesturing for it to remain quiet. He cautiously made his way toward the source of the sounds.

The closer he got, the louder the voices became. The savage laughter rang loudly in the area.

Chen Fan stealthily crept over, hiding behind a big stone, and looked over.

In a clearing within the forest, three figures came into view: two men and one woman.

The men were dressed in clothing adorned with patterns of mountains and rivers, which Chen Fan recognized as the uniform of the Mountain River Sect.

Qingyang Mountain Range was vast, housing the Spring Autumn Sect and three other sects: the Burning Incense Valley, Floating Cloud Sword Sect, and the Mountain River Sect. These sects had a rivalry with one another, and their relationships were far from amicable. Conflicts, including physical altercations, were not uncommon when disciples from the four sects encountered each other.

The two men from the Mountain River Sect stood side by side, blocking Chen Fan's view of the woman who had fallen and was now sitting on the ground.

However, since she had gotten into a conflict with people from the Mountain River Sect, she was most likely someone from one of the three other sects.

“Haha! Little beauty, even the most virtuous lady will turn into a slut after inhaling my Heavenly Lust Deadly Desire Powder. Let's see how long you can resist.”

Their wolfish laughter resounded, filled with complacency and obscenity.

“Young Master, we won’t find many chicks as pretty as her back at our Mountain River Sect. Tsk, tsk, especially that long pair of legs. It’ll definitely be enjoyable playing with those,” said someone, obviously a follower.

Based on the voices, Chen Fan determined the purple-clothed man on his left was probably the young master, while the green-clothed man on the right was his servant or follower.

However, Chen Fan sensed that the servant's cultivation was even higher than that of the purple-clothed man, reaching the seventh level.

The purple-clothed man laughed and said, “Don’t worry. After this young master is done fooling around with her, you’ll get your turn to have a taste.”

“Many thanks, Young Master,” the green-clothed man hurriedly thanked, his voice a little agitated.

“Ptooi! You two beasts! I wouldn’t have fallen for your sneak attacks if I wasn’t heavily injured.” A shaky voice rang out, seemingly desperately enduring something.

“Hm? Why does that voice sound somewhat familiar?”

Chen Fan furrowed his brow, feeling like he had heard this voice before but couldn’t recall when or where. Could this woman be someone from our Spring Autumn Sect? I can’t let those two beasts ruin her if that's true.

Although that green-clothed man’s cultivation was at the seventh level, and Chen Fan wasn’t a match for them, he had the Violent Ape with him, so he wasn’t afraid.

“Haha, little beauty, curse as much as you want. The more viciously you curse at us, the more excited this young master gets. I'll make you feel so good that you'll want to die, creating the most beautiful sounds in the world.” The purple-clothed man laughed lewdly.

The purple-clothed man shifted slightly to the side. From the tiny gap, Chen Fan saw the woman’s face, and a surge of killing intent instantly erupted from him.

“Senior Sister!”

The woman was none other than Qin Changkong's daughter, Qin Yao.