Unrivaled Martial Emperor

Lei Tao's eyes lost their light, but his face still showed his unwillingness to die like this.

With a blow from his palm, Chen Fan pulverized Lei Tao’s corpse. He didn’t want it to turn into a jiangshi and cause harm to the world.

Chen Fan caught a falling storage ring.

A trace of primeval force entered the storage ring with a thought from Chen Fan and Lei Tao’s storage ring opened.

Swish.

In Chen Fan's grasp appeared a gourd exuding a potent vitality aura.

The gourd was only a foot tall but was as heavy as a mountain. Even a Qi Grandmaster couldn’t have held it; it could likely crush one to death.

Chen Fan uncorked the gourd. Instantly, a powerful vitality aura surged forth, infusing life into the surroundings.

“What a strong vitality aura. As expected of the Fountain of Life!” Chen Fan corked the gourd, his eyes flashing with excitement.

A gourd full of liquid from the Fountain of Life was enough for Chen Fan to make significant progress. His flesh and blood were screaming, asking him to just finish the entire gourd.

The source of all life. The sacred fluid that nurtured all existence—the Fountain of Life.

Every drop of the Fountain of Life was tens of times heavier than mercury.

“The Fountain of Life is excellent stuff. With this, I have thrown a wrench—no, the entire toolbox in Duan Jingtian’s plan to quickly advance to the ninth level of the Core Formation realm. I bought quite a bit of time for myself here.”

Chen Fan enveloped the gourd in his primeval force, worried that the heavy fluid inside might break it.

Unlike spatial treasures, this gourd was a simple metallic tool without any profound qualities.

“Moreover, the Fountain of Life is holy water. Although Duan Jingtian discovered the location of the Fountain of Life, this kind of thing is not abundant. I think that even this little amount took years or maybe even decades to gather.”

A cold look of amusement showed in Chen Fan’s eyes.

Duan Jingtian's plan to make Lei Tao and the others get the Fountain of Life had backfired. It had ended up helping Chen Fan instead.

If Duan Jingtian were to find out Chen Fan was the one behind this, he would probably throw up blood from anger.

“With the Fountain of Life, I can make my clan even stronger, even quicker. A drop of the Fountain of Life is enough to produce a Qi Grandmaster.”

Chen Fan’s gaze flickered.

Swish!

After putting away the Fountain of Life, Chen Fan sped off, flying toward the edge of the Fiendish Corpse Mountain Range.

Now that he had foiled Duan Jingtian’s plan, Chen Fan could return to his clan.

He was very concerned about his clan. He needed to run the family well and settle it before fully immersing himself in cultivation.

If his clan were not strong enough, Chen Fan would always feel a bit distracted.

After his recent advancements, his speed with the Wings of Rain Dragon was now more than a hundred times faster.

Chen Fan sped through the sea of clouds as if he were chasing the stars and the moon, ripping through the atmosphere as he covered a thousand miles in a flash.

Being a sixth-level Yuanfu realm cultivator, he was an expert among experts.

Moreover, if he combined everything he had up his sleeves, he was nearly on par with great experts in the eighth-level Yuanfu realm. This formidable cultivation translated into terrifying speed when he gave it his all.

Initially, Chen Fan's flight was accompanied by loud noises as his primeval force interacted vigorously with the atmosphere, creating thunderous rumbles and fiery displays akin to a comet descending to the ground.

However, as he continued, his flight became quieter. He left a black streak in his wake as if he existed in a separate dimension.

All the energy was withdrawn to a single point; there were no leaks.

Chen Fan's control over his strength had significantly improved, a lesson learned from the overwhelming attack that killed Lei Tao.

Often, battles between martial artists became very loud. This was because many people lacked control over their power, so when they attacked, their energy dispersed into the air rather than being concentrated in the attack.

Chen Fan had realized something from that extraordinary attack and practiced that concept while flying, controlling his strength, focusing it, gaining full control, and channeling it precisely to achieve maximum impact.

Sometimes, when he felt like it, he would descend from the sea of clouds and fly around a mountaintop. Then, a boom would ring out from that mountaintop, followed by the mountain splitting horizontally and a landslide.

“Indeed, focusing my strength on one object will help me greatly increase my attacking power.”

Chen Fan’s eyes lit up, pleased.

This was like using fine steel to make the edge of a weapon. [1]

After flying for half the night, Chen Fan slowed down when the sky was about to turn bright. Looking down from the sky, he saw that Watermoon City was already within sight.

Watermoon City buzzed with activity. The sun hadn’t fully risen, but the city gates were open, and a flurry of movement filled the streets.

Countless peddlers from other cities entered the city to trade, and commoners also entered to get supplies or run small businesses.

At the heart of Watermoon City, lights illuminated a lively scene within a huge mansion.

Many Chen Clan descendants had already gotten up and were practicing.

The guards and maids outside were all in order, following the rules and regulations.

Chen Fan quickly descended and created a whirlwind, immediately alarming the countless private troops in the mansion.

The clattering of running footsteps echoed, accompanied by the sounds of bows being drawn and weapons unsheathed as the private troops went into full alert.

Surveying the unfamiliar faces, Chen Fan recognized them as newly recruited private troops.

“Big Brother Chen Fan!”

A young girl, Chen Qingqing, emerged from the crowd, expressing surprise and joy at the sight of Chen Fan. She rushed toward him. The brothers Chen Yunchong and Chen Hualong also saw Chen Fan and shouted joyfully.

“Young Patriarch!”

“Young Patriarch!”

Hearing the two senior officers referring to Chen Fan as “Young Patriarch,” the private troops hurriedly put their weapons away and knelt on the ground in unison. “Please pardon us, Young Patriarch. We had no idea it was you...”

“Get up, all of you. You have done very well. You did not disappoint me. Every one of you shall be rewarded.” Chen Fan waved his hand.

These people were vigilant and did not disappoint Chen Fan.

The private troops immediately revealed looks of joy and hurriedly thanked him.

“Many thanks, Young Patriarch!”

“Big Brother Chen Fan, what brought you back?” Chen Qingqing approached Chen Fan and hugged his arm, shaking it.

Chen Fan tousled Chen Qingqing’s head and said, “I missed you guys, so I came back to visit you. You haven’t been slacking off, I see. Your cultivation is already at the sixth level. Keep it up and try to become a Qi Grandmaster or even enter the Yuanfu realm as soon as possible.

“Heehee.”

Chen Qingqing was very happy to hear Chen Fan praising her.

Chen Fan looked toward Chen Yunchong and Chen Hualong. He nodded and said, “Not bad, you have both become Qi Grandmasters.”

The clan's efforts in nurturing them over the past half-year had led to significant improvements for individuals like Chen Qingqing, Chen Yunchong, and Chen Hualong.

1. A proverb meaning to concentrate quality resources on the most important parts that would produce a better result. ☜

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