Chen Fan stayed on Yun Wu Mountain for a few days to meet his friends and teach Chen Yaoyao, A’Xiu and the disciples of the North Qiong Sect some cultivation arts.
Chen Fan guessed that Master Cangqin didn’t take A’Xiu away because she hadn’t cultivated the “True Martial Divine Art.” The True Martial Thirty-Six Forms was a very normal art. Even planet regions ruled by the True Martial Celestial Sect or even other galaxies had this cultivation art and they wouldn’t ban its practice.
It wasn’t necessary.
No matter how powerful a cultivator was, he wouldn’t be able to kill a Dao Reunion Perfected Immortal with a punch.
“Master, all the cultivation arts we practice start with ‘True Martial.’ Is there a True Martial Sect?” A’Xiu was clever, so she had already guessed it. And then, she finally posed the question.
“That’s right. I came from a sect called the ‘True Martial Celestial Sect’ and the cultivation arts I’ve passed down to you are also from this sect. They’re earth-shattering Divine Arts even across the universe and they’re powerful enough to eliminate an imperishable set,” Chen Fan said slowly.
“Then, is the True Martial Celestial Sect responsible for the disappearance of Grandpa Chen and the others?” A’Xiu suddenly asked.
“Hm, how did you know about that?” Chen Fan was shocked.
Even though the girl was already twenty years old, she still looked young after cultivating for a long time and forming a Golden Core. Her black hair covered her shoulders and she was as gorgeous as a woman in a painting. Once she asked about it, she seemed a bit nervous. “You didn’t seem to be anxious when you knew Xiao Qiong disappeared. Besides, Xiao Qiong and the others also practiced the ‘True Martial Divine Art,’ so I suddenly thought that the True Martial Celestial Sect wouldn’t let them stay outside, right?”
Even Chen Fan was in awe.
“You made a pretty close guess. I’m not sure about the others, but Xiao Qiong is now learning from the masters in the True Martial Celestial Sect.” Chen Fan nodded.
A’Xiu immediately got emotional.
“Master, when are we going to the True Martial Celestial Sect? I want to see those masters as well.”
Since they had been able to nurture a terrifying disciple like Chen Fan, the True Martial Celestial Sect had to be full of Deities, Overlords and powerful cultivation arts. They might even be much stronger than Kunxu and Planet Tianhuang.
“The True Martial Celestial Sect…”
Chen Fan heaved a sigh and looked out the window.
It was in the northernmost area of the Central Galaxy, outside of the Abandoned Planet Region and the Little South Heavenly Realm, billions of light years away from Earth. Even Chen Fan would need a century to get there.
But he didn’t say anything. He caressed A’Xiu’s head.
“Soon. In a couple years, I’ll take you to the True Martial Celestial Sect to meet the others.”
Normal Golden Core and Nascent Soul Cultivators might take a century to go there and might even die on the way, but Chen Beixuan was the North Mystic Celestial Lord. Distance wasn’t something he worried about.
Time flew. Chen Fan had started his trip to Yan Jin.
He had to go there to look for those Divine Princes, open the entrance to the deity ground, eliminate the threats to Earth and take revenge for the North Qiong Sect.
Besides, he had some intel.
Some people he knew—like Chen Yaoyao’s father, Chen Xiao, and other members of the Chen family—had shown up in Yan Jin. Even though Chen Fan didn’t really like those senior members, he was close to many of their juniors. He and A’Xiu both felt they owed Chen Yaoyao a lot.
Chen Fan went to Yan Jin secretly this time. Not even A’Xiu knew where he was.
Although Chen Fan was famous around the world and billions of people had seen his power, he turned from an invincible Heavenly Lord to a sixteen-year-old young man after putting on some white, fashionable clothes and cutting his long hair.
If people didn’t look closely, they might not be able to recognize him. Even though he looked familiar to them, none dared to say anything.
After all, Chen Fan was the top cultivator on Earth right then, like the President of a country and the richest man in the world. How would he turn into an ordinary person?
At the Yan Jin Railway Station.
Chen Fan followed the others and got off the train. He was a bit emotional as he looked at the magnificent and futuristic railway station. That station wasn’t even there the last time he went to Yan Jin.
A driver approached Chen Fan and said, “Brother, do you want to go to the Great Wall or Mount Yan? Many young people go to Mount Yan first whenever they come to the capital to see if they can join the cultivation sacred grounds. If you’re able to get in, you’d be able to rise to the top. It’s even more glorious than being the top scholar in the ancient times.”
Chen Fan chuckled.
It looked like the locals were still fleecing their customers after all those years. Chen Fan was planning to go to Mount Yan anyway, so he followed that driver.
Mount Yan used to be the Ye family and Kunlun’s territory, but Kunlun offered the mountain to the sacred grounds as a show of goodwill. Mount Yan then belonged to those cultivation sacred grounds. A region with a hundred mile radius became a forbidden land of sorts. Ordinary people weren’t allowed to enter, as if it were a small kingdom.
Chen Fan suddenly became serious.
“I heard that the North Qiong Sect is the most powerful sect now. Most people have gone to Chu Zhou City to join it. The Taichu Temple was founded by cultivators from other planets after all. I don’t think it’s a good idea to be their disciples.” Chen Fan pretended to frown.
“Hm, you know nothing, young man.” The driver widened his eyes. “The North Qiong Sect was destroyed six years ago. Even if they reopened, there would only be a few disciples. Are there any other Golden Core Overlords other than Heavenly Lord Chen? No. A teacher doesn’t have to have a high level, but he must know how to teach. No matter how impressive Chen Beixuan is, how can he teach a few thousand disciples by himself? However, the Taichu Temple and the others are different. They offer one-on-one teaching. If you become the disciple of one of the Sect Masters, you’ll even be able to soar!”
“Do you know Goddess Jiang? Jiang Churan, who slayed a dragon in the East Sea. She got into the Taichu Temple and became disciple of their Master, which was why the Jiang family became one of the top families in Yan Jin.”
“Oh? Which are the top families in Yan Jin right now?” Chen Fan wondered.
The driver named a few, like the Long, the Meng and the Lei families.
However, Chen Fan had never heard of them before. The famous families in Yan Jin from ten years ago—including the Xiaos, the Lis, the Qins, the Hans and the Wangs—seemed to have disappeared.
“It’s a different time now. People mainly relied on wealth and relations back then, but families must have cultivators to be successful in the current society. The Han family and the Li family may have declined, but they’re still surviving. The Xiao family and the Qin family even have some of their members in the Wuji Arena. One of them is a girl called Qin Yaner. However, the Wang family hasn’t been that lucky…”
The driver sighed and continued, “I heard that Heavenly Lord Chen’s grandpa came from the Wang family, but look what happened to them. When the North Qiong Sect was thriving, they didn’t even get a bit of benefits from them, and when the North Qiong Sect declined, Heavenly Lord Chen’s enemies decided to go after the Wang family because they couldn’t exact revenge from him. So, the members of the Wang family died and got injured one after another. Wang Zhongguo even died of anger a few years back, while the junior members of the second and third generation have hidden somewhere. Their family has completely disappeared.”
The driver shook his head.
“The Wang family?”
Chen Fan frowned.
That family was entangled with Chen Fan for five centuries. Chen Fan had basically settled the scores with the Wang family for what they had done in his past life and he had even cut off his relationship with them.
And yet, he felt bad after hearing about what happened to the Wang family. He didn’t like them, but his mother, Wang Xiaoyun, came from this family. If she knew that half of her relatives were either dead, injured or missing, how sad would she be?
Chen Fan pondered for a while and shook his head. He didn’t go to Yan Jin for the Wang family, but to eliminate hidden dangers.
Right when he got off the train—
His Immortal Will was spread in all directions and covered the entire Yan Jin City. Even though it was restricted by the Dharma Laws on Earth, enveloping Yan Jin wasn’t hard.
“One, two, three… There are five Golden Core Cultivators. Looks like China and Kunlun are pretty powerful!”
Chen Fan chuckled.
He even sensed a pair of familiar energies, who might be his old friends. However, Chen Fan ignored them and his Immortal Will went past all the ordinary people.
Yan Jin was vast.
It spanned over a few hundred miles and had a population of almost five million people. There were also many tall buildings with three to five hundred floors.
It was difficult even for Chen Fan to look for a familiar face among so many people, but he wasn’t in a hurry. He kept searching as he chatted with the driver.
“Hm?”
Chen Fan frowned.
He suddenly felt that his Immortal Will had encountered some kind of rock. It was where Mount Yan was located. The mountain was surrounded by an array and not even Chen Fan’s Immortal Will could go through.
While Chen Fan was thinking whether he should use the “Nine Orifices Divine Infant”—
Suddenly, his eyes brightened.
“Hm, this familiar energy…”
“Chen Xiao from Jinlin City?”