Chapter 395: Chapter 207: Cyan Emperor’s Undying Body—Are You Not Impressive Anymore?_2

"He killed a Nine Forged Golden Body expert with just two punches!"

Ji Qingyue, who had halted at a distance, was in shock. The Sect Leader of Changchun Palace had been destroyed with just two punches.

How long has it been, and Wei Fan already broke through to the Fourth Forging of the Golden Body.

The Grand Elder of Mist Smoke Sect felt a chill on his scalp, his expression was horrified: "How dare you kill someone? We were just here to give you some advice, and you kill someone—do you still have any humanity?"

Wei Fan was filled with murderous intent: "You two, Nine Forged Martial Venerable, together attacked me, a Fourth Forging Golden Body, bullying the weak to kill me, and you call this advice? If that is advice, then I shall give you some advice too!"

His back broad and posture agile like a dragon, stirred the void, and charged forward with endless murderous aura.

The Grand Elder of Mist Smoke Sect retreated violently: "It’s all a misunderstanding. We had no intention to kill you, just..."

Just wanted to teach you a lesson.

But he no longer dared to voice this thought. Wei Fan, with his Fourth Forging Golden Body, was no longer someone they could condescendingly overlook.

"Do you think I can’t sense whether you have the intent to kill me? Misunderstanding? You’re not young and impetuous anymore. I’ll slaughter you now and see what the Desert Martial Alliance can do to me, Wei Fan!"

Wei Fan’s fist pounded heavily, shattering the Protective True Essence of the Mist Smoke Sect’s Grand Elder, and struck his Martial Venerate Divine Soldier, imprinting a terrifying fist seal on it.

Such a terrifying punch immediately chilled the Grand Elder of Mist Smoke Sect with horror.

If that were to strike his body, it would surely pierce through him.

Boom!

Wei Fan, with a cold and fierce expression, delivered another punch.

Clang!

This time, the Martial Venerate Divine Soldier was directly broken in half.

"Two punches and the Martial Venerate Divine Soldier is broken!"

The newly appointed General of Yunzhou felt shivers down his spine, not daring to intervene. He frantically retreated, detaching himself from the incident. Wei Fan’s brutality terrified him, regretting having come along with the Grand Elder of Mist Smoke Sect to pursue Wei Fan.

Not only was Wei Fan’s cultivation terrifying, but his actions were also reckless. The Desert Martial Alliance, a presence that even major dynasties dared not provoke, he attacked without hesitation to slaughter those sent to deliver a message.

Such a person he believed would not fear someone like himself, even if he were a General of one province, he would dare to kill him.

Pfft...

With Wei Fan’s third punch, the Grand Elder of Mist Smoke Sect spewed blood, his chest sunk in, and his bones broke in an unknown number. His entire being was like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment, showing none of his previous arrogance.

"What advice could you give me, really think I don’t know you came here for Zhong Zhenyu’s matters, trying to provoke me into action with words, is this result satisfactory!"

Boom!

With the fourth punch, the Nine Forged Golden Body Grand Elder of Mist Smoke Sect was shattered in the void by Wei Fan, his Divine Soldier broken, leaving no remains.

Wei Fan, surrounded by steaming Evil Qi, turned abruptly to the new General of Yunzhou: "What about you, do you also have advice to say to me?"

This man had not taken action all along, so Wei Fan did not immediately strike him dead.

The newly appointed General of Yunzhou shook his head vigorously, forcing out a smile worse than crying: "Don’t misunderstand, I just heard they were coming to advise you and was worried it might come to blows, that’s why I came along."

The next moment, his expression changed drastically: "You..."

He only saw Wei Fan suddenly strike out with a palm, a clear print appeared on his chest, and golden blood trickled from his mouth.

Wei Fan slowly withdrew his palm: "Don’t take me for a fool, considering you didn’t take action, I’ll give you a lesson. If earlier you had harbored any killing intent, even as the General of Yunzhou, you wouldn’t leave alive today. Now off with you!"

The new General of Yunzhou said nothing, and until he flew a great distance and seeing Wei Fan indeed did not attack further, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Never provoke this individual, it’s not just recklessness; he’s too monstrous."

Wei Fan’s exploits he knew a bit about, not only did he cultivate into the legendary Seven-Colored Golden Body, his speed of cultivation was also monstrously terrifying.

A Martial Venerable’s cultivation improvement usually takes a century, with formidable ones possibly advancing every few decades.

This Demon, Wei Fan, became a Fourth Forging Golden Body expert in a mere month or two, overpowering and killing a Nine Forged Martial Venerable effortlessly.

"Let today’s events rot inside forever!"

He transformed into a streak of light, quickly disappearing into the horizon.

Ji Qingyue flew over, still in a stunned state: "Next, shall we destroy Changchun Palace or Mist Smoke Sect first?"

After saying this, she revealed a look of excitement.

Changchun Palace and Mist Smoke Sect were stronger Sects than Bright Moon Sect. The last gains at the Bright Moon Sect were already substantial, and these Sects should have even more treasures.

Wei Fan was speechless for a moment; did she really think he was the House-Slaying Demon Fiend? He shook his head and said, "Let’s head to Bibo Lake first. Mist Smoke Sect and Changchun Palace won’t run away there’s plenty of time. If we miss this opportunity, who knows when we’ll find the Prisoner Dragon Stronghold again."

"..."

Ji Qingyue almost thought Wei Fan had changed his ways.

The Prisoner Dragon Stronghold indeed was hard to find; even the Demon Hunter Organization didn’t know where their headquarters were.

Of course, this was because the Demon Hunter Organization didn’t focus their intel on it; they only dealt with Demon issues, never bothered with bandits no matter the crimes, they won’t intervene.

Moreover, to be blunt, forces like Prisoner Dragon Stronghold look down upon common people’s belongings; they target major sects or the Imperial Family. The Demon Hunter Organization also holds no goodwill towards such forces, so why would they intervene?

"I’ll give this to you!"

Wei Fan directly threw the Martial Venerate Divine Soldier, taken from the Sect Leader of Changchun Palace, to Ji Qingyue. This item, which he could destroy with two punches, wasn’t much of use to him. But it could instantly double Ji Qingyue’s power.

Even though she had become a Martial Venerable, Ji Qingyue’s Divine Soldier was still merely a Top Divine Soldier.

She wasn’t someone to hesitate, taking it generously, she thanked Wei Fan.

This item was prestigious, but she knew in Wei Fan’s hands it was a waste. Even the wings of the Flying Tiger Venerable were stronger than the Martial Venerate Divine Soldier of the Changchun Palace’s Sect Leader.

Otherwise, Wei Fan wouldn’t have destroyed the Divine Soldier of the Mist Smoke Sect’s Grand Elder so easily.

...

Yu Hengzhou was different from Yunzhou; Yunzhou was adjacent to Demon Territory, where people suffered from demon havoc for years.

Yu Hengzhou didn’t border Demon Territory but was adjacent to the Chu Kingdom, making the people’s life far more prosperous and stable than in Yunzhou.

Bibo Lake was very famous in Yu Hengzhou, not only was it the largest lake in Yu Hengzhou, but also because of its beautiful scenery making it the favorite spot for poets and scholars.

On this day, Bibo Lake saw a flood of Jianghu guests, driving away all the scholars who came here to flaunt their literary skills.

"From the looks of it, the rumors might be true!"

Wei Fan and Ji Qingyue stood by a lakeside.

Before them, spectators from Jianghu had gathered in thousands, making the Divine Realm Martial Sect seem commonplace, and Wei Fan sensed several Martial Venerables.

If it were just baseless rumors, so many people wouldn’t have come.

Ji Qingyue frowned: "Such beautiful scenery, a treasure of the world, don’t these two bandits fear ruining this place by battling here?"

Among the rolling mountains, at the horizon’s end lay the unbroken expanse of the lake, where light breezes stirred green waves.

Many flower boats and fishing boats had heard that Martial Venerables were to duel here, and had quickly sailed away from the lake, afraid of being caught in the crossfire and potentially killed in the lake.

Wei Fan glanced at Ji Qingyue: "Do you like this place a lot?"

Ji Qingyue nodded lightly: "It’s a shame not to have a chance to enjoy this place, once the battle is over, it might be turned into ruins."

The power of a Martial Venerable is terrifying indeed; though world-destroying may be exaggerated, shattering a region of mountains isn’t too difficult.

And as for Bibo Lake, even destroying a single plant could ruin its beauty.

"Then let’s enjoy the place first, never mind the battle!"

Wei Fan stepped and broke through the air, landing on the largest flower boat.

Ji Qingyue was startled, then followed him over.

Soon, a boatman appeared, telling them that due to the upcoming Martial Venerables’ battle on Bibo Lake, the flower boat wouldn’t take passengers anymore.

"No worries, boatman. You just head out, we’ll handle the rest!"

Wei Fan tossed over a piece of silver, but the boatman still refused to set sail.

They might not fear death, but he valued his life.

Seeing this, Wei Fan casually took out several silver notes, directly buying the boat. With his Will Power, sailing the lake was just a thought, not necessarily needing someone to steer it.

The money Wei Fan offered was ample, so the boatman accepted it, and the flower boat quickly sailed into the lake under Wei Fan’s Will Power.

"Do you two mind if I join? I can pay the fare."

As the boat sailed a brief distance, a figure landed on the deck.

Wei Fan glanced at them, a woman, seemingly born of the essence of the heavens and earth, her beauty and demeanor unmatched by any Wei Fan had met.