The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign-Chapter 143 - 140: Trouble!

On the path of Cultivation, the Qi Refinement stage was considered part of the journey, but it was more akin to a simple threshold. It was like kindergarten; you could call it school, but it wasn’t formally recognized as part of one’s academic record. Only starting first grade counted as truly being a student. Likewise, Foundation Establishment was the true beginning of one’s Cultivation journey.

Suspended in mid-air, Qin Fan’s body was a charred husk, yet he wasn’t the least bit worried. He had experienced this very scene five hundred years ago. The foundation of this stage lay in a complete rebirth—reforging one’s muscles and blood, shedding one’s skin, and regrowing one’s hair. All of this was within his expectations.

As the Spiritual Energy in the cave seeped in through his seven apertures, the True Qi within his Dantian began to surge.

CRACK—!

CRACK—!

A series of faint sounds emitted from his body. Layer upon layer of charred flesh, like a chrysalis breaking free from its cocoon, slowly peeled away.

At that moment, Qin Fan’s eyes were squeezed shut—or rather, he couldn’t have opened them if he tried. Only his lucid consciousness could feel the changes his body was undergoing.

As the cracking sounds of shedding fell silent, the True Qi inside his body began to surge frantically. Every part of his body initiated a metabolic replacement, from his internal organs to his bones and blood, down to every last inch of his skin. If a biologist were present, they would surely marvel at this as a textbook example of metamorphosis, yet at the same time, they would undoubtedly be frightened out of their wits. How could a human withstand such an ordeal?

Inch by inch, his skin began to glow with a baby-like fairness, appearing exceptionally radiant under the newly shining sun. If one were to define "ice-clear, jade-smooth" skin, this would be the perfect example—enough to shame the many goddesses who pursued ultimate skin perfection.

As his new skin spread across his entire body, black hair began to sprout from his smooth, gleaming scalp, growing at an incredible speed. In less than two minutes, flowing black hair already fell to his shoulders. Under the gentle breeze, his fine body hair danced along with his long, flowing locks.

WHOOSH—!

As the changes in his body ceased and settled into tranquility, a wild, arrogant smile spread across Qin Fan’s lips.

He slowly opened his eyes. Feeling the familiar rhythm of Foundation Establishment within him, he laughed with wild abandon.

"I never thought this opportunity would come so quickly! I assumed breaking through the Foundation Establishment threshold would take some time. I never expected to stumble upon such a chance, haha!"

Descending from several meters in the air, Qin Fan landed on the cave floor, chuckling to himself. With that, he summoned a set of clothes from his Storage Space and put them on, then took a deep breath of the air.

However, after fueling his advancement from Qi Refinement to Foundation Establishment, the Spiritual Energy in the cave had become so thin it was nearly depleted.

Shaking his head without a hint of embarrassment, Qin Fan stomped his foot on the ground.

With a sudden boom, the Cangqiong Vajra Array he had set up half a month ago shattered.

He glanced at the dense forest, which had lost its vitality and now looked much weaker. Without lingering, he pushed off the ground and vaulted into the air. His movements were like a phantom as he tapped against the stone walls of the cave, leaping out in just a few breaths.

PHEW—!

He let out a long, satisfied laugh.

Looking at the Training Spirit Clan before him, Qin Fan clasped his hands together and laughed heartily. "Thanks! I owe the Training Spirit Clan a favor. Haha, farewell!"

After laughing, he flicked his flowing hair, which had a distinctly roguish flair. Qin Fan held his head high and strode away.

Hmm, it felt a bit like he’d just eaten his fill, wiped his mouth, and left without a second thought.

Staring at the figure departing with such nonchalant grace, the dozens of members of the Training Spirit Clan all clenched their teeth, their eyes filled with resentment. Yet, not a single one of them dared to take a step forward. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Only after Qin Fan’s silhouette had vanished did the silver-haired elder say, "Go down and check!"

One minute later.

The silver-haired elder’s heart-wrenching wail echoed from within the cave.

"Sacrilege! This is sacrilege! The heritage our ancestors left for us has been ruined overnight! Ruined overnight!"

Looking at the dying forest, its vitality all but gone, the elder knew that the Heaven and Earth Essence—the very foundation of the Training Spirit Clan—had been utterly obliterated, even if he didn’t understand what Spiritual Energy was. Two streams of turbid tears rolled down from his weather-worn eyes.

But in the next moment, a series of incredulous exclamations rang out.

"Heavens, what happened? Fourth Rank! They’re all Fourth Rank! Ancestor, every single Mutant Beast broke through to the Fourth Rank! How is this possible? It’s been such a short time!"

Hearing this, the silver-haired elder’s tears stopped. His eyes widened, and his old brows knitted together sternly. He subconsciously turned and sprinted toward the depths of the cave.

After seeing that all the Mutant Beasts indeed possessed the aura of the Fourth Rank, he froze, completely stunned.

He suddenly remembered Qin Fan’s words: "I’ll give you a surprise in half a month!"

Could this be the surprise he meant? But to hollow out the essence the entire cave had accumulated for two hundred years... the price for this surprise was far too steep!

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Walking out of the Shennongjia forest area, Qin Fan subconsciously reached into his pocket for his phone. But the emptiness reminded him that his phone had been turned to scrap metal during the heavenly tribulation, its remains lost who-knows-where.

He shook his head with a bitter smile and continued to walk forward leisurely.

He hadn’t gone far, however, when his eyelid suddenly began to twitch without warning. His heart suddenly began to pound. Having never experienced such a sensation, Qin Fan felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if it were being pricked by silver needles.

"Damn it, what’s happening?" As he spoke, Qin Fan’s voice trembled. As a traditional man of Huaxia, he couldn’t help but interpret such an omen in the worst possible way.

His breathing instantly became ragged. In a state of inexplicable anxiety, he grabbed a passerby. "Let me borrow your phone!"

"The hell? Are you crazy?!" the passerby whose wrist had been seized glared and yelled, trying to shake off Qin Fan’s hand.

"Are you lending it to me or not?!" In his frantic unease, Qin Fan’s hand shot out and clamped around the man’s neck, as if he had descended into a frenzy.

"I’ll lend it! Lend it! I’ll lend it!" The man’s face went deathly pale, frightened by Qin Fan’s sudden, ferocious attack. He shouted with great difficulty, his hand already fumbling in his pocket to pull out his phone. He even unlocked it with his fingerprint before handing it over to Qin Fan.

Taking the phone, Qin Fan released his grip and dialed his mother’s number, which was forever etched into his memory.

RING... RING... RING...

The call rang until it disconnected. No one answered.

He dialed again. Still no answer.

By now, Qin Fan’s entire body had begun to tremble, and his teeth started to chatter. His shaking fingers began to key in his father’s number.

Again, nothing.

"WHAT ON EARTH IS HAPPENING?!"

As his breathing grew rapid and chaotic, a terrifying chill emanated from Qin Fan’s eyes. The thick killing intent radiating from his body made even people nearby feel an intangible sense of dread.

Licking his suddenly parched lips, Qin Fan called Ye Jizu.

"It’s Qin Fan," he said the moment the call connected.

"Mr. Qin, where are you?! I’ve called you dozens of times but couldn’t get through! Your parents have had an accident!"