On the Immortal Cultivation Continent, atop Heavy Sword Peak.
In an old stone house with a jutting roof and sharply defined corners!
At that moment, a man wrapped from head to toe in bandages lay on a wooden bed. A young woman stood beside him, changing his bandages.
The girl was pretty, dressed in a blue gauze robe. As she carefully changed his bandages, she occasionally rested her slender hand against his forehead, worry plain on her face.
"No!"
Suddenly, Chen Fan's eyes snapped open. His unfocused pupils quickly sharpened, and he abruptly sat up!
"You're awake? Hmph, lucky you. The physician at the medicine hall said that if you didn't wake up in the next two days, your life would be over..." Seeing Chen Fan sit up, the girl first looked startled, then a hint of joy crossed her face. But she suddenly spoke in a cold tone.
Only, when she turned slightly away, she secretly wiped the tear marks from the corner of her eye.
Hmm?
Chen Fan frowned slightly.
Where is this? Didn't I die after blowing up my dantian while I was surrounded?
He was full of questions.
He had been born on Earth during the Age of Dharma Decline, yet had received the supreme blessing of heaven's fortune, becoming the only Foundation Establishment sword cultivator of his time—and the last one.
He had never expected the nations to grow wary of him and send nuclear weapons to attack. In the end, he had blown up his dantian and died, taking his enemies with him!
But now that he had awoken, he found that everything had changed!
He was in an antique little room. The girl before him was dressed in ancient-style clothing. She had saved him, yet treated him with such coldness!
Hiss!
Suddenly, a sharp pain stabbed through Chen Fan's head!
Right after that, countless fragments of memory surfaced, flashing through his mind like slides.
"So that's how it is! I've actually been reborn, and on Earth, several hundred years in the future. The world has changed, the Age of Dharma Decline is over, and spiritual energy is so abundant!"
Chen Fan absorbed the memories of this body. Most of them were missing, but he had still gained a few useful details!
He had been reborn on Earth, several hundred years later. The world had completely changed. Towering buildings had become wooden houses behind city walls, while suits and leather shoes had been replaced by ancient long robes. Everything seemed to have regressed, yet somehow it had advanced even further!
That was because the number of cultivators in this world had grown astonishingly large. Almost everyone cultivated!
At the thought, Chen Fan's heart stirred. He immediately tried circulating his cultivation method and drawing in the energy of heaven and earth. His body and mind instantly felt refreshed, and his injuries began healing rapidly!
Though his former Foundation Establishment Realm cultivation had been completely lost, fortunately, his Divine Soul had remained at the Foundation Establishment level. That was a relief.
As long as his Divine Soul remained at Foundation Establishment, advancing this new body to Foundation Establishment would be quick and easy!
But when he thought of the body he now occupied, Chen Fan frowned!
The body's original owner had been an outer disciple of Heavy Sword Peak. His family had fallen into decline, leaving him weak-willed and with no ambition.
Later, he had become infatuated with women and let a woman named Nalan Yun lead him around by the nose. A few days ago, she had tricked him into going to Demon King Valley to find a Demon Core. A Monster Beast had struck him with one paw, and he had eventually died of his injuries.
At that thought, Chen Fan suddenly felt an irrepressible surge of excitement.
It wasn't because he was angry with Nalan Yun, but because of Demon King Valley.
There were Monster Beasts in Demon King Valley! To someone from the Age of Dharma Decline, that was almost impossible to believe.
In the Age of Dharma Decline, even cultivators were rare sights, while Monster Beasts had gone completely extinct. Not one could be found anywhere on Earth.
In his previous life, he had collected many pill recipes and formation arrays, all of which required beast blood or Demon Cores. He had never managed to gather all the materials. Now that Monster Beasts had appeared, he had found hope of reaching even greater heights!
"You just woke up. Don't go moving around. Get back in bed!" The girl's voice came from beside him again.
Chen Fan turned to look. In the original host's memories, the girl before him was his younger sister, Chen Jingjing.
Still, given the original host's character and behavior, it was no wonder his younger sister was so cold toward him.
"I..."
Chen Fan pondered for a moment, about to say something.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, someone violently shoved open the room's door!
A dashing young man, who looked about seventeen or eighteen, barged in with several attendants.
As soon as he entered, the young man looked straight at Chen Jingjing and smiled mockingly. "Junior Sister Qingqing, what have you decided about what I mentioned a few days ago?"
Chen Jingjing's expression turned icy. She snapped, "Yang Mo, what are you doing here? You're not welcome. Get out!"
Yang Mo stared at Chen Jingjing's gently rising and falling chest, making no effort to hide the greed in his eyes. He laughed loudly. "Junior Sister Qingqing, I've been thinking about you day and night these past few days. I missed you so much that I just couldn't help coming to see you! So, what have you decided? As long as you agree to become my Dao Companion, who in the outer sect would dare bully you and your brother?"
"You..." Chen Jingjing was so angry she couldn't speak!
Then one of the attendants behind Yang Mo spoke up!
"Junior Sister, I think you should just agree to Senior Brother Yang. It'd be a good thing!"
"Exactly! Our Senior Brother Yang joined Heavy Sword Peak at ten. He's only been cultivating for eight years, yet he's already reached the third layer of the Qi Refining Realm. His future is limitless!"
"If you become Dao Companions with Senior Brother Yang, your standing in the outer sect will rise like a tide!"
The attendants chimed in one after another. Yang Mo wore a proud, satisfied smile.
Chen Jingjing felt deeply uncomfortable. Her expression darkened, and she said coldly, "Senior Brother Yang, I'll say this one last time. I will not become Dao Companions with you, and I don't want to think about it. Please leave!"
"Oh? So that's a no?" Yang Mo said with a careless, mocking smile.
Then he glanced at Chen Fan, who was lying on the bed, and sneered. "Well, well, if it isn't the great lover, Young Master Chen! What's the matter? Finally awake? Did you find a Demon Core in Demon King Valley? Hahaha!"
"Tsk, Nalan Yun sure is something. With just a few words, she got a piece of trash at the first layer of the Qi Refining Realm to enter Demon King Valley!" one attendant said derisively.
"Hahaha! Even Senior Brothers at the sixth layer of the Qi Refining Realm wouldn't dare venture into Demon King Valley lightly, yet you, Chen Fan, managed to make it back alive. You sure are lucky!"
"Ah, don't say that. Our romantic Chen was simply deeply in love. He dared to enter Demon King Valley for Nalan Yun. That kind of courage is beyond the ordinary!"
"Of course! Everyone knows Young Master Chen is a toad dreaming of eating swan meat!"
"You can't say that. People need dreams, after all. Otherwise, what's the difference between them and a salted fish?" Yang Mo said mockingly.
"Hahaha!"
At their words, everyone burst into laughter.
"Shut up!"
Chen Jingjing immediately shouted at them.
She might have looked down on her brother and been frustrated by his wasted potential, but that didn't mean these outsiders had the right to mock him!
"Well, well, Junior Sister Qingqing. With that murderous look on your face, are you asking your senior brother for a spar?" Yang Mo said with a cold laugh.
Chen Jingjing was only at the second layer of the Qi Refining Realm. She was no match for him!
"Hmph! Then let's spar!"
However, Chen Jingjing was furious. She shouted and was about to make a move!
Smack!
Suddenly, someone gently patted her shoulder.
Then a calm voice came from behind her.
"I'll handle this!"
"You?" Chen Jingjing was startled. She turned to look, and when she saw Chen Fan's calm expression, she couldn't help but stare.
When had she ever seen her brother remain so composed after being insulted?
Usually, wouldn't he just flee in a fit of anger?
While she stood there dumbfounded, Chen Fan had already gotten out of bed.
He was injured and hadn't fully recovered, so his face was somewhat pale.
But the moment he took his first step, a murderous aura seemed to rise from him. His gaze swept directly over Yang Mo and the others.
The next instant, his cold, indifferent voice rang out. "Are you looking to die?"
A simple sentence, yet in an instant, it seemed to freeze the air throughout the stone house.
Everyone in the room, including Chen Jingjing, was stunned.
W-what was going on with Chen Fan? He seemed like a completely different person!
When had he ever spoken with such confidence?
And with such a threatening tone!
"Well, did I hear that right? Chen Fan, were you just talking to us?" Yang Mo quickly recovered, regaining his composure as he shook his head with a cold laugh.
No matter how much Chen Fan put on an act, Yang Mo knew he was still nothing but a piece of trash at the first layer of the Qi Refining Realm. And now, with his severe injuries, he was probably weaker than an ordinary person.
"I never repeat myself. You have three breaths to get out of here!" Chen Fan said indifferently, shaking his head without changing expression.
Yang Mo's eyes turned cold. He shouted, "You're asking for death!"
A vicious killing intent crossed his face as he leaped forward. His thin frame suddenly swelled with muscle until his arms were as thick as an ordinary person's thighs, and he threw a punch!
Thump!
His fist came in with a rush of wind, heading straight for Chen Fan.
"Watch out! Dodge!" Chen Jingjing cried out in alarm!
If that punch landed, even someone at the second layer of the Qi Refining Realm would have several broken bones. And Chen Fan, her brother, was now gravely injured.
Yet Chen Fan merely looked at Yang Mo's oncoming fist and shook his head lightly, passing judgment. "Too slow!"
A faint wisp of spiritual energy gathered in his hand. He abruptly reached forward!
Smack!
With a crisp sound, he caught Yang Mo's iron fist.
The supposedly fatal punch had been stopped cold!
"How is that possible?"
Yang Mo's expression changed. He hadn't used his full strength, but he knew that someone at the first layer of the Qi Refining Realm couldn't have stopped that punch so easily, much less Chen Fan, who was now nothing but a cripple.
"Die!"
He roared again and lifted his arm, trying to pull back his fist.
But the next instant, his expression changed once more, and his eyes widened slightly.
He realized that he couldn't pull his fist back. It was as if an iron clamp had seized it, leaving him unable to move.
Suddenly, Chen Fan's eyes narrowed slightly. The five fingers of his hand closed gently!
"Crack!"
With a crisp sound, Yang Mo's fist was directly broken!
"Ah..."
A piercing scream rang through the entire stone house!
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