Great Qian Imperial Capital.
Within the Martial Academy's main headquarters.
Yan Shoudao and his disciple Shen Yuansi wore complicated expressions as they stood respectfully before Chen Fan.
The Life-Taking Young Master and the Martial Academy's dean, figures Chen Fan had once been able only to look up to, now treated him this way. Naturally, it left him with mixed feelings.
Shen Yuansi stepped forward, holding a jade gourd the size of a human head in both hands. "Lord Chen Fan... the Myriad Forms Gourd is for you."
More than twenty years had passed since they last met. Shen Yuansi had risen from the second level of the Dao Domain to the Dao Fruit Realm, so he must have encountered no small opportunity.
Yet after twenty years, the gap between him and Chen Fan had instead grown even wider.
Chen Fan did not have a bad impression of Shen Yuansi. Though he felt somewhat complicated upon hearing him address him as "Lord," he said nothing and accepted the Myriad Forms Gourd.
Having obtained the Myriad Forms Gourd, he did not linger at the Martial Academy and instead left directly.
Watching Chen Fan's back vanish from sight.
Yan Shoudao let out a soft sigh, a trace of bewilderment flashing through his eyes.
He had guarded the Myriad Forms Gourd under Liu Gang's orders, yet he had never expected that only a few decades after Liu Gang's death, the gourd would change hands—and to the very man who had killed Liu Gang's son and grandson. Still, Yan Shoudao had nothing to say.
Who could have imagined that someone like Chen Fan existed in this world?
The Myriad Forms Gourd was, after all, no ordinary Dao artifact. Refining it was far more difficult than refining a spatial seed.
Even Chen Fan had to