Chapter 1687: Win Over This Person (2/2)

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An eerie cold wind blew across the Ghost World landscape; in every direction, there were yin winds formed of ghost qi.

On the tip of Ghost World’s northern region, where the yin winds were the strongest and coldest stood a great fort-like city. This city stretched for countless miles, resembling a super big plane rather than a city, and this was the Ghost World’s number one city, Fengdu City!

Although the Fengdu City had not unified the whole Ghost World, it held supreme authority in the Ghost World. The Fengdu City Castellan Qin Fan’s order was equivalent to an imperial edict!

In other words, in Ghost World, people would rather offend the Netherworld King’s Organisation than offend Fengdu City. Just from this, one could understand Fengdu City’s standing in Ghost World.

At this time, somewhere inside a hidden space of Fengdu City, sat a tall stalwart man in his forties. This middle-aged man’s eyes were blue as the sea, he had big ears, and his aura was infinitely similar to heaven and earth’s aura. This middle-aged man was Ghost World’s most powerful cultivator, the strongest person, and Fengdu City’s Castellan, Qin Fan.

Qin Fan raised his hand, gathering the surroundings’ spiritual energy and condensing it into living beings, watching their changes, and comprehending something.

At this time, in the distance, a figure arrived in whistling wind. Upon noticing this figure, Qin Fan’s movements stopped.

The figure was one of Qin Fan’s personal disciples, Jiao Zhouqing.

Jiao Zhouqing was a supreme godhead genius, who was also Qin Fan’s right-hand man. Jiao Zhouqing was already a late-Tenth Order Emperor Realm expert.

“Greetings Master!” Jiao Zhouqing saluted as he arrived in front of Qin Fan.

“Stand up,” Qin Fan said, “Qing’er, what is the matter?”

In general, if there were no critical matters, Jiao Zhouqing would only report to him via messages, but now he had come to see him personally. Surely, there had to be something extraordinary.

“Master, just a while ago, I received a report from the Asura World, related to the Holy Mountain.” Jiao Zhouqing hesitated briefly before he began. “Someone has broken the Master’s record.”

“Oh!” Qin Fan was genuinely surprised. “You mean someone has already passed the second floor?”

It has been a little over a day since the Holy Mountain surfaced. Based on his son and that Shi Yinyu’s talent, it was granted that they had passed the second floor. But which of those two broke his record?

“No.” Jiao Zhouqing’s reply interrupted Qin Fan’s internal musing. “Someone has already passed the third floor!”

“The third floor? You, you, what did you say? The third floor?! Are you sure someone has passed the third floor?!” Qin Fan rushed to his feet with an astonished expression. His eyes were wide as fists.

“It is true; moreover, it took that person only half a day to pass the first three floors. At this moment, that person has entered the fourth floor.” Jiao Zhouqing honestly replied, and went on, “It is estimated that most Hell’s forces have received news of this, everyone is in a wave of shock.”

“This, this, such a genius actually exists!?” Qin Fan was even more shocked.

“Master, what should we do now?” Jiao Zhouqing asked moments later.

“Check and find out who that person is. We need to do our best to form a good relationship with him.” Qin Fan made an effort to calm himself, taking a deep breath, he added, “Pass my order, unless absolutely necessary, do not offend that person!”

“Yes, Master.”

When the Massacring Gods Gate, Misty Palace, Dark Roc Race, and various other forces learned the news, their reactions were similar to the Nine Yin Giant Corpse Tribe and Fengdu City.

The mysterious peerless genius Huang Xiaolong turned into the target all Hell’s forces wanted to win over, overnight.

Inside the Holy Mountain’s fourth floor, Huang Xiaolong was ignorant of the furor he had caused outside. He was entirely focused on killing those Blackstone Monsters, but to kill these Blackstone Monsters rapidly depleted his godforce. By the time his kill count reached eight thousand, exhaustion set in.

Huang Xiaolong’s progress slowed down significantly.