Chapter 775 - Who Is Chen Beixuan? (2/2)
“What went wrong? Why did history divert so much from my past life? Could there really be a powerful force behind all of this?” Chen Fan pondered but quickly realized he didn’t have to care.
Behind the North Mystic Celestial Lord’s mighty power was resilience and perseverance. As long as he had the strength, he could banish anything with a hack of his sword.
His priority right then was to head home and check on his family and friends.
As Chen Fan walked briskly in the street and pondered about his next step, his train of thoughts were interrupted by a voice calling out to him.
“Hi, excuse me. Are you a Martial Artist?”
Chen Fan looked up and saw a group of young girls looking at him expectantly. Their youthful faces and sunny expressions suggested that they were around seventeen or eighteen.
“Kind of.”
Chen Fan nodded.
“Finally!”
“What did I tell you? Dated style and grey hair, he might even be a powerful one! Like… like a Grandmaster.”
“Selfies please!”
Those young girls prattled on.
The boys standing beside them nodded as they looked at Chen Fan with admiration in their eyes.
“We are university students from Yan Jin. You must be from the front lines. How brave! I’ve heard about the Malice Beast’s attack in the western deserts. Even General Ye Nantian partic.i.p.ated in the battle. So many people have died though…” a girl wearing short pants said.
Chen Fan felt somewhat bewildered.
Three years back, most people weren’t even aware of the existence of Internal Force Users. In recent times, even university students knew of Ye Nantian. Chen Fan lamented the changes that had happened.
Suddenly, his face changed.
“I’ve seen on the internet that the Christian Church was behind the Malice Beasts attack. General Chen Huaian went to question the Christian Church, but he was gravely injured by Saint Augustus. People are riled up by the incident and demanded the Christian Church to apologize,” the girl went on.
“Hold on a second. You said General Chen Huaian. Is he from the North Qiong Sect?” Chen Fan held onto the girl’s wrist and asked, eyes blazing.
“Argh!”
The girl whimpered as tears welled in her eyes.
Chen Fan finally realized that he had gotten carried away and used too much force. He hurried to apologize and let go of the girl, leaving a red mark on the girl’s pale skin.
“I am sorry.”
Chen Fan apologized as he drew up a tendril of Yi Wood Spirit Qi and rubbed it on the girl’s wrist.
Under everyone’s surprised eyes, the red mark on the girl’s wrist disappeared. The girl shook her hand and her eyes were wide open in surprise.
“It doesn’t hurt anymore.”
“I have heard that many cultivators have miraculous abilities called Divine Powers. I wager you’re not a Grandmaster, but an Immortal State Warrior.”
“That’s impossible. I know the names of all Immortal State Warriors in China.”
The students argued with each other as they glared at Chen Fan with burning curiosity. Some moved closer to Chen Fan and asked for a selfie with him.
“Is Chen Huaian from the North Qiong Sect?”
Chen Fan ignored the students and looked at the young girl.
“Yes. He’s one of the three generals in North Qiong: Chen Huaian, Hua Yunfeng and Xie Yan. Along with Ye Qincang, they are the only four Earth Level Deities in China. China has survived this long thanks to them,” the girl answered obediently.
“Who would have thought that my grandfather would become a general?” Chen Fan grinned. “Christian Church, I should have dealt with you back then. This time, I won’t repeat my mistake.”
Chen Fan bolted for home after hearing his grandfather was injured. He turned into a streak of golden light and disappeared.
“Ah right, I’ve also heard of another General called Cang Dragon. He is China’s first Earth Level Deity. But he has been missing for many years and many people believe he’s dead. I’ve seen his picture, he’s very handsome,” the girl said.
Suddenly, a ray of golden light rose beside her and rushed to the sky, then made a turn and headed east.
Many people were shocked by the development. The girl suddenly remembered the picture of General Cang Dragon she had seen many years back, and he looked just like the young man she had been talking to.
“Was… was he General Cang Dragon?”
The girl was dumbfounded.