Chapter 845 - The Perfected Cultivator Ceremony (1/2)

Chen Fan stayed in the Ancestral Temple as a Chinese Perfected Cultivator and the temple also started to prepare for his “Perfected Cultivator Ceremony.”

The Grand Elder, Xie Changying, said, “The Perfected Cultivator Ceremony is intended to celebrate the appearance of a new Perfected Cultivator in the race. All of our friends will be invited and we’ll wors.h.i.+p our ancestors! Now that you’re here, we should tell the world about it, to show them the power of the Chinese.”

A Golden Core Cultivator was like a G.o.d.

All Golden Core Perfected Cultivators were superior in any race or sect. When a sect acquired a new Perfected Cultivator, they would open their gates and organize banquets for people around the world for ten days. Since the Chinese finally had a Golden Core Cultivator, they would be on an equal footing with many large families and no one would despise them anymore.

“With a Golden Core inside of me, I’ll be able to control my destiny!”

Qin Luo looked at Chen Fan with jealousy.

All the Chinese were organizing a ceremony for him because he was a Perfected Cultivator. He didn’t have to do anything; his only task was to sit there. By then, the elders would give him the supreme authority over the Chinese.

But Qin Luo knew Chen Fan deserved it. Without him, the Chinese would have been exterminated by the Barbaric Dragons.

“I will also become a Perfected Cultivator someday.”

Qin Luo clenched his fists.

The elders were responsible for the matters of the ceremony, while Chen Fan only walked around the Ancestral Temple all day. He had been allowed to enter a few forbidden areas to read the oldest books of the Chinese.

“Brother, did you really come from the other side of the universe? How far is your planet? Can you still go back?”

Xiao Mang was like a curious child.

She followed Chen Fan everywhere. After she knew that Chen Fan came from Earth, she had countless questions for him.

“Your friends and family must be waiting for you on Planet East. I bet you must be sad for not being able to see them. I was also devastated when I lost my parents. Don’t worry, brother. I’ll be with you all the time,” the girl mumbled as if she was going to take care of Chen Fan in w.a.n.g Xiaoyun’s stead.

“Pfft.”

Chen Fan found it hilarious.

He then kept reading the book.

This was the oldest book of the Chinese. Many secrets that only the elders could know were recorded inside.

“Mountains collapsed, rivers dried and an immortal appeared. The immortal was a hundred thousand feet tall. It stood above the city saying some words, s.h.i.+ning over ten thousand miles… After that, we lost our powers and we couldn’t feel any Spirit Qi anymore… Three hundred years later, the chains will become loose and a new cultivator will appear.”

This pa.s.sage was very confusing for many people.

But for Chen Fan, it had explained why the Chinese couldn’t cultivate. Together with Xiao Mang’s Heavenly Divine Chains, the answer was even clearer to him.

“This is truly a Grand Divine Power!” Chen Fan thought.

That immortal took the cultivation talent of an entire race by saying something and the power of the curse lasted for generations. Even normal Nascent Soul Cultivators might not be aware of such a terrifying Grand Divine Power. Besides, no one would do such a cruel thing if they didn’t hate the Chinese.

Because such a powerful Grand Divine Power must have a terrifying counter-force.

“Who hated the Chinese so much that he wanted them to suffer like that?” Chen Fan frowned.

Chen Fan knew many Dharma Spells and secret arts that could do such things.

The “Bloodline Curse” of the Blood Race was the simplest one. And yet, none of them were easy to use. All kinds of sacrifices were required and some people even had to offer their lives as a tribute.

“No matter who did that, Lord Beihan should know about it. It might even be a spell cast by the first Lord Beihan. They said he had completed the true form of the Sky-Swallowing Python back then and he was as powerful as a Nascent Soul Cultivator. He should be able to live for thousands of years, but he disappeared when he was a thousand years old. Something must have happened.”

Chen Fan decided to go to the royal city and ask the Zhao family some other time.

There were several forbidden areas in the Ancestral Temple.

Some were for storing cultivation arts, some for old books, some for Spirit Pills and Spirit Medicine and some for the Dharma Treasures and weapons of the ancestors. The first few of them were very important, but no one seemed to care about the last one.

The Dharma Treasures and weapons of the Chinese ancestors had been made for thousands of years.

The Spirit Treasures that could still be used had already been taken, so almost all of the remaining ones in the forbidden area were useless or broken.

Chen Fan looked over the weapons and found that they had lost all their Spirit Qi already.

He stood in the forbidden area, glancing over the rusted weapons. They used to belong to the Perfected Cultivators and the Heavenly Lord of the Chinese, and had been used to fight with countless Overlords. But at the moment, they could only sit in a corner without anyone noticing them.

“Hm?” Chen Fan suddenly murmured.

He saw a broken sword. It was originally five feet long, but only half remained there. It was covered with rust and black blood stains.

Chen Fan was shocked because he sensed a vicious energy in the blood. Even though the energy was weak, it was still lingering after its owner had died many years in the past.

“This is… the blood of a Nascent Soul Predator? Was this the sword of the Nascent Soul Heavenly Lord?”

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes.

He reached out and grabbed the sword. His Essence Core spinned and infused his True Martial True Essence inside.