Chapter 1073 - Chen Fan Is Out of Fashion (2/2)

Despite his faith in Chen Fan’s power, he wondered whether Chen Fan had already reached the Nascent Soul realm. Ever since Old Dragon reached Golden Core, he gained a renewed understanding on the difficulties of breaking through. He doubted that he could achieve such a state even after ten or twenty years. To become a Nascent Soul Cultivator was to become an immortal whose life would last an eternity even outside of Earth.

“Should we still contact Perfected Cultivator Chen?” a disciple of the Kunlun asked.

“Yes, why not? North Qiong is the backbone of our race and Perfected Cultivator Chen a paragon. We can’t just sit around and do nothing,” Old dragon said.

Meanwhile, such conversations were carried out at many other places such as the Dragon Tiger Mountain, the Tantric Buddhism territory, the Tai Chi Sect and the Seven Kill Fist Sect. Although everyone was lamenting for Chen Fan’s missing opportunity, the respect they had for him ran deeply.

However, sentiments were much different among the Dark Races.

A dark castle suddenly appeared in the dark woods of Romania. The crimson clouds in the sky outlined its ghostly edges.

A dozen black-clad cultivators from the Blood Race sat around a table; all of them had reached Connate Level and some were even at the Golden Core realm. Many blond maids bustled around them and placed dishes, one after another.

One of the Blood Race cultivators suddenly s.n.a.t.c.hed a maid by the arm and pulled her neck close to his teeth. He sucked the girl’s blood dry in a blink. The other maids kept working despite the trepidation.

An elder sitting at the head of the table asked, “Chen Beixuan? Is he the one who slaughtered our Kindred in Planet East?”

He was surrounded by six other elders, all of them were at the Golden Core level. They were wearing a black robe with golden trim, a standard attire for the elders of the Blood Race.

“That’s him. We couldn’t find him when we sacked the North Mystic Sect. He has shown up lately and killed a few of our men,” a Blood Race cultivator said.

One of the elders said with a dark smirk, “Humph! He’s just a Golden Core Cultivator. Let the Blood Guards deal with him. The elders have many important things to attend to.”

“Sure.”

The other six elders nodded in agreement.

The Blood Guard was made up by three Golden Core Cultivators and more than a hundred Blood Race Kindreds. The elders were convinced that Chen Fan would succ.u.mb to their might.

Meanwhile, many alien races looked toward China. They were the Gold Clan from the South American jungles, Monsters from the Chang Bai Dragon Lake, and the Dark Wolves from Siberia.

Those Dark Races had arrived from far away planets and plundered the resources on earth while treating humans like animals. They didn’t think Chen Fan would pose much threat to them.

Meanwhile, the meeting rooms in the Taichi Temple, the Wuji Arena and the Sun Palace were also filled with scornful remarks.

“A pitiful mortal dares to challenge us? Have they forgotten our methods?”

“Let’s see if we can make him work for us before we do anything. If he refuses, we will let Jiang Churan test her newfound Golden Core power on him.”

“I like that idea!”

Satisfied, many Divine Wills disappeared from the meeting room.

Meanwhile, inside a cultivation chamber at the Taichu Temple, a beautiful girl wearing a purple outfit was sitting in silence.

Her body was surrounded by a nimbus that illuminated her graceful appearance. Her brows were slightly knotted, since her cultivation arrived at a critical moment. She was on the verge of forming a Golden Core.

Meanwhile, Chen Fan headed to Qin Yang County with Chen Yaoyao and A’Xiu, then he found his Auntie Tang.

“Xiao Fan, are you all right?” Auntie Tang asked. Her voice was a mix of worry and guilt. “Feifei told me about what happened. I can’t believe she would do that to you.”

“It’s fine. Feifei is young and was under a lot of peer pressure. You don’t have to be too hard on her,” Chen Fan said.

Auntie Tang felt disappointed despite Chen Fan’s amiable tone.

She wanted Feifei to be on Chen Fan’s good side and hoped that he would accept her as one of his disciples. But that was unlikely to happen.

“So be it.” Auntie Tang lamented. “Ah right, Uncle Jiang invited you to Yan Jin. He said he has something important to discuss with you.”

“Jiang Haishan?”

A strange smile appeared on Chen Fan’s face.