Chapter 1201 - The Universe Is Massive, Earth Is Small (2/2)

What a great time for poems and wine.

A young man and a girl were sitting on an azure rock like an immortal couple.

That immortal couple had a huge difference in seniority.

“You may also be able to become a Soul Formation Divine Lord in the future,” Chen Fan said to the little girl.

Chen Fan had never underestimated the potential of Earth’s denizens. After building strength for thousands of years, there was currently an outbreak of power. A large number of Overlords would certainly appear, and there was a Fiend Zombie in the deity ground. Cultivators might even be able to enter the Void Returning level, let alone the Soul Formation level. As for the Dao Reunion level, it would depend on their luck. Since Fang Qiong and Chen Fan had taken the accumulated energy from the deity ground, it would need at least a thousand or ten thousand years to nurture a Dao Reunion cultivator.

“Grandmaster, don’t worry. I will certainly become a Soul Formation cultivator soon, then I’ll go travel through the universe with you to protect you.”

Chen Yaoyao was wearing a white, breathable vest and a pair of denim shorts, exposing her ivory long legs. She was sitting on an azure rock next to a willow, eating watermelon. Her cheeks bulged and she talked unclearly, quite unlike the image expected of a senior member of the North Qiong Sect and a Connate Cultivator.

Ever since she knew Chen Fan was A’Xiu’s master, she had switched to calling Chen Fan “Grandmaster,” instead of “Sect Master.”

He had one more identity all of a sudden.

“Your father Chen Xiao and I are peers and distant cousins. Don’t call me something randomly.” Chen Fan glared at her.

That Connate Cultivator with a mouth stuffed with watermelon wasn’t reliable, at all.

“Besides, the universe is a place based on rules. It’s great that you’re constant with your cultivation, but don’t forget to enjoy life; people live for themselves after all. Cultivation occupies a huge part of your life, but it’s not that important sometimes,” Chen Fan said gently.

With a reincarnated Grand Cultivator like him, a boundless warrior who had once killed a Pseudo-Soul Formation cultivator—

Those Grand Cultivators in the Little South Heavenly Realm would pause and relent. If they couldn’t make sure Chen Fan would die, what was the point of destroying Earth? The Grand Cultivators could live for quite a long time. When Chen Fan returned a century later, who would be able to bear his anger?

Didn’t they cultivate so that their descendants could enjoy a more splendid time and living?

“I don’t think so.”

Chen Yaoyao shook her head.

The Abandoned Planet Region was already too fierce in her eyes. The seven sects from the Little South Heavenly Realm had mobilized their forces to attack Earth, and they almost killed all the creatures on the planet. Putting that into perspective, the vast space would certainly have tons of Overlords, talents and dangers every step of the way.

“It’s true that there are many Overlords. The universe is quite vast after all; Earth is just a drop in the bucket when considered from that point of view. And yet, you’ve thought too much about the other things.” Chen Fan smiled.

As for the real universe—

As Chen Fan said…

That was a place that focused on rules. The Little South Heavenly Realm didn’t go by this way of life because it was in a remote, barren area of the universe; it was just as if there were still aboriginal cannibals on Earth’s civilized and modern world.

“If the universe didn’t care about rules, the world would have fallen into chaos, soon being torn apart.”

There were things Chen Fan didn’t tell them.

They would truly understand when they traveled in the rest of the universe and opened their eyes to appreciate its vastness.

Those who had power but squandered it were merely beasts.

Being able to keep power in check was the only reason why humans had been able to become that powerful.

Besides, if Chen Fan really encountered someone unreasonable, he could merely kill that person with a single hand. He was at the moment afraid that people would talk about rules with him.

A twelve-foot man in iron armor said, “This Little South Heavenly Realm is indeed a barren region in the universe. I used to hear people talk about it and thought they were just exaggerating, joking around. I can’t believe it’s true. The locals kill people over an argument. That Connate Cultivator merely said a disrespectful thing and then the old Nascent Soul Cultivator smashed him to death. I thought I was in the realm of Monsters.”

A beautiful woman in a light green gown replied, “The Little South Heavenly Realm is too far from the core areas of the universe after all. We even had to cross quite the long black sandstorm area when we came from the South Heavenly Realm. Normal Nascent Soul cultivators would have never been able to travel through that place; it’s like they’re separated, even from the very edge of civilization. So, there’s a reason why they’re so barbaric.”

A young man in a purple outfit—with purple glitters and nine talismans in his eyes—was looking up and pondering in front of them.

The three of them walked in a metropolis as if the city were deserted; no one knew they were there.

“It’s strange. A technology-based civilization developed at the center of the Abandoned Planet Region, knowing how precious the power of restraints is,” the woman said as she looked at the young man in purple outfit.

“This is just a technological civilization in its infancy. It’s vulnerable. I can destroy it with a halberd.” The man in armor grunted.

“We’re here to meet someone. If we can rope in this reincarnated Grand Cultivator, Chen Beixuan, Young Master will certainly be at an advantage when fighting for the position of Sacred Prince Candidate,” said the beautiful woman.

The three of them kept on walking.

They had no idea Chen Fan had already left.

A ship sailed straight towards the Star Ocean.