C10 It Was like the Other World

With a stunned expression, Zhang Fan suddenly thought of something. In his memory, he had not felt any natural energy since he was young. Could it be that his body was not an inborn trash?

At this moment, Zhang Fan became suspicious. This ball of light was so strange, could it be the ball of light was up to something?

Zhang Fan's body slightly trembled as he opened his eyes. His eyes were filled with shock.

He thought of his father's loneliness and unwillingness. What should he know?

Trembling, Zhang Fan's pupils contracted as he began to breathe heavily.

After a long while, Zhang Fan finally lost himself in his thoughts and started inspecting the interior again.

As he looked at the colorful ball of light, a formidable aura emerged once more. If he were to break through this ball of light, what would happen?

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan's heart grew restless. He didn't waste any more words. The Purple Clouds Divine Art instantly circulated, and a dense amount of energy surged out like a waterfall towards that multicolored light.

In that instant, the colorful glow exploded out once again. Zhang Fan's willpower was instantly dispelled. He opened his eyes, and a pale expression appeared on his face.

He clenched his teeth, but blood still flowed from the corner of his mouth.

After wiping it away with a flick of his sleeve, a hint of gloominess appeared in Zhang Fan's eyes. He was even more determined now that this multicolored ball of light was definitely set up by someone on purpose! It seemed like he had to ask his father about the details.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Fan closed his eyes and started to adjust his breathing. The impact just now had almost displaced his internal organs, causing him to suffer some injuries.

On the second day, when the pitch-black cave no longer looked as heavy as before, Ouyang Xian`er, who was still in Zhang Fan's embrace, moved her body as she opened her eyes.

Ouyang Xian`er's face turned slightly red as she realized that she was still cuddled in Zhang Fan's embrace.

Perhaps the cave was a little cool, or the room was not as good as the room, but Ouyang Xian`er found it very comfortable to be in Zhang Fan's embrace.

Stealthily glancing at Zhang Fan and seeing him leaning against the ice-cold stone wall, a trace of heartache appeared in his eyes.

Opening his eyes, Zhang Fan was the first to see Ouyang Xian`er's large eyes staring at him unblinkingly. With some doubt, he couldn't help but ask, "Xian'Er, is there something on my face?"

"Nope."

Zhang Fan discovered that Ouyang Xian`er was a girl who blushed easily.

Ouyang Xian`er's appearance was outstanding to begin with. She was gentle, elegant, refined, and extremely attractive. Her blushing face reminded her of that girl from her previous life. An indescribable pain surged through her heart.

"Young Master, what's wrong?" Noticing Zhang Fan's lonely expression, he quickly spoke up.

Forcing a smile, Zhang Fan shook his head and said, "I'm fine!"

"Let's go out, or father will be worried again." Zhang Fan changed the topic.

"Yes." The little girl nodded, reluctantly standing up from Zhang Fan's embrace.

Outside, the fresh air was laced with the fragrance of mud and grass.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Fan looked at the rising sun. The sunlight wasn't particularly dazzling, but radiated a fiery red light in all directions. His expression couldn't help but become misty. After speaking, he lifted up the Purple Clouds technique and started climbing down.

When the two of them returned to the family, they coincidentally bumped into Feng Batian, who was walking towards the back of the mountain with his clothes dirty.

Seeing how anxious Feng Batian was, Zhang Fan pulled Ouyang Xian`er along and quickly walked up to him. "Father."

"Ling'er, where did you go?" When Feng Batian saw the two, he let out a sigh of relief.

"We took a walk around the back of the mountain."

After some hesitation, Zhang Fan's eyes landed on Feng Batian and directly told him about what happened at the back mountain.

Surprised, Feng Batian's face was filled with disbelief. Then, he quickly said: "You didn't tell this to anyone right?"

"Nope." Zhang Fan nodded.

"Mm, that's good." Feng Batian nodded. He had naturally heard of Ji Tong's name before. If the skills he had left behind were to leave people behind, it was likely that the entire empire would be in turmoil.

"You cultivated?"

As Feng Batian said this, his expression changed a little bit, and he even became a little excited.

"Yes." Zhang Fan nodded.

"How is it?" Feng Batian's voice carried a slight tremble, his eyes were filled with anticipation.

Looking at Feng Batian's expression, Zhang Fan's heart was moved. He did not say anything unnecessary and started to circulate the Purple Clouds technique.

He spread out his right hand, and at the same time, clenched his fist. The power of the Purple Clouds technique instantly gathered on his fist. An indescribable aura began to flow from Zhang Fan's body.

"Hah!"

Zhang Fan growled as he punched out with his right fist.

"Bang." The sound of breaking wind could be heard. Feng Batian could clearly feel a burst of energy coming from Zhang Fan's body.

Trembling all over, Feng Batian couldn't help but clench his fist. His face was flushed red and his heart was endlessly excited. He arrived in front of Zhang Fan in two steps.

"Clap clap."

Feng Ba Tian patted Zhang Fan's shoulder twice. " "Well done."

Zhang Fan's expression changed slightly. Seeing how happy Feng Batian was, an indescribable feeling arose from the bottom of Zhang Fan's heart. He didn't tell Feng Batian that this was caused by the Purple Clouds technique, but looking at how happy Feng Batian was, he knew that he had done the right thing.

He couldn't say it out loud. Firstly, this was his greatest secret, and secondly, he needed to find an excuse to say it. Where did he get this martial skill from? Now, it just so happened that Ji Tong's technique could hide these things, and the words on the wall had been scratched into a mess. Therefore, he had nothing to worry about.

"Let's go." Feng Batian took a deep breath, and started to walk outside: "I want to pay my respects to this senior."

In the cave, Feng Batian looked at the skeleton and immediately knelt down. He kowtowed heavily and said: "Junior Feng Batian thanks senior for the cultivation technique. If the Feng Clan is still here in the future, I will definitely pay my respects to you."

With that, Batian turned his gaze to Zhang Fan, who was standing to the side, and said, "Ling'er is here to pay her respects to Senior."

Nodding his head, Zhang Fan knelt down next to Feng Batian without the slightest hesitation. Taking into account that he had trained in Ji Tong's technique, this kowtow was completely natural.

He looked at Zhang Fan and said: "Ling'er, you should practice this cultivation technique properly. I don't need you to become a powerhouse of your generation, but you must at least have the ability to protect yourself. Also, the outside world is different from the family; when you walk out of the family and enter the world, I hope you can bear with it."

"Of course, if you can't endure it, then use your life to protect the dignity of men. None of us, the Feng Clan, are cowards!"

The spiritual qi of Feng Batian got even stronger!

Zhang Fan nodded and clenched his fists. However, his expression was indifferent. What was his status in his previous life? If a supreme assassin could not even bear the most basic of patience, how could he talk about a supreme expert? Was he worthy?