C6 Breakthrough

"Yes." Zhang Fan looked at Feng Batian in surprise. He didn't understand why Feng Batian was acting this way. He didn't know that Feng Batian's surprise was completely due to Zhang Fan's current physical condition. What was Zhang Fan's current condition? It took Zhang Fan a lot of stamina to climb this mountain, let alone a thousand meters.

Seeing Feng Batian's astonishment, Zhang Fan explained, "We climbed up from the morning till the afternoon."

Even though Zhang Fan had said this, Feng Batian's amazement did not change. There was a complicated look in his eyes. At this moment, he realized that his son was also someone with perseverance, but it was a pity! A look of unwillingness flashed through his eyes before he sighed and said, "Let's go. I'll lead you down."

"Yes." Zhang Fan nodded.

Feng Ba Tian also stopped talking. He spread his arms and hugged the two of them. With a light hum, Zhang Fan could clearly feel an extremely tyrannical energy coming from Feng Ba Tian's body.

The whistling sound of the wind could be heard. In just a few seconds, they had already reached the ground.

Stepping onto the grass, Zhang Fan felt extremely at ease.

"Ling'er, are you alright?" Feng Batian looked at Zhang Fan's expression and couldn't help but to say.

"I'm fine." Zhang Fan came back to his senses and shook his head. However, he clenched his fists. In this world where the strong were revered, how could he not be strong?

"Let's go." Feng Batian exhaled and took the lead.

Looking at Feng Batian's back, Zhang Fan discovered that Feng Batian's figure was very tall. Think about it, Feng Batian's only son was actually a piece of trash. Just how much pressure could Feng Batian bear?

Zhang Fan's eyes became even more determined. A transcendent aura appeared once more as his belief in becoming strong once more became firm!

The little girl who was standing beside Zhang Fan had a look of infatuation on her face again. How did her young master become so different in such a short amount of time?

After returning home, Zhang Fan went straight to his room. After eating the delicious food that the little girl brought, he sat down on his bed, closed his eyes, and began to cultivate.

Now that the Purple Clouds technique had a foundation, he could not relax for even a moment! There was no helping it, his body was still too weak and he could use the Purple Clouds technique to improve it. As for the Awakening Martial Spirit that this world spoke of, he was still a bit clueless about it.

According to his memory, it was only the breathing of the energy between heaven and earth that made his body stronger and stronger. When he reached a certain level, he could activate his Martial Spirit and truly embark on the road of cultivation.

Closing his eyes, Zhang Fan willed it in his mind, guiding the power to flow through his body. The Purple Clouds Art was similar to the cultivation of this world, absorbing the purest form of energy between heaven and earth, storing it in his dantian.

Through his memory, he discovered that this world was different from his. All of the energy in this world was contained within the Martial Spirit, so if you couldn't awaken your Martial Spirit, you would have to stop at the fifth grade Warrior realm …

Moreover, this body of his naturally couldn't sense the energy of heaven and earth, let alone a martial soul awakening at the fifth level …

Fortunately, he was no longer the same Feng Ling as before. He had the Purple Clouds Art, and he had already used the Heaven and Earth powers.

Feeling the Qi in his body getting stronger and stronger, Zhang Fan became more and more joyful. Right at this moment, he suddenly felt the Qi flow controlling his body to suddenly shake, and before he could even react, he felt the power of space and time, directly rushing towards his chest.

Zhang Fan was shocked and quickly followed up with his thoughts …

Rumble … All of a sudden, Zhang Fan's mind went blank. He could only feel an extremely pure energy gushing out from his chest.

"What's going on?" That was Zhang Fan's last thought when he fainted.

"Young Master... What happened to the young master? Why aren't you awake yet? "Sob, sob …"

Gradually, Zhang Fan regained his senses. When he opened his eyes, he felt as if the entire world had changed, and the little girl was sitting beside his bed, looking at him with tears in her eyes …

"Young master, you're finally awake." Seeing Zhang Fan opening his eyes, a look of pleasant surprise appeared in his eyes.

"Okay." Zhang Fan propped himself up from the ground and looked around. He felt an abnormal difference.

Zhang Fan's heart pounded rapidly, and an idea appeared in his mind. His expression was one of astonishment, and his eyes were as black as ink, filled with disbelief.

At this moment, there was a purple cyclone rotating slowly in his dantian. Wasn't this exactly what the first layer of the Purple Clouds looked like?

"Young Master, are you alright?" At this moment, the little girl let go of Zhang Fan and looked at him in a daze. Her pair of beautiful eyes were filled with worry as she looked at him.

"I'm fine."

A smile appeared on his innocent face, but there was doubt in his eyes. Logically speaking, it was impossible to break through so quickly, but how could he explain the current situation?

Zhang Fan pondered for a moment before suddenly recalling the uncontrollable flow of Qi that he had experienced last night.

His chest? Surprised, Zhang Fan quickly opened his shirt.

"Ah!" The little girl let out a soft "ah" and quickly turned her head around with a rosy blush on her little face …

Zhang Fan didn't notice the little girl's expression, but his pupils became larger. His pitch-black eyes were filled with disbelief. In the middle of his chest, there was a mark of a jade pendant, and this mark was the one he wore in his previous life.

So last night's incident was caused by this jade pendant?

His heart began to race, carrying the feeling of stormy seas. He originally thought that this jade pendant had disappeared, but now that he was here, what about his sword?

Zhang Fan gulped. That sword was passed down to him by his master, and the sword also had a pleasant name – Xuanyuan. He truly liked that sword, and the entire sword carried a domineering aura with it as it looked down on the world.

"Young master, you …" The little loli looked back and saw that Zhang Fan was still standing there with his chest open. It was unknown what he was thinking about, but she could not help but exclaim softly.

After coming back to his senses, Zhang Fan lifted his head to look at the little girl. He discovered that she had a rosy face and lowered her head. Even her ears looked red …

"Cough, cough!" Sensing that something was wrong, Zhang Fan could not help but let out a dry cough. He quickly tidied up his clothes and looked a little embarrassed.

After Zhang Fan had tidied up his clothes, Ouyang Xian'er sneakily glanced at him. Seeing that Zhang Fan's clothes were tidied up, she let out a sigh of relief before extending her hand and helping Zhang Fan smooth out a little. "Young master, is there something wrong with your body? Why are you only awake now?"

"What time is it now?" Zhang Fan frowned.

"It's noon." Ouyang Xian'er said.

"Eh, it's already so late." Zhang Fan had an expression of disbelief on his face.

"Yeah, I thought young master was in trouble again." The little girl said.

Zhang Fan smiled when he heard this. At this moment, Ouyang Xian'er's eyes were a bit red.

"Young master, are you hungry?" I'll go prepare some food for you. "

"Yes." Looking at the back of the little girl, Zhang Fan felt a little touched. He took a deep breath, and once again, lifted up the clothes that the little girl had tidied up. Looking at the pattern of the jade pendant on his chest, his eyes flashed with a strange light, and he felt that the jade pendant had become even more mysterious.