C6 The Furious Chu Huaiyuan

In a grand hall located deep within the imperial palace.

A dignified old man clad in a dragon robe was currently revising the memorial. He was none other than the Emperor of Chu, Chu Huaiyuan.

He stopped writing when he felt an inexplicable sense of frustration.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the empress requests an audience." Coincidentally, a report from a eunuch just happened to be coming in from outside.

Chu Huaiyuan frowned and said, "Come in."

A luxuriously dressed, heavily made-up woman walked in sobbing, saying, "Your Majesty must uphold justice for me!" "Liu'er was beaten up by someone outside."

"What!" Chu Huaiyuan was shocked when he heard that. He quickly stood up and said, "What happened? Tell me in detail."

The empress sobbed as she said, "It's still that Chen Fan of the Chen family who carries the title of trash. He's actually already a master of the Bloodmelting Realm, even his jade bones were broken by him. I'm afraid he won't be able to cultivate anymore …"

"What did you say!" Chu Huaiyuan felt like he was struck by lightning, he could not hear a single word clearly.

Chu Huaiyuan was already seventy years old. Due to his poor talent, he was always stuck at the peak of the Bloodmelting Realm, unable to enter the Upper Sky Realm.

If he could not reach Xiantian, then he would always be a mortal with an end to his lifespan. With his body's condition, he would probably turn into a pile of dirt in a few years.

Chu Huaiyuan had placed his last hope on his youngest son, hoping that he would be able to bring back some elixirs after entering the sect. Now that this hope had been severed, how could he not be furious and despair.

"Bam!" The case in front of him was smashed into smithereens with a single kick from Chu Huaiyuan. Fist-sized fragments flew everywhere, and the memorial was scattered all over the ground.

Chu Huaiyuan's eyes were bloodshot, and he was panting heavily. He could not suppress the aura emanating from his body and unleashed a powerful aura of someone at the peak of the Bloodmelting Realm.

"That little bastard Chen Fan will die a horrible death!" "And Chen Tiexin, could it be that all of this is your scheme? You are trying to end my immortal path!"

"Where are the imperial guards?" Chu Huaiyuan roared.

"This official is here." A eunuch wearing a tall hat instantly appeared and knelt on the ground.

"Send my order that all the imperial guards follow me to attack the Chen family and capture Chen Fan. Anyone who resists will be executed without question!" Chu Huaiyuan's eyes flashed with a cold gleam as he spoke coldly.

"Understood!"

"Wait, send this imperial edict to Chen Tiexin at the same time. Tell him to return to the capital as soon as possible!"

Chu Huaiyuan prepared an imperial edict and passed it to the eunuch.

The eunuch hurriedly said his farewells.

Chu Huaiyuan was so angry that he started laughing instead of saying anything. He gritted his teeth and said, "Son of the Chen family and Chen Tiexin, you have destroyed my immortal destiny. I will make sure you all die a miserable death."

Looking at the sobbing empress behind him, Chu Huaiyuan was irritated.

Normally, I would tolerate you relying on my son's relationship, but now that my son is crippled, why are you still causing trouble for my heart?

With this thought in mind, Chu Huaiyuan stepped forward and kicked the empress in the face. Without even looking at the mangled empress's face, he left quickly with endless killing intent.

After Chen Fan and Ye Luoluo parted ways, Ye Rolo returned home to ask his father about the method to recover his Dantian. After settling down his big brother, he went back to his room.

Sitting cross-legged, Chen Fan sent his consciousness into his dantian, discovering that there was still a layer of mist covering the runes. Forcefully comprehending it would only give him a splitting headache.

Once he reached the Xiantian realm, perhaps this cultivation technique would be revealed. He speculated in his heart that at this moment, he was already at the peak of the Bloodmelting Realm and was only half a step away from the Xiantian realm.

Fourth level of the Nascent Realm: Muscle, tendons, bone tempering, and hemolysis. These were all processes that allowed the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth to temper and refine the body, allowing it to become more compatible with Spiritual Qi.

In this process of cultivation, there was no such thing as a cultivation technique. Everything depended on one's own accumulation. When water flows, it is natural to enter the Upper Sky Realm.

If one's spiritual roots were exceptional, then this process could be infinitely accelerated. If their spiritual roots were inferior, then they would have to put in a lot more effort than ordinary people. Moreover, they would need a lot of luck to enter into the Xiantian realm, and the majority of them would be stuck in the Houtian realm for their entire life.

Chen Fan calmed himself down and felt a majestic Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth seeping into his body through the Jade Bone Spirit Root at the back of his head. The feeling of being filled with Spiritual Qi was very comfortable, causing one to be intoxicated.

After this morning's battle, Chen Fan felt his spiritual energy fuse with his body, becoming even more plump and actually showing signs of a breakthrough.

At this moment, bursts of spiritual energy no longer entered Chen Fan's body, but converged in his dantian, showing signs of turning into a whirlpool. This caused him to feel a wave of joy.

He knew very well that if he could condense the spiritual Qi into a whirlpool in his dantian, it would mean that he had entered the Greater Heaven stage. At that time, his cultivation would be even higher.

Moreover, the black jade had been peaceful and didn't want to absorb his spiritual energy anymore, allowing him to cultivate at a tremendous pace.

Although he knew that there was a creature inside the black jade, ever since he had threatened the black jade yesterday, the black jade had already given in. However, it still didn't respond to his call, and there was nothing Chen Fan could do about it.

He no longer thought about this matter and focused all of his attention into his Dantian.

He discovered that as the spiritual energy moved, a black tide gradually appeared on the outermost layer of his dantian. As time passed, the tide would slowly compress towards the center.

In the middle of the black tide, a thin, silver white light slowly rose up. At the beginning, it was like a flickering candle flame, and the light grew bigger and bigger like a bright moon.

The "moon" rose high in the sky, illuminating the entire dantian's space. The black tide continuously split and formed spiritual energy that fused with it, causing it to continuously grow stronger and gradually have the tendency to rotate.

However, the process was extremely slow and the amount of Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth required was massive. Once the "Moon Moon" formed by the whirlpool stabilized, it would allow him to reach the Upper Sky Realm!

Chen Fan was completely focused on controlling the spiritual energy in his body. He was no longer disturbed by the noise of the outside world, and was now immersed in a state of selflessness.

"Chen Family's people, listen up. Quickly hand over that little bastard Chen Fan. Otherwise, don't blame me for crushing your Chen Residence to the ground!"

Chu Huaiyuan said coldly as he looked at the tightly shut door of the Chen Mansion.

At this moment, the manor was surrounded by twenty thousand guards. Their black and glossy armor gave off a strong sense of killing intent, and their spears shone brightly in the sunlight.

These imperial guards were all elites of the royal palace, and their lowest cultivation was at the Altering Muscle stage. Their leader was a few high-ranking officers at the Bone Tempering stage.

Under the might of the great army, the pedestrians on the street were all frightened into hiding at home. They didn't even dare to make a sound as they peeked out through the gaps in the windows. No one knew what big thing had happened.

Chu Huaiyuan was wearing a dragon robe as he sat on the luxurious carriage in front of the Chen Residence. He was looking at the luxurious and extraordinary Chen Residence with a dark expression.

"Chen Tiexin, Chen Tiexin, you have today's wealth and glory, but it was all given to you by me. How dare you plot with your little bastard against my son to make us have no fate with Xiantian, how can I let you off so easily!"

Chu Huaiyuan could not help but feel his killing intent flaring up at the thought of his immortal-path.