Easy Way of Cultivation: Power Harvesting

The collapse of a Dharma Powerhouse’s Dao, Shi Yun realized this was probably because Wei Fan eliminated that Golden-winged Sparrow Mother at Wutong Ridge.

He continued to read the intelligence report: "...Not long after, there was another battle between Saint Realm powerhouses at Wutong Ridge. First, there was the vision of a Dharma Powerhouse’s demise, and soon after, came the scene of a Great Saint Powerhouse’s Dao collapse. The towering Dao crumbled, affecting even Shuiyun City thousands of miles away..."

A Great Saint Powerhouse has fallen... It couldn’t possibly be Wei Fan who died, so was it Wang Chuan Sect?

Wang Chuan Sect was an extreme Great Saint Powerhouse, with the Dao reaching ten thousand feet, and as far as he knew, Wang Chuan Sect was the only Great Saint Powerhouse near Shuiyun City. Others wouldn’t risk going to Shuiyun City when the Purple-Bearded Golden Flood Dragon had been killed, as they could easily be suspected as culprits by the Flood Dragon clan.

"How could it be?"

Shi Yun stood up in shock. Wang Chuan Sect was dead, who did it? Could Wei Fan really have the strength to kill an extreme Great Saint Powerhouse?

Shi Yun’s expression changed rapidly, with many thoughts flashing through his mind, reluctant to believe that it was Wang Chuan Sect who died.

"Maybe it’s someone else!"

He quickly took out another Communication Jade Token and sent a message to the Wang Family Patriarch, Wang Chuanxuan: "Did Wang Chuan Sect succeed?"

If Wang Chuan Sect was the one who died, everyone underestimated Wei Fan. As the person who dispatched Wei Fan away from the Holy City, Wei Fan would eventually settle accounts with him.

After waiting anxiously for a while, the Jade Token vibrated. Shi Yun swiftly infused his Heart Spirit to check: "Both Wang Tai and Chuan Sect’s Soul Tokens have cracked. What exactly happened? Is it that the Demon Hunter Organization has a powerhouse secretly protecting Wei Fan?"

Shi Yun’s hands trembled, nearly dropping the Jade Token. It really was Wang Chuan Sect who died. Whoever it was that saved Wei Fan, if they could kill Wang Chuan Sect, an extreme Great Saint from the Martial Emperor Family, they could naturally kill Shi Yun too.

That was an extreme Great Saint powerhouse from the Martial Emperor Family, with a Dao ten thousand feet high, who died before even managing to send out a message. The terror of the person who acted speaks for itself.

A powerhouse of such caliber, it might be decades before one hears of a single death.

"Was it Xuanyuan Peak who acted?"

He thought of Xuanyuan Peak. Xuanyuan Peak already disliked the Xuanyuan Family for trading the Venerable Phoenix Body for benefits, and had made it clear from early on that it would decide the marriage of the Venerable Phoenix Body on its own.

Wei Fan, a nineteen-year-old Saint Realm genius, surpassed Xuanyuan Peak in brilliance. Xuanyuan Peak would certainly be pleased with such a son-in-law. While others in the Xuanyuan Family dared not rescue Wei Fan, a maverick like Xuanyuan Peak surely would.

Only a powerhouse like Xuanyuan Peak could kill an extreme Great Saint such as Wang Chuan Sect, leaving him unable to send any message.

He also thought of the Dragon Battle Martial Emperor, who still owed Wei Fan a favor, and this incident originated because of him.

Of course, besides those two, it could have been other powerhouses from the Demon Hunter Organization, or perhaps Wei Fan had supreme masters secretly protecting him, anything was possible.

"I don’t know!"

Shi Yun replied to Wang Chuan Sect with only this message, lacking the inclination to say more. Anxiety filled him.

No matter who saved Wei Fan and killed Wang Chuan Sect and Wang Tai, as long as Wei Fan lived, Shi Yun would not have a good outcome.

He knew Wei Fan’s boldness and vengeful nature. Once capable, Wei Fan would not let today’s matters rest.

Given Wei Fan’s nature, in his revenge, not only Shi Yun but his entire family would face extinction.

He even had the impulse to rush to Shuiyun City and kill Wei Fan now, but he forcibly suppressed it.

Even if he could kill Wei Fan, doing so would only lead to his own demise.

Not every member of the Demon Hunter Organization disregards Wei Fan’s life or death. This incident involves multiple factions, but some have been deceived, unaware of the peril surrounding Wei Fan.

The Demon Hunter Organization has persisted for so long because a core group genuinely abhors evil. If everyone were selfish, how could the Demon Hunter Organization have led the Human Race against Demon Fiends for so many years?

But just then, the Communication Jade Token vibrated again. Shi Yun hurriedly picked it up to check: "Shortly after the collapse of a Great Saint Powerhouse’s Dao, the Black Dragon Great Saint appeared in Shuiyun City!"

Shi Yun’s Heart Spirit trembled. The appearance of the Black Dragon Great Saint strongly suggested the one who acted might be the Dragon Battle Martial Emperor.

To him, this was good news. It wasn’t an unparalleled master behind Wei Fan, nor was it Xuanyuan Peak who intervened. This meant there was still a chance to kill Wei Fan, for the Dragon Battle Martial Emperor, regardless of any debt to Wei Fan, could not possibly protect him every day.

Soon, other factions from the Holy City also learned about the fall of a Great Saint Powerhouse in Shuiyun City. The fall of such powerhouses was exceedingly rare, but they did not know it was Wang Chuan Sect who died, leading to rampant speculation about the deceased Great Saint and which faction might have sent assassins to kill Wei Fan.

Xuanyuan Family’s Divine City!

"A Great Saint died? A Dao crumbling ten thousand feet high? The Black Dragon is so fierce, capable of killing such a powerhouse, and I wasn’t aware?"

Xuanyuan Ting’s face was one of disbelief. He had asked the Black Dragon Great Saint to rush to Shuiyun City only to protect Wei Fan, without expecting the Great Saint to slay those aiming to kill Wei Fan.

Across from him, Xuanyuan Changkong, Xuanyuan Changming, and Xuanyuan Tao’s faces were filled with shock. Reaching the pinnacle of a Great Saint, their Dao ten thousand feet high, none were simple. To kill such an individual required at least several powerhouses of the same level to besiege them.

"You think if our Xuanyuan Family doesn’t save him, he’s doomed? You think that staying out means nothing will happen, but have you considered if one day Wei Fan becomes invincible and reigns over the world, will he still support our Xuanyuan Family?

Kneeling before him won’t erase today’s grievances. By restricting me and staying out of it, you’re siding with those who want to kill Wei Fan."

He mockingly looked towards Xuanyuan Changkong and Xuanyuan Changming opposite him. As the family of the Venerable Phoenix Body, the Xuanyuan family couldn’t truly remain uninvolved, having already become one of the parties involved by standing aside and abandoning Wei Fan.

Xuanyuan Changkong and Xuanyuan Changming’s expressions flickered: "The family just wants stability. If he reigns supreme, even if he doesn’t protect the family, the Xuanyuan Family hasn’t clashed with him."

Xuanyuan Ting shook his head, ignoring the two, and took out a jade token to send a message to the Black Dragon Great Saint: "Who died? What happened in Shuiyun City?"

"No comment!"

Unfortunately, he waited for a long time, but the Black Dragon Great Saint did not tell him anything about Shuiyun City, only replying with those four words.

"That old rogue!"

The Black Dragon Great Saint clearly knew something but didn’t tell him. Xuanyuan Ting couldn’t help but curse inwardly; it was obvious that he was the one who invited him for help, yet he wasn’t informed.

"Could it be that the matter has nothing to do with the Black Dragon?"

He thought that perhaps the Black Dragon Great Saint had invited the Dragon Battle Martial Emperor to stand up for Wei Fan, but from the Black Dragon’s reply, it wasn’t the Dragon Battle Martial Emperor who acted, otherwise, the Black Dragon Great Saint wouldn’t have kept it a secret from him.

"Ancestor, Sister Feng Hua has exited seclusion!"

Suddenly, someone came and reported Feng Hua’s exit, and upon hearing this, Xuanyuan Ting gladly got up without further concern about who had died and left in a hurry.

Xuanyuan Tao also left, leaving only Xuanyuan Changkong and Xuanyuan Changming sitting there in a daze.

...

Wei Fan had been flying in the Void World for several hours before finally finding a desolate region.

He didn’t dare to stay too close to Shuiyun City, even if he didn’t know, he could guess that the fall of the Great Saint Powerhouse would have a huge impact, and strong individuals might rush to Shuiyun City, and even the Wang Family might send a large number of experts.

Such a Martial Emperor Family has been around for who knows how many years, and even if they only produce one Martial Saint every hundred years, with a Martial Saint’s lifespan of three to four thousand years, the Wang Family could have accumulated dozens of Saint Realm powerhouses over the centuries. Even if not dozens, there should at least be a dozen Martial Saints; being surrounded would not be good.

Of course, he wasn’t afraid of the Wang Family, he just didn’t want the process of enhancing the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell to be interrupted, nor did he want to expose the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell, giving the enemy cause for concern. Things unknown to others are one’s trump cards.

If people found out, who knows if the Martial Emperor Clan has some mysterious means to counter it.

Finding a cave in a mountain, Wei Fan set up an array and plunged in.

[Ten Thousand Spirits Bell (Perfection)]

[Scripture of the Three Emperors (Dharma Realm)]

[Nine-Nine True Skill (Fifty-Eighth Picture)]

[Bell Attraction (Perfection)]

...

[Ordinary Power: 9.36 million years]

[Martial Saint’s Power: 17,500 years]

[One year of power, refocus on the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell, hoping for further transformation...]

Ready, Wei Fan didn’t hesitate any longer and began to channel power into the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell.

Inside, the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell began to emit a faint light, and those worshipping phantoms became more diligent, though not much changed overall.

Wei Fan was not in a hurry, after all, it had just begun.

[A million years of power, yet your Ten Thousand Spirits Bell shows no change...]

One million years of power were infused, and besides those phantoms becoming more lively, there wasn’t much change in the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell.

Wei Fan glanced at Bell Attraction, choosing not to add it hurriedly, planning to channel more power first and only trying to add Bell Attraction when there was no change.

He had some speculations about Bell Attraction, thinking it might not be significantly related to the upgrade of the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell.

Soon, a day’s time passed, and his added ordinary power had exceeded four million. Still, the changes in the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell were not significant.

When the ordinary power reached five million, finally changes began to occur. The Tiger Soul and Dragon Soul appeared restless, beginning to roar skyward, as the Three-legged Golden Crow circled the bell wall, constantly issuing cries.

Meanwhile, those phantoms also began to change, seeming to have sensed the aura of a supreme king, prostrating tremulously on the ground, not daring to lift their heads.

"What is it?"

Wei Fan’s expression changed as well, feeling as if some supreme being was looking down at him, but when he looked up, there was nothing in front of him.

However, he knew he hadn’t sensed wrongly, because this feeling grew stronger with the infusion of power, even turning into a sensation of something approaching him, something grand and overwhelming, rapidly closing in, causing his Sea of Consciousness to tremble.

"No, it’s not outside!"

Wei Fan realized and quickly immersed his consciousness into his Sea of Consciousness, residing within his Primordial Spirit; indeed, this sense of proximity came from his Sea of Consciousness, not the outside world.