Easy Way of Cultivation: Power Harvesting

After leaving Wei Fan and the others, the Profound Lady Pavilion maid, who had guided them, walked deeper into the pavilion and quickly arrived in front of a beautiful pavilion: "May I ask if the Profound Lady is here, Qiu Ting has something to report."

"Speak!"

A clear and melodious voice sounded from within the pavilion. Although it was just a simple word "speak," it made listeners feel a surge of excitement.

Qiu Ting cupped her hands and said, "Reporting to the Profound Lady, just now Li Jianchen, Lu Shun’an, and Gao Peng, Zhang Ye, and other Demon Hunter Town Territory Envoys came to the Profound Lady Pavilion, wanting to request the presence of the Profound Lady, but were refused by junior sister."

It was quiet in the pavilion for a while, and then a voice sounded: "The white-haired Sword Saint Li Jianchen?"

Qiu Ting nodded: "Yes!"

"Li Jianchen’s talent is not bad, he cultivates the Sword Scripture of Annihilation and will have a chance to glimpse the mysteries of the Martial Emperor in the future. But to have me accompany him, it’s not quite enough. Although Lu Shun’an is the young master of the Wanxiang Commerce Association, the Saint Realm is his limit. Since he was already refused, why report?"

As she spoke, a chill faintly emanated from within the pavilion.

Everyone knows that the Profound Lady of the Profound Lady Pavilion is selective, not only must the visitors themselves be talented, but they must also have a powerful backing. Even disciples of the Martial Emperor Clan cannot approach the Profound Lady if they have only average talent.

"Li Jianchen and Lu Shun’an brought along a stranger. I couldn’t recognize the other’s background, but by the looks of them, they seemed to subtly regard that man as their leader... I shall take my leave."

After speaking, Qiu Ting left, knowing that with the wisdom of Qiu He, the Profound Lady, she could guess what she was implying.

"Is it him?"

A murmuring voice came from the pavilion.

...

By the lakeside, as the young man mentioned the words "Venerable Phoenix Body," not only Wei Fan but everyone around looked over.

This is quite a legendary physique. In the past, even the Three Emperors pursued women with this physique, showing how extraordinary the Venerable Phoenix Body is.

"It’s said the Venerable Phoenix Body disappeared for a few years due to Zhou Chengzu’s forced marriage. Did she finally come around and return to the Xuanyuan Family?"

"Only a prodigy like Zhou Chengzu is worthy of the Venerable Phoenix Body, but whether she marries him or not is uncertain. Now that the Venerable Phoenix Body is exposed, geniuses on the same level as Zhou Chengzu probably can’t sit still."

Many people joined in the discussion. With matters concerning the Venerable Phoenix Body, even disciples from the nearby Profound Lady Pavilion were left aside.

"She probably doesn’t fancy Zhou Chengzu, since she refused years ago. I heard the Venerable Phoenix Body returned to the Xuanyuan Family two months ago, and at that time, the Zhou Family proposed again, only to be rejected once more."

Wei Fan looked over, and the man speaking was in another pavilion, dressed like a nobleman, suggesting he was well-connected, otherwise, he wouldn’t know such insider information.

"His name is Liu Tianlin; they say he has an aunt married into the Xuanyuan Family, so the news might be true." Li Jianchen transmitted to Wei Fan: "That rascal, daring to involved himself with Feng Hua again, it seems the deterrence of Xuanyuan Peak is getting weaker."

"Even a genius like Zhou Chengzu isn’t appealing, what kind of person is the Venerable Phoenix Body looking for?"

Liu Tianlin took a sip of wine: "Naturally, someone more exceptional than Zhou Chengzu. I heard from my cousin in the Xuanyuan Family that the Venerable Phoenix Body encountered someone they were fond of during her years of travel."

Upon hearing this, countless eyes turned towards him, even the songstress in the middle of the Profound Lady Pavilion paused, startled by the news.

"Didn’t Zhou Chengzu declare that he’d kill anyone who appears by the Venerable Phoenix Body’s side; can he endure this?" someone asked, showing a peculiar expression.

"I’ve heard that rumor too. Some followers of the Zhou Family took action but were counterattacked. Even if Zhou Chengzu can’t endure it, so what? He’s not the Martial Emperor, does he really think of the Venerable Phoenix Body as his possession?"

Liu Tianlin shook his head: "The Venerable Phoenix Body’s situation is rather dire. This time the Zhou Family has increased their stakes. Many are pressuring the Venerable Phoenix Body, and the Zhou Family warned her if she disagrees, they will send experts to assassinate her beloved.

I heard that the Venerable Phoenix Body is somewhat wavering for the sake of her beloved one."

A cold glint flashed in Wei Fan’s eyes, and Li Jianchen’s expression changed, too. Although Wei Fan says he and Feng Hua are just friends, knowing Wei Fan, even if there’s nothing between them, he couldn’t stand to see a friend being bullied like this, especially with the threat involving Wei Fan’s life to blackmail Feng Hua.

"Who is the Venerable Phoenix Body’s beloved? What kind of person could make her refuse Zhou Chengzu?"

A disciple of the Profound Lady Pavilion couldn’t help but ask. They are equals to those present and naturally can engage in such conversations.

In the past, even the Three Emperors pursued the Venerable Phoenix Body, and every time she appeared, geniuses of the Human Race in the Five Great Domains would fall for her, even more appealing than the Profound Lady of the Profound Lady Pavilion.

Who wouldn’t be curious about who captured the Venerable Phoenix Body’s heart?

Liu Tianlin said: "I heard from my cousin, it seems to be Wei Fan. The Venerable Phoenix Body held firm and did not agree to the Zhou Family’s marriage proposal, perhaps because some knew it was Wei Fan, and helped her withstand some of the pressure."

"That nineteen-year-old in the Saint Realm, Wei Fan?"

"No wonder he could win the heart of the Venerable Phoenix Body!"

Upon hearing the name Wei Fan, many people displayed expressions of sudden realization. Aside from his background, Zhou Cheng Ancestor couldn’t compare to Wei Fan at all.

With Martial Emperor Technique cultivation, he broke into the Saint Realm at over thirty years old; yet Wei Fan emerged from the Land of Dao Collapse, without any background but achieved sainthood at nineteen. Such a person might even become a Saint in the future.

As for Zhou Cheng Ancestor, though he is one of the peerless talents of the current era, the possibility of his becoming an Emperor is very small. The Martial Emperor Clan has historically produced a second Martial Emperor only a countable few, even across the entire Five Great Domains.

Zhang Ye, Lu Shun’an, and Gao Peng all stared at Wei Fan with wide eyes, unexpectedly realizing he is the person who has won the heart of the Venerable Phoenix Body.

"Wei Fan is astonishingly brilliant, surpassing the predecessors of Xuanyuan Peak. Yet if the Martial Emperor Clan is determined to eliminate him, unless someone within the Martial Emperor Clan protects him with their lives, Wei Fan, who is a grassroots riser without any backing, might waver."

Wei Fan is astounding but has only just reached sainthood; he hardly stands a chance against the Martial Emperor Clan. If the Martial Emperor Clan wants someone dead, few in the world could survive.

"The Martial Emperor Clan is despicably low, unable to win over rivals, they suppress using momentum— truly shameless. That Zhou Cheng Ancestor seems to be nothing but empty fame, unworthy of equaling heirs of other Martial Emperor Clans. It’s sensible that the Venerable Phoenix Body has no interest in him."

If he waits until Wei Fan matures and duels him, only then can he live up to the title of a peerless talent.

A youth appearing eighteen or nineteen years old said disdainfully.

"Don’t speak thoughtlessly and bring trouble upon yourself."

His companion’s expression changed and urgently tried to stop him from speaking. Discussing the Venerable Phoenix Body or Zhou Cheng Ancestor here is fine, simply stating the truth, but once personal bias is added, the outcome changes completely.

The Martial Emperor Clan has numerous followers, and no one could guarantee no forces affiliated with the Zhou Family were present, making trouble easily stirred up.

Sure enough, just as his companion’s words ended, a cold snort echoed.

"Is Zhou Cheng Ancestor, with supposed empty fame, something you can comment on?"

Three young men dressed in brocade and finery, radiating powerful auras, approached the entrance of the Profound Lady Pavilion.

As the speaker continued, he conjured a Divine Sword from thin air and casually threw it at that youth.

With a flash of sword light, despite the youth’s desperate resistance, the Divine Sword pinned him to a pillar in an instant, saturating his robes with blood.

All present twitched their eyelids; never mind the strength of this maneuver, this is the Profound Lady Pavilion, not the street outside, where rules exist and daring to kill on the Pavilion’s territory implies significant backing.

"It’s Wang Yuan of the Xining Royal Family. Zhou Cheng Ancestor’s mother is his aunt, no wonder he’s standing up for Zhou Cheng Ancestor."

Someone recognized the identity of the assailant. The Xining Royal Family is inherently part of the Martial Emperor Clan, and after allying with the Zhou Family, their position in the Eastern Domain became more secure, and their family’s power is strong.

For a time, even those floating in the pavilion overhead directed their gazes below, curious how the Profound Lady Pavilion would handle Wang Yuan’s actions.

However, many were disappointed as no one from the Profound Lady Pavilion intervened, and the female disciples present remained silent.

"My cousin is a genius born from the heavens; he merely cultivated a peerless Secret Technique, thus took longer to break into the Saint Realm. You as frogs at the bottom of the well can only view a person’s brilliance by the time they break into sainthood; it’s laughable."

Wang Yuan, in white attire with gold trim, a jade belt at his waist.

He walked forward emitting an overwhelming pressure, looking down on the youth pinned to the pillar: "Do you know why he is called Zhou Cheng Ancestor? Because at his birth, the elders predicted he would become a figure akin to the ancestors, hence named Zhou Cheng Ancestor.

Had my cousin purely pursued speed in becoming a Saint, he could have broken through at fifteen. Do you think the Martial Emperor Clan is like you trash, concerned only with superficial matters?

Frogs at the bottom of the well, do you think the Martial Emperor Clan, like ordinary people, only values the speed of breakthrough?"

Within the Martial Emperor Clan, countless Secret Techniques and Exotic Techniques exist, resources like mountains. If they disregarded future potential, cultivating a Saint in their teens wouldn’t be difficult.

Few outside comprehend this truth; items like Holy Blood Fruit and Dao Bone are rare to encounter for centuries, yet the Martial Emperor Clan isn’t lacking, they might even possess Celestial Saint Flower.

The Martial Emperor Clan pursues cultivating a second Martial Emperor; all cultivation exists for greater achievements in the future. Hence, they might not concern themselves with the age of reaching sainthood, given the Martial Emperor Clan’s confidence, they don’t need to chase such matters.

"If that is so, why doesn’t he dare face Wei Fan directly, but instead pressures a woman? With such a narrow heart, how could he become an Emperor?"

The youth pinned on the pillar was unyielding, never uttering a sound but confronting Wang Yuan still.

His companions were frightened, wanting to approach but couldn’t muster the courage.

"That Wei Fan, what is he, daring to compare against my cousin? My cousin is the radiant sun in the sky, while he emerged from the Land of Dao Collapse, a mud-legged nobody, dust upon the earth. The Venerable Phoenix Body gifted him a Holy Blood Fruit, allowing him to fortuitously reach sainthood at nineteen; do you truly think that is his own capability?"