Easy Way of Cultivation: Power Harvesting

At the Town Hall, when Wei Fan arrived, he realized no one else had come.

"Greetings, Commander Shi!"

Wei Fan walked in. Shi Yun nodded, "The City Lord of Shuiyun City is about to go into seclusion to break through to the Dharma Realm. They’re worried that without someone to deter nearby Demon Fiends, a powerful cultivator is needed there to keep watch and intimidate them for two months."

Wei Fan frowned slightly, thinking some Demon Fiend from another continent was causing trouble and he needed to assist. This kind of garrison duty was not something he wanted to do.

He wanted to leave the Holy City in order to kill Demon Fiends, not simply just to draw out enemies by leaving. After all, if the enemies who came hadn’t done anything evil, killing them wouldn’t yield any power harvesting.

And needing to stay put for two months—ask him to go hunt Great Saint Level Demon Fiends and he wouldn’t even flinch, but sitting idle for two months really wasn’t something he wanted. Still, since he was already here, it wasn’t good to refuse. After all, as a Town Territory Envoy, he had to obey orders.

"At worst, as soon as I get there, I’ll just wipe out all the Demon Fiends near Shuiyun City. That way, I can leave!"

Of course, the key was that he didn’t know the situation around Shuiyun City. If there were plenty of Demon Fiends there, this mission was still worth doing. Although he’s been in the Holy City for some time, he still hadn’t truly understood the distribution of Demon Fiends in Yaozhou.

He originally planned to ask Li Jianchen about it so he could hunt more easily, but with this mission, he hadn’t gone to find Li Jianchen.

"The situation in Shuiyun City is relatively stable. Once you get there, just release your Saint Realm aura from time to time to intimidate the surrounding Demon Fiends. It won’t interfere with your cultivation.

There’s only one Dharma Demon Saint near Shuiyun City, and it usually doesn’t cause trouble—this is a pretty easy assignment..."

Shi Yun told Wei Fan a bit more about Shuiyun City, then handed him a token of command.

The Yaozhou where the Holy City is located is different from the other continents in the Eastern Domain. Here, it’s the frontline for the Human Race against the Demon Fiends. Every city here is under the supervision of the Demon Hunter Organization, and whenever matters involve Demon Fiends, the Town Territory Envoy’s status allows the mobilization of power in any city.

"All right!"

Wei Fan took the command token and turned to leave the Town Hall. Watching Wei Fan’s departing figure, Shi Yun revealed a meaningful smile.

"Trying to deliberately send me away, huh?"

Feeling an uncomfortable gaze on his back, Wei Fan secretly shook his head.

Many people had advised him not to leave the Holy City, to stay and cultivate there. As the Town Commander, Shi Yun couldn’t possibly be unaware of the risks of sending him out at this time.

If there was truly a shortage of personnel, it would be understandable. But the key point was that there were plenty of Town Territory Envoys available. There was no need for it to be him specifically.

Plus, this task seemed fishy to him. When he came, no other Town Territory Envoys who received notification had shown up. In other words, Shi Yun probably only sent the message to him and didn’t notify the other available Envoys. The intention of sending him away from the Holy City was quite obvious.

"In the end, people like this have appeared after all..."

He had always had a good impression of the Demon Hunter Organization. Elder Gongyang of the Wilderness, Wei Zhenwu, and others were all upstanding, wholeheartedly protecting the Human Race. After arriving in the Five Great Domains, people like Zhou Shen and Gu Qingshan were all impeccable—real heroes. No one had ever targeted him.

Ever since his talent was revealed, they regarded him as a junior, the hope of the Human Race, and did their best to help him grow stronger.

But today, the Demon Hunter Organization finally produced someone willing to side with outsiders against him.

Of course, he had expected this. He just sighed to himself. With so many people in the Demon Hunter Organization, it was impossible for everyone to harbor goodwill toward him.

Shi Yun had no major issues resisting Demon Fiends, but after all, he was still human, with his own selfishness and interpersonal relationships—Wei Fan could understand that.

But understanding did not mean he would forgive Shi Yun. Since Shi Yun had made a move against him, no matter how much he’d contributed to the Human Race, Wei Fan would show no mercy.

"I just wonder which family he’s working for!"

He had no unresolved grudges or rivalry with Shi Yun—there’s no reason Shi Yun would go out of his way to make things hard for him unless he was helping someone else get rid of him. But which family that was, Wei Fan didn’t know.

Of course, it could be like Yin Tianshou and his son, not out of hatred, but coveting his treasures. Anything was possible.

Wei Fan quickly left the Demon Hunter Organization and shot up into the sky. Not long after, he left the Holy City and arrived at the Transmission Domain Gate of the Holy City.

Shuiyun City was not close to the Holy City. Even for a Saint Realm powerhouse to fly, it would still take about a day.

Anyway, this was official business. The Transmission Domain Gate’s fee would be reimbursed, so Wei Fan couldn’t be bothered to fly by himself.

Nowadays, a lot of people in the Holy City recognized him. While waiting for the Transmission Domain Gate, many spotted him. He hadn’t even left yet, and news that he would soon be leaving the Holy City had already spread quickly.

After a while, the Transmission Domain Gate toward Shuiyun City opened up. Wei Fan mingled in with the crowd and stepped into the Transmission Domain Gate, vanishing instantly from the Holy City’s territory.

"What? He’s already left the Holy City?"

By the time Xuanyuan Ting received the news, Wei Fan had already left the Holy City, and he couldn’t help but be furious.

He’d already warned him, yet Wei Fan still wouldn’t listen. Didn’t he realize so many people wanted him dead?

"Do you know why he left the Holy City?" Xuanyuan Ting looked at the disciple who brought the news. The man shook his head, saying they didn’t know the reason, because Wei Fan had left alone and whether or not it was for a mission was unknown.

"Wei Ying is stationed in Jinzhou. Who’s currently handling affairs at the Town Hall?"

Xuanyuan Ting’s heart skipped—if Wei Fan was out on a mission, the problem probably lay within the Demon Hunter Organization.

"Reporting to Ancestor, it’s Shi Yun!"

Shi Yun—as soon as he heard that name, an icy gleam flashed in Xuanyuan Ting’s eyes. "That bastard!"

The general public didn’t know, but he was aware of some of Shi Yun’s background. Shi Yun’s wife was a woman of the Zhou Family of the Mountain and Sea Continent, and he was also a close friend of the Xining Royal Family’s head, Wang Chuanxuan.

If any Town Territory Envoy in the Demon Hunter Organization had any sense, they would never have sent Wei Fan out alone at this time. The only explanation was that the Wang Family or the Zhou Family was planning to move against Wei Fan, and Shi Yun was helping outsiders kill one of the Demon Hunter Organization’s own.

"You idiot, I already told you the Demon Hunter Organization is not all united. You’re still leaving at a time like this—can’t you see it’s a trap?"

Xuanyuan Ting raged, but he also knew that Shi Yun used legitimate procedures. Even if Wei Fan suspected it was a trap, he wouldn’t be able to refuse.

"Third Brother, watch the house. I’m going out for a bit!"

Since he had decided to support Wei Fan and his great-granddaughter, Xuanyuan Ting would risk everything. At this point, he had to personally become Wei Fan’s Guardian.

Breaking through to the Dharma Realm in less than three months—such a gifted son-in-law must not be lost.

With a light stomp, Xuanyuan Ting shot into the sky.

"Boom!"

But before he could even leave the Xuanyuan Family’s Divine City, a terrifying force pressed down from above. The sky seemed to collapse completely.

Xuanyuan Ting’s expression changed dramatically. He looked up and saw a Divine Tower rippling with a terrifying aura, entwined with the Great Dao, descending like a mountain and pressing him directly back into the Xuanyuan Family’s Divine City.

"Second Brother!"

Xuanyuan Tao rushed over as well, but was suppressed alongside Xuanyuan Ting, unable to even move his limbs.

The Divine Tower exuded the aura of Imperial Soldiers and hovered with the Nine Layers of the Great Dao above their heads, but in the end did not crush them.

From the heavens, two figures slowly descended, landing before Xuanyuan Ting and his brother. One of them was none other than Xuanyuan Changkong, who had nearly suppressed Wei Fan previously.

"Xuanyuan Changming, Xuanyuan Changkong, you two are wielding Imperial Soldiers—what are you planning?" Xuanyuan Ting’s expression was furious.

Imperial Soldiers were one of the Martial Emperor Clan’s greatest secrets, never to be used lightly. He hadn’t thought the two of them would actually use them against their own brothers.

Xuanyuan Changming’s face was emotionless. "Xuanyuan Ting, last time you left Divine City without permission, caused a scene in the ancestral land, and insulted your elders. You’ve broken the clan rules. By order of the Clan Leader, you two are confined to Divine City for a year of reflection. Without the Clan Leader’s order, you cannot take a single step outside."

"Bullshit!"

Even if he’d been slow to react, Xuanyuan Ting now understood—this was just an excuse. The ones stationed here from the Xuanyuan Family wouldn’t be punished for leaving briefly. And if causing trouble in the ancestral land or insulting elders were really such major issues, he’d have been suppressed long ago, not suddenly penalized just as he went to save Wei Fan.

This was just their excuse to stop him from saving Wei Fan.

"You traitors! You’re actually colluding with those parasites of the Human Race to eliminate our own talents. Let me go! If anything happens to Wei Fan, you’ll be the sinners of our race!"

Xuanyuan Ting’s hair and beard stood on end, his power surged to the limit. But facing Xuanyuan Changkong and Xuanyuan Changming, both Great Saint Powerhouses wielding Martial Emperor Divine Soldiers, he stood no chance.

Xuanyuan Changming remained impassive. "I don’t know what you’re talking about. We’re simply enforcing the clan’s punishment on you. What does this have to do with Wei Fan?"

Xuanyuan Ting roared, "As if everyone here doesn’t know what’s going on. You spineless cowards—you’re a disgrace to the Human Emperor Clan! You’re so weak now you don’t even dare admit what you’ve done!"

Xuanyuan Changming’s face darkened. That line about the Human Emperor Clan struck a nerve.

Xuanyuan Changkong couldn’t help but sigh, "Second Brother, stop struggling. We won’t let you go. But I can tell you this—the Xuanyuan Family is not colluding with anyone, nor will it help anyone harm that Wei Fan. At the same time, though, we will not offer him any help or offend any other power for his sake.

The situation in the clan isn’t known to outsiders—but you must know this: with the Emperor’s Soldier on the verge of destruction, the clan cannot gamble everything on any one person.

The greater good is important, but do we just ignore the lives of our hundreds of thousands of kin?

Over the millions of years, our clan’s children who died for the Human Race number in the millions—do we not have the right to be selfish, just once?"

If the great ship of the Xuanyuan Family capsized, it wouldn’t mean the loss of one or two lives, but millions, all their blood kin.

They did not fear death, but neither did they want to see generation after generation slaughtered by Human-Demons and Demon Fiends.

Xuanyuan Ting clenched his fists tightly, his eyes reddened. "Wei Fan’s talent is unprecedented. You don’t understand. He is destined to become a Martial Emperor. For such a genius, even if the Xuanyuan Family were destroyed, we should protect him!"

Xuanyuan Changming sneered, "If he’s really such an unrivaled demon genius, then no one can kill him. In the past, our ancestors grew strong the same way. If he can survive and grow, he will be the Xuanyuan Family’s ideal son-in-law, and we can go beg him for forgiveness.

The Xuanyuan Family won’t make things hard for him. We can give him time to grow, let him choose a few Secret Techniques, provide him cultivation resources—but we will never offend all the top Martial Emperor’s Influences for him.

Are you willing to risk the lives of millions of clansmen for your personal feelings? Is that your idea of the greater good?"

Xuanyuan Ting stood silent for a long while. In his heart, it was about the Human Race’s greater good. But Xuanyuan Changkong and Xuanyuan Changming saw only the clan’s greater good. It was hard to say who was right or wrong—after all, to the Xuanyuan Family, Wei Fan was a genius, but one with no blood relation.

With the Martial Emperor Clan’s ship about to sink, to risk all their people for someone unrelated—they simply couldn’t accept it.