Easy Way of Cultivation: Power Harvesting

The fall of a Great Saint Powerhouse, the sight of Dao Collapse was terrifying beyond belief, affecting the world for thousands of miles around.

And the higher one’s cultivation, the stronger the impact; even the Primordial Spirit felt like it was about to shatter, while ordinary people didn’t sense much, maybe just a sudden wild wind sweeping through heaven and earth.

Martial Artists of Shuiyun City fled in horror, desperate to escape the zone, while Demon Fiends all around scattered in panic, staring fearfully at the ten-thousand-foot-high spectacle of Dao in collapse.

"Who just fell?"

Whether Human Race or Demon Fiend powers, all had this thought: Who was the Great Saint that had just been struck down at Wutong Ridge?

Wei Fan had escaped hundreds of kilometers away, but still felt his Primordial Spirit tremble, his own Dao roaring as several connections to lines of Heaven and Earth Dao abruptly snapped.

But things were far better than before; ever since stepping into the Dharma Realm, his own Dao was refined further and his ability to resist Dao Collapse had vastly improved.

[Killed Wang Chuan Sect, gained 500,000 years of ordinary power, and 10,000 years of Martial Saint’s power.] (ps: previously wrote nine thousand, now corrected)

[Ordinary Power: 9.36 million years]

[Martial Saint’s Power: 17,500 years]

The status panel flickered; though Wei Fan was running for his life, he still sneaked a glance, the corners of his mouth curled up in a grin. He’d hit the jackpot: not only had he now saved enough power to upgrade the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell, but also accumulated more than 17,000 years’ worth of Martial Saint’s power.

Moments later, the Dao Collapse fully subsided. Wei Fan tore open the void and slipped out from the Void World.

Looking back at Wutong Ridge, the landscape was transformed; entire chains of mountains were gone, some had tumbled into the Void World, and shattered space was now rapidly healing itself.

The Great Dao of heaven and earth had become dim and hard to sense, even the Dao Patterns glowing on Wei Fan’s body seemed to lose their luster.

"Moo..."

Suddenly, a dragon’s roar echoed from afar. Wei Fan jumped in surprise, thinking for an instant that the Jiao Emperor of the Purple-Bearded Golden Flood Dragon clan had arrived to kill him.

Glancing up, he saw a black dragon streaking across the sky. Mounted on its back was a majestic man—who could it be but the Black Dragon Great Saint?

"Glad you made it, young friend! I was worried I’d arrived too late!"

Moments later, the Black Dragon Great Saint rode his mount over to Wei Fan, leaping lightly down from the dragon’s back.

This sight left Wei Fan a bit envious. Compared to the Black Dragon’s ride, the Purple-Bearded Golden Flood Dragon was obviously far more legendary and imposing—its bloodline, too, was nobler.

Honestly, when Ao Qingyu suggested becoming his pet beast, Wei Fan was tempted. But with so many secrets on his back, he truly couldn’t risk having a pet beast—he’d had to harden his heart and take care of Ao Qingyu.

Wei Fan asked, puzzled, "Was Elder here specifically to rescue me?"

Clearly, judging by the Black Dragon Great Saint’s words, he was worried that Wei Fan might have been killed by the Wang Family, and thus rushed here.

The Black Dragon Great Saint nodded, "That’s right. Luckily, you’re fine, otherwise I’d have let Xuanyuan Ting down, after that old bastard entrusted you to me."

Wei Fan’s eyes narrowed. "You mean, Elder, you came to save me at Xuanyuan Ting’s request?"

He’d thought the Black Dragon Great Saint was here because of his feud with the Wang Family over Long Xuan, yet clearly this was about Xuanyuan Ting.

He had truly never expected that Xuanyuan Ting would send the Black Dragon Great Saint to rescue him. Wasn’t that old man against him being with Fenghua?

"Exactly."

The Black Dragon Great Saint explained, "Originally, Xuanyuan Ting wanted to come himself, but the Xuanyuan Family’s folks suppressed him, forbidding him from leaving Holy City. So he asked me to come in his place."

"He was suppressed?" That was totally unexpected for Wei Fan.

The Black Dragon Great Saint shook his head. "Well, not exactly suppressed—just confined, not allowed to leave Holy City, grounded really. The Xuanyuan Family doesn’t permit anyone to interfere in your affairs."

Wei Fan thought it through for a moment and immediately understood. The Xuanyuan Family likely wouldn’t target him, but also wouldn’t allow anyone supporting Feng Hua to help him.

He didn’t mind, really; besides Feng Hua, he had zero ties to anyone in the Xuanyuan Family. Not helping him was expected, and he’d never counted on their aid anyway. The only surprise was Xuanyuan Ting’s change in attitude.

That change couldn’t just be about Xuanyuan Peak—if it were, Xuanyuan Ting wouldn’t have specially sent the Black Dragon Great Saint to help.

"Young friend, Xuanyuan Ting isn’t as bad as you think. The Xuanyuan Family’s situation is incredibly complicated; he’s got his hands tied. At this point, he’s fully supporting Fenghua Girl..."

The Black Dragon Great Saint was Xuanyuan Ting’s confidant and friend of over a millennium, so he knew all about the dramas around Xuanyuan Ting and Feng Hua, and couldn’t help explaining to Wei Fan.

"Guess he really meant well last time. I totally misunderstood him!"

Wei Fan recalled seeing Xuanyuan Ting at Holy City last time and chasing him off in a huff.

"Young friend, may I ask, what on earth just happened out there?" Now the Black Dragon Great Saint pointed toward Wutong Ridge and questioned Wei Fan.

He’d arrived late and missed Wei Fan slaying Wang Chuan Sect, only catching the aftermath of Dao Collapse; witnessing a Great Saint powerhouse fall was quite a sensation—naturally, he was curious.

Wei Fan glanced back. "The Wang Family sent their Great Saint, Wang Chuan Sect, to kill me—but my friend finished him off."

He made up an excuse about a "friend." Whether the Black Dragon Great Saint believed it or not wasn’t his concern. He could have just denied any involvement in the Great Saint falling, but he wanted to see Black Dragon Great Saint’s reaction.

"The person coming for you was the Wang Family’s Wang Chuan Sect?" Black Dragon Great Saint’s eyes gleamed with Evil Qi.

He’d thought it would be the Zhou Family or some other force coveting the Venerable Phoenix Body that went after Wei Fan, since the Dragon Battle Martial Emperor had already warned the Wang Family. Never expected they’d risk going after Wei Fan anyway.

"The Wang Family must have a death wish. Don’t worry, young friend—this all started because of my Young Master. I’ll report this to the Dragon Battle Martial Emperor and let him handle it."

Wei Fan shook his head, "No need to trouble the Dragon Battle Martial Emperor, Elder. My feud with the Wang Family goes back a ways; it’s not just because of the Profound Lady Pavilion matter. If they dare stretch a hand at me, I want to settle the score personally."

He was just testing Black Dragon Great Saint’s attitude, not truly wanting the Dragon Battle Martial Emperor to intervene.

Given Dragon Battle Martial Emperor’s style, he’d probably just slaughter a few people at the Wang Family, but wouldn’t wipe them out completely. Wei Fan wanted them erased—down to the roots.

And as far as the Wang Family was concerned, there must be plenty of Martial Saints capable of power harvesting; that was exactly what Wei Fan needed right now, so there was no way he’d let the Dragon Battle Martial Emperor do it for him.

"Fine. If you can’t handle it, the Dragon Battle Martial Emperor faction won’t just sit by."

The Black Dragon Great Saint didn’t push. Since Wei Fan had a "friend" who could slay Wang Chuan Sect and still wanted to take on the Wang Family, clearly he was unafraid of their power.

Now, he probably understood too—Wei Fan wasn’t some naive idiot Xuanyuan Ting described as "just leaving Holy City." It was obviously a ploy: purposely baiting out every enemy, then killing them off.

With a monstrous talent like this, there was likely a terrifying figure backing him, not the lack of background everyone assumed.

Wei Fan cupped his hands again, "By the way, I ask Elder to keep today’s events confidential."

The Black Dragon Great Saint instantly showed an "of-course" look. Obviously, if Wei Fan really had no background and spread news of killing Wang Chuan Sect, hardly anyone would dare mess with him. But he was asking for secrecy—clearly still wanting to fish out those other malevolent souls.

Wei Fan added, "Previously, the Dragon Battle Martial Emperor sent me a token, saying that with it he could help me with three things. Can I ask Elder to carry one out for me now?"

The Black Dragon Great Saint was momentarily stunned, then shook his head, "Of course I can. State your request—if I can handle it, I’ll handle it right now. Don’t squander Dragon Battle Martial Emperor’s favor; that old man doesn’t hand out promises lightly."

Grinning, he continued, "Don’t misunderstand, young friend—I’m close friends with Xuanyuan Ting, and Fenghua Girl calls me Grandpa. Just consider this as me helping out Fenghua Girl."

True enough, this guy was straightforward. Wei Fan didn’t hesitate, "I took on a task at the Demon Hunter Organization to guard Yun City for some time. Earlier, I killed a Purple-Bearded Golden Flood Dragon here, so I’m worried about leaving unguarded. Elder, could you help me guard Shuiyun City for a month? I’ll return after one month."

The Black Dragon Great Saint smiled and nodded, "No problem, I’ll handle it. Go do your thing."

For a Great Saint Powerhouse, one month was just a nap—and he was already entrusted by Xuanyuan Ting to guard Wei Fan, so keeping Shuiyun City safe for a month was no issue at all.

"Thank you, Elder. I’ll take my leave then!"

Wei Fan tore open space again, dove into the void, and vanished before the Black Dragon Great Saint’s eyes. The Black Dragon Great Saint also leapt onto his dragon and disappeared.

Wei Fan wasn’t heading straight to the Wang Family for revenge; first, he needed a safe spot to upgrade the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell. Only with one more upgrade would he have the confidence to fear no one—even if he stirred up the Zhou Family’s powerhouses, he could slaughter them all.

Plus, he wanted to go underground for a bit, so anyone planning to make a move would have a chance to show themselves.

"There’s one more thing to do first."

With a twist of his wrist, a Communication Jade Token appeared in his hand. Thinking it over, he sent a message to Lu Shun’an: "Help me collect intel on every powerhouse in the Xining Royal Family. Keep it secret."

With the reach of the Lu Family’s business, Wei Fan was sure he’d get what he needed—just names, portraits, and locations. No need for heavy detail.

...

Holy City, Myriad Phenomena Trading House!

"Collecting info on Xining Royal Family’s powerhouses—does Wei Fan mean to wipe out that family?"

Lu Shun’an’s face was full of mixed shock and doubt. Did something happen at Shuiyun City—did the Wang Family finally make a move on Wei Fan?

"Alright, give me two days!"

Without hesitation or questioning, despite his own curiosity, Lu Shun’an took the job immediately.

A talent shaking the ancient and modern worlds, with the Human Emperor’s position—no way that kind of mind could be duller than his. All he could do was get Wei Fan whatever he needed, fast.

The next moment, he stepped out of the room, starting the work to collect intel on the Wang Family’s powerhouses—since secrecy was crucial, he’d need to do it himself.

...

Demon Hunter Organization, Town Hall.

"Did it go down or not? It’s just killing some guy who broke into the Saint Realm three months ago—what’s taking Wang Chuan Sect so long?"

Shi Yun was pacing, restless, worried their plot to assassinate Wei Fan might have slipped up.

The whole Wei Fan matter was the result of many factions turning a blind eye, but there must not be any mistakes. If something did go wrong, no clue about the rest, but with Wei Fan’s talent, if he ever rose up, vengeance would surely land on Shi Yun’s head.

"Bzz bzz..."

Suddenly, his Communication Token vibrated. Shi Yun quickly snatched it up and infused it with his Heart Spirit to read the message.

The next instant, a message appeared in his mind’s eye: "Right after Wei Fan charged to Wutong Ridge, the scene of a Dharma Powerhouse’s Dao Collapse appeared..."