Easy Way of Cultivation: Power Harvesting

The flames soared into the sky, and the earth was blasted into a wasteland.

Such a huge commotion naturally attracted the surrounding people’s attention.

Li Jianchen and the two others reported the incident, but they could only wait anxiously. Their Array Grandmaster skills were not high, and everything had been blown up. Even if they were experts in arrays, they couldn’t calculate where Wei Fan had been transmitted without any clues.

"Wei Fan was ambushed!"

Everyone understood what had happened. A few days ago, Wei Ying quickly left the Holy City with a group of Town Territory Envoys, seen by many at that time. Who would have thought that someone would dare to set up an ambush near the Holy City for the returning Town Territory Envoys from their mission, a direct challenge to the Demon Hunter Organization’s bottom line.

The Demon Hunter Organization doesn’t meddle in Jianghu grudges, but the Town Territory Envoys on missions are indeed under the organization’s protection.

"Wei Fan is finished, a generation’s prodigy has fallen!"

"He was too high-profile, and as the beloved of the Venerable Phoenix Body, many wanted him dead."

"He should have found a place to hide. Although he’s already reached the Saint Realm, he’s not the strongest yet."

This is what everyone thought. Even if Wei Fan broke through to the Saint Realm and could kill a Dharma Martial Saint, what of it? A Great Saint Powerhouse could crush him with just a flip of the hand.

Moreover, the opponent had put so much effort into setting up an array here, waiting for Wei Fan, they must have been one hundred percent confident. Even if experts from the Demon Hunter Organization could come, Wei Fan likely wouldn’t make it back.

Listening to these discussions, Li Jianchen and the others looked increasingly grim, also feeling that Wei Fan might not return.

"Wei Fan’s talent is unparalleled through the ages, and if he falls, it will be the greatest loss for the Human Race!"

Li Jianchen was furious, his killing intent towering, yet he was powerless.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a terrifying aura descended upon the place, the heavens and earth changed color, and the Great Dao appeared in fragments.

Everyone showed looks of astonishment, their heart spirits trembling. The next moment, they only felt their eyes blur as a phantom emerged from the Great Dao, as if he had always been there.

An indescribable Dao sound echoed through the heavens and earth, auspicious signs appeared spontaneously in the void. As the phantom took a step, golden lotus flowers appeared underfoot, lifting his dust-free form.

This scene was quite astonishing, the chilling aura receded, and a sense of reverence rose in everyone’s hearts. Even Saint Realm powerhouses couldn’t help but lower their heads, not daring to meet the visitor’s gaze.

"It’s Hall Master Ling, Ling Xiaoyu!"

Li Jianchen and the others were overjoyed. With the Hall Master of the Town Hall stepping in, Wei Fan shouldn’t be in trouble.

At the same time, the phantom stood proudly in the sky, reaching out to the scorched earth below. In an instant, as if time reversed, everything began to restore to its original state.

"Boom..."

But after a few breaths, what was restored shattered back to its previous state.

"Has it been destroyed so thoroughly..."

The phantom slightly frowned, then shook his head: "This is merely a thought of mine. My true self cannot come here, unable to rewind time at this place. Where he was transmitted to has an array isolating everything. If there were a Soul Token, I might have some way, but now, whether he lives or dies depends on his luck..."

The bottom line for Wei Fan had always been not to hand over his Life Token or Soul Token to others, which has its advantages and disadvantages, as in the current situation. If the Demon Hunter Organization had his Life Token or Soul Token, they could use them to find where he was transmitted and rescue him.

Unable to find his whereabouts, even the Martial Emperor’s heaven-reaching methods can’t be executed.

After the phantom spoke, it merged into the Great Dao and disappeared. The hope that had risen in Li Jianchen and the others’ hearts was shattered once again. They didn’t expect that even the Martial Emperor couldn’t locate Wei Fan, clearly having calculated everything well before daring to act right outside the Holy City’s gates.

"Not even the Martial Emperor can save him, Wei Fan is truly finished!"

Soon, the news of Wei Fan’s incident spread through the Holy City.

Some believed it was the work of the Zhou Family because Zhou Cheng Ancestor had long shown his determination to obtain the Venerable Phoenix Body. To this end, he was even willing to offer a life-extending miraculous item for an Emperor’s Soldier. If Wei Fan didn’t die, he’d have no chance.

Others thought it was the Wang Family’s doing, as Wei Fan had killed three Saint Realm individuals of the Wang Family. Unable to contend with Dragon Battle Martial Emperor, sending a Great Saint Powerhouse to kill Wei Fan was still feasible, and only a Martial Emperor Family could cover their tracks from the Martial Emperor’s search.

Of course, some thought it was the Profound Lady Pavilion, or even the Demon Fiend. Various speculations existed, including the belief that it could be the Xuanyuan Family acting. If Wei Fan didn’t die, and the Venerable Phoenix Body didn’t compromise, the most severe loss would still be the Xuanyuan Family’s.

...

With cold, fierce eyes, Wei Fan faced a scene of immortal radiance. He hadn’t attempted to disrupt the transmission process but instead first controlled the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell beneath his skin for defense.

He knew he had been calculated against; the other party had likely been watching him for some time, setting up the teleportation array as soon as he left the Holy City.

Although he succumbed due to his lack of preparation, someone who could calculate against a Dharma Martial Saint was definitely not weak.

Of course, he had nothing to fear. Many things were not easy to display in front of people, but under such sinister schemes, he had the perfect opportunity.

"Swish!"

The next moment, the light before him vanished, revealing a space enshrouded by an array.

On the ground here were carved profound Dao Patterns, forming numerous complex Dao Runes. Dao Power flowed along these patterns like mercury.

The sky was covered by an energy shield, its brilliance bursting forth, making it impossible to feel anything from the outside world; even the Great Dao became obscure, as if trapped within a cage formed by Yuan Tiansheng’s Monkey Heaven-Victory Celestial Imprisoning Staff, nearly unable to leverage the power of the Great Dao.

The array was incredible, capable of achieving feats that countless martial artists’ will power could not; he had always valued such things. However, after becoming a Saint, he hadn’t had the time to study array formations.

A short distance away stood a young man, with thick black hair, tall and strong, his vigorous qi blood flowing beneath his skin as if about to overflow.

His skin was a bronze color with a metallic texture, as if clad in copper armor, muscles rising like mountain peaks, exuding a sense of strength, occasionally flashing with Dao patterns.

"Body Ascension!"

Wei Fan’s eyes gleamed with insight; it was no surprise that the man opposite should also be a powerful Martial Saint who has achieved body ascension, because generally, only those who have ascended their bodies exhibit such phenomena.

The man looked coldly at Wei Fan, towering like an iron tower, saying nothing.

"Swish!"

A flash of light appeared before him, and someone was transported to the location. Wei Fan knew this was the person who had transported him here from Holy City.

He frowned as he saw an old man with a gaunt face, high cheekbones, triangular eyes, with sparse whitish beard on his face.

"I am Yin Tianshou; worthy of being more prodigious than Xuanyuan Peak, unfazed in adversity, with majestic presence, indeed worthy of being Wei Fan."

The elder stroked his beard, announcing his identity, expecting Wei Fan to display a shocked expression. Unfortunately, Wei Fan did not know who Yin Tianshou was, feeling as if targeted by a venomous snake.

He thought the Zhou Family had acted against him, but it clearly wasn’t them, as the panel began to flicker.

[Yin Tianshou: Great Saint Cultivation, Array Grandmaster, fell into Demon Dao, practicing on people]

[Kill him, earn 500,000 ordinary power, 6,000 Martial Saint’s power]

[Yin Wu: Nourishing Spirit Martial Saint, fell into Demon Dao, practicing on people]

[Kill him, earn 500,000 ordinary power, 3,000 Martial Saint’s power]

The panel responded to both; the elder was of Great Saint cultivation and an Array Grandmaster, also practiced demonic martial arts. The young man was indeed a Martial Saint with body ascension, having reached the Spirit Concealment Realm.

The names suggested a blood relationship; it was unclear why they targeted him.

Serving others was impossible; such a high-status Array Grandmaster wouldn’t lack spirit crystals, likely aiming for something on him, though it was uncertain what.

"What do you want? Just say it. You went through all this trouble to get me here; it surely isn’t for mere compliment,"

Wei Fan was not in haste to act; he was curious about what they targeted.

"Straightforward!"

Yin Tianshou showed a smile: "My son and I invite you—just a modest request. If Wei Fan agrees, we’ll surely let you go; rest assured, I, Yin Tianshou, pledge to never harm you!"

He observed Wei Fan’s reaction, realizing he likely hadn’t heard of Yin Tianshou, thus released a shred of Great Saint’s energy to intimidate Wei Fan.

Wei Fan naturally wouldn’t believe such deceit; if they acquired what they wanted, it was unlikely they would let him off.

Not to mention he, a prodigy in the eyes of someone practicing demon skills, was definitely peerless treasure medicine, how could they let him go?

"Please speak, elder!" Wei Fan’s eyes narrowed while contemplating whether to use Ten Thousand Spirits Bell to kill this father-son pair or test Great Saint’s power first.

Yin Tianshou nodded in satisfaction: "My son and I hope you could share a portion of ’Thunder Mountain Celestial Skill’ with us. You must realize my son is a person of body ascension, needing only a supreme body refining martial art.

You’re not in an ideal situation now, surrounded by enemies; if you agree, we’ll be friends, your issue will be ours. Having a friend of body ascension, along with me, the Great Saint powerhouse, anyone who wants to move against you must think thrice..."

Wei Fan paused, they were indeed after the Nine-Nine True Skill. The matter of Nine-Nine True Skill truly couldn’t withstand scrutiny; Zhou Shen inferred he acquired Nine-Nine True Skill, others would doubt as well.

Plus, at Thunder Mountain, when the True Skill Mark of Nine-Nine rushed into his body, someone might have seen it.

The most crucial point was that the father and son had practiced demon skills. Even if they wrongly predicted he hadn’t obtained Nine-Nine True Skill, his talent surpassing Xuanyuan Peak was the best cultivation material for demon practitioners.

Yin Tianshou concealed his fierce light, relentlessly persuading Wei Fan, making his tone amiable.

However, he noticed Wei Fan seemed unperturbed: "Don’t deny Thunder Mountain Celestial Skill; you were at Thunder Mountain when it disappeared. Later you exhibited a strong body-refining cultivation.

I, a lifetime obsessed with Thunder Mountain Celestial Skill, flatter myself that I understand it well. When you fought, your strikes bore shadows of Thunder Mountain Celestial Skill, something you can’t hide from me...

No need to mention it; the cultivation technique, a mere copy for us, costs you nothing, yet in return, you gain our friendship, why not..."

Wei Fan nodded, the Nine-Nine True Skill was esteemed body refining martial arts for him; those moves had been ingrained into his bones, coupled with his intuition of Nine-Nine True Skill evolving into a supreme attack and kill martial technique, he had consciously demonstrated them during combat.

If it were someone obsessed with unlocking the mystery of Thunder Mountain Celestial Skill, they could surely perceive its shadows.

"Elder misunderstood, I have not comprehended Thunder Mountain Celestial Skill."

Upon hearing this, Yin Tianshou’s gentle, amicable smile hardened a bit.