Easy Way of Cultivation: Power Harvesting

Xining Wang Family.

"This little bastard got lucky. I didn’t expect him to die before we could make a move!"

Wang Family Patriarch, Wang Chuanxuan, looked resentful and venomous.

Wei Fan killed his son Wang Yuan, so he naturally followed Wei Fan’s movements closely and even planned to take action against him.

In fact, Wei Fan had stopped Wang Yuan from killing Long Xuan, indirectly saving the entire Wang Family. Otherwise, if Wang Yuan had indeed killed Long Xuan, the Dragon Battle Martial Emperor might not just have taken the Wang Family Imperial Soldiers for a hundred years, but would have wiped out the entire Wang Family.

Yet he showed no gratitude towards Wei Fan. Instead, he harbored deep hatred and had already begun dispatching people to avenge his son’s death on Wei Fan.

The outside world was rumored to believe it was the Wang Family that acted against Wei Fan, but he knew it wasn’t the Wang Family, and he even contacted the Zhou Family to confirm it wasn’t them either.

"Issue the order, open a feast for three miles, and celebrate for three days!"

Wang Chuanxuan commanded, to celebrate the death of Wei Fan.

"Patriarch, we mustn’t. Wei Fan is the savior of the Dragon Battle Martial Emperor’s grandson. If we act so blatantly, it might provoke the Dragon Battle Martial Emperor, which would not be good."

A Wang Family elder stood out to stop him. It would be fine if Wei Fan had been killed by the Wang Family, but the key was that he wasn’t, making it unnecessary to stand up and take the blame for whoever really killed Wei Fan.

"Besides, there’s no definitive conclusion yet whether Wei Fan is dead or alive. We should wait for confirmation, or we’ll become a laughingstock in Jianghu again if he’s still alive."

"He’s definitely dead!"

But in the end, Wang Chuanxuan still dared not suffer the wrath of the Dragon Battle Martial Emperor at this moment. If something really happened to Wei Fan, others might not, but based on what he knew of the Dragon Battle Martial Emperor, he would indeed seek justice for Wei Fan.

Wei Fan had just saved his grandson, and if Wei Fan was harmed and ignored, wouldn’t the name of Dragon Battle Martial Emperor become a joke?

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Yaozhou, Xinqiu Mountain!

This is the ancestral land of the Xuanyuan Family, a Martial Emperor Family. Ever since Emperor Xuanyuan was born, most of the Xuanyuan family’s members have lived here, while those in the Holy City only follow ancestral instructions to guard the Human Race Holy City.

Xinqiu Mountain, the Xuanyuan Family’s Divine City, hangs high, eternally unsinking. Few know how long the Divine City of the Xuanyuan Family has hovered here, full of historic vicissitudes.

This place has always been quiet, like a secluded realm, with few daring to act recklessly here, even though there are rumors that the Xuanyuan Family’s Emperor’s Soldier may die.

But on this day, the Xuanyuan Family’s Divine City was also in an uproar, with energy fluctuations that changed the winds and clouds of the heavens, the Great Dao rising and falling.

The eternally unsinking Divine City emitted light, Dao Runes appearing.

This scene not only attracted passersby to watch but also aroused the curiosity of some Xuanyuan family members living below the Divine City.

"Xuanyuan Ting, what are you doing? This is the ancestral land. If you act recklessly, don’t blame us for suppressing you, and serving family law."

Even angry voices came from within the Divine City, making passersby curious about what was happening in the Xuanyuan Family.

"I’m doing nothing, I just want to know if it was you who acted against Wei Fan!"

Xuanyuan Ting was bursting with anger. Upon hearing of Wei Fan’s misfortune, his first suspicion was the Xuanyuan Family, because previously, there were rash individuals from the Xuanyuan Family who suggested directly killing Wei Fan to prevent him from affecting Feng Hua.

And it wasn’t just one or two people saying such things.

The Xuanyuan Family also had such motives. After all, from the Xuanyuan Family’s perspective, Wei Fan being alive had the greatest impact on them. Even if the Venerable Phoenix Body didn’t marry Wei Fan, marrying any descendant of the Martial Emperor Family would bring greater benefits than marrying Wei Fan.

He came today to find the elders from the lineage that proposed killing Wei Fan directly.

"It has nothing to do with us. The kid has enemies everywhere, who knows who made the move." The opposing elders gloatingly replied.

Xuanyuan Ting said coldly, "Whether it was you or not, you’d better pray that kid is okay. If anything happens to him, I can assure you that all your plans will come to nothing. Feng Hua has a fierce personality, and if something happens to Wei Fan, no one will gain a single benefit from her."

He knew his great-granddaughter’s temper, and there was still some use in familial ties. If they really harmed Wei Fan, it would indeed be an endless battle to the death.

"Xuanyuan Ting, are you still one of the Xuanyuan Family?"

The opposing elders shouted explosively. If Wei Fan were dead, wouldn’t it be a perfect fit, not needing the Xuanyuan Family to act? It would be best. Then, using avenging Wei Fan as a condition, they could persuade Feng Hua to marry Zhou Cheng Ancestor.

But Xuanyuan Ting actually came to threaten them. Didn’t he know that if the Emperor’s Soldier died, countless Demon Fiends would be ready to devour the Xuanyuan family’s descendants’ bone and blood?

"To hell with being one of the Xuanyuan Family. How many of you actually regard our lineage as family? Everyone knows why my elder brother defected from the Xuanyuan Family.

And now you want to sell my great-granddaughter for profit, yet still have the nerve to talk about being family."

Xuanyuan Peak was also full of anger. It wasn’t just about his great-granddaughter Feng Hua; the enmity between their lineage and the others could be traced back thousands of years.

Even if they were nominally his uncles, he couldn’t help but explode in anger.

"You parasites occupy the family’s resources every day, only knowing how to enjoy yourselves, but when it comes to fighting and killing, it’s always left to our lineage, while you have tens of thousands of people flourishing.

Look at our lineage, with less than a hundred people combined. Most of the graves in the ancestral tomb are from our lineage. Xuanyuan Family? To hell with it."

Xuanyuan Peak glared at the opposite elders, "I’ll tell you this: if anything happens to my great-granddaughter, I may not be able to do anything to you, but my elder brother certainly can. At that time, I’ll definitely kneel and beg him to slaughter you old bastards and cleanse this filthy Xuanyuan Family!"

The opposing elders turned livid, their beards bristling with anger, but at the thought of Xuanyuan Peak, they couldn’t suppress their fear.

Xuanyuan Feng deviated from the path, angrily leaving the Xuanyuan Family back then, feeling most ashamed for leaving his two younger brothers to be bullied in the family.

If the Venerable Phoenix Body were truly in trouble, Xuanyuan Ting would go begging, and Xuanyuan Feng would surely do this. Moreover, Xuanyuan Feng had long said he would cleanse the Xuanyuan Family’s filth. In the past, with the Emperor’s Soldier, it could still intimidate Xuanyuan Feng. If the Emperor’s Soldier perished, the Xuanyuan Family would have no means to intimidate Xuanyuan Feng.

"You... you are such a fiend, we are your uncles."

Xuanyuan Ting shot into the sky, ignoring these people. He understood that most likely it wasn’t the Xuanyuan Family who acted; the Xuanyuan Family wouldn’t be so brainless; anyone could kill Wei Fan, but it couldn’t be the Xuanyuan Family, and not even inciting them.

Though he spoke harsh words, he didn’t want his elder brother to bloodily cleanse his kin unless absolutely necessary.

He came to test the waters, see if the Xuanyuan Family knew who did it, and to give them a hint. So far, it seemed the Xuanyuan Family had no clue.

"Luckily, the girl is still in seclusion, otherwise she’d go mad upon hearing this news."

Tearing open the void, Xuanyuan Ting plunged into it, as they were sent to guard the Holy City and could not leave for long.

Nearing the Holy City, he suddenly widened his eyes, seeing a figure racing amidst the radiant Void World.

"Wei Fan?"

Who else could it be but Wei Fan, the youngster whose intentions against him and the third brother were painfully vivid.

"Dharma Cultivation?"

In the next moment, Xuanyuan Ting gasped, eyes bulging in shock.

The person was surely Wei Fan, but the aura was far from Condensing Dao cultivation; it was terrifyingly at the Dharma Realm.

In less than three months, breaking through to the Dharma Realm, even elder brother Xuanyuan Feng would be humbled coming here.

Outside, rumors spread that Wei Fan broke through using the Holy Blood Fruit, claiming it wasn’t so amazing, which he had doubted.

But witnessing this, Xuanyuan Ting even felt chills down his spine; the handbooks of Xuanyuan Ancestor Emperor Xuanyuan held nothing this astonishing, unheard of to reach Dharma in less than three months.

While Saint Realm powerhouses condensing Dao could be aided by heavenly treasures, they couldn’t break through to Dharma in less than three months unless they consumed such wonders as if dining.

That kind of thing, even the Martial Emperor Family had scarce quantities, let alone Wei Fan who lacked background.

"In all the world, only this lad is worthy of my great-granddaughter,"

Xuanyuan Ting’s satisfaction with Wei Fan surged again, though quickly he furrowed his brow.

He noticed Wei Fan; Wei Fan couldn’t possibly miss him, yet Wei Fan disregarded him, continuing his journey alone.

"Boy, don’t you see me?"

"What if I do, should I come pay respects?"

Wei Fan realized Xuanyuan Ting, yet he resented Xuanyuan Ting’s past forceful act involving Feng Hua and didn’t want to engage.

Someday he planned to ride the seven-colored cloud into the Xuanyuan Family, so better avoid entanglements making action difficult.

"You..."

Xuanyuan Ting nearly choked, worried this lad might be killed, rushing to the Xuanyuan Family’s ancestral land to cause a scene, receiving such a response when encountering him.

"Who saved you?"

Knowing Wei Fan bore no goodwill for him, Xuanyuan Ting suppressed his rage, curious about Wei Fan’s survival.

He had visited the site, the teleportation array must be from a Great Saint realm array grandmaster; with such effort spent in manipulating Wei Fan away, he doubted they’d spare him easily.

"Is it difficult to punch through teleportation power? Would I foolishly wait to be transported?"

Wei Fan didn’t want anyone to know he eliminated Yin Tianshou, the Great Saint Powerhouse, nor his Dharma Cultivation, fearing it might deter those wishing him harm from reaching; yet upon noticing Xuanyuan Ting, it was too late, revealing his true cultivation.

Xuanyuan Ting’s mouth twitched, knowing Wei Fan spoke untruthfully; the array’s architect wouldn’t overlook such possibilities. Interrupting teleportation must’ve been complicated, thus such intricate preparation.

Even an array pursued by Ling Xiaoyu wouldn’t be simple.

However, with no words from Wei Fan, he couldn’t do anything but coldly snort: "You’d best behave and stay in the Holy City; don’t leave. The Demon Hunter Organization isn’t invulnerable, and the Five Great Domains aren’t as simple as you think.

Xuanyuan Feng, even such a prodigy, cultivated for two thousand years yet was forced to hide; don’t assume being a demon is capital. Dominant as demons seem, without supreme power, they’re nothing."

Wei Fan’s talent altered his attitude once more, prompting him to speak amazing news; with Wei Fan in the Holy City, if anything happened, he had some methods to intervene; but outside, even if something happens, he couldn’t help.

As he spoke, ignoring Wei Fan’s reaction, he tore open the Void World and dove into the Xuanyuan Family’s Divine City above the Holy City, knowing Wei Fan was smart enough; this speech was sufficient.

In common eyes, Saint Realm is supreme, Martial Emperor invincible, yet he knows Martial Emperors need discreetness, especially those like Wei Fan.

"Xuanyuan Feng was forced to hide?"

Wei Fan’s glow dimmed, standing in the Void World silent, believing Xuanyuan Ting’s words about the familial truth.

"But I cannot hide!"

Wei Fan whispered, concealing his aura, stepping out of the Void World.