I Can Merge Techniques

He had originally thought this was a low-level martial arts world.

Later, he discovered it was a world of Cultivation.

But he never would have expected it was actually a world of crazed Cultivation!

He hadn’t witnessed the madness before only because his perspective was too limited and he’d encountered too few of the truly powerful.

’Now that I think about it, my parents were probably completely corrupted and driven mad. That’s why they passed away without being able to say anything in the end.’

Seeing his somber expression, Li Qingxue comforted him in a soft voice, "Don’t be too anxious. We’ll figure something out. There’s always a way."

Hm?

A thought struck Chu Fan.

’How does Senior Sister Qingxue know I’m worried about the corruption?’

He suppressed the doubt in his mind and nodded at Li Qingxue. Ignoring the colleagues behind him who had once again descended into chaos, he walked into the council hall with a grim expression.

Inside the hall, Li Mubai was seated behind a desk, reviewing documents.

Seeing Chu Fan enter, he looked up with a smile and teased, "Well now, what a rare guest!"

Chu Fan walked straight to the desk, reined in all his emotions, and lowered his voice, stating his purpose in just a few words.

The smile on Li Mubai’s face gradually faded, his gaze becoming as sharp as a blade. "You’re planning to make your move? I just wonder, is this purely for revenge, or are you truly going after the Moon Worship Sect and the Zhang Family?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Fan smiled and said, "Both. Why wouldn’t I?"

Li Mubai was taken aback for a moment, then he too began to laugh.

He slowly nodded. "The Moon Worship Sect in Qing Province isn’t as brazen as they are in Cyan Yang Ancient City. Instead, they hide in the shadows like rats, rarely showing their faces."

"Both the Moon Worship Sect and the Zhang Family have been lying low and hiding their strength for years."

"In Qing Province, even the common people have likely never heard the name ’Moon Worship Sect.’"

"Luring them out won’t be that easy."

"But stirring things up a bit wouldn’t be a bad idea." His tone shifted, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes. "Lord Yue Mankong sent you to Qing Province to stir the pot anyway. Go ahead and do what you must. The entire Demon Suppression Bureau will give you its full support!"

...

In a Quiet Chamber on the top floor of the Medicine King Pavilion, tendrils of sandalwood smoke coiled around the support beams.

After hearing the young Alchemist repeat Chu Fan’s "I will repay every slight" threat, Ye Chang’an couldn’t help but sneer.

He curled his right index finger and tapped it gently on the desk, which was made from hundred-year-old Agarwood. The crisp *TAP, TAP* echoed clearly.

"’Repay every slight’? Heh..." A derisive smile touched Ye Chang’an’s lips. "Is he threatening *me*, or the Medicine King Valley?"

"Arrogant whelp, still wet behind the ears, utterly ignorant of his own place in the world!"

"A mere Demon Suppression Guard dares to be so condescending, with no respect for the heroes of this world?"

The young Alchemist bowed, his respectful tone laced with a hint of probing. "Martial Uncle, that Chu Fan is just a newly promoted Demon Suppression Guard with a shallow foundation. Should we gather some men to teach him a lesson and make him understand the power of the Medicine King Valley?"

"Idiot!" Ye Chang’an looked up, glancing at him as if he were a block of deadwood, his tone full of undisguised scorn.

"What are you thinking? Attacking a Demon Suppression Guard would be giving them the perfect excuse to come after us!"

"It’s like you *want* that pack of ravenous wolves from the Demon Suppression Bureau to have a reason to take a bite out of a juicy target like the Medicine King Valley!"

The harsh rebuke left the young Alchemist drenched in a cold sweat. Beads of perspiration rolled down his forehead as he lowered his head, not daring to utter a word.

Ye Chang’an continued, "Why would we need to do something like that? I will use the name of the Medicine King Pavilion to openly cut off that pathetic Seven Stars Gang’s supply of Elixirs and Treasure Plants. It’s a straightforward plot, out in the open! What can he do about it?"

"He wouldn’t dare attack the Medicine King Pavilion and make an enemy of the entire Medicine King Valley, would he?"

"Getting revenge on the Medicine King Valley? It’s not that easy."

"Does he really think the Medicine King Valley is some run-of-the-mill group like the Fiery Sun Gang that he can just push around as he pleases?"

"What he said at the Fiery Sun Gang was just empty talk to save face. Why take it seriously?"

At this point, he paused, unconsciously tracing circles on the desk with his knuckles as a flicker of doubt crossed his eyes. "But still... for that kid to so cleanly defeat two cultivators at the Peak of the Divine Power Realm, he’s definitely got a few tricks up his sleeve."

"According to the rumors, when he joined the Demon Suppression Guard, he was only at the early stage of the Spirit Awakening Realm."

"In just three short months, he jumped from the early stage of the Spirit Awakening Realm to the Fifth Level of the Divine Power Realm. Such progress is simply unheard of!"

"Even the prodigies of the three great Noble Families of Qing Province—the Zhang, Li, and Wang—have never shown such heaven-defying growth!"

The young Alchemist, as if seizing a chance to redeem himself, quickly looked up and spoke in a rush. "I was watching from nearby at the time, and I also thought... I thought the whole thing was bizarre!"

"Oh?" Ye Chang’an raised an eyebrow, a flicker of interest in his eyes.

"That Chu Fan won too quickly. It was a complete steamroll!" The young Alchemist’s face was full of confusion. "Two experts at the Fifth Level of the Divine Power Realm were like three-year-old children before him, completely powerless to resist! How is that possible?"

"Unless he has already reached the Acupoint Realm, it’s absolutely impossible to crush someone of the same rank bare-handed like that! Unless..."

"Unless what?" Ye Chang’an interrupted impatiently.

The young Alchemist swallowed and lowered his voice. "I think it’s more likely that the men from the Fiery Sun Gang were afraid of his status as a Demon Suppression Guard and didn’t dare to really fight back. It was all just an act!"

"Otherwise, there’s no other explanation."

"Hmm..." Ye Chang’an rubbed his temples, a weary look on his face. "Perhaps you’re right. For the Demon Suppression Bureau to value him so highly, his talent must be considerable."

His tone shifted, and genuine confusion flickered in his eyes. "But there’s one thing I’ve never been able to figure out. A while back, he was being hunted by Mo Daozi, a Demon Dao cultivator at the Second Heaven of the Acupoint Realm. It should have been a death sentence. How did he not only survive but turn the tables and kill Mo Daozi instead?"