The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign

"Insolent!"

During the clash of palms, before the residual force could even dissipate from their hands, the nearby Xiao Er couldn’t help but shout. His face was flushed with towering rage.

"Noisy!" Qin Fan rebuked him. As he spoke, his other hand shot out, grabbing Xiao Er and yanking him over. He then effortlessly hoisted him into the air.

With Xiao Er’s level of Cultivation, he had no way to react. In the blink of an eye, he was airborne. Caught completely off guard, he subconsciously tried to unleash his true aura to fight back, even though he knew he was no match for Qin Fan.

Just as he was about to erupt with his aura, Li Tiandao, seeming to read his mind, narrowed his eyes and snapped, "Xiao Er!" His voice was laced with a rare urgency.

If Xiao Er’s Martial Arts aura was exposed, it would undoubtedly reveal the identity he had hidden while at the Jinling Milk Tea Shop. At that point, a great battle would become inevitable. The assassination attempt by the Crippled and the Deficient was clearly related to Xiao Er. Would Qin Fan really let him go?

Li Tiandao had no fear of a fight, but he did not want it to happen now. It was not part of his game plan yet.

Startled by the shout, Xiao Er shuddered and instantly suppressed his reflexive urge.

At the same time, Li Tiandao quickly withdrew the hand that had clashed with Qin Fan’s. In doing so, however, he was forced back a full step.

A single step might mean nothing to an ordinary person, but in a contest of Qi Force, it starkly revealed the gap between them. Although withdrawing his hand first and taking the brunt of the residual force was a factor, the difference between a full step and half a step was a judgment on another level entirely. In this exchange, it seemed Li Tiandao was thoroughly defeated.

Even though I know this wasn’t my full strength, I’m even more aware that Qin Fan was also holding back. In that instant, his estimation of Qin Fan’s strength rose to a new level. His eyelids twitched uncontrollably, a reaction that was extremely rare for him.

The innocuous, sunny smile vanished from Li Tiandao’s face. "Let him go!" he commanded, his voice grave as he suppressed his inner shock at Qin Fan’s power.

"Are you ordering me?"

To withstand forty percent of my power and only be forced back a single step... My casual kick sent Hua Xiaotian of the Gang Realm flying back and vomiting blood, yet this guy can withstand forty percent of my strength without a scratch? In the current Martial Arts World, what kind of Cultivation is that? It can’t possibly be the Gang Realm. He must be in the God Realm at the very least, or maybe from the rumored Vast World? I’m a little hazy on the concept. Just the fact that he could take forty percent of a Late Stage Golden Core expert’s power means that even on the Cangqiong Continent, his strength would be no less than that of someone in the initial Golden Core stage! The most crucial point is that when Li Tiandao withdrew his power, my Divine Sense seized the chance to probe him and sensed he had only used seventy to eighty percent of his own strength! He used only seventy to eighty percent of his power to take forty percent of my Late Stage Golden Core strength and was only pushed back a single step? Is he insane? Initial Golden Core? Or maybe even Middle Stage Golden Core? How could a person with such a cultivation level possibly be born on this mundane, mortal Earth? If it weren’t for the foundation of my Mahayana Realm cultivation from my past life, I wouldn’t even be at the Late Stage Golden Core right now; even reaching Foundation Establishment would have been a long shot! After all, my Mahayana Realm foundation didn’t just make my new path of Cultivation twice as effective, but a hundred times more! This man is clearly not old, so how could he possess such strength and Cultivation? Could it be... that he had an experience similar to my own?

At the sudden thought, Qin Fan couldn’t stop this increasingly wild idea from sprouting in his mind. Because of this, his words, "Are you ordering me?" carried a sincere and heavy solemnity.

"I’m negotiating with you! Let him go!" Li Tiandao said coldly, his face revealing a long-absent gloom from his inner shock.

"Sorry, I’m not in the habit of negotiating. It’s the owner’s fault for not teaching his dog! His foolish clamor is on you!"

As he finished speaking, Qin Fan swung his arm without warning, tossing Xiao Er from his grasp over the side of the Great Wall. He plummeted directly toward the steep mountains and ridges below. Yet, Xiao Er was unusually calm. He did not scream or shout, nor did he release his Martial Arts aura.

"Damn it!" Li Tiandao snarled, leaping into the air. He landed lightly on the brickwork of the wall and then bounded after the falling Xiao Er.

When this scene, straight out of a fantasy movie, unfolded before the tourists looking down from the Great Wall, a wave of incredulous exclamations spread through the crowd, causing a commotion.

"Here’s a piece of advice: don’t try to test me, let alone provoke me. Otherwise, it will be the most regrettable decision of your life," Qin Fan said, not even glancing down. He adjusted the collar of his trench coat, his lips moving as he gathered his True Qi to send the message to Li Tiandao with the Sound Transmission Skill.

With that, he turned and began to walk away, never once looking at what was happening below. With Li Tiandao’s impressive strength, saving Xiao Er will be no problem at all.

Yet, it seemed as if fate truly had a twisted sense of humor. Qin Fan not looking down was perfectly in line with the arrogant nature of a cultivator, but it was this very arrogance that caused him to miss a crucial opportunity to identify Li Tiandao. If only he had stepped to the wall and peered over the edge, he would have undoubtedly recognized the silhouette. It was the very same back that had appeared numerous times in the memories he had absorbed from Chen Tiansheng!

Chen Tiansheng had called him Master. The milk tea shop owner was at his side. The attack by those two blind men in the alley near the Jinling milk tea shop was also very likely connected to him. Qin Fan had never forgotten about that mysterious person who seemed to be operating from abroad. But now, he had inadvertently missed the chance to unravel the mystery.

This once again delayed the inevitable confrontation between them. If he had known this was the mysterious person from Chen Tiansheng’s memories, considering the potential threats, he would not have hesitated to kill him on the spot—even if they were on the Great Wall, and even if it meant causing irreparable damage to the ancient monument.

Alas, it all seemed to be destined by fate.

Qin Fan walked calmly and unhurriedly down the slope of the Great Wall, the other tourists shrinking away from him with strange looks in their eyes.

「Below.」

Ma Yunhai and the others waited, barely able to contain their excitement. After all, meeting Qin Fan on top of the Great Wall was a completely different experience from simply sharing a meal with him. So, when Qin Fan’s figure came into view, their eyes gleamed with fervent gazes as they said in unison, "Lord Qin!"

Once Qin Fan nodded and walked over to them, Ma Yunhai immediately put on a fawning smile and asked, "Lord Qin, I’ve booked a private room at the Imperial Kitchen. Shall we head over now?"

"Mm."

"Um, Lord Qin, did you drive here, or...?"

"I took the bus."

Uh...

Took the bus? Hearing those words, the group was momentarily dumbfounded. But the quick-witted Ma Yunhai brushed it aside, continuing to fawn, "Lord Qin, in that case, would you honor me by riding in my car?"

"Sure. Let’s go."