Starting Cultivation During a Trip

The five elements of the human body: the heart corresponds to fire, the liver to wood, the kidneys to water, the spleen to earth. The five elements give rise to five symbols, generating and restraining each other, thus making man a small universe.

The Five Elements Mistaken King is the supreme secret art that exhaustively explores the mysteries of the human body, cultivating this small universe to its utmost limit.

Cultivators not only elevate their own inner universe from extraordinary to saintly, but are even able to control and influence the small universes of others.

In the video just now, those survivors hadn’t even gotten close to the mysterious figure, yet their five elements were already disrupted, becoming unbalanced and berserk, life and death separating in an instant.

Such a method is terrifying and horrifying, far beyond ordinary Daoist skills.

”So that’s the Chen Dragon?”

Zhang Fan mused, the images from the video flickering through his mind.

Lin Jianyue had said, among the Thirteen Zodiacs, the strongest is the Chen Dragon. The Five Elements Mistaken King is no trivial matter.

Ten years ago, this person succeeded in cultivating the Five Elements Mistaken King, one of the Nine Great Inner Elixir Methods, and only then dared to launch a sudden attack, betraying the Human Xiao, setting up an assassination trap, and hunting down Zhang Fan’s family.

Now, he had finally revealed himself.

”I never expected that someone in the Wuwei Sect could achieve the Five Elements Mistaken King.”

Lou Hechuan’s gray brows trembled slightly, a grave look on his face.

Even as president of the Jiangnan Province Daoist Alliance, faced with this legendary Inner Core Technique, he couldn’t help but feel immense pressure.

The Nine Great Inner Elixir Methods—across generations, not even one person may succeed. Now, with such an expert emerging from the Wuwei Sect, it’s as if they’ve seized fate itself; destiny seems to favor the Wuwei Sect.

”That’s Chen Dragon... the most ruthless of the Thirteen Zodiacs.”

At this moment, a gentle, smooth voice arrived. Zhang Fan looked over to see a valiant woman striding in.

”Allow me to introduce—this is Meng Qinghuan, here from alliance headquarters,” Lou Hechuan raised his hand to introduce her.

”You’re Zhang Fan?”

Meng Qinghuan approached, reaching out a hand.

Zhang Fan instinctively raised his hand for a handshake, then nodded in acknowledgment.

”I heard when capturing Yin Hu, you contributed a lot,” Meng Qinghuan lowered her gaze, staring at Zhang Fan’s palm, and spoke in a low, even voice.

”That’s pure slander, it was all Old Fang. I was just cheering from the side.”

Zhang Fan quickly withdrew his hand, responding nonchalantly.

”With Yin Hu captured, Fang Changle’s suspicion can be cleared as well.” Meng Qinghuan gave a faint smile, not pressing on the topic.

”Within the Thirteen Zodiacs, Human is leader, but for the Chen Dragon to master the Five Elements Mistaken King among the Nine Great Inner Elixirs, wouldn’t that make his power exceed the Human Xiao?” Lou Hechuan’s gaze darkened.

As president of the Jiangnan Province Daoist Alliance, the intel he possessed wasn’t less than the headquarters’, especially regarding the Wuwei Sect.

”Every generation’s Human Xiao holds the power to suppress the other twelve Zodiacs. But this generation, a wildcard like the Chen Dragon has emerged,” Meng Qinghuan said gravely.

”Truly an anomaly. Even the Yin Hu we caught with great difficulty was rescued by him,” Zhang Fan said offhandedly.

”Rescued? It’s not that simple.”

Meng Qinghuan’s lips curled slightly; she and Lou Hechuan exchanged glances.

”Hm!?”

Zhang Fan’s heart fluttered—something in those simple words was off.

”Elder Lou, let’s go.”

”Alright.”

As she spoke, Meng Qinghuan gave Zhang Fan a long, penetrating look, then left the technical division with Lou Hechuan.

Zhang Fan watched their departing figures, momentarily lost in thought.

”What are you thinking about?” Sui Chunsheng waved a hand in front of Zhang Fan’s eyes, seeing him distracted.

”Old Sui, do you think this might all be a setup?” Zhang Fan muttered softly.

”A setup?” Sui Chunsheng was puzzled. ”What do you mean?”

”Maybe Yin Hu’s just bait—they’re angling for a bigger fish, hoping someone will try a rescue?” Zhang Fan’s eyes were deep, a mysterious glint within.

”You mean... Yin Hu’s still not out of their grasp?” Sui Chunsheng’s face twitched; he subconsciously glanced at the flickering surveillance screens.

”If that’s true, then those in charge of the transfer...”

”Shh!”

Before Zhang Fan could finish, Sui Chunsheng instantly understood, and quickly made a hush gesture.

”Careful. Don’t talk nonsense here—this is the Jiangnan Province Daoist Alliance.”

”People...”

Zhang Fan shook his head, sighing softly.

”Let’s go.”

With that, he stepped out of the tech lab and left the Jiangnan Province Daoist Alliance.

”Zhang Fan...”

Just as he reached the door, a familiar voice called from behind him.

Zhang Fan turned back, stunned, as a long-missed figure strolled out of the Daoist Alliance’s building, grinning broadly.

”Taoist Pojie? What brings you to Yujing City?” Zhang Fan’s delight was obvious.

Counting things up, ever since the Rooster Star had calculated the Celestial Secret, he hadn’t seen Taoist Pojie again.

”Isn’t it all because of Mr. Nian? The sect sent me to check things out, provide some information.” Pojie replied softly.

Back then, Mr. Nian had been trapped in Yujing City because of a wager with Chu Chaoran. Now that the former had escaped tribulation, Zhenwu Mountain certainly had to send someone for a look.

In fact, with so much happening, quite a few sects had sent their people over.

”That’s a top-five expert on earth. Did Transcendent Zhenren give any instructions?” Zhang Fan couldn’t help asking.

Right now, the Wuwei Sect has no leader—the Vice Sect Leader is practically at the top. Once such a powerhouse gains freedom and restores their strength, won’t the whole world turn upside down?

”Master said this world won’t plunge into chaos—eat what you want, when you want...”

”He really is the Daoist Sect’s Optimus Prime.”

Zhang Fan felt a little more at ease at that, letting out a breath.

”Let’s find somewhere to talk.”

”Sure! Brother Pojie, rare to see you in Yujing, today’s on me. 588-yuan steak, you probably haven’t tried it yet.”

Zhang Fan grinned, slinging an arm around Taoist Pojie’s shoulder.

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