Starting Cultivation During a Trip

Chapter 615: Chapter 301: Zhang Fan’s Treasure! True Dragon Horn, One of the Nine Treasures

Bloodthirsty waves surged, permeating the quiet little courtyard.

Xu Changnian’s Primordial Spirit was completely annihilated, Huang Liulang’s body turned into flesh mush; in an instant, two of the three masters were lost.

Zhang Fan’s terror and dominance were unmistakably displayed at this moment.

Just a second ago, caught in a trap with no sign of daylight, and the next moment suddenly erupting, killing two people in succession — everything happened so suddenly, the situation reversed in the blink of an eye.

”Zhang Fan...”

In the distance, Yu Xuanji looked pale, blood seeping from the corner of her mouth. She glanced at Huang Liulang’s demise, then at the missing [Wind and Thunder Tower]. Gritting her teeth, she seemed to make a certain decision, daring not to linger. The winds and thunder surged around her, and she leapt away, disappearing into the vast night.

The three masters gathered in this tranquil courtyard, but ended up as Zhang Fan’s prey — two dead and one injured.

Zhang Fan raised his head, watching the direction where Yu Xuanji disappeared but didn’t pursue.

Firstly, she was a descendant of the Sanqing Mountain. Now Zhao Jie Xuan is still unaccounted for; if he killed this woman, it would cause a stir, drawing attention from all sides, making the situation far more complicated.

Just like before, when Qin Ming died, even the Qi Yun Mountain Sect Leader came.

Secondly, if this woman didn’t leave, Zhang Fan wouldn’t be able to find clues about Li Changgeng’s whereabouts.

Sigh...

Zhang Fan exhaled deeply, absorbed the Dragon Toad Treasure Qi, concealed the White Bone Relic, and rummaged through a pile of shattered flesh and bones, quickly finding a round, golden pill glowing faintly.

”Great Demon Inner Core!” Zhang Fan grinned softly.

Demonic Ghosts seizing human bodies, their Primordial Spirits must reside within the Inner Core. This is the essence, refined by Spirit Monsters during cultivation, extraordinarily precious.

”You... Zhang Fan, don’t kill me, I come from the Hundred Thousand Mountains, with the Demon Leader behind me...”

At that moment, a feeble Primordial Spirit sprang from the Inner Core — a yellow weasel, its form flickering and unstable, seemingly on the verge of dissipating.

”Leader my ass.”

Zhang Fan opened his mouth, swallowing the Primordial Spirit, the sound of wind and thunder resounded, a terrifying power instantly refining it.

Immediately, a faint glow emanated from Zhang Fan’s Spirit Platform, the Primordial Spirit seemed slightly strengthened, but far from as nourishing as Xu Changnian’s Primordial Spirit.

It’s worth noting, Xu Changnian’s Primordial Spirit elevated Zhang Fan’s realm by a level, entering the Great Master Sixth Realm.

This is far more miraculous than any Spirit Pill.

Typically, this would take at least five to six years of hard work, even with great opportunities.

After reaching High Skill, every realm is a meticulous endeavor, accumulated over time, comprehending heaven and earth, without shortcuts.

”His Primordial Spirit just now seemed to have a trace of the Divine Demon Holy Embryo... Could he have cultivated it too?”

With some leisure, Zhang Fan recalled the spirit’s aura of Xu Changnian’s Primordial Spirit, indeed identical to his own.

”The Pure Yang Family, truly the Pure Yang Family.”

Zhang Fan turned, his gaze fell upon Xu Banshan, the latter trembling, yet his eyes hiding a fierce gleam.

”Zhang Fan, you dare kill, kill someone from the Xu Family.” Xu Banshan gritted his teeth.

”Oh? Do you harbor hatred still?”

Zhang Fan raised his hand, an invisible force swept like a gale, shocking Xu Banshan’s body. Shockingly, it directly exposed his Primordial Spirit.

”God Capturing... You really are from the Wuwei Sect.” Xu Banshan’s Primordial Spirit fell into Zhang Fan’s hand, with a mix of shock and anger.

”Zhang Fan...”

At that moment, Xu Zhixia called out urgently, casting a pleading look.

”Let him go, I beg of you.”

From acquaintance to separation, Xu Zhixia had never asked Zhang Fan for anything, but now for Xu Banshan, she must beg.

”Zhixia, don’t beg him, our Xu Family would rather live kneeling than die standing.”

”Hmm?”

”Rather die kneeling than live standing.” Xu Banshan corrected.

”...”

”Rather die standing than live kneeling.” Xu Banshan corrected again.

Boom... Boom...

At the end of his words, Zhang Fan’s intertwined fingers instantly incinerated Xu Banshan’s Primordial Spirit, dissipating amidst flickering flames.

”Zhang Fan, you...”

Xu Zhixia’s beautiful eyes widened in disbelief, shimmering with tears, looking at Zhang Fan.

The Zhang Fan before her was a far cry from the tender and honest person she knew, methods fierce and unruly, like a great demon, nothing like the gentle and straightforward image from the past.

”Zhixia, you heard it too, this was his own request, going to death gallantly, I naturally must fulfill it.” Zhang Fan said indifferently.

”Moreover, I said I’d spare him once, but he brought you here, violating the taboo.”

”So, you’re going to kill him?”

Xu Zhixia’s eyes glistened, seemingly unable to recover from Xu Banshan’s demise.

”Zhixia, the struggle for orthodoxy isn’t a matter of personal grudge. They want me dead, then I can only send them first.”

Zhang Fan shook his head, calmly looking at Xu Zhixia.

”Go back; this world isn’t for you, if it had been someone else...”

He paused slightly there.

”What about if it were someone else?” Xu Zhixia clasped her hands, gritting her teeth.

”If it were someone else, you’d be dead too.”

As the words fell, Zhang Fan raised his hand, swept up the [Wind and Thunder Tower] from the ground, took a step, and exited the courtyard, disappearing into the vast darkness.

”Zhang Fan!”

Xu Zhixia watched Zhang Fan leave, her body slackened, collapsing on the ground, tears finally uncontrollable, spilling forth.

...

Back at the hotel, Zhang Fan emerged from the elevator, slightly weary after a fierce battle. A faint scent of blood still lingered on him; a hot bath should ensure a good night’s sleep.