Rebirth Of The Urban Immortal Cultivator

Chapter 1065 - Suppressing Everyone!

Chapter 1065: Suppressing Everyone!

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Meanwhile, Chen Fan had looked up and stared at the trembling Chu Tianxiao. “Why? Didn’t you hear me? Do you want me to repeat again?”

Chen Fan spoke with a gentle tone.

But Chu Tianxiao was so frightened his body kept shaking. He seemed like he had caught some kind of disease. He shook his head continuously.

“Heavenly Lord Chen, no, Perfected Cultivator Chen, Sect Master Chen, I heard you!”

Many people, who still didn’t know Chen Fan’s identity, were all terrified when they saw how fearful Chu Tianxiao was—the Vice President of the Jiang Bei Cultivation League and a peak-stage Immortal State Warrior.

“Who’s this guy? Why is Chu Tianxiao so scared of him?”

Jiang Feifei, Lu Yang and Xiao Xuan looked at Chen Fan in shock and they kept guessing who Chen Fan was. At the same time, something had come to Chu Yun’s mind after he heard “Chen Beixuan” from Chu Tianxiao. He immediately started trembling and his face turned pale.

“If you heard me, then answer me,” Chen Fan said as he stepped forward.

However, Chu Tianxiao fell on the ground and was unable to utter a single word. The other famous cultivators who had recognized Chen Fan also lowered their heads and shook like little rabbits.

“Perfected Cultivator Chen, it’s been a while...”

In the end, Chen Jiuyang got up and bowed to Chen Fan with a wry smile.

Chen Fan waved his hand as if waving off a fly. “This has nothing to do with you. Don’t drag the Tai Chi Sect in. Get out of here.”

He treated Chen Jiuyang—the Deputy Sect Master of the Tai Chi Sect and a Connate Earth Level Deity—like an ant, but Chen Jiuyang still bowed to him and left in a beam of light.

Gao Baisheng also bowed respectfully and quickly took the disciples of the Ba Ji Sect aside.

“And you! You looked happy when you took advantage of the North Qiong Sect and bullied our girl here.” Chen Fan turned around and glanced at Zhao Deyang and Master Xuanjian.

“Perfected Cultivator Chen, we didn’t do it. It’s just a misunderstanding...” Zhao Deyang and the others shook their heads immediately. Then, Zhao Mingkong got up and shouted, “Chen Fan, what are you doing? Do you think you can do whatever you want in Jiang Bei in the name of the North Qiong Sect...?”

Zhao Deyang instantly turned pale and he almost fell on the ground. He yelled in his mind, wanting to kill his grandson.

“Really?”

Chen Fan smiled and grabbed Zhao Mingkong with his hand. “I’ve told you before that I only spared you because of Jiang Feifei and that I’d kill you if you offended me again, right?”

Then.

No matter how hard Zhao Mingkong struggled, Chen Fan still crushed him into blood mist in front of the guests and the audience on the Internet.

Chen Fan then flicked his sleeve again.

“Don’t provoke the North Qiong Sect again in your next life.”

Bang, bang, bang!

Some blood mist appeared. The Immortal State Warriors who attacked Chen Yaoyao, including Zhao Deyang and Master Xuanjian, were killed by Chen Fan. Their power wasn’t even strong enough to withstand Chen Fan’s attack for half a second; they were crushed easily, like a bunch of ants.

At that moment, everyone became silent.

Everyone was dumbfounded. Jiang Feifei, Lu Yang and Xiao Xuan couldn’t believe Chen Fan would kill people while the event was broadcast live.

Even when the Immortal State Warriors besieged Chen Yaoyao, they only wanted to capture her, but not kill her. After all, there were laws on Earth. Although they were superior cultivators, they were still under the control of the Golden Core Cultivators of Kunlun and Ye Nantian. Kunlun wouldn’t let them go; even the Sun Palace and the Taichu Temple would punish them.

However, Chen Fan had no scruples, like a savage from the wild. He dared to kill people decisively and at ease.

Only some people who knew what Chen Fan had done in the past gave a wry smile.

“This is still the same Chen Beixuan who’s cruel and would always settle the scores!”

Then.

Chen Fan went up the stage with Chen Yaoyao and walked to Chu Tianxiao in front of everyone else.

“Boom.”

Chu Tianxiao knelt on the ground and said in fear, “Please don’t kill me, Perfected Cultivator Chen. I know nothing about what happened before. I only listened to them. They fooled me!”

He continued when he saw Chen Fan kept walking, “Perfected Cultivator Chen, my nephew is Chu Minhui, your former student and the current Major General of Cang Dragon. You can’t kill me...”

Before Chu Tianxiao finished talking.

Chen Fan shot out a ray of golden light from his finger, which penetrated Chu Tianxiao’s head and destroyed his Divine Soul.

Chen Fan didn’t stop after killing Chu Tianxiao. He continued walking to get on the stage.

“Chen Beixuan, this is the Jiang Bei Cultivation Grand Event. Countless people are watching on the live-broadcast platforms. Do you really want to kill so many people here?” a Connate Overlord finally said.

Chen Fan ignored him.

He had killed millions of people in the United States while witnessed by everyone on Earth back then, but who dared to say anything about that? Why would Chen Fan care about what people said?

Chen Fan lowered his head and looked at Chen Yaoyao with a smile.

“Yaoyao, tell me, who did something bad to you when Auntie Xiu was sick?”

Chen Yaoyao hesitated and was doubtful about this guy who suddenly showed up and claimed that he knew her, but when she sensed the familiar energy in him and the resonation of blood and cultivation arts, she nodded. She then pointed at a few senior members of Jiang Bei on the stage.

“Him, him, him and him. Right, the one who sent an assassin is from the Lu family.”

The senior members of Jiang Bei, whom Chen Yaoyao pointed at, were all terrified. She even pointed at Old Lord Lu, Lu Yang’s great grandpa.

“Perfected Cultivator Chen, please forgive me.”

“Perfected Cultivator Chen, please show mercy.”

“Chen Beixuan, you can’t kill me...”

Those famous cultivators cried and begged, but Chen Fan ignored them. He flicked his sleeve and turned them all into blood mist. Finally, he looked at Old Lord Lu.

“Him?”

“Hm, I’m sure. He sent someone to kill Auntie Xiu. That assassin couldn’t hurt Auntie Xiu, but he killed my brother. The Lu family is behind all this.” Chen Yaoyao nodded as her eyes turned red.

“Perfected Cultivator Chen, there must be a misunderstanding.”

Old Lord Lu also showed a hint of fear, but he could still keep calm and talk to Chen Fan peacefully.

“No matter what the Lu family did or whether the Lu family did it, I promise it won’t happen again. I’ll give this little girl and the North Qiong Sect fifty billion yuan and a superior-grade Spirit Herb. I’ll also serve the North Qiong Sect for fifty years!” Old Lord Lu said sincerely.

He was a Connate Earth Level Deity, but he gave in, shocking everyone. The eyes of Jiang Feifei and Xiao Xuan popped out. That was a Connate Overlord, someone who was superior in the entire Jiang Nan Province. And yet, he yielded to a kid like Chen Fan. That was insane.

Lu Yang even clenched his fists and yelled, “Great grandpa!”

Lord Xin of the Sun Palace even said with a grunt, “Sir, don’t go too far. Even though Old Lord Lu isn’t from the Sun Palace, he’s a good friend of mine.”

However, Chen Fan didn’t care about him at all. He only looked up and said indifferently, “Did the Lu family do that?”

Old Lord Lu pushed his Dharma Power to the highest level and his sleeves puffed up. Some powerful energy fell on the venue and many secret treasures flew out. He even tried to explain.

But Chen Fan patted the Blade Strengthening Gourd gently.

“Swish!”

A golden light ray shot out from the gourd and tore Old Lord Lu to pieces. Even his secret treasures and Divine Soul were almost swallowed, and they turned into beams of light, flashing back into the Blade Strengthening Gourd.

At that moment.

Only the Connate Cultivators saw a golden eagle, that was an inch large but fast, in the golden light. It was the “giant eagle with golden wings” Chen Fan had tamed on Yingzhou Island. It was at the Golden Core Level, so it only took a heartbeat to kill Connate Cultivators.

“A Connate Cultivator was killed?”

Nobody could believe it.

Even the audience on the Internet and those who knew Chen Fan’s identity were dumbfounded. After all, Chen Fan had disappeared for too long and the Connate Overlords had been on the top of the world for a long time. None of them died even when they fought with the monsters in the ocean. They were powerful cultivators on an equal footing with the President of a country. There were only a few of them in a province. And that was Old Lord Lu of the Lu family!

But Chen Fan had killed him, just like that?

He didn’t even have the chance to fight back?

Lu Yang froze there like a statue and he stared at the stage. He couldn’t and wasn’t willing to believe that Old Lord Lu, the backbone of the family, would die so easily in Chen Fan’s hands.

“You!”

Lord Xin couldn’t believe Chen Fan would ignore him. The young cultivators from the Sun Palace and the Taichu Temple next to him were also frightened. They shouted.

“You’re digging your own grave!”

“How dare you!”

“How dare you provoke the Sun Palace! You’re dead!”

Lord Xin was even covered in glitters and some terrifying energy surged out of his hands.

But Chen Fan only said calmly, “Get out of here!”

An area within a hundred miles radius which covered Qin Yang County shook slightly and people in the venue also fell. Those talented young cultivators were even crushed to dust by Chen Fan and Lord Xin was knocked out of the venue, forming a giant hole on the wall surrounding it. He flew dozens of miles away before falling on the ground. Even if he survived, his organs had been destroyed.

In the end—

Jiang Feifei had a complex look. Chu Yun, Xiao Xuan and Lu Yang were astonished. The Immortal State Warriors and Connate Cultivators of Jiang Bei stood upright respectfully. The other guests at the venue were confused. The audience watching the live-broadcast around the country were stunned. Jiang Hua, the commentator of Mango Live, was speechless...

Chen Fan held Chen Yaoyao’s hand and sat in the middle of the stage in front of countless people.

That young man glanced around and announced to the world.

“I, Chen Beixuan, have returned!”