Easy Way of Cultivation: Power Harvesting

Chapter 555: Chapter 337: Wei Fan Has Arrived

"How is it? Did you gain anything?"

Seeing Wei Fan’s expression, both Feng Hua and Zhi Hua looked bewildered and unsure. Could it be that Wei Fan had obtained the Thunder Mountain Celestial Skill that had been discovered thousands of years ago?

The two looked at Wei Fan’s expression and knew that he must have gained something.

"Are there any other places with patterns?"

Wei Fan glanced around without saying anything. With so many people here, if he admitted to gaining part of it, it would surely cause trouble.

The two shook their heads, indicating there were no more.

The three of them walked away. Although Feng Hua and Zhi Hua were very curious, they knew this was not the place to talk. If others knew Wei Fan had gained something, the consequences would be unimaginable.

It’s crucial to know that people have pondered here for hundreds of years; imagine how obsessed they are with the Thunder Mountain Celestial Skill.

As the three left this cliff, they headed back to the square they came from. Many people kept pouring in even as they walked away.

"The martial arts tournament will be held the day after tomorrow. After it ends, experts may use their powers to create stormy weather."

The three left the square, returned to a nearby town, entered a restaurant, and sat down, planning to stay for a few days to wait for the storm after the martial arts tournament.

"Waiter, bring some snacks and spirit wine!"

After sitting down, Wei Fan called out to the busy waiter.

The martial arts tournament was about to begin, and the restaurant was almost full. It took them quite a while to find a spot here because it was the most upscale restaurant in town, generally unaffordable for common people.

In ordinary restaurants, there’s simply no room to sit now.

"So few people at the tournament this year!" someone lamented in the restaurant. "At this time in previous years, it was already packed."

"Nonsense, the geniuses of the Beiding Continent have mostly gone to the Wilderness. Without those talents, how many are left to watch the martial arts tournament."

"There are still some geniuses, like Wei Fan, who killed the Little Bull King in Linyao City, and that lady. I wonder if they’ll show up."

...

The three exchanged glances; they had come but not in their true forms.

Feng Hua didn’t know if he wanted to go on stage to spar with others.

"Wei Fan probably won’t come, after all, the Zilan Sect is still offering a bounty on him!"

"Wei Fan made great contributions to the Human Race. Who would dare defy the world just for the Zilan Sect’s bounty on him."

"You’re too naive. Even without the bounty, the Zilan Sect might act themselves!"

"Those beasts of the Zilan Sect deserve to die. It’s said that the initial conflict with Wei Fan was because Wei Fan killed a Demon King in Zilan City. They claimed Wei Fan violated Zilan City’s rules; perhaps the Zilan Sect has colluded with the Demon Fiends."

...

After becoming famous for the battle in Linyao City, Wei Fan’s conflict with the Zilan Sect became well-known, and many people despised the Zilan Sect.

However, the Holy Sect is the Holy Sect. Mere disdain has no impact on them. They still offer bounties on Wei Fan and do not publicly explain the real reasons behind the initial conflict with him.

"You guys are free to talk, but calling the Zilan Sect beasts over and over, do you think the Zilan Sect has no one?"

Suddenly, two figures walked in from outside the restaurant.

They were dressed in blue, with a silver orchid embroidered on their chest.

"They are core disciples of the Zilan Sect!" someone whispered.

Recently, many have cursed the Zilan Sect, but few dared to curse at them to their faces.

"Wei Fan killed a Demon King in Zilan City, yet instead of being grateful, you used the excuse of fighting in the city to capture him. Core disciples, the City Lord all took action, and ultimately even your Grand Elder employed a Holy Soldier. Aren’t you beasts?

What heinous crime has Wei Fan committed that makes you act so shamelessly?"

The man who had cursed the Zilan Sect as beasts was obviously very bold. He continued to curse in their faces even after the appearance of the core disciples of the Zilan Sect.

Seeing someone still insulting the Zilan Sect as beasts right in front of them, the murderous intent of the two core disciples was no longer concealed.

"Still dare to insult? You’re courting death!"

One of them shouted harshly, "In the Five Great Domains, it all comes down to who has the bigger fist. If Wei Fan had a bigger fist, the Zilan Sect wouldn’t dare to place a bounty on him."

Reason has never mattered.

The Zilan Sect has the bigger fist, so even if Wei Fan makes great contributions, they can continue their bounty on him. Who would dare act against the Zilan Sect? A few words of condemnation are insignificant; direct insults will just get you killed.

The core disciple of the Zilan Sect spoke as he stepped forward and struck out with a palm. The aura of the Fourth Realm of Martial King emerged, making many people look serious.

Not surprising for a disciple of the Zilan Sect, looking not more than thirty years old but already having the cultivation of the Fourth Realm of Martial King.

"Who do you think you are? Even Wei Fan was forced by our Zilan Sect to hide like a rat, and you dare insult the Zilan Sect, seek justice? Without strength, you’ll die!"

The Zilan Sect disciple’s palm exerted a powerful pressure, binding the man tightly.

Bam!

As the palm landed, the man spat blood, his chest caved in, smashing the table. His companions, who had been talking to him before, all stepped back in fear, not daring to help.

The Holy Sect Zilan Sect, though not the strongest sect on the Beiding Continent, has few rivals stronger than them. Generally, people dare not make enemies with the Zilan Sect.

"The Zilan Sect has committed many injustices. Wei Fan will come to settle the score with you!"

The man’s face was pale. Although severely injured by a palm strike, he still maintained his defiance.

"So young and inexperienced, are you letting your blood run hot, thinking a few words make you a great knight?"

A core disciple of the Zilan Sect stepped forward and looked down, "It’s just Wei Fan. He won’t live long. Just because he slaughtered an Ox Demon, you think he’s Xuanyuan Peak?

Remember in your next life, the Jianghu is a place where strength speaks, not words. Sticking your neck out recklessly will get you killed."

Bang!

He raised the same palm again, intending to strike the man dead, but as he raised his hand, he found he couldn’t bring it down, caught mid-air by an iron-like grip.

"Who are you to meddle in the Zilan Sect’s affairs?"

He turned around to see a young man gripping his arm.

The bone-chilling pain came through, as if the opponent’s strength would crush his arm.

"Let go of Brother Jiang!" shouted another disciple of the Zilan Sect, throwing a punch that was likewise caught by the sudden intruder.

In an instant, the situation changed, and the two Zilan Sect disciples, who intended to kill to make a point, were subdued, showing expressions of pain on their faces.

"A master! To them, these two core disciples of the Zilan Sect were like ants."

The people in the tavern looked astonished.

"More than just a master. With a cultivation at the Fifth Layer of Martial King, I didn’t even see how this person appeared. It seems there are more people dissatisfied with the Zilan Sect."

"The Jianghu is not all like the Zilan Sect. There are real knights too. If I had the strength, I would also teach these two dogs a lesson."

...

Many were invigorated, having thought the young man before them would be beaten to death by the Zilan Sect’s core disciples.

Wei Fan’s expression was calm, "I’m just the mouse you say was scared into hiding by the Zilan Sect..."

As he spoke, his facial muscles squirmed, reverting to his original appearance.

Wei Fan?

"So Wei Fan has already arrived!"

"Now this will be interesting. These two Zilan Sect disciples look down on Wei Fan, unaware they are like ants under his hand."

"The Zilan Sect said Wei Fan was scared into hiding, but they were just flattering themselves. Those who know, know Wei Fan isn’t afraid of the Zilan Sect. After killing Hou Zhijie, he didn’t hide but boldly went to Linyao City."

...

Many immediately recognized Wei Fan, becoming even more energized.

The companion of the man who was beaten came over excitedly, helped him up, and retreated to the side.

"You..." The expressions of these two core disciples of the Zilan Sect changed entirely, for only they knew the terrifying nature of Wei Fan.

It was just one hand gripping each of them, yet they felt as if a mountain was pressing on them, unable to move at all, and even their Primordial Spirit was suppressed, their Will Power unable to manifest.

"I seemingly gave you face by not seeking you out, making you think I’m merely this capable, yes!"

He applied continuous pressure with his hands, and the sound of bones fracturing came from the two Zilan Sect core disciples, with blood seeping from the places they were grabbed.

Now that his cultivation had reached the Sixth Layer of Martial King, these two core disciples at the Fourth Realm of Martial King were merely beings he could crush with a finger.

Their faces turned ashen, entirely unexpecting Wei Fan to be here; the intense pain and Wei Fan’s overwhelming pressure almost made them scream, yet they held back.

"Let go!" Brother Jiang growled, "Our Zilan Sect has masters nearby. If you don’t want to die, release us and flee quickly, perhaps there’s still an opportunity."

He knew well of Wei Fan’s audacity to kill Hou Zhijie in Zilan City; he likely wouldn’t fear the Zilan Sect here either, merely hoping to frighten Wei Fan away to save their lives.

Wei Fan, hearing this, brightened his gaze, "Are there masters? Send a message and have them come!"

From Gu Ziqin’s mouth, he had learned that the Martial Saint of the Zilan Sect had also gone to the Wilderness. Without a Martial Saint presiding, the Zilan Sect had nothing to fear. If there were experts nearby, he might as well lure them in and eliminate them together.

"???"

Brother Jiang was stunned, realizing he had uttered something incredibly foolish, putting sect masters at risk.

But how was this possible? He endured the pain and said, "You think you can use us as hostages to threaten the Zilan Sect? Dream on, the Zilan Sect can’t be threatened."

"Heh..."

Wei Fan’s only response was a smile.

In the next moment, he abruptly reached out and snapped the neck of the other Zilan Sect disciple, his Will Power crashing into the opponent’s head to annihilate his Primordial Spirit.

The lifeless body fell to the ground, eyes wide open, never expecting Wei Fan to kill him so suddenly.

Wei Fan turned around, smirked coldly at Brother Jiang, "You’re so full of yourself. When I say to contact them, you do it. So much nonsense, he was killed because of you!"