Inside a room of the Beiqiong Sect.
Advancing further in the One-Yuan Realm is exceedingly difficult; without immortal medicine or rare treasures, breaking through is ultimately challenging, while the Two-Yuan Power can contend with Peak Deity Transformation. As for the legendary Nine-Yuan Power, it is unknown whether it even exists, for it remains a mere myth even in the Immortal World.
However, the priority right now is to rescue Ye Qingcang and the others so that I can proceed to the Central Sacred World. The Chu Family is several thousand light-years away from here, but what is such a distance to me? Chen Beixuan resumed his Immortal Venerable appearance, and with a single flash, he instantly broke the sound barrier at fifty times the speed of sound.
What does fifty times the speed of sound mean? It is like an ordinary person throwing a palm strike toward you at a speed of one meter per hour—you feel nothing, and might not even perceive that it is moving. But what if it were thousands of kilometers per hour? It would be enough to pierce straight through Earth.
"I didn't expect that we would arrive at the Chu Family so soon after parting at the train," Chen Fan had already arrived inside the Chu Family estate. His divine sense, comparable to that of a Deity Transformation expert, swept across the entire Chu Family from top to bottom, yet he found no trace of Ye Qingcang and the others.
Inside a room within the Chu Family, a person suddenly opened their eyes and muttered, "Such a massive divine sense, who is it? Lin Yang?"
By this time, Chen Fan had thoroughly scanned the entire Chu Family; her divine sense was now vast enough to cover an entire planet.
"How can they not be here? It seems I have no choice but to force my way into the Chu Family and demand an explanation," said Chen Beixuan, before flashing into a streak of cyan light and vanishing instantly.
Outside the Chu Family gates.
"If only I could enter the Chu Family and become a guard."
"You? You want to be a guard?" Ha-ha!
"I heard that a few days ago, the eldest young miss of the Chu Family was ambushed by the Dark Hall, and a young man saved her. That young man didn't want any reward and left without even becoming a third-class guard of the Chu Family."
"What? The eldest young miss of the Chu Family? Chu Xuanji? She was actually assassinated? Thank goodness she's all right, but who was the other young man? Why doesn't such good fortune ever happen to me? That's a third-class guard position of the Chu Family!"
"You? If you had been on that train, you probably would have been scared out of your wits, ha-ha."
"What is that brat doing standing at the Chu Family's entrance? Sigh, I suppose he's just another person coming to see the eldest young miss."
"How easy do you think it is to see the eldest young miss? Kid, are you also an admirer of the eldest young miss, hoping to go pay your respects to her?" a passerby said.
An admirer of the eldest young miss? Although he, Chen Beixuan, had to admit that Chu Xuanji was not bad-looking, she was still far from catching his eye.
"I am here to demand people from the Chu Family," Chen Fan's eyes remained completely calm.
However, her words caused an immediate uproar among the onlookers.
"Did I hear wrong? Ha-ha, just a mere Golden Core stage cultivator coming to demand people? He must be a fool," the person beside him shook their head.
"Fools are born every year, but this year there are especially many," someone remarked.
What was the Chu Family? It was the top-tier family in the Tiannan Star Province.
Chen Fan paid no heed to the chatter of these ants. She arrived before the Chu Family gates and shouted, "Head of the Chu Family, get out here! If you do not give me a reasonable explanation, do not blame me for wiping out your Chu Family!" Chen Fan had already ascended into the sky above the Chu Family, her eyes devoid of sorrow or joy. It was as if the Chu Family meant nothing to her; she cared only for the life and death of Ye Qingcang and the others.
Countless people raised their heads to look at Chen Fan, their faces filled with shock. That was the Chu Family—the Chu Family of the Tiannan Star Province!
"Chen Fan, have you lost your mind? This is not the Lesser Southern Heaven Realm, this is the Tiannan Star Province! Right now, you are facing the entire Chu Family," Chu Xuanji snapped at Chen Fan.
As soon as her voice fell, the elders of the Chu Family were alarmed and rushed out, stirred by the commotion.
"Who dares to come to my Chu Family to act presumptuously?" The Chu Family elders emerged and swept their gazes toward Chen Fan.
"Chen Fan, oh Chen Fan, although you could kill a few Golden Core members of the Dark Hall, my Chu Family has a Nascent Soul expert holding down the fort," Chu Xuanji said indifferently. "However, in consideration of the fact that you saved me, I will intercede for you later."
"Ants."
Chen Fan could not be bothered to waste words with them. With a single sword strike, he cleaved a distant mountain of ore in half, leaving a lingering sword intent that refused to dissipate for a long time. Had it not been for some past grievances between the Chu Family and him in his previous life, this single slash would have already split the Chu Family in two.
Seeing this terrifying might, they knew it was certainly not something a Golden Core stage cultivator could unleash. "Is this the Nascent Soul stage?"
The Great Elder of the Chu Family knitted his brows. "Everyone, attack together!" Dozens of Peak Golden Core experts struck simultaneously, hurling various spell arts and divine techniques like hand grenades.
"Courting death?" Chen Fan swept his hand outward, instantly annihilating all their countless spells and divine abilities.
"How is this possible? With our combined strength, even a Nascent Soul expert could be fought," the First Elder of the Chu Family said in horror.
"Sigh, we have no choice but to ask the Patriarch," he said helplessly.
"Invite the Patriarch to come out of seclusion and suppress this brat!"
"That kid is actually this powerful? Damn, he's too fierce! I was just mocking him earlier—will he slap me to death with one palm?" said one man, his body trembling uncontrollably.
The Patriarch of the Chu Family, Chu Changfeng—a Mid-stage Nascent Soul expert and one of the top twenty, or even top ten, martial experts in the Tiannan Star Province.
A man dressed in ancient robes walked out. He looked toward Chen Fan and instantly saw through Chen Fan's true cultivation level. "So young, yet he has reached Peak Nascent Soul? Could he be a prodigy from some major faction?" Wondering this, he asked probingly, "Which faction do you belong to, and why do you attack my Chu Family?"
"The Beiqiong Sect, Chen Beixuan."
"You imprisoned my friends, so naturally I have come to rescue them. If you do not give me a reasonable explanation today, I will slaughter your entire clan," Chen Fan declared domineeringly.
"The Beiqiong Sect? I've never even heard of it, yet you dare to attack my Chu Family? Do you not know that our Chu Family ancestor is currently breaking through to the Half-Step Great Power realm? You are courting death!" With that, Chu Changfeng flicked his sleeve, sending a gale-force wind sweeping toward Chen Fan. The people below felt as though a hurricane was about to blow them away—this was the might of a Nascent Soul expert, where a mere flick of the hand commanded the immense forces of heaven and earth.
However, the person he faced was Chen Beixuan.
Chen Beixuan remained completely unshaken before this immense force. With a blank expression, he said, "As a mere ant, today I shall let you know that my friends cannot be bullied, and even less so can I, Chen Beixuan. This punch will make you remember terror."
With that, he slowly raised his hand, curled his five fingers into a fist, and punched toward Chu Changfeng. The punch drifted lightly without mobilizing any true mana. Yet, Chu Changfeng felt as though he were facing the Peak Nascent Soul ancestor of the Chu Family; being merely a Mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, how could he possibly withstand this terrifying force? He was blasted straight into the ground in the distance, leaving a deep fist imprint several hundred meters wide, while Chu Changfeng himself was smashed into a pulp of flesh and blood.