Chapter 32: External-Attached Lion Seal Divine Techniques

Chapter 32: Chapter 32: External-Attached Lion Seal Divine Techniques

Chen Qi’an was actually dead. Yan Ji flew back to Lü Yingliang’s side, looking at his own hands in disbelief.

’When did I get this strong? I didn’t even use my True Qi, and I killed Chen Qi’an just like that?’

The commoners watched with their own eyes as Chen Qi’an fell into a pool of blood. A wave of shared outrage washed over them, and they roared with one voice, "A life for a life!"

Chu Fan flew closer. Seeing Chen Qi’an lying in a pool of blood, he knelt to check his pulse. When he stood up, his eyes were blood-red as he stared at Yan Ji.

"Yan Ji, you have some nerve! Chen Qi’an was the Golden Champion Scholar, an honor bestowed by His Majesty himself. How dare you murder him? Does your Red Blood Mansion truly disregard the pacts that bind all Cultivation Sects?"

With Chu Fan’s arrival, the scene fell silent.

He walked slowly toward Yan Ji and Lü Yingliang, each step seeming to stomp on the hearts of the crowd.

Someone in the crowd shouted, "Kill him!"

Countless other commoners echoed the call, their voices loud enough to shatter the clouds.

Hearing this, Yan Ji burst out laughing. "I am the Young Sect Leader of the Red Blood Mansion. He was just a Golden Champion Scholar. Even if it were the Crown Prince of your Celestial Qi Kingdom, if I decide to kill him, I’ll kill him. What are you going to do about it?"

"What am I going to do? Listen to the cries of these good people. They want me to kill you," Chu Fan said, grinding his teeth.

"Kill me? Do you dare? I’m the Young Sect Leader of the Red Blood Mansion. If you so much as touch a hair on my head, the Red Blood Mansion will raze the entire Celestial Qi Kingdom and leave no one alive!" Yan Ji said with utter contempt.

He was the only son of Yan Qi, the Sect Leader of the Red Blood Mansion. He had traveled far and wide over the years, and even the Monarchs of small kingdoms in the Eastern Domain treated him with the utmost courtesy.

As a result, he looked down on everyone.

Chu Fan snorted coldly. "As the saying goes, a murderer must pay with his life. I don’t care who you are. The law is the same for princes and commoners alike. Today, in front of all the people of Yunzhou, you killed the Golden Champion Scholar. Everyone here can bear witness. I am an Imperial Guard, wielding a Golden Sword bestowed by the Emperor. I must kill you to uphold the laws of the kingdom!"

As he spoke, Chu Fan produced a drawn Long Sword and walked toward Yan Ji step by step.

Staring into Chu Fan’s murderous eyes, Yan Ji finally realized something was wrong.

"Fan Chu, you really dare?" Yan Ji said.

"I’ll give you a chance to duel me. Draw your sword!"

Yan Ji hesitated, but at that moment, the seven remaining Red Blood Mansion Guards charged forward.

"Young Sect Leader, we’ll hold him off! You go first!"

One of them shouted to Yan Ji as all seven launched their attacks at Chu Fan.

This time, Chu Fan held nothing back. His every strike was a killing blow.

Watching the scene unfold, Yan Ji didn’t even bother saying a word to Lü Yingliang. He turned and fled.

He was truly afraid. He had never imagined this Fan Chu would actually dare to kill him.

The man had even killed Zou Tinggui, and Zou Tinggui hadn’t even lasted three moves against him. Yan Ji knew his own Combat Power was inferior to Zou Tinggui’s, which meant he was definitely no match for Fan Chu.

So how could he not run?

’The face I’ve lost today... once I get back to the Red Blood Mansion, I will have my revenge.’

However, he had severely misjudged Chu Fan’s Combat Power. The seven men did indeed delay Chu Fan for a moment, but it was only for a moment.

In the span of just ten breaths, all seven men were dead, cut down by the First Technique of Chu Fan’s Dream-Breaking Meteor Sword.

"Yet the Nightmare is as Urgent as Starfire." Chu Fan performed the move seven times, each time felling one of the Red Blood Mansion’s Guards. After he was done, he turned to the crowd and said, "I must ask you all to return the Champion Scholar to the Chen Family. I’m going to kill that brat."

Lü Yingliang watched the slaughter, already scared out of his wits.

The moment he heard what Chu Fan said to the people, he snapped to his senses, rushed back to his residence, and ordered the main gates shut.

He stood before the screen wall, trembling from head to toe.

’The Lü Family... is in peril!’

His only hope now was that Yan Ji would escape and return with experts from the Red Blood Mansion to get revenge.

Otherwise, the Lü Family might face total annihilation.

In an instant, Lü Yingliang was drenched in a cold sweat.

Yan Ji fled quickly, using every ounce of his strength to escape.

But he had never imagined that seven Guards at the Heartbeat Realm would only manage to delay Chu Fan for ten breaths.

More than half an hour later, Chu Fan finally caught up to Yan Ji.

"You killed someone. Did you think I’d let you escape so easily?"

"Fan Chu, do you really want to make an enemy of our Red Blood Mansion? Are you going to kill me over a mere ant? If you kill me, the Red Blood Mansion will never let you go!" Even now, Yan Ji was still threatening him.

"I’ve already killed one of your Steward Elders and twelve of your Guards. Aren’t we already enemies to the death with your Red Blood Mansion? Adding you to the list won’t make a difference!"

"No, no, no! If you let me leave, I can let bygones be bygones," Yan Ji said hastily.

"You? I don’t trust you," Chu Fan said coldly.

"I can give you money, high-level Martial Arts Techniques. I can give you anything you want," Yan Ji finally relented.

Chu Fan shook his head. "Hmm, you can give me anything I want? In that case, I want your life. Are you going to give it to me? Or are you going to give it to me?"

"Fan Chu, don’t take it too far! Tearing away all pretense will do neither of us any good!" Yan Ji roared.

"It’s not like you’ll be around to see it."

Yan Ji gritted his teeth, a ruthless look flashing in his eyes. As he drew his sword, he stuffed a small, red, unknown pill into his mouth.

Chu Fan realized what was happening—he must have taken some kind of Elixir to unlock his latent potential—and immediately attacked.

"Yet the Nightmare is as Urgent as Starfire!"

As expected, after consuming the Elixir, Yan Ji’s aura suddenly surged.

He swung his sword in a panic, and amidst the blossoming Starfire, he actually used his Sword Qi to shatter the fiery sparks.

Even Chu Fan was a little stunned.

Yan Ji’s Cultivation was at the Golden Core Realm Early Stage, roughly equivalent to Tier One Peak-Tier Two Early Stage.

After taking that Elixir, his Combat Power was actually a cut above Zou Tinggui’s.

"Broken Dreams, Falling Stars, Scattered Clouds!"

The strike, launched into the air like a falling meteor, still had its Sword Momentum completely blocked by Yan Ji.

Not only that, but Yan Ji, as if in a frenzy, risked injury to unleash a fearsome Sword Technique of his own.

With a tearing sound,

A bloody gash appeared on the arms of both Chu Fan and Yan Ji.

Yan Ji smiled wickedly. "Fan Chu, did you really think you were guaranteed to win?"

As he spoke, his Sword Techniques grew even sharper, his aura continued to climb, and his fighting style completely disregarded his own defense.

It was a style of trading a thousand enemy wounds for eight hundred of his own.

Chu Fan couldn’t help but curse himself internally. ’You and your big mouth! If you’d just gone for the kill the moment you caught up, none of this would be happening! Don’t you know how many people die because they talk too much?’

After all, there was still a gap between their Realms, and on top of that, Yan Ji had taken an Elixir to stimulate his potential.

The two exchanged more than ten moves. The fight grew progressively harder for Chu Fan, and several more wounds appeared on his body. Meanwhile, apart from the single sword mark he had left on Yan Ji at the very beginning, he could no longer even touch the hem of his robes.

He now had only two choices: either stall until the Elixir Yan Ji had taken wore off, or use the External-Attached Divine Technique from the Juntian Mirror.

While defending, he scanned his surroundings. After confirming there was no third person around, he opted for the second choice.

He used the second technique of the Dream-Breaking Meteor Sword to force Yan Ji back, then decisively formed a hand seal and chanted an incantation.

A Lion Shadow burst from his body. It was as massive as a mountain, its gaping, bloody maw wide open.

Yan Ji was stunned by the sight. A moment later, a lion’s roar shook him, leaving his mind in a complete daze.

An immense force sent him flying...