Free Web NovelChapter 1774: Chapter 1641: Adjusting Strategy
The night is cool like water.
Ye Fan sits alone at the highest corner of the War City, gazing up at the unfamiliar starry sky, his heart filled with longing and reflection.
After Seng Dao Yan killed the Demon Clan king Ling Yaoyu with decisive superiority, the entire Demon Clan was in an uproar!
This battle affected various tribes of the Demon Clan, making them truly realize that the Human Race is still strong and can coexist with them.
At this time, even the warlike factions of the Demon Clan fell silent. Through this battle, they realized that if a full-scale war broke out, the Demon Clan might not necessarily win easily. Even if they managed to defeat the Human Race in the end, it would be a costly victory.
Although the Human Race’s physique is generally weaker than that of the Demon Clan, not all Demon Clans are made up of combat-strong, powerful races. There are many weak species as well, and these weaker species make up a significant portion of the Demon Clan.
Most importantly, the Human Race is too numerous. Even if there is only one cultivator among every ten thousand people, due to such a massive base of hundreds of billions, there are still many cultivators among humans.
The great war has ended; after negotiations, it was decided that today’s battle would conclude, and a competition among the younger generation would take place three days later.
Everyone knows that the Demon Clan is adjusting its strategy. The competition three days from now is crucial for them.
With the agreement reached, the Demon Clan retreated, and the Human Race returned to the War City, with only a few elders staying behind.
Although both sides have reached an agreement, precautions against any tricks from the Demon Clan in these three days still need to be taken, as past experiences have taught them to be wary.
With a gentle breeze blowing, Ye Fan sits on the city wall of War City, staring dazedly at this unfamiliar starry sky.
Where is Ursa Major?
Orion, where are you?
This is a starry sky completely unfamiliar in his memory.
Although it’s been four years since he came to this world, he still cannot regard this land as his home.
Because in the depths of his memory, engraved on his soul, are four of the most important people.
Ye Wenhao, whose fatherly love is as steadfast as a mountain; his mentor Chu Xuanji, his never-met mother Ling Yun, and Su Liuli, who was willing to die for him!
He raised his hand and took a big gulp of strong wine, tossed the jade bottle far away, and slowly closed his eyes.
Initially, he came to this world without hesitation, primarily to ensure Earth’s peace and stability, and secondly, to search for his mother’s whereabouts.
Over the past four years, he has not forgotten his mission for a moment. However, with the vastness and boundlessness of the Five Domains and its large population, finding a specific person in this vast sea of people, especially someone whose appearance he has never seen, is like searching for a needle in a haystack.
Downing another bottle of strong wine, Ye Fan hugs his knees as he sits on the roof, gazing into the endless starry sky, imagining what it would be like to one day embark on the starry road.
In his fixed understanding, the vast starry sky is devoid of air, an expanse of vacuum filled with various unknown dangers, where ordinary people simply cannot survive in such an environment.
As he indulged in his thoughts, he suddenly sensed a familiar aura approaching rapidly, causing a pang in his heart.
Without looking back, he already knew that the person coming was Tong Qianchen, who had become an orphan.
"Brother Ye Fan, what are you thinking about?"
Tong Qianchen flew to the rooftop, sat not far from Ye Fan, and said with a forlorn look.
"Nothing much, just that I’ve been through so much lately and haven’t had time to think properly. And you, why aren’t you cultivating properly and running here instead?" Ye Fan responded.
"I wanted to tell you, Brother Ye Fan, I know that with my current strength, it’s impossible to avenge my father and the others. So, I want to return to the mountain gate, seclude myself, and try hard to improve my strength." Tong Qianchen said.
"It’s good for you to cultivate in seclusion; the current situation is extremely chaotic and unpredictable. Without strong power, one cannot ensure their own safety."
Ye Fan said, "But have you decided where to seclude yourself? Why don’t you go to the headquarters of the Treasure Pavilion for seclusion? I can talk to Sister Yaling, it should be fine."
Ye Fan knew that Tong Qianchen was determined to avenge the sect. As a girl, with the sect now in ruins, where could she possibly go for seclusion?
But Tong Qianchen shook her head in refusal, "Brother Ye Fan, you don’t have to worry about me. In our Xuanwu Sect, there is a very secret place. At the bottom of the Cold Pond, there is a Dong Mansion where I can go into seclusion. If you have time, you can come to see me."
Looking at Tong Qianchen’s determined eyes, Ye Fan knew there was no point in persuading further. He nodded and said, "Don’t worry, I’ll definitely visit you when I have the time. Take care of yourself."
With that, Ye Fan extended his hand and took out a Qingyu Small Furnace from the void, only the size of a fist but very ancient-looking.
This was one of his spoils, storing all his Spirit Stones and Dragon Essence. As for the spiritual medicines, unless they were necessary for the sacrificial refinement of the Soul Gathering Pill, he also placed them in this small furnace.
"Take this; inside are some Spirit Stones and spiritual medicine treasures for you to use when you breakthrough!"
Ye Fan handed the small furnace to Tong Qianchen, firmly refusing any rejection.
"This... alright!"
Tong Qianchen knew Ye Fan’s temperament; once he made a decision, no one could change it. She put it away, and her icy heart warmed for a moment.
"I’ll be leaving early tomorrow morning, and I won’t be watching the martial arts tournament in three days. You need to do your best to avenge our Xuanwu Sect!"
Speaking of avenging the Xuanwu Sect, the heart of Tong Qianchen, who had long since lost hope, surged intensely.
She really wanted to stay and see Ye Fan defeat the young generation of the Demon Clan, bringing glory to the Human Race and avenging the fallen fellow disciples of the Xuanwu Sect.
However, she also knew it was meaningless!
Because she firmly believed that Ye Fan would surely succeed. Whether she watched or not made no difference. What mattered most to her now was desperately improving her strength. Only by becoming powerful could she personally avenge her father, the elders, and her fellow disciples.
Time was truly crucial for her. She did not possess Ye Fan’s talent or fortune, but she believed that hard work could make up for any shortcomings!
"I will!"
Ye Fan nodded heavily. Although he did not feel a sense of belonging to this world, he harbored a strong affection for the Xuanwu Sect.
This was the only sect he had joined in this world, and the only place he felt attached to. The destruction of the Xuanwu Sect filled him with anger and sorrow.
The night passed in silence. The next morning, Tong Qianchen left War City quietly without alerting anyone, rejecting Ye Fan’s offer to see her off, and flew alone towards Xuanwu Mountain.
Shortly after Tong Qianchen’s departure, Han Sandong came to Ye Fan’s room to inform him about a small gathering to discuss the issues concerning the upcoming duel.
Ye Fan naturally did not refuse and followed him to a quaint little tavern in the city.
Just arriving at the entrance, Ye Fan heard the bickering voices of Great Demon and Yu Chanzi inside and couldn’t help but smile.
Great Demon and Yu Chanzi came from the Western Region. Although divided into the Buddha and Demon Sects, they were actually inseparable twins, differing only in the cultivation techniques they practiced.
However, whether because of differing philosophies in cultivation or some inherent rivalry, whenever they met, they wouldn’t feel comfortable unless they bickered a bit.
Entering the tavern, Ye Fan found that of the ten young representatives of the Human Race against the Demon Clan, six were already present, making it a total of eight with him and Han Sandong.
Everyone was present except for Gu Xiao and Ancient Immortal.
After the events in the Emperor’s Secret Realm, Gu Xiao and Ancient Immortal were thoroughly isolated. If it were not for the predetermined spots by the elders and the fear of losing the duel, everyone really wouldn’t want to associate with such people.
"Everyone’s here, let’s serve the dishes!"
With Yue Haoyu’s call, a series of simple and affordable dishes were served.
Xuan Pig Elbows, Braised Crocodile Meat... all were Xuan Beast Meat, glistening with oil and emitting a tempting aroma.
"How should we enter the duel the day after tomorrow? If anyone has any ideas, feel free to speak up. We’ll discuss it together!" Yue Haoyu said, slapping open the mud seal on a wine jar and pouring wine for everyone.
"The specific rules of the duel are still unknown outside, and we cannot make targeted arrangements. We’ll have to decide once the duel starts." Han Sandong said, taking a sip of wine and wiping the wine stain from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve.
"That’s true, but we should be prepared, right? I think the Demon Clan will definitely send a strong contender for the first round with the intention to defeat us and boost their morale. How should we arrange our strategy?" Li Yu’er said after careful consideration.
"Then we should send someone even stronger; the first round must not be lost to the Demon Clan." The Great Demon waved his hand and said fiercely.
"How do we arrange those two? When should we send them out?"
Wen TaDou, the Emperor Wen’s successor, scanned the crowd and spoke leisurely.
The crowd fell silent. Although he didn’t specify who, everyone understood he was referring to Gu Xiao and Ancient Immortal.
"Let them go first, and if they lose, those old guys will not easily forgive them." Buddha Yu Chanzi said, picking up a piece of braised crocodile meat and stuffing it into his mouth, speaking while eating.
"You meat-eating monk, you’re pretty ruthless! I’m starting to have less of a distaste for you!"
The Great Demon was stunned, exclaiming with admiration.
"The Demon Clan specifically arranged the young generation’s duel for three days later; I think there’s something fishy about it."
Ye Fan voiced his opinion, then squinted his eyes, filled with killing intent, "But at this point, thinking more is useless – when soldiers come, we face them head-on, when water flows, we stem it – as long as I’m in, any demon genius that comes will be slain!!"
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