Chapter 76: The Storm from Primordial Unity 

The two stared at each other in horror, feeling their mouths go dry as if their throats were parched. They swallowed hard, and the weight of two heavy words pressed against their hearts—“Primordial Unity!”  

Even Tian Fan widened his eyes in shock, staring blankly at the incomparably beautiful face of Zi Ying. He had never imagined that Zi Ying possessed such formidable cultivation.  

“Little Tian Tian, Tian Tian, Tian Fan, you lecher!”  

Zi Ying gently waved her right hand at Tian Fan, but after a long moment without any response, she shouted in displeasure.  

“Uh…” Tian Fan snapped back to his senses, awkwardly scratching the back of his head. “Zi Ying, you—you’ve reached the Primordial Unity Realm, haven’t you?”  

“Correct! Hehe, but there’s no prize for guessing right!”  

Zi Ying smiled sweetly, her stunning beauty leaving Tian Fan momentarily dazed.  

Lu Hun of the Sword Immortal Sect and the young man from the Huangpu family were utterly shocked, their faces turning pale. Given their experience, they could clearly see that Zi Ying was at most nineteen years old. They could never have imagined that such a young Primordial Unity expert existed in the world. If this news spread, it would undoubtedly drive all cultivators in the Divine Martial Continent insane.  

A nineteen-year-old Primordial Unity expert—it could no longer be described as mere genius. Perhaps only one term could capture her essence: a daughter favored by the heavens!  

At this moment, neither moving forward nor retreating seemed viable for the two men. Their faces turned a shade darker than liver, and they froze in place, motionless.  

“Huh? Why haven’t you left yet? What are you planning to do?”  

Zi Ying turned her head and noticed the two of them staring at her in shock, instantly revealing a look of dissatisfaction.  

The two: “…”  

The young man from the Huangpu family felt deeply unwilling. He had been only a step away—just a little more time, and Tian Fan would have died by his hands, bringing him immense benefits. But now, he dared not take even a single step forward. With a Primordial Unity Realm expert protecting someone, unless an Immortal Ascension expert acted, no one could pose a threat.  

Lu Hun felt the same. To ensure success, he had enlisted the help of Huangpu Han, whom he had befriended during his travels. The plan should have been foolproof, but such an unexpected turn of events occurred. How could he possibly be content?  

“Since you wish to protect this devil, young lady, we have nothing more to say. Once my cultivation is complete, I will personally visit the Shangguan family. Farewell!”  

Huangpu Han’s expression was grim as he shot a venomous glare at Tian Fan. Then, he and Lu Hun ascended into the sky and flew into the distance.  

Tian Fan swore that he really wanted to stomp a few footprints onto Huangpu Han’s face and wished Zi Ying would deal with the two of them. But in the end, he chose not to speak up. He didn’t want to tarnish Zi Ying’s pure and kind heart because of him.  

That day, the Northern Territory experienced yet another upheaval, again centered around Tian Fan. The boy who had been active for less than three months was nearly driving all the cultivators of the Northern Territory numb.  

The Sword Immortal Sect had sent ten experts, all in the Cloud Heaven Realm, some even strong enough to make peak Cloud Heaven cultivators retreat. Such a force was terrifying, enough to sweep through all the young elites of the Soaring Dragon Dynasty.  

Yet, these ten formidable figures had been reduced to just one survivor within three days. And this was all the doing of a single young man who had only recently entered the early Cloud Heaven stage. How could this not shock the world?  

The Sword Immortal Sect had lost face entirely. Sending ten experts to kill one person only to lose nine was akin to willingly offering their faces to be slapped—slapped hard and loudly. It was utterly humiliating.  

“Against the Sword Immortal Sect, he killed nine people!!”  

Many cultivators were stunned. One person killing nine from the Sword Immortal Sect and escaping unscathed from their strongest—what kind of concept was that!?  

This also reignited discussions about the scene of Tian Fan pursuing Wu Biheng across the Northern Plains. Someone had even managed to record the scene using an unknown method. Now, a piece of jade was displayed in the heart of the Northern Territory, projecting vivid imagery with even the aura preserved.  

In the vast grasslands, a white-robed youth stood beneath a golden, ancient divine script. The aura it exuded was ancient and majestic, as if it had traversed millennia. It inspired both reverence and sorrow.  

“Hehe, interesting. The Son of God truly carries an aura not of this era…”  

Amid the crowd, a figure cloaked entirely in black uttered in a raspy voice, making it impossible to discern whether it was male or female.  

“That scoundrel was nearly killed, but a mysterious girl in purple saved him with ‘Sword Twenty-Three.’ He’s just a coward who hides behind women. If he dares show himself, I’ll crush him with one hand!”  

At that moment, a cold, arrogant voice rang out from the center of the Northern Territory.  

A direct descendant of the Huangpu family stepped forward to defend Lu Hun, emphasizing that the mysterious girl possessed Primordial Unity Realm cultivation.  

The voice sent chills through the Northern Territory. As one of the four great ancient martial families of the Divine Martial Continent, the Huangpu family was an absolute giant. Yet, they were now embroiled in actions against the Son of God. Had the Son of God offended even them?  

What was even more terrifying was the reappearance of “Sword Twenty-Three,” a legendary supreme technique capable of destroying the heavens and the earth. On the Soaring Dragon Dynasty’s continent, not knowing about “Sword Twenty-Three” was akin to being an illiterate.  

The final revelation was the most shocking: a nineteen-year-old Primordial Unity Realm expert. It was a groundbreaking event, like a magnitude twelve earthquake, spreading across every corner of the Northern Territory.  

“Did you hear? A nineteen-year-old Primordial Unity expert!” 

On the bustling street, cultivators whispered to one another, their expressions filled with awe.  

“How could there not be? And it’s said she’s a woman even more beautiful than a celestial fairy. If I could see her once, it’d be worth dying for!”  

A love-struck young man gazed longingly at the sky, his eyes sparkling with admiration.  

“Yes, and it’s said she used the legendary ‘Sword Twenty-Three’ technique!”  

“Sword Twenty-Three?! Then she must be from the Shangguan family!”  

At this moment, Tian Fan, the Son of God, was no longer the center of attention. All eyes had shifted to a mysterious young girl in purple. Some claimed she was a fairy descended to the mortal realm, others said she was the reincarnation of a legendary spirit, and a few even boldly declared her to be a divine maiden among mortals. Countless titles surrounded her, adding to her mystique.  

Everyone yearned to catch even a distant glimpse of this enigmatic girl in purple.  

“There’s no mistake. It’s the young lady…”  

On the street, a young man dressed in black spoke softly. A group of men followed behind him, each radiating a sharp aura that made it clear they were formidable experts.  

“Those two b*stards!”  

In a guest room of a nearby inn, a girl named Zi Ying angrily waved her delicate fists, causing Tian Fan to break out in a cold sweat. He was terrified that her jade-like hands might accidentally land on his fragile body. He had personally witnessed this young girl’s terrifying power—she had easily sent a Cloud Heaven peak-stage expert flying and vomiting blood with a single motion.  

“This is all your fault!”  

Zi Ying suddenly turned around, placing her slender hands on her waist as she glared fiercely at Tian Fan.  

“Uh…” Tian Fan felt utterly wronged. It wasn’t as though he had spread the word. Seeing Zi Ying’s anxious expression, he couldn’t help but ask curiously, “Zi Ying, why are you so nervous? Isn’t it just people talking about you? What’s the big deal?”  

“Wuwu… I sneaked out this time. Those old fossils in my family must have sent people to capture me already. Wuwu… I’m not ready to go back yet. I haven’t had enough fun!” Zi Ying’s face was filled with grievance as she spoke pitifully.  

She had managed to avoid those sent to “capture” her, but now that word of her presence had spread, anyone with half a brain would figure out she was the one accompanying Tian Fan. It was only a matter of time before they came for her.  

“What?! You’re really from the Shangguan family?!”  

Tian Fan stared at Zi Ying in shock.  

“Roar… roar…”  

Hearing Tian Fan’s words, the little tiger at his feet couldn’t hold back. It rolled on the ground, pointing a trembling paw at Tian Fan as it let out strange tiger growls. It was laughing—yes, undeniably laughing.  

Three black lines appeared on Tian Fan’s forehead. “D*mn it, you shameless tiger!”  

Zi Ying turned her head, giving Tian Fan a sidelong glance. Her expression made him feel embarrassed. He stammered, “What’s wrong?”  

“Tian Fan, you’re the prince of the Soaring Dragon Dynasty. Don’t you know that the family’s highest martial arts techniques are never taught to outsiders? Even some direct descendants aren’t qualified to learn them unless they have sufficient talent. When have you ever seen someone outside the Soaring Dragon Dynasty practicing the Divine Dragon Scripture?”  

Zi Ying’s words made Tian Fan’s face flush with embarrassment. Of course, he knew this, but he was simply surprised by her identity.  

“No way, I have to leave now. Otherwise, they’ll catch me and drag me back!”  

Suddenly, Zi Ying spoke up. Sensing the unique aura of the Shangguan family nearby, she quickly grabbed the shameless tiger from the ground. Turning to Tian Fan with a mischievous smile, she said, “Tian Fan, if anyone asks whether you’ve seen Shangguan Zi Ying, make sure to say no, okay?”  

“Huh?” Tian Fan was puzzled. Why was Zi Ying suddenly saying this? Even if people knew he had been rescued by a mysterious girl in purple, no one knew her name.  

Suddenly, as if realizing something, his expression changed. He wanted to stop Zi Ying, but her figure had already disappeared from the room. Even with his unparalleled Divine Cloud Steps, renowned for their speed, he couldn’t catch up to her.  

“That little trickster, I…*****…”  

Tian Fan’s forehead was covered in black lines.  

As soon as he stepped back into the guest room, a group of people barged in. Leading them was a handsome man dressed in black, followed by a group of black-clad warriors, each exuding a sharp and vigorous aura. 

One of them was staring angrily at Tian Fan… 


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