Rebirth Of The Urban Immortal Cultivator

The peak of Yun Wu Mountain was surrounded by white fog at the moment. Countless powerful energy currents were gathered there, creating a strong wind with their very presence. Those present who weren’t powerful enough couldn’t even stand up straight.

At this moment—

Tang Yuanqin, Chu Minhui, Chen Jiuyang, Red Sparrow and the Ancestral Master of the Ba Ji Sect were looking at Chen Fan. Many of them knew that Chen Fan’s next words would determine the situation and change the entire planet in the coming few years.

They were kind of looking forward to it.

If Chen Fan could really become a Nascent Soul Cultivator in such a short time, Earth would have a Nascent Soul Overlord and wouldn’t have to be afraid of either the cultivation sacred grounds or the Dark Races. The cultivation world on the planet could also take the opportunity to rest and keep up with those Dark Races with the advantage of having the Spirit Qi restored, so that it would truly become a real cultivation planet.

Even Auntie Tang, Chen Yaoyao and Tang Yifei looked over with anticipation.

Chen Fan remained silent for a while. When everyone thought he wasn’t going to speak, he said, “I’ll be honest with you. It’s easy for me to become a Nascent Soul Cultivator, but I don’t want to do so on this planet.”

“Why?”

Azure Dragon looked at him and stepped forward as he clenched his fists.

“Don’t tell me that you don’t know why.” Chen Fan looked at him. It was normal if other people like Auntie Tang didn’t know the reason, but given his status as the leader of Kunlun who had contact with the alien races and cultivators from the other planets, Azure Dragon should know about the incomplete Laws of Heaven in the “Abandoned Planet Region.”

“Is it because of the ‘incomplete Grand Dao’ and the incomplete Nascent Soul?” Ancestral Dragon frowned. “But even an incomplete Nascent Soul counts as a Nascent Soul. Do the Ancestral Patriarchs of the Dark Races have a complete one? If you become a Nascent Soul Cultivator, you can keep yourself safe and protect the North Qiong Sect, China and Earth at the same time.”

“Perfected Cultivator Chen, can’t you just sacrifice a bit for Earth?” Azure Dragon begged Chen Fan.

This old soldier, who had fought for China and Kunlun his whole life, had never lowered his head like this before. But right then and there, he was begging Chen Fan. He knew that an “incomplete Nascent Soul” was unacceptable for cultivators who pursued longevity like Chen Fan, but this was the only way out for Earth.

Chen Fan remained silent and shook his head.

Although he looked indifferent, he was extremely determined once he made a decision.

Azure Dragon immediately became low-spirited, as if half of his vitality had been taken away. He nodded at Chen Fan with a stiff body, then turned around and left.

“Master, Master.”

Red Sparrow turned around and looked at Chen Fan.

“Perfected Cultivator, I’m not sure what an ‘incomplete Nascent Soul’ is, but please think about it. If you reach the Nascent Soul Level now, it would be a win-win situation. The North Qiong Sect will survive and Earth won’t be destroyed! However, if you don’t, you won’t be able to resist the attack of the Dark Races. There’s only one of you after all. The entire planet will fall into darkness.”

Chen Fan still shook his head.

Even Red Sparrow was enraged and she quickly ran after Azure Dragon. Tang Yuanqin, Chen Jiuyang and the Ancestral Master of the Ba Ji Sect also shook their heads and sighed.

Among everyone else—

Only the Ancestral Master of the Ba Ji Sect knew about the incomplete Laws of Heaven, but they still felt sorry for Chen Fan. That was the Nascent Soul Level! If he could become a Nascent Soul Cultivator, he would rise to the top of the world. He was giving up such an opportunity. They wanted to convince him, but they could only leave after seeing how firm Chen Fan was.

When everyone was gone, A’Xiu also frowned.

“Master, if you can really become a Nascent Soul Cultivator, why don’t you do it now?”

“Kid, you’re too shallow. You have no idea how vast the universe is. The Nascent Soul Level isn’t something special. I expect you to become a Soul Formation or Void Returning Cultivator, or even a Dao Reunion Perfected Immortal!” Chen Fan patted the girl’s hand.

“Earth and the entire Abandoned Planet Region are locked by the True Martial Sky-severing Array. Cultivators who become Nascent Soul Cultivators here are only ‘fake Nascent Soul Cultivators.’ A huge price must be paid to compensate for the incomplete laws in the future and it’s not worth it for just a small increase of Dharma Power.

“Besides…” Chen Fan narrowed his eyes and continued, “Those are just some Dark Races. I won’t be scared even if their Grand Cultivators come, not to mention just a bunch of Golden Core and Nascent Soul Cultivators.”

A’Xiu was quite confident. She heard a hint of arrogance in Chen Fan’s words.

The conversation between Azure Dragon and Chen Fan on Yun Wu Mountain didn’t leak, but a bit of rumors also stunned the entire cultivation world.

Someone commented on the underground forum.

“Chen Beixuan is too arrogant. He said he can become a Nascent Soul Cultivator easily? What does he think the Nascent Soul Level is? According to the books in China, Nascent Soul Cultivators used to be called Heavenly Lords in the ancient times, meaning the Lord of Heaven, and they were beings that used to control the world. Those cultivators are much more powerful than everyone else and he said he can reach that level easily? How arrogant!”

“Right, I don’t know if Chen Beixuan is saying that only to scare the Dark Races or to embolden himself, but this is ridiculous. If he can really become a Nascent Soul Cultivator, why is he still at the Golden Core Level now? Everyone knows the great difference between the Golden Core and the Nascent Soul. Sects could never become top forces on Earth in ancient times without Nascent Soul Cultivators; the alien races in the universe would be also unable to rule a planet if they didn’t have Nascent Soul Ancestral Patriarchs,” Sacred Eye replied.

He was the only Golden Core Overlord on the forum.

Once he spoke, other people immediately said, “Ye Nantian has barely become a mid-stage Golden Core Cultivator and Chen Beixuan said he can reach the Nascent Soul Level easily? That’s ridiculous.”

“That’s right. He’s been gone for a decade and Ye Nantian has already surpassed him.”

“I think Azure Dragon and the others must have been frightened by the Dark Races. If there’s someone on Earth who can reach the Nascent Soul Level, that must be Ye Nantian or Sacred Eye.”

“Chen Beixuan is going down.”

Countless people made comments along those lines on the underground forum.

Even the experienced Immortal State Warriors and Connate Overlords shook their heads.

Some people refuted and said Chen Fan didn’t want to enter the Nascent Soul Level only because the laws on Earth were incomplete, but the others immediately disagreed with them. A lot of Connate Cultivators were desperate to become Golden Core Cultivators as long as they could get through the Tribulation, no matter what grade of Golden Core they could form, let alone the Nascent Soul Level. Even a fake Nascent Soul Cultivator was a Nascent Soul Cultivator, one who could be on top of everyone else, and becoming the best cultivator on the planet!

“Chen Beixuan is at the end of his wits.”

Sacred Eye shook his head.

Chen Fan had no idea about this.

In the past seven days, some of the remaining disciples of the North Qiong Sect arrived in Chu Zhou City from all around the world. Those who were willing to go there were loyal disciples; after all, Chen Fan might not be able to survive after this day. The eight alien races were about to arrive and destroy the world. Still, those disciples chose to be there.

“Two elders at the Connate Level, seven Divine Sea Cultivators, thirty-three Ethereal Enlightenment Cultivators and twenty Foundation Establishment Cultivators.” A’Xiu brought the list of the remaining disciples.

She spoke while tears ran down her face.

How powerful had the North Qiong Sect been in the past?

Chen Huaian was a Golden Core Cultivator.

Hua Yunfeng, Xie Yan, A’Xiu, Yukishiro Sa, Yu Wenjin… All of them were peak-stage Connate Cultivators. There had been dozens of elders at the Connate level and thousands of Divine Sea and Ethereal Enlightenment Cultivators. They even had a hundred thousand Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

But then.

There was so little of them left. The North Qiong Sect might now even be on par with some second-rate families or small sects in the country, in terms of disciple count.

“It’s enough.”

Chen Fan’s eyes seemed to be burning. “Have them enter the inner sect, I’ll teach them myself. From now on, they’ll be the first group of disciples and elders who will revive the North Qiong Sect. I want the universe to know their names in the future.”

“Yes, Master.”

A’Xiu nodded.

The Dark Races, the Taichu Temple, other cultivators, sect, consortiums, families and superpowers… All of them looked at Yun Wu Mountain.

Finally.

The seventh day arrived.

That day, billions of people on Earth were ready to watch that peerless battle on televisions, computers and cell phones. Some people called it the “greatest battle between humans and aliens.” There was still a great controversy surrounding whether Chen Fan could be the strongest or not, but it was seen without a doubt that the eight alien races were powerful forces.

“Ladies and gentlemen, you’re watching Mango Live and I’m your host, Jiang Hua. The ‘battle between Golden Core Cultivators’ is about to begin. Perfected Cultivator Chen of the North Qiong Sect hasn’t left Yun Wu Mountain in days. According to a reliable source, he was sitting on one of the mountain’s cliffs, waiting for the eight alien races to arrive. So, how many Golden Core Cultivators would the alien races have? You can now scan the QR code below to place a bet,” Jiang Hua said at the broadcast center in the Tian Shen Building.

Not only Mango Live.

Other Internet platforms and casinos also had games for people to place bets.

They could bet how many Golden Core Cultivators of the eight alien races would show up, how many cultivators there would be, how long Chen Fan could stay alive and who would win the battle in the end. Most of them thought that the eight alien races would send at least one and at most ten Golden Core Cultivators.

Since Chen Fan was the top cultivator on Earth back then and had defeated the Mayan fleet alone, everyone thought he wouldn’t lose so easily. Besides, he had help from the cultivation world in China. Many people were still betting for Chen Fan to win. After all, he was one of the human race and they all hoped he could defeat the alien races.

Then—

A banging sound was heard and countless people looked up.

A ray of crimson light flashed over the sky. It was obviously a Golden Core Cultivator from the alien races. However, it was only the beginning. After that, one, two, three… ten twenty, thirty beams of light…

In the end, a hundred terrifying cultivators appeared on Yun Wu Mountain, covering the sky.

At that moment, everyone on Earth was dumbfounded!