Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Cultivator

CHAPTER 37

Of the three spells held in the Jade Talisman, the Arcane Bulwark of Thunder was the most powerful. It was able to ward off harm from Yin Soul, Spirit Entity, Malice Qi, and Immortal Will.

As soon as Chen Fan summoned the thunder, the dark spirit in the mist let out a pained shriek before it turned on its heels. However, a cultivator's spell could not be easily outran.

Chen Fan held the lightning bolt and hurled it at the dark mist.

"Boom!"

The lightning bolt snaked through the air and hit its target. The dark mist was defenseless before such power and disappeared into thin air the moment it was dealt a blow. However, the lightning didn't disappear; it passed through the mist and hit the clay urn clutched in Master Wu's arms.

"AHRR!"

Master Wu screamed and collapsed to the ground. The lightning bolt had pulverized the clay urn, turning it into a puff of dust.

The roaring of the thunder swept through the room as windows and the glasses on the table shivered into pieces. It was as if a wild typhoon had just ravaged through.

"The Thunder Art of the Heavenly Master Sect?" Master Wu exclaimed, his hair stood upright due to the static current; soot smeared all over his face and hands.

Fear flickered in Master Wu's eyes as they looked at Chen Fan like rabbits would to a tiger. Seeing another thunderbolt had already formed in Chen Fan's hand, Master Wu ditched any plan of counterattack as he clambered onto his knees and started to kowtow to Chen Fan.

"Master, master! Please, forgive me! I will never do it again. Please!"

Master Wu was terrified by Chen Fan's display of power and fear had rendered him defenseless. The only thing he could think of was to kneel and beg for forgiveness.

Under everyone's fearful eyes, Chen Fan took a step forward and said:

"I have broken your spell; do you have a problem with that?"

"No, no, no! I have no problem!" Master Wu said in a shaky voice.

Chen Fan took another step and announced:

"I have destroyed your Dharma Artifact. Do you have a problem with that?"

"No! No Problem!" Master Wu nodded vigorously.

One more step. Chen Fan towered above Master Wu and shouted down at him: "I have ruined your reputation, spoiled your business and forced you to beg me on your knees. Do you think you deserve that?"

"I do! I deserve everything one hundred percent!" Master Wu's forehead was already bleeding from kowtowing too hard. His voice was desperate and saddening.

"Since you have realized your mistake, I will spare your life for now.

"Now Fuck off! If I ever see you again in the Chu Zhou City, I will pulverize you just like I did to that clay urn!" Chen Fan said as the cracking lightning bolt in his hand finally disappeared. He looked down at Master Wu like looking down at a worthless worm.

"Yes. Yes. Yes."

Master Wu pushed himself to his feet and fumbled through the exit.

Chen Fan linked his hands behind him and looked to Xin Zhong and Boss Gu.

Although Xin Zhong was a business tycoon in the northern bank of the Yangtze River, Chen Fan's seemingly calm gaze unnerved him. He felt icy sweat slide down his back as both legs started to tremble.

Master Wu was not just a nobody, he could kill people from afar, and his skills had earned him a great reputation. However, Chen Fan's power had dominated Master Wu so completely that Master Wu didn't have a chance to fight back. Xin Zhong was just an unenlightened mortal, and he knew he would be easily crushed by an opponent who could summon thunder on a whim.