Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Cultivator

CHAPTER 180

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

"Grand Master Chen Beixuan, why don't you pick on someone your own size?"

A shadowy grey figure strolled down to the ground from the sky. Every step he took covered at least half a dozen meters. He covered the few hundred-meter long distance in a snap of a finger. When the figure was close, everyone finally saw that he was an old man in a dark green Daoist robe

Despite the white hair that covered his head, his face was glowing with life. His skin was as smooth as a baby's that underscored his otherworldliness: a quality of a Celestial Immortal.

"Sect Master." Members of the Medicine God Valley Sect cried at their Sect Master.

The man was the Sect Master of the Medicine God Valley Sect, the King of Elixirs. He was a Perfected cultivator.

The Medicine God Valley Sect had never seen so many casualties ever since its conception. The True Martial's Dharmic Blade could cut through anything, let it be a Alchemists or a talented Martial artist, all it took for Chen Fan was one sweep of his blade to do away with them.

Zhu Yuntao could only stare. He found it hard to reconcile the godly power of Chen Fan with the image of a rich playboy that traveled with him. Zhu Ruohan hid behind her brother, only poking her head out to watch the development in fear.

"When Qi Zhenyan led a group of people to gang up on me, he thought that I was just a helpless kid, but he didn't care either. Why should I?" Chen Fan said lightly.

"Zhenyan is already dead, why can't you just let it go and call it off?" The King of Elixirs said in a deep voice.

"Sure, I can call it off, but will you? Will your sect members call it off?" Chen Fan cracked a smile sarcastically.

He traced a sign in the air with two fingers and murmured a spell. Suddenly, two loud voices carrying out a conversation came up somewhere in the valley. The voices sounded hollow as if it was a replay of a recording.

"We are wasting our time. We still have so many Dao-Reaching Level cultivators and Internal Force martial artists, we should be able to bring him down!"

"It's impossible to capture Chen Beixuan with an army. The Grandmasters are true dragons, and they have the ability to escape any situation at will. However, if the Sect Master could call upon a couple of Grandmasters and perfected cultivators, and carry out the plan in secrecy, they might trap Chen Beixuan and capture him."

Hearing the two voices, members of the Medicine God Valley Sect's faces darkened. They lowered their heads, fearing to meet Chen Fan's gaze.

These voices were easily recognizable, they belonged to Fifth Elder and the Grand Elder. Somehow, Chen Fan had recorded their conversation while the group of elders were discussing ways to deal with Chen Fan.

The recording justified Chen Fan's severe punishment to the sect. There is no need to show mercy to somehow who wanted to harm a Grandmaster.

"How's the Art of Illusive Sound? I'm open to criticism." Chen Fan cracked a sarcastic smirk.

Ever since he was let into the valley, his Immortal Will had reached straight into the Medicine God Hall.

Thanks to the energy in the golden figurine, he could extend his Immortal Will over a few hundred meters out now. It just so happened that the elders were discussing methods of killing Chen Fan when Chen Fan probed the main hall.

Grand Elder and Fifth Elder's faces flushed red. The other members of the sect also lowered their heads in shame. They were caught red-handed while conspiring a murder. They were at fault from the outset and brought down the wrath of a Grandmaster by themselves.