Chapter 25: Inheritance (Catching Bugs)
The Fan family's heritage dates back to ancient times.
The ancestor of the Fan family somehow obtained a part of the origin of the world and allowed it to be passed down in the bloodline of the Fan family.
In fact, this part of the content should be included in the complete inherited memory, but the inheritance does not recognize Fan Guanfu very much, so he cannot see it, and many of his abilities are sealed because of this.
However, for Fan Guanfu, the part he could use was enough for him to wipe out the other Fuyu families and make the Fan family the only one in power, so he never delved into the power passed down from ancient times.
Because just a peek would make him feel as if he was standing in front of a bottomless abyss, and if he took a wrong step, he would be shattered to pieces.
And this inheritance also deeply dislikes or hates demonic energy and demonic cultivators.
Therefore, the moment Fan Guanfu was infected by the demon cultivator, he had already lost the qualification to call upon the origin of gold. The only bit he could use was the one that was naturally thawed when he treated Fan Zhengyu.
Now it has been used up completely and there is no more left.
The situation took a turn for the worse in an instant.
Murong Jing did not miss this opportunity. He formed seals with his hands and the Ten Thousand Souls Banner blew out a gust of cold wind, making people feel cold.
Fan Guanfu was defeated step by step and soon fell beside Jian Anning.
Fan Shiliu also saw the situation on the battlefield and decisively cooperated with Murong Jing to attack, hoping to pursue the victory and kill Fan Guanfu directly, but he was stopped by Fan Qingyue and Jiang Tan and failed.
Murong Jing walked slowly into the shabby room. He knew very well that neither Fan Qingyue nor Jiang Tan could be his match.
The cultivation method of a true demon cultivator is completely different from that of a normal cultivator, so even though Fan Shiliu is only thirteen years old, he can still fight to a draw with two Jindan stage cultivators.
So he couldn't help but feel proud.
"I got the Fan family's inheritance. I also killed the cultivators from the Qingyun Sect, including one in the Nascent Soul stage." Murong Jing couldn't help but curl up his lips just thinking about it. "That person will definitely praise me."
However, Jian Anning, who was at a disadvantage, did not panic. Even though her injuries looked terrible, she maintained a calm expression and said, "Celebrating victory too early is a precursor to failure."
Murong Jing couldn't help laughing. He pointed at Jiang Tan's raised bow and arrow and Fan Qingyue's long sword and said, "This kind of attack is just a tickle to me."
Jian Anning also laughed and said, "Only the power inherited from the Fan family can truly hurt you?"
Murong Jing's face changed, and vigilance appeared in his eyes. He didn't reveal any possibility at all. How did Jian An Ning guess it?
"How do you know?"
Then, he calmed down again and continued with forced composure, "So what if I know? The Fan family's bloodline has been completely contaminated by demonic energy. This inheritance will soon be completely cut off. It can no longer threaten me!"
As Murong Jing spoke, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner glowed brightly, and the ghosts cried out in terror, vowing to capture them all in one fell swoop.
However, at this critical moment, Jian Anning did not panic. She even chuckled and said to Fan Guanfu, who looked even more miserable than herself, "Now that things have come to this, are you still not going to pass on the inheritance to Qingyue?"
Fan Guanfu felt as if his spirit had suffered a heavy blow.
It was just a few words, but it seemed to bring him back to a hundred years ago, when he first received the inheritance and was full of vigor and ambition, vowing to remove all obstacles for the Fan family.
However, the inheritance's recognition of him was too low.
He was unable to use many of the moves and methods that the previous head of the Fan family could use.
So much so that some people in the family said that he came to power illegitimately.
What a joke! How could he have obtained the throne illegitimately? He eliminated all the Fan family members who competed with him for the title of heir, and in the end, he was the only one qualified to inherit the inheritance.
This name is well-deserved!
So when faced with such remarks within the Fan family, Fan Guanfu did not think twice and used the same method as before to eliminate all dissenting voices. His reputation also reached its peak at this time.
So he took advantage of the situation to clean up Buyeo and train his eldest son at the same time.
But his eldest son was really very capable.
He is clearly in his prime, and he is the most accomplished person in the Fan family, the head of the family, and the pillar of the family.
The man who reluctantly recognized his inheritance actually recognized his son even more!
The tycoon is murderous, but his son is the one who can say weak lies like people from other families are also innocent.
How could the Origin Gold recognize his son as superior to him?
Fortunately, he discovered it very early.
So he personally took his eldest son to the battlefield where other families were slaughtered, to scare him and make him leave his hometown.
That way, his eldest son wouldn't be a threat to him.
But fate has taken such a long turn and pushed him into this situation again. If he doesn't pass the inheritance to Fan Qingyue, he might really die here.
He doesn't want to die.
So, Fan Guanfu gritted his teeth and cast a spell, forming seals with his hands and leaving an afterimage.
The golden halo filled everyone's eyes like the sun, but its light was not as hot as the sun. There seemed to be a faint sound of metal hitting each other.
The moment the halo appeared, Fan Qingyue was instinctively drawn towards it, and he slowly approached it.
However, Jian An Ning felt that it was still a bit slow, after all, Murong Jing and Fan Shiliu were watching here.
So, regardless of the pain, she kicked Fan Qingyue into the halo.
The next moment, the halo expanded rapidly, like a silent explosion.
All the surviving houses and courtyards were destroyed, even a corner of Jinxi City was destroyed. With this room as the origin, a huge deep pit with a radius of about ten miles was formed.
Murong Jing and Fan Shiliu were both restrained by the halo, half-kneeling on the ground and spitting out blood.
The halo dissipated, revealing Fan Qingyue. His expression was a little unpredictable, and there seemed to be confusion in his eyes, but he still remembered what he was going to do and went straight to Murong Jing.
Murong Jing secretly said that this was not good.
He knew that he was doomed this time, so he didn't dare to stay and turned around to run away.
And because of Murong Jing's temptation, Fan Shiliu had a little more room to maneuver. She sneaked into the long street of Jinxi City and slipped to the end of the long street.
All the people in a courtyard at the end of the long street were killed.
In the Fan Mansion, which was destroyed and only the ground was left, Fan Guanfu breathed a sigh of relief.
But he couldn't help feeling jealous in his heart. He knew very well Fan Qingyue's current condition. That was an extremely important ability inherited by the Fan family.
The heir can mobilize the inherited memory and lead a wisp of the ancestor's soul to possess himself. Even if the ancestor's power is probably less than one tenth, it is still enough to deal with most situations in the world today.
Fan Guanfu knew that Fan Qingyue would return to normal in a while.
However, things did not develop as Fan Guanfu had expected.
After Murong Jing disappeared, Fan Qingyue returned to a distance with an unfathomable look on his face, as if the spirit of his ancestor had not left him.
Fan Qingyue still maintained an offensive posture.
"Senior Brother?" Jiang Tan called in a low voice, sensing something was wrong.
At this moment, Fan Qingyue was in a very trance state.
He just felt that he was not in Buyeo, but in a very unfamiliar place, and even his body did not seem to be his own.
Dark clouds gathered in the sky, and the atmosphere was depressing and gloomy.
A dense mass of people gathered in an empty area. They wore strange clothes and spoke strange languages, and their expressions were solemn, as if they were about to fight against something invincible.
Fan Qingyue couldn't understand what those people were saying. He could only hear the passionate music that contained spiritual power. The music seemed to add some strength to those who were ready to go.
They seemed well prepared to face a strong enemy.
But who is this powerful enemy? Fan Qingyue had a question in his heart.
The next moment, those people clenched their weapons tightly, and their expressions became more serious, perhaps nervous, or even fearful.
But Fan Qingyue didn't feel any danger.
He had no choice but to look in the direction where those people were looking.
Fan Qingyue only saw a white shadow gradually getting bigger, like a person, walking towards here slowly.
The fear grew stronger as the man approached, and even the inspiring music seemed to be afraid.
But isn't that just one person? Why are so many people so afraid?
Fan Qingyue was puzzled, as if he heard a voice in his heart saying:
"It's different, different."
“He is God’s punishment.”
He was almost infected by the fear, and his hands began to tremble.
In an instant, the blurry white shadow was close enough to them, and Fan Qingyue could see that it was a human figure.
In his hand he held a sickle that was more than a meter tall, and his appearance became clearer as he approached.
The suffocating aura made it impossible for Fan Qingyue to breathe.
However, the person he possessed seemed to have a reckless courage. He took a step forward and wanted to strike first.
But he failed, and he only had time to see the face of that extremely dangerous being.
And that face made Fan Qingyue's heart skip a beat.
The reason was simple: it was a face he was very familiar with.
That was Jane Anning's face.
In a moment, Fan Qingyue confused the soul's memory with reality.
In a deep pit with a radius of ten miles, Jian An Ning looked at his most caring disciple, who was using magic that he didn't know how to use, and wanted to kill her at all costs.
The power of the origin of gold was used to the extreme by Fan Qingyue in this state, and his face showed extreme anger.
Before this, Jian An Ning had never thought that her eldest disciple would have such an expression on his face.
"This is really difficult."
She spoke nonchalantly, as if she wasn't the one being attacked.
"You guys better get out of the way quickly, this guy seems to be coming only for me."
“Master!”
Both Jiang Tan and Lu Fei could feel that Fan Qingyue was harboring terrifying power.
But Jian An Ning didn't say anything. She threw Lu Fei out of the deep pit first, and then said to Jiang Tan, "Can you lend me your bow?"
Even though it has come to this point, Jiang Tan couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.
Her life-saving magic weapon, a treasure passed down from generation to generation in the Jiang family, would not be able to be used even if it was given to Jian An Ning.
But the situation did not give Jiang Tan much time to think. Jian An Ning snatched the bow from Jiang Tan's hand and threw her together with Lu Fei.
She dusted off her robe and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. There was no fear in her eyes.
"Just you, you still want to kill me?"
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