Gou in the world of comprehension

Chapter 1389 Money Moves the Heart
Several days later, several streaks of light flashed across the starry sky of Qinghuantian, and more than ten representatives from different forces left this once turbulent star field one after another.

Before leaving, they each issued secret orders to their subordinates to terminate the investigation.

This also means that the secret investigation that spanned several dimensions and lasted for nearly a year has come to a complete end.

A month later, the cultivator at the Refinement Realm of "Nanyun Immortal Palace" who had asserted that Su Fan was the real culprit suddenly suffered a qi deviation during his secluded cultivation and ultimately perished.

When the news reached the "Nanyun Immortal Palace," it immediately caused a huge uproar.

No one could believe that a cultivator who had already broken through the barrier of the Void Refinement Realm would perish due to such a basic mistake.

In fact, this was a joint decision made by representatives of several major forces after closed-door consultations.

Everyone was surprisingly in agreement: they absolutely could not allow the analysis results of that Void Refinement Realm cultivator to be leaked in the slightest.

To completely silence him, they even went so far as to have his fellow disciple, the God of Helun, take action and end his life under the pretext of demonic possession.

After all, this matter concerns the very foundation of the entire interest group, and that little devil is not someone to be trifled with easily.

The current predicament of the Celestial Race serves as a bloody warning from the past.

This also indirectly confirms that Su Fan's actions of spreading the images of the massacre at "Shenxiaotian" have yielded significant results.

Although his reputation has been completely tarnished as synonymous with evil and heretical practices, it has also created a powerful deterrent effect.

Anyone with a modicum of sense wouldn't easily provoke this mentally ill person.

Of course, Su Fan knew nothing about this.

Even if he knew the whole story, he probably wouldn't have cared about it.
At worst, it'll just cause another bloodbath.

Su Fan had never been afraid of the entire Celestial Human Race, so why would he be afraid of a group of smugglers?

During this time, Su Fan has been lingering in Shenshui Immortal City.

Most of the time, he devoted himself to cultivation in his personal secret realm. Occasionally, he would stroll through the city, listen to the cultivators chatting in teahouses and taverns, and gather information from all sides.

At the same time, Chief Steward Yusheng has mobilized the intelligence network of "Blood Robe Tower," spreading it like a spider web in all directions, trying his best to find out any movement related to his master.

Su Fan was well aware that while the massacre of "Shenxiaotian" had enhanced his reputation, it had also brought two major drawbacks.

First, his reputation was completely ruined, and he became a heretical practitioner that everyone condemned.

Secondly, it put the Celestial Race of "Shenxiao Heaven" and even the entire Taihao Immortal Realm in the spotlight.

Su Fan's massacre of "Shenxiaotian" has already humiliated them.

Having suffered such a humiliating defeat, the Celestial Race of the Taihao Immortal Realm will never let this go, no matter the cost, as it concerns the very bottom line of the dignity of the entire race.

The autumn rains that had lasted for several days finally stopped, and the weather finally began to improve.

The city of Shenshui, cleansed by the rain, is even more dazzling under the night sky, with bustling crowds in the streets and alleys, a scene of prosperity and grandeur.

At this moment, Su Fan was sitting in a teahouse on the side of the street, enjoying tea and looking out the window at the bustling crowd below. He was in a very pleasant mood.

He had been sitting there quietly for nearly two hours, but had not heard any valuable information about himself.

He picked up his teacup, drank it all in one gulp, and got up to leave the teahouse.

Just as Su Fan stood up, he heard someone rush into the teahouse and then go into a secluded tea room downstairs.

"Hey guys, we've got a job. The Celestial Race just issued a bounty for someone from a small world, dead or alive, the reward is extremely generous..."

The cultivators in the teahouse immediately perked up, taking off the jade talismans from their waists and activating their spiritual light to check the information.

One of them glanced at the light screen and clicked his tongue, saying, "Old Wang, that guy the Celestial Race is after, we brothers can't handle him..." Another chimed in, "That guy dared to go to 'Divine Firmament Heaven' all by himself and sacrificed no less than ten million Celestial Race members. We'd better not even think about messing with someone as ruthless as him..."

"Anyone who wants to go can go, but I'm not going. I have a family and a business, I don't dare to mess with such a ruthless and vindictive evil scoundrel..."

"Old Wang, are you out of your mind? You dare to mess with such a ruthless person..."

The other people in the teahouse also showed little interest in the matter.

Although they all lived in the underworld, they knew that there were some people they shouldn't mess with.

The monk, known as Old Wang, became anxious when he saw that none of the old fellows at the teahouse showed any interest.

"He's just a heretical cultivator at the Void Refinement Realm from a small world. Why are you all so afraid? If we kill this kid, we brothers can live a carefree life for hundreds of years..."

This guy clearly didn't know Su Fan's true background and didn't take him seriously at all.

Upon hearing this guy's words, one of his companions scoffed.

"The rewards are very generous, but you have to be alive to enjoy them. Didn't you see the footage of that kid massacring the 'Divine Firmament Heaven'?"

"Old Wang, you should go watch that video. It's being played on repeat every day in the plaza of the Divine Water Immortal Sect's External Affairs Hall. You should go take a look..."

Listening to their conversation, Su Fan frowned slightly.

As he expected, the Celestial Race made their move.

He never expected that the Celestial Race of the Great World would be so cowardly.

The Celestial Race of the Middle World dared to send elites to hunt him down for many years, but the Celestial Race of the Taihao Immortal Realm only dared to issue a bounty, it seems that they intend to give up on taking action themselves.

Just as Su Fan was lost in thought, the communication array plate at his waist began to vibrate slightly.

He took the communication array from his waist and found that it was a message from Chief Manager Yuzuru.

"Master, we just received news that the Celestial Race has issued a bounty for you through various channels, and is searching for you throughout the entire Taihao Immortal Realm..."

"Well...I know..."

Su Fan replied with a message and then put away the communication array plate.

He is now very grateful that he was able to spread the footage of him learning "Shenxiaotian" before the Celestial Race issued the bounty.

If it weren't for the continued spread of that video, countless cultivators would probably have flocked there by now.

Even so, he still dared not let his guard down.

That idiot downstairs in the Void Refinement Realm just now thought he was easy prey. If it weren't for his companion's advice, he might have actually been searching for him everywhere.

After all, money is a powerful motivator.

The Celestial Race has always been wealthy, and there will surely be those who risk everything for the bounty.

Especially those assassin organizations that roam the shadows, reclusive evil masters, or top-tier lone experts, they might very well come knocking on your door for this windfall.

No matter the world, there is no shortage of reckless and daring individuals who defy superstition.

Su Fan's lips curled into a cold smile.

That's fine too; it'll just add to his infamous reputation in this world.

(End of this chapter)