Under One Person: Starting from the Inheritance of Gods

Chapter 387 Gunshots Ring Out in Kyoto, Sleepless Nights

Under Fan Xian's puzzled gaze, Meng Fan suddenly walked towards Fan Ruoruo.

"What do you want to do?"

Meng Fan looked Fan Ruoruo up and down with an appreciative expression, then clicked his tongue and said, "What a pity!"

Fan Xian frowned: "What's a pity?"

Meng Fan smiled gently: "Your sister would look great in a cheongsam, but she's not quite as good in traditional costumes."

Upon hearing this, Fan Xian hurriedly struggled to his feet despite his injuries, shielding Fan Ruoruo in front of him. He looked at Meng Fan as if he were looking at a pig trying to steal his little cabbage.

Meng Fan's lips twitched. I just said it casually, why treat me like this?
"Alright, let's not talk about your sister anymore, let's talk about you first!"

Meng Fan looked at Fan Xian with a meaningful smile, as if he could see right through Fan Xian, and said with certainty, "After this injury, you've turned misfortune into blessing, and you've already broken through to the ninth rank, right?"

"how do you know?"

Fan Xian suddenly felt as if every step he took was being arranged by the other party, as if the other party was pushing him forward.

"If you weren't seriously injured, how could you have the opportunity to break through to the ninth rank?" Meng Fan said, looking as if he had everything under control.

"But I almost died!"

Fan Xian's expression suddenly turned indignant.

Meng Fan shrugged: "But aren't you standing right here perfectly fine? And you're already a ninth-rank expert, so don't act innocent after getting the benefit!"

"I………"

Fan Xian's throat tightened, but he ultimately didn't say anything. Although this method of breakthrough was exciting, he had ultimately gained real benefits.

I'm just a little annoyed.

Are you puzzled by the extra true energy in your body?

Fan Xian nodded.

"That true energy is called the Kingly True Energy. It is a variant of true energy that can only be produced when a person who cultivates the Overlord True Energy breaks through to the Grandmaster level. It has the characteristics of high endurance and is not as difficult to control as the Overlord True Energy."

"Grandmaster?!"

"You're saying the person who saved me is a Grandmaster?!"

Fan Xian was extremely surprised and suddenly thought: "It is said that there are four grandmasters in the world. One is in Northern Qi, one is in Dongyi City, one is Ye Liuyun of the Ye family, and one is hidden in the Qing Kingdom's palace."

"Could it be that the person who saved me is this one from the Qing Kingdom's royal palace?"

"It's him. Do you want to know his real identity?" Meng Fan said in a tempting tone.

"No, please don't let me know things I shouldn't know. I want to live a few more years!" Fan Xian waved his hands repeatedly.

"What if I told you that the person who saved you was your biological father?" Meng Fan dropped another bombshell.

Fan Xian was immediately dumbfounded.

"My...biological father?"

"Yes, that's right, the biological father of your current body."

Fan Xian quickly recovered from his daze, and shook his head with a smile, saying, "Impossible, impossible! My surname is Fan, my name is Fan Xian, and my father is Fan Jian, the Marquis of Sinan!"

“I’ve seen his deep affection for me these past few days; it can’t fool me!”

Meng Fan, however, said calmly, "I love what you love, and I must say, your mother is indeed very charming, making many people fall for her. Do you want to know how you survived when you were born?"

"Wasn't it Uncle Wuzhu who rescued me?" Fan Xian asked back.

"That's right, but in order to buy time for Wu Zhu to take you away, Si Nanbo Fan Jian replaced you with his newborn son, making those who were chasing you think you were dead, which gave you a sliver of hope."

Upon hearing this, Fan Xian's mind went blank.

"My father... replaced me with his own son?"

"That's incredible, isn't it!"

“But Fan Jian did do that, which is why I said your mother’s charm was so great that Fan Jian was willing to sacrifice his own flesh and blood to save your life.”

Fan Xian was already injured, and after suddenly hearing a series of explosive news, his body couldn't hold on any longer, and he collapsed to the ground.

Before Fan Xian could recover, Meng Fan said with a smile, "The Grandmaster who saved you was Emperor Qing!"

Fan Xian raised his head and looked at Meng Fan in disbelief.

"My biological father...is the current Emperor?!"

"His Majesty is a Grandmaster?!"

Meng Fan revealed a mocking smile, but this smile was only directed at Emperor Qing.

"Otherwise, what do you think? Your mother used the modern technology she brought from the temple to clear away the obstacles on Emperor Qing's path to the throne and helped him sit on the throne all the way."

"It's a pity that the imperial family is the most ruthless. Your mother broke too many taboos and challenged the rules of this era."

"Emperor Qing ascended the throne with great caution and fear. He would not allow any threat that could shake his imperial power to exist. Therefore, with Emperor Qing's tacit approval, or even with the backing of Emperor Qing, your mother died!"

"Your prince, hiding your identity, under the protection of Si Nanbo Fan Jian, the director of the Supervisory Council Chen Pingping, and Wu Zhu, transformed yourself into a member of the Fan family and spent your childhood peacefully."

"Of course, perhaps Emperor Qing ultimately showed some consideration for his father-son relationship and did not choose to harm you."

"Or perhaps, after Emperor Qing eliminated the biggest threat, Ye Qingmei, he allowed you, a child who posed no threat, to exist, but still sent many spies to Danzhou to keep a close watch on you."

"Or perhaps, Fan Xian..."

"You are now just a pawn of Emperor Qing. He will never allow you to die before you can play your greatest role."

Fan Xian's head was buzzing, and in his confusion, he blurted out a curse: "What kind of melodramatic political intrigue drama is this?"

"And what is this value you mentioned?"

Meng Fan suddenly laughed and said, "What do you think is the most valuable thing in this world, something that an emperor would covet?"

"Just so you know, you should have seen this before."

Fan Xian hesitated for a moment: "You mean...the temple?"

Meng Fan nodded slightly, then asked, "Do you still have the box your mother left you?"

"Yes, I put it there..."

Before Fan Xian could finish speaking, Meng Fan casually waved his hand and snatched the box from a hidden corner.

Want to know what's inside?

"I want to, but I can't open it!"

As soon as Meng Fan touched the box, the mechanism inside was activated. With the sound of the lock opening, the box was opened.

However, what happened next left Fan Xian stunned. This was not something that should exist in this era, even though Fan Xian already knew that this was the future and was somewhat prepared.

But it wasn't until he witnessed it with his own eyes that he truly believed Meng Fan. As for the box's original voice input, it had long since disappeared thanks to Meng Fan's mental alteration.

"Look, here are the things your mother left you."

What came into Fan Xian's view was a disassembled sniper rifle, along with two letters addressed to Fan Xian and Wu Zhu.

"My mother left me a sniper rifle?!"

Fan Xian's expression was extremely strange, feeling that the appearance of this gun was really out of place and somewhat jarring with the ancient style.

Meng Fan flicked his sleeve, and in an instant, the scattered components were pieced together and assembled. "Back then, your mother relied on it to kill several members of the former royal family of Qing Kingdom, clearing the way for Emperor Qing's ascension to the throne."

"However, there's only the gun barrel here, no bullets."

Fan Xian pulled his eyes off the sniper rifle, because even the best sniper rifle is useless without bullets. Then he eagerly tore open the letter written to himself.

"Dear son, you read that right, this letter is for you. Only you can see this letter, and I know you have many questions about yourself, about me, and about the world. I will give you the answers now."

"Fan Xian, there is no time travel, no parallel universes. This is still Blue Star, still our world."

"The blue planet has been rotating for over four billion years. During this long period, there have been several special eras, during which the world experienced significant cooling, large ice sheets formed in mid-to-high latitude regions, water froze into ice, and atmospheric circulation and ocean currents changed accordingly. In such eras, white dominated everything, which is the Ice Age."

"It's very interesting that it happens every now and then. In our time, there was a lot of speculation about when the next ice age would come and whether it would wipe out humanity."

"Our era has come to an end."

"Fan Xian, we have opened the forbidden door."

"Hopefully, it will revive when the new century arrives. Have you ever watched a science fiction movie?"

"It's like being frozen in a machine. Many years later, the machine is opened, and the person sleeping inside comes out. I am a living example."

"When I woke up, I found that the Ice Age had long passed, the old era had been wiped out, and a new human race had emerged. They had gone through the tribal period, the slave society, and now they were in the feudal dynasty."

"Have you ever wondered why this world still speaks Chinese? And why the various customs from the previous era? It's because I'm not the only one who has awakened from the ice."

"Many pioneers survived and spread civilization to the new humans. They are the seeds left behind by the previous era, and their legends are the secrets of the temple..."

Fan Xian's feelings were complicated. Then he suddenly raised his head and asked Meng Fan, "Is this so-called forbidden gate nuclear war?"

"good."

"Now I've explained the whole story of this world to you!"

What are your thoughts now?

Fan Xian scratched his head. Psychologically, he would definitely be biased towards Ye Qingmei, who was also a modern person, but ethically, Emperor Qing was the biological father of this body.

The father killed the mother.

Could it be that he's going to kill his father and his ruler in order to avenge his family?

Although the concept of "ruler" does not exist in modern society, the father-son relationship still exists, so Fan Xian's feelings towards Emperor Qing are very complicated.

He felt his mind was a bit of a mess.

Meng Fan laughed and said, "It seems you haven't made up your mind yet. Well then, since you've come to this world, you might as well experience this ancient society first."

After saying that, Meng Fan's figure was about to disappear again.

"Wait, you still haven't told me what your purpose is?"

Meng Fan paused, turned around and looked at Fan Xian, saying, "Just consider it as something I did out of interest, or perhaps I was testing a qualified world guardian."

"This world has great potential. It's not easy to find a place that can still thrive in the post-nuclear era, and you are the one I've chosen."

Then, Meng Fan flipped his palm, and a Heaven and Earth Divine Talisman appeared in his hand.

In Fan Xian's eyes, this talisman-like object exuded an incomparably vast and magnificent aura, making him feel like an ant standing before it.

Its shape vaguely resembles a deity with disheveled hair and bare feet, holding a sword, standing on the back of a tortoise. At the tail of the tortoise, there is a snake-like pattern intertwined with it.

The vast Northern Darkness, the boundless Xuantian. The Dao governs the North, commanding the five thunderbolts; stars entwine the Big Dipper, its majestic spirit reigns supreme in the Three Realms, its wondrous methods appearing and disappearing without end.

An aura of killing intent swept over us!

"what is this?"

"This divine talisman of heaven and earth may belong to you in the future, or it may not. It all depends on your own choice."

"My own...choice!?"

Fan Xian murmured, not understanding the meaning.

His face appeared pale and weak as he watched Meng Fan's figure disappear. At the same time, the box that Ye Qingmei had left for Fan Xian also vanished, leaving only two letters behind.

Then, Fan Ruoruo woke up groggily, looked at Fan Xian, and exclaimed in concern, "Brother, why are you up? Go back to bed!"

Fan Xian discreetly put away the two letters, then lay back down on the bed to sort out his thoughts.

"My mother is dead, killed by my father. My current father isn't my biological father; he loves me more than my biological father..."

And just after Fan Xian fell into a daze and fell asleep.

With a deafening roar, like thunder, the sound echoed throughout Kyoto.

In the palace.

Emperor Qing suddenly awoke. The familiar voice was just as peculiar as it had been decades ago. His two imperial uncles had died amidst this peculiar thunderous sound.

It's like being haunted by a nightmare, a persistent and unsettling presence that fills one with fear and unease.

For decades, Emperor Qing had been on guard against the appearance of this voice. He was afraid, even as a Grandmaster, he was still terrified of the weapon that Ye Qingmei had brought out from the temple.

"His Majesty!"

Upon hearing the noise, Eunuch Hou hurriedly came in.

"Where did that thunder come from!"

"Go check it out!"

"Martial law in Kyoto! Close the city gates! Deploy the Surveillance Bureau and the Imperial Guards! Even if you have to turn Kyoto upside down, find out the truth!"

"Go quickly!!"

Emperor Qing was like a frightened lion, using his menacing power to mask his fear.

After Eunuch Hou was kicked and hurriedly rolled out to deliver the order, Emperor Qing sat anxiously by the bed, his expression gloomy and his eyes cold.

He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth as he shouted a name: "Ye Qingmei!"

And somewhere within the walls of the palace.

Meng Fan casually blew on the muzzle of the gun and said with a playful smile, "Decades have passed, I didn't expect it to still work. He probably won't be able to sleep now!"

Meng Fan chose to do this for no other reason than to have fun!
It's also about finding some fun for myself, otherwise wouldn't it be too boring to conquer all the heavens?

He's... Daheitian!!!
(End of this chapter)