Under One Person: Starting from the Inheritance of Gods

Chapter 408 Grandmaster Fan Xian, Ferocious Beast Leech [Begging for subscriptions, monthly tickets, and recommendation votes]

Meanwhile, at the border between Nanqing and Beiqi.

The two countries were locked in a fierce battle.

Unlike the scale depicted in the original novel, Emperor Qing, having acquired the confiscated property, launched an even larger national war. He would not be satisfied with merely obtaining a single province.

Therefore, the war has never stopped.

At this moment, Fan Xian was leading a group of men, his battle robes stained with blood, wielding a long sword and charging through the chaotic army. The Northern Qi soldiers surged forward like a tide, and with every swing of his sword, one man would fall.

However, the enemy forces were too numerous. Even though he had cultivated the Nine Yang Divine Skill and his true energy recovered very quickly, the mental and physical fatigue was not so easy to recover from.

Fan Xian felt his arm was slightly numb, and his breathing gradually became heavy.

Martial arts contests are fundamentally different from battlefields; they will continuously surge forward.

"kill!"

Fan Xian shouted sharply, and his sword flashed with a cold light as three Northern Qi soldiers fell to the ground, spitting blood from their throats.

Suddenly, a strong sense of alarm struck him, and the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end. In a flash, he jerked to the side.

"Whoosh!"

A finely crafted steel arrow grazed his cheek, leaving a bloody gash. The arrow, with the force of a thunderbolt, pierced the chests of three Southern Qing soldiers behind him!

"Ninth-Rank Archer—Yan Xiaoyi!"

Fan Xian narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction from which the arrows came. Although he had long anticipated that Li Yunrui would send someone to kill him, he did not expect them to come so quickly and so openly.

On a distant hill, Yan Xiaoyi sneered and drew his bow again. This time, all three arrows locked onto Fan Xian simultaneously, showing no mercy.

Even though some Nanqing soldiers died from his arrows.

"Die!" Yan Xiaoyi loosened his grip.

Three arrows pierced the air, yet Fan Xian felt everything around him slow down. He could clearly see the arrows spinning and tearing through the air, and even count the patterns on the fletchings.

In that life-or-death moment, the Nine Yang True Qi within his body suddenly surged, and an unprecedented power erupted from his limbs and bones, as if some kind of shackle had been broken.

"boom!"

Fan Xian was enveloped in a dazzling golden light, and the shockwave sent all the surrounding soldiers flying. Then, his intense and domineering Nine Yang True Qi enveloped him, forming a fireball in the air like a blazing sun.

The figure within the fireball faintly transformed into the shape of a golden crow, with twisted golden feather patterns appearing on the surface of the fireball.

The three steel arrows were melted into molten iron by the intense heat just three feet away from him!

"This is... a breakthrough to Grandmaster?!" Yan Xiaoyi's expression changed drastically, and he took two steps back in disbelief.

Fan Xian slowly raised his head, golden light swirling in his eyes, before landing on the ground. He reached out and grasped, and a long spear forged from refined iron appeared out of thin air from the corpse of a Northern Qi soldier.

"Yan Xiaoyi".

Fan Xian's voice seemed to disregard space and went straight into the other person's ears: "This arrow, I'm returning it to you!"

With a mighty throw, the spear, imbued with immense and scorching Nine Yang True Qi, transformed into a golden arrow that stretched for hundreds of feet, whistling through the air. Wherever it passed, the earth scorched and cracked, and the Northern Qi army fell like waves of wheat.

Yan Xiaoyi tried to dodge in a panic, but he couldn't dodge in time. The spear pierced his chest, and he flew dozens of feet away, coughing up blood. He then fell to the ground with his eyes wide open in death.

It's such a pity that Yan Xiaoyi died. He could have received the world's gift and advanced to the Grandmaster realm in just a few minutes.

As a former chosen one of destiny, Fan Xian is naturally more easily anchored by the world's gifts than others.

The battlefield fell silent.

Both the soldiers of Northern Qi and the troops of Southern Qing stared blankly at Fan Xian at this moment.

The sudden arrival of a grandmaster is tantamount to turning the tide of battle into a one-sided affair.

The Northern Qi soldiers stared in terror at the young figure bathed in scorching golden light. Someone shouted first, "Run!"

The tens of thousands of troops collapsed without being touched.

Fan Xian did not personally pursue them.

He looked down at his palms, feeling the vast true energy surging within him, and murmured, "So this is what a Grandmaster is. So powerful!"

"How come I suddenly broke through to the Grandmaster level?"

Before the soldiers of Nanqing could even celebrate.

A colossal beast, resembling a fox with nine tails, nine heads, and tiger claws, suddenly appeared at the edge of the battlefield and began to devour humans with unbridled abandon.

The giant beast was tens of meters long, with nine fox tails covered in ferocious bone spikes. It swept across like a giant python, causing the earth and rocks to crumble wherever it passed. The soldiers were crushed into mincemeat before they could even scream.

The fox's tail trembled.

In an instant, blood rained down.

The nine heads simultaneously emitted piercing roars, the sonic waves causing warhorses within a hundred feet to collapse and convulse.

It's like a monster!

"This is... a leech?!" Fan Xian was shocked and asked uncertainly.

The Classic of Mountains and Seas records: "Five hundred li further south is Mount Fuli, where there is much gold and jade on its top and many precious stones at its bottom. There is a beast there, which looks like a fox but has nine tails, nine heads, and tiger claws. It is called Longzhi, and its cry is like that of an infant. It eats people."

But why would a leech appear here?
Suddenly, Fan Xian thought of the ferocious Zhu Yan beast he had encountered before, and his lips twitched involuntarily. He thought, "Could this be the work of that poet again?"

"I'm not Ultraman, why would you ask me to fight monsters?!"

Seeing the leeches running rampant, Fan Xian couldn't just stand by and do nothing. But before he could make a move, the head in the center of the giant beast suddenly turned to Fan Xian, and eighteen scarlet eyes locked onto him at the same time.

"Gudu!"

Fan Xian swallowed hard. This feeling was all too familiar. It was the same when Zhu Yan locked onto him last time, giving him a sense of impending death.

"Protect your lord!"

The Tiger Guards sent by Fan Jian to protect Fan Xian formed a shield formation in front of Fan Xian, but were shattered by a leech's tail whip.

Amidst the blood-red mist, Fan Xian's anger surged, his eyes flashed with golden light, and the Nine Yang True Qi surged through his meridians like a mighty river.

"Go back!"

"All troops, retreat!"

Fan Xian roared, then leaped into the air, his Nine Yang True Qi exploding into a golden ripple beneath his feet.

He activated the Nine Yang Divine Skill at full power, a skill at the Grandmaster level, causing the air within a three-zhang radius around him to distort under the intense heat.

The leech's head in the very center suddenly spewed out a jet-black poisonous mist. Fan Xian changed direction mid-air, and the poisonous mist grazed past him, corroding the ground and creating a pit more than ten feet deep.

Almost simultaneously, the three giant tails crashed down on the spot where he had been standing, and the ground immediately collapsed into a ravine three zhang deep, from which strange charred black pebbles emerged.

The leech opened its nine gaping maws simultaneously, revealing jagged, metallic fangs. Saliva dripped from the corners of its mouth, corroding deep pits that hissed as they landed.

Suddenly, the leftmost head spewed out black and red flames. Fan Xian spun around to dodge, and the grass and trees within a hundred meters behind him instantly withered and carbonized, while the rocks melted into boiling bubbles.

"Such intense poisonous fire!"

"Who on earth made this thing?"

Fan Xian somersaulted in mid-air, channeling all of his Nine Yang True Qi into his longsword, unleashing a crescent-shaped sword aura. The sword energy struck the leech's back fur, exploding into dazzling sparks and producing a metallic clang. However, it only left a half-foot-deep wound, a mere superficial injury to the beast's massive body.

Even more horrifying, a black, tar-like substance gushed from the wound, and it healed completely in the blink of an eye.

The leech roared in pain, its sound waves carrying a foul-smelling, toxic mist that spread in a ring.

Dozens of soldiers below, who had no time to dodge, suddenly froze, their skin ulcerating and peeling off at a visible speed, turning into bare white bones in an instant.

Seeing this, Fan Xian's anger rose even higher.

During this period, he ate and lived with these soldiers and had long developed a camaraderie with them. But how could he not be angry when he watched them die in such agony?
"Give it a try!"

After the Zhu Yan incident, he had previously conceived of a highly destructive move, but due to his limited ninth-grade cultivation level and insufficient true energy, he had not been able to complete it.

He has now broken through to the Grandmaster level, and may succeed.

Fan Xian's eyes suddenly blazed with golden flames, his inner energy suddenly contracted and compressed, and his hands took the shape of calyxes, condensing into a walnut-sized ball of blazing white light in his palms.

The moment the orb left your hand, it was as if a second sun had risen over the battlefield, so bright that people couldn't open their eyes.

The leech seemed to sense the danger and simultaneously spewed out poisonous flames from its nine heads to intercept it. However, the poisonous flames were completely annihilated wherever the ball of light passed, and finally it slammed hard into the center of its head between the eyebrows.

"boom--!"

A mushroom cloud-shaped shockwave rose into the air, instantly turning the three heads of the leech into a bloody mist, while the remaining six heads emitted painful hissing sounds.

But before Fan Xian could catch his breath, he saw the fleshy buds at the monster's wound wriggling wildly, and in just three breaths, two more intact heads grew out!
"The regenerative ability is terrifying..."

Fan Xian's breathing became slightly erratic, and he gasped for breath, realizing that the move he had just made had consumed thirty percent of his true energy.

Even more troublesome was the discovery that the poisonous miasma emanating from the leech became more concentrated each time it was injured. At this moment, the battlefield was covered with an eerie black mist, and many corpses were slowly dissolving in the mist.

Just as Fan Xian was in a dilemma, the leech suddenly changed tactics, its five giant tails plunging into the ground.

Fan Xian suddenly felt a violent tremor beneath his feet and hurriedly stepped into the air.

The next instant, dozens of sharp bone spikes burst from the ground, the longest one grazing the sole of his shoe, the sap dripping from its tip corroding a purplish-black trail in the air.

The remaining two giant tails swept across the battlefield, breaking nearby rocks in half, and countless boulders rained down on Fan Xian.

Fan Xian pushed out with his palm, and the Nine Yang True Qi condensed into a tangible golden aura, shattering the incoming boulder.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the leech launched a charge. Its four tiger claws stomped on the ground, causing an earthquake-like tremor. The rightmost head opened its huge mouth and bit at Fan Xian's waist and abdomen.

At the critical moment, Fan Xian's body suddenly plummeted downwards.

The slamming sound of the leech's sharp teeth closing exploded above his head. He seized the opportunity to slap the monster's jaw with his palm and use the force to flip onto its back.

The Nine Yang True Qi flowed into the sword, making the entire longsword shine like a branding iron. He then thrust it down with all his might at the old wound he had previously inflicted!
"Pfft!"

The sword pierced through to the hilt, and the veins on Fan Xian's right hand, which was holding the sword, bulged. He channeled all his Nine Yang True Qi into the blade, and the seven heads of the leech simultaneously spewed out poisonous blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.

"Eek!!!"

The leech finally let out its first mournful howl.

Suddenly, his body arched upwards, and at the same time, the fox tail behind him slammed down on his back. Fan Xian saw that things were not going well, so he immediately slapped the ground with his greedy knife before rolling down.

The leech's scarlet eyes revealed a look of resentment, but ultimately, out of fear, it slowly retreated. Seeing that Fan Xian had no intention of advancing or pressing forward, it turned and fled.

Fan Xian, struggling to keep his body upright, collapsed backward in exhaustion after the leech had run far away and disappeared from sight.

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Heavenly Dao Space.

Fan Xian suddenly woke up.

"Congratulations, you're a proper girl now!" A wicked voice rang out.

Fan Xian: “∑(;°Д°)”

He quickly reached down and breathed a sigh of relief, saying, "Thank goodness, I'm still here!"

"Is the poet of Nanqing really this... well, crude?"

Upon hearing this, Fan Xian began to look around at his surroundings.

This is an ethereal and pristine eternal realm.

The boundary between heaven and earth melts away here, leaving only an endless expanse of azure. The dome is like an inverted deep sea, flowing with liquid light; the ground is like a solidified mirror lake, reflecting the entire sky.

A screen was hanging in mid-air, showing a video of him fighting a leech.

Several figures stood around him.

Many of them were people he knew.

"Lin Xiang, the Dean?!"

Lin Ruofu and Chen Pingping nodded to Fan Xian.

The one who just described herself as unsophisticated was a young girl dressed in a rustic style, and standing next to her was a tall "man"!
Haitang Duoduo and Zhan Doudou.

"Ahem, me too!"

Fan Xian turned his head and met Fan Jian's dark face.

"Father!"

"This is how the same thing?"

Besides these people, there are also Ye Liuyun, Si Gu Jian, Yingzi, Ku He and others. Most of the people who originally played a pivotal role in the world of Joy of Life are here.

However, Emperor Qing, Li Yunrui, the Second Prince, the Crown Prince, and others were nowhere to be found.

At this moment, Meng Fan suddenly appeared in front of Fan Xian and said with a smile, "Think carefully, you should have relevant information in your mind."

Upon hearing this, Fan Xian frowned and recalled, and a piece of information immediately appeared in his mind.

It took Fan Xian a long time to come back to his senses.

"The world has been merged, and the ferocious beasts and demons of Beiju Luzhou are about to march south. Both Nanqing and Beiqi are facing the crisis of being destroyed at the same time?"

Fan Xian looked at Meng Fan with a strange expression and realized his true identity at the same time.

"Damn, Lao Meng, you're the Heavenly Dao!"

Seeing his son's loud and boisterous manner, and his audacity in addressing the Heavenly Dao by name, Fan Jian slapped Fan Xian on the back of the head. He then bowed respectfully to Meng Fan and apologized, saying, "I hope the Heavenly Dao will not take offense; my son is truly young and ignorant."

Meng Fan nodded with a smile, saying nonchalantly, "If he didn't act like this, he wouldn't be Fan Xian!"

"Alright, let's get back to business."

"Setting your world in Beiju Luzhou is both a trial and a test, a small-scale cataclysm. If you can't survive it, sorry, I don't need trash here!"

Upon hearing this, Zhan Doudou, Haitang Duoduo, Fan Xian, Chen Pingping, Ye Liuyun and other masters all had serious expressions.

If this is the will of Heaven, how can they possibly resist?

(End of this chapter)