Treasure Gathering Immortal Furnace

From this exchange, Lu Fan roughly understood his own strength level. In a normal battle, with the abundant spiritual energy reserves of his mutated spiritual root, he was able to fight against a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator.

Although the fact that Zhenyu Sanren's spiritual energy was weak also contributed, the difference was not significant overall.

If he were to use all sorts of powerful methods, ordinary mid-stage Core Formation cultivators would be no match for him.

At this moment, Zhenyu Sanren was utterly astonished. He never imagined that the other party would possess an ancient treasure!

"I consider myself to know quite a few Core Formation cultivators in the Great Yan Dynasty, but I've never heard of you before. Where did you come from?!" Zhenyu Sanren shouted as he was trapped by the wooden dragon.

Lu Fan did not reply. Taking advantage of the fact that Zhenyu Sanren was trapped by the wooden dragon, he raised his hand and his fingertips were immediately surrounded by pure demonic energy!

hum!

The next moment, a demonic finger pierced through the void and shot straight toward the forehead of True Jade Hermit!

"Who do you think you are!" Zhenyu Sanren roared in anger.

boom!

He then forcibly reversed the spiritual energy, using some unknown secret technique. The moment the Illusion Demon Finger touched True Jade Wanderer, a cloud of blood mist immediately exploded around him!

The next moment, Zhenyu Sanren's figure broke free from the control of the wooden dragon, and upon closer inspection, his entire arm had been blown away.

"This is... a substitute puppet?" Lu Fan was slightly taken aback.

There is a secret technique in the cultivation world that involves refining one's own organs into substitute puppets, which can withstand a fatal blow when in danger. It is clear that Zhenyu Sanren used this secret technique.

"Boy! I admit defeat today. Once I regain my strength, I will definitely take your dog's life!" Zhenyu Sanren, having survived thanks to his substitute puppet, immediately used it and sped away into the distance.

"Can you escape?" Heavenly Demon Wings instantly appeared on Lu Fan's back, and then he transformed into a black streak of light and chased after him.

"Another ancient treasure! You bastard!" At this moment, Zhenyu Sanren was completely dumbfounded. He simply released the jade ruler and stepped on it. He raised his hand and offered a drop of true essence to attach to the jade ruler. His escape speed instantly increased!

The two transformed into streaks of light, one in front of the other, and sped away into the distance.

Lu Fan possesses the Heavenly Demon Wings, granting him incredible speed. Even without using any other means to increase his speed, he could catch up with Zhenyu Sanren in just a moment.

Just after Lu Fan and Zhenyu Sanren left, Chen Yao'er, who was standing in mid-air, belatedly realized what was happening and hurriedly flew down.

"Sister Bai! Are you alright!" Chen Yao'er hurriedly released her spiritual energy to dispel the restraints within Bai Rou'er's body.

"I'm fine, you go and save the patriarch quickly," Bai Rou'er said hurriedly.

Chen Yao'er then hurriedly ran to Chen Zhiqi, channeled some spiritual energy into him, and fed him two healing pills, calling out, "Brother! Brother!"

Chen Zhiqi, who had been unconscious, finally regained consciousness and asked, "What...what happened?!"

Bai Rou'er quickly approached and said, "This is not the time to talk about this. We must leave immediately. Once that Core Formation senior kills True Jade Hermit, he will probably attack us right away!"

"Sigh... that senior seemed like a good person, but how could he be a lecherous thief!" Chen Yao'er seemed to still remember the way Lu Fan looked at Bai Rou'er just now.

They completely mistook Lu Fan for a lecherous thief who was fighting Zhenyu Sanren to the death in order to steal them.

"None of these cultivators are genuinely helping us; they're all beasts!" Bai Rou'er said, then seemed to remember something and added, "Except for Senior Lu."

"How many upright gentlemen like Senior Lu can there be in the cultivation world?" Chen Zhi Qiu sighed, then said, "Yao'er, Bai Rou'er, don't worry about me. Take the remaining members of the clan and leave immediately!"

"Brother! Let's go together!" Chen Yao'er grabbed Chen Zhi Qiu's hand and said.

"Don't be foolish! I'm seriously injured right now, taking me along would just be a burden! Perhaps that senior won't make things difficult for a dying man like me once you see you leave!" Chen Zhi Qiu said.

Bai Rou'er gritted her teeth, knowing she couldn't hesitate any longer, and grabbed Chen Yao'er, saying, "Let's go!"

"Brother!" Although Chen Yao'er was reluctant, she wiped away her tears when she saw Chen Zhi Qiu's determined eyes.

Chen Yao'er reluctantly summoned her flying sword after being dragged along by Bai Rou'er. Bai Rou'er then released a huge flying carpet, carrying the remaining twenty-odd members of the Qi Refining Clan in the secret chamber, and flew away into the distance.

Seeing that all the clansmen had left, Chen Zhiqi finally breathed a sigh of relief. Then, despite his serious injuries, he sat down on a wooden chair in the ancestral hall.

Boom...

The next moment, Chen Zhi Qiu heard a loud explosion from a great distance, as if the battle there had ended...

As expected...

A few breaths later, a figure with a black glow behind him returned, carrying a bloodied head in his hand...

It was none other than Zhenyu Sanren! His eyes were wide open even as he died, clearly showing he couldn't die in peace.

After catching up with Zhenyu Sanren, Lu Fan killed him without hesitation, taking not only his golden core and storage bag, but also his head.

Chen Zhi Qiu looked at the figure in the sky carrying the head of Zhen Yu San Ren, and his throat suddenly felt dry and he swallowed hard.

The fact that he could kill Zhenyu Sanren shows that his cultivation level was also quite domineering.

"You're awake?" Lu Fan asked, looking at Chen Zhiqi.

Chen Zhiqi staggered to his feet, cupped his hands in thanks, and said, "Thank you so much for saving my life, senior! I have no way to repay you!"

Lu Fan retracted his Heavenly Demon Wings and slowly landed. He tossed several high-grade healing pills to Chen Zhiqi and said, "Take these; they will help your injuries."

Upon seeing the healing medicine thrown at him, Chen Zhiqi was stunned, seemingly not understanding what was going on.

Lu Fan didn't say anything more. Instead, he carried Zhenyu Sanren's head to the front of the Chen family ancestral hall and immediately saw Chen Xuanli's memorial tablet.

Only then did Lu Fan place Zhenyu Sanren's head on the incense table. He bowed to Chen Xuanli and said, "Fellow Daoist Chen, I have killed this villain. Your spirit in heaven can rest in peace now."

Chen Zhi Qiu stared in astonishment at Lu Fan's actions, asking, "Senior...you also have a connection with my Chen family's ancestors?"

Seeing Chen Zhiqi's shocked expression, Lu Fan then raised his hand to dispel the disguise and said, "Now you recognize me, right?"

Upon seeing Lu Fan's true appearance, Chen Zhi Qiu was first stunned, then instantly burst into tears, kneeling down on the spot and wailing, "Senior Lu! It really is you! Senior Lu!"

Seeing Chen Zhiqi crying like a child, Lu Fan looked helpless, stepped forward and lifted him up, saying, "You're already a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator, crying like this, what kind of behavior is this?"

"Senior! I never expected it would be you who came to help Chen Family Fort!" Chen Zhiqi was so excited that he almost didn't know how to speak.

At first, he was worried that if this senior returned, he might exploit Chenjiabao even more severely, just like Zhenyu Sanren. Now it seems that his worries were unfounded.