Chapter 87: The Arrival of a Fifth-Tier Powerhouse
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“Alright!”
Seeing this, Su Ran finally returned to the freshly slain hundred-meter silver flood dragon, forming a series of hand seals to awaken her phoenix bloodline and begin absorbing the beast.
Meanwhile, Chen Fei sat cross-legged in place. The massive amount of essence blood he had just absorbed from the silver flood dragon not only rapidly healed his injuries but also left a large amount of spiritual energy within the Void Heaven Cauldron, waiting to be refined further.
The immense spiritual energy within the essence blood was compressed further. Most of it was filtered out by the Void Heaven Cauldron, leaving only less than a quarter of its purest essence, which was then merged into Chen Fei’s spiritual energy.
At that moment, he felt his spiritual energy continuously progressing toward liquefaction. However, the quantity still seemed insufficient to fully transform into liquid form.
Once the essence blood was completely refined, Chen Fei sensed significant progress in his cultivation realm, advancing steadily within the mid-stage of the Ninth Tier of the Spirit Transformation Realm.
On the other side, Su Ran had absorbed the entire hundred-meter silver flood dragon, yet outwardly, she appeared unchanged.
“How do you feel?” Chen Fei asked expectantly.
This was a hundred-meter-long flood dragon, a beast that had achieved transformation. According to Su Ran, at its peak, it was at least as powerful as a Fifth-Tier True Spirit Master.
Just how nourishing would such a powerful beast core be?
If the Void Heaven Cauldron were to refine it, no matter how picky it was, it should at least allow him to formally step into the True Spirit Master realm!
“The effects exceeded my expectations!” Su Ran’s eyes gleamed with excitement.
The beast core of this silver flood dragon contained precisely the power she had been searching for.
“Can the mysterious Thousand-Tier Art Spirit Master from the City Lord’s Mansion still threaten you?” This was Chen Fei’s greatest concern.
That enigmatic master had been an oppressive force looming over both of them, making it hard to breathe.
“The silver flood dragon was strong, but at most, it was on the level of a Fifth-Tier True Spirit Master. While its beast core was somewhat special, it’s still impossible for me to reach a level where I can challenge Ye Chenxing.” Su Ran shook her head helplessly.
“Ye Chenxing?”
Chen Fei was surprised to learn that the mysterious Art Spirit Master’s name was Ye Chenxing.
“What is his relationship with City Lord Ye Chenyi?” Chen Fei asked.
“They’re probably brothers,” Su Ran replied, though she wasn’t entirely sure.
“No rush. We’ll continue hunting in the Falling Spiral Valley. Eventually, we’ll surpass Ye Chenxing.” Chen Fei encouraged her.
Su Ran only smiled faintly and did not tell him that the strongest beasts in Falling Spiral Valley were at best on par with the hundred-meter silver flood dragon.
Thus, hoping to surpass Ye Chenxing, a Thousand-Tier Art Spirit Master, solely through hunting in the valley was nothing short of wishful thinking.
Of course, Su Ran never intended to rely on these beasts alone to fully awaken her bloodline.
Moreover, while Ye Chenxing was powerful, he still carried old injuries. As long as he didn’t pose a threat to her safety before the secret realm opened, he was, in her eyes, nothing more than a jumping clown.
Just as they were speaking, Su Ran’s expression suddenly changed, and she tensed up.
“Not good!”
“Run, now!”
As she spoke, Su Ran immediately picked a direction and fled at full speed.
“What happened?”
Chen Fei was confused. Even when he pushed his Spirit Cat’s perception to its limits, he sensed nothing unusual.
“Ye Chenxing is here!”
“And with him, a Fifth-Tier True Spirit Master!”
Su Ran’s words made Chen Fei’s heart skip a beat.
“A Fifth-Tier True Spirit Master?” Chen Fei was terrified.
Even a Third-Tier True Spirit Master-level flood dragon had nearly cost him his life. If a Fifth-Tier True Spirit Master had targeted them, the consequences would be unimaginable.
The two of them sped toward the depths of the valley, prioritizing speed over stealth.
This sudden burst of movement startled many beasts in the valley. Most fled in fear of Chen Fei’s powerful aura, but a few Spirit Master-level beasts revealed cold glints in their eyes and silently pursued them, preparing to strike.
Meanwhile, Ye Chenxing, accompanied by Wei Tinghong, spotted the fleeing Su Ran and Chen Fei and was unwilling to let them escape.
Without hesitation, Wei Tinghong took to the sky, soaring through the air. His Fifth-Tier True Spirit Master aura burned like a beacon in the darkness, radiating overwhelming presence.
The Spirit Master-level beasts that had been lurking to attack Chen Fei and Su Ran were so terrified that they immediately hid.
Although Ye Chenxing did not fly, his speed was just as terrifying, almost as fast as Wei Tinghong in flight. His entire figure flickered like a shadow in the wind.
It was only at this moment that Chen Fei finally sensed Wei Tinghong’s presence. The man was flying toward them at an unbelievable speed.
“It’s him?”
Chen Fei recognized Wei Tinghong—the same man who had tried to use him as bait while hunting the silver flood dragon.
“A Fifth-Tier True Spirit Master?”
Chen Fei’s heart sank. Why did this guy keep targeting him?
Faced with an unprecedented crisis, Chen Fei felt a wave of despair. He had no means of resisting a powerhouse like Wei Tinghong. He was still merely a Ninth-Tier Grand Spirit Master—the gap in cultivation was simply too vast.
Su Ran’s expression was grim as well. She hadn’t expected Ye Chenxing to actually enlist a Fifth-Tier True Spirit Master to hunt her down.
“Su Ran, we don’t have time!”
“Wei Tinghong is way too fast!”
“If we want a chance at survival, we must split up. At least one of us might escape!”
Chen Fei, recognizing Wei Tinghong, realized that death was almost certain.
“It’s useless!” Su Ran shook her head. “It’s not just Wei Tinghong—Ye Chenxing is also here.”
“Today, neither of us will escape.”
She felt guilty toward Chen Fei. She believed that Ye Chenxing and Wei Tinghong were targeting her, and Chen Fei was simply caught in the crossfire.
“Don’t worry about Ye Chenxing. His injuries haven’t healed, so he shouldn’t be a threat to you.”
“I’ll hold off Wei Tinghong. You run!”
Since death was inevitable, he wanted to at least create a chance for Su Ran to survive. That way, he could repay her for saving him from the Qin family’s clutches.
The only thing he regretted was that he hadn’t gotten his revenge on that vile woman, Qin Shuang.
“Are you… Chen Fei?”
Su Ran’s heart skipped a beat.
Among all the people in Huangwu City, only three had ever been willing to risk their lives for her.
One was the ancestor of the Su family, who had already perished.
One was Miao Yue.
The last was Chen Fei, the man who, at least in name, was her husband.
Would Chen Yang, Chen Fei’s elder brother, really be willing to die for her?
Su Ran didn’t believe it.
Besides, throughout their journey together, she had felt a strange sense of familiarity with ‘Chen Yang’—as if he was someone she knew well.
But she had personally seen Chen Fei’s dantian shatter. He should have been incapable of becoming a Spirit Master.
So she had always assumed her feelings were just an illusion, that the brothers simply looked too similar.
Yet now, as ‘Chen Yang’ resolutely stood his ground, ready to sacrifice himself for her, doubt crept into her heart.
