Chapter 111: Fury (Bonus Chapter for 300 Monthly Votes)

Slaying over ten king-class sea beasts in a single battle and killing the two beast emperors that weighed down on the global population, Qin Ming shone with peerless brilliance that night. His deeds were destined to leave a monumental mark on the history of Earth.

This battle also propelled him to the throne of the world's number one. Even Hong offered to step down from his position as the First Speaker, though Qin Ming declined. He had no interest in that throne.

It took three full days for his life to quiet down.

"The greatest happiness in life is doing what you love."

Aboard the fighter jet, Qin Ming sat on the sofa. He took a sip of wine, set the glass down, and sat cross-legged, falling into stillness.

What he enjoyed most now was to live freely and without fear, spending time laughing and talking with his family, and then traveling between two worlds to cultivate in silence.

With a blink of an eye, the world changed.

Qin Ming became Jiang Fan.

"I have cultivated on the Dao Enlightenment Platform in this world for a long time. It is time to go out and see the world."

With a thought, Jiang Fan left the Dao Enlightenment Platform. His figure materialized in the courtyard of Dong'an Pavilion, within the Jiang family estate of Baihe Commandery in the Dahong World.

The courtyard was completely empty.

"Where are those two girls?"

Puzzled, Jiang Fan extended his perception over the entire Jiang estate. His expression instantly changed. With a flicker of his body, he vanished, reappearing in the main hall.

His father, Jiang Zheng'an, and his mother, Nangong Yue, sat there with worried frowns. Tied to the chairs on the left were Xiaoqing and Xiaoqian, both slumped over in unconsciousness.

"Fan'er, you are finally out of seclusion!" Jiang Zheng'an rejoiced upon seeing him. "Your mother noticed you hadn't appeared for so long and feared the worst."

"It's good that you are fine, it's good that you are fine," Nangong Yue said with relief, though a few new wrinkles lined the corners of her eyes.

"I have just been in closed-door cultivation, nothing is wrong," Jiang Fan said. "Mother, what of Grandfather's side...?"

Before he went into seclusion, Nangong Yue had escorted Nangong Rou's body back to the provincial capital and had not yet returned.

"Alas, your grandfather and uncles grieved for a long time," Nangong Yue sighed. "They only said that if you have the ability, you should slay more demons and monsters to avenge your cousin."

"I definitely will!" Jiang Fan's eyes flashed, his voice ringing with absolute certainty. Pointing at the two young maids, he asked, "What happened to them?"

"Let us explain slowly," Jiang Zheng'an said, gesturing for him to sit before recounting the events. "During the year you were in seclusion, many things happened in the commandery city. Sect disciples gathered, duels took place everywhere, and the slaughter outside the city walls never stopped."

He shook his head, his face etched with bitterness. "Rumors spread outside that you not only obtained the long-lost inheritance of the Lifeless Sword Sect, which has been gone for a thousand years, but also some secret treasure. Because of this, our Jiang family has known no peace. People have constantly come to investigate and search for your whereabouts. If your mother hadn't returned in secret, we would have met with disaster long ago. And if you hadn't given me the Immobilizing Mirror, our family..."

"Your third brother, Jiang Shan, was captured while inspecting our businesses in the city. He was taken to the mouth of the Red River, where they have set up an arena, waiting for you to claim him."

"Our Jiang family, even myself, has no power to rescue him. Changyuan sent men, but they were all slaughtered. We could only watch helplessly," Jiang Zheng'an sighed.

"Who did it?" Jiang Fan did not fly into a rage. Instead, his voice was calm.

"No one has stepped forward," Jiang Zheng'an said. "There are rumors that it was the work of demons, but the truth remains unknown. As for these two girls, they were controlled after taking just a short walk outside the estate gates. If we hadn't watched them grow up from childhood and noticed something amiss..."

"Very well..." Jiang Fan smiled, though it was exceptionally cold.

"Fan'er, you must not act rashly!" Nangong Yue urged quickly. "The rumors are rampant right now, seemingly targeted directly at you. If you show yourself, the consequences will be unthinkable. Leave tonight under the cover of darkness and go to the provincial capital to find your grandfather."

"Mother, do not worry. I know what to do," Jiang Fan said. As he spoke, a colossal aura radiated from him, causing both Jiang Zheng'an and Nangong Yue to tremble in shock, before they breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Outside, the night was already dark, and now dark clouds obscured the moon as a howling wind began to blow.

Jiang Fan stepped in front of the two young maids. His gaze focused, and two beams of divine light shot from his eyes, sinking into their respective brows. He let out a cold snort. "If you force my hand to initiate a slaughter, then so be it. I shall grant your wish. Break!"

With a sharp shout, shrill screams echoed from within the minds of the two girls. Plumes of black smoke rose from the crowns of their heads and quickly dissolved into nothingness.

"Stay safely at home," Jiang Fan said. With that, he transformed into a beam of light and soared away.

Xiaoqing and Xiaoqian slowly stirred awake.

"Master, Madam, why are we tied up here?" Xiaoqing asked in confusion.

Jiang Zheng'an and Nangong Yue looked at each other, utterly shocked. How had their son become so incredibly powerful?

"I hope all goes well," the two murmured simultaneously.

In the sky, Jiang Fan flew at high speed, alerting the Profound Heaven Mirror suspended above the Governor's Mansion. A beam of light swept over him, but he was not surprised. In the city, any power exceeding the Dao Initiation Realm would trigger the Profound Heaven Mirror.

He took out his Two-Leaf Bronze Seal Patrol Envoy token and activated it, causing the Profound Heaven Mirror to fall silent.

Even so, his movement had alerted many. The Governor and Changyuan were among them.

"Now that I have caught your tail, do you still think you can escape?" Jiang Fan sneered, diving toward a residence ahead.

"Hehe, Jiang Fan, you have finally shown yourself." The voice was extremely sinister. It transformed into a cloud of black smoke, attempting to burrow into the ground.

*Since I have come, your death is foreordained!*

Jiang Fan struck down with his palm, sending a bolt of lightning crashing down.

"Ah...!"

"This is Pure Yang Lightning! You..."

The voice shrieked and abruptly cut off. The black smoke condensed, and a charred corpse slumped in the courtyard.

Jiang Fan landed beside it, clasping his hands behind his back without sparing it another glance. It was merely a demon at the Dao Initiation Realm; killing it was as simple as slaughtering a chicken or a dog. He had not even needed to deploy his Primordial Spirit Realm power. Unneeded? Of course it was unneeded; the time was not yet right.

He was currently at the peak of the Purple Mansion Stage, the first step of the Primordial Spirit Realm. He had opened a Purple Mansion spanning a hundred miles in radius—an unprecedented feat that would likely never be replicated.

His Profound Dao Art had also reached the third tier, granting him bronze skin, iron bones, an indestructible body, and infinite strength. Beyond that, he had comprehended numerous divine abilities and secret techniques; his arsenal in this world far surpassed his capabilities in the other.

"I wanted to cultivate in peace, but unfortunately, heaven does not grant man's wishes. Fine, then. Since you refuse to let me rest in peace, I shall make you tremble in terror!" Jiang Fan had made his decision. Having occupied this body and merged with its soul, there was no way he could abandon his family in this world.

With a swoosh, Changyuan flew through the air and landed nearby. Looking at the charred corpse, he let out a cold huff. "Another damned demon! Jiang Fan, is your seclusion over?"

"If I hadn't ended it, my family would have been destroyed and my home ruined," Jiang Fan said coldly.

Changyuan looked embarrassed. As the guardian of Baihe Commandery City, the successive incidents were a failure on his part. He sighed. "Lately, the city has become a mixing pot of dragons and snakes. The constables are useless, and my own men are spread too thin to keep watch over everything. Once these demons conceal their aura, even the Profound Heaven Mirror cannot detect them. There is nothing I can do."

Jiang Fan nodded. "Do you know who is behind the capture of my third brother?"

"I do not," Changyuan replied. "But I know it is targeted at you. In the shadows, the Supreme Sword Sect, the Hunyuan Sect, the Sect of Divine Concealment, the Divine Sword Sect, the Manor of Marquis Anle, great demons, and evil spirits are all lying in wait, waiting for you to show your face. Someone has confirmed that you possess the inheritance of the Lifeless Sword Sect. Your rapid rise has also suggested other secrets, and with someone pushing from behind, you have been thrust to the heart of the storm."

"If I start killing people, what will the Inspectorate do?" Jiang Fan asked, understanding the situation.