Chapter 164: Three Thousand Harem! Hua Tiandu and Fang Qingwei, Double the Speed

Fang Qingying was terrified, a fear unlike any before.

Thus, when Chen Zheng was refining the Che Yuan Divine Son and the Hentian Divine Emperor, she directly used the Great Translocation Technique to escape from beneath the Sealed Demon Ridge.

A frantic escape!

She even abandoned the Superior Dao Artifact Great Chaotic Thunder Sword.

If she didn't flee now, she would be unable to escape Chen Zheng's lethal hand.

Her strength surpassed all of her era, making her the foremost among countless Tenfold cultivators in the entire Xuanhuang Great World.

Yet before Chen Zheng, she was like an ant, unable to muster even a hint of rebellious courage.

Chen Zheng was terrifying.

She had never seen anyone so terrifying.

She didn't even know where to flee to in order to evade Chen Zheng's pursuit.

Who could possibly protect her?

She had no sect.

And among the divine race, the two strongest—the Che Yuan Divine Son and the Hentian Divine Emperor—had already fallen into Chen Zheng's hands.

The remaining divine beings were on the Fangtooth Archipelago, their cultivation low and utterly unreliable.

At this moment, no one could help her.

She could only flee recklessly, escaping into the Nine Heavens Steel Wind Layer, attempting to fly to outer space beyond the realm, leaving the Xuanhuang Great World, perhaps gaining a chance to avoid Chen Zheng.

To her surprise, as soon as she entered the Nine Heavens Steel Wind Layer, she encountered six men clad in star robes.

All six bore an arrogant demeanor, looking down on everything, as if six emperors descending from the city to inspect the countryside.

Fang Qingying was secretly startled.

She could see that the six star‑robed men indeed had cause for pride, all being Tenfold cultivators.

And they were not ordinary Tenfold cultivators.

Observing the star power they radiated, it was unmatched and surging like tides; if placed on the Immortal Candidate Ranking, they would rank within the top ten.

This made her wonder about the six's origins.

Those capable of such strength, six of them, could not be without a trace.

How could they suddenly appear?

Could it be that the six are not people of the Xuanhuang Great World?

Sure enough, as she probed, perhaps the six had ulterior motives toward her, and they directly revealed their origins.

The six were true disciples from the Beidou Hall of the Wuji Star Palace.

Fang Qingying had trained with the divine race since childhood, absorbing knowledge of astronomy, geography, the outer starry sky, and various great worlds.

She was certainly not unfamiliar with the Wuji Star Palace.

She knew the sect's power was immense, divided into 360 halls, such as the Beidou Hall where the six came from, the Grand Void Hall, Jade Emperor Hall, Zhou Tian Hall, Five Clouds Hall, Saintess Hall, Pure Yang Hall… and so on.

Combined, the 360 halls were stronger than any sect on the Xuanhuang Great World.

Even the power of the Taiyi Sect was far inferior to the Wuji Star Palace.

This sparked Fang Qingying's thoughts.

These six true disciples of the Wuji Star Palace, or perhaps those behind them, might protect her.

Indeed, as she suspected, the six plainly stated that behind them stood a world‑shaking figure: the Hall Master of Beidou Hall, the Star Lord of Beidou, named Chu Nan, possessing the powerful cultivation of the Second Level of Immortal Longevity, the Undying Body Realm.

Fang Qingying rejoiced wildly in her heart and hurriedly said to the six before her: "Esteemed high disciples of the Wuji Star Palace, I am Fang Qingying. I have encountered a thoroughly evil demon lord; he tried to assault me, and when I refused, he killed my father and seized my father's treasure. I barely escaped, but that demon lord is immensely powerful, capable of slaying ancient giants, and is rapidly closing in. What should I do?"

As she spoke, tears welled and she looked pitiful, her pure face evoking sympathy in the six Wuji Star Palace disciples.

"Miss Fang, as long as you go with us to see Chu Nan, whether it's one demon lord or a thousand, he will slay them for you," a Wuji disciple pledged, patting his chest.

"Our Hall Master Chu Nan's cultivation is such that even those of high realms are not his match; slaying a demon lord is naturally a breeze," another disciple said calmly.

"Miss Fang, come with us. The young master has always loved befriending beauties like you; when he sees you, he will be astonished, his crown will fly off in anger for your beauty," a disciple gestured invitingly toward Fang Qingying.

"Very well, if Chu Nan helps me slay that demon lord and avenge my father, I am willing to give myself to him," Fang Qingying wept with joy.

From then on, she followed the six, flying down through the Nine Heavens Steel Wind Layer, exiting it and continuing eastward.

While flying, the six communicated via telepathy.

"This time Chu Nan spent thirty million Pure Yang Pills, using the Star Emperor Dragon Bed to traverse countless spacetime, arriving at this dilapidated Xuanhuang Great World to seek the true disciple of the Feather Ascension Sect, Fang Qingxue, but we failed to find her; she is not in the sect, unknown where she went,"

"According to the Senior Elder's calculation, Fang Qingxue is the woman destined for the young master; once he obtains the reincarnated Electric Mother's Yuan Yin, he can reach the Third Level Immortal Longevity, the Cave Heaven Realm, and have a ten‑percent chance to seize the palace master throne. Without Fang Qingxue, his chance drops to perhaps eight percent,"

"This trip isn't in vain; the young master sent us to search for a beautiful cultivator on the Xuanhuang Great World. We were to guard the gate of the Star Gate sect and bring back a few female disciples, but before reaching the Star Gate, we met Fang Qingying, a rare beauty in our Wuji Great World—truly lucky,"

"Later we will present this woman to the young master, making her his 2,999th concubine; he will be overjoyed and reward us handsomely,"

"Wrong, Fang Qingying should be the young master's 3,000th concubine; you forgot that Senior Brother Si Ma Chong of the Grand Void Hall sold Fang Qingwei to the young master for five million Pure Yang Pills and a condition. She is actually his 2,999th concubine. Heh, she is now on the Star Emperor Dragon Bed with him, yin‑yang united,"

"It is said that Fang Qingwei is Fang Qingxue's younger sister; the young master will eventually use her to find Fang Qingxue. However, when Si Ma Chong sold Fang Qingwei, he claimed it would grant double happiness through her. What exactly is this double happiness…"

The six Wuji Star Palace disciples chatted enthusiastically via telepathy, and Fang Qingying, as if playing a role, remained unaware that dozens of thousands of li behind them, a war chariot was tailing at a distance.

That was the Che Yuan war chariot that Chen Zhengxin had just acquired.

Six men and one woman kept flying.

A quarter‑hour passed in the blink of an eye.

The seven finally entered the sphere of influence of the Feather Ascension Sect, flying toward the Great Virtue Dynasty.

In the distant sky above the Great Virtue Dynasty, a chair hovered, oddly shaped and huge, resembling a grand bed.

Its frame was unmistakably forged from precious Celestial Crystal, the same material as the Human Emperor's Pen.

The side was carved with nine lifelike Ancient Celestial Dragons.

The headboard was inlaid with fragrant jade stones that glittered, exuding luxury; they were the rare Celestial Fragrant Pure‑Heart Stones of the cultivation world, capable of dispelling heart demons, refining spirit, and accelerating realm advancement.

The Celestial Dragons, Celestial Crystals, and Celestial Fragrant Pure‑Heart Stones were not the most striking; most striking was the headboard's top, which bore a human‑head‑sized sphere.

The sphere is fire‑red, like a small sun, yet its radiance is restrained, a mighty divine brilliance gathers without dispersing, spinning slickly, utterly uncanny.

This is a star core!

The Star Core is a treasure born from the essence inside a star, requiring tens of billions of years to condense into form.

Among the countless billions of stars in the universe, not a single one may possess a Star Core.

Because once a star has a Star Core, it can draw energy from the cosmos on its own and, over long ages, transform into a permanent star.

And the Star Core is also a natural upper‑grade Dao Artifact embryo; any cultivator who obtains it, without needing a Fifth‑rank Immortal to intervene, can gradually turn it into an upper‑grade Dao Artifact.

It is easy to imagine how precious a Star Core is.

Whoever so wealthy and extravagant set such a precious Star Core into a chair‑sized bed?

There are two people on the chair.

One is of balanced build, handsome, wearing a pleasant smile, eyes full of wickedness—the Lord Chu Nan spoken of by the six disciples of the Wu Ji Star Palace.

The other gazes blankly at the sky, expression indecipherable between crying and laughing—Fang Qingwei.

Hua Tiandu no longer shows any trace of the former senior brother of the Feather Ascension Gate; after all, he was first harshly humiliated and stripped of everything by Chen Zheng, then avenged by Si Ma Chong.

In the end, he was sold by Si Ma Chong to Lord Chu Nan for five million Pure Yang Pills.

All this suffering made his life feel worse than death.

If he were an ordinary person, he would have long since been unable to bear the blows and gone completely mad.

Hua Tiandu's hatred toward Chen Zheng deepened further.

"Si Ma Chong, you speak well; for reasons unknown this woman indeed gives me double the pleasure, five million Pure Yang Pills well spent."

Lord Chu Nan, refreshed and composed, dressed, leapt from the big bed to stand upon the clouds, moving beside Si Ma Chong who was gazing toward the Feather Ascension Gate.

Si Ma Chong quickly clasped his hands and laughed, "Lord of the North Dipper Hall, don't forget the condition you promised me—help me find Chen Zheng."

"Rest assured."

Lord Chu Nan nodded, then asked in puzzlement, "Is the Chen Zheng you mentioned truly a true‑line disciple of the Feather Ascension Gate? Why, when I previously searched within the Gate for Fang Qingxue and had several disciples' souls examined, did none of their memories contain any information about Chen Zheng?"

Si Ma Chong was surprised, "How could that be? I investigated thoroughly; Chen Zheng is indeed a true‑line disciple of the Feather Ascension Gate, introduced by Fang Qingxue. Their relationship is ambiguous, and many say the two have become Dao companions."

He learned of Chen Zheng's identity and of his killing of his brother Si Ma Teng on the Land of the Five Elements from a few Free Cultivators who had witnessed that battle.

To prevent those Free Cultivators from deceiving him, he also conducted soul‑searches on many people across the Xuanhuang Great World, and indeed there was not a single falsehood.

Yet Lord Chu Nan also performed soul‑searches on some Feather Ascension Gate disciples; why did none of their memories reveal Chen Zheng?

Could it be that Chen Zheng is not a member of the Feather Ascension Gate, or that the memories of the disciples Si Ma Chong examined have been erased?

"Chen Zheng and Fang Qingxue actually have such a relationship?" Lord Chu Nan roared in anger.

"Hmm, why did you return so quickly?"

At that moment, Lord Chu Nan suddenly looked into the distance and saw the six Wu Ji Star Palace disciples flying toward him, his anger intensifying.

He had sent the six out to gather beauties for his grand scheme of making every stunning maiden of the myriad heavens his harem, yet they returned less than an hour after departing.

Is this taking his orders lightly?

Lord Chu Nan's fury was fully ignited; he was about to unleash it and slash the six.

But when he saw Fan Qingying trailing behind the six, his anger instantly ebbed, and a lewd light flared in his eyes.

He even couldn't help licking his lips.

"Lord, with all due respect, we have procured for you a peerless beauty named Fang Qingying; are you satisfied?"

The six swiftly flew close, yielding Fan Qingying, and with sycophantic faces bowed deeply before Lord Chu Nan.

"Ha ha! Excellent, exceedingly excellent. I am very pleased with such a supreme beauty; today we shall consummate in this very chamber!" Lord Chu Nan roared with wild laughter, reaching out a massive hand to embrace Fan Qingying.

Fan Qingying stepped back half a pace, evading Lord Chu Nan's filthy hand, and, biting her red lips, said, "Lord, I have already taken an oath: whoever avenges my father's murder, I will spend the night with that person."

"Oh?" Lord Chu Nan, angry again, cast a cold gaze at the six disciples before him.

"Yes, Lord…" the six hurriedly nodded, recounting in detail how they met Fan Qingying and how she was pursued by a demon lord.

Lord Chu Nan's expression softened a bit, turned his head toward Fan Qingying, as if looking at a tempting delicacy to savor, but ultimately did not press, and asked in a warm, gentle voice, "Beauty, who is the murderer of your father?"

Fan Qingying gritted her teeth and said, "It is Chen Zheng."

"Chen Zheng!"

Lord Chu Nan's eyes flashed with murderous intent, his anger turning to a grin, "Chen Zheng not only covets Fang Qingxue, but is also the murderer of your father, beauty! Very well, I will act personally and ensure he never sees tomorrow's sun!"

Si Ma Chong heard this, furrowed his brow, as if thinking Chen Zheng's fate belonged to him and no one else could claim it.

But he said little; he knew Lord Chu Nan's power far exceeded that of an ordinary Second‑rank Immortal.

"Chen Zheng!"

Hua Tiandu also heard Lord Chu Nan's words; the gloom in his eyes regained a trace of brilliance, all spiteful.

Fan Qingying smiled, saying to Lord Chu Nan, "You are truly domineering. Yet Chen Zheng is no trivial matter; his Seventh‑level divine power can slay ancient titans."

"Seventh‑level divine power can slay ancient titans?"

Lord Chu Nan was greatly surprised, then a wicked grin curved his mouth: "If Chen Zheng is so defiant of Heaven, I actually feel a bit reluctant to kill him; perhaps let him submit wholly to me, become my slave, and watch me and you, the beauty, and Fang… day and night."

Before he could finish, a voice from the heavens rang out, "Just by saying that, you are doomed. Heaven and earth, no one can ever save your wretched life!"

The voice was chilling to the extreme, as if the supreme True Demon were spitting truth, intending to turn the mortal world into a furnace and devour all beings.

A massive ancient war chariot materialized across the horizon, and the voice emanated from it.

"Who are you!" Lord Chu Nan exclaimed, staring at the war chariot.

But no one answered.

The war chariot's curtain automatically lifted, and a Golden Core shot out, forged of gold, its immortal golden rays like the splendor of the Dao, boundless and infinite, illuminating the nine heavens.

The Golden Core spun at such a speed that words failed to describe it, whizzing to Lord Chu Nan's crown and settling with a thud; its terrifying pressure swept a hundred thousand li, shaking heaven and earth, shattering mountains and rivers!

(End of Chapter)