Chapter 409

Chen Fan put away the small jade bottle containing the Indestructible Tribulation Blood, and while pondering, he looked at Snake Venerable's corpse again.

A Martial Saint-level corpse was definitely the best material for cultivating the Other Shore Flower.

"Wait until Black Crow finishes extracting the blood from the heart of 'Punishment', then let him send this corpse to Saihe. The Other Shore Flower cultivated with a Martial Saint corpse will definitely make the soul power soar again!"

After putting away the corpse, Chen Fan and Chen Dongliang quickly left this place.

When they stepped out of the Lei Jian Shan other-dimensional entrance, it was already afternoon. The two headed straight for the small town at the foot of the mountain and found a farm stay with a good reputation.

Choosing a quiet private room to sit down, after ordering the dishes, Chen Fan picked up the teacup and took a sip, his tone casual but carrying seriousness, "Old Chen, what are your plans next? Do you want to continue following me, or return to the Qiongxiao Army to resume your post?"

The teacup in Chen Dongliang's hand paused, and a look of hesitation appeared on his face. He was silent for a moment, raised his eyes to look at Chen Fan, his expression solemn: "Young Master, before I talk about my plans, let me ask you one thing first: have you ever offended the Commander of the Qiongxiao Army, Bai Sheng, Bai Renjie?"

"Bai Renjie?" Chen Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, his heart skipping a beat, "Could it be that this Bai Sheng knows that I killed his son, Bai Muyuan?"

Seeing Chen Fan's solemn expression, Chen Dongliang put down the teacup, his voice lowered even more, "I have seen your personal file in Bai Renjie's office at least three times, and there are quite a few red marks marked on it. The personal guards around him are also secretly investigating your whereabouts, obviously paying great attention to you."

Chen Fan's expression became even uglier. Looking at it this way, Bai Renjie should already know that he was the murderer who killed his son, so why hadn't he made a move yet? What was he waiting for?

"Could it be that he is wary of my master?" Chen Fan became more and more frightened as he thought about it.

"Master once said that Bai Sheng is a person with deep city government. Things are either not done, or done directly to kill people! This guy is afraid he is waiting for an opportunity to get rid of me without anyone knowing!"

Chen Fan tapped the table lightly with his fingers, his brain thinking rapidly, "In that case, your returning to the Qiongxiao Army is actually a good choice."

"I think so too." Chen Dongliang hurriedly continued, "I have served in the Qiongxiao Army for many years and have a deep foundation. Returning to resume my post will not arouse suspicion. In this way, I can keep a close eye on Bai Renjie's movements. Once he has any actions targeting you, I can send you a message at the first opportunity and make preparations in advance. Moreover, it is easy to be criticized for resigning from my post to follow you rashly, and returning to the army to serve can also reduce unnecessary trouble."

Chen Fan nodded, deeply agreeing. As a veteran Deputy Commander of the Qiongxiao Army, Chen Dongliang suddenly abandoning his official position to follow him, a "junior," was too eye-catching.

Letting him return to resume his post, being able to act as an eye and stabilize the situation, was indeed the optimal solution.

"Good, let's do as you say." Chen Fan's tone was firm, "If there are any situations later, report to me at any time."

Not long after, the boss brought the food, and the aroma instantly filled the entire private room, temporarily diluting the heavy atmosphere. The two stopped talking about serious matters and began to enjoy lunch.

That night, the two stayed in a nearby city.

Early the next morning, when the two were eating breakfast, Chen Fan's mobile phone suddenly vibrated frantically.

An emergency push popped up on the screen, the title particularly eye-catching—《Beast Worship Cult Declares War! Ten City Massacre Warnings, Demanding Daxia Hand Over Chen Fan! 》.

Chen Fan's expression changed drastically, and he immediately clicked on the push.

The page jumped, and a video announcement appeared on the mobile phone screen.

In the video, a cultist wearing a black robe stood in front of a blood-colored altar, his voice hoarse and cold: "Recently, our cult's Bishop Snake Venerable was tragically killed by Daxia's Chen Fan at Lei Jian Shan. To avenge this grievance, our cult has decided to randomly select ten cities within Daxia within one month to launch a city massacre! If the Daxia official is sensible, hand over Chen Fan immediately, and our cult can temporarily delay the action; if you remain stubborn, bear the consequences yourself!"

At the end of the video, a clear photo of Chen Fan was also attached.

This video was like a giant stone thrown into a lake, instantly setting off a huge uproar within Daxia.

Chen Dongliang also immediately took out his mobile phone to check, his expression becoming increasingly ugly: "How could the Beast Worship Cult know that you killed Snake Venerable? And they even dare to threaten so blatantly..."

Chen Fan frowned tightly, his heart also full of doubts. Except for Chen Dongliang, Yan Yuehua, and Yang Chuchu, there were no other witnesses to the killing of Snake Venerable. For the Beast Worship Cult to lock onto him so accurately, there must be unknown channels behind it.

He thought of the Beast God at the first opportunity. Perhaps that one had perceived the truth of the battle through some means, or had witnessed everything that happened through Snake Venerable's soul.

And at this time, the internet had already exploded. At first, when netizens saw the name "Chen Fan," they were still guessing if it was someone with the same name. But when they saw the photo at the end of the video, the entire comment section instantly boiled over.

"Holy crap! Isn't this Fan God? That Chen Fan who became famous in one battle at the Freshman League!"

"Fan God is awesome! Actually killed a Bishop of the Beast Worship Cult! You have to know that the Bishops of the Beast Worship Cult are at least at the Quasi-Martial Saint level!"

"The Beast Worship Cult is too arrogant! Daring to threaten a city massacre? Do they really think Daxia has no one?"

"Protect Fan God! Absolutely cannot hand him over! Fan God is the hero of our Daxia!"

The voices that might have appeared to "hand over Chen Fan in exchange for peace" completely disappeared under the halo of "Fan God."

"Protect Fan God, once Fan God completely grows up, it will be the death date of the Beast Worship Cult!"

"That's right, who is the Beast Worship Cult trying to scare? If the Beast Worship Cult dares to come, I'll be the first to go!"

The threat of the Beast Worship Cult not only failed to make the public compromise but instead stirred up strong national sentiment. Countless people supported Chen Fan online, and even many ability users organized spontaneously, expressing their willingness to participate in actions to protect the city.

In the dormitory of the National Martial Arts University, Chen Fan's former roommates looked at the mobile phone screen, trembling with excitement: "Fan brother is awesome!! Actually killed a Bishop of the Beast Worship Cult, this is too heaven-defying!"

"I always felt we still had a chance to fight side by side with Fan brother, but now it seems we can't even see his taillights." Zhao Mingze's tone carried worship and faint loss.

Inside the office of the Vice Principal of the National Martial Arts University, Huangfu Cheng looked at the announcement on his mobile phone, first shocked, then a gratified smile appeared on his face.

He picked up the teacup on the table and drank it in one gulp: "Good brat, didn't lose face for my National Martial Arts University!"

At the same time, in the Shanhai Pavilion in Kyoto, Liang Zhongshu looked at the video sent by his secretary and remained silent for a long time.

After a full two minutes, he picked up the communication device and ordered: "Seal all posts on the internet that slander Chen Fan, and also notify the local officials of all cities across the country to be closely vigilant about the actions of the Beast Worship Cult. Once any abnormality is discovered, you can talk to me directly."

At the headquarters of the Zhenyuan Army, after Ye Wentian saw this news, he was also extremely surprised. He dialed Chen Fan's phone at the first opportunity.

"Little Fan, did you really kill Snake Venerable?" Ye Wentian's tone rarely carried a bit of tremor.

"It was me, Master... but she was seriously injured, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to kill her."

After receiving an affirmative answer, incomparable pride surged on Ye Wentian's face.

"Little Fan, return to the Zhenyuan Army as soon as possible, so as not to let the Beast Worship Cult find trouble with you. In the Zhenyuan Army, Master can protect you well."

"Thank you, Master." A touch of warmth rose in Chen Fan's heart.