Chapter 412

Inside the study of the Xuanxin Island villa, sandalwood curled.

Ye Wentian was leaning over the desk dealing with military affairs. Hearing the familiar footsteps, he looked up and saw Chen Fan pushing the door and entering. A smile appeared on his face immediately, and he put down a stack of documents: "Little Fan is here, sit down quickly."

Chen Fan sat down on the pear wood chair opposite, his gaze sweeping over the files piled on the desk, and asked with concern: "Master, have there been any signs of the Beast Worship Cult attacking the city in the past two days? The last city massacre was caused by me, and I always feel a bit uneasy in my heart."

"Don't worry." Ye Wentian picked up the teacup and pushed it to Chen Fan, his tone firm, "Your Uncle Liang has already ordered nationwide 24/7 monitoring of all places. If the Beast Worship Cult has any unusual movements, the news will be transmitted over at the first opportunity."

Chen Fan took the teacup and took a sip: "The Beast Worship Cult is vengeful, I'm afraid they will vent their anger on ordinary people. This matter was caused by me. Once the Beast Worship Cult takes action, please be sure to notify me at the first opportunity, I also want to rush to the battlefield."

Chen Fan said again: "By the way, Master, about the Three-Eyed Blue Blood Race in the East Sea seabed that I mentioned to you last time, have you and Uncle Liang discussed a disposal plan?"

The smile on Ye Wentian's face faded, replaced by a bit of solemnity. He tapped the table lightly: "Three days ago, we sent a Martial Saint who was best at water to investigate. The strength of that Three-Eyed Blue Blood Race branch far exceeded expectations—there were thirteen Martial Saint peaks alone! With the current military strength of the human race, we simply cannot confront them head-on. However, they seem not to dare to emerge rashly."

"Why is this?" Chen Fan didn't understand.

"They are, after all, a race eliminated from the previous era. The Ghost Race will not allow them to exist. That group of Three-Eyed Blue Blood Race living in the Earth Core World might not be specifically targeted by the Ghost Race, but this branch of Three-Eyed Blue Blood Race living under the water is too powerful. As long as they dare to destroy the current balance, I believe the Ghost Race absolutely has the means to deal with them."

Chen Fan agreed with this. After all, that branch of Three-Eyed Blue Blood Race under the sea was so strong yet so timid, they must be afraid of something.

Perhaps they would only dare to emerge after they broke through to the Martial God realm.

"Humanity's strength is still too weak." Chen Fan sighed in his heart.

Immediately after, he took out a jade bottle.

"Master, this is the blood extracted from the heart of 'Punishment', take a look and see if it is useful to you! The reason why that group of Three-Eyed Blue Blood Race in the seabed can give birth to so many peak Martial Saints is by relying on the blood of 'Punishment'."

"Oh?" Ye Wentian was immediately interested. He picked up the jade bottle and observed it for a moment, his eyes lighting up.

"It really is a good thing. No wonder Great Elder Geluote of the Three Tribes asked me for that heart time and time again."

Ye Wentian said and poured a small half-bottle directly into his mouth. The essence blood had just entered his throat when it turned into a scorching warm current that swept through his whole body. Ye Wentian immediately closed his eyes, and a faint halo appeared around his body.

After only half a stick of incense time, he opened his eyes abruptly, the halo converged suddenly, his tone full of amazement: "Good fellow! With just this little amount, it actually enhanced the physique I tempered for a lifetime by a full 10%!"

"10%?!" Chen Fan was also shocked and straightened his body. Ye Wentian was a top powerhouse ranked tenth on the Martial Saint Top 100 Ranking, and his physique had almost been polished to the extreme. Every point of improvement was as difficult as ascending to heaven. This 10% increase was enough to raise his combat power to a higher level!

"Master, please use it!" Chen Fan said and took out a purple sandalwood box from his storage ring. After opening it, there were dozens of jade bottles neatly arranged inside.

"The heart of 'Punishment' contained more essence blood than I imagined, a full 5,000 milliliters, filling a hundred bottles." Chen Fan said with a smile.

Ye Wentian looked at the box full of jade bottles, his eyes full of gratification, but only took ten bottles from it: "I'll take ten bottles, any more and the body will develop drug resistance, and the absorption effect will be much worse. These ten bottles might allow me to break through to the peak Martial Saint realm."

Speaking to the end, a trace of longing flashed in Ye Wentian's eyes. Obviously, he had longed for that realm for a long time.

Chen Fan was overjoyed upon hearing this: "If Master can break through to the peak Martial Saint, the ranking on the Top 100 Ranking will definitely rush forward, perhaps being able to confront the Dragon Venerable head-on!"

He immediately took out another ten bottles and pushed them over, "Send these ten bottles to Uncle Liang. If he can also break through, the strength of my Daxia will definitely usher in a qualitative leap!"

Ye Wentian looked at Chen Fan, the gratification in his eyes almost overflowing, and patted him heavily on the shoulder: "Good apprentice! Heart embracing the world!"

"Only with a country can there be a home, I understand this principle." Chen Fan smiled, changed the subject, and took out the heart emitting a faint red light from his storage ring, "Master, I want to connect this heart to my own body, help me see if it has been tampered with by the Beast Worship Cult."

"What?" A look of shock flashed on Ye Wentian's face, and he hurriedly took the heart to check, "It is true that this heart can increase your combat power by three times, but the energy it contains is too violent, can your body withstand that backlash force?"

"Master, don't worry, in terms of recovery ability, no one can surpass me!" As he said, Chen Fan performed a rapid switch between flesh and blood and thunder in his body.

This scene almost made Ye Wentian's eyeballs pop out. He stared at Chen Fan fixedly: "Little Fan, you are... I remember your ability is the SSS-grade Thunder-Devouring Sacred Body, when did you have this ability?"

Chen Fan chuckled, carrying a bit of mystery: "Master, my ability broke through long ago, now it is God-level."

"God-level?" Ye Wentian frowned, "Since when did the ability level have a God-level?"

"It is the realm above SSS-grade."

"God-level, above SSS-grade." Ye Wentian repeated these few sentences repeatedly. He laughed loudly abruptly, his eyes staring at Chen Fan scorching hot: "I, Ye Wentian, although I didn't become the number one in the world, my apprentice's talent is absolutely the number one in the world! No, the number one in all ages!"

Chen Fan was somewhat embarrassed by the praise, touched his nose: "Master, look at the heart first, the Beast Worship Cult's means are impossible to guard against."

Ye Wentian then collected his mind, placed the heart in his palm, and spread out his Martial Saint aura to the fullest, checking it carefully.

Concerning Chen Fan's life, he didn't dare to be the slightest bit careless. Every time his fingertips touched the heart, it was accompanied by a wisp of pure aura penetrating deep into it.

After a full quarter of an hour, he breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head: "There is no abnormality."

"It seems I was overthinking it, perhaps the Indestructible Tribulation Blood in the hands of the Beast Worship Cult was passed down from the previous era." Chen Fan took the heart, and the last trace of concern in his heart vanished.

"Connecting the heart is extremely dangerous, I will guard by your side throughout." Ye Wentian's tone was solemn, "Once there is any energy abnormality, I can take action to suppress it at the first opportunity."

"Thank you, Master!"

For the next day, Chen Fan did not rush to perform the heart connection, but devoted himself to preparation.

He operated his ability in a secret room on Xuanxin Island to comb through his meridians, adjusted his state to the peak, and at the same time familiarized himself with the energy fluctuations of the Indestructible Tribulation Blood, laying a foundation for fusing the new heart.

Early the next morning, everything was ready. Chen Fan stepped into the secret room, took off his upper garment, and prepared to connect the heart.