Chapter 224 Not Enough Gifts To Give
After the members of the Bloodsucker Demon Sect were either killed or captured, the war finally came to an end. A few managed to escape or weren't present that day, but at least 99% of the sect had been wiped out.
From this day forward, the Black Turtle Continent would be ruled by only two major powers, not three.
Fan Ying stopped in front of him, her expression a mix of emotions. She hadn't expected the troublesome disciple they once refused to accept would end up helping them so much.
"Good job, all of you. Thanks to your teamwork, we were able to defeat the Bloodsucker Demon Sect. I'll personally handle your rewards after dealing with the cleanup, but if you have any requests, feel free to ask now."
Su Xiaoli was the first to step forward. She clasped her hands respectfully and said, "Elder, I'd like to ask for help to free my mother. She's being held captive by the Qian Emperor."
Fan Ying looked at Su Xiaoli, slightly confused. She remembered that Su Xiaoli had fought under the Qian family's banner during the Young Generation Competition and was the daughter of the current emperor.
"I'll send an elder to the Qian Empire to resolve this matter," Fan Ying replied.
Su Xiaoli struggled to contain her joy. She quickly bowed deeply. "Thank you, Elder!"
With that, Fan Ying and the other elders headed toward the Bloodsucker Demon Sect's territory.
Huang Xue turned to Feng Fan, curious. "Fan'er, shouldn't we ask for help with the sects trying to kill us in the Qian Empire?"
Feng Fan smiled and shook his head. "There's no need. At best, the Dao Seeking School would force them to stop attacking us, but those snakes would just wait for another chance to strike. I have a better plan. Let's return to the Qian Empire."
Before leaving, Feng Fan glanced at Mao Shun. "Brother Mao, are you coming with us?"
Mao Shun thought for a moment, then shook his head. "For now, I'll stay at the Dao Seeking School. I want to grow stronger, but I promise to visit the Qian Empire someday to see you."
Feng Fan was surprised. He had expected Mao Shun to go claim the throne. "Brother Mao, aren't you going to take your place as the Mao Empire's emperor? You are the rightful heir, after all."
Mao Shun shook his head again. "No, being emperor is temporary. True power comes from personal strength. I want to grow stronger and chase immortality."
Feng Fan smiled and patted his shoulder. "I understand. Then we'll walk this path together, Brother Mao."
With that, Feng Fan, Su Xiaoli, Huang Xue, and Xue Qiang returned to the Qian Empire, while Mao Shun stayed behind at the Dao Seeking School.
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Feng Fan and his group traveled back to the Qian Empire, this time avoiding the Death Plains. Thanks to their high cultivation levels, they moved quickly, and the journey took only a few days.
Feng Fan, Su Xiaoli, Xue Qiang, and Huang Xue hovered in the air, facing the Heavenly Demon Sect.
Their arrival didn't go unnoticed. Mao Yuan, the sect master of the Heavenly Demon Sect, appeared with a wide grin. Behind him stood ten elders, all at the Dao Seeking realm.
"You brats actually dare to show your faces here?" Mao Yuan laughed wildly, convinced he had the upper hand.
Clearly, he hadn't heard the news about Feng Fan's role in helping the Dao Seeking School.
Feng Fan looked at him like he was a fool. 'Does he really think I came here to die?'
A smirk spread across Feng Fan's face. "Old man, I've brought you a gift to thank you for all the hospitality you've shown me over the years. Enjoy!"
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Mao Yuan frowned, confused, but his doubts didn't last long.
'Little Brick, show him our hospitality!'
The Suppression Relic hummed to life, bolts of lightning crackling across its surface. Mao Yuan and the elders stared in horror as heavenly lightning rained down on them.
They didn't even have time to scream before they were reduced to ash.
Feng Fan glanced down at the Heavenly Demon Sect below. He hadn't forgotten how many of their disciples had hunted him and his friends.
'I wonder if I have enough thunder left to burn this place to the ground.'
Holding the Suppression Relic, Feng Fan soared higher into the sky and unleashed bolts of lightning onto the sect's peaks.
The disciples below barely had time to react before the heavenly lightning shattered their defenses like a hot knife through butter. Just like their elders, most of the disciples were turned to ash in an instant.
Those who survived just escaped to the forest, swearing to never come back. The ones who weren't present in the sect were the truly luck ones.
Feng Fan checked the remaining energy in the Suppression Relic.
'Not bad, still 10% left... that should be enough for one more gift to another dear friend.'
Feng Fan turned to the girls. "Go back to the White Crow Sect. I still have one more friend to deal with."
They nodded in unison and left for the White Crow Sect. Su Xiaoli went with them, she couldn't return to the capital yet, as the Dao Seeking School would need a few more days to settle matters with the Qian Emperor.
Feng Fan hurried toward the Blue Dragon Sect, worried they might hear about the Heavenly Demon Sect's destruction if he took too long.
'I can't let them escape so easily after all the trouble I've gone through,' he thought with a grin.
When he arrived at the Blue Dragon Sect, Feng Fan shouted, his voice amplified with spiritual qi to ensure it carried far and wide.
"Cai An, come out and greet your grandfather! I've made time today to teach you a lesson!"
Cai An, the sect master of the Blue Dragon Sect, appeared with a deep frown, accompanied by several elders.
"Feng Fan, you dare show up here alone and insult me? You must have a death wish!"
Feng Fan laughed. "Is that any way to talk to your grandfather? What a disrespectful grandson! Today, I'll teach you some manners!"
Cai An, fed up with Feng Fan's taunts, sent a powerful punch made of spiritual qi toward him. But before the attack could land, lightning erupted from the Suppression Relic, obliterating both his strike and his body.
Cai An barely had time to realize what was happening before he was turned to ash.
The elders stared in horror as their sect master was killed right before their eyes.
"Run!" they screamed, scattering in all directions.
But Feng Fan wasn't about to let them escape so easily.
The Suppression Relic unleashed more bolts of lightning, striking down the fleeing elders. One by one, their bodies were reduced to cinders.
With the job done, Feng Fan glanced down at the Blue Dragon Sect below. A smile spread across his face.
"Ah, it would be rude of me not to give the Blue Dragon Sect disciples a taste of my hospitality as well…"
Just like the Heavenly Demon Sect, the Blue Dragon Sect was reduced to ashes. Feng Fan stared at the ruins with a bitter smile.
"The lightning's all used up… how am I supposed to give a gift to the Heavenly Sword Sect now?"
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