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The Complicated Thing

In a place in the forest that was beginning to rain, there were over a hundred masked men led by the purple-coated man.

"In the order there is no description of dealing with the Beiyang Sect, and the main target cannot be found? How are you going to be responsible for this?" Ho Sanbi gritted her teeth.

"Sorry leader!" All the masked men immediately knelt behind him.

"Send order! Since the main target was already poisoned just assume he was dead, and the other two targets were within the protection of the Beiyang Sect. The plan can't continue." Said Ho Sanbi in a cold tone.

"Yes" replied all the masked men immediately.

The poison that Chen Fan drank was a dark scorpion poison, it was a deadly and extremely vicious poison. Although Chen Fan's whereabouts are unknown, Ho Sanbi must inevitably assume Chen Fan has died from drinking the Dark Scorpion's poison which will damage the blood flow and meridians in the body.

"Although we didn't kill the target this time, capturing Chen Wei and Luo Yifei was already very calculated." Ho Sanbi murmured, "With Chen Wei and Luo Fangyin having been captured, I'm not afraid that one of the major Clans won't be unhappy."

Meanwhile, Chen Fan's condition was unconscious, after falling from the cliff he fell into the river and was washed away by a fairly swift water wave.

A few hours passed, the rain had subsided and Chen Fan was on the banks of the river.

"Whoa-wrong, according to the vision of the stars. This is the man."

A man with pale complexion dressed neatly smiled strangely as he looked at Chen Fan, as if he had seen a miracle.

Di grabbed Chen Fan and then held him away.

In the quiet night.

Chen Fan instantly opened his eyes in shock.

He suddenly felt his entire body made of porridge, as if he was in a dream, but this felt much more real than that. Every inch of skin, every bone in his body, feels pain.

"You're finally awake too."

When a voice sounded within his ear, he immediately turned his face to the source of the sound.

Chen Fan looked at a man standing beside him, the man had a crazy facial expression with pale skin. Even so the man wore fine silk clothes and looked like a wise man.

"Who are you?" Ask Chen Fan.

"My name is Ling Tian." Ling Tian introduced himself proudly, then he said, "Just calm down, I have closed your meridian points to prevent the poison from gnawing all over your body."

"Thank you." Chen Fan was relieved.

Chen Fan was currently unable to move, but he took advantage of this state to meditate overnight.

On a sunny morning in a room in the Beiyang Sect.

Three beautiful women sat down and drank tea.

Soon a man came and reported, "Third elder, Chen Fan's whereabouts are nowhere to be found. We had traced the stream all over the hill and were unable to get the slightest clue, whereas the two old men Chen Fan were also nowhere to be found. By the time we got there the inn they had had already been crushed into rubble."

"Dad..."

"Mother..."

The news made Chen Mei Ying and Chen Mengmei cry, they were both very sad. They had never imagined such a tragedy befalling his family.

"It seems like something strange happened... Does this have anything to do with the ten great families?" Frowning Ji Ruanyu thought seriously, "Chen Wei... Luo Fangyin's... Waita minute..."

Seeing Ji Ruanyu's strange expression, Chen Mengmei asked, "What's the teacher?"

"Do you guys from small really live in the village?" Ji Ruanyun looked at him with serious eyes.

"Yes we are from childhood already living in the village." Answer Chen Mengmei.

"Hm... The Chen Clan and the Luo Clan are the ten great clans, and both of my disciple's parents share the same clan. Interesting this was really interesting, "Inner Ji Ruanyu, then she turned her face to the man in front of her, "Go to the Chen Clan and Luo Clan, get as much information as possible before returning."

"Good." After saluting, the man left.

Ji Ruanyu was sure that if this matter was related to the ten great families, problems were frequent these days, and it was possible that the plains of Huaxia would soon be volatile.

Three days had passed, and Chen Fan had started to be able to stand up and walk even though he had to walk slowly. He knew the poison he had in his body was extremely ferocious, but the Hell Flame in his body could neutralize the poison, added a man who called his name Ling Tian who performed the treatment could maximize Chen Fan's Hell Flame to be able to neutralize the poison.

Every day Chen Fan regularly practiced meditation and practiced martial arts, with the help of Ling Tian medicinal pills he was able to speed up his treatment.

A month passed, and Chen Fan's body almost completely recovered.

He is currently training on the hill.

Chen Fan closed his eyes to experience the state of mind in the Lightning Destruction Sword Style.

Not long after, he opened his eyes and his body trembled with force, the steel sword in his hand swinging at extreme speed.

With endless lightning bolts appearing on his sword, Chen Fan's sword started faster and faster. Slowly, as if the lightning bolt was striking the surroundings, wherever the lightning was, the sword would follow. As he sat down, his qinya emptied, he gasped for breath and was filled with sweat.

"As expected of the Lightning Sword Style, it used a lot of qi."

As the class of sword arts got higher, the consumption of qi increased. The Lightning Sword Style was the first movement of the Lightning Destruction Sword Martial Art.

After his qi was replenished. Chen Fan continued to process and repeat the process.

The sky was getting dark and the night was coming, Chen Fan decided to stop his sword practice and return to Ling Tian's wooden house.

Entering the house, Chen Fan was greeted by Ling Tian, "You're back, there's something I want to talk about."

Chen Fan only stared but did not reply.

"Tomorrow we will go to the devil's hill, the sky prophecy says you must go there." Ling Tian explained.

Chen Fan knew that during the night he often saw Ling Tian staring at the sky and focused on the stars, and he was thinking whether this Ling Tian was a fortune teller?

With a flat face Chen Fan replied, "I don't want to. I better heal myself to be able to go home soon."

Frowning Ling Tian said, "Do you not know thank you, I am doing this for you as well."

Sighing lazily, Chen Fan replied, "Alright..."