Chapter 148 Name?

The Ancestor of Great Chu's voice trembled, hoarse like a worn-out bellows being pulled.

Fear, like a cold, giant hand, tightly gripped his heart.

"The Eastern Continent absolutely cannot have a powerhouse like you! Even Master Chen, who is currently hailed as the number one in the Eastern Continent, could never accomplish this! You are definitely not a nobody! Who exactly are you?!"

This question was also the doubt in the hearts of everyone present.

Everyone was holding their breath, waiting for this mysterious powerhouse's answer.

Even Master Chen below, although he already had that shocking conjecture in his heart, still pricked up his ears, wanting to hear the final confirmation.

In mid-air.

Chen Pufan held the spring and autumn brush, his posture as straight as a pine.

Facing the Ancestor of Great Chu's questioning, a complex look flashed through his eyes, which were as deep as the starry sky.

Say his name?

How satisfying that would be.

Telling the world that the Book Saint of Qingping had returned would be enough to make the entire Eastern Continent boil and cause the reputation of Qingping Academy to instantly reach its peak.

However...

Chen Pufan slightly lowered his eyelids, and sighed softly in his heart.

He could not say it.

At least not now, absolutely not.

Reversing yin and yang to return from the dead was a taboo that violated the iron laws of the Heavenly Dao.

Even those high and mighty Martial Emperor powerhouses who ruled over the Central Continent, or even the more terrifying existences in legends, could not achieve resurrection in the true sense.

At most, they could only possess a body to be reborn or struggle to survive with a remnant soul.

Like him, reshaping his physical body, having a complete soul, and even walking out of the river of time with the memories and insights from his previous life... This was simply a miracle, and also the greatest heresy!

Once his true identity was exposed, it would not just be a matter for the Eastern Continent.

The news would spread across the entire continent like a plague.

By then, the sacred grounds and dynasties of the Central Continent, and even those old monsters who had lived for countless years and were nearing the end of their lifespans, desperate to find the secret to immortality, would swarm over like sharks smelling blood.

They would spare no cost to capture him, slice him up for research, and scour his soul, wanting to dig out the secret of resurrection from him.

Even his master, Ye Haocheng, who had resurrected him, would fall into an irredeemable situation.

Although Ye Haocheng currently had infinite potential and mysterious methods, he had not yet truly grown up.

He could still fight against a Martial Venerable, but if he faced a Martial Saint or Martial Emperor... that was the difference between an ant and a dragon.

"For the sake of my master's safety, and for this hard-won second life of mine..."

The hesitation in Chen Pufan's eyes instantly dissipated, replaced by a bottomless, chilling coldness.

He slowly raised his head, looked at the Ancestor of Great Chu, and a cold, indifferent sneer curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Who am I?"

"To a dead person, what is the meaning of knowing a name?"

Chen Pufan did not answer directly, but instead, with an even more overbearing and contemptuous attitude, directly pronounced their fate.

Before his words had even faded.

Chen Pufan suddenly raised his left hand, and with his five fingers, he made a fierce grabbing motion towards the tottering great chu ancestral seal in the void.

"Hand it over!"

Boom!

A terrifying suction force erupted, and that ancestral seal, weighing ten thousand jun, flew towards Chen Pufan without any power to resist.

"How dare you!!"

The Ancestor of Great Chu and the other two saw this, their eyes splitting with rage.

That was the lifeline of the Great Chu Dynasty; if it were lost, they would be eternal sinners of the Great Chu Dynasty!

"Come back! Give it back to me!"

The three of them frantically urged their divine sense, attempting to recall the ancestral seal.

However, when their divine sense touched the force field around Chen Pufan's palm, it instantly vanished without a trace, like a clay ox entering the sea.

"Noisy."

Chen Pufan frowned slightly, and on his left hand holding the ancestral seal, a golden flame condensed from righteous energy suddenly erupted.

That was the Confucian 'Righteous Holy Fire', specialized in breaking all delusions and evil marks!

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle—"

The golden flame instantly enveloped the ancestral seal, frantically burning the divine sense imprint on it.

"Ahhhhhhh—!!!"

This time, the screams emitted by the Ancestor of Great Chu and the other two were ten times more miserable than before.

That was the pain of their souls being forcibly stripped away and burned, far exceeding the pain of the physical body by ten thousand times!

They rolled in the air in pain, clutching their heads with both hands, blood flowing from their seven orifices, looking as hideous as evil ghosts.

In just three breaths of time.

With a soft 'pop' sound, the three core divine sense imprints belonging to the Great Chu Imperial Family on the ancestral seal were forcibly wiped clean by Chen Pufan!

The seal, which had been struggling before, instantly became extremely docile, quietly floating in Chen Pufan's palm, without any further resistance.

"Pfft—"

With their divine sense imprints destroyed, the Ancestor of Great Chu and the other two spat out another mouthful of black blood, their auras wilting to the extreme, and even their eyes began to lose focus, clearly having suffered irreversible damage to their Great Dao.

At this moment, let alone being at the peak of the Martial Venerable realm, they were probably not even as good as an ordinary first-level Martial Venerable, completely turning into toothless tigers.

The whole scene was dead silent.

Everyone was watching this scene in horror.

Too ruthless! Too overbearing!

Forcibly seizing an ultimate venerable weapon right in front of them, and then casually wiping away the opponent's divine sense—this was simply slapping the Great Chu Dynasty in the face in public, and even tearing off their skin!

After doing all this, Chen Pufan casually tucked the dull-looking ancestral seal into his sleeve, as if he had just put away an ordinary brick.

Then, he turned around, slightly bowed to the young man in black below, his expression respectful, as if he were a completely different person.

"Master."

Chen Pufan's voice was calm and gentle, completely different from the overbearing manner just now, "These three mice have been severely injured by this old servant; their souls are damaged, and they have no power to resist."

"I wonder how Master intends to... deal with them?"

This scene once again shocked the eyes of everyone present.

Such a terrifying powerhouse who could suppress three Martial Venerables with one hand and withstand an ultimate venerable weapon was actually so servile to Ye Haocheng, calling himself 'this old servant'?

What exactly is Ye Haocheng's background? Could he be a banished immortal from the upper realm?

Ye Haocheng stood with his hands behind his back, slowly raised his head, his gaze passing over Chen Pufan and landing on the three people in mid-air who looked like dead dogs.

His eyes were very cold, as cold as the ice from beneath the Nine Netherworlds, without a trace of warmth.

"How to deal with them?"

Ye Haocheng's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a set of stark white teeth, his smile bright but chilling.

"Since they are distinguished guests of the Great Chu Imperial Family, they should naturally be well entertained."

"Old Chen."

Ye Haocheng extended a finger and lightly pointed at the three people in the air.

"Abolish their cultivation and break their limbs."

"Then... throw them down."

Having said this, Ye Haocheng paused, the killing intent in his eyes instantly erupting, stinging everyone's skin like a physical substance.

"This seat wants to... slaughter them with my own hands!"

"Yes, Master."

Chen Pufan agreed crisply and neatly, without the slightest hesitation, as if Ye Haocheng had asked him to kill not three Martial Venerables, but three chickens.

He straightened up, turned slowly, and walked towards the Ancestor of Great Chu and the other two, step by step.

With every step he took, his aura became heavier, like an ancient sacred mountain pressing down, making it difficult for the Ancestor of Great Chu and the other two to even breathe.

"No... don't come over..."

At this moment, the Ancestor of Great Chu was finally afraid.

As an uncle of the Great Chu Emperor, he had killed countless people in his life and had never imagined that one day he would face such a desperate situation where others were the knife and he was the fish.

The fear of death completely shattered all his pride and dignity.

"I am the Ancestor of Great Chu! You cannot kill me! If you kill me, the Great Chu Dynasty will fight you to the death!"

The Ancestor of Great Chu roared hysterically, trying to use his last trump card to intimidate the other party.

But Chen Pufan's footsteps did not pause at all, and the expression on his face remained that indifference, as if looking at trash.

Seeing that the threat was ineffective, the Ancestor of Great Chu panicked, completely panicked.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at Master Chen in the distance, who had not made a move, a strong desire for survival erupting in his eyes.

"Master Chen! Chen Daoming!"

"Save me! For the sake of us both being on the righteous path of the Eastern Continent, save us!"

"We are willing to pay compensation! We are willing to apologize! As long as you save us this time, the Great Chu Imperial Family will owe Qingping Academy a massive favor!"

"This is Qingping Academy; you cannot just watch us get killed on your turf!"

The other two, Chu Beiming and Chu Xifeng, also seemed to have grabbed a lifeline and were crying out for help.

"Dean Chen! Help!"

"We don't want to die! Please, make a move!"

At this moment, where was their demeanor as Martial Venerable powerhouses?

They were completely like three death row prisoners about to be executed.

Hearing these miserable cries for help, Master Chen in the distance shuddered violently.

He looked at the three miserable old men in the air, his heart filled with mixed feelings.

Although the Great Chu Imperial Family was overbearing, these three were, after all, seniors who had been famous for a long time and had had some dealings with the Academy.

If these three truly died miserably here today, the Academy and the Great Chu Dynasty would completely break ties, and it would inevitably lead to the Great Chu Dynasty's nationwide retaliation, at which point lives would be ruined...

As the Dean of the Academy, he had a responsibility to maintain the peace of the Academy.

"This..."

Master Chen subconsciously took half a step forward, his lips moving slightly, as if he wanted to plead for mercy, or rather, wanted to stop this final slaughter.

However.

At the very moment he had just made a move.

Chen Pufan, who was walking towards the Ancestor of Great Chu, suddenly stopped, as if he had eyes in the back of his head.

He did not turn back, but slightly turned his face and glanced at Master Chen with his peripheral vision.

Just one glance.

There were no words, and no pressure was released.

In that gaze, it contained a kind of majesty stemming from the depths of his bloodline, a warning from an elder to a junior, and a kind of... indifference that he would clean up the sect if he didn't obey.

"Little Chen, do you want to teach me how to do things?"

This voice was not spoken aloud, but it resounded directly in the depths of Master Chen's sea of consciousness like a great bell.