52: Chapter 51 Stealing the House

Hearing this, Chang Yufei's face darkened, and anger instantly ignited in her heart.

In past duels, her opponents were always waiting for her in the Secret Realm early; not a single person had dared to leave her waiting for this long.

Consequently, Chang Yufei didn't even bother with polite pleasantries; she raised her hand and cast a spell, sending it toward Li Fan.

"Catching me off guard, a good tactic."

Seeing Chang Yufei attack without a word, Li Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, whispering in his heart.

"Then let me test your level first."

With that, he leaped lightly, spinning to easily dodge the water spears shot by Chang Yufei, and took the opportunity to lash out with two streams of Sword Qi.

A flash of sword light illuminated the sea surface, the sheer power causing waves to surge into the sky.

The stirred-up waves broke apart, and Chang Yufei charged straight out.

She chanted a spell, and her unique Spirit Reflection manifested.

"Three Thousand Ripples."

Her water-attribute Spiritual Root was perfectly suited to the Secret Realm terrain.

Consequently, countless water droplets flew out from the sea surface, resembling an inverted rainstorm.

"Can't touch that."

Seeing these water droplets, Li Fan made a judgment instantly.

He immediately responded, crossing his hands in front of him, palms facing inward, ten fingers pointing toward the sky.

Then, he flipped his palms and swept his hands around him.

Nearly a hundred streams of Sword Qi shot out simultaneously, slicing through the incoming water droplets and clearing the surroundings.

At this moment, except for the areas swept by the Sword Qi, the Secret Realm space was filled with dense water droplets.

Chang Yufei brought her two fingers together and pointed at Li Fan from a distance.

Countless water droplets transformed into sharp blades, locking onto Li Fan and flying toward him.

Although the strength of the blades formed by many water droplets only equaled one of Li Fan's Sword Qi, they had the advantage of being endless.

The waves surged, and the inverted rainstorm was continuous.

After a bout of confrontation, the water droplets in the space instead became increasingly dense.

"As expected of the ninth-ranked, she does have some skill."

Sighing, Li Fan unleashed successive streams of Sword Qi to respond.

Although his total amount of Spiritual Qi was substantial, continuing to drain it like this was not a sustainable method.

With a thought, he recalled the move he had realized during his duel with Qin Tianyu just now.

This move could be considered his Physique manifestation; although its power didn't match the strength when he first resonated with the dao sword, it was sufficient.

He formed a seal with one hand, looking completely unremarkable, without any flashy prelude.

He whispered two words.

"World Burning..."

A flash of golden light illuminated the Secret Realm, dazzling and bright, before returning to normal in an instant.

When they looked again, the vast sea had vanished into thin air; within this space, not a single drop of water remained.

"Cough... cough..."

Chang Yufei, in mid-air, bent over, clutching her throat and coughing dryly.

The water shield generated by her protective Spiritual Qi had blocked that strike for her.

But at this moment, she felt her mouth and throat parched, as if her throat had been poked over a dozen times with a burning fire poker.

A playful look appeared on Li Fan's face; he did not give Chang Yufei a chance to catch her breath.

Several streams of Sword Qi slashed over in a crisscrossing pattern, leaving no room for escape.

Watching the Sword Qi fly toward her, Chang Yufei found that the Spiritual Qi within her body stubbornly refused to circulate, and despair arose in her heart.

"Could it be that I am about to lose?"

However, the incoming Sword Qi suddenly, halfway there...

"What's happening! Cultivator Li Fan's Sword Qi actually disappeared halfway there!"

Outside the arena, the specially invited commentator for this top-ten duel shouted passionately.

"Could it really be as Golden Core Xuanyue said, that Cultivator Li Fan's move just now consumed too much Spiritual Qi?"

"He's running out of steam!?"

Golden Core Xuanyue nodded and spoke firmly.

"This move has an intimidating momentum; even a Golden Core Cultivator would consume a great deal to achieve this level, let alone a Foundation Establishment second-layer Cultivator."

"Junior Brother Li Fan was likely making a desperate last stand, and now he is probably unable to sustain it."

"Bullshit!"

Xun Wanjiang screamed hoarsely in her heart under the stage.

"Li Fan... Li Fan... Li Fan he..."

"He hasn't exhausted his Spiritual Qi at all; he, he can still fight..."

Her eyes were bloodshot as she stared fixedly at the big screen.

"Right... how could Li Fan's Spiritual Qi be exhausted? Impossible!"

Whether Li Fan's Spiritual Qi was exhausted or not, no one behind the screen could be certain.

Currently, besides himself, only Chang Yufei, who was in the Secret Realm, knew best.

Under her perception.

The Spiritual Qi swirling around Li Fan was as bottomless as an abyss; there was no sign of it being exhausted at all.

Yet the Sword Qi he slashed out truly looked like it was running out of steam.

Chang Yufei could not understand it at all, and suddenly, a guess emerged in her mind.

"Could he be acting?"

The question surged into her mind, and Chang Yufei was not quite sure either.

Consequently, she exhausted the remaining Spiritual Qi in her body, condensed it into a water spear, and thrust it toward Li Fan, intending to test him.

The water spear was not fast; even Chang Yufei in her current poor state could have dodged it.

But she watched as Li Fan, who had a strong aura, was struck by the water spear head-on.

Then, he made a fake, stiff "Ah!" sound.

He fell to the ground and immediately made a gesture of surrender.

Thus, the duel ended, and Chang Yufei won.

"Why?" She wondered in her heart.

Chang Yufei asked herself if she would seek some conveniences.

For example, making secret arrangements to change the duel's Secret Realm to a sea surface that suited her better.

However, she had never done the rumored act of bribing contestants.

"Could he be trying to curry favor with me?"

However, Li Fan left the Secret Realm without even looking back; there was no sign of any intention to make friends.

Watching his retreating figure, Chang Yufei stopped pondering and just chuckled lightly.

"An interesting man."

The C-Class ranking had ended; since there was no betting this time, Li Fan did not go to find Xun Wanjiang.

Clutching his 100,000 credits, he happily returned to the Spirit Refining Tower.

"Looks like I won't need to come for next year's ranking."

He returned to the Spirit Refining Room.

In the room, besides Wen Xinran, who was still sitting cross-legged in hard cultivation, there was an additional woman—her sister, Wen Xinmei.

She was also sitting cross-legged on the sofa with her eyes closed, likely also Cultivating a Cultivation Technique.

At this moment, Wen Xinmei's figure was like the moon, completely different from her sickly appearance while lying on the apartment bed before.

Li Fan examined her carefully; the sisters were indeed seven or eight parts similar.

However, Wen Xinmei wore wine-red hair that reached her waist, looking more gorgeous and voluptuous, without Wen Xinran's youthful awkwardness.

"Young Master, have you looked enough?"

Wen Xinmei suddenly opened her eyes, startling Li Fan into quickly averting his gaze.

However, Wen Xinmei's eyes were filled with ripples of spring, tender and gentle like water.

"Young Master, if you want to look, then just look."

Li Fan took a step back, sensing something was wrong.

Why did she seem like a different person after staying with Nangong Miao for two days?

Although, he hadn't really understood what kind of person Wen Xinmei was anyway.

Wen Xinmei saw through what Li Fan was thinking.

She stood up and walked close to him, the sweet and cloying fragrance from her body washing over Li Fan's face.

Then, she began to speak on her own.

"These past two days, Sister Miao not only helped me wear down the Spiritual Qi left behind by the Nascent Soul Cultivator in my body,"

"but also helped me achieve a Breakthrough to the Golden Core."

As she spoke, she softly placed her hands on Li Fan's shoulders, meeting his gaze.

"Sister Miao told me to come find Young Master and take something back."

"She was afraid that I would not be a match for you, so she taught me some very formidable spells."

Then she brought her lips close to Li Fan's ear, the breath from her mouth shooting straight to Li Fan's crown.

"Young Master, would you like to... spar a little?"

Li Fan felt his body firmly locked by a powerful aura, unable to move, and he wanted to cry but had no tears in his heart.

'How did she achieve a Golden Core Breakthrough so quickly?'

Wen Xinmei turned Li Fan around, pushed him down onto the sofa, and sat on top of him.

At this moment, Li Fan happened to see the figure beside the Pill Furnace, as if he had seen a lifeline.

"Xinran is still here, doing this is probably... not very good."

Hearing this, Wen Xinmei just smiled enchantingly.

"When I arrived, it was just noon, and my sister had just finished one cycle of Cultivating the Miraculous Heart Manifestation Method."

"Hearing her mention it, this Miraculous Heart Manifestation Method is exactly what she getting Started through Young Master..."

Li Fan did not know why Wen Xinmei would suddenly bring this up.

However, looking at Wen Xinran's figure, which was as steady as Mount Tai, he suddenly realized.

"Cultivating the Miraculous Heart Manifestation Method requires closing off the five senses, immersing oneself in one's original heart, and not being disturbed by external things..."

Before he could finish, Li Fan felt Wen Xinmei undressing him.

"Hehe, as expected of Young Master, you know so much."

Facing Wen Xinmei's praise, Li Fan only felt exceptionally helpless; what could he do against a Golden Core Cultivator?

"I am only at Foundation Establishment!"

Listening to Li Fan's unwilling cry, Wen Xinmei leaned down and said softly.

"Let me see, Young Master..."

"How well you have built this Foundation."

As she finished speaking, Wen Xinmei's expression froze slightly, and she raised her hand to cover the corner of her lips.

"Young Master, the Spirit Platform you built..."

"...how is it so... big?"

...

After a long while, Wen Xinran in front of the Pill Furnace formed a seal, finally finishing another cycle of cultivation.

She looked around and only saw Li Fan sprawled on the sofa.

"Ah! Husband, you're back!"

"Did you see my sister?"

At this time, Wen Xinmei had already finished exploring Li Fan's Foundation Establishment Spirit Platform and had taken the things back to report to Nangong Miao.

Li Fan, on the other hand, was weak all over, somewhat exhausted.

His face even carried a trace of unwillingness...

He had clearly just earned 100,000 credits from the duel.

Before he could even convert them into Medicinal Pills, Wen Xinmei had already taken several hundred million from him.

With such a deficit, unable to make ends meet, no one could withstand it.

He looked up at the innocent Wen Xinran, feeling helpless in his heart.

'Still calling her sister.'

"You don't even know your base has been stolen by your sister."