Unrivaled Martial Emperor-Chapter 1013 - Qin Yao and Beishan Hong

The world trembled as the news spread.

No one expected a bold challenge to kill Beishan Hong on the Ji Clan and Sun Moon Divine Sect’s marriage day—let alone that he would accept it.

Like a single stone stirring up a thousand waves, the entire central continent was thrown into chaos, with countless people talking about it.

Among these people, naturally, the Holy Spirit Ancient Nation’s people were included.

“Is this for real? The sovereign’s godson is going to mess up the Ji Clan and the Sun Moon Divine Sect’s marriage alliance in front of countless people and kill Beishan Hong? This... this... My heart almost can’t take it anymore.”

“Who can? My blood nearly boiled over when I heard the news myself!”

“Beishan Hong is not like Zhuge Yan. He is a true monster with unmatched talent and immense strength. No matter how I look at it, Chen Fan doesn’t stand a chance. Is he just throwing his life away?”

“I know, right? It’s the marriage alliance between two overlord class forces. He... how could he dare to?”

“Say... why does he even want to wreck this marriage? Is he somehow related to the Ji Clan’s Qin Yao?”

“Tsk. A connection? It’s more than that.”

With a smirk, another person leaned in. “Hoho, I’ll let you in on a little secret. I heard from my second uncle that when Chen Fan first heard about the marriage, he said—’Qin Yao isn’t just my senior sister. She’s my woman.’”

That youth, whose second uncle was a guard in the imperial palace, smiled proudly, clearly pleased with himself.

“What? Qin Yao is Chen Fan’s woman! My god! No wonder he challenged Beishan Hong. Who could possibly endure watching their woman marry someone else?”

“But this is a marriage alliance between two overlord class forces. This spells disaster for Chen Fan, no matter how you look at it.”

“......”

While the world buzzed with speculation, Chen Fan ignored it all.

In truth, he had deliberately spread the news of his life-and-death battle with Beishan Hong at the Phoenix Stage.

Borrowing the power of the Holy Spirit Ancient Nation, it was effortless to make sure such an explosive piece of news reached every corner of the central continent.

He understood the weight of his actions.

However, he had no choice. There was no way he could stand by and watch Qin Yao marry Beishan Hong—she was his woman!

Even if the Phoenix Stage was a mountain of blades or a sea of flames, he would break through it.

With the challenge issued, Chen Fan went into secluded cultivation.

Be it talent or strength, Beishan Hong far surpassed Zhuge Yan. If Chen Fan wanted to win, he needed to push himself to the absolute limit before the fated day arrived.

Meanwhile, in the imperial palace, a heavy atmosphere filled the grand hall.

Huang Wuji, Di Chen, and the others sat together, their expressions grave.

Chen Fan would go to the Phoenix Stage on the eighth of the tenth month and fight Beishan Hong, wrecking the marriage alliance between two overlord class forces for the sake of taking Qin Yao back.

This was no trivial matter—it was a catastrophe as vast as the sky.

Even with the Holy Spirit Ancient Nation’s backing, they might not be enough to withstand the storm that was coming.

The plot against the Holy Spirit Ancient Nation had been Lei Dongtian’s scheme alone. As for the Ji Clan and the Sun Moon Divine Sect’s marriage alliance, it was openly orchestrated by the two overlord-class forces.

When the time came, the two overlord class forces would not simply watch as Chen Fan messed up the marriage alliance.

Others might hesitate, wary of their statuses and identities, but these two behemoths would not.

“First Senior Brother, have you gotten in contact with Teacher?” Di Chen looked at Huang Wuji and asked.

If they wanted to retreat alive, they needed their teacher Zhang Daoling to step in.

Huang Wuji shook his head and said with a grave expression, “I’ve already sent word to Teacher, but there’s been no reply. I don’t even know if he received it.”

“Then what do we do? If Teacher doesn’t step in, we might not be able to make it out unscathed.” Duanmu Lingxing’s long eyebrows knitted tightly.

They did not blame Chen Fan; they were just worried about him.

A fierce light shot out of Huang Wuji’s eyes as he said, “For now, let’s wait. We’ll reassess the situation when the time comes. If Little Junior Brother defeats Beishan Hong, I don’t think the Sun Moon Divine Sect will have the face to go through with the marriage alliance.”

“For now, it seems like that’s all we can do, but that Beishan Hong is no ordinary foe. I’m afraid...”

“Hmph, who cares about Beishan Hong? Our Peerless Peak is unrivaled in the world!”

......

A majestic palace hall in the Sun Moon Divine Sect:

A handsome youth was sitting cross-legged on a mat, cultivating silently. A powerful aura emanated from him, accompanied by the faint sound of a dragon’s cry.

This person was none other than Beishan Hong.

A short while later, Beishan Hong slowly exhaled. His breath condensed into the shape of a tiny dragon, swirling in the air before dispersing.

“Chen Fan, huh, a disciple of the Peerless Peak. Hoho, on the eighth of the tenth month, I, Beishan Hong, shall cut you down before countless witnesses. This is the price for provoking my dignity. No one can save you!”

A cold light flashed across Beishan Hong’s eyes.

......

In a chamber palace at the Great Jin Imperial Court, an exceptionally beautiful woman sat in front of the window, looking at the scenery outside, but she appeared indescribably worried.

She was none other than Qin Yao.

“Xiaofan...”

A look of worry flashed in Qin Yao’s eyes. Her thoughts drifted to the countless memories she shared with Chen Fan.

Naturally, the outside news had reached her ears.

She felt very moved inside that Chen Fan had come to the central continent, and challenged Beishan Hong to a life-and-death battle. However, she was also very worried that Chen Fan would be no match for Beishan Hong.

Although Chen Fan was a disciple of the Peerless Peak with monstrous talent and immense strength, being capable of fighting those above his level, such feats were only impressive against ordinary cultivators.

And Beishan Hong? He was anything but ordinary.

......

At that very moment, deep within the forbidden grounds of the Holy Spirit Ancient Nation’s imperial palace.

Ordinary people, and even members of the royal bloodline, were forbidden from setting foot on these sacred grounds without Zhuge Qingfeng’s permission.

Chen Fan sat within, deep in seclusion.

The aura emanating from Chen Fan was very tremendous, indicating that his cultivation had improved significantly again.

However, he had only broken through to the sixth-level Manifestation realm recently, after all. Even with Zhuge Qingfeng’s abundant resources, a further breakthrough in such a short period was nearly impossible.

Cultivation was not merely a matter of resources. There were also many other important factors, such as the strength of one’s Martial Soul, their comprehension of the Dao of martial arts, one’s state of mind, and much more.

Chen Fan slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a mouthful of turbid qi.

“There’s only a month and a half left. It’s impossible to break through to the seventh-level Manifestation realm. With my current strength, I can take on an ordinary ninth-level Manifestation cultivator. But against Beishan Hong? It’ll be difficult.”

“And advancing my Hegemonic Golden Body to level 30 will be even more difficult than achieving a breakthrough in my cultivation. Do I really have no choice but to watch Senior Sister marry someone else?”

For a moment, a trace of helplessness flickered in his eyes.

“No, I mustn’t give up. Even if it costs me my life, I won’t let Senior Sister marry Beishan Hong. I must kill him!”

In an instant, fierce killing intent burst out of Chen Fan’s eyes.

Beishan Hong had dared to lay a hand on Qin Yao, so he must die!