High Martial Arts: Invincible Starts from Basic Archery
Chapter 249 - 248: Surprises Keep Coming (Please Subscribe)

Chapter 249: Chapter 248: Surprises Keep Coming (Please Subscribe)

Chen Fan carried the unconscious Lu Yang and sped towards Chen Family Fortress.

He wanted to kill the other party, it wasn’t much harder than crushing an ant.

However, the grudge against this guy wasn’t just his own, it also involved Uncle Zhang.

Therefore, bringing this guy back to let Uncle Zhang finish him off was also a way to repay past kindnesses.

Besides, encountering members of the Black Demon Sect earlier had made him uneasy. The dangers faced by human settlements in the wild came not only from Fierce Beasts—humans, compared to Fierce Beasts, were even more dangerous.

He felt the need to go back and make some preparations.

Soon, he arrived outside Chen Family Fortress.

Not wanting to cause too much commotion, he decided to quietly jump over the wall, just like last time, and gave Zhang Ren a call.

In no time, Zhang Ren pushed open the door and came in, his face beaming with a smile: "Xiaofan, why are you back so soon this time?"

Chen Fan smiled slightly and pointed to the figure on the ground, "Uncle Zhang, this time I brought someone back for you."

"Brought someone back?"

Zhang Ren’s face showed surprise.

He looked at the figure on the ground, walked up, and his pupils suddenly dilated, "It’s him!"

"Xiaofan, you?"

He looked at Chen Fan, his mouth agape.

"It’s him, right?"

Chen Fan asked with a smile.

"Yes, it’s him."

Zhang Ren took a deep breath, staring at Lu Yang on the ground.

This face, he would never forget, even till death.

If not for the help of Chen Guodong and the others in the past, he would have died in the mouth of a Fierce Beast long ago.

And now, the culprit who caused his downfall was actually lying right in front of him?

"Xiaofan?"

After a brief burst of excitement, Zhang Ren’s eyes showed deep worry.

"Uncle Zhang, I know what you’re worried about." Chen Fan waved his hand, "You’re afraid that bringing him here will alarm those Awakeners in Anshan City, right?"

"Yes."

Zhang Ren sighed softly.

"Don’t worry, Uncle Zhang. They don’t even know who I am, there’s no way they can find this place." Chen Fan smiled slightly.

Secretly, he thought, even if they did know, there was nothing to worry about.

Now, he had the power to instantly kill any C-level Awakener, but even if several C-level Awakeners teamed up, it might pose a risk.

Once back home, he planned to learn the Golden Bell Shield to significantly enhance his survivability, eliminating the fear of facing multiple C-level Awakeners simultaneously.

"Alright."

Zhang Ren breathed a slight sigh of relief.

He was still a bit uneasy.

He believed that since Chen Fan said so, he must have covered his tracks well, but those Awakeners had means beyond ordinary people’s imagination. If they found out it was Chen Fan, it would be very dangerous.

Unfortunately, with his current strength, he couldn’t help Chen Fan much.

"Wake up, wake up."

Chen Fan walked over to Lu Yang and kicked him lightly.

Lu Yang gradually regained consciousness and saw Chen Fan as soon as he opened his eyes.

"?"

He frowned.

Something wasn’t right. He remembered that when he passed out, there was a fierce-faced man in front of him.

Why was he seeing a robust young man around seventeen or eighteen years old now?

"What, you don’t recognize me?"

Chen Fan’s mouth curled into a slight smile, mimicking the earlier man’s voice as he spoke.

"You, you!"

Lu Yang’s face looked like he had seen a ghost.

"You, you were that person before? Who exactly are you!"

He truly didn’t know how he had offended this person.

The person had not only killed those around him but also severely injured and brought him here. What on earth was this guy planning?

"You don’t remember?"

Chen Fan smiled, then put on his mask.

With a "boom!",

Lu Yang’s mind buzzed violently.

He understood. He understood everything.

This young man was the masked guy he had mentioned before.

And this guy was already a Meridian Refining Martial Artist. A young Meridian Refining Martial Artist at his age—who would believe it if word got out?

"You brought me here just to humiliate me, didn’t you?"

Lu Yang gave a self-mocking laugh.

By this point, he had given up any hope.

"If that’s the case, congratulations, you’ve achieved your goal. If you’re a real man, give me a quick death."

Chen Fan looked at Zhang Ren.

Upon hearing this, Lu Yang finally noticed there was another person in the room.

A man in his thirties or forties, standing a bit oddly, seemingly with a lame leg.

"You?"

He frowned, feeling an inexplicable sense of familiarity with this person.

But he couldn’t remember where he had seen him before.

"Can’t recall?"

Zhang Ren sighed, "Not surprising, you’ve harmed so many people; how could you remember every single one?"

Upon hearing this, a sullen look appeared on Lu Yang’s face.

But still, he stubbornly said, "Hmph, I’ve fallen into your hands. Kill me or chop me up, do as you please."

"Xiaofan, give me the knife." Chen Fan handed over the knife.

Lu Yang immediately shrunk back, using his hands and feet to crawl backward.

A flash of the knife.

Lu Yang clutched his neck and fell into a pool of blood, soon suffocating to death.

Zhang Ren wiped the blood off the blade, sheathed it, and handed it back to Chen Fan.

"Xiaofan, thank you."

"Uncle Zhang, you don’t need to be so formal." Chen Fan took the knife, then asked, "Uncle Zhang, isn’t this letting him off too easily?"

"It’s all in the past."

Zhang Ren shook his head, looking out the window, "If it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t have come here and met everyone. I’ve already killed him and avenged this grudge; people should always look forward."

He finished, giving Chen Fan a smile.

"Right."

Chen Fan nodded.

One had to admit, Uncle Zhang was indeed carefree.

"By the way, Uncle Zhang, I brought you something else this time."

"Something else?"

Zhang Ren’s mouth gaped wide.

Honestly, he was already satisfied with avenging his enemy with his own hands.

"It’s this."

Chen Fan took out a Spatial Ring, the special reward he had received from the association.

With a space of only one cubic meter, it was of little use to him.

"This is!"

Zhang Ren’s breathing became rapid.

"A space item?"

"Yes."

Chen Fan smiled, "There are also two items inside that I’ve prepared for you."

"More?"

Zhang Ren was completely stunned.

Another surprise?

Not to mention, just the Spatial Ring itself was something he could only dream about when he was in Anshan City.

You couldn’t buy this kind of thing with money alone. Moreover, he couldn’t even gather such a huge amount of money all at once.

Yet now, Chen Fan had just given him one for free.

And there were more surprises inside?

"Xiaofan, I..." His lips trembled, not knowing what to say.

"Uncle Zhang, do you think I’d take back something I’ve given?" Chen Fan asked.

"..."

Zhang Ren, overwhelmed with emotion, could only reach out and accept it.

As soon as his fingers touched it, a vision appeared before his eyes.

A white space of one cubic meter, with nothing but two bottles of elixir inside.

With a thought, the two bottles of elixir appeared in his hands.

"This?" Zhang Ren looked at Chen Fan in shock.

Chen Fan chuckled.

Uncle Zhang learned quickly, huh?

"Uncle Zhang, that’s how the Spatial Ring works. You can try putting these two bottles back in."

"Let me see."

Zhang Ren nodded, and with a thought, the two bottles of elixir returned to the Spatial Ring.

"So, this is a space item?"

He took a deep breath.

So magical.

Chen Fan couldn’t help but laugh, but thinking back to his own initial experience with such items, he too was amazed.

"By the way, Xiaofan, what are those two elixirs?" Zhang Ren suddenly thought of something and quickly asked.

"Top-grade Qi Blood Pills."

Chen Fan blurted out.

"Top-grade Qi Blood Pills? Top-grade Qi Blood Pills!!!"

Zhang Ren’s voice rose sharply, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

"Yes, Uncle Zhang, you didn’t mishear, and I didn’t misspeak. Those two bottles are indeed top-grade Qi Blood Pills. If you don’t believe me, you can open one and try it." Chen Fan smiled.

He was fulfilling his promise from the past.

Zhang Ren, half believing and half doubting, opened one bottle of pills, poured one out, and inhaled deeply, astonished by its rich aroma.

This scent was several times stronger than that of a top-grade Qi Blood Pill.

Could it really be a top-grade Qi Blood Pill?

If it was truly a top-grade Qi Blood Pill, one pill alone would be valuable. But here, he had two whole bottles, a total of twenty pills of top-grade Qi Blood Pills?

How much money would it take to buy them?

No, it might not be possible to buy them even with money?

"Xiaofan, where did you get these top-grade Qi Blood Pills?" He swallowed hard.

Afraid to consume them,

Not for fear of poisoning, but because they were too precious.

"Uncle Zhang, don’t overthink it. These top-grade Qi Blood Pills are hard for others to get, but for me, making them is easy."

"Make, make? You’re an alchemist?" Zhang Ren was completely stunned.

"Yes, I learned alchemy at the association." Chen Fan smiled.

Zhang Ren was left speechless.

Tears welled up in his eyes.

As he had always believed, the vast world beyond was the place Chen Fan should go.

Keeping him in a small fort would only ruin his future.

"Uncle Zhang, give it a try." Chen Fan smiled.

"Alright."

Zhang Ren put the top-grade Qi Blood Pill into his mouth and swallowed.

Immediately, his qi and blood surged and flowed continuously.

"This!"

Zhang Ren was both surprised and delighted.

The medicinal power of this top-grade Qi Blood Pill was several times stronger than that of a top-grade Qi Blood Pill! Moreover, it was extremely pure!

He had a hunch that if he consumed both bottles of top-grade Qi Blood Pills, he could possibly break through to the Transforming Force!

No!

He might not even need both bottles; one might be enough.

"Xiaofan, you..." Two lines of tears streamed down Zhang Ren’s face.

Men don’t weep easily; it’s just that their hearts aren’t touched deeply enough.

Back then, he had trained Chen Fan to ensure his own survival.

A drop of water’s grace had returned as a spring of gratitude from Chen Fan.