Rebirth Of The Urban Immortal Cultivator (Web Novel)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

The Chinese, Old China Town.

This ancient city was the last base of the Chinese and the place where the Elder Union was. It was located in the northernmost part of the Beihan Region, near to the North Sea. It was originally a barren land. Even cultivators of the Beihan Region were unwilling to go there, as there was too little Spirit Qi, let alone all kinds of cultivating materials.

However, ever since Chen Fan drew many Spirit Veins over and turned the place into a cultivation paradise, Old China Town had become more flourishing.

And when Chen Fan became famous in the world, countless sects and cultivators went to Old China Town to see this ancient city, and it was flooded with people.

But this day.

The entire Old China Town was silent.

All of the Chinese were looking at the Divine General in golden armor standing on the golden chariot in the sky.

Everyone knew where the Divine General came from.

Mount Emperor!

That powerful sect that made the Chinese suffer for a few thousand years; it showed up to take away their hopes again.

When the Divine General finished reading the order in his hands.

The Grand Elder gently knocked the ground with his cane and said, “The Chinese… will not yield!”

Right.

The Chinese wouldn’t yield!

Not only the Grand Elder, many cultivators and each of people among the ordinary citizens had their eyes wide open.

They would not yield!

Why?

Why could Mount Emperor decide the life and death of the Chinese? Why would they ask the Heavenly Lord of the Chinese to kneel before them and apologize? Why would they put a spell on the Chinese and turn them into slaves?

“Kid, what did we do? Why do you always come after the Chinese? Did our ancestors f**k yours?” Elder Lei shouted.

Everyone burst into laughter.

Their laughter was filled with contempt for Mount Emperor.

The Divine General in golden armor remained silent and waved his hand.

“Boom!”

Elder Lei, who had a fifth-grade Golden Core, was pushed onto the ground by an invisible energy. He couldn’t resist it even if he used all of his Dharma Power. In the end, he was smashed; his Golden Core, Divine Soul and entire body were shattered.

“Whoever offends Mount Emperor will end up like him,” the Divine General said indifferently as he glanced over them, as if they were ants.

Phew, phew.

The entire temple was in silence. Nobody said a word. They only glared at the Divine General in golden armor and their eyes even turned red.

A while later.

Qin Luo stepped out and pulled out his sword, slashing at the Divine General in golden armor.

On that day.

A total of 1736 Chinese cultivators, which were 99% of their Connate Cultivators, fought against the Divine General. All the elders, including Qin Luo, died in the temple, except the Grand Elder.

After the battle.

All the rest of the Chinese mourned and dressed in white.

When the news about Old China Town spread across Planet Tianhuang…

Everyone was rendered speechless. They knew the war wasn’t between a person and a sect anymore, but two races. It was a grievance which had been harbored for a few thousand years.

A bitter historical enmity.

One they had to deal with!

“There’s no other way. Mount Emperor and him, they’ll fight to the last ditch.”

The Ancestral Patriarch of the Wu family slowly closed his eyes.

This was the last thing he wanted to see, but it happened after all. The Wu family had been investing in Chen Fan since the beginning and he hoped that Chen Fan would succeed one day. And then, Wu Wendin’s fantasy was completely shattered.

Wu Wendin issued an order coldly, “Spread my order. Miss Qinyan will be locked up for life. She won’t be allowed to step out of the Wu family territory ever again. Nobody from the family is allowed to talk about her. Whoever breaks the rule will be killed!”

“Yes!”

The elders of the Wu family lowered their heads.

Everyone knew Chen Fan was going to die.

Not only the Wu family.

The Wang family, the Reincarnation Sect, the Beihan Region, Medicine City… Everyone who heard the news was stunned. Many people were still thinking whether Chen Fan would surrender to Mount Emperor, and suddenly, it was over.

After all, Chen Fan was the top cultivator on the Longevity Roll and a famous Heavenly Lord on Planet Tianhuang.

Even the top ten Heavenly Lords and Ancestral Patriarch Fudu weren’t confident that they could catch Chen Fan. It was too hard to stop a Nascent Soul Cultivator from running.

But then.

The Dao Fruit had robbed him of all exits.

The moment Mount Emperor made the Chinese slaves, people knew there would be a war between Mount Emperor and Chen Fan, and the former party was clearly at an advantage.

“What a shame.”

Heavenly Lord Xingdou heaved a sigh.

He was the Ancestral Patriarch of the Wang family. He had just returned from another region. He was originally planning to rope Chen Fan in, but he placed this thought aside after hearing the news.

“Chen Beixuan may not lose. Mount Emperor isn’t much more powerful than the Reincarnation Sect,” Wang Xuanlong argued in front of his Ancestral Patriarch.

“You don’t understand.”

The Ancestral Patriarch of the Wang family shook his head.

Cultivators below the Heavenly Lord level would never be able to imagine how powerful Mount Emperor was. That was a sect that owned the complete cultivation art from a Soul Formation Grand Cultivator. Nobody knew how many more edict talismans—the ones that exterminated the Thunder Sky Sect back then—were in their possession.

No matter how strong Chen Fan was, how could he beat the five Ancestral Patriarchs of the Thunder Sky Sect? How many more orders could he ignore?

Nobody had faith in Chen Fan anymore!

Many people even thought Chen Fan was a coward who would stay inside the Loch forever. Although the lives of the Chinese were important, his opponent was Mount Emperor, which had ruled Planet Tianhuang for a hundred thousand years!

“Heavenly Lord, are you coming?”

This time.

Even Lin Wuhua was unsure.

Time flew.

Three months passed.

Chen Fan was at the most critical moment of his cultivation.

He had started cultivating the seventh-transformation ever since he completed the “Dadao Furnace Scriptures.” He chose to practice the fourth and fifth paintings of the Twelve Sky Art Paintings for the seventh and eighth transformations of the Deity Wheel.

Among all the cultivation arts Chen Fan practiced—

The “Twelve Sky Art Paintings” was the most mysterious.

It was a cultivation art he found in the universe and it might even be something from the past epoch. Chen Fan guessed that it might be a cultivation art the Gods practiced in the ancient times. Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why the paintings required more and more resources.

The last three paintings may even need the resources from half of the universe.

But once they were completed, they would be extremely powerful!

In fact, as the fourth and fifth painting were completed, Chen Fan could gradually feel how powerful the Twelve Sky Art Paintings became. This cultivation art got stronger as he finished cultivating more paintings. Each painting was an enhancement for the previous ones. For example, the Xuan Wu was at least 5% more powerful than before!

“Roar!”

That day, on the deity ground.

Fire phoenixes wailed and apes gibbered.

Countless beasts in the deity ground were trembling and even the Nascent Soul Beasts stayed low on the ground. They could feel a suppression from deep inside their blood and they knew the creature at the center of the lake was a terrifying Divine Beast.

As for Lord Dragon.

He was completely dumbfounded.

He had never thought there would be such a frightening cultivation art in the universe, one that could turn humans into pure-blood Divine Beasts, comparable to the offspring of Divine Beasts.

“That’s terrifying. He’s indeed a reincarnation of a Grand Cultivator from a Celestial Sect.”

Lord Dragon gasped.

He even conjectured that Chen Fan might be a Saint or a Dao Reunion Perfected Immortal in his previous life. If not, how would he know such a cultivation art?

However.

The cost of cultivating like this was extremely high. The lake of World Thousand Spirit Water had largely shrunk.

But it was worth it for Chen Fan.

He had to complete the nine transformations of the Deity Wheel and the Twelve Sky Art Paintings. With the “Dadao Furnace Scriptures,” he could finally let go of himself and cultivate without being worried about the interference from the Twelve Sky Art Paintings.

As for the ninth cultivation art.

Chen Fan chose the “True Martial Divine Art” without any doubt.

Even though he became a Celestial Lord with his own fundamental cultivation art in his past life, his power in both his lives was based on the True Martial Divine Art. It wasn’t only his best cultivation art, but also the foundation of his fundamental cultivation art. He couldn’t continue cultivating without completing this art.

“Buzz!”

When he practiced the True Martial Divine Art…

The Sky-severing Array appeared in the sky.

The Dao Fruit even jumped with joy. It had originally been prepared for the disciples of the True Martial Celestial Sect.

Lord Dragon and the others were finally sure that Chen Fan was indeed a disciple of the True Martial Celestial Sect.

The eternal, indestructible, unstoppable energy he had when he was practicing the True Martial Divine Art was something that couldn’t be forged. That was the unique energy that only belonged to the True Martial Celestial Sect.

“He really is from a Celestial Sect. No wonder he’s so cruel.”

Lord Dragon lowered his head and sighed.

Ten days later.

Only

Chen Fan got out.

That day, nine bolts of Divine Thunder struck but were easily crushed by his punch. He was enveloped in some chaotic energy like a Fiend God from the ancient times and countless Dharma Forms appeared around him as he walked.

The Xuan Wu, the Azure Thearch, the Kun Peng, the Thunder Loch… and finally, the True Martial.

When the nine Dharma Forms were formed behind him, they turned into a giant Deity Wheel, which carried an eternal and indestructible energy.

At this moment.

Everyone knew.

Chen Fan had completed the nine transformations of the Deity Wheel!