Chapter 771 - 437: A Sword from 100 Miles Away!_3

Nonsense!

Chen Xuan’s women have consecutively broken through realms; there must be something fishy!

Could all his women be geniuses among geniuses?

Ridiculous!

He simply doesn’t believe it. There must be a way.

He’s suspected this for a long time.

Now hearing him say this, he’s even more convinced.

"Great! If that’s true, then the Ye Family will win big this time."

Ye Fan immediately became excited.

The family has gained another Dao Realm, and also latched onto Qin Ying’s strong support.

When Ye Jinghong persuaded him, to be honest, he was reluctant.

After all, it concerned whether Murong Chuan could quickly become a Golden Robe.

Now... it’s just an opportunity from the Library Pavilion, which is nothing compared to this.

"But I have an idea, I don’t know if Father dares to bet the Ye Family this once."

While Ye Fan was excited, Ye Jinghong’s voice rang out again in the main hall.

And what he said was astonishing.

Just one simple sentence instantly calmed the excited Ye Fan, making his expression turn solemn.

Immediately, he asked in a deep voice, "What idea? Tell me!"

"Don’t let Prince Xuan help the fourth brother with the realm breakthrough."

"What?"

Ye Fan exclaimed, not understanding what he meant.

"Listen to me!"

"Alright, go ahead!"

Ye Fan spoke in a deep voice, curious about what his plan was.

"With the fourth brother’s talent, as long as his luck isn’t too bad, breaking through to the Dao Realm shouldn’t be a problem."

"So don’t waste this opportunity."

"Use every means to secure a slot for the Burial Ground, even if it means exhausting the Ye Family’s resources."

"You mean...."

Ye Fan immediately understood what he meant.

"Yes, it’s the last chance for the Burial Ground; among those at the Dao Realm, the difference in strength is vast depending on whether they’ve comprehended the Rules or not."

"Obtaining the place, the fourth brother enters the Burial Ground to be protected."

"As long as he comprehends the Rules, the fourth brother is bound to soar in the Three Judicial Departments."

After he finished speaking.

The entire main hall fell silent, with only Ye Fan’s heavy breathing heard.

Spending all of the Ye Family’s resources to gain a spot in the Burial Ground, this... was a daunting decision for him.

If Murong Chuan entered the Burial Ground and died inside, then the Ye Family... no, there wouldn’t be a Ye Family anymore.

Moreover, he knew that this Burial Ground was exceptionally dangerous.

Rumors said only one in ten survives.

This had already deterred many with average talent from entering.

After all, who would want to send themselves to die for no reason?

Therefore, getting a spot this time is easier than before.

But if successful, if Murong Chuan survives and comprehends the Rules, then the outcome would be different.

Just as Ye Jinghong said, to soar to the heavens!

"Phew—"

Ye Fan let out a long breath, forcibly calming himself.

"This matter is too significant; I need to think it over thoroughly."

"Yes, there’s still time, no rush!"

"But fourth brother, you need to break through as soon as possible!"

"Yes, big brother!"

Murong Chuan nodded; even if he hadn’t said it, he would have done so.

The Spirit Talisman in Ye Fan’s hand returned to normal, and he looked at Murong Chuan, "You go cultivate first, let me be alone for a moment."

"Then I’ll take my leave!"

Murong Chuan saluted slightly and left the main hall.

Ye Fan looked up at the ceiling, "This gamble, such a big one!"

....

In the space rift.

An expanse of boundless darkness.

Chen Xuan walked slowly, and after his understanding of the Rule of Space reached 75%, he felt his control over space improved by leaps and bounds.

Ripples of space spread outward from him as the center.

Murran!

Chen Xuan stopped and transformed his finger into a sword!

Immediately, streams of void Sword Qi shot out.

However... they disappeared from sight instantly.

The next moment!

Far over a hundred miles away.

Streams of Sword Qi descended from the sky!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The ground shook, and mountains crumbled under the powerful Sword Qi, turning into ruins.

Within a ten-thousand-meter radius!

Under Chen Xuan’s Sword Qi, not a single blade of grass was left.

Only a series of deep pits remained!

Chen Xuan’s figure appeared amidst the void, looking at the scene before him.

Undeniable excitement flickered in his eyes.

Who could ever escape from his grasp in the future?

Moreover... acting from a hundred miles away, many inconvenient things could now be done easily.

"Who’s causing a disturbance in the Kunxu Mansion!"

A furious shout came from a distance.

Chen Xuan glanced lightly, merely a Profound Realm.

He then ignored the space barriers and walked into the space rift, unwilling to bother with such small characters.

Moments later, several figures arrived here.

The leading person was a middle-aged man.

"Hiss—"

Seeing the scene before them, he inhaled sharply.

The entire mountain range was destroyed, leaving bottomless pits of a hundred meters in size.

And the lingering Sword Qi.

This power.... a top-notch Sword Dao master!

"Boss, let’s go; this person... we can’t afford to provoke!"

"Go!"

The middle-aged man didn’t hesitate for a second, leaving in a hurry.

If he had known, he wouldn’t have said that sentence.

Thinking about it made his back cold!

"Fortunately, fortunately, that person didn’t mind, otherwise... we’d be dead!"

In the space rift, Chen Xuan peered through the barriers, watching this scene, his lips curling slightly.

"This person is quite sensible!"

He smiled gently and then walked towards the direction of the Ten Thousand People Mountain Range.

Moments later, Chen Xuan’s figure appeared above the Ten Thousand People Mountain Range.

"I’m back."

He shouted flamboyantly.

"Husband..."

"Daddy...."

Except for Ning Xin and Luan Ying, who were in seclusion, everyone else had come here.

Especially Xiaoqi, who rushed into his arms, "Daddy, you’ve been gone for so many days, I missed you so much."

Chen Xuan held him close, only then realizing Xiaoqi had nearly reached his chest.

Completely like a little grown-up.

But only not even five years old.

Chen Xuan released him, smiling as he patted his head, then looked at the women.

"Let’s go, home!"