Chapter 1089: Who’s an Ant?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Chen Fan had never thought he would find Chen Xiao right after he arrived in Yan Jin.

Chen Xiao had quite a high status among the younger generation of the Chen family, but his standing had gradually become less superior after Chen Fan’s rise. And yet, he was sharp, experienced and was a valuable talent of the family, so Chen Fan had always liked him.

Chen Fan frowned and asked, “Sir, what’s the Beiding Pavilion?”

He found that Chen Xiao was in a building called “Beiding Pavilion” with his Immortal Will. Chen Xiao was chatting with someone with a glass of wine, and he had even reached the Divine Sea Level. It didn’t seem like he was being detained.

Chen Fan was a bit angry. After becoming worldwide famous with his recent actions, Chen Xiao should have known he had returned. His daughter, Chen Yaoyao, was still on Yun Wu Mountain. Why was he in Yan Jin? Chen Fan had to make the trip over because of him and Chen Yaoyao even cried all day, worrying about her father.

The driver said, “Beiding Pavilion? That’s the best brothel in Yan Jin. Not everyone can get in there. They only welcome large families and high-level cultivators. Not even Foundation Establishment Cultivators are allowed to enter. You must have at least the Ethereal Enlightenment or Divine Sea level to be qualified.

“Brother, do you want to go there? Just forget about it. That place isn’t for normal people. I heard that it was founded by those who are supported by the cultivation sacred grounds. If ordinary people try to enter, those cultivators may break their legs and they may even disappear from the world.”

“Really?”

Chen Fan frowned.

That was still a territory of mankind managed by Kunlun. How could Ye Nantian and Azure Dragon let those cultivators do that?

“Ah, there’s nothing we can do. Those cultivation sacred grounds are truly powerful. Which family of the upper class in Yan Jin isn’t related to the masters, deacons or elders of the sacred grounds right now? Strictly speaking, the eight large families are all supported by one of the sacred grounds. Everyone in the world has to obey them.” The driver shook his head.

“Isn’t Chen Beixuan here?” Chen Fan wondered.

“Hm, brother, you know nothing. There is news only people in Yan Jin City know. Those Dark Races are in fact nothing. Although Heavenly Lord Chen is powerful, those cultivation sacred grounds are even more powerful. The Ancestral Patriarch of the Kindred who died in Chu Zhou City was a Nascent Soul Cultivator, right? But Heavenly Lord Chen still had to kill it with a sword array.” The driver chuckled. “And those cultivation sacred grounds? There are more than one Nascent Soul Ancestral Patriarch like that. Are they powerful or not?”

“Not only one Nascent Soul Cultivator?”

Chen Fan frowned. The driver was only an ordinary person. How did he know about that?

“Of course! The sacred grounds have already released some news. People who are close to their deacons and elders said that they’re not afraid of Heavenly Lord Chen. Their Ancestral Patriarchs even issued an order to allow him to become a disciple of their sacred grounds. See how powerful they are? Even Heavenly Lord Chen can only be their disciple,” the driver said with pride.

The coldness in Chen Fan’s eyes surged.

Even though those sacred grounds had only been in Yan Jin for a few years, they had been an enormous influence that twisted people’s minds.

He looked around the city.

Everyone seemed to be obsessed with the sacred grounds like the Taichu Temple, and had even forgotten about their country and race.

Chen Fan knew that not only Yan Jin, perhaps all of China and most of the world had been deeply influenced by them. It was certainly thrilling that Chen Fan had eliminated the eight alien races, but Earth had been poisoned. The toxins would never be washed away if he didn’t take out the Taichu Temple and the other sacred grounds.

“I must kill the cultivators from the other planets!”

Chen Fan looked up coldly.

Chen Fan also heard from the driver that Jiang Churan had become a Golden Core Cultivator and would exit seclusion very soon. Many cultivators had surged into Yan Jin City just to see “Goddess Jiang.”

“Take me to the ‘Beiding Pavilion,'” Chen Fan said.

He had nothing to do with Jiang Churan anymore, so he didn’t care about her.

The car soon arrived at the Beiding Pavilion. Chen Fan looked up and saw a magnificent hundred-foot building. One-tenth of the cultivators in the city were gathering there.

“What a brothel!” Chen Fan snickered.

He walked towards the building.

A row of men in black were standing fiercely near the entrance. They were surrounded by Dharma Power and were at least Ethereal Enlightenment Cultivators. The two leaders were even Divine Sea Cultivators. This showed how powerful the “Beiding Pavilion” was, since they were using Divine Sea Cultivators as guards.

“Stop! This is a private area. Only cultivators can enter,” a man in black said.

“I’m looking for Chen Xiao,” Chen Fan said.

“What Chen Xiao? I’ve never heard of him. Leave now, or we’ll take you down.” The man waved. They were powerful and they worked for the Beiding Pavilion, so they had always been domineering.

“Hm?”

Chen Fan’s eyes glittered.

“Wait, did you say you’re looking for Chen Xiao, the Deputy Deacon of the Taichu Temple?” suddenly, a Divine Sea Cultivator said, “Xiao Sun, take him to the ninety-seventh floor.”

“When did Chen Xiao become the Deputy Deacon of Taichu Temple?” Chen Fan was shocked.

He noticed that those people became very strange when they heard that he was looking for Chen Xiao. There was even a hint of pity in their eyes.

However, Chen Fan still followed Xiao Sun upstairs.

The Beiding Pavilion was grand and luxurious, which was out of Chen Fan’s expectation. Once he entered the building, he saw many human maids in tulle dresses holding all kinds of plates full of Spirit Fruits. Each of them was stunning. There were women of all kinds of body shapes and of different nationalities, including Europeans, Americans, Africans and Southeast Asians.

“These girls were all picked from local universities. They’re all virgins and have the best appearance as well as education level. Even out there in society, they could be Goddesses either on Weibo or at schools,” Xiao Sun said.

Chen Fan looked indifferent.

Soon—

They reached the ninety-seventh floor.

That was one of the most important places in the “Beiding Pavilion.” After the security check, Chen Fan even saw some Connate Cultivators and those who were on that floor had at least the Divine Sea Level.

“Someone’s looking for me? That’s impossible. Is he someone from the Taichu Temple?”

Chen Xiao walked out in a suit, holding a glass of wine. He was startled when he saw Chen Fan. “You… Why are you here?”

“So, I should just watch Yaoyao cry at home?” Chen Fan said.

He sized Chen Xiao up and saw that his cousin was completely different. Even though he had become a Divine Sea Cultivator, his foundation wasn’t strong at all. His body was slightly bent and he even talked carefully. His head was full of white hair and there seemed to be an energy in his body that chained him tightly.

“What happened to you?” Chen Fan frowned.

“Nothing. You should leave. I’ll go see Yaoyao when I have time,” Chen Xiao said anxiously.

“Chen Xiao, who came to see you? Bring him in.” A majestic voice came from a room.

“Yes, Master,” Chen Xiao replied respectfully like a servant addressing his master.

Chen Xiao opened the door.

It was a room that was a few thousand square meters large and it occupied a few floors. There were groups of cultivators, but the one at the center had a few young men enveloped in a certain aura. The energy they exuded was totally different when compared to that of the others and was much more powerful.

The one who spoke was a man with purple hair. There was an eye on his forehead. He looked young, but had already reached the Golden Core Level.

Another young man, who had a pair of silver wings, yawned and said, “Brother, it’s just the relative of a servant. Why do you want to meet him? They’re only a bunch of ants. By the way, I heard that Jiang Churan will be out soon. Ancestral Patriarch Yuan will let you marry her when he takes her in as a disciple. Congratulations for getting a beautiful wife!”

“That’s right. I heard that Jiang Churan is talented and gorgeous. She’s a rare outstanding person on this lowly planet. She’ll be worthy of your superior status as the ‘Immortal State Warrior of the Taichu Temple,'” the others also chimed in.

In their discussion—

They called Earth a lowly planet and disdained the humans living there.

But the human cultivators standing around them—who were wearing luxurious clothes and possibly were from the large families in Yan Jin—were all putting up smiley and humble faces.

“This is different. You may not know, but my servant came from the Chen family and is the cousin of Chen Beixuan. That’s why I chose him to be a Deputy Deacon,” Yuan Xiao said.

“Oh? Chen Beixuan’s cousin?”

Everyone was stunned.

Even the young men enveloped in an aura were astonished.