C39 Nine Solitary Swords(part I)

"Bam!"

In the Lee Family Mansion of Qingyang City, in the Hall of Conference.

The broken teacup was scattered all over the floor, and the porcelain pieces were flying in all directions. All the servants in the hall were kneeling on the ground, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Lee Dingtian stood at the top of the hall, his entire body was filled with anger, and his eyes were filled with raging flames.

The Stone Gambling Conference had just ended, and Chen Fann's performance had shocked everyone. At the same time, his identity as a Spirit Explorer was also made clear, which made Lee Dingtian feel fear for the first time when he faced a piece of trash.

Chen Fann's potential was high, so he was not afraid. After all, he had only become a martial artist at the age of sixteen. No matter how high his potential was, his future achievements could still be foreseen.

What Lee Dingtian was afraid of was Chen Fann's identity as a Spirit Explorer!

With just those three words, as long as Chen Fann wanted to, he could destroy the Lee Family at any time. This was something Lee Dingtian could not accept.

Lee Dingtian, who was standing opposite him, seemed to not dare to look into his brother's eyes. He was trembling in fear.

"That piece of trash, how dare he? How dare he toy with me, Lee Dingtian, in his hands!"

His voice revealed an unprecedented coldness. At this moment, Lee Dingtian's killing intent towards Chen Fann had already reached an unprecedented peak.

"Big brother, I'll go and take that brat's life to calm your brother's anger!"

Lee Dingtian said carefully from the side, his eyes constantly looking at Lee Dingtian.

With a cold voice, the other party glanced at him without any emotion and said, "Do you really think you can let that trash go again?"

Without giving Lee Dingtian any chance to defend himself, he waved his sleeve and continued, "Send someone to keep an eye on him. As long as that brat leaves Qingyang City, I will personally kill him!"

"But Big Brother, you have just advanced your cultivation. Isn't it a little..."

Lee Dingtian felt that something was amiss. Just as he was about to advise him, he saw the gaze that seemed to be about to devour him, and he immediately held back the words.

"Dingtian, remember, his growth has already exceeded our expectations. We must not give him any time. We must kill him in the bud!"

...

While Lee Dingtian was furious, Chen Fann was cultivating in the inn.

The Stone Gambling Conference had ended smoothly. Moo Wanrong had fulfilled her promise and gave Chen Fann a set of Yellow Level top-grade sword technique.

Apart from the cost of the Stone Gambling Conference, they had obtained nearly 80,000 defective spirit stones.

This was already a great fortune in Qingyang City. One had to know that the Lee Family could only earn a few thousand defective spirit stones a year.

According to the agreement, the 80,000 defective spirit stones should have been given to Chen Fann, but he rejected it.

He only took 20% of it, about 10,000 defective spirit stones.

This was not because of Chen Fann's integrity. Although he needed to use the Spirit Stone to cultivate, it was not the more the better.

One must know that while raising the Cultivation Speed with the Spirit Stone, it would also cause problems such as the instability of the realm.

Chen Fann's current cultivation was not high. When his cultivation was high in the future, it would be difficult to stabilize his realm. At the very least, his cultivation would stagnate, and at the very worst, his Inner Energy would be in disorder, and he might even explode and die.

After all, the most important thing in Martial Cultivation was still the word "Martial". The Spirit Stone could never be the mainstream, it was only an auxiliary tool.

If Chen Fann could not even see through this, he would not be worthy of being a person for two lifetimes.

What he wanted in this life was not to be like a meteor that flashed by, but to be like the sun, forever shining brightly for tens of thousands of miles, illuminating the earth!

Taking a deep breath, Chen Fann took out the martial technique that Moo Wanrong had given him and quietly studied it.

He was thinking about what Ancient Martial Arts he should fuse with.

First of all, Chen Fann's current movement technique was at the upper level of Profound Level, so he did not need to worry about it for a short period of time.

Although the sword technique and Fist Technique were not high level, they were still barely enough for Chen Fann, who was at this level.

What he lacked now was a killing move, an existence that could instantly kill his enemy!

Thinking of this, a sword technique appeared in Chen Fann's mind.

Nine Solitary Swords!