Martial Universe: Inherit the Future, Quickly Become a Martial Ancestor!

Chapter 87 Chen Nan's Shattered Dao Heart

"Should we continue?"

At the city gate, watching the gradually dissipating calamity clouds, Chen Nan's expression was solemn, and his grip on the black sword tightened slightly.

He is now at the peak of the Fourth Nirvana Realm, and the black sword in his hand is a low-grade Heaven-rank spiritual treasure. Combined with the sharp sword energy of the Sword Sect Technique, he can even put up a fight against someone at the Fifth Nirvana Realm.

My purpose in coming to MixC was to challenge Lanhe, verify my skills, and see if the so-called number one on the Heavenly Ranking was truly deserved.

After all, in the past wars between dynasties, there were those who achieved profound cultivation levels by leveraging resources. Some people, despite their high cultivation levels, had pitifully low combat power; they were nothing more than useless tofu dregs.

If Lan He is also that kind of person, then he will personally take away the title of number one on the Heavenly Ranking today.

But now—

The spiritual body that stood firm amidst the tribulation lightning, and the vast spiritual power that emanated from it, all demonstrated that regardless of Lan He's cultivation level in Yuanli, his spiritual power was that of a genuine Four-Seal Heavenly Talisman Master.

Chen Nan remained silent for a moment, then slowly sheathed his sword.

"I'm not playing anymore."

Ji Shan raised an eyebrow, and the golden light surging around him gradually subsided. He glanced up at the direction deep within Myriad Manifestations City, where the person had just survived the tribulation, grinned, revealing his gleaming teeth: "Fighting now is definitely not the right time. They've just finished their tribulation; their cultivation level isn't stable yet. If we rush in now, wouldn't we be taking advantage of their vulnerability?"

He stretched his limbs, making a cracking sound: "Let's go into the city first and see what kind of guy he is before deciding whether to make a move. Anyway, he can't escape."

Chen Nan nodded slightly and slung the black sword back over his shoulder.

The two exchanged a glance and nodded in tacit agreement.

Behind them, the armies of the two dynasties also relaxed. The cultivators of the Sword Dynasty sheathed the sword energy flowing around them, and the burly men of the Great Wilderness Dynasty also suppressed their oppressive aura, and followed their respective leaders into the city.

The crowd gradually dispersed, and the onlookers continued to discuss the scene with lingering interest. Occasionally, someone would look up into the depths of MixC, their eyes filled with complex emotions.

At the edge of the crowd, Mo Leng's eyes darted around, and a sly smile appeared on his face.

He quietly tugged at the sleeve of the Divine Dynasty cultivator beside him and said in a low voice, "You guys follow me into the city first, I have some things to take care of."

The cultivator was taken aback: "Boss, where are you going?"

Mo Leng chuckled, offered no explanation, and turned to disappear into the crowd.

He moved quickly, choosing to slip into alleys, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Go and inform Lan He. This is getting interesting; we need to let Brother Lan know beforehand.

At this moment, inside the courtyard.

Lan He sat cross-legged in the quiet room, his spiritual body slowly returning to its place and completely merging with his physical body. He opened his eyes, a gentle light flashing in them, and the vast spiritual energy fluctuations around him gradually subsided, returning to calm.

Then, he stood up, pushed open the door, and walked out into the bright sunlight.

In the courtyard, Lan Ying was already waiting. Seeing him come out, she looked him up and down, clicking her tongue in amazement: "Well done, Xiao He, a Four-Seal Heavenly Talisman Master, now you have more confidence with your bounty poster."

Lan He smiled slightly and was about to speak when he saw another figure walk out from the quiet room next door.

It was Qingfeng.

His aura was much stronger than before, showing signs of a breakthrough, but he was still at the peak of the Fourth Nirvana Realm.

Lan He raised an eyebrow: "Still haven't broken through?"

Qingfeng shook his head, his expression calm: "It still needs some polishing."

Lan Ying chimed in, "The Nirvana Tribulation is more dangerous each time. Even with the Tribulation-Crossing Pill, he wouldn't dare to try it rashly. It's better to be safe than sorry; it's better than charging in headfirst and losing your life."

Qingfeng nodded slightly, without saying anything more.

Lan He glanced at him but didn't ask any further questions. Everyone's path is different, and things like transcending tribulations can't be rushed.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside the courtyard gate, followed by Mo Leng's signature voice: "Brother Lan! Brother Lan! Something terrible has happened!"

"It's that guy again."

Lan Ying rolled her eyes, looking disgusted. "Didn't you already switch to a level five sword puppet? Why are you doing this again? It's so annoying!"

The words had barely left his mouth when the courtyard gate was flung open, and Mo Leng peeked in with a grin, half his head bobbing up: "Oh, Miss Lan Ying, what are you saying? I'm just here to deliver news to Brother Lan! Fantastic news!"

Lan Ying crossed her arms and looked at him with a half-smile: "Oh? What good news is worth making this trip?"

Mo Leng flashed in, lowering his voice mysteriously, "Chen Nan of the Sword Dynasty and Ji Shan of the Great Wilderness Dynasty are blocking the city gate with their men. They were originally going to fight first, but Brother Lan's tribulation interrupted them. Now they're heading into the city; they're probably after Brother Lan!"

Lan Ying raised an eyebrow: "That's it?"

Mo Leng immediately became anxious: "What do you mean 'that's all'? Those are the third and fifth ranked individuals on the current Heavenly Ranking, and both of them are coming to cause trouble for Brother Lan. Isn't this a big deal?"

Lan He smiled and shook his head, ignoring Mo Leng's "the sky is falling" expression. He stood with his hands behind his back, then suddenly remembered something and looked up at Mo Leng: "Brother Mo, do you know where the Sword Dynasty's headquarters are?"

Mo Leng was taken aback, then subconsciously replied, "I know, it's in the eastern part of the city, not far from here. Why are you asking, Brother Lan?"

Lan He straightened his cuffs and said casually, "It's nothing, I just wanted to pay a visit to Brother Chen Nan."

Mo Leng blinked, looking completely bewildered. Lan Ying was equally confused and couldn't help but ask, "Xiao He, why are you looking for him? He's here to cause you trouble, and you're just walking right into his trap?"

Lan He smiled but didn't explain further.

He thought of the Balance Spirit Fruit.

The Sword Dynasty is a direct descendant of the Sword Sect, and Chen Nan, as the leader of this generation, is most likely already the Sword Sect's designated personal disciple. Given the Sword Sect's resources, he might have information about the Balancing Spirit Fruit, or even be carrying such a resource directly with him.

Instead of passively waiting for others to come to you, it's better to take the initiative and ask them.

Mo Leng scratched his head, still not understanding, but seeing Lan He's determined expression, he didn't press further, and simply smiled and said, "Alright, since Brother Lan wants to go, I'll take you there. But that Chen Nan is not someone to be trifled with, so don't get angry when you see him."

The four of them left the courtyard, walked through several streets and alleys, and soon arrived at a quiet courtyard area in the east of the city.

Mo Leng stopped in front of a door and gestured with his lip: "This is it."

The courtyard gate was half-open, and several sword-wielding cultivators could be vaguely seen standing inside. A young girl in green robes stood guard at the entrance, exuding the cultivation of a peak-stage Three-Element Nirvana Realm cultivator, clearly a core figure of the Sword Dynasty.

Upon seeing someone arrive, the young woman looked them over, her gaze settling on Lan He, who was leading the group. Sensing his undisguised aura of the Fifth Element Nirvana Realm, she paused slightly, then her expression changed to one of realization: "You are—Lan He from the Immortal Dynasty?"

Lan He nodded slightly: "Indeed. Please inform Brother Chen Nan that Lan He has come to visit."

The girl blinked, but didn't go in immediately. Instead, she smiled and stepped aside, saying, "No need to announce my arrival. Senior Brother said that if Young Master Lanhe comes, he can simply be invited in. Please."

Lan He raised an eyebrow slightly, but didn't ask any further questions, and led Lan Ying and the other two inside.

The courtyard was simply furnished, yet it exuded a sharp aura unique to sword cultivators. Chen Nan stood with his hands behind his back under the eaves, the black heavy sword behind him leaning quietly against the wall.

When he saw Lan He come in, he turned around, his gaze calmly falling on the other man as he looked him up and down.

Lan He was also sizing him up.

The two stared at each other for a moment before Chen Nan spoke first, his voice deep and clear: "Lan He? What brings you here?"

Lan He didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point: "I've heard that the Sword Sect possesses a Balancing Spirit Fruit. Since Brother Chen Nan is a direct descendant of the Sword Dynasty, do you have any information about this fruit? Or—do you have it on your hands?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Nan's eyes flashed with surprise, then he nodded slightly: "I do have Balance Spirit Fruits. My elders were worried that I might have some problems cultivating in the Hundred Dynasties Battlefield, so they specifically asked me to bring a few with me before I left."

Lan He's eyes flickered slightly, and he was about to speak when Chen Nan continued, "However, there's a condition if you want to get spirit fruits from me."

He raised his hand, and the black heavy sword by the wall trembled slightly before flying into his palm. Chen Nan gripped the sword, looked at Lan He, a hint of fighting spirit flashing in his eyes: "I won't bully you. You just finished your tribulation, your realm is unstable, wait a while—"

Before he could finish speaking, Lan He waved his hand, interrupting him: "No need, I know what Brother Chen Nan means."

He stepped forward, his aura calm and steady, a slight smile playing on his lips: "Now you can make your move!"

Seeing this, the girl in green quickly spoke up, "Wait, this place is too small, we can't move around freely. How about we find a more spacious place?"

Lan He didn't turn his head, his tone indifferent: "No need, it'll be over soon."

Upon hearing this, Chen Nan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he tightened his grip on the black sword: "Brother Lan is very confident."

He slowly drew the black heavy sword. The blade was simple and unadorned, yet it exuded a chilling aura.

With the sword tip pointing diagonally at the ground, Chen Nan's body was enveloped in a surge of sword energy, poised to strike.

"Where is your magic weapon?" Chen Nan glanced at Lan He's empty hands and frowned slightly.

Lan He remained standing with his hands behind his back, showing no intention of drawing his sword: "No need."

Chen Nan's expression darkened slightly.

"Brother Lan, are you looking down on me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he took a step forward, and the black sword, wrapped in a sharp sword aura, pierced straight into Lan He's chest!

This sword strike was as fast as lightning; it was the killing move "Sword Qi Break" from the Sword Sect Technique. Wherever the sword qi passed, the air was torn apart with a sharp, explosive sound.

A hint of smugness flashed in the eyes of the girl in green. Even a fifth-level Nirvana Realm cultivator wouldn't dare to take that sword strike head-on from their senior brother.

However, before the sword tip could even touch the other person's clothes, a figure had already disappeared from the spot.

Chen Nan's pupils contracted sharply, and a chill ran from his spine straight to the top of his head!

too fast!

He didn't have time to think and instinctively tried to sheathe his sword and defend, but it was too late. A fist suddenly enlarged in front of him.

That fist didn't carry any elemental energy fluctuations; it was purely physical strength.

boom!

With a muffled thud, Chen Nan felt an overwhelming force strike his chest, sending him flying like a cannonball and crashing heavily into the courtyard wall!

Splash—

The entire wall trembled violently, and rubble rained down, leaving a deep, human-shaped dent. The black sword flew from his hand and embedded itself in the ground three zhang away, its blade humming and vibrating for a long time.

The entire room fell into a deathly silence.

The girl in green opened her mouth wide and stared wide-eyed, momentarily forgetting to help her senior brother.

She looked at the deep human-shaped indentation on the wall, then at Lan He, who was still standing with his hands behind his back. She made a "clucking" sound in her throat, but couldn't utter a single word.

Lan Ying crossed her arms, looking calm, as if she had expected this to happen.

Mo Leng's eyes widened, and he subconsciously touched the Qiankun bag at his waist. He secretly rejoiced that he had the self-awareness to not overestimate himself and challenge Brother Lan, otherwise he might be the one embedded in the wall now.

A moment later, there was a rustling sound from the human-shaped indentation in the wall, and Chen Nan crawled out from the rubble.

His clothes were somewhat disheveled, and there was a clear fist mark on his chest. But apart from that, he was completely unharmed.

Chen Nan looked down at his chest, a complex look flashing in his eyes.

The force of that punch was perfectly timed, dispersing the protective energy around his body and causing a tingling, sore feeling in his muscles and bones, but without causing any fundamental damage. At this moment, he felt as weak and sore as an ordinary person, but upon internal inspection, his meridians and dantian showed no damage whatsoever.

This control —

Chen Nan raised his head and looked at Lan He, his eyes filled with complex emotions: "Sixth-level Nirvana Realm body refinement?"

Lan He withdrew his fist, lightly patted non-existent dust off his sleeve, and smiled slightly: "More or less."

Chen Nan remained silent for a moment, then suddenly reached into his robes, took out a bright green spiritual fruit, and casually tossed it to Lan He.

Lan He took it, glanced down at it, and saw that it was indeed the Balance Spirit Fruit he had been longing for. The fruit was smooth and lustrous, with a faint glow, and exuded a subtle aura of vitality.

"How many Nirvana Pills?" Lan He asked, raising his eyes.

Chen Nan shook his head and said with a wry smile, "Thank you for your mercy, Brother Lan. This spiritual fruit—I'll give it to you."

After saying that, he turned and left, walking very fast, heading towards the quiet room without looking back.

The girl in green was startled, then quickly called out, "Senior Brother! Where are you going?"

"Seclusion!"

Chen Nan's voice came from afar, carrying a hint of gritted teeth, and then disappeared at the end of the corridor in the blink of an eye.

The courtyard was quiet.

Mo Leng moved closer to Lan He, glanced at the spiritual fruit in his hand, then at the direction Chen Nan had disappeared, and cautiously asked, "Brother Lan, did you... upset him?"

Lan He didn't reply, but just looked at the Balance Spirit Fruit in his hand and shook his head slightly.

He raised his hand, took out a silver-white pill from his pocket, and casually tossed it to the girl in green beside him.

The girl hurriedly caught it, looked down, and her eyes widened in shock—it was a Du'er Dan!

"This—this is—"

Lan He said calmly, "I don't take advantage of others. Since Brother Chen Nan gave me a spiritual fruit, I'll give him this Tribulation-Crossing Pill as a return gift. I think he's reached the threshold of the Fifth Yuan Nirvana Realm, so he should be able to use this pill."

The girl in green held the Crossing-the-Earth Pill, unsure of what to say, and could only nod repeatedly: "Thank you, Young Master Lan!"

Thank you very much, Young Master Lan!

Lan He said no more, turned around and left the Sword Dynasty's residence with Lan Ying and Mo Leng.

Behind her, the girl in green held the pills, gazing in the direction where the white-clad figure had disappeared, her eyes filled with complex emotions.