<h4>Chapter 328 - Obtaining the Sacred Fruit</h4>
When the woman mentioned that name, the nearby crowd’s expressions changed, and they broke into discussion.
“Qiu Beihai... Heavens! He is ranked tenth on the leaderboard and has already cultivated his illusory core. He could likely advance to the Core Formation realm with this Heartmoon Sacred Fruit and overtake those ranked above him.”
“It seems like the Heartmoon Sacred Fruit is destined for Qiu Beihai. He can surely pluck that fruit.”
“I heard he is quite temperamental and kills like it''s nothing. Maybe we should leave, just in case he turns violent and kills us all?”
“That... is possible.”
“......”
Listening to their murmurs, the young woman looked smug. She nced at Chen Fan inconspicuously; a hint of icy killing intent shed in her eyes. <i>You dare call me ignorant. When Senior Brother Qiu Beihai is here, I’ll ask him to cripple you. I’ll have fun torturing you, and then I will throw you into theke!</i>
Chen Fan raised his eyebrows slightly. The crowd’s reactions told him that Qiu Beihai was a powerful figure.
“Influential Figures Leaderboard...”
A thoughtful gleam flickered in Chen Fan''s eyes. He had never heard of such a leaderboard in the Great Chu Empire; only the Geniuses of Heaven Leaderboard existed.
However, those people on the Geniuses of Heaven Leaderboard were all exceptionally talented young experts in the Core Formation realm, like Duan Jingtian.
A voice rang in Chen Fan’s ear.
“Brother, you’re in trouble.”
The blue-clothed youth had sent him a voice transmission using his primeval force.
“What do you mean?”
The blue-clothed youth said, “Qiu Beihai is monstrously strong. He is just a step away from the Core Formation realm. If that woman asks him to kill you for calling her ignorant, he will do it. I advise you to leave before Qiu Beihai arrives, or you will lose your life for nothing.”
He was concerned about Chen Fan''s safety. After all, Qiu Beihai was infamous in the Wuning Empire, notorious for his countless killings. Anyone who provoked him was virtually signing their death warrant, regardless of their status or background.
The blue-clothed youth didn’t think Chen Fan could defeat Qiu Beihai.
Chen Fan smiled and said, “Thank you for your concern, brother, but I want to witness Qiu Beihai’s strength.”
“You... haaa, why do this? A moment of false bravado could cost you your life. It’s really not worth it.” The blue-clothed youth sighed.
Chen Fan said, “You’re exaggerating. Besides, even if I were to leave, I''d prefer to get the Heartmoon Sacred Fruit first."
The blue-clothed youth paused for a moment, then uttered, “You... Haaa, whatever.”
Having exhausted his attempts to persuade Chen Fan, he shrugged mentally.
After all, he was not rted to Chen Fan. His efforts so far had already been beyond what could be expected.
Chen Fan offered him a smile before turning his gaze to the Heartmoon Sacred Fruit, his expression turning serious.
His probing earlier had helped him gain a rough understanding of the darkher cold waters. It was indeed very terrifying.
However, Chen Fan possessed the heaven-refining mes.
If he encased his primeval force in heaven-refining mes, the darkher cold waters would fail to freeze his primeval force.
“Go!”
Two bolts of thunderous light shot from Chen Fan''s eyes as he channeled another thread of primeval force, directing it toward the Heartmoon Sacred Tree.
"He''s not giving up, huh?"
“It’s futile. He can maneuver his primeval force for seventy meters, but the final thirty meters is like crossing an insurmountable chasm. No matter how many times he tries, it’s futile.”
“You’re right. Even thatst meter will be a challenge.”
“......”
The crowd shook their heads one after another.
The young woman at the side couldn''t help but sneer mockingly. She said bluntly, “You’re still not giving up? It’s useless. You won’t make it even if you tried a thousand or ten thousand times.”
Chen Fan paid her no mind, brushing off her remarks. Meanwhile, the crowd began to notice that something was amiss.
“Hmm? Something’s not right. Look at his primeval force. There''s a me flickering atop it."
“It’s true! Heavens, could it be that he practices a fire-attributed cultivation technique?”
"What kind of me is that? It''s unsettling..."
“......”
Thin tendrils of white mes could be seen wrapped around Chen Fan''s primeval force, almost invisible unless one looked closely.
Everyone’s expressions changed at the discovery.
Chen Fan''s previous strand of primeval forcecked any mes yet managed to travel seventy meters.
The primeval force could resist the darkher cold waters’ cold energy with this me. Perhaps it could really reach a hundred meters and pick the Heartmoon Sacred Fruit.
Many people’s eyes flickered.
That young woman’s expression also changed. A cold look shed in her eyes, praying for Qiu Beihai to quickly get here. It would be troublesome if Chen Fan obtained the Heartmoon Sacred Fruit.
Soon, Chen Fan’s wisp of primeval force flew seventy meters out. It had frozen at this point previously.
However, with the heavenly refining mes coating the surface of the primeval force, it resisted the cold energy of the darkher waters. There was no indication of freezing.
“Look, it’s already eighty meters out!”
“Heavens. He might actually seed in grabbing the Heartmoon Sacred Fruit.”
“His cultivation technique must be extraordinary. The other martial artists who practice fire-attributed cultivation techniques, even those at the ninth level, could only reach eighty meters at the most before they could no longer ward off the cold energy. Look at his primeval force. There are no signs of freezing at all.”
“It’s at ny meters now. Just the final ten meters left.”
“......”
Everyone in the crowd grew excited as if they were about to get their hand on the fruit.
Ny-five meters.
Ny-eight meters.
Ny-nine meters.
Soon, Chen Fan’s wisp of primeval force was just a meter away from the Heartmoon Sacred Tree in the middle of theke.
Everyone watched with bated breath.
There was only the final meter left.
Many people’s eyes were flickering with a cold light, revolving their cultivation. The moment Chen Fan seeded in plucking the Heartmoon Sacred Fruit, they wouldunch a lethal strike at him.
If it were Qiu Beihai in Chen Fan''s position, the idea of killing others and stealing their treasures would never cross their minds, even with their numerical advantage.
But Chen Fan was different.
He was only a kid at the seventh level. Even though he practiced a powerful cultivation technique, his cultivation level was there for all to see. Even if he could fight those at a higher cultivation level than him, fighting an eighth-level expert was likely his limit.
<i>Chh!</i>
A subtle sound rang out. This wisp of primeval force from Chen Fan broke through and touched the Heartmoon Sacred Tree.
Chen Fan manipted his primeval force with difficulty and wrapped it around the sacred fruit on the tree, picking it off.
“Return!” Chen Fan shouted fiercely. The wisp of primeval force flew back with the Heartmoon Sacred Fruit.
The onlookers remained motionless, holding back their strikes for now. If they struck now, Chen Fan’s control over his primeval force would falter, and the fruit could fall into theke.
They all waited for the precise moment Chen Fan had the fruit in his hand.
<i>Eighty meters.</i>
<i>Sixty meters.</i>
<i>Thirty meters.</i>
<i>Ten meters.</i>
<i>Five meters.</i>
<i>Three meters.</i>
<i>......</i>
Many people were counting down in their hearts, the light in their eyes increasingly brighter.
The moment Chen Fan grabbed the Heartmoon Sacred Fruit in his hand, a cold voice suddenly rang out. “Do it!”