"Bang!"
Qingyang City Li Family Residence, Council Hall.
Broken teacups were scattered all over the place, porcelain pieces splattered in all directions, and all the servants in the hall were kneeling on the ground, not daring to utter a single breath.
Li Dingtian stood at the top of the hall, his hair flaring in anger, his eyes burning with fury as if he wanted to spew out.
The Stone Gambling Conference had just ended, Chen Fan's performance had shocked everyone, and at the same time, his identity as a Spirit Seeker was also clearly revealed, which made Li Dingtian face a waste for the first time, giving birth to fear.
Chen Fan's potential was high, he was not afraid, after all, he only became a martial artist at the age of sixteen, even if his potential was high, his future achievements could be predicted.
What Li Dingtian was afraid of was Chen Fan's identity as a Spirit Seeker!
Simply by virtue of those three words, as long as Chen Fan wanted to, he could cause the Li Family to go up in smoke at any time, and this was something that Li Dingtian could not tolerate.
Li Dingtian who stood opposite to him seemed to be a little afraid to look at his brother's eyes, cowering in fear and trepidation.
"That punk, how dare he, how dare he toy with me, Li Dingtian!"
The voice revealed an unprecedented coldness, at this moment Li Dingtian's excess Chen Fan's killing intent had climbed to an unprecedented peak.
"Big brother, I will go and take that brat's life to calm my elder brother's anger!"
Li Dingtian spoke cautiously from the side, his eyes kept glancing at Li Dingtian.
Only hearing a cold voice from the other party, his eyes without a hint of emotion glanced at him and said, "Just by you, do you want to let that punk go once again!"
Without giving Li Dingtian any chance to defend himself, with a wave of his big sleeve, he said to himself, "Send me someone to keep a deadly eye on him, as long as that kid leaves Qingyang City, I will personally kill him!"
"But big brother you just promoted your cultivation, isn't it a bit..."
Li Dingtian felt that something was wrong, and just when he wanted to persuade, he saw that gaze that was almost cannibalistic, and the latter half of his words were directly stifled.
"Dingtian, remember, his growth has already exceeded our expectations, absolutely can't give him time, must ruthlessly press death in the bud!"
...
Just as Li Dingtian was raging, Chen Fan was practicing in the inn.
The Stone Gambling Conference had ended smoothly, and Mu Wanrong had honored her promise by giving Chen Fan a set of Yellow Grade Extreme Grade Sword Technique Martial Skills.
This Stone Gambling Conference had probably harvested close to 80,000 second grade spirit stones after removing the cost of the first application as well as the cost.
This was already a great fortune in Qingyang City, knowing that the Li Family could only earn a few thousand sub-grade spirit stones a year.
Originally, according to the agreement, all of these 80,000-odd sub-grade spirit stones should be handed over to Chen Fan, but it was vetoed by him.
He only collected 20% of them, roughly 10,000 subtle spirit stones.
This was not Chen Fan's high-mindedness, although he needed to use spirit stones to cultivate, but it was not the more the better.
It must be known that while the spirit stones increased the speed of cultivation, they would still cause problems such as the realm instability that had appeared before.
Now Chen Fan's cultivation level is not high, wait until later when the cultivation level is high, then the realm instability can be difficult to deal with, the light is stagnant cultivation, the heavy is the internal breath disorder, the explosion of the body and death are possible.
After all, martial arts cultivation, the most important thing is still a "martial" word, spirit stone this kind of thing, can never become the mainstream, just an auxiliary only.
If Chen Fan can't even see through this, he doesn't deserve to be a man in two lives.
What he wants in this life is not to be like a shooting star that flickers and passes away, but to be like the sun that shines forever for miles and miles, illuminating the earth!
Taking a deep breath, Chen Fan took out the martial arts skill that Mu Wanrong had given him and quietly scrutinized it.
He was thinking about what ancient martial arts to fuse well.
First of all, today's Chen Fan's Body Technique had the top grade of Xuan grade, so he didn't need to worry about it in a short period of time.
Although the Sword Technique and Boxing Technique were not of a high grade, they were barely enough for Chen Fan in this realm.
What he lacked now was a killer weapon that could kill the enemy in a second!
Thinking of this, a sword technique appeared in Chen Fan's mind.
Dokuroku Nine Swords!