parentshiftbook Chapter 475 - Family Reunited
Chapter 475 - Family Reunited
Chapter 475 - Family Reunited
Qin Jian watched as his father’s golden core shattered and his aura rapidly declined. Two trails of bloody tears streamed down his cheeks.
“Father...” Since childhood, Qin Jian idolized his father.
In his youth, Qin Wudi had been the number one genius of the imperial city. Following in his footsteps, Qin Jian became the city's number one genius, earning the nickname "Little Sword God."
Qin Wudi had once been engaged to the top beauty of the Nangong Clan, though the engagement fell through. Determined to follow his father's path, Qin Jian decided to marry Nangong Qingshuang, the imperial city's number one beauty. He succeeded, and today was their wedding day.
Qin Jian believed his life was about to reach new heights. He envisioned leading the Qin Clan to greater strength, breaking through to the Yuanfu realm, and advancing to the Core Formation realm to become a peak expert.
But then Chen Fan showed up.
More than a year ago, Chen Fan, under the alias Wang Dongfan, defeated Qin Jian at the Nangong Clan’s Bloodlines Martial Meet, marking the greatest humiliation of Qin Jian’s life.
Chen Fan returned to the imperial city, slaughtered his way through fifty Core Formation realm experts, killed his great-grandfather, Qin Pokong, in one attack, and finally shattered his father’s golden core with a palm strike.
Meanwhile, his huge wedding that drew the world’s attention had turned into a joke.
From now on, whenever people spoke of Chen Fan, they would remember today.
Hatred!
Overwhelming hatred!
Hatred that drove him crazy!
He wanted to rush up and cut down Chen Fan.
But could he?
He recalled how Chen Fan defeated him a year ago. The shame turned into anger, and he had tried to sneak attack Chen Fan, only to almost be killed himself. If not for Nangong Ling's intervention, he would have been crippled or killed.
Chen Fan had only said a few words then—“Little Sword God? Trash!”
In front of Chen Fan, Qin Jian, this so-called number one genius of the imperial city, was indeed trash.
Chen Fan, about the same age as him, was already at the seventh level of the Core Formation realm and had invincible might. No one could stop him. Even his father would have died if Lord Chu hadn’t pleaded for his case.
If Qin Jian wasn’t trash, then who was?
As for revenge...
Would he ever get the chance?
It wasn’t only Qin Jian. Next to him, the devastating beauty, Nangong Qingshuang, had long since lost her spirits.
Today was supposed to be her proudest day, her wedding day.
Chu Jingcai left.
Chen Fan did not kill Qin Wudi. Instead, he wasted Qin Wudi’s cultivation. Although the latter’s cultivation fell to the Qi Grandmaster realm, he at least kept his life. Chu Jingcai had fulfilled his promise to Chu Lianyi.
Chen Fan ignored the rest of the Qin Clan members. His gaze shifted to Nangong Xuan, Nangong Ling, and the others.
“Say, Father, how should they be dealt with?” Chen Fan looked at Chen Zhengqing and asked.
Chen Zhengqing and Nangong Yue's affair was exposed by the members of the Sun and the Star Bloodlines. Nangong Xuan ultimately put Nangong Yue under house arrest and forbade Nangong Baxiong from helping Chen Zhengqing.
Chen Fan and Chen Zhengqing almost died in that pursuit.
Despite everything, Chen Fan, with the Nangong Clan’s blood in his veins, had previously given Nangong Xuan a chance to choose.
However, Nangong Xuan had picked the Qin Clan once again.
Therefore, he had no need to show mercy.
Nangong Baxiong’s expression looked incredibly complicated, wanting to plead for mercy.
“Zhengqing, Xiaofan, could you—”
Chen Fan cut him off and said, “Uncle, you’ve already severed ties with the Nangong Clan. Moreover, I already gave this old coot a chance, but he chose to attack me. It’s unforgivable.”
Nangong Ling, Nangong Tong, and the others’ complexions turned ghastly white, their eyes filled with fear.
Chen Fan was going to kill them!
Nangong Xuan begged, “Chen Fan, I was wrong. It’s my fault. Could you spare the Nangong Clan this one time? The Nangong Clan’s blood flows inside you, after all. Could you...”
Chen Fan sneered coldly and said, “Old coot, now you admit you're wrong, but it’s too late. If it weren’t for my strength, how would things be today? Would you have asked the Qin Clan to show mercy to me and my father? No, you wouldn’t! So, what right do you have to ask me to spare your life?
“I planned to let the Nangong Clan go if you didn’t intervene. You still would have been the Nangong Clan’s grand elder. All I want is to bring my mother home. But what about you?
“Did you ever consider the Nangong Clan’s blood within me when you attacked me? No, you didn’t! So, anything you say now is pointless.”
Chen Fan’s words plunged Nangong Xuan into despair.
Chen Zhengqing furrowed his brow slightly. After pondering for a moment, he sighed and said, “Xiaofan, why don’t you spare their lives? They’re your mother’s clansmen after all.”
“But...”
Chen Fan did not want to let Nangong Xuan and the others off so easily. Even if he were to spare their lives, he wanted to shatter their golden core and make them experience the pain and suffering Chen Zhengqing had gone through.
Suddenly, a voice came from afar. “Xiaofan!
“Xiaofan, spare the grand elder and the others. I’m begging you.”
Someone flew over at great speed, looking anxious. It was none other than Nangong Yue.