C411 I Want Half of the Crystal Source
Zhang Fan's expression slightly fluctuated, revealing a slight hesitation. At this moment, Su Qian also grabbed onto Zhang Fan's arm and whispered, "Big Brother Zhang …" Her meaning was clear. She wanted him to help those people.
At this moment, the old woman's face broke into a smile. "Then can you lend me a hand? If you can, just treat it as me owing you a favor."
Zhang Fan's eyes flickered slightly. He had said the same thing, and he didn't want to disappoint Su Qian, so he walked up to her in the end.
"Little brother, please come over here!" The old woman said very politely, bringing the two of them inside. At this time, he discovered four to five young men with pale faces lying on the ground, looking exactly like the girl from before. Without wasting any time, they squatted down and swallowed the wandering souls inside their bodies, then stood up and said, "They will be fine after a while."
"Thank you, little brother," said the old woman to Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan gently shook his head and didn't say anything at this moment.
"What should we do now? Should we continue?" One of the old men asked after a moment of silence. He looked at Zhang Fan with a faintly discernible gaze. If Zhang Fan joined, they could give it a try.
However, he seemed to be an outsider to begin with. Firstly, he did not have much strength, and secondly, he was not someone from a top power, and thirdly, although he was also extremely curious about what that crystal core was, he was still someone who had just broken through to the second level of the Emperor level. Thus, he did not need that so-called crystal core.
"Humph, I'm afraid that everyone can sense an extremely pure energy not far ahead. I feel that this energy might even be the legendary crystal source. Therefore, since we have already reached this place, we naturally cannot give up on it …"
While they were talking, Zhang Fan was still standing there, not saying anything. His expression was extremely calm, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking or feeling from his expression.
Very quickly, Zhang Fan felt everyone's gazes land on him at the same time.
Narrowing his eyes, Zhang Fan directly said, "I can join. Give me half of the crystal source."
At the same time, everyone's breathing became sluggish. Zhang Fan was also gaping at him.
"Are you threatening us?" asked the old man who had killed Zhang Fan earlier with a cold tone.
"You can understand it that way." Zhang Fan looked at the old man with a slight sneer. "If you think you can, you can go yourself. I'm sorry, but I won't accompany you."
Zhang Fan also looked at the old man without the slightest fear. Honestly speaking, Zhang Fan had no interest in the crystal source, so the words he had said just now were no more than an excuse, an excuse to go with him, and also an excuse to see the restlessness of the jade pendant in his chest. What was the reaction of Long Yu?
Since they were already here, it didn't matter to him to take a look. If the other party wasn't willing, then there was no need for him to go with them. Wasn't the other party a top power with terrifying strength?
Seeing the killing intent in the old man's eyes, Zhang Fan continued to stand there calmly, waiting. After all, this old man was not the one who would decide this.
"Little brother, can you let us discuss this?" At this moment, the old woman said.
"En." Zhang Fan lightly nodded his head, and the old woman walked over to talk with the others.
Zhang Fan wasn't in a hurry. He was waiting for the final result. If it couldn't be done, then it couldn't be done. He couldn't be bothered to take the risk either. Taking Su Qian away from here was better than anything.
After a long while, the old woman walked over to Zhang Fan and said, "Little brother, we can agree to your terms."
"Okay." Zhang Fan didn't waste any more words and directly nodded his head.
"Since that's the case, let's go as well!" The old woman said. The younger generation members were all picked up by people from various families. Zhang Fan picked up Su Qian and sped away.
Under the protection of Zhang Fan, or perhaps the coverage of the soul force, a normal wandering soul would dare to directly provoke him. After sensing the attack, it would move far away, only if it touched the silvery-white soul would it rush in. At this time, he did not hesitate to madly draw the Soul Devouring Art into his body.
In such a long period of time, Zhang Fan had become the second person to learn this skill. Other than this, there probably wasn't anyone else in the Martial Spirit Continent who practiced this skill.
Those wandering souls were indeed afraid of Zhang Fan, while the ones they weren't afraid of Zhang Fan devouring were devoured by him. This was truly a strange matter, and within Zhang Fan's soul, they naturally felt Zhang Fan's soul power increase with each devouring. This was the first time they had encountered such a secret technique.
They didn't know that Zhang Fan's forehead had become even hotter, as if he was holding something back and was about to call out. He didn't understand what kind of state he was in at the moment, so if he didn't want to devour it, then he wouldn't devour it anymore.
As time passed, they also got deeper and deeper. During this period of time, Zhang Fan did not want to absorb them, but a wandering soul still dared to rush in, forcing him to absorb it.
At the same time as his forehead became even hotter, his eyebrows also started to knit tightly together.
"Little brother, do you feel unwell?" At this moment, an old woman rushed in front of Zhang Fan and asked worriedly. She could roughly guess if it was due to the influence of the wandering soul or not.1
The woman in the long skirt also looked at Zhang Fan with a puzzled expression.
"I'm fine," Zhang Fan took a deep breath and said calmly.
"How about we take a break?" The old woman spoke again. After all, if Zhang Fan met with any problems, then their trip here would have been a waste. It was obvious that the number of people going deeper into purple had started to decrease, while the number of people in silver white had started to increase.
"Big Brother Zhang, if you're tired, let's rest for a bit." Su Qian bit her lips and said worriedly.
At this moment, the old woman stopped talking and directly said, "Alright, let's take a break midway."
"Rest for what? Who knows, it might not be far ahead." The old man frowned.
"Then you can go by yourself." The old woman's voice also carried a hint of coldness as she coldly snorted, bringing Zhang Fan with her as she descended. At this moment, everyone followed her, and the old man was stunned when he saw over ten silver-white wandering souls charging towards him.
After falling down, Zhang Fan hesitated for a moment before sitting down with his soul force spread out. He carefully checked his condition and found out that it was because he was absorbing too many wandering souls …
However, this did not seem to affect him at all, as the most important aspect did not appear to be the Soul Devouring Pill's side, but rather the soul. Therefore, at this time, he attempted to send his consciousness into his soul, and Zhang Fan was stunned, the soul crystal did not have any changes, but the soul crystal also appeared to have an irregular fluctuation around it. The soul pill had a purple color, and the soul pill was basically completely covered with an energy, the grey soul pill looked like it had turned purple, and strange.
At this time, he tried to use the Soul Devouring Secret Art to devour a wandering soul. First, he formed a transformation from the Soul Devouring Pill, and then he went back into his soul. Naturally, the connection between the soul and the pill had become stronger.
Furthermore, the floating level was extremely active. It was like the feeling of breaking through …
Breaking through to the next realm? This strange soul power was something he understood. Soul power was something that could be broken through. There were even higher levels of Saint Rulers and above.
He still remembered Elder Huang's words, could it be that his soul had undergone a long evolution before becoming a Saint Ruler? Now that he was about to break through, he couldn't figure it out for a while, because he didn't know if it was a breakthrough in soul power, or a breakthrough in that strange power, or if it was just his imagination ….
He had no idea and there was no one to guide and help him, so he had to find out.
After considering for a long time, Zhang Fan still did not manage to thoroughly ponder over it. Finally, he let out a sigh. Right now, he could only rely on fate. Since he did not know what it was, then he might as well do as he pleased.
Because he had no idea whether the final result would be good or bad, and since I had already made my choice, that was all he could do now.
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