Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Cultivator

CHAPTER 23

Sitting on the ship that ferried him across the lake back to the shore, Chen Fan heaved a sigh of relief.

"In the future, I should refrain from using these flashy moves. That one attack had used up one-third of my True Essence."

The move was sleek and swift, shaping air into a blade in the blink of an eye. However impressive it looked, it also came at a very high cost of energy. This attack could only be used by those who had already reached the mid-stage of the Foundation Establishment Level. Even if he was able to wield the technique, he could only use it once or twice.

"If not to convince Zhou Tianhao of my power, I would never have used such a wasteful technique. One arcane spell would be enough to pound Linbao into pulp." Chen Fan shook his head as he lamented.

"Once I have reached the Ethereal Enlightenment and finished compiling my sword tome, I should be able to summon over ten blade auras at the same time. Even a single ray of the blade aura would be much more powerful than the pulse of the True Essence I had unleashed."

As Chen Fan thought about his next move, he found that the ship had already reached the shore.

The next morning, Zhou Tianhao had personally come to his door and handed over to him a bank card with 20 million yuan credits: a reward for Chen Fan's help last night.

Chen Fan's mood was unaffected by such a sudden surge of wealth. In the eyes of a cultivator, money was just a string of numbers.

Around noon, Chang Wen came up to Chen Fan again and asked him to help out the school basketball team.

This time Chen Fan refused the request.

"What did you say? I am not asking you; it's an order!" Chang Wen said hotly.

"I said I am not going with you. Let the basketball interest group handle their own chores." Chen Fan flung back at her.

He agreed to help out last time for the sake of team building. But after he had heard the conceited remark Chang Wen made about him, Chen Fan decided that he would never help her out ever again.

Chang Wen had thought that Chen Fan was already gone when she gave the ungracious remark about Chen Fan. Little did she know that all cultivators possessed extremely sensitive hearing and Chen Fan had heard every single word loud and clear.

"You are really not going?" Chang Wen's eyebrows knitted together as anger rolled through her. She shot Chen Fan a cold glance.

"No means no!" A few words managed to escape Chen Fan's tight jaws.

"Are you saying that you don't care about the school's interest group?" Chang Wen asked hotly.

She was born in a wealthy family, and god had favored her so much that she had not only a pretty face but also a smart brain. Since childhood, she was surrounded by a boy's attention, just like a princess. Only someone as handsome and outstanding as Si Yingxia could have tugged her heartstrings ever so slightly. Therefore, she had never taken the ordinary new-boy seriously.

Chen Fan didn't want to waste any more breath on the girl, so he ignored her and buried his head in his book.

"Hey loser, she is asking you a question! " A tall boy rose from the front row and walked over to Chen Fan with an angry gaze.

His name is Ji Xingyu, a member of the sports committee, as well as a substitute player on the school basketball team. He took the honor and reputation of the school basketball team very seriously.

Si Yinxia also noticed the commotion, so he looked at this direction with a scowl.

"So what?" Chen Fan looked up at him with a fake smile.