BXBX NOVEL Chapter 485 - Seven Days
Chapter 485 - Seven Days
Wei Buyu said, “You know what\'s been happening outside, right?”
“What?” Chen Fan asked, puzzled.
Wei Buyu answered, “That old fogey, Red Beard, went to Black Wind Cliff to see Duan Jingtian. Duan Jingtian has declared that he will fight you to the death in seven days at the central battlefield.”
Chen Fan wasn’t troubled by the news. Instead, excitement lit up his face, and his blood heated up instantly. “Oh? Seven days, huh? That’s perfect!”
Exactly two and a half years ago, Duan Jingtian had humiliated him ruthlessly at the Dragon Mountain Peak’s platform. He made Chen Fan feel like an ant and took his Ice Jade Snow Lotus. In response, Chen Fan taunted Duan Jingtian into setting up a three-year agreement.
He had waited far too long for this fight and could no longer wait.
He wanted to trample Duan Jingtian under his feet and erase the shame he had suffered. Finally, that day was on the horizon.
"I thought you\'d be surprised," Wei Buyu said helplessly, noticing Chen Fan’s excitement. "I didn’t expect you to be so eager."
Chen Fan smiled and said, “Why would I be surprised? I\'ve waited too long for this. Each day feels like a year to me. I can\'t even wait seven days; I want to fight Duan Jingtian right now and erase the shame I suffered back then, trampling him ruthlessly under my feet!
“Back then, he oppressed me because my cultivation was low. Now that we have similar strengths, only one of us can survive!”
Chen Fan paused momentarily, looked at Wei Buyu, and said, “Master, if I win this battle, everything will be fine. But if I lose, please take care of my clan and family.”
Although Chen Fan was confident, he remained rational.
He didn\'t have a clear idea of Duan Jingtian\'s strength and would only know that after exchanging blows. Thus, he still had to consider the possible outcomes.
Everything would be fine if he won; if he lost, his clan would face a severe crisis. Therefore, he had to arrange everything beforehand.
Wei Buyu nodded and said, “Don’t worry about this, but I still believe in you. I have no doubt that you will win.”
Chen Fan nodded, filled with determination. “That’s right. I will be the one standing in the end. I will not lose!”
“Alright, I shan’t bother you any longer. Use the next seven days to cultivate. Every bit of improvement counts.” Wei Buyu left after these words.
Chen Fan looked at the space. Sharp light flickered in his eyes. “Hmph! Duan Jingtian, in seven days, it will be your time to die!”
He knew that Duan Jingtian would also spend every second of these seven days to increase his cultivation.
Duan Jingtian had moved their duel up by half a year, which could mean two things: he either had great confidence in his cultivation or he was afraid of how fast Chen Fan was growing.
Regardless, Chen Fan would not be idling during these seven days. He also had to make all the preparations he could.
Losing wasn’t an option as the battle would decide the fate of many, including Wei Buyu, the High Elder, and even his clan.
“Seven days isn’t enough to increase my cultivation, but I can use it to increase my combat strength. Duan Jingtian, you’ll be dead in seven days.”
Chen Fan’s figure flashed as he entered the secret cultivation room to begin his closed-door training.
The atmosphere in the entire Spring Autumn Sect became incredibly tense abruptly.
Although everyone was discussing the battle between Chen Fan and Duan Jingtian in seven days, a sense of foreboding hung over the sect.
This battle was not only a life-and-death battle between Chen Fan and Duan Jingtian; it involved many people\'s interests, even their survival.
Everyone awaited the fateful day.
As the time drew closer day by day, the atmosphere in the Spring Autumn Sect grew heavier and more oppressive. Hearts beat faster, and blood ran hotter.
Disciples away on training or missions rushed back through the night upon hearing the news. No one wanted to miss the battle, which promised to be world-shaking.
The news spread beyond the Spring Autumn Sect, shaking the disciples of other sects. Many holy disciples from various sects came to the Spring Autumn Sect, eager to witness the fight.
The Spring Autumn Sect welcomed these visitors, opening its gates but enforcing strict rules against causing trouble within the sect.
Many figures gathered on a mountain peak. Their clothing varied; they weren’t disciples of the Spring Autumn Sect. These people were holy disciples from the various sects who had come to witness the battle.
“There’s still three days until Duan Jingtian and Chen Fan’s fight. I’m really looking forward to it. My blood is boiling, and my heart is pounding," said a holy disciple from the Mountain River Sect.
A holy disciple of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect looked at Zhong Ya and asked, “Zhong Ya, I’m sure this battle would be even more spectacular than the fight between you and Duan Jingtian. What do you think of it?”
Zhong Ya said indifferently, “The winner of this battle can only be Duan Jingtian.”
“Haha, that’s not for sure. Chen Fan cannot be underestimated. Even Blade Thunder Mountain’s Dongfang Yu lost to him. About four or five days ago, Chen Fan easily defeated a grand elder of the Spring Autumn Sect. His strength is profound and hard to gauge. It\'s difficult to predict the winner.”
“You guys have never fought Duan Jingtian. You can’t know how terrifying Duan Jingtian is. Moreover, since he moved the date of the duel forward, I’m sure he has absolute confidence.”
“Hoho, I guess we can agree on one thing—this battle will be spectacular. It would be like a comet crashing onto the earth.”
“The Grand Sect Conference is in a year. No matter who wins this battle, it’s very likely that the Spring Autumn Sect will shine brilliantly there, with another Divine Nascent realm powerhouse.”
“After another ten years, the Grand Sect Conference is here. I’m really looking forward to it.
These holy disciples from the various sects discussed among themselves.
Time silently flowed by as everyone looked at Chen Fan’s cultivation peak and Black Wind Cliff.
Three days later, as the sun began to rise, the entire Spring Autumn Sect came alive. Everyone surged toward the central battlefield like a swarm of locusts.
Dong, dong, dong!
Thick, heavy bell noises resounded, signaling that the earth-shaking battle was about to begin.