A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)

Chapter 2336 Terrifying Speed Of Cultivation

After enduring a day of relentless beatings, Ye Fan, relying on his Nine Steps of Yunyang movement technique, was finally able to hold his ground for a long time without being defeated by the stone being.

However, Ye Fan did not have much time to rejoice.

From behind, another white figure burst forth from the horizon.

With a swift kick, he brutally struck Ye Fan's back.

All that could be heard was a loud bang.

Like a kite with its string cut, Ye Fan was sent flying with the kick.

“F*ck! You have no martial arts ethics.”

Everyone was stunned by Ye Fan's actions.

D*mn it! I just dealt with one, and here comes another one right away.

Who could possibly put up with this!

“Ye Fan, are you okay?”

Duanmu Wan'er quickly rushed over and showed her concern.

Ye Fan looked at her irritably. “Hmph! Do I look like I'm fine to you?” Ye Fan said in a huff.

At that moment, Ye Fan had bruises all over his body because of the beating by the stone being.

There was hardly a patch of unscathed skin on his body and face.

One side of his face was swollen.

There was a distinct nasal tone in his voice.

Duanmu Wan'er could not help but chuckle at the scene before her.

“You're still laughing? Laugh again, and I might just hit you!”

Ye Fan looked upset.

Regardless, Wan'er Duanmu witnessed the battle very clearly.

Even though Ye Fan was covered in injuries, they were essentially just superficial wounds.

After a few days of rest, the injuries would subside and cause no substantial harm to Ye Fan.

“But, Wan'er, what on earth are these two creatures? I cultivate the Raijin Thunderdrake. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say I'm a man of steel. But even so, these stone beings can shatter my defenses with just a casual strike. Such divine power is simply unheard of!” Ye Fan said with a tremble.

Wan'er shook her head. “I'm not sure either. But, Ye Fan, have you noticed that the stone guard seems to only repeat a few moves over and over again? I reckon both of them should be the case. Just hang in there a bit longer. Once you get familiar with their tactics, you should be able to handle them with ease,” Duanmu Wan'er spoke softly.

Upon Wan'er's reminder, Ye Fan suddenly remembered. Indeed, during his fight with the black stone guard earlier, he had been using the same few moves over and over again.

“All right. I'll give that white stone guard another try.” This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

After Ye Fan discovered more doubts, he no longer hesitated.

He charged forward once again despite his injuries.

Drawing on his previous experiences, this time, after getting beaten a few more times, Ye Fan had completely figured out the tactics of those two guards.

In that situation, Ye Fan easily evaded the attacks of the two guards by utilizing the Nine Steps of Yunyang.

Moreover, after seizing the right opportunity, Ye Fan even launched a counterattack.

“Celestial Cloud! Cloud Sun Kick!”

Ye Fan's eyes narrowed in cold determination. His feet were firmly planted on the ground as he launched himself toward the sky.

Immediately after, he forcefully stepped down with a fierce stomp.

A powerful and heavy kick landed on the black stone guard.

With a resounding crash, the black stone guard that Ye Fan had kicked shattered like a piece of glass as he hit the ground.

“Hahaha... At last, he's dead!”

Ye Fan was overjoyed.

One problem had already been resolved. As for the remaining one, it was only a matter of time before it would be taken care of too.

However, just as Ye Fan was preparing to focus on dealing with the remaining white stone guard.

Suddenly, the shattered stones, as if possessing a consciousness of their own, began to actively gather together.

In the end, the black figure took shape once again!

Boom!

After the black stone guard was reconstructed, it immediately landed a punch on Ye Fan.

All of this happened so abruptly.

It happened so quickly that Ye Fan simply could not react in time.

Spewing fresh blood, he was flung backward.

“Ye Fan!”

Duanmu Wan'er immediately ran over with concern.

Ye Fan spat out the fresh blood in his mouth. “Wan'er, I'm fine. There's no need to worry. It's just that this creature is too bizarre. Even though I've clearly beaten him to a pulp, he's somehow perfectly fine in no time.”

Ye Fan could not help but feel helpless.

Duanmu Wan'er also furrowed her brows. “Hm, Ye Fan, I've noticed. It seems that these two stone puppets are immortal, right?”

“Immortal?” Ye Fan was immediately puzzled.

Duanmu Wan'er explained, “Ye Fan, the world is vast and contains all sorts of things. Some lives are extremely resilient. Even if you smash them to pieces, they can still recover their strength

quickly. In other words, they possess immortality. These two puppets must have been created by the master of this celestial palace using some kind of secret technique. Moreover, because they possess immortality, they can guard this place for thousands, even millions of years. I'm afraid it's likely to be extremely difficult to kill them,” Duanmu Wan'er said in a deep voice.

“So, Wan'er, is there really no other way?” Ye Fan was somewhat anxious.

If they could not defeat those two puppets, there was no way they could enter the celestial palace.

After some thought, Duanmu Wan'er said, “It's not that there's no solution. Since we can't kill them, there's no need for us to try. Just tie them up. That's all we need to do. Ye Fan, within my inherited memories, there exists a secret technique known as 'Millenary Threads'. We form a thread using the aura and tie the soul with the thread. Ye Fan, Once you have mastered this Millenary Threads technique, you can use it to trap them. When the time comes, they naturally won't stop us from going our way,” Duanmu Wan'er suggested to Ye Fan.

Upon hearing that, Ye Fan was overjoyed. “Haha! Wan'er, you always have a solution.”

They got down to business.

Immediately, Ye Fan asked Duanmu Wan'er to write down the intricate secrets of the Millenary Threads technique. After receiving it, Ye Fan went to cultivate it right away.

“Hundreds of thoughts swirled, thousand threads of soul controlled...”

In the celestial palace courtyard, Ye Fan was forming seals with his fingers and muttering incantations under his breath over and over again as he practiced the Millenary Threads Technique.

Duanmu Wan'er was sitting by the pond and quietly observing.

Seeing Ye Fan tirelessly and anxiously cultivating, a pang of sympathy welled up in Duanmu Wan'er's heart.

“It seems that Ye Fan truly wants to save his homeland. I hope this celestial palace can help him.”

With those thoughts in mind, Duanmu Wan'er watched for a moment before preparing to cook some food for Ye Fan.

However, when Duanmu Wan'er finished cooking and returned, she saw that there were threads winding around, twisting and turning in countless ways.

“This...this is Millenary Threads? Ye Fan, have... have you succeeded in your cultivation?”

Upon witnessing the scene before her, Duanmu Wan'er could not help but freeze in place.

Her beautiful eyes widened in surprise.

She gazed at the man before her as if she was looking at a devil.

Yet, Ye Fan shook his head. “I'm not sure if I've mastered it. I simply tried a few times as you suggested. As a result, I was able to produce threads.”

Seeing Ye Fan's calm demeanor, Duanmu Wan'er was speechless for a long time. She was unable to utter a word for quite a while.

In the end, she managed to stutter out, “Ye Fan, you... you're truly a monster.”

A moment later, Ye Fan ascended the stone steps in front of the palace once again.

Swoosh...

Sure enough, the black and white figures appeared like ghosts and flashed into existence.

“Come on. This time, watch as I, Chu Tianfan, deal with you properly.”

Ye Fan's eyes narrowed as he spoke in a cold voice.

Then, he was seen flexing his ten fingers before he manipulated his aura into threads.

“Hundreds of thoughts swirled, thousand threads of soul controlled! Millenary Threads, appear!”

A commanding voice boomed as thunderous as a rolling thunderstorm.

The moment Ye Fan's words fell, countless threads spread out from his hands in all directions.