Supreme Hidden Dragon in the City-Chapter 471 The Reincarnation of Goddess Nuwa

Chen Fan saw Lin Zhendong’s reaction and asked, "Leader Lin, is there any inconvenience?"

Lin Zhendong pondered for a moment before asking, "What do you need this divine pill for?"

Chen Fan did not hide his intentions: "To refine a formation."

Lin Zhendong was slightly stunned, then said, "Chen Fan, it’s not that I’m unwilling to give you the divine pill, but this so-called divine pill is more of a demon core than a divine pill. The reason I’ve been offering it is that it’s too sinister. If it weren’t for the fear that discarding it might harm others, I would have thrown it away long ago. The whole divine pill thing is just a facade."

Chen Fan raised an eyebrow, "May I know what is so sinister about this divine pill?"

After thinking for a while, Lin Zhendong said, "You might not believe me if I just tell you, so I’ll take you to see for yourself."

Chen Fan nodded, "Good."

Lin Zhendong instructed Li Chengfeng to take Lin Xue to study etiquette properly, then led Chen Fan deeper into the residence.

The two arrived at the innermost courtyard where there was a separate small house. Lin Zhendong took out a key, unlocked the door, and then looked at Chen Fan with a grave expression: "Once we enter, you might see some terrifying scenes, but don’t be afraid, those are just illusions. What you need to be cautious about is that you must not offend the one inside."

"Even though you are strong, the attacks from that entity can directly affect a person’s spirit, and our inner strength cannot block it. So, no matter what that entity asks of you, try to agree. You can rest assured it won’t be too excessive a request."

Chen Fan looked slightly puzzled, "The one inside?"

Lin Zhendong said, "I can’t explain it to you clearly. You’ll understand once we’re inside."

Chen Fan nodded.

Lin Zhendong pushed the door open and entered; Chen Fan followed him in.

As soon as he stepped into the room, Chen Fan felt the scenery before his eyes shift. He seemed to have arrived on an ancient battlefield, surrounded by terrifyingly powerful demon beasts, among which he could see humans soaring through the sky.

An earth-shattering war was underway, with humans and demon beasts appearing to fend off some common enemy, although Chen Fan couldn’t make out what that enemy looked like.

All he could see were masses of cultivators slain on the spot, their flesh and blood scattered, one demon beast after another being dismembered, drained of their essence blood, and turning into mummified corpses.

The world was crumbling; doomsday was approaching, everything was in the midst of a catastrophe.

At that moment, a White Flood Dragon soared into the sky, seemingly trying to escape this realm, but suddenly, a black light struck out from afar and bisected the dragon across its waist.

It struggled a few times in the air, then plummeted rapidly towards the ground.

The scene ended there, and the view shifted to a narrow, dark room with a table on which an eerie round pill was enshrined.

Chen Fan was still immersed in the scenes he had just witnessed and hadn’t come back to his senses.

He was profoundly moved by the vision of the collapsing skies and fracturing earth.

He had the feeling that the scenes he had seen had truly happened, and he even believed that the cataclysmic war might be linked to the root cause of the depletion of spiritual energy on Earth.

The extinction of cultivators on today’s Earth and the scarcity of Spiritual Energy could very well be related to that devastating war.

As he was recalling the images he had just seen, trying to find some clue, Lin Zhendong nudged him, bringing him back to reality.

Then Lin Zhendong walked up to the table and bowed to the round pill enshrined on it, then said, "Goddess, I have come to offer you my essence blood."

Chen Fan glanced at the round pill on the table and immediately confirmed that it was a demon beast’s inner core, and it wasn’t of low grade either.

What puzzled him was why Lin Zhendong was addressing this demon beast’s inner core as ’Goddess’?

The next moment, Chen Fan saw a sultry woman appear on the table, wearing a black translucent robe, curvaceous and fiery, with smoky makeup on her face.

The woman’s robe covered only a few crucial spots; the rest was tantalizingly semi-visible.

She held an old-fashioned smoking pipe, took a puff with her purple lips, and exhaled a thick white mist onto Lin Zhendong.

Chen Fan gave the woman a glance and quickly determined that she was a Yin Spirit—not the spirit of the dead demon beast but one that had attached itself later.

The woman looked at Lin Zhendong then turned her gaze to Chen Fan, her eyes lighting up as she teasingly said, "Old man, you finally decided to bring me a fresh man. I haven’t tasted a young man for a long time. I’m sick of your essence blood."

Soon after, the woman floated over to Chen Fan and caressed his cheek with her cold hand.

Lin Zhendong hurriedly explained, "Goddess, please don’t misunderstand, this is my friend. He was curious about Your existence, so he followed me to take a look. He is also a master of the Divine Realm, and as long as he defends with all his strength, Goddess won’t be able to suck away his vitality."

The latter part of his sentence sounded like he was speaking to the woman, but in reality, he was reminding Chen Fan.

Upon hearing that Chen Fan was also a master of the Divine Realm, the woman’s face immediately darkened, and she walked away from him, complaining, "Damn old man, it was just once that I sucked a young man to death here, do you need to guard against me like this? Later, you bring me a few young and strong ordinary men, and I guarantee you, I will only harvest their yang to supplement my yin, and I won’t let them get into any trouble."

Chen Fan frowned upon hearing this.

Lin Zhendong, standing beside him, respectfully said, "Goddess, it’s already too much for you to absorb some essence from an old guy like me, let’s not harm those young people."

As he spoke, he took out a knife, ready to cut open his hand and let blood.

Chen Fan stopped him and asked, "Why do you call her ’Goddess’?"

Lin Zhendong explained, "She claims to be the reincarnation of Goddess Nuwa. Due to some reasons, her strength is damaged, and she can’t leave this divine core. She asked me to help heal her wounds with my essence blood."

Chen Fan was speechless, thinking that this guy was clearly just a Yin Spirit, who might have coincidentally obtained some low-level ghost cultivation methods, yet had the audacity to claim to be the reincarnation of Goddess Nuwa. That was just shameless.

He looked at Lin Zhendong and asked, "Just now she mentioned that she had killed a young man before. What is that about?"

Lin Zhendong replied, "When the ’Goddess’ appeared, she asked me to find her some strong and young lads. At that time, I didn’t know what she wanted to do, so I did as she asked. Who would have thought that she would then engage in that act with the lad until he was completely exhausted and died. Since then, I’ve never dared to bring anyone here again, and only give my own essence blood to the Goddess for healing. I’m a master of the Divine Realm, and I’m strong, so I can withstand it. After all, it’s better for me to suffer a little than for the Goddess to harm others again."

Chen Fan’s eyes shifted, and he looked at Lin Zhendong with some suspicion, saying, "Leader Lin, besides giving her essence blood, you must have also used other methods to help her recover, right? Otherwise, how would you know that a master of the Divine Realm can resist her vitality absorption when defending with full force?"

Lin Zhendong’s face turned red, and he coughed lightly, saying, "Don’t talk nonsense. I’m already of such an age, how could I possibly do that sort of thing with the Goddess... "

Chen Fan couldn’t help but laugh, asking, "I didn’t say it was that kind of thing, did I?" fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

Lin Zhendong instantly felt ashamed and coughed twice, saying, "I don’t know what you’re talking about."

Chen Fan stopped joking and turned his gaze to the so-called "Goddess," saying coldly, "For the sake of nourishing your Yin Spirit, you actually caused someone’s death. It seems you’re no good thing."

The woman’s face darkened and she yelled, "You insolent thing, how dare you speak to me, the Goddess, like that? Are you asking for death!"

Chen Fan curled his lip, "Stop pretending. If you’re really the reincarnated Goddess Nuwa, then I’m the reincarnated Pangu. You’re just a lonely wandering ghost, and your little tricks can’t fool me!"

Seeing this, Lin Zhendong quickly said, "Chen Fan, don’t be rash. I also know she couldn’t possibly be the reincarnation of Goddess Nuwa, but she has the means to attack the spirit, which is extremely fearsome. I kept her here because I was afraid she would harm others if released. Now that you provoke her like this, we’re in trouble!"

Chen Fan said indifferently, "Leader Lin, don’t worry. Such a minor ghost can’t stir up any trouble in my presence."

The woman snorted coldly, "You brat, I’ll let you see how formidable I am. After I drain you directly later, let’s see if you still dare to talk to me like this!"

Then she let out a piercing scream, aimed directly at the soul.

Lin Zhendong’s face immediately turned pale, and he hurriedly covered his ears.

Chen Fan, on the other hand, stood there as if nothing had happened, showing no reaction whatsoever.

Martial Artists can’t cultivate their spiritual souls, but Chen Fan was a Cultivator. His spiritual soul had reached a very powerful level; how could he be injured by the attacks of this female ghost?

He then performed a magic formula, and his eyes turned to a dark gold color. A beam of light shot out, enveloping the figure of the female ghost.

Candle Dragon’s Eye!

The female ghost’s body began to emit bursts of black mist, as if it had been scorched, and her expression twisted into something grotesque and terrifying, as she screamed incessantly.

"Big Brother, I was wrong. Please spare me. I won’t pretend to be Goddess Nuwa anymore. Give me a chance, and I’m willing to be your Ghost Servant," the female ghost pleaded, realizing Chen Fan was not ordinary and begging for mercy.

Chen Fan snorted coldly, "If you were a kind ghost, I might have spared you, but you indiscriminately take human lives and deceive people here, pretending to be something you’re not, so don’t blame me for being merciless!"

No sooner had his words fallen than the female ghost let out a mournful scream, and soon after, her body began to dissipate and soon turned into nothingness.

Lin Zhendong watched the scene, dumbfounded, unable to comprehend how the ’Goddess’ he had worshipped for so long had just vanished into thin air.