Easy Way of Cultivation: Power Harvesting

The atmosphere above the Capital City grew tense.

The eyes of all the citizens were fixed on King Liang. He had declared that if Wei Fan dared to kill Zhang Juzheng, he would ensure Wei Fan could not leave the Capital City. Yet, Wei Fan immediately eliminated Zhang Juzheng, challenging King Liang to see how he could prevent his departure from the city.

No one knew how Wei Fan felt, but everyone understood that King Liang was in a bind.

If he dared not act against Wei Fan, he could forget about vying for the throne in the future. Such a person was not qualified to inherit the sovereignty.

But if he acted and lost, failing to defeat Wei Fan would be disgraceful, and might even cost him his life!

No one expected Wei Fan to be so straightforward. Zhang Juzheng was reduced to just a head; truly, letting go wouldn’t mean much.

Even among Martial Venerable powerhouses, it would take a century to recover from injuries that left only the head.

Perhaps not wanting to demoralize his followers, King Liang stepped up, pretending to act at this moment, yet Wei Fan showed not the slightest respect to this prince.

Li Yunfei was already gathering his strength in secret, ready to strike at any time.

Garrison Commander Shentu Bao’s expression fluctuated as he began to retreat quietly, unwilling to intervene in Wei Fan and King Liang’s affairs.

He wasn’t of King Liang’s faction, let alone a Garrison Commander that a prince could command.

"Bold, daring to disrespect King Liang, have you forgotten you are also a subject of the Great Victory Dynasty?"

A loud shout erupted from behind King Liang, and in a flash, dazzling golden light burst forth.

In the next moment, a figure leapt past King Liang, a golden hand surging like a stormy wave towards Wei Fan.

Though King Liang himself was only of the Divine Realm Martial Sect level, he had a Martial Venerable retainer among his followers.

Wei Fan’s expression was cold: "Obstructing the Inspector’s enforcement, held as equal guilt, kill!"

Suddenly, his Golden Body expanded to one zhang, with six-colored halos interweaving behind him, disappearing from the spot, and his palm struck out like lightning.

Boundless momentum swept through, as though the entire Capital City trembled, as if his Palm Force would overturn it.

In the next moment, a light shone in every corner of the city, quelling the tremors.

As the Great Victory Dynasty’s prime location, the Capital City was naturally fortified by experts, with Divine Soldier enhancements at key nodes, making it difficult for ordinary people to affect the city even if battles occurred overhead.

Shock surged in Shentu Bao’s eyes: "Wei Fan has reached the Golden Body Second Forging, no wonder Zhang Juzheng was not his match!"

He had always thought Zhang Juzheng was subdued by Wei Fan and Li Yunfei jointly; now Wei Fan’s aura erupted, proving him wrong.

Not only him, but at the same time, many in the Capital City gasped, daunted by the cultivation level of Golden Body Second Forging.

"Golden Body Second Forging!"

King Liang’s Martial Venerable retainer screamed in panic. Though he achieved the Three-Colored Golden Body Fourth Forging, his cultivation was just one stage higher than Martial Dao Hong.

Intending to stand up for King Liang, even if failing against Wei Fan, he didn’t foresee much danger; little did he know Wei Fan, this demon, had already reached Golden Body Second Forging Perfection.

Wei Fan at Golden Body First Forging Perfection could easily kill Martial Dao Hong; Second Forging Perfection meant he could slay him without much effort.

He desperately retreated, but upon realizing Wei Fan’s cultivation had reached Golden Body Second Forging, the two were already close.

Boom...

In the blink of an eye, their palms collided.

The next instant, golden blood fog exploded, along with several golden finger bones scattering.

At the moment of contact, King Liang’s Martial Venerable retainer’s hand was shattered by Wei Fan’s strike; he hadn’t even sensed pain before his entire arm was torn off by overwhelming power, shooting back with a terrifying whistling sound, hitting and exploding another of King Liang’s followers, vanishing into the sky!

"Ow..."

The sound of wailing echoed.

Yet, this was not the end, but just the beginning.

Wei Fan revealed his Golden Body outright, intending to intimidate everyone with ruthless tactics.

His palm relentlessly continued its assault, instantly hammering the chest of King Liang’s Martial Venerable retainer.

Thud!

The palm strike caused King Liang’s Martial Venerable retainer’s Golden Body to cave in as if inflated, then promptly burst, with golden flesh and broken bones raining down like a storm.

"Dead!"

"Wei Fan’s infamous reputation is indeed well-deserved, so savage!"

"He is completely unafraid of the Imperial Family!"

...

A Golden Body Martial Venerable was shattered on the spot, leaving everyone with dry mouths and tongues, subdued by Wei Fan’s fierce might.

Wei Fan’s notorious reputation paled in comparison to witnessing firsthand such a scene.

It was a Martial Venerable powerhouse, a rarity for the Great Victory Dynasty, an existence not often seen added over decades, yet met such a tragic end.

"Stop!"

King Liang’s belated voice rang out, his expression fierce.

Zhang Juzheng and Fan Chuan Sect were dead, and now even his sole Martial Venerable retainer was killed; the throne was almost beyond his reach.

Shentu Bao’s eyes gleamed with shock: "In the struggle for the throne, King Liang is out!"

Without the support of the Prime Minister or Garrison Commander, even losing his Martial Venerable retainer, King Liang became unviable to compete against other princes for the throne, unless he managed to regain face and restore the Imperial Family’s dignity from Wei Fan.

But with King Liang’s own capabilities, he lacked such power.

"And the one in heaven likely doesn’t favor King Liang either!"

His gaze briefly shifted towards the Imperial Palace; if the current Emperor intended to pass the throne to King Liang, he wouldn’t have remained silent this long without deploying Imperial experts.

King Liang also realized this point, hence the fierce expression on his face.

He wasn’t brainless, jumping out to trouble Wei Fan unnecessarily; it was simply that Zhang Juzheng and Fan Chuan Sect were his strongest supporters in the struggle for the throne. Ignoring these two would mean losing competitive standing for him.