Chapter 749 - 192: Lu Mountain Kanglong Dominance

Chapter 749: Chapter 192: Lu Mountain Kanglong Dominance

BANG!

A muffled thud, like a heavy hammer striking her heart. Feng Luoyan’s legs gave out, her face turned ashen, and she collapsed onto the cold ground.

Beneath her, the complex and bizarre dark-red contract Array flashed with a faint light for an instant before melting into the void, vanishing without a trace as if it had never been there.

But its disappearance was not the end.

The irreversible shackles were now deeply branded upon her soul.

Feng Luoyan’s mind went blank.

She was the most dazzling prodigy of the Wuji Sect’s younger generation. Doted on since childhood, she was immensely proud.

She had imagined her defeat countless times—either dying from exhaustion or choosing death over submission, all to defend a master’s dignity.

Kill me, but do not humiliate me!

This had always been her creed.

But reality was both absurd and cruel.

When that man’s hand, like an iron pincer, had clamped down on her slender neck, and the suffocating shadow of death enveloped her...

Her so-called master’s dignity crumbled in an instant.

Forget resisting; she hadn’t even hesitated for a second. Trembling, she had split off a wisp of her Divine Soul and signed that most humiliating of master-servant contracts.

Now that the contract was sealed, a natural reverence for her "master" welled up from the depths of her soul, leaving her with feelings of extreme complexity.

She stared blankly at the man in black robes before her, a tempest raging in her heart...

’How is this a Demon Suppression Guard?’

’The Demon Suppression Bureau may be domineering, but they’re still the most powerful organization in the Great Yan Dynasty, dedicated to slaying demons and protecting the common people.’

’But this man... he’s ruthless, forcing a prodigy from a good family into a master-servant contract at the drop of a hat. His methods and style are clearly those of an out-and-out Demon!’

The absurdity of it all made her feel as if she had fallen into a hyper-realistic nightmare.

"You see, I’m the type who prefers to persuade others with force."

Chu Fan slowly withdrew the hand that still held Feng Luoyan’s warmth. He looked down at her and said in a placid tone, "Since you’ve submitted, we can have a proper chat."

Feng Luoyan was about to speak when she saw Chu Fan pull an ancient bronze mirror from his robes—the All-Seeing Mirror.

"Don’t resist..."

Without any complex incantation, Chu Fan casually aimed it at Feng Luoyan.

HUMMM—

A hazy cyan light erupted from the mirror’s surface, engulfing Feng Luoyan like an inescapable net.

Feng Luoyan’s vision blurred. Her body involuntarily transformed into a streak of light and was forcefully devoured by the swirling mirror, drawn into the space within the All-Seeing Mirror.

The surroundings fell silent in an instant.

Wang Yanfeng, who was standing to the side: "..."

The corner of his eye twitched slightly. Watching Chu Fan’s fluid series of actions, he couldn’t help but complain internally: ’Didn’t you say we were going to have a proper chat?’

’How is this a chat?’

’You clearly thought she was in the way, so you just sealed her up and packed her away!’

’So this guy’s idea of a "proper chat" is to lock someone up and talk to thin air?’

Perhaps sensing Wang Yanfeng’s strange look, Chu Fan casually put away the All-Seeing Mirror and explained with a neutral expression, "I have already subdued Xia Qiu of Sword Heart Island. She is currently recuperating inside the All-Seeing Mirror. It’s more efficient to have her explain the situation to Feng Luoyan than for me to waste my breath."

"Lord Chu, you even subdued Xia Qiu of Sword Heart Island?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Yanfeng was first shocked, then overjoyed. "Excellent! Xia Qiu and Feng Luoyan are both top-tier combatants in this Secret Realm. Now that you’ve subdued them, and with Zhang Tianyun having just been torn apart by the Mutated Wolf King... the meticulous plot of that old monster from the Zhang Family has been more than halfway thwarted. It will soon be completely shattered!"

However, Chu Fan did not let his guard down at these words.

He frowned slightly, gave Wang Yanfeng a surprised look, and said in a grave voice, "Wang, don’t be too optimistic..."

"What if the Demon Beasts in other parts of this Profound Origin Secret Realm undergo a Demonic Transformation like that Wolf King... If that old monster Devours these Demonized Demon Race members, how are we supposed to stop him?"

"And in the end, how will we fight back?"

Wang Yanfeng froze at his words.

Chu Fan’s question was so abrupt that at first, he didn’t understand the source of his concern.

Then it dawned on him: Chu Fan was worried that the old monster from the Zhang Family would enhance his strength by devouring demonized Demon Beasts.

His expression turned a little strange, as if he hadn’t expected someone as powerful as Chu Fan to be hung up on such a basic piece of common knowledge.

"We shouldn’t stay here... Lord Chu, let’s talk on the move."

As he spoke, Wang Yanfeng’s left fingers twitched, and a Spiritual Light flowed at his fingertips.

"Go!"

He summoned a small, exquisite bronze disc, which expanded as it met the wind.

It was the Wang Family’s flying Magical Artifact, the "Nine-Turn Flowing Cloud Disc."

In the blink of an eye, the palm-sized disc grew into a flying platform over a zhang in diameter.

Countless intricate wind-elemental Runes were engraved on its surface, glowing with a faint cyan light. It hovered three chi off the ground, emitting a soft hum.

Holding his blood-stained longspear in his right hand, Wang Yanfeng made a respectful gesture of invitation with his left. "Lord Chu, after you!"

Chu Fan nodded slightly. Without ceremony, he took a step and landed steadily on the Flowing Cloud Disc, then sat down cross-legged with a casual air.

Wang Yanfeng followed close behind. After he sat down, he formed a hand seal, and the Runes around the Flowing Cloud Disc flared brightly. The disc then transformed into a streak of cyan light, carrying the two of them rapidly toward the depths of the Secret Realm.

The wind howled in their ears as the mountains and rivers receded beneath them.

At this point, Wang Yanfeng chose his words carefully and began, "Lord Chu... were you worried just now that the old monster would devour the Demonized Demon Race and experience a massive surge in power?"

Chu Fan turned his head, his own expression a bit strange. "And you’re not worried?"

"If he can truly devour the power of several members of the Demonized Demon Race without any repercussions, gathering the strength of many demons into one body, I’m afraid even we together would be no match for him, right?"

"Lord Chu, you’re overthinking it." Wang Yanfeng let out a long sigh, a relieved smile spreading across his face.

Seeing Chu Fan’s grave expression and tightly furrowed brows earlier, he had thought Chu Fan had sensed an existence even more terrifying than the dreadful Wolf King lurking in the shadows, and it had sent a cold sweat running down his back.