The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign-Chapter 265 - 261: Wait for Me for Half an Hour! (3)

From predawn darkness to daybreak, and from dawn to early morning, a whole night passed before the first light of day spilled across the landscape. Qin Fan hadn't closed his eyes once, seemingly having lost all concept of time.

His Eyes of Golden Flame constantly fused with the distant, burning One-Flavor True Fire. The crackling inside the Pill Furnace continued nonstop. Throughout the night, the cauldron of Jiao Dragon blood, concentrated with its cultivation, never once burned dry.

The moment morning light shone into the cave, Qin Fan moved. He withdrew his exhausted Eyes of Golden Flame.

From his robes, he took out another handful of True Fire Talismans—he didn't even know how many were left—and threw them under the Pill Furnace.

BOOM!

Upon meeting the talismans, the One-Flavor True Fire erupted, flaring into a much fiercer blaze that instantly engulfed the entire Pill Furnace. Seeing this, Qin Fan finally yawned and sat down on the ground.

This session of Alchemy had nearly drained all of his True Essence Qi.

Using True Qi as the source to operate the Eyes of Golden Flame for hours on end would have destroyed any ordinary Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator. Luckily, he was bolstered by the foundations from his previous, several-hundred-year-long life. Otherwise, he would have never dared to be so reckless.

But he had no choice. Lan Xiaosheng's life-and-death battle was imminent, and he didn't have the luxury of time for a slow refinement. Besides, the temporary fatigue was a small price to pay. As long as the finished Elixir allowed him to enter the Middle Stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm, none of this would be a problem.

Watching the Pill Furnace burn wildly, engulfed by the One-Flavor True Fire, and listening as the sound inside changed from a crackle to the pop of frying beans, Qin Fan leaned against a rock, an expectant smile gracing his face.

As time passed, the One-Flavor True Fire gradually died down, and the sounds from within the furnace slowly faded into silence. The time was 10:28 AM.

BANG!

The now-silent Pill Furnace suddenly erupted with a deafening blast!

The lid of the Pill Furnace shot straight upward.

An Elixir, condensed down to a diameter of only five centimeters, flew up from inside!

THUMP!

At that same moment, the Pill Furnace landed heavily but steadily in its place.

With the lid gone, a refreshing and invigorating fragrance flooded the desolate cave.

Fighting back his debilitating exhaustion, Qin Fan leaped forward the moment the Elixir flew up, snatching it tightly in his hand.

The moment he landed, he popped it into his mouth without the slightest hesitation.

The fragrant Elixir instantly became foul and intensely bitter the moment it entered his mouth.

His brows furrowed slightly. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

GULP. He swallowed it down. At the same time, he crossed his legs and sat down again, closing his eyes and holding his breath.

He instantly entered a trance-like state of clarity.

As the Elixir went down, the meridians throughout his body immediately began to swell violently. They bulged inch by inch beneath his skin in a series of gruesome pulsations.

Cold sweat seeped out from his face, layer by layer. In a single breath, his entire face was covered.

The True Yuan within his Dantian, which had been almost completely depleted, slowly began to regenerate as the Elixir was absorbed. But as soon as it appeared, it surged chaotically into his meridians, completely beyond his control. No matter how much new True Yuan was generated, it scattered instantly, as if refusing to converge.

From morning to afternoon, and from afternoon deep into the night, his body cycled through these changes endlessly.

His handsome face grew increasingly twisted and savage through the ordeal. But by now, he had completely lost all sensation of pain.

His entire body was soaked in cold sweat, as if he had just been drenched in a torrential downpour.

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「The next day.」

The three-day appointment set by Lan Tianchun had arrived.

Due to the Martial Arts World's intervention in secular affairs, its members had forcibly sealed off Emei Mountain from the midpoint upwards. This was to prevent unnecessary casualties among ordinary people. After all, a life-and-death duel between two Grandmasters was an almost unprecedented event in the Martial Arts World. Who knew what might happen?

From sunrise, groups of Martial Artists began rushing toward Emei Mountain. Even some Masters who hadn't appeared in the Martial World for a long time rushed over.

A prodigy who was once on par with Huaxia's number one was about to face a young Grandmaster who had appeared out of nowhere in a duel to the death. Who would want to miss such a peak battle, one destined to be recorded in the annals of Martial Arts?

This could be the only such duel a Martial Artist might witness in their lifetime.

While droves of Martial Artists flocked to the mountain, Lan Xiaosheng had already been standing on the Golden Summit since before dawn. Hours passed, taking the world from darkness to light, yet he remained motionless, hands clasped behind his back like a statue.

On the vast and majestic Golden Summit, he was the only soul present.

Even those Martial Artists who came to watch this peak duel didn't dare enter the Golden Summit's perimeter, choosing instead to watch from a great distance.

An hour passed.

Two hours passed.

Three hours passed.

The oppressive summer heat began to build under the bright sun, yet there was still no sign of Qin Fan.

Lan Xiaosheng maintained his pose, hands behind his back, motionless.

But the Martial Artists who came to witness this peak duel grew noticeably restless.

"Do you think that young Grandmaster got scared and isn't coming? Look at the time! There's still no sign of him."

"I doubt it! He accepted the challenge, which means he values his honor. He wouldn't just fail to appear!"

"That's hard to say. Remember, he's not facing one of us. He's facing Lan Xiaosheng, the prodigy who lost to Hua Xiaotian by a single move all those years ago! I heard Lan Xiaosheng has been in the Transformation Realm for eight or ten years now. You can only imagine how terrifying he must be!"

"To become an unparalleled young Grandmaster at his age… given more time, he would have surely become the number one figure in Huaxia's Martial Arts. A pity, such a pity. He just made his debut and now he has to face a Martial Arts Life and Death Order from Lan Xiaosheng. What a waste!"

"Fleeing is his best option. Let's hope he isn't arrogant enough to actually show up and die!"

While everyone's attention was focused on whether Qin Fan had fled in fear, in a desolate mountain wilderness more than a hundred kilometers from Emei Mountain, Qin Fan's eyes, which had been closed for nearly twenty-four hours, suddenly snapped open.

The moment he opened them, his entire aura exploded outward, and a wave of reckless arrogance washed over his face. If anyone who knew him were present, they would have noticed that he had undergone another indescribable change.

Getting to his feet, Qin Fan pulled out his phone with a faint, arrogant smirk. The screen immediately lit up with a flood of messages from Ye Jizu, all giving real-time updates on the situation at the Golden Summit and asking when he would arrive.

His fingers flew across the virtual keyboard as he typed out a reply. Then, he strode imposingly out of the cave. In his right hand, his phone's screen was still lit, displaying his chat with Ye Jizu and the message he had just sent: "I'll be there in half an hour."

That was the timeline Qin Fan gave for the epic battle to begin.