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Chapter 313 - 279: Saving My Father

Chapter 313: Chapter 279: Saving My Father

Just as everyone was shocked and puzzled by Ye Wenhao’s earth-shattering strike, the vitality within Ye Wenhao rapidly weakened. Then, he staggered and, stumbling backwards, fell to the ground.

"Dad!"

Seeing this scene, Ye Fan woke up from a dream and exclaimed as he dashed out of the villa courtyard.

Zhao Meng and others also changed their countenance and hurriedly followed behind Ye Fan.

Ye Wenhao was not only an Innate Great Perfection Stage Martial Artist but also the most powerful contender for successor of the third generation of the Ye Family and even had the potential to reach the peak.

In such a situation, if anything happened to Ye Wenhao, they, as members of the Yanhuang Organization East Sea Branch, would definitely be implicated.

Due to overwhelming concern, Ye Fan pushed his speed to the limit and quickly reached Ye Wenhao, bent over, supported him with one hand, and urgently shouted, "Dad!"

There was no answer; Ye Wenhao’s eyes were tightly closed, the corners of his mouth smeared with blood, his face slightly pale, and his breath extremely weak, like a candle in the wind that could go out at any moment.

Seeing this, Ye Fan’s heart tightened, then a thought moved in his mind, a flash of enlightenment shone from between his brows, and a wave of telekinetic power shot out, entering Ye Wenhao’s Yintang point to assess his condition.

"Phew~"

Soon, Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief, and his hanging heart gradually settled.

"Secretary Ye, he’s okay, right?" Even though he saw Ye Fan relax, Zhao Meng was still not reassured and hesitated before asking.

"It’s nothing serious, only that his vitality is somewhat weak, and his internal organs are injured to varying extents."

Ye Fan shook his head, knowing in his heart that Ye Wenhao’s internal organs were likely injured by the attack from Murong Gu, while the weakness in his vitality might have been caused by that last strike.

"That’s good," Zhao Meng said, secretly relieved to hear this.

"Director Zhao, please handle the scene. I need to start treating my father immediately," Ye Fan said as he lifted Ye Wenhao and strode into the villa courtyard.

Su Yuxin, Su Liuli, Situ Ruoshui, and Su Jindi, all heard Ye Fan’s words. Instead of following him, they tactfully stepped aside to make way for him.

Entering the villa, Ye Fan quickly walked to the sofa, placed Ye Wenhao on it, then took a deep breath, collected his thoughts, and with his right palm open, placed it on Ye Wenhao’s Yintang point.

Immediately, Ye Fan’s consciousness moved, and Essence of Power containing Pure Yang Qi slowly emerged from the palm of his right hand, flowing into Ye Wenhao’s body, and he carefully controlled the Qi of Pure Yang, guiding it towards Ye Wenhao’s internal organs.

Soon, the streams of Essence of Power laden with Pure Yang Qi entered Ye Wenhao’s internal organs through tiny injuries, quietly nourishing them. Then they transformed into fine threads, stitching the tiny wounds together meticulously as if performing surgery.

Compared to the time when Ye Fan himself had suffered a destroyed Dantian due to Lv Canghai’s strike and later repaired it, the current Ye Fan, having grown stronger, housed purer Pure Yang Qi within himself and had significantly improved his healing abilities; it only took a moment to mend the injuries in Ye Wenhao’s internal organs.

"Phew~"

Realizing this, Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief — as long as the internal organs were repaired, Ye Wenhao would no longer be in life-threatening danger.

After taking a breath, Ye Fan did not pause but started controlling his Essence of Power to follow the pathway of Ye Wenhao’s Grand Circulation.

During the process, streams of Pure Yang Qi quietly entered the wounded channels of Ye Wenhao’s meridians, causing them to slowly heal.

One circuit, two circuits, three circuits — Ye Fan controlled his Essence of Power to circulate through Ye Wenhao’s Grand Circulation pathway three times before stopping.

"Next, all that needs to be done is to infuse some Essence of Power into the power seed," Ye Fan thought.

Having completely mended Ye Wenhao’s injuries, and seeing that Ye Wenhao had yet to awaken, Ye Fan knew it was due to a deficiency in vital energy within him.

Through his spiritual senses, he sensed that the power seed in Ye Wenhao’s Dantian had not only shrunk but was also languishing.

This discovery led Ye Fan to speculate that Ye Wenhao’s last strike might have converted the Essence of Power from the power seed into his own vital energy, then through a special secret technique, tapped into the celestial and terrestrial energies, integrating violent Fire Essence Qi into his power, generating incredible force!

After concluding this, without hesitation, Ye Fan willed, commanding the thirty vital acupoints’ power seeds within himself, which then began to rotate.

As the thirty power seeds began rotating, streams of invaluable Essence of Power flowed from them, gradually converging along Ye Fan’s meridians and emerging from the palm of his right hand.

Soon, after the Essence of Power entered Ye Wenhao’s body, under Ye Fan’s control, it rapidly surged into the languishing power seed within Ye Wenhao’s Dantian.

Suddenly, Ye Wenhao’s faltering power seed, like a weak person receiving a surge of energy, began to revive and quietly started to enlarge, although the process was very slow.

This was because Ye Wenhao was an Innate Great Perfection Stage Martial Artist, whose quality of power far surpassed that of Ye Fan, almost by a hundredfold!

This meant that for every hundred streams of Essence of Power Ye Fan channelled into Ye Wenhao, only one stream of Ye Wenhao’s Essence of Power could be restored.

Although Essence of Power and Essence Blood were a martial artist’s most precious assets, Ye Fan did not care at all but rather wished he could infuse them even faster.

After what seemed like an age, when nearly half of the essence from Ye Fan’s thirty power seeds had been depleted, Ye Wenhao’s power seed had not only regained its vitality and grown much larger, but had also begun rotating on its own.

As the Power Seed rotated, streams of Blood Qi transformed from the Essence of Power flowed out of the Power Seed, then surged from Wenhao’s Dantian, permeating his body.

Once replenished by the Blood Qi, Wenhao’s breath gradually became stronger, and shortly afterward, his eyelids twitched and he opened his eyes directly.

Hmm?

Gazing at Fan, who was close at hand, and feeling the streams of warmth entering his body along the Yintang point between his eyebrows, Wenhao was initially startled, then, after a brief sensing, he realized that Fan was transferring the precious Essence of Power into him!

"Xiao... Xiao Fan, stop now!" Wenhao immediately voiced out to stop him upon realizing this.

As an Innate Great Perfection cultivator, he naturally knew the immense value of Essence of Power to a martial artist, once consumed, it could not be recovered in a short time like ordinary power but would take a very long time!

Moreover, if the Essence of Power was excessively consumed, even the levels of martial arts realm could regress!

Originally, Elder Huang Qi of the Hongwu Sect regressed from Innate Great Success Martial Artist to Early Innate Martial Artist due to excessive consumption of Essence of Power while empowering Situ Haotian.

If it were not for this, even with Fan’s sudden comprehension of "Qi Rushes to the Sky" First Level at that time, he could not have killed Huang Qi.

Likewise, when Fan later empowered Pan Jueming, relying on his ample Essence of Power, he did not regress in realm, but it also took him a whole month to recover.

"It’s okay, Dad."

Although Fan was aware that this time the Essence of Power he consumed was equivalent to ten times what he used on Pan Jueming, he did not mind; on the contrary, he wore a happy smile.

It seemed that for him, being able to do something for Wenhao was an extremely joyful thing!

"Snap!"

Fan did not mind, but Wenhao panicked. He sat up abruptly and swatted away Fan’s right palm, causing Fan to stop transferring the Essence of Power.

"Silly boy, the quality of my power is equivalent to a hundred times yours; even if you gave me all of your Essence of Power, it would not restore mine."

Wenhao spoke with a pained expression, "The amount of Essence of Power you transferred to me, although it did not cause regression in martial arts realm, still, it would take at least a year to recover, wouldn’t it?"

"It’s okay."

Fan smiled and shook his head, then said, "Your internal organs and meridians are somewhat damaged, but I have repaired them for you. As long as you condense Blood Qi yourself, you will be able to recover completely."

"Sigh..."

Hearing this from Fan, Wenhao sighed lightly, feeling a jumble of emotions inside, bittersweet and complex.

Originally filled with guilt towards Fan due to past actions, Wenhao was determined to make up for it at all costs. Now, it turned out that he hadn’t made up for anything to his son, yet his son had made such sacrifices for him.

"Dad, why didn’t you use your ultimate technique at the beginning?"

Seeing this, Fan shifted the topic with a smile. In his view, if Wenhao had used the ultimate technique "Burning Nine Heavens" from the start, Murong Gu would have stood no chance.

"I hadn’t realized the Half-step Gang Qi realm would be so powerful—the power of Gang Qi is a hundred times that of an Innate Great Perfection Stage Martial Artist!" Wenhao sighed.

"A hundred times?"

Fan appeared shocked; it was known that from Postnatal to Innate, advancing each realm meant a tenfold increase in power quality.

"Yes, a hundred times. Although Murong Gu was only at Half-step Gang Qi realm, his Gang Qi power was equivalent to more than fifty times my power. If not for that, I wouldn’t have been able to easily neutralize my release of fifty-four times power with ’Qi Rushes to the Sky’," Wenhao nodded.

"This means that an Innate Great Perfection Martial Artist almost has no chance against a cultivator in the Gang Qi Realm," Fan sighed deeply, "No wonder those in the Gang Qi Realm can be so arrogantly above all, disregarding the rules set by the Yanhuang Organization."

"Yes, that’s right," Wenhao nodded.

"By the way, Dad, according to what Murong Gu said, you were an Innate Great Perfection cultivator 23 years ago, so why have you not advanced at all after 23 years? Is it very difficult to step into the Gang Qi Realm?" Fan suddenly recalled Murong Gu’s words and asked with some curiosity.

"Although the Gang Qi Realm is tough, it shouldn’t have hindered me for 23 years. I have been unable to break through to the Gang Qi Realm because I cultivated a special martial arts skill, the one I used against Murong Gu at the end—’Burning Nine Heavens’."

As Wenhao spoke, his face showed no regret, but instead, he revealed a hint of happiness, "This martial arts technique was taught to me by your mother. She warned me not to cultivate it before reaching the Gang Qi Realm, or else it would stall my progress in martial arts realm. But ever since she left me, every time I miss her, I can’t help but practice it."

"Senior Sister told me that my mother was also the old man’s disciple, so why doesn’t the old man know the ’Burning Nine Heavens’ martial arts technique?"

Fan voiced the biggest doubt in his heart.

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