The Rebirth of the Eternal Caliphate

Ch.5

Chen Fan slowly opened his eyes when his cultivation was finally complete. If anyone paid attention to him, they would find the boy's eyes shining like a pair of light bulbs. Slowly, the light in Chen Fan's eyes dimmed.

"What an amazing art! Although this was my first time trying to cultivate, I was already inside the first sub-level. At this rate, I should be able to reach Ethereum Enlightenment within six months!" Chen Fan exclaimed in his mind.

The rapid rate of progress in an environment so lacking in qi had shocked him. Although he was sure that it had something to do with his past life cultivation experience, he was betting that unique art helped as well.

Chen Fan rose and shook his body, and the energy within his system made continuous popping sounds like popcorn popping out.

He closed his fingers and felt his body full of energy.

He turned around and punched the willow tree behind him. The old willow tree trembled as countless willow leaves fell to the ground.

Chen Fan removed his fist from the tree, and he saw that his fist had left an impression as deep as three inches on the willow bark.

This willow tree had lived for over hundreds of years, and the age had changed it was extremely difficult. If such a punch landed on a human, there would be a hole wherever it landed.

This was the result of his first day of cultivation; it wouldn't be long before he could cut the tree trunk with a single blow. Moreover, he did not use any mysterious power in the punch but only relied on the strength of his body.

Thus, the Mortal Refinement Void art not only increased his energy but also significantly increased his strength. He was already half as strong as a superman after just one night of cultivation.

However, Chen Fan shook his head in disappointment. Compared to the power he used, the power of this punch was pitiful.

“I still have a long way to go,” he sighed. He looked up and noticed the newborn sun shining on the surface of the lake. He realized that he had been sitting there all night. Surprisingly, he was not tired at all.

Although he did not give in to exhaustion, he felt hungry claiming himself. He patted her on the stomach and decided that it was time to eat.

As soon as he came out of the willow tree, he saw three people walking towards him.

There was a woman in white sportswear walking next to an old man in traditional Chinese clothes. Behind the two was a young man with a fit body and a pair of sharp eyes.

The girl from the group pulled her hair in pigtails; her beautiful face held a cold and distant expression. He had a pair of cheerful chests and a tall body. He was as attractive as Jiang Churan if not more because of his obvious features.

Chen Fan was still immersed in the excitement of his achievements, and as such, he did not think too much about this meeting. He passed by three strangers without even glancing at them.

However, three strangers must have noticed him.

The young man glued his eyes at Chen Fan and did not look away until Chen Fan disappeared at the end of the path. Then and only then, he turned his head and looked at the old man in traditional clothes, and said something.

The old man shook his head in disagreement, "No way. He's probably just a morning runner."

After returning to his rental home in a lakeside community, Chen Fan found a breakfast stall and a large meal. Then he went to the supermarket and bought some groceries. He managed to find a Chinese medicine shop and ordered some herbal medicine. When he came home from the drugstore, it was already noon.

She immediately received a phone call from Aunt Tang who invited her to lunch at her home.

He wanted to leave, but the thought of seeing the cold faces of Jiang Haishan and Jiang Churan made him think better about it. She improvised the reason and told Auntie Tang that she had to have lunch by herself.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Fan suddenly felt that his parents had not called him. What kind of parents are they? Send their son to a new place and won't even call?

“Maybe Aunt Tang is my real parent.” Chen Fan shook his head anxiously.

Immediately, the courier knocked on his door, the medicine he ordered had arrived.

Cultivation without any help was possible, but it would be a very slow process. Things like herbs and numinous treasures would greatly increase the progress rate of a cultivator. Although the herbal medicines on earth were very low in quality, it was better than nothing.

To prepare this potion, he did not need a barrel of medicine, nor did he need to boil it for seventy-two hours as the pharmacist in the medicinal shop suggested.

He simply drew a circle directly on the ground, then spread the medicine around and inside the circle. Then he stepped into the circle and initiated an art that he knew to utilize the qi of herbs.

"Array of the Spirit Robbery!"

The spices he had spread around him started dancing on the ground until they threw themselves at Chen Fan.

As suggested by the name of the array, this technique was used to draw spirit qi from the seasoning and combine it with the caster system. This is an easy spell to cast, but it is very effective. It could not only attract qi in a common herb but also that in a numinus treasure.

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The effectiveness of the array, in large part, depends on the experience of the cultivator. In Chen Fan's past life, he had been widely regarded as a great master in using arrays.

With his eyes closed, Chen Fan continued to utilize the qi in the seasoning for hours. When he finally opened his eyes, it was already night.

"Today's cultivation is even more effective than overnight efforts. Unfortunately, the effect won't last long." Chen Fan frowned. "Why is this potion so expensive? I've spent most of the money my mother gave me; I can no longer afford to take advantage of this round."

“It seems I have to go to the same place I spent last night.” Chen Fan never thought that the — money core of the — worldly load would be so important in his cultivation.

"Why is my mom so stingy? Not that he's poor!" He thought with annoyance.

He went to bed and slept until five in the morning. As soon as he got out of his bed, he headed straight for the old willow tree barking by the lake.

When Chen Fan finally arrived, he was surprised to find someone else had taken his place under the tree.

The same girl as the ponytail she met yesterday, and she practiced martial arts under the tree. Soon, Chen Fan noticed that he was not alone. The old man stood behind the tree and watched the training of the girl. From time to time, he would stop the girl from offering advice and guidance.

The sharp-eyed young man was sitting inside a vehicle like a black jeep, his eyes constantly scanning the surroundings with incredible vigilance.

Isn't that the same group of strangers he met yesterday morning?

Unable to hold back his curiosity, Chen Fan approached the group. The old man gave him a glance and then returned his attention to the girl next to him.

Chen Fan was in a hurry yesterday, so he could not pay attention to the girl well, but after observing the girl for a while today, he was surprised by what he found.

In addition to the girl's pretty face and tenacious body, she carries qualities that are almost like a hero in every move. Even the simple act of raising a hand seemed like a declaration of victory, and his powerful locomotive kicked a straight ultimatum for his enemy.

However, his appearance did not surprise Chen Fan. It was what he saw inside him: a mysterious energy.

"Is he also a cultivator?" Chen Fan was surprised because he did not expect to meet other cultivators on Earth.

"No.." at a closer look, Chen Fan discovered that there was something wrong about the energy within him. "It was too weak and too simple. Maybe not even strong enough to summon the simplest spell."

As Chen Fan continued his observation, he noticed the unique shirt the girl was wearing, as well as the traditional martial arts attire that the old man was wearing; he finally put the two together.

"Is that the so-called 'internal energy' within him?"

Chen Fan grew up watching Wuxia shows on TV, and therefore he had heard many stories about Gongfu and internal energy. He always thought tall tales and legends were exactly what they were: tall tales and legends, until now.

He bet that the so-called internal energy was a much weaker form of mysterious energy within the cultivators. Although Chen Fan was at the earliest stage of his cultivation, he would already be the most lethal Martial Artist in the Wuxia realm.

The internal strength within the girl was far inferior to the mysterious dharma power within even the most incompetent cultivators. The difference in the two forms of energy is very similar to diesel and rocket fuel, where Diesel can only be used to fuel trucks, which is very similar, but rocket fuel can be used to propel rockets into space. Both are fuels, but one provides far more energy than the other.

Moreover, a cultivator can utilize the power in the universe to command powerful spells and create magical numinus treasures. All of that was far beyond the reach of a martial artist.

After Chen Fan's curiosity was satisfied, he gathered himself together and continued watching the girl's training.

From time to time, he would shake his head in disapproval.

The girl noticed Chen Fan's criticism, and it didn't go well with her. He paused and asked hotly, "What do you see? Do you even understand what this is?"