Kunlun Sanatorium.
This place had now fallen into decline, with the old Martial Saint having perished in battle.
That aged Martial Venerable whose realm had deteriorated due to old age also passed away at the end of his natural life during the invasion of Kunlun City.
The vast Kunlun Sanatorium now only had Chen Feng's family left.
However, according to Yang Honghui, the Patriarch of the Dugu family would soon come to Kunlun City to oversee things.
After all, this was the city closest to the Kunlun Mountains.
Chen Feng returned to the villa, opened the separate refrigerator in his bedroom, and took out a Vermilion Fruit.
He hoped this Vermilion Fruit could reduce the number of Martial Saint enemies for Great Xia by one.
And at the same time, save his disciple.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Su Yan also took out her phone and issued a new order.
[With the exception of the Wei, Wang, and Dugu families,]
[Place bounties for the assassination of all the experts from the remaining four great families.]
Just two simple sentences sealed the fate and decline of the remaining four families.
She planned to deal with these four families first.
Then she would turn her attention to the remaining three families.
After all, these three families were each more formidable than the last.
First, the Wang family. Her uncle, Su Canghai, who had almost stepped into the ranks of peak Martial Saints, couldn't defeat that Wang Zun.
This showed just how formidable the other party's strength was.
Then there was Dugu Jianmo of the Dugu family.
Before the Duan family was annihilated in the Sacred Capital, Su Yan still vividly remembered the scene of him fighting one against seven without being defeated.
Although he didn't kill a single one in the end.
The strength of Dugu Jianmo absolutely could not be underestimated.
Her uncle had once said that Dugu Jianmo's strength was on par with Zhang Bowen's.
Finally, there was Wei Qianqiu of the Wei family.
His strength had already reached an incomprehensible level.
Using only two moves, he instantly killed fourteen Martial Saints.
Her uncle had also told her before.
The reason Zhang Bowen didn't dare to act in the Sacred Capital
was precisely because Wei Qianqiu was there.
Otherwise, Great Xia wouldn't know how many capital cities it would have changed.
And it was said that Wei Qianqiu's strength had already reached the level of a Half-Step Martial God.
Being able to be associated with the word "God" was enough to illustrate the terrifying degree of his power.
But Su Yan didn't take these three individuals seriously in the slightest.
She was only thirty-two years old now and had already reached the Martial Saint level.
She had stepped into the Martial Saint cultivation twenty-eight years earlier than Wang Zun, the youngest Martial Saint in Great Xia.
Su Yan was confident that her future achievements would definitely not be inferior to these three.
The grudge against the nine great families was Su Yan's driving force.
Two families had already been destroyed.
The remaining seven families, not a single one would escape.
...
Soon, Chen Feng was brought over by the sanatorium's special car.
Su Yan put away her phone.
Smiling, she waited for the upcoming date scenario.
However, she was very curious.
"Did little master really bring a Vermilion Fruit?"
Recently, because of this Martial Saint battle,
the price of Vermilion Fruits had skyrocketed.
It had already risen to ninety million per fruit.
Various great families and martial arts associations were scrambling to purchase them.
Su Yan's Devouring Heaven Club was even offering a hundred million per fruit privately.
However, the last Kunlun Mountain Opening was too tragic.
The number of Vermilion Fruits and rare treasures that appeared wasn't high to begin with.
The number of Vermilion Fruits that fell into the hands of ordinary martial artists was probably also not many.
This price was definitely going to rise further.
Chen Feng arrived again at the park pavilion.
Looking at Su Yan, he suddenly thought of an awkward problem.
He still didn't know his disciple's daughter's name.
Chen Feng gave an awkward smile and said,
"It just occurred to me that I still don't know your name."
Su Yan also covered her mouth and laughed.
She said,
"If I say my name, you will definitely be very surprised and also find it very familiar."
Very surprised and familiar?
Chen Feng was somewhat curious.
Su Yan took out her ID card, placed it in front of Chen Feng's eyes, and said,
"Actually, my name is Su Yan."
"It's exactly the same as my mother's name."
"Isn't that unexpected?"
Looking at the information on the ID card, Chen Feng was indeed surprised!
Only, the point of his surprise was somewhat off.
He discovered that according to the age on the ID card,
Elder Su Yan's daughter, Younger Su Yan, was already thirty-two years old this year.
But the Younger Su Yan before him didn't look thirty-two at all.
Instead, she looked like an older sister only a few years older than himself.
Chen Feng couldn't help but admire.
Younger Su Yan really took good care of herself.
And his disciple Elder Su Yan had also said that Younger Su Yan hadn't yet tasted...
hadn't been married yet.
Chen Feng slapped his forehead.
Cursing inwardly:
"What am I thinking about?"
He quickly got to the point, pulling out the Vermilion Fruit he had brought.
Looking at Su Yan, he said,
"Where is your mother? Quickly take me to see her!"
"As long as she takes this Vermilion Fruit, no matter how serious the injury, she should be able to recover."
Seeing that Chen Feng had indeed brought the Vermilion Fruit,
Su Yan truly viewed this little master in a new light.
She couldn't help but ask,
"Mother said that although you are master and disciple,"
"you've only met twice in total."
"Once when you accepted her as a disciple, and once when you transmitted cultivation techniques."
"You haven't seen each other since you participated in the Kunlun Mountain Opening."
"Why are you willing to give such a precious treasure to someone you've only met twice?"
"Master, you must know the current value of the Vermilion Fruit, right?"
Of course Chen Feng knew the value of the Vermilion Fruit.
But for him, there were many things more important than the Vermilion Fruit.
Such as his own disciples.
If it were someone from an Ancient Clan,
there would probably be even more things more important than the Vermilion Fruit.
Chen Feng looked at Su Yan and said seriously,
"I have indeed only met your mother twice, and we haven't contacted each other much on WeChat either."
"But once a teacher, always a father; I will definitely fulfill my responsibilities."
"At the same time, I also hope that my disciple does not come to ruin because of the martial arts I taught."
"As long as Su Yan has not betrayed her master, I will definitely fulfill my responsibility as a teacher."
"I hope this Vermilion Fruit can cure Su Yan, and then I also hope you and your mother can leave the Devouring Heaven Club as soon as possible."
"If there are any difficulties, you can tell me, and I will try my best to help you."
Chen Feng had his own principles in life.
The Vermilion Fruit might be scarce for others, but for him, it was just a matter of buying a few more toy trains.
Su Yan didn't expect that she would actually feel a strong aura of a saint from her master.
But she also knew that it was this very saint who personally cut off the escape route of hundreds of thousands of invaders in the Kunlun Mountains.
Su Yan, her eyes and brows smiling, looked at Chen Feng and said,
"To have a master like you, it's not a wasted journey in this world."
"I can't take your Vermilion Fruit; you must cherish this treasure."
"The Devouring Heaven Club once cooperated with Zhang Bowen."
"He spoke of the preciousness of the Vermilion Fruit."
"He said that once Kunlun opens permanently, this world will never again produce such a treasure."
Chen Feng couldn't help but be taken aback for a moment.
He didn't expect the Devouring Heaven Club to have ties with Zhang Bowen as well.
And what did this "permanent opening of Kunlun" mean?
Didn't the Kunlun Mountains open once every sixty years?
He looked at Su Yan and asked,
"What does 'Kunlun permanent opening' mean?"
Su Yan gave a faint smile.
"It means the Kunlun Mountains will never close again, becoming a part of this world."
"Or it could be understood as this world becoming a part of the Kunlun Mountains."

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