Seeing Jiang Wudao use the Son of Destiny's common burst skill, Zhou Fan said nothing, only pulling back and retreating rapidly.
Only a fool would confront a Son of Destiny head-on at this time; who knew what Jiang Wudao had burned this time.
Zhou Fan didn't want to gamble his life on how much Jiang Wudao's strength would increase in his burst state.
Jiang Wudao, who had been standing still waiting for Zhou Fan to charge, saw Zhou Fan make a nimble turn and run away, and immediately flew into a rage.
“You pale-faced old dog! Have the guts not to run!”
Upon hearing this, Zhou Fan merely took out his Flying Sword, used the Sword Control Technique, and ran even faster.
“Waaah! You pale-faced old dog, I shall surely devour your flesh today!”
After a strange cry, Jiang Wudao instantly erupted with a speed slightly faster than Zhou Fan's Sword Control Technique, chasing after Zhou Fan like a blood-red meteor.
The two, one fleeing and one chasing, quickly flew over a hundred miles in mid-air.
A quarter of an hour later, the distance between them was less than fifty meters. Jiang Wudao had now become a bloody mess, his entire body like a broken sieve, constantly leaking blood.
But even as his life was about to burn out and his Meridians were on the verge of exploding, Jiang Wudao still seized the moment he could attack Zhou Fan, unleashing a blood-red fist aura, condensed with all his strength, towards Zhou Fan's back.
However, just as the blood-red fist aura crossed fifty meters in an instant and was about to hit Zhou Fan, Zhou Fan, as if he had eyes on his back, narrowly dodged it by turning sideways.
Then Zhou Fan turned around; he had been keeping his Divine Sense active and had noticed that Jiang Wudao, who had thrown that punch, was at the end of his Luck. At this moment, Jiang Wudao's life force was like a flickering candle in the wind, truly about to run out completely.
Jiang Wudao naturally knew his own condition. He inwardly surveyed his already riddled body and said in a hoarse voice.
“Hate, I hate it so much!”
“You pale-faced old dog, if there is a next life, I will surely hunt you down to the ends of the earth, relentlessly!”
As his words fell, Jiang Wudao completely lost all vital signs, falling straight to the ground like a crashing pilot.
Zhou Fan waited a while longer a thousand meters away from Jiang Wudao's death, confirming that this Son of Destiny truly had no hidden tricks. Only then did “Zhou Fan” run to Jiang Wudao's corpse and start dancing.
“My dear brother, you are a Son of Destiny in this life, but it might not be the case in the next.”
“Besides, your soul has been burned out, and you're still talking about a next life with me?”
“Even if you have a next life, what then?”
“Tsk tsk, maybe in your next life, you'll be reincarnated as a black, long-haired beast-eared girl.”
“Will you chase me to the ends of the earth then? That would be very interesting.”
After dancing on the grave for quite some time, Zhou Fan confirmed that Jiang Wudao was dead beyond dead, even his soul completely vanished.
He then dispelled the illusory image of himself standing before Jiang Wudao's corpse in the water mirror, and his true body appeared before the first Son of Destiny to die by his hand, meticulously grinding his bones to dust.
“Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing the first Son of Destiny—Great Qian Emperor Jiang Wudao!”
“Given that the killed Son of Destiny had developed to full potential, the reward has been greatly increased! The host is now awarded a total of 12,000 Luck points!”
“May the host continue to strive and achieve great results!”
After reviewing the System's broadcast, Zhou Fan felt a surge of emotion.
It had been about ten months since Chu Yanran left and he bound the System.
For these ten months, he had walked on thin ice every day, relying on his own efforts and a little help from the System, painstakingly reaching the pinnacle of invincibility in the Fan Realm.
Yet, he almost capsized under the burst of the first Son of Destiny.
Alas, the path of cultivation is long and arduous, difficult and challenging, difficult and steep!
System: “...Host, aren't you merely a little dusty now? What are you being so emotional about?”
“Shut up, System, what do you know? Do you know how much psychological pressure I've endured these past six months by letting the Son of Destiny grow?”
Zhou Fan expressed that his victory was hard-won and he almost wanted to shed tears.
But the System mercilessly exposed him: “Host, do you think I don't know what you've been doing these past six months?”
“You've either been flirting with friends or on your way to pleasure. You call that immense psychological pressure?”
Zhou Fan: “...Cough, System, you wouldn't understand.”
He looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, casually manipulating his True Qi to gather Jiang Wudao's ashes into an urn, taking out the iron plate and storage ring from it, recalling his seventy years of life, and finally sighed faintly.
“It's just a bit of hardship.”
“...Host, you're so good at pretending.”
Zhou Fan: “Patting head.jpg.”
Composing himself, Zhou Fan erected a small dirt grave for Jiang Wudao on the spot, placed the urn inside, and stuck a small white flower on top of the grave.
He then returned home and thoroughly comforted Fu Fu Jie and the three imperial princesses who had been worried sick.
After ensuring everything at Luoyun Temple remained as usual, Zhou Fan flew to the Kang Wang Residence, bringing Kang Wang Puppet Jiang Shiliu and Desire Demon Meng Xue to take control of the Great Qian imperial capital.
In Jiang Wudao's martial Dao storage ring, Zhou Fan had already learned the secrets of the Great Qian Dynasty's protective grand formation.
This protective grand formation could indeed withstand attacks of Foundation Establishment early-stage intensity, but it was in a dormant state for most of the time.
It could only be activated when the Jiang Family imperial clan faced a life-or-death crisis, by a direct Bloodline descendant of the Jiang Family sacrificing their own blood.
The functions usable on a daily basis were limited to detecting unauthorized intruders and basic effects like revealing hidden presences and expelling evil.
Zhou Fan had Meng Xue control Jiang Shiliu, successfully passing the grand formation's Bloodline detection, becoming the sole controller of the protective grand formation in the Fan Realm.
Next was to brainwash the court officials, making them believe that Jiang Wudao had gone to fight a mortal enemy, and both had perished together.
Subsequently, under the secret manipulation of Meng Xue and Zhou Fan, Jiang Shiliu, who was originally the sole heir, successfully ascended the throne, transforming into the new Great Qian Emperor.
Some officials who openly voiced opposition and those whose wills were too firm, leading to incomplete brainwashing, were secretly dealt with by Zhou Fan and Meng Xue.
And after Jiang Shiliu's enthronement, under Meng Xue's control, he maintained the image of a diligent and good emperor, thus the remaining officials gradually accepted this sudden change of imperial power.
After two months spent calmly handling the succession of the throne, Zhou Fan officially turned this Fan Realm into his personal domain.
He also took some time to browse through Jiang Wudao's original three thousand imperial concubines.
To be fair, although Jiang Wudao lacked the capability, his taste was quite good.
It was just that now, they all benefited Zhou Fan.
Although the imperial palace was filled with beauties, Zhou Fan was not in a hurry to spend the night on the Dragon bed.
Because there was a more important matter before Zhou Fan now.
That was, Jiang Qingzhi was about to give birth; Zhou Fan's first child in this life was about to arrive.
After instructing Meng Xue to control Jiang Shiliu to select concubines according to Jiang Wudao's original plan, Zhou Fan returned to the Kang Wang Residence, calmly accompanying Jiang Qingzhi through the time before childbirth.