Zhu Zhengqi was also seriously sizing up Yang Fan.
He couldn't see the depth of this young man who didn't have any special features other than his good looks.
He was obviously young, but his eyes were filled with a different kind of melancholy and vicissitudes of life. He was unexpectedly more like an old man than him who had lived for a hundred years.
That feeling was like an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years putting on a young skin, making people feel a little scared.
Also, the aura on his body was faintly discernible. Standing there, he was incomparably relaxed and natural, as if he had already merged with the surrounding environment, impeccable.
"Young man, I see that your breathing is long, your aura is restrained, and your eyes occasionally flash with divine light. Could it be that you are also a Xiantian level martial artist?"
Zhu Zhengqi asked Yang Fan with some uncertainty.
All the characteristics on Yang Fan's body were extremely consistent with the external appearance of a Xiantian level martial artist who was' one with the world '. Zhu Zhengqi's feeling also told him that this was a Xiantian level martial artist like him.
But looking at Yang Fan's age, he was only about twenty-five or twenty-six years old. Even if he started practicing martial arts at the age of three, it was impossible for him to have such high achievements in a short twenty years.
Therefore, Zhu Zhengqi asked because he didn't dare to believe that there was really a genius who could become a Xiantian at the age of twenty.
If it was really like this, then wouldn't the martial artists who reached Xiantian at the age of forty, fifty, or even eighty or ninety have been living like dogs all these years?
"Xiantian?"
Yang Fan stared blankly, then immediately understood. In some of Zhu Huanan's memories, there were indeed some records of the Xiantian realm. That was before the recovery of spiritual power, the Chinese martial artists had another name for the Transcending Mortality realm.
Only those extremely talented martial artists who had cultivated their martial arts to the peak had the opportunity to reach the Xiantian realm. This kind of martial artist was extremely rare. Many times, it was already extremely lucky for a martial artist of the same generation to appear.
In an era where spiritual power was extremely thin or even had no spiritual power at all, these people could rely on their own internal strength to cultivate for decades and reach Transcending Mortality. Their martial arts talent was definitely one in a million.
This kind of person, if placed in West Chu City, in the end of the world where spiritual energy was extremely dense, he would definitely be a powerful existence that surpassed the Master level!
"I can barely be considered as half a Xiantian Martial Artist." Yang Fan nodded and said modestly, "After all, compared with those real martial arts seniors of the Primordial Realm, my cultivation is still far from it. I just barely stepped into the threshold of the Primordial Realm through some tricks. I'm really ashamed."
A third level Martial Disciple Xiantian, in the eyes of the Xiantian martial artists of this era, should be the weakest Xiantian, right?
"Trickery?" Zhu Zhengqi's mind stirred as he asked, "Is it because of those spirit fruits that you and Caiwei discovered together yesterday? I heard from Cai Wei that you actually ate three in a row, is that right? "
Although he asked this question, Zhu Zhengqi was almost certain in his heart that Yang Fan's Xiantian realm was definitely due to the three Saint Virgin Fruits. Otherwise, there would never be a Xiantian martial artist in his twenties in this world.
Having personally experienced the shocking energy contained in the spirit fruit, Zhu Zhengqi had no doubt about it.
This was definitely a great opportunity!
Unfortunately, a large portion of it had been taken advantage of by this young man in front of him.
Yang Fan did not explain too much, only nodding slightly to show his approval. This was a very good explanation, and would save him a lot of talking.
"That kind of spirit fruit, do you have any more?"
A trace of greed flashed in Zhu Zhengqi's eyes. No one could remain calm in the face of such a heavenly treasure.
Yang Fan shook his head slightly, "Not for the time being."
"However," Yang Fan changed the topic, and Zhu Zhengqi's eyes could not help but become fervent again, "that Saint Virgin Fruit tree is still there. Who knows, maybe after a period of time, it will bear new fruits."
"Moreover, this world does not only have one mutated and awakened Demon Plant. If Elder Zhu is interested, why don't you look elsewhere? Who knows, you might find some unexpected gains."
Zhu Zhengqi took a deep breath, the greed in his eyes gradually receding. Yang Fan was right, this world did not only have the Saint Virgin Fruit tree in the Eastern City. There was no need for him to hang himself on a single tree.
With the manpower and financial resources of the Zhu Family, it was not a problem to obtain the ownership of these mutated spirit plants in a short period of time.
"Hahaha, thank you for your reminder, little brother. This Zhu will remember this favor."
Zhu Zhengqi solemnly cupped his fists towards Yang Fan. This was a special etiquette between cultivators, "Also, this Zhu will remember little brother's kindness of giving me the fruit last night. If little brother encounters any difficulties in the future, you can come directly to me."
"Elder Zhu is too polite. That Saint Virgin Fruit originally belonged to Miss Zhu. How you want to use it is your own business. I dare not take credit."
Yang Fan smiled and shook his head gently, not taking Zhu Zhengqi's promise seriously.
In the apocalyptic world, the most untrustworthy thing was a promise, and the most unpredictable thing was the human heart.
After all, not all humans were righteous and fearless. There were also traitors who chose to side with the Demon Race and stab their own compatriots in the back. There were also bandits who only cared about themselves and did not care about the lives of others.
Yang Fan's heart was clear. Zhu Zhengqi's eyes were a little strange when he looked at him just now. Especially when he mentioned the Spirit Fruit, there was a flash of greed in his eyes. Who knew if he would bite the hand that fed him and kill him to steal the fruit?
Yang Fan would never entrust his safety to the kindness and pity of others.
He deliberately threw out information about the Saint Virgin Fruit tree and some other Demon Plants to Zhu Zhengqi in order to dispel Zhu Zhengqi's desire for him. Now it seemed that the effect was not bad.
On one hand, it was a Xiantian martial artist whose strength was not inferior to his. On the other hand, it was an ownerless Demon Plant that he could easily obtain. As long as Zhu Zhengqi was not stupid, he would know which choice was the most beneficial for him.
At the moment, Yang Fan did not want to cause trouble. Before the apocalypse, his most urgent need was to quickly increase his strength.
Of course, if Zhu Zhengqi really did not have eyes and insisted on making things difficult for him, Yang Fan did not mind teaching him a lesson that he would remember. Even if he was the grandfather of Grandmaster Nan Nan, he could not spoil him.
Zhu Zhengqi said, "Little Brother, you're being too courteous. Cai Wei has already told me about the cause and effect of the matter in detail. If it weren't for Little Brother's righteous action, Cai Wei might have suffered a mishap. No matter what, this is Little Brother's kindness to my Zhu Family, and I definitely can't forget it."
Zhu Zhengqi spoke very warmly, as if he was willing to sacrifice himself for Yang Fan, but his actions did not show any concrete expression.
Yang Fan expressed his disappointment.
What was the use of just being grateful? If there was really sincerity, wouldn't it be better to directly convert it into cash?
Unfortunately, he was still a person who cared about his reputation. These words could only be thought in his heart.
The crisis in the villa was temporarily resolved. Zhu Zhengqi ordered the helicopter to land. Zhu Caiwei and Zhu Huawu came to the living room one after the other.
As soon as they came in, Zhu Caiwei ran to Yang Guo and hugged the little girl in her arms. She said excitedly, "Guo Guo, you really scared sister to death. It's great that you're fine!"
Yang Guo saw an acquaintance and hugged Zhu Caiwei intimately. "Sister Caiwei, don't worry. I'm fine. Don't you see that I'm fine now?"
Zhu Caiwei suddenly let go of Yang Guo and circled around her twice to make sure that she was not injured at all. Only then did she really feel relieved. She took her little hand and sat down beside her. She asked in a sharp voice, "Quickly tell me what happened. Why didn't you answer my calls before?"
Yang Guo's smartwatch was still on her wrist. It didn't look like there was anything wrong with it.
Hearing Zhu Caiwei's question, Yang Guo raised her right hand and looked at it. She found that there were indeed two missed calls on the watch. She scratched her head embarrassedly and said, "Maybe it's because I was too scared at that time and didn't notice the wristband vibrating at all."
"Sister Caiwei, you don't know what terrible things happened in our house today!"
Yang Guo said with lingering fear, "First, your little turtle suddenly grew bigger and learned how to walk on two legs. It walked very fast too. It was too scary!"
"Then, my Fatty suddenly went crazy and pounced over to eat your little turtle. After that, Fatty started to grow bigger and bigger. In the end, it grew taller than me. It bared its teeth at me and wanted to pounce over to bite me!"
"When I was scared, I squatted on the ground and screamed. Then, brother Yang Fan came. He killed Fatty and saved me."
Zhu Caiwei heard this and couldn't help but look at Yang Fan. Her eyes were filled with gratitude, "Yang Fan, thank you. It's all thanks to you today!"
Yang Fan shrugged and said, "You're welcome. This is within the scope of my responsibility. But that fat cat actually … Forget it, I won't say it. "
Yang Fan originally wanted to explain the cause of death of the fat cat. But in the end, he gave up. If Yang Guo knew that she killed the cat, she would probably scream in fear again.
The lethality of this primary school student was not something that anyone could withstand.
"You don't have to say anymore. I understand!"
Zhu Caiwei nodded vigorously at Yang Fan and said, "Before at the police station, I wronged you. You were right. It turns out that those pets can really turn into man-eating demonic beasts and bite their owners!"
"What's funny is that I actually mocked you in my heart for having persecutory delusions. Now, it seems that the person who's really funny is me!"
The truth was right in front of her eyes. Zhu Caiwei couldn't help but believe it. Especially when she saw the nearly three meter tall giant black Tibetan mastiff suddenly stand up from the sofa behind Yang Fan. She was so scared that she almost peed.
She recognized this dog.
It was the favorite of her bodyguard Ah Tai. Its name was "Black Lion".
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