Chapter 65: China Has Cultivators, and So Do We!

Meanwhile.

Holding his still-unconscious daughter, Zhang Fan sped back to Huaxia and headed straight for a hospital.

Mount Zhongnan.

Catching a glimpse of a figure flashing across the sky, a fat monk narrowed his eyes.

Within mere minutes, the fat monk gathered with a dozen other individuals.

Among them were Taoist priests, as well as recluses from various walks of life who lived in seclusion among the mountains.

"Are you certain you didn't see wrongly?"

An elderly Taoist stared at the fat monk, looking thoroughly incredulous.

"Zhiqiu, you had better not be talking nonsense."

"This is already the twenty-first century. Don't you know that becoming a spirit is forbidden after the founding of the nation?"

"Whether they are demons or cultivators like us, no one is allowed to display divine arts in front of ordinary people. That fellow dared to blatantly fly away across the sky? How am I supposed to believe that?"

A look of utter helplessness washed over Zhiqiu's chubby face.

"This poor monk is a man of religion and never tells lies."

"I did indeed see a person flying across the sky."

The rest of the group broke into whispered discussions, their brows tightly furrowed.

"If it is truly as Zhiqiu says, then this person must be eliminated."

"Not revealing one's divine presence before mortals is an unspoken rule understood by everyone in the cultivation world. For this person to dare disregard it, he must be killed."

"Precisely, or else what if he brings trouble down upon us?"

After a brief consultation, the group mobilized their respective resources, based on the appearance described by Zhiqiu, and set out to search for him.

Elsewhere.

"Doctor, how is my daughter?"

Zhang Fan stood anxiously outside the door, his heart burning with impatience.

Having never mastered medical arts, he was completely helpless when it came to his unconscious daughter.

If he were to use his cultivation realm as a Great Emperor to treat her, her fragile, mortal body simply wouldn't be able to bear it.

The female doctor who had been treating Zhang Fan's daughter walked out and shook her head.

"You needn't worry. Your daughter merely suffered a fright and passed out."

"After sleeping for a few hours, she will wake right up."

"All her vital signs are completely normal."

With that, the female doctor looked up and cast a reproachful glance at Zhang Fan.

"You young parents always love taking your children to participate in thrilling and terrifying games."

「Your child is so young and cannot handle being startled, you—」

Mid-sentence, the female doctor froze, staring at Zhang Fan in astonishment.

"You are Zhang Fan?"

Zhang Fan nodded.

"Yes, I am Zhang Fan. Is my daughter really alright?"

Overjoyed, the female doctor felt that meeting her idol was truly a stroke of great fortune.

After repeatedly comforting Zhang Fan and helping him steady his emotions, she excitedly grasped his hand.

"It is entirely thanks to you, Mr. Zhang Fan, that Huaxia was able to completely defeat the West in the field of microchips!"

"You are simply too amazing!"

Upon learning that his daughter was fine, the stone hanging in Zhang Fan's heart finally dropped.

...

Staring at the crater several thousand meters deep before him, the blond-haired man knitted his brows tightly.

As the heir to the Rockefeller family, Kim wore an expression of extreme distress.

He waited quietly for news.

A man in a black suit walked over, keeping his head lowered as he spoke. "Eldest Young Master, due to the extreme depth of the crater, the only certainty is that no one in our family headquarters survived. We did, however, find the Second Young Master's body inside the pit."

"The Second Young Master evidently fell to his death."

Confusion reigned heavily in Kim's gaze.

"My younger brother was still in Huaxia this morning, so how did he end up at the family estate by the afternoon?"

"Who on earth could have caused a crater of this magnitude?"

"Even the world's most powerful nuclear weapon could never blast out a pit this deep."

A crater thousands of meters deep, with no end in sight.

It was bottomless.

The distance from the earth's surface to the nearest layer of the atmosphere was barely over a thousand meters.

Everyone gathered around Kim remained entirely silent.

At that very moment, the President of the United States stepped down from a helicopter, stumbling slightly as he hit the ground.

Everyone was already accustomed to this.

The US President approached Kim with a grave expression.

"A Huaxia cultivator has made a move!"

"According to our satellite data, it was a Huaxia cultivator who instantly arrived above the Rockefeller family estate and blasted out this massive crater."

Cold sweat broke out across Kim's back, and the look he gave the President carried a hint of disbelief.

"A Huaxia cultivator—just a single person—possessed such terrifying strength?"

"My God, is that even possible?"

The President nodded, gazing toward the mysterious East.

"Huaxia has a history of five thousand years; their civilization and heritage are profoundly mysterious, and can even be described as terrifying."

"Standing tall and unshaken for millennia, they are definitely an opponent that cannot be underestimated."

Kim slumped backward onto the ground.

As a member of the Rockefeller family, he naturally knew far more about Huaxia's cultivators than ordinary people did.

Yet, he never imagined that just any random cultivator would be this terrifying.

However, the President's words quickly reignited a sliver of hope within him.

"You needn't be discouraged, though. Powerful though Huaxia's cultivators may be, they are not beyond our ability to deal with."

"Just as Huaxia has its own supernatural forces, we have ours as well."

Kim abruptly sprang to his feet, gripping the President's hands tightly while staring intently into his eyes.

"I want revenge! I must have revenge!"

"As long as you allow me to have my revenge, I am willing to pay any price!"

"Even if it means selling off the family's assets, I will avenge my family members! I must kill that Huaxia cultivator!"

After offering a few words of comfort to calm Kim down, the President lowered his voice.

"I have already been in contact with Superman."

"He is willing to take action free of charge."

Superman!

Things like Superman were released for ordinary people to watch, leading the masses to view them merely as movies.

Yet as one of the top rulers in this world, Kim knew clearly that Superman truly existed.

Furthermore, there wasn't just one of them; they were a race from outer space whose appearance happened to closely resemble humans.

On top of that, the strength of every single individual within their race was utterly terrifying—

Far more terrifying than anything portrayed in the films.

Kim immediately stated his position.

"Good! As long as you can help me kill the cultivator who destroyed the Rockefeller family, I am willing to pay any price!"

"Mr. President, I leave everything that follows in your hands!"

The US President immediately issued an order, using satellite data to synthesize an image of the Huaxia cultivator's appearance.

Night had already fallen deep over Huaxia.

The following morning.

Zhang Fan left the hospital, holding his daughter, who had already regained consciousness.

Zhu Qingan had been waiting outside the hospital entrance for some time. Seeing that Zhang Qingyun still looked rather frightened, she couldn't help letting out a soft sigh. "Darling, why don't we move to the Zhu family residence to live?"

"The security level of the Zhu family is the highest in all of Huaxia."

"With Qingyun living there, she won't be subjected to any harassment whatsoever, and she'll also have access to top-tier psychological counseling."

Zhang Fan uttered a soft hum of acknowledgment.

"Then I'll have to trouble you."

The tips of Zhu Qingan's ears turned slightly red as she gently leaned against Zhang Fan's shoulder.

"Family doesn't speak of such formal ties. We are husband and wife, what trouble is there to speak of."

"Darling, I've already prepared myself mentally. Tonight, I want to..."