Chen Fan stood in place for a long time, unable to process what had just happened.
What was this about the City of Freedom being gifted to him?
In the Lower Realm, he was the City Lord of Wenlan City. Now, in the Immortal Realm, he was to be a City Lord again?
"Buzz!"
The thatched hut, the futon that once belonged to Yifu, suddenly glowed. In the end, it transformed into a large seal.
The City Lord's Seal.
The moment the seal entered his hand, Chen Fan knew what it was.
Holding the City Lord's Seal, Chen Fan faintly sensed the state of the entire city.
Through the seal, he could mobilize and even control the entire City of Freedom.
Not just the city, but he also sensed countless threads connecting to the City Lord's Seal.
These were the residents of the City of Freedom.
With the City Lord's Seal in hand, he could sever the connection with the residents of the City of Freedom at any time.
The City Lord's Seal, keeping the residents within the city, could sever their connection, allowing them to leave the City of Freedom.
This city itself seemed to be an immensely powerful weapon.
While not as potent as divine weapons like the Tian Cong Yun Sword, it was not weak either.
Creak!
Chen Fan pushed open the door of the thatched hut.
The previous battle had somehow not damaged the hut.
This meant that everything that had happened before was known only to him and Yifu.
To contain a world within a mustard seed – such a technique could only be achieved by the sixth strongest person in the world.
The moment he stepped out of the thatched hut, Long Ling's eyes snapped open.
Long Ling seemed to sense something, her pupils contracting: "Master? How could he have given you the City Lord's Seal?"
Chen Fan: "..."
If he had a choice, he truly wouldn't want to be a City Lord.
He extended the City Lord's Seal towards Long Ling: "Your master is gone. He's gone to become an Emperor. Otherwise, you take this City Lord's Seal. From now on, you are the City Lord of the City of Freedom."
Long Ling clearly knew something. When Chen Fan mentioned Yifu going to become an Emperor, a look of sheer joy flashed across her face.
"Could you be the fated person Master mentioned?" Long Ling exclaimed.
"I don't know about any fated person," Chen Fan shook his head, a bitter expression on his face. "Your master gave me this thing, said he was going to become an Emperor, and that he gifted me the City of Freedom. Sigh..."
As Chen Fan finished speaking, Long Ling suddenly bowed: "Long Ling greets the City Lord..."
Wait, hold on.
Chen Fan was flustered. Who is the City Lord? I'm not!
Long Ling stood up. From her thatched hut, a beam of sword light suddenly shot out, hanging in the sky above the City of Freedom.
All eyes were drawn to Long Ling's long sword.
Then, her voice echoed through every corner of the City of Freedom. "From this day forward, Chen Fan, is the new City Lord of the City of Freedom."
Chen Fan: "..."
Was he being forced into this position?
Long Ling's voice resonated throughout the City of Freedom.
The entire City of Freedom fell silent.
Among the five great continents of the Immortal Realm, the City of Freedom stood independent.
This was the voice of freedom of the sixth strongest person in the world, and it was already subtly shaping up to be the sixth major power in the Immortal Realm.
Who would have imagined that today, the City of Freedom would have a change of City Lord?
At this moment, all figures who had been meditating cross-legged before the thatched huts stood up.
These were all Yifu's disciples, including Di Long, Qing Luan, and others!
Everyone faced Chen Fan, bowed, and in unison, their voices reached Chen Fan's ears: "Greetings, City Lord."
This!
Chen Fan was speechless for a long time.
What was this?
And this was not the end. Long Ling's voice continued: "All residents of the City of Freedom are to gather at the central city before evening to pay homage to the new City Lord."
During this period, Chen Fan's name had become renowned throughout the City of Freedom.
Whether they were residents or outsiders, everyone had heard his name.
Who could have imagined that in just a few days, Chen Fan would become the new City Lord of the City of Freedom?
Where was Yifu?
The old City Lord?
...
"Quick, send out the news..."
"Open the void passage..."
"Hurry back to the sect to report this matter..."
"..."
All the outsiders in the City of Freedom, or those monitoring Chen Fan, were stunned by this news.
The change of City Lord in the City of Freedom was a momentous event.
Furthermore, there was Yifu.
Why did he pass on the position of City Lord to Chen Fan?
The reason for Yifu's abdication was something all factions needed to understand.
Had something happened to Yifu?
If that were the case, various factions would not allow the City of Freedom to fall into Chen Fan's hands.
This person hailed from the Lower Realm, from the wasteland, and was a focal point of contention for various forces.
The news had to be relayed as quickly as possible to allow all parties to react swiftly.
Of course, Chen Fan was unaware of these matters.
At this moment, Chen Fan was receiving the salutations of Yifu's disciples.
After a while, Tian Zai, Huang Die, and Pang Tong also arrived. Looking at Chen Fan, who was receiving their bows, the two beasts and two humans were speechless for a long time.
"Heh heh!"
Tian Zai gave a wry smile: "This has truly solidified the title of City Lord. He was a City Lord in the Lower Realm, and now he's a City Lord in the Immortal Realm."
"Monster," Huang Die echoed beside him.
Wu Sheng didn't say much, merely watching Chen Fan from afar.
The most excited was undoubtedly Pang Tong.
He was a follower of Chen Fan. With Chen Fan becoming the new City Lord of the City of Freedom, his status would naturally soar.
Did that not mean that in the City of Freedom from now on, he could walk around with impunity?
Not everyone had the protection of a City Lord.
The central thatched hut.
Chen Fan wanted to leave, but was forcefully kept there by Long Ling and the others.
"I really don't want to be a City Lord."
Chen Fan had repeated this sentence many times.
Unfortunately, Long Ling and the others simply didn't listen, firmly believing him to be the new City Lord.
Not only that, but on the bluestone path in front of the thatched hut, table after table was set up.
From time to time, people descended from the sky, placing items on the tables.
Chen Fan saw figures shuttling back and forth, converging rapidly.
Anyone who could come here were residents of the City of Freedom.
Outsiders were not allowed in.
These residents of the City of Freedom were already familiar with Chen Fan.
The "dead towers" they were connected to were all resolved by Chen Fan.
Without Chen Fan, who knew how many of them would have died.
The sky quickly darkened.
Around the central thatched hut, dense figures were gathered.
They stood quietly and orderly, gazing in the direction of the central thatched hut.
"City Lord."
Long Ling bowed before Chen Fan: "All residents of the City of Freedom have arrived. Please say a few words."
Chen Fan: "..."
I don't want to speak, not out of modesty, but out of genuine unwillingness.
Chen Fan had many other things to do. He still needed to find the remaining two divine artifacts and didn't want to waste time here.
However, looking at the burning gazes of Long Ling and the others, Chen Fan finally compromised.
"Alright," Chen Fan stood up.
Beneath his feet, the ground rumbled, and in an instant, a stone platform slowly rose, lifting Chen Fan.
And so, all eyes were fixed on Chen Fan.
The City Lord, appearing.