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Yun Fan let out a cold laugh.
He never expected that this shabby inn was actually a den of thieves, daring to entertain thoughts of robbing and killing.
Upon hearing this, the Weak Innkeeper snapped back to reality, a cruel smile spreading across his face as his icy voice echoed. "So what if it’s a black shop? Here in Blood Demon Valley, without strength, you’re nothing but a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. Sooner or later, you will die here; you might as well make it easy for us."
Yun Fan smirked derisively at the audacity of these people, who dared to plot against him—it was nothing short of seeking death.
Seeing Yun Fan surrounded and unafraid, the Weak Innkeeper's expression twisted into one of mockery. He raised an arm and coldly commanded, "You all go for him; take this kid down!"
The surrounding burly men instantly unleashed their Dantian spiritual power, their True Realm Late Stage cultivation overwhelming as they charged to capture him.
At that moment, several screams pierced the air.
From the adjacent room came a thunderous crash as the wooden door splintered apart. Zhou Da Cong emerged, dragging two corpses behind him, a grin plastered across his honest face.
"Yun Fan! I can’t believe our luck; we’ve stumbled upon a black shop!" he exclaimed. "Let’s take these guys down and rid the world of their evil."
The burly men and the Weak Innkeeper were taken aback by this turn of events; they hadn’t expected that this kid had resisted the effects of the mind-numbing incense. Moreover, he had already killed their two brothers.
Yun Fan nodded with a smile, his cold laughter ringing out once more. "Indeed, we must take care of these people."
As soon as he finished speaking, an aura erupted from Yun Fan's body. His Xuanjing second layer cultivation revealed itself as the Jiu Yang Sword shot forward.
The sword light was dazzlingly bright, accompanied by thunderous sounds.
The two burly men standing in front were instantly pierced through by the sharp blade, blood spraying forth as terror filled their eyes. Their bodies swayed unsteadily before collapsing to the ground, devoid of any life.
Yun Fan stood before him, and the aura of his Xuanjing cultivation erupted, revealing a look of fear in his eyes. He hadn’t expected to kick a hard board; without a second thought, he shouted loudly.
“Brother!”
As soon as the words left his mouth, a violent energy surged toward them, causing the wooden planks to creak and splinter. A towering figure appeared, his face marred by a long scar, wielding a massive axe as he stared at Yun Fan and Zhou Da Cong.
He was utterly astonished. The two before him were surprisingly young, yet both possessed Xuanjing cultivation. They must belong to some major power's Core Disciples or Heavenly Talents within a Sect; otherwise, it would be impossible for them to achieve such levels at their age.
Particularly striking was the handsome young man, who emanated an aura of second-tier Xuanjing cultivation. His imposing presence was so fierce that even the Scarred Man felt a twinge of trepidation.
The fierce expression on the Scarred Man’s face vanished in an instant. He clasped his hands together and wore a friendly smile as he spoke.
“Gentlemen, my subordinates have acted thoughtlessly and offended you. I am willing to compensate you with fifty thousand spirit stones as an apology for today’s recklessness. I hope you can let this matter go and treat it as if it never happened.”
Upon hearing this, Yun Fan didn’t regard the group before him with any seriousness. A mere Mysterious Realm Level Four could hardly withstand a single strike from him.
With a cold laugh, he replied, “You think you can just kill or leave as you please? It’s not that easy.”
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