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"Everyone, let's join forces to save Brother Xing Qu!"
Suddenly, someone shouted.
Outside the Listening Rain Pavilion, aside from the elders of the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect, all the disciples sprang into action, launching their attacks toward Ye Fan.
Some threw powerful punches that could shatter the heavens and split the earth.
Others unleashed countless sword shadows that tore through the void.
Some conjured thousands of demonic figures, howling like ghosts and wolves.
At the same time, there were those who also employed the Blood Transformation Technique to strike at Ye Fan.
In short, the disciples of the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect were relentless in their assault.
Almost all of them unleashed their strongest moves.
Although these individuals were not as strong as Xing Qu in terms of cultivation, they made up for it with sheer numbers, and each one was at the Ascension Stage.
With so many people attacking simultaneously with their most powerful strikes, even a strong practitioner at the early God-Slaying Stage would have to take this seriously.
Of course, the elders of the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect were also eager to intervene.
However, although Xing Qu was indeed the Demon Son, he was still a junior figure.
If these elder-level individuals were to step in during a contest among juniors, it would be somewhat inappropriate.
Thus, they simply stood by and observed the situation. After all, even the sect leader had already stepped out from the Listening Rain Pavilion. Even if Xing Qu were to fall at the hands of Ye Fan, with the sect leader present, it was unlikely that they would be blamed.
"Impudent!"
Yet before the attacks from the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect disciples could land on Ye Fan, Dugu Laomo let out a thunderous roar.
An incredibly fierce aura erupted from him in an instant, sweeping through like a tempest and sending those attacking disciples of the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect flying one by one.
"Bang! Bang! Bang..."
A series of muffled thuds echoed as the disciples of the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect crashed heavily to the ground in the distance.
"Sect... Sect Leader..."
The elders of the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect were taken aback and cautiously glanced at the furious Dugu Laomo.
Dugu Laomo snorted coldly, ignoring the elders entirely.
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Wuma Changkong.
Seeing Wuma Changkong's dark expression, cold and icy, Dugu Laomo's face grew even more unpleasant.
Xing Qu had already embarrassed himself by losing to Ye Fan.
Yet at this moment, these foolish disciples were actually joining forces to take on fewer opponents.
Wasn't that even more humiliating?
As the leader of the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect, where was he supposed to put his face?
Moreover, even if they wanted to save Xing Qu, did they really think they could be of any help?
A bunch of useless fools—could they really save him even if they worked together?
"Haah...!"
Dugu Laomo let out a long breath, yet he made no move.
However, an invisible force suddenly appeared beside Ye Fan, directly teleporting Xing Qu away from the spot.
Ye Fan couldn't help but frown slightly, then raised his head to look in the direction of Dugu Laomo.
At this moment, Xing Qu, battered and bruised, lay beneath the feet of Dugu Laomo, having been suppressed by Ye Fan.
“Ye Fan, my young friend, one should show mercy when possible. Xing Qu has already been injured by you; let’s just let this go!” Although pleading, there was an underlying firmness in Dugu Laomo's tone.
His Bloodthirsty Demon Sect’s Demon Son had been harmed right under his nose.
He had been completely powerless to retaliate, ultimately needing to intervene himself to save a life.
This left him feeling quite displeased.
“Dugu Laomo?”
Upon hearing this, Ye Fan recognized the other’s identity.
However, Ye Fan did not respond; instead, he turned his gaze toward Wuma Changkong.
Seeing Ye Fan looking at him, Wuma Changkong cast a deep glance at Xing Qu and spoke up, “Ye Fan, after all, Xing Qu is the Demon Son of the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect, and our Supreme Demon Sect and the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect are both top demonic forces in the southern region. Let’s heed your Dugu Senior’s words and let this matter rest!”
“Alright!”
Ye Fan nodded decisively at Dugu Laomo, indicating his agreement.
He understood that the day of the opening of the Celestial Palace of the Sky was approaching.
The Bloodthirsty Demon Sect and the Supreme Demon Sect are both forces of darkness, but it would be unwise to create too much discord between them.
Although Xing Qu managed to save his life, he had already lost all face.
Earlier, he had been so proud in front of Ye Fan.
Now, he had fallen just as hard.
"Hmph, seeing is believing. No wonder he caught the attention of Wuma Changkong and his daughter." Seeing Ye Fan nod, Dugu Laomo snorted lightly a couple of times and said pointedly, "Wuma Changkong, since I have already met with young friend Ye Fan, we can skip the banquet. Thank you for your kind intentions."
"Bring the Demon Son here. We are leaving."
After giving instructions to the people of the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect, Dugu Laomo cupped his fists toward Wuma Changkong and said, "When those fellows arrive, just have someone notify me. I will come at that time. Farewell!"
With that, Dugu Laomo turned and left without looking back.
The elders and disciples of the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect awkwardly supported the nearly lifeless Xing Qu and, after exchanging farewells, departed as well.
Wuma Changkong didn't mind. Once everyone from the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect had left, he let out a hearty laugh and said, "Trying to test my son-in-law? They really don't know their place!"
In the Supreme Demon Sect, it was easy for Wuma Changkong to guess that the bold actions were undoubtedly ordered by Dugu Laomo.
Wuma Xian'er looked at Ye Fan with a meaningful gaze and smiled, "I didn't expect that they would end up being completely defeated without any chance to fight back. Now, not only has Xing Qu lost its reputation, but the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect will also find it hard to gain respect. Even Dugu Laomo has embarrassed himself."
"Exactly, with such an outcome, how can they still have the face to hold a banquet here?" Lang Sun Chuan said, lightly stroking his beard and smiling.
As soon as he finished speaking, Lang Sun Chuan suddenly turned his gaze to Ye Fan, his expression becoming extremely serious. He hurriedly stepped forward, respectfully bowed, and raised a thumb in admiration, exclaiming loudly, "Master, you truly deserve to be my master Lang Sun Chuan! You are magnificent and powerful, like a deity descending from the heavens."
"Get lost!" Ye Fan laughed and scolded him.
How could a prominent figure at the Late Stage of God Slaying come to flatter me, someone at the Great Accomplishment Period?
Wuma Changkong looked at Lang Sun Chuan with an expression of utter disdain and joked, "I didn't expect Brother Lang to be so adaptable and capable of change. Even your skill in flattery has reached an extraordinary level!"
Hearing this, Lang Sun Chuan couldn't help but curl his lips and replied, "A true man knows when to act and when not to. When one encounters a wise teacher, one must cherish that opportunity."
"But as for your skills in flattery," Lang Sun Chuan shook his head with a sigh and extended two fingers toward Wuma Changkong, saying, "It seems you're still a bit lacking compared to the sect leader!"
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