Chapter 57: Death!

  "Yes, senior!"

  Chen Hao's face was solemn, his eyes flashing with a hint of shock and fervor, as he quickly restrained the arrogant aura around him, bowed his fist and said respectfully.

  "Very good, very good..." The old man's eyes shone with a captivating light as he glanced at Chen Huan back and forth, stroking his long beard and nodding repeatedly.

  At this moment, the entire martial arts arena, all eyes are focused on the old man and Chen Huan as well as several young disciples who followed the old man. Although the vast majority of people only knew from Li Ran's excited and respectful kneeling that the old man's identity was absolutely unimaginably powerful, but did not know what kind of powerful it was.

  Especially disciples like Xiao Jiaxiang's generation who are unknown to those with continuous meaning.

  But without a doubt, the aura of the old man and his several young disciples stunned everyone as soon as they appeared. How high the old man's cultivation was, they didn't know, but those few young disciples, who were at most under twenty years old, could fly in mid-air, and just this point alone made the heads of the various families on the main stage blush with shame...

  But the most excited was Li Ran. Especially when he saw the old man nodding his head in approval at Chen Huan, saying "Very good, very good", he became so excited that he almost floated up.

  This is the president of the Guild of the Kingdom of Town Yuan...

  To what extent has your cultivation reached?

  Martial Saint's Peak, or Martial God?

  Li Ran didn't know. The only thing he knew was that the current Town Yuan Kingdom would find an opponent who could match the president, and it would never exceed one palm.

  In any case, Li Ran did not think that he would come in person. A few days ago, he had only hastily reported Chen Huan's situation to the headquarters of the Association of Intentions, and as long as someone slightly important from the headquarters came, and took a liking to Chen Huan, this crisis could be resolved. But unexpectedly, the big shot was on an entirely different level...

  "Little guy, are you willing to join our guild?" At this moment, the old man's face had a hint of a smile as he gazed at Chen Huan and said softly.

  "This..." Chen Hao already had some understanding of this, and judged from Li Ran's expression that the old man should be the president of the Yi Zhe Gonghui. Faced with this olive branch that could knock people unconscious, Chen Hao should have agreed immediately. But in his clear eyes, a hint of confusion flashed, as if he was hesitating, looking at Xiao Ding on the podium who was excited and trembling slightly.

  Chen Hao's appearance made Li Ran feel a kind of noble impulse. What is this stinky kid doing?

  "Are you the master of the Xiao family?"

  Fortunately, the old man seemed to be unbothered and instead smiled slightly, following Chen Huan's gaze towards Xiao Ding, asking.

  "Yes! Senior! Xiao Xianghao was originally named Chen Huan, and being able to receive your favor is the blessing of our Xiao family for several generations. It's a great honor, a great honor... Chen Huan, aren't you going to thank senior?" Xiao Ding's excited face seemed as if he feared that this windfall from heaven would fly away, and he stared at Chen Huan, shouting. Xiao Ding's words were very clear, even directly calling Chen Huan by his original name without any ambiguity.

  "Disciple Xiao Xianghao, Chen Huan, pay respects to your seniors!" Chen Huan bowed respectfully and performed the standard greeting used in the cultivation world. However, his words were quite thought-provoking. Young people who didn't understand the situation naturally wouldn't know why Chen Huan reported two names. But Li Ran, Xiao Ding, and other old guys felt a sense of relief at Chen Huan's actions.

  The old man's smile on his face became even more intense. Any power, family, or sect that cultivates a disciple is not without desire or expectation, and an ungrateful wolf who forgets the kindness shown to him is the most unwelcome. Chen Huan, at such a young age, has already demonstrated behavior that cannot be simply described as knowing how to repay kindness.

  The old man calmly accepted Chen Huan's kneeling and bowing, then stretched out his hand to support him, saying: "Very good, very good. Actually, you only need to agree to join the Yi Zhe Guild and it will be done. We are an organization, not a master-disciple relationship. But... since you have gone through the ceremony of becoming my disciple with me, I'll make an exception and accept you as my apprentice... haha..."

  The old man's words made Li Ran and the several young disciples behind him almost drop their eyeballs, staring wide-eyed with envy, jealousy, and hatred at Chen Huan, who seemed to be still a bit out of breath.

  Dongfang Zan, who didn't make a sound and even took a step back, as if afraid of being seen by the old man, also gasped in shock, his heart racing with anxiety. He silently cursed all eighteen generations of Dongfang Wangcai's ancestors for their bad luck, thinking that even stepping on dog shit would be better than this... After finally convincing the old Dongfang Wangcai to take action, he was looking forward to a leisurely stroll and countless beautiful women, but didn't expect to run into the leader of the Yi Zhe Gong Hui, someone not even the Dongfang family dared to provoke lightly, in this remote mountain area.

  "Are you from the Dongfang family?"

  Just as Dongfang Zan and his men were about to slink away, the old man suddenly looked at them, narrowed his eyes, and said calmly.

  Dongfang Zan and others suddenly felt as if they had a thorn in their backs, and one by one, they involuntarily came to a stop.

  "What's your name? The four pulses of wind, rain, thunder and lightning, which one do you belong to? What brings you here?"

  "Dongfang Zan... I... I..." Under the elder's questioning, he didn't dare to lift his head and stuttered: "Fang Hui Zhang... junior... junior..."

  "President, Dongfang Zan Gongzi heard that our Yunzhou Wu Hui is in progress, and happened to pass by, so he came to take a look at the excitement..."

  "Let's go, let's go... and see the excitement..." Dongfang Zan said hastily, his eyes gleaming with gratitude as he glanced at Li Ran. He was well aware that if Fangyuan were to tell the master of the house about his "ugly behavior", suffering a bit would be minor, but his future prospects in the Dongfang household would be affected, although he didn't have much of a "future" to begin with. But Li Ran's kindness and generosity had moved him so much that even as a spoiled young master, he no longer had any desire for revenge. All his resentment was directed at that dead pighead. If it hadn't been for that pighead's temptation, he wouldn't have come here, and if he hadn't come here, he wouldn't have encountered Fangyuan when he was being so "wicked".

  "Oh?" The old man, who was the president of the Yizhe Public Association, Fangyuan, looked at Li Ran for a moment, slightly hesitated, and said: "Since that's the case, what are you running for? Am I very scary? Li Ran, continue your competition! Since I've come, let me see if there are any talented people left in Yunzhou..."

  "Yes!" Li Ran excitedly responded, directly waving his hand to signal the referee to continue the match.

  "Farewell, President Fang, Brother Li. I still have some urgent matters to attend to, so I won't bother you anymore... goodbye!" Dongfang Zan didn't have the mood to watch the match anyway, and he said as he walked away with a gloomy face. As he left, his eyes involuntarily took a glance at Hao Lian Wuzi, shaking his head. He knew that in Yunzhou, he couldn't cause any more trouble or stir up any more conflicts. This little beauty who had moved his heart could only be cast aside...

  Afraid he'll retaliate?

  After Dongfang Zan and others left, Fang Yuan looked at Li Ran.

  "Director, a small person is hard to deal with...... As long as the Director is here, he naturally wouldn't dare to be presumptuous. But... I've done this, he shouldn't come to Yunzhou to cause trouble again, right?" Li Ran said with his head lowered.

  "No wonder you're stuck at the seventh rank of Emperor Intent. Proper restraint is fine, but the sharp spirit that's supposed to be there must exist... This little guy can kill those who stir up trouble in front of the ninth-rank Martial Emperor, and yet he can do it in front of you, Emperor Intent! Heh heh... You don't have this kind of spirit... Is it dangerous? But he did it. What is he after? A clear mind. Clearly, he's someone you dislike, but you still want to help him - how is that possible? Especially since you're an Emperor Intent..." The old man said slowly, his voice very low and calm.

  But just a few words, yet Li Ran's whole body was sweating, every word striking Li Ran's nerves, the barriers that had been locked away for many years, at this moment seemed to see a bright light, making every cell in Li Ran's body tremble.

  "Thanks for waking me up!"

  "You don't have to blame yourself either. As the lord of the city, you did this for Yunzhou's consideration..." Fang Yuan saw Li Ran's expression and nodded slightly in comfort.

  ……

  "Fourth round, Xiao Jihan versus He Lian Yiqing!"

  When the judge loudly announced the list of selected players, He Lianyi suddenly jumped onto the stage. Everyone's eyes also turned to Xiao Jihan.

  Only to see, Xiao Jihuan knelt beside the headless fat corpse, with a terrified expression, grasping the broken neck with his hand, as if playing, seemingly unable to hear anyone's voice, muttering to himself in a mournful and shrill tone...

  "Dad, didn't you say that our son would dominate Yunzhou? The Xiao family is ours, the He Lian family is ours... We're not just the number one wealthy family, we also want to become the number one martial arts family... No need to fawn over them anymore! Dad, I've done really well, really well... I became the first genius of the Xiao family, and for three years, every moment was spent pleasing Xiao Ding's precious daughter..."

  "Xiao Bona, that old lecher, was bought off by us and is now obedient... As long as there's a slightly threatening genius disciple, I don't even need to take action myself, they can be ruined... Hahaha... Why? Why?! Everything within sight... why is it all over?! Dad... you're truly useless... Why did you teach me how to play tricks? With my talent, in half a year I went from a 7th rank warrior to an 8th rank martial artist... what can't I do?! But now... everything is ruined..."

  Xiao Jiyuan didn't know when she had already arrived at Xiao Jihan's side, her small face pale, covered in tears, but her eyes stared blankly at Xiao Jihan. It wasn't until this moment, when Xiao Jihan said it with his own mouth, that she finally understood that what Father, Xiao Lao, Chen Huan and others had said was true.

  No resentment towards Xiao Jihan, just regret being too naive...

  "Boom!"

  A brilliant red glow flashed by, and Xiao Jihan's hand suddenly turned bright red. "Hiss..." What made everyone stunned was that Xiao Jihan seemed to have gone mad, using his hands filled with yuan force to insert into his father's fat corpse one after another, inserting several times in a row...

  "Pffft!"

  "Ah..."

  A scream erupted, even Chen Hao couldn't help but narrow his eyes. No one had expected that Xiao Jihans would directly insert it into his own throat and end his life with his own hands.

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