Everything happened in an instant, too fast for anyone to react.
“You… you actually used the Yin-Yang Sword!”
Chu Yunxuan lay on the ground, coughing up blood in large gulps. His eyes were filled with venomous resentment as he glared at Tian Fan. The treasured blade he had cherished for years was destroyed just like that.
“Tch, so you’re allowed to use a blade, but I can’t wield a sword? What kind of logic is that?”
Tian Fan shrugged, speaking with indifference.
“Pu—!”
Chu Yunxuan pointed at Tian Fan, wanting to say something, but in the end, he was so furious that he spat out another mouthful of blood.
“Ah, Little Xuanxuan, take it easy. If you keep vomiting blood like that, how much chicken soup will you need to drink to recover?”
Tian Fan put on an exaggerated look of concern as he stared at Chu Yunxuan.
“You… you… pu—!”
Chu Yunxuan spat out one last mouthful of blood before completely losing consciousness.
“Uh… This isn’t my fault…”
Tian Fan turned toward Sun Yueying and the others, feigning innocence.
“Hehe, Little Tian, you remind me of a very cute animal,” Zi Ying said playfully, as Tian Fan approached.
“What animal?” Tian Fan asked in confusion.
“A fox!”
“…”
“What should we do with them?”
At this point, Li Yunyang spoke up.
“Leave them. Let’s go.”
After the chaos caused by the Yin-Yang Sect members, none of the four felt like staying to watch any longer.
“Senior Brother, stop them! Kill that little brat!”
Seeing that the group was about to leave, Yin Shitian panicked and shouted at a black-clothed man beside him. However, the man didn’t respond, only casting a deep glance at Tian Fan’s retreating figure before silently turning and walking away.
Left alone, Yin Shitian could only curse and shout helplessly.
*****
Inside the Fist Emperor Sect, Tian Fan took off his dirty outerwear and pants, revealing a well-proportioned physique. His skin was so smooth and fair that even women would envy him. Now, only a pair of shorts covered his lower half.
At this moment, he was cultivating in his room. His recent battle with Chu Yunxuan had given him many insights, bringing him closer to the Cloud Heaven Realm. He was just a step away, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t cross that boundary.
“It seems that only actual combat can help me break into the Cloud Heaven Realm. Of course, with a powerful source of life energy, I could also cross that threshold.”
Thinking about life energy, Tian Fan felt a wave of regret. He recalled the five Blood Pills he had used last time—such an immense amount of life energy—only for it to be absorbed by the little creature still inside its egg.
“Who’s there?”
Suddenly, Tian Fan lifted his head and looked toward the door, spotting a familiar figure sneaking into his room.
“Little…”
Zi Ying looked up at Tian Fan, her gaze freezing in place.
Tian Fan hadn’t expected her to come in at this moment either, and for a while, they just stared at each other, wide-eyed.
“Ah!”
Suddenly, a deafening scream echoed throughout the entire Fist Emperor Sect, sending shivers down Tian Fan’s spine. He dashed forward, hoping to cover Zi Ying’s mouth, but just as he lunged toward her, a soft leg shot out toward him.
Bang…
Poor Tian Fan was kicked by Zi Ying’s delicate leg and sent flying. He crashed into the wall behind him, his face turning pale as a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
“What’s going on, Zi Ying?”
Hearing the noise, Sun Yueying rushed over. She saw Zi Ying’s panicked expression first and then noticed Tian Fan lying there, wearing only his shorts, with a tiny footprint on his chest. The “truth” immediately became clear in her mind.
Seeing the murderous glint in Sun Yueying’s gaze, cold sweat poured down Tian Fan’s forehead. He hurriedly tried to explain.
“It’s not what you think! Really, it’s not!”
“What’s going on? What’s going on?”
Just then, Li Yunyang arrived. He took in the sight of Zi Ying nestled in Sun Yueying’s arms, looking frightened, then turned to see Tian Fan. He froze in place, petrified by the scene before him.
“Tsk tsk, Little Fan, I never expected this from you. You always seemed so pure and refined, but it turns out you’re just a beast! How could you secretly harass Sister Zi Ying like that? That’s just wrong! And even worse, how could you not invite me?”
Li Yunyang’s voice was full of sorrow as he berated Tian Fan, though he accidentally revealed his true thoughts halfway through.
Bang!
“Ah!”
Sun Yueying was enraged by Li Yunyang’s words. She kicked him hard, sending him flying next to Tian Fan and smashing a bed in the process. Now, the two hapless brothers just sat there, dumbfounded, staring at each other.
Seeing Zi Ying’s frightened expression, Sun Yueying decided to leave with her. Tian Fan panicked—if he didn’t clear this up now, how could he ever live in peace again?
“Senior Sister, listen to me! This is all a huge misunderstanding!”
Tian Fan grabbed a bedsheet from the floor and wrapped it around himself haphazardly as he tried to explain.
“A misunderstanding? Zi Ying, tell me what really happened.”
Sun Yueying turned to Zi Ying, her suspicion evident. After all, she didn’t believe Tian Fan would do something so reckless.
“Well… I’m not sure either. I was the one who went into Little Tian’s room by myself.”
Zi Ying spoke softly, leaning against Sun Yueying.
“See? See? It has nothing to do with me!”
Tian Fan breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing her words, but what Zi Ying said next nearly made him want to die.
“As soon as I walked in, I saw Little Tian charging toward me, completely naked. I-I panicked and kicked him. Are you okay, Little Tian?”
After finishing, Zi Ying looked up at Tian Fan with concern.
Tian Fan felt like crying. ‘Miss, how could I be okay after what you just said?’
As expected, Sun Yueying’s fury erupted after hearing Zi Ying’s explanation.
“Who cares if he’s okay or not? Even if you kicked him to death, it’d serve him right! Let’s go.”
Tian Fan watched helplessly as Sun Yueying led Zi Ying away. At that moment, he knew that his days of suffering had only just begun.
“Tsk tsk, beastly, simply beastly!”
Behind him, Li Yunyang shook his head, muttering under his breath.
“You damn beast!”
Furious, Tian Fan grabbed a stool beside him and hurled it at Li Yunyang.
“Thud…”
Suddenly, the sound of a bell echoed throughout the Fist Emperor Sect, resonating across the entire mountain range.
Four Sect Martial Competition Tournament had officially begun.
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