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Chapter 1933: Chapter 1798: Too Many Lice to Itch

The entire shop was in chaos, deathly silent.

Ye Fan’s ruthless and bloody methods instantly shocked everyone.

No one expected he truly dared to strike without restraint—this was too surprising for them and deeply instilled fear!

To them, this was someone who didn’t follow the rules, showed no apprehension, and completely disregarded the forces behind them.

Faced with such a reckless and fierce person, these people felt their legs tremble, with fear spreading among them like an infectious disease.

"Get out!"

Ye Fan’s icy voice echoed in their ears, sending a chill down everyone’s heart.

"You’re asking for death!"

Mo Yangsheng was furious, a flash of light appeared in his hand, and a Bone Blade Demon Artifact appeared, which he fiercely slashed towards Ye Fan.

So many had come for revenge, only to be intimidated by one person—this was a huge humiliation.

"Bang!"

Ye Fan pointed out a finger, his sharp Finger Beam instantly shattered the Bone Blade Demon Artifact, and then, like a phantom, he advanced and slapped Mo Yangsheng, sending him flying seven or eight yards out of the shop.

Half of Mo Yangsheng’s face instantly swelled into a pig head, nearly all his teeth were knocked out, his face contorted in pain.

"Kill him, kill him for me!"

Mo Yangsheng shouted loudly, completely unaware of the discrepancy between him and Ye Fan.

"Everyone attack, I don’t believe he has three heads and six arms; a hero can’t withstand many people."

One of the house servants unwisely shouted, flipping his hand to reveal a blue, venomous Bone Spur.

"Hoo-rah!"

More than ten house servants brandished their Demon Artifacts, shouting as they charged towards Ye Fan, attempting to overwhelm him with sheer numbers.

However—

What awaited them was a beautiful Bhiran flower!

Ye Fan’s figure moved like lightning, his Purple Diamond-like fist pierced through eternal void, with nothing able to stop it.

Even though their Demon Artifacts were coated with lethal poisons, they couldn’t even pierce Ye Fan’s skin, rendering them useless.

"Bang!"

Ye Fan swung a punch, one Mo Family house servant was shattered into pieces, blood splattering without even making a sound before dying unexpectedly.

Immediately following, Ye Fan attacked again, his Purple Diamond-like fist smashed the Demon Artifact blocking his way into powder, and then his fist rapidly enlarged in front of his eyes.

"Bang!"

A thousand blossoms bloomed, the person’s head suddenly exploded, his Divine Soul directly erased.

"Ah..."

The remaining people finally screamed in terror, realizing Ye Fan’s speed was too fast and their attacks couldn’t keep up with him.

Moreover, his body could rival Demon Artifacts, a punch shattering their Demon Artifacts, such strength was truly terrifying.

Ye Fan moved like a leisurely stroll, graceful in posture, each strike could reap a life.

Though it was killing, it carried a beauty, an ethereal quality, as if demonstrating an art.

This was the art of killing, like flowing clouds and running water, like a deer hanging its horns, very natural, hauntingly beautiful, almost pleasing to the eye.

In a blink, more than a dozen Mo Family house servants had become cold corpses!

Accurately, being able to preserve a corpse was considered fortunate by now, as more were just scattered flesh, impossible to discern their original appearance.

"Demon, you’re a demon..."

Mo Yangsheng was extremely terrified, nearly wetting himself, seeing Ye Fan approaching with a smile, he retreated in terror, completely losing his previous arrogance.

"Your last words!"

Ye Fan stood before him, his cold eyes looking at him, as if staring at an Yan stone without any life, such a gaze made his heart palpitate.

"No... don’t kill me, killing me will do you no good, as long as you don’t kill me, I promise I’ll not trouble you again."

Facing death, Mo Yangsheng completely cowered, howling repeatedly.

At this moment, he regretted deeply; if he knew Ye Fan was this fierce, he wouldn’t have come for revenge.

Even if he did, he would’ve brought strong people from his clan, rather than just a few house servants.

But it was too late to say anything now, Ye Fan clearly had no intention of letting him go.

"Where were you before? Now you want to beg, but it’s too late!"

Ye Fan slowly raised his hand, his Purple Diamond-like looming hand looked like the death god’s to Mo Yangsheng.

"Don’t kill me, I beg you, don’t kill me, killing me won’t let you live, my father won’t let you go!"

Utterly helpless, under the threat of death, he dragged out his entire clan.

"Even if I don’t kill you, will your clan let me go?"

Ye Fan didn’t believe the Mo Family would be so magnanimous. The feud had already been established, and being soft-hearted would only bring endless trouble. It was better to cut the grass at the roots and eliminate future problems.

"They will, they definitely will. I swear, our family will absolutely not seek trouble with you, or I won’t die a good death!" Mo Yangsheng swore fiercely, yet a deep-seated hatred hid in the depths of his eyes.

Having struggled on the line between life and death countless times, Ye Fan knew all too well what that look meant.

"Your heart and words don’t match. You plead for mercy with your mouth while your mind schemes on how to deal with me later. You cannot be spared!" Ye Fan raised his hand and, with a strike of his palm, smashed down on Mo Yangsheng’s head.

"Ye Fan, no..."

An exclamation sounded from behind Ye Fan, but it was already too late; his palm had already struck, and Mo Yangsheng’s head shattered, his spirit scattered.

"Sigh..."

Zi Xiaoyi hurried from behind, looking at Mo Yangsheng’s ruined head, heaved a long sigh, and said, "You’ve caused trouble, you’ve caused big trouble!"

"No worries, it’s just a small Mo Family. As long as the older generation doesn’t intervene, the younger generation is useless."

Ye Fan smiled and said, "Besides, I dared to offend the Xing Family; am I afraid of a mere Mo Family?"

"You..."

Zi Xiaoyi was at a loss for words, Ye Fan’s attitude was a classic example of not fearing itchiness from too many lice or worry from too much debt, throwing caution to the wind.

Since Mo Yangsheng was dead and nothing else could be done, Zi Xiaoyi had to work with the shop clerk to transport the corpses out of the store, cleaning up afterward.

"Destroy the evidence. When the Mo Family comes, deny everything; let him remain dead without evidence!"

Zi Xiaoyi was evidently skilled at this, setting fire to burn the bodies of Mo Yangsheng and the Mo Family house servants to ashes.

However—

Covering up the truth was impossible; many cultivators outside witnessed Ye Fan’s actions.

In the following days, the Mo Family was furious, but due to the rules that the older generation couldn’t act against the competitors in the selection, they had to endure it.

Yet everyone knew that if Ye Fan couldn’t break into the top ten, he was as good as dead and would never leave Ancient Demon City alive.

In these days, Ye Fan remained in seclusion, cultivating the Heavenly Demon Eye in his room daily.

This was an ancestral secret technique of the Purple Demon Family, terrifyingly powerful. Anyone struck by the Heavenly Demon Eye’s beam was almost certainly doomed.

Therefore, the Heavenly Demon Eye was also called the Eye of Death.

Yet because of the Heavenly Demon Eye’s terrifying nature, it was extremely difficult to master. Even with Ye Fan’s comprehension, he could only painstakingly fumble through.

Though he hadn’t appeared before everyone, tales of him gradually spread throughout Ancient Demon City.

Rebuking Xingtian, the strongest heir of the Xing Family, ruthlessly killing the Mo Family’s playboy Mo Yangsheng—these events became topics of discussion among many cultivators over meals, widely spread and even evolving into several different versions.

Some said Ye Fan rebuked the strongest heir of Xing Family because he wanted to steal his woman.

Others claimed it was because Ye Fan disliked Xingtian’s arrogant demeanor.

Various stories circulated, causing a storm, vividly detailed, with storytellers passionately elaborating and listeners keenly engaged.

As time passed day by day, there were ten days left until the selection officially began, and more young strong people from various families arrived.

The whole Ancient Demon City seemed to become a haven for cultivators, with common people nearly invisible. Many ordinary folks rented out their homes, making a substantial profit, temporarily relocating to their relatives’ rural homes.

However, during these days, Ye Fan sensed something amiss; at night, outside the city, in the Demon Beast Forest, the howls of those demon beasts had notably increased.

Lately, many cultivators had ventured out to the Demon Beast Forest to hunt demon beasts, acquiring demon crystals, skins, and flesh.

Many powerful demon beasts had delicious meat, their flesh containing pure death energy, beneficial both to cultivators and ordinary people.

Of course, humans weren’t the only ones hunting demon beasts; demon beasts also hunted humans, and some powerful demon beasts possessed intelligence.

Standing on a small building, gazing into the distance, one could see a vibrant scene, making Ye Fan feel nostalgic as if returning to the Xuan Realm.

In the entire Demon World, apart from the lack of lifeblood and cultivation of death energy, they were no different from humans of the Xuan Realm.

He recalled many bits and pieces about the Xuan Realm, which was a beautiful memory in his heart!

He thought of Tong Qianchen in seclusion at the Cold Pond, thought of Yaling, whose love was sealed with a kiss, thought of comrades who fought side by side, thought of the Old Bastard, the Sloppy Elder...

Those familiar faces emerged in his mind, but regrettably, now they were worlds apart, in different Star Domains, in different worlds.

"Stay true to one’s original aspirations, remain unwavering! I haven’t forgotten my original aspirations..."

Ye Fan pondered deeply, then gently closed his eyes, silently affirming in his heart.

For the sake of past vows and promises, he braved thorns, unafraid of hardships, from Earth to Xuan Realm, then to Xing Kong Gu Road, and finally to the Demon World, consistently holding fast to his original heart.

It was precisely this perseverance that unleashed his intense potential during each life-and-death crisis, turning danger into safety, escaping from death.

"What’s going on??"

Suddenly, Ye Fan keenly noticed a sense of unease permeating the Demon Beast Forest, and those demon beasts became increasingly manic!

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