Chapter 40 Ambushed Again

  "Second brother, let's go, a new 'Fragrant Pavilion' has just opened in the city, gathering the best wine, food and beauties. Brothers are waiting for you to enjoy together."

  Xiao Fang had just returned to his own courtyard when he heard a loud shout coming from far away, and then saw a large black ball rolling in.

  "Oh no, oh no, can't stop now, Second Master, help me ahhhhh...."

  In a loud cry, the big black ball was placed on the table, revealing short limbs and a fat head, coughing, it was actually Tang Jia's young master Tang Long.

  Xiao Fan slowly sat down, poured a cup of tea and took a sip, watching Tang Baozi struggle to get up, with an uncontrollable smile on his face.

  "I'm telling you, Fatty, it's time for you to lose some of that meat or else next time you walk, you won't be steady on your feet," Xiao Fan joked.

  "Oh, Second Master, don't laugh at me. You know as well as I do that this body of mine can't lose weight no matter what. Even if I just drink water, it still puts on flesh. What can I do..." Tang Baozi panted and sat down, hastily drinking a cup of tea.

  Xiao Fan thought for a moment, and indeed, there was such a thing in his memory. Tang Pangzi had actually experienced weight loss before, but he might have physical problems, even if he didn't eat and only drank water, his weight would still skyrocket, and he almost starved himself to death, finally deciding not to mention weight loss again.

  "Second Master, I heard you were ambushed recently. I came by several times but didn't see you. How are you? Have your injuries healed?" Tang Pangzi looked at Xiao Fan with a concerned expression.

  "Nonsense, look at me now, how could I still be fine?" Xiao Fan looked at him with a speechless expression.

  "For crying out loud, which bastard did this, brothers will help you take him down..."

  Tang Pangzi suddenly let out a loud roar, slapped his thigh, and the fat on his thigh shook violently. Looking at his angry expression, it seemed as if he was the one who had been attacked.

  "Cough cough, come on, sit down first, let's talk..." Xiao Fan said with a gentle and pleasant smile on his face.

  "How can you speak properly..." Tang Pangzi let out another angry roar: "Who the hell did this."

  Xiao Fan was startled again by him and looked at Tang Baozi's indignant appearance, as if he were facing an enemy who had killed his father and taken his wife.

  "I said fatty, what's with the loud voice, quickly sit down, you scared me to death." Xiao Fan.

  "Ah, I'm so sorry, Second Master. When I heard about your assassination attempt, I was furious and lost control for a moment."

  Tang Long's words left Xiao Fan speechless for a moment. What the hell, our relationship is just about drinking and eating together, not to that extent yet, what are you pretending to be?

  "If you want to help me avenge, first go and destroy the number one killer organization in the world, Bai Yi Lou." Xiao Fan said calmly with a wave of his hand.

  "Ah... the world's number one killer organization..." Tang Long's face, full of fat, suddenly turned into a bitter melon color: "Second Master, you also know that I'm not very capable, but when I have the ability in the future, I'll definitely help you take revenge..."

  His words made Xiao Fang roll her eyes directly.

  "Hey, never mind that, Second Master. Recently, a new restaurant called Fragrant Pavilion opened in the city. Not only is the food and wine great, but those little girls are also very pretty. Why don't we go together to have some fun?" Tang Long said.

  "Alright, let's go." Xiao Fang had cultivated all the sword manuals in the secret room and was feeling great at this moment. As soon as he heard Tang Long's proposal, he immediately applauded in agreement.

  "That's right." Tang Baozi chuckled and struggled to get up, standing with his massive body and walking out with Xiao Fan.

  Outside the mansion, Tang Baozi's specially made sedan chair was waiting. As soon as he saw the sedan chair, Xiao Fan couldn't help but feel a wave of dizziness.

  This sedan chair is at least twice as large as an ordinary one, with a frame made of steel as thick as a child's arm, and it takes eight sturdy men to carry it.

  "Second Master, shall we take a ride in my sedan chair together?" Tang Pangzi invited Xiao Fan with great courtesy.

  "No way, no way." Xiao Fan waved his hand and looked at Tang Baozi's massive body. The eight burly men were already struggling to lift him up, if he added himself to the mix, they would probably collapse.

  Xiao Fan did not want to be the last straw that crushed the camel.

  At this moment, Xiao Fan waved his hand and ordered someone to prepare a sedan chair. Two sedan chairs went to the newly opened Fragrant Pavilion in the city with a flourish.

  Not long after Xiao Fan left the city master's mansion, in an ordinary civilian residence, Lin Jianren's father, Lin Yuantang, was standing with his hands behind his back. At this moment, Lin Yuantang was wearing ordinary cloth clothes, and his temples were already white-haired, as if he had aged ten years compared to before.

  "Master, Xiao Fan has already left the City Master's Manor."

  At this time, a man in black came before Lin Yuantang and spoke in a low voice.

  "Alright, pass down the order and get into position ahead of time." Lin Yuantang said.

  "Yes."

  After the man in black left, Lin Yuantang's face revealed a ferocious expression: "Xiao Fan, you made me lose my son and heir, today I will make you die without a place to be buried, haha, what can the City Master's Mansion do? The White Robe Building couldn't accomplish it, but today I will." After speaking, he burst into loud laughter.

  Xiao Fan naturally did not know about Lin Yuantang's actions, at this moment he was drinking and having fun with Tang Baozi in the newly opened Fragrant Pavilion.

  Two people sat in a private room, with a table of fine wine and good dishes. It has to be said that the wine and food at this Fragrant Pavilion are really not bad.

  In front of the two, a group of hot and fiery dancing girls were dancing, occasionally throwing flirtatious glances at Xiao Fan.

  "Second Master, how is it? The girls here look pretty good, right? Look at that one, what a big butt; and that one, round little face..." Tang Baozi took a sip of wine, his eyes shining brightly as he stared at the dancing girl in front.

  "Hmm, okay." Xiao Fan responded absent-mindedly, just lowering his head to eat and drink, having grown accustomed to the beauty of the little demon queens Wang Yuyan, Shen Xiangrou, and Liu Suixin, so how could he be interested in the ordinary women of the mortal world.

  As soon as he thought of Liu Suixin and others, Xiao Fan's mind flashed with four god-like figures, and he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

  "What a thought, they may look good-looking, but their true age is probably already several hundred years old." Xiao Fan thought to himself, shaking his head slightly, listlessly listening to the sound of music and dance.

  After a meal of wine and food, the two left the Fragrant Pavilion. The sky was already late, Xiao Fang and Tang Baozi parted ways directly, each returning to their own place.

  "Hey, what's wrong with Xiao Erlang this time? He only watched the singing and dancing, but didn't even find a little girl to have some fun with." Tang Baozi thought to himself as he sat in his sedan chair.

  "Could it be that Xiao Erlang was stabbed to death and then injured, becoming impotent?!" Tang Pangzi thought of this and a sympathetic expression appeared on his face: "Erlang, oh Erlang, I thought you were so carefree and handsome, but in the end you became a eunuch, ah, how pitiful, tsk tsk..."

  Xiao Fan, who was sitting in the sedan chair, let out a sneeze and rubbed his nose with a gloomy expression, muttering to himself: "I wonder which beauty is thinking of me again."

  At this moment, Xiao Fan suddenly felt a chill all over his body, as if an enormous crisis was approaching.

  Before he could think, Xiao Fang's toes touched the sedan chair and his whole body shot up into the air like a cannonball.

  "Hehehe..."

  Just as Xiao Fan's figure left the carriage, a dense swarm of arrows shot towards the carriage, and in an instant, the carriage became a beehive.

  What's even more frightening is that this arrow was specially made, and when it shot into the sedan chair, the entire sedan chair exploded with a deafening crash. The four bearers didn't have time to escape and were blown to smithereens.

  A wave of heat rushed up from below towards Xiao Fan, Xiao Fan's face changed, his right foot tapped on his left foot, and with a burst of spiritual energy, he swiftly fell to the side, barely avoiding the flames.

  Xiao Fan's face turned iron-gray as he fell to the ground, never expecting that he would encounter another assassination attempt just after leaving the City Master's mansion.

  "Kill!" At this moment, a large group of black-clad men rushed towards Xiao Fan from all directions.

  Xiao Fan's face changed, his right hand patted the storage bag at his waist, and four or five flying knives instantly appeared in his hands.

  "How bold!"

  Just as Xiao Fang's flying knife was about to take action, a loud shout rose up. Two men wearing crimson shirts descended from the sky, each holding a sharp sword and charging towards the black-clad man.

  These two Blood Clothes were extremely powerful, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, often with one sword sweeping across, instantly killing several black-clothed men in front of them.

  "These two gentlemen are quite capable." Seeing that the two men who were protecting him were indeed very powerful and could easily kill these black-clothed assassins, Xiao Fan simply crossed his arms and watched the excitement.

  Just as the black-clothed killers were about to be wiped out, suddenly, on the roof of a house not far from Xiao Fan's side, two black-clothed men jumped down at the same time. With a loud shout, their sword energy was like frost, and an overwhelmingly powerful sword energy came slashing towards Xiao Fan.

  Xiao Fan's eyes locked onto the target, his right hand moved swiftly, and two flying knives transformed into two white lights shooting rapidly towards the two black-clothed men.

  "Ding..." The flying knife was fast, but the difference in strength between Xiao Fan and the two black-clothed men was too great. The two flying knives were directly blocked by the long swords of the two black-clothed men.

  "Looking for death." Although Xiao Fan's flying knife was blocked, it wasn't a useless move. The flying knife caused the two black-clothed assassins to pause for a moment, allowing the two Blood Clothes who were protecting Xiao Fan to quickly rush over and confront them.

  On the other side, there were two black-clothed men who had not been killed by the blood-clothed man. They took advantage of the situation and rushed towards Xiao Fang to kill him.

  "With your strength, I'm not afraid." Xiao Fang coldly smiled and raised his right hand. Two flying knives shot out simultaneously towards the two men in black.

  Two flying knives transformed into two white lights, swift as lightning, and shot directly into the throats of the two black-clad men before they could even react.

  In the arena, only two black-clad men were left entangled with the blood-robed men. Xiao Fan shifted his gaze between the two locations, and it was clear that the two blood-robed men protecting him were more powerful than the black-clad men. However, they also couldn't instantly kill the two black-clad assassins.

  "Go die!"

  At the same time, a middle-aged man who was watching the excitement by the roadside suddenly rushed towards Xiao Fang with a killing intent.

  If it were the previous Xiao Fan, he would definitely not be able to sense this middle-aged man's killing intent, let alone dodge it.

  However, at this moment, Xiao Fan's spiritual power had greatly increased, and he was most sensitive to the murderous intent of the middle-aged man. Just as the middle-aged man suddenly rose up, Xiao Fan's shadow quickly moved sideways, and a flying knife turned into a flash of lightning, shooting straight at the middle-aged man.

  The middle-aged man was Lin Jianren's father, Lin Yuantang. His cultivation wasn't high, only at the ninth rank of Mortal Ascension, but for Xiao Fan at this moment, his strength was already far beyond Xiao Fan's.

  Lin Yuantang burst out at that moment, thinking it was a must-kill move, but didn't expect Xiao Fan to seem to have anticipated his attack and dodged to the side. At the same time, a white light flew towards him.

  The white light was too fast, and in the blink of an eye it was about to shoot onto Lin Yuantang's forehead. Lin Yuantang's face changed greatly, and the long sword in his hand danced urgently, barely blocking the flying knife.

  "Ding..."

  Watching the flying knife fall to the ground, Lin Yuantang's forehead dripped with sweat, his heart racing. How did he not think of it? Xiao Fan actually knew this trick of flying knives.

  "The flying knife is not bad, but unfortunately, your strength is too low, go die." Lin Yuantang sneered and rushed towards Xiao Fan to kill him.

  Xiao Fan stood still, as if he had been frightened silly, his whole body motionless.

  "Haha, Rener, your father will avenge you right away." Lin Yuantang burst out laughing, as if he had already seen Xiao Fan die miserably under his sword.

  Closer and closer, Lin Yuantang's sword energy was already able to touch Xiao Fan's clothes, he seemed to have seen the long sword piercing through Xiao Fan's chest.

  "What White Robe Tower cannot do, I Lin Yuantang will accomplish."

  The excitement of being about to kill Xiao Fan, along with a hint of complacency, caused the corners of Lin Yuantang's mouth to reveal a smile, a ferocious and eerie smile, like that of a devil from hell.

  Just as the sword energy had torn through Xiao Fan's clothes, Lin Yuantang's face changed color, the sword energy dissipated, and his entire body seemed to lose all its strength in an instant.

  Only Lin Yuantang's occipital bone was seen, with a flying knife inserted on it.

  Xiao Fan coldly smiled: his right hand moved, and a flying knife once again turned into white light and shot into Lin Yuantang's neck.

  The back of his head and neck were simultaneously pierced by a flying dagger, Lin Yuantang could no longer stand upright, and he fell to the ground in retreat.

  For the first time killing someone, Xiao Fan's face turned slightly pale, but his mouth was still curled up in a cold smile: "If you want to kill me, then you must have the awareness of being killed."

  At the same time, Xiao Fan felt a little lucky that he had grasped the essence of the "Six Spirits Divine Sword". Just as Lin Yuantang's sword was about to kill Xiao Fan, Xiao Fan used the divine sword to shoot the flying knife that Lin Yuantang had knocked down into the back of Lin Yuantang's head.

  "Second Master, are you alright?" At the same time, two Blood Clothes guards who were protecting Xiao Fan had already killed their opponents and arrived by his side.

  "It's okay, let's go, we'll talk about it when we get back."