Chapter Fifty-two Make a Move

  Xiao Fan swayed his folding fan and strolled leisurely on the road, having already put the previous events behind him.

  "Big brother, you're so handsome!" Just then, a little girl of four or five years old came bouncing over to Xiao Fan's side and pulled on his hand.

  "Beautiful..." Xiao Fan was speechless, rubbing his nose, his old face slightly red, and squatting down to say to the little girl: "Little sister, the word 'beautiful' should be used on you, brother is handsome, do you know that?"

  "Oh, I see." The little girl nodded as if she understood, then looked at Xiao Fang with a cute face: "Brother, you're so handsome."

  "Good girl, brother will buy you candy." Xiao Fang chuckled and hugged the little girl.

  "Mom said we can't just eat things given by others," the little girl said with a cute face.

  "Hehe, little sister is so clever, can you tell your brother what's your name?" Xiao Fan smiled.

  "Brother, remember, I'm called Lan'er." The little girl said with a smile.

  "Uh, brother remembered, Lan'er, Lan'er, what a nice name. Come on, brother will take Lan'er to buy some food." Xiao Fang chuckled and took the little girl to the side of the road to buy her two ice sugar gourds.

  "Thank you, brother." The little girl had just remembered what her mother said, not to eat other people's things casually, but now she forgot, and happily ate the candied hawthorn with a big smile.

  "Good girl." Xiao Fan affectionately stroked the little girl's small nose and asked, "Lan'er, why are you alone? Where are your dad and mom?" Although the clothes on her body were not silk or satin, they were clean and tidy, clearly she was not an orphan. Such a young girl was probably sneaking out to play.

  "Mom is just ahead buying things." Lan'er said, pointing forward.

  "Shall we go find mom, brother will take you?" Xiao Fan smiled and said.

  "Okay, thank you brother." Lan Er said in a crisp voice.

  "Let's go." Xiao Fan carried Lan'er to find her mother, occasionally teasing and playing with the little girl, who burst out laughing happily; towards this lovely, intelligent and innocent little girl, Xiao Fan genuinely liked her.

  Xiao Fan carried Xiao Lan to the designated place, only to find that the entire road ahead was surrounded by a crowd of people, who were all pointing and staring at something exciting.

  "What happened up ahead?" Xiao Fang asked, pulling someone along.

  "Alas, it's still those few rascals, they're teasing a respectable woman. Poor couple." The person who was asked by Xiao Fan sighed and said.

  Upon hearing this, Xiao Fan's face showed a hint of worry, looking at the adorable little girl in his arms, with a bad premonition wandering in his heart.

  "Save me, let me go..."

  "Spare my wife, spare my wife..."

  "Haha, scram, or I'll kill you."

  "Brothers, take this little girl back."

  "Hahaha..."

  Xiao Fan pushed through the crowd and walked a few steps forward, and soon heard a cacophony of noises constantly coming from inside.

  "Mom, it's mom's voice." Lan Er said, grabbing Xiao Fan's arm.

  "Oh no." Xiao Fan rushed forward as soon as he heard, and indeed, in front of him, several tall horses were stopped in the middle of the road. The group of rascals he had met earlier was grabbing a beautiful young woman, preparing to drag her onto the horse.

  A young man with a scholarly appearance lay on the ground beside him, already beaten to the point of spitting blood, his face pale and red in patches, weakly lying on the ground and groaning, despairingly watching as his wife was about to be taken away.

  "Mom, Dad."

  Orchid saw it and anxiously called out.

  "Stop!" Xiao Fan shouted loudly, rushing forward and putting the little girl by her father's side. He then coldly stared at the group of spoiled brats and angrily yelled: "Let her go."

  "Haha, surprisingly there's still someone who dares to come up here despite being fearless of death."

  "Haha, how childish..."

  "It's been a long time since I've encountered something so much fun."

  "Hahaha..."

  That group of young masters seemed to have heard the most interesting thing in the world after listening, and burst out laughing.

  "Is it funny?" Xiao Fan looked at the few people coldly, these several young masters were all cultivators, among whom the highest cultivation had reached the 9th rank of the Transcendent Realm, and fortunately, Xiao Fan felt that there was no cultivator who had reached the Condensed Spirit Realm among them, so he didn't have to worry.

  "You're a nosy little kid, since that's the case, let's have some fun with you." One of the young masters sneered and walked out, clenching his fist as he approached Xiao Fang, "I hope you won't die from just one punch."

  "Hmph, you're not bad either, a bit like my younger self. Unfortunately, I've since reformed and don't do such things anymore." Xiao Fan gazed at the approaching young master with an amused smile: "You rascals, I'm too lazy to bother with, but when you bring it to my doorstep, then today I'll have to take care of it. So, which leg do you want?"

  "Little Zhang is crazy, first disable your right hand." The young master sneered and suddenly accelerated his body towards Xiao Fan, throwing a punch at him. On the fist was a faint white aura of yuan energy.

  "Xiao Fan is indeed a good product, not bad, not bad." Xiao Fan chuckled and then his face turned cold, throwing a punch at the opponent's fist. This punch did not have any yuan power wrapped around it, but its force was boundless, with a strength of 100,000 kilograms.

  This punch was launched, and the air emitted a burst of explosive sounds.

  "bump..."

  Seeing his own fist slammed onto Xiao Fan's punch that didn't have a single thread of yuan power, the young master's face revealed a triumphant smile, as if he had seen Xiao Fan's hand being smashed to pieces by himself.

  "Ah..."

  However, his smile soon turned into astonishment and terror, and a blood-curdling scream came out of his mouth.

  Everyone looked on and saw that his arm was completely pulverized, flesh and blood flying everywhere, even the bones were crushed, and fresh blood splattered all over the ground.

  "Ah..."

  "Ah, I'm dying of pain..."

  "I didn't know he was so formidable."

  The onlookers stared at Xiao Fan in incredulity, and saw him coldly smiling. His fist was dripping with blood that didn't stain, and with a 'slap' sound, he opened the folding fan. Looking at those stunned young masters, he said: "I don't want to use force, hand over the person."

  "Bastard, you dare to hurt people, asking for death."

  "Since you want to save this woman so much, I'll kill her instead." The leading silk-robed man sneered, grabbing Lan'er's mother and slapping his palm towards her head.

  "Looking for death."

  Xiao Fan let out a cold laugh, his eyes flashing with murderous intent. With a sudden "whoosh", a dazzling sword light flashed by, and at the same time, Xiao Fan's figure flickered, disappearing from sight before everyone's eyes.

  When Xiao Fan reappeared, his left hand was supporting Lan'er's mother, and his right hand held the unsheathed Frost Iron Sword, with not a single drop of blood on it.

  "Ah..."

  The silk kerchief that grasped Lan's mother was covering his right arm, constantly letting out mournful cries. Only to see his right arm severed into two segments at the root, fresh blood continuously spraying out.

  "Big brother..."

  "Big brother..."

  "Kill him, he actually dared to hurt our boss."

  "Kill him."

  As soon as they saw the miserable state of their leader, the other dozen or so bandits suddenly became enraged and charged towards Xiao Fang with ferocious expressions.

  Xiao Fan let go of Lan Er's mother and allowed her to be with Lan Er, then coldly stared at that group of spoiled brats.

  "I didn't want to take action, but you've gone too far. Don't blame me for ruining you!" With that, Xiao Fan sneered and stepped forward, throwing a punch at the most aggressive young noble.

  "A loud explosion sounded, and that cultivator's own cultivation was not weak, having already reached the fifth rank of Transcending Mortality. However, he was punched by Xiao Fang and spat out blood continuously as he retreated."

  Seeing others rush over, Xiao Fan coldly smiled and threw punch after punch, sending everyone retreating backward.

  "The little guy has some skills." Just then, a man in black let out a cold snort and surrounded by nine layers of yuan power, charged towards Xiao Fang.

  "Detached from the ordinary nine ranks?" Xiao Fan couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, for he had already sensed this extraordinary expert's presence earlier.

  "Die!" The extraordinary ninth-rank master coldly shouted, and with one sword, he slashed down towards Xiao Fang. The nine-foot-long sword tip was sharp and cut down fiercely.

  "Ugh..."

  Xiao Fan threw the folding fan into his storage bag and held the Cold Iron Sword horizontally in his right hand.

  "bump..."

  A master of the 9th rank of the Extraordinary class unleashed his full power, and its might was not to be underestimated. With one sword strike, the sword's edge was sharper than ever before, chopping down on Xiao Fang's Frost Iron Sword. The force was as mighty as Mount Tai pressing down, forcing Xiao Fang to use all his strength. On the Frost Iron Sword, a stream of gray elemental energy flowed, barely holding back the attack.

  "You're just a mediocre talent, yet you dare block me." The opponent sneered and struck down at Xiao Fang with his sword once again.

  "Not only will I block you, but I'll also kill you." Xiao Fan sneered and took the initiative to attack, transforming from a passive defense to an active offense, striking out with one sword after another.

  "Bang bang bang..."

  Xiao Fan, although he had only cultivated one strand of yuan force and was only at the first stage of transcending the mortal realm, his physical strength was incredibly powerful, breaking through to 130,000 jin of strength. When he used his full force, the power of a single sword strike was not inferior to that of his opponent.

  The two men happened to meet their match, encountering each other's strengths, clashing swords again and again, neither gaining the upper hand.

  "Haha, the Nine Heavens of Departure are nothing but this." At this moment, Xiao Fan burst out laughing loudly. Suddenly, the master of the Nine Heavens of Departure discovered that Xiao Fan's sword style had become extremely fast and unparalleled, with each sword strike faster than the last, and each strike more powerful than the previous one.

  "You're just an ordinary kid, how can you draw your sword so quickly?"

  "It's impossible... you've been hiding your true strength... Ah..."

  The black-clad man of the Ninth Rank of the Extraordinary was cut off by Xiao Fang's sword, his arm severed in an instant.

  His arm along with his long sword flew high, but Xiao Fang was merciless, a swift sword flashed by, and in an instant, the opponent's left hand arm was also severed.

  "Ah..."

  Xiao Fan ignored the black-clothed man who had fallen to the ground and was wailing incessantly, coldly shouting: "Scram!"

  As soon as he finished speaking, the stunned young noble quickly mounted his horse and fled.