Fierce Battle with Wei Tong

Wei Tong took a deep breath and tossed the token to Lin Ken.

Unwillingness showed on his face as he swung his large hand sharply and said, "Withdraw!"

With that, Wei Tong turned his horse around and headed outside. Behind him, the people of the Bloodcloth Sect followed one after another.

After they had gone a long distance, Gu Ying asked, "Sect Master, are you really going to give up on this Yang Yuan Stone Vein?"

"Give up? How could that be possible?"

Wei Tong smiled coldly and said, "For a Yang Yuan Stone Vein, even if I can't eat the meat, I still have to get a mouthful of soup."

Gu Ying's gaze sharpened as he probed, "Sect Master, are you thinking of having the Blood Wolf Gang get involved?"

"The Lin Family has Master Yan behind them, and our Bloodcloth Sect has the Blood Wolf Gang behind us."

Wei Tong nodded and said, "I think that if this matter is reported to Gang Leader Yue, he will definitely support us. I don't believe the Ten Thousand Gold Commerce Guild, which earns gold by the day, would go to war with the Blood Wolf Gang, who spend all day licking blood from the edge of a blade, for the sake of a tiny Lin Family that doesn't even have anyone at the Lesser Essence Core Realm!"

"Sect Master is absolutely right."

Gu Ying nodded and said, "Among Flame City's three great factions, the Ten Thousand Gold Commerce Guild is the wealthiest. As the saying goes, the barefoot aren't afraid of those wearing shoes. Once war breaks out, they'll be the ones who suffer the greatest losses in the end. They definitely won't start a war lightly."

"Nice idea, but don't think about it next time—because you won't get the chance."

A voice suddenly rang out, drawing the attention of everyone from the Bloodcloth Sect.

"Who is it?"

In an instant, the people of the Bloodcloth Sect all looked toward where the voice had come from.

They saw a figure in the mist ahead, walking toward them.

A moment later, it became a boy of seventeen or eighteen.

Wei Tong stared at him for a moment and asked, "You're Master Yan's disciple?"

"No."

Lin Fan shook his head and said.

"You're not Master Yan's disciple, yet you still dare to be so arrogant?"

Hearing Lin Fan's words, a cold glint immediately flickered in Gu Ying's eyes. "Do you really think we don't dare kill members of your Lin Family? Or do you think that just because someone from the Lin Family became Master Yan's disciple, you can look down on everyone?"

"I wouldn't say I look down on everyone, but a few small fries like you don't fall within that range."

Lin Fan spoke indifferently, as if he truly did not take them seriously.

Wei Tong smiled ferociously and ordered, "Gu Ying, cripple this arrogant brat. Just make sure you don't kill him."

Although he did not know what "small fries" meant, he could tell it was not anything good.

"I am the vice sect master of Flame City's Bloodcloth Sect, Gu Ying, a Two-Seal Symbol Master!"

Gu Ying leapt up, and an invisible force surged out, actually lifting him off the ground into the air.

At the same time, two Handleless Sword Edges circled around his body continuously like nimble snakes.

"Brat, today I'll show you the consequences of arrogance!"

Gu Ying pointed a finger, and the two sword edges circling beside him instantly turned into two streaks of white light, shooting toward Lin Fan at an extremely swift speed.

"Hmph!"

Lin Fan gave a cold snort. The power of his Divine Sense surged out and acted on the two sword edges, very easily wiping away the Spiritual Power Gu Ying had attached to them.

With his Spiritual Power destroyed, Gu Ying immediately gave a muffled groan.

He looked around in terror and said, "Master Yan, I did not know you were here. I beg your forgiveness!"

In his view, only someone like Master Yan could instantly seize his weapons.

"Master Yan?"

Hearing Gu Ying's words, everyone, including Wei Tong, turned terrified.

Never mind that they had just said they were not afraid of Master Yan. If he were truly here, they would kneel faster than anyone.

Lin Fan shook his head and said, "Stop looking. Master Yan isn't here at all. Just now, I was the only one who made a move."

Gu Ying sneered. "How is that possible? A brat like you could surpass me?"

"Today, I'll let you all see my strength!"

As Lin Fan spoke, he fully spread out the power of his Divine Sense.

This Divine Sense was extremely vast. The moment it appeared, it caused the Yuan Power of heaven and earth to boil.

"H-How is this possible?"

Sensing the Spiritual Power that far surpassed his own, Gu Ying's pupils suddenly shrank, and he cried out, "At such a young age, how could your Spiritual Power have reached the level of a Three-Seal Talisman Master?"

"What? A Three-Seal Talisman Master?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone, including Bloodcloth Sect Master Wei Tong, was shocked.

Lin Fan looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, yet his talisman master cultivation had already reached the Three-Seal Talisman Master level.

One had to know, a Three-Seal Talisman Master was an existence equivalent to the Essence Core Realm Small Perfection level.

In the entire Bloodcloth Sect, only Wei Tong's cultivation had reached the Essence Core Realm Small Perfection level.

At that moment, they finally understood why he had said he was not Master Yan's disciple.

Because with Master Yan's ability, he simply could not have taught such a heaven-defying disciple.

Gu Ying shouted anxiously, "Sect Master, today we've already formed a great enmity with this boy. If we don't kill him today, then once he rises in the future, he'll definitely kill every last one of us!"

"That's right, Alliance Leader!"

Another gloomy-faced old man also said gravely, "At worst, we kill him, sell the Yang Yuan Stone Vein to the Blood Wolf Gang, then flee far away. When the time comes, even if the Lin Family asks Master Yan to make trouble for us, they won't be able to find us."

Seeing that his vice sect master and Guest Elder were both saying this, Wei Tong gritted his teeth and said, "In that case, we won't leave any future trouble behind!"

Boom!

As he spoke, vigorous Yuan Power immediately surged out of Wei Tong's body, shaking his robes until they snapped in the wind. An extremely oppressive aura spread out, tinged with balefulness.

His body was like lightning. In a flash, he carried that oppressive aura with him and threw a plain, unadorned punch straight toward Lin Fan's chest!

The punch looked simple and unremarkable, but the sharp Pure Yuan Hardening Qi it carried was even more destructive than a keen blade.

The instant Wei Tong made his move, light surged in Gu Ying's eyes, and an extremely powerful wave of Spiritual Power slammed fiercely toward Lin Fan.

"Hmph!"

Lin Fan snorted coldly. The power of his Divine Sense surged forth and collided with the Spiritual Power that arrived first.

Boom!

When the two clashed, an invisible ripple immediately swept out in all directions.

Wherever it passed, the air was shaken apart, and all the surrounding trees snapped cleanly at the waist.

Some Bloodcloth Sect martial artists who were too close bled from all seven orifices under that spiritual impact and died on the spot.

Pfft!

Gu Ying opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, his mind so dizzy it felt as if someone had smashed his head with a hammer.

A clash of Spiritual Power was even more dangerous than a clash of Yuan Power. The slightest carelessness could turn one into an idiot, or even cost one's life.

Fortunately, Gu Ying was not alone.

At that moment, Wei Tong's extraordinarily sharp fist wind finally closed in.

Facing a full-force strike from someone at the Essence Core Realm Small Perfection level, Lin Fan showed not the slightest fear. Instead, a trace of contempt appeared on his face. "I've even slain demonic beasts at the Essence Core Realm Great Perfection. What is there to fear from a mere Essence Core Realm Small Perfection martial artist like you?"