This Kid Was Too Low-Key

Su Fan knew perfectly well that these people had definitely come for Xu Wen.

By now, Old Xu had sobered up too. He gave Su Fan a shove.

"Brother, hurry and go..."

Su Fan was so infuriated by his words that he almost laughed. I'd love to leave, but where the hell am I supposed to go?

"Big Brother, where are we supposed to go? We might as well fight..."

He took out two Adamantine Talismans and slapped one onto each of them.

Only then did Old Xu realize that the two of them had already been trapped in the alley. He knew that today, their prospects were grim.

He pulled a High-grade Talisman from his Storage Bag and shoved it into Su Fan's hand.

"Brother, I'm sorry. I'll hold them off in a moment. Find a chance and escape."

Su Fan accepted the talisman. This was probably Old Xu's most prized possession.

The people opposite them had black cloths covering their faces. Their leader was a Rogue Cultivator at the Qi Refining Sixth Layer, watching them coldly.

He did not waste a single word and waved a hand at his subordinates.

"Attack..."

The dozen or so Rogue Cultivators at both ends of the alley drew their magic swords and talismans, closing in on them from both sides.

Xu Wen took a deep breath. It looked like he was done for today.

But even if he died, he had to drag a few of them down with him. He raised his hand and was just about to bring out his magic weapon.

Before he could do so, however, Su Fan, who had been standing beside him, suddenly vanished.

Xu Wen saw a black rope shoot past him with a sharp whoosh.

An icy, sinister aura instantly spread through the alley, making him shudder.

Faintly, he heard heart-rending howls ringing in his ears, leaving his head spinning.

Several low-level Rogue Cultivators had just charged forward when they were entangled by the Ghost Luo Whip.

This demonic cultivator's magic weapon could not only corrode magic weapons, but also devour souls and seize spirits, attacking its opponents' souls.

"Ah... ah..."

Those Rogue Cultivators were all only at the early Qi Refining stage. How could they withstand the sinister and vicious Ghost Luo Whip? Their living souls were instantly devoured, leaving them as Walking Corpses.

At the same time, Su Fan had already appeared on the other side.

He flung out a handful of Bone Corroding Sand. Before the several Rogue Cultivators could react, they were showered from head to toe. They collapsed one after another, screaming and howling.

The Rogue Cultivator leading them inwardly cried out that something was wrong. He hurriedly slapped his Storage Bag, trying to bring out his magic weapon.

A flash of lightning flickered in Su Fan's eyes. The other man heard a buzzing in his head, and his vision instantly went black.

Before he could recover, Su Fan was already standing before him.

Without even drawing his sword, Su Fan reached out, grabbed the man by the neck, and violently swung him to the side.

Bang!!

Su Fan smashed the man's head against the alley wall. It exploded instantly, spraying blood and brain matter everywhere.

The splattered blood and brains also spattered onto his arm.

"Ugh!!"

Su Fan shook the blood from his hand with a look of disgust, then took out a piece of cloth and wiped it clean.

Xu Wen had still been preparing to fight for his life, but who could have expected that more than a dozen people would be gone in the blink of an eye?

Especially the Qi Refining Sixth Layer cultivator from the other side—Xu Wen knew that man.

He was the sworn enemy of Swift Wind Hall, the second-in-command of the Dark Cloud Gang.

He had been a bandit cultivator before, and was savage and brutal. His combat strength was formidable, and he had a fearsome reputation throughout Shaoyang Market Town.

Who would have thought that Su Fan would blow his head apart in a single exchange?

Whoosh!!

A black shadow howled past Xu Wen, devouring the living souls of several Rogue Cultivators who were still screaming.

After devouring the living souls of more than a dozen Rogue Cultivators in succession, the Ghost Luo Whip grew even more sinister and terrifying. It twisted several times in midair before darting straight toward Xu Wen.

Su Fan moved and appeared beside Old Xu.

The Dao Seed within his body exploded with a boom. Purple currents of electricity surged from his arm, and he seized the Ghost Luo Whip.

The sinister and terrifying Ghost Luo Whip immediately became docile, obediently allowing Su Fan to put it into his Storage Bag.

Su Fan cleaned up the battlefield, piled the dozen or so corpses together, and tossed out a Fireball Talisman.

Boom!

The corpses piled in the alley were instantly swallowed by flames that shot into the sky.

Su Fan grabbed Xu Wen by the arm and turned to leave the alley.

"Old Xu, don't go home tonight..."

Old Xu nodded blankly, then turned to look at Su Fan.

"Brother, are you a demonic cultivator?"

Su Fan was amused. He shook his head.

"I'm not a demonic cultivator. I got that magic weapon from a demonic cultivator."

Only then did Old Xu let out a sigh of relief. As long as Su Fan was not a demonic cultivator, everything was fine.

Just after they left the alley, several cultivators suddenly descended from the sky and blocked their path.

Xu Wen took one look and immediately went dumbfounded.

These people were from Qingxuan Sect. They must have been the Law Enforcement Team patrolling the market at night, drawn over by the firelight.

Of course, it was also possible that the Dark Cloud Gang had bribed them.

But Old Xu thought that unlikely. The Qingxuan Sect's Law Enforcement Team was made up of Inner Sect disciples. Those people were arrogant and lofty, and would never stoop to regard Rogue Cultivators with any importance.

The Qingxuan Sect cultivator leading them was at the Late Qi Refining stage. He looked at them coldly.

"Were those people just now killed by you?"

Xu Wen was so frightened that he could not speak. Su Fan had no choice but to step forward.

"I killed them. They were bandit cultivators who tried to rob us in the alley just now..."

The Qingxuan Sect cultivator clearly did not believe him. He gave a cold laugh.

"Enough nonsense. Come with us..."

Su Fan knew perfectly well that if they really went with them, they would be at the mercy of others.

Suddenly, an idea struck him.

He reached into his Storage Bag, took out a Flying Sword Token, and tossed it to the Qingxuan Sect cultivator opposite him.

Seeing that Su Fan was not meekly submitting, the man had already grown impatient and was just about to order his men to seize the two of them.

Then he saw Su Fan throw over a Flying Sword Token. He caught it and examined it carefully, his expression changing instantly.

The man looked up at Su Fan, his attitude softening considerably.

"Since you encountered bandit cultivators, you may go back for now. I'll take this token first. Once we finish investigating, I'll return it together with the rest."

Su Fan breathed a sigh of relief and nodded before pulling Old Xu away.

Old Xu, who had originally been drunk out of his mind, had now sobered up completely.

He had seen the Qingxuan Sect's Law Enforcement Team before. They were nothing like the Outer Sect Disciples who managed the market.

Those people had never been reasonable. They handled matters simply and brutally, without even giving anyone a chance to defend themselves.

Forget Rogue Cultivators—even the Outer Sect Disciples of their own sect were beneath their notice.

"Brother, you must have latched onto some powerful patron, huh..."

Su Fan grinned when he heard Old Xu.

"Big Brother, if I'd latched onto some powerful patron, would I still be setting up a stall in the market?"

Xu Wen thought that made sense, but after thinking about it, he felt something was off.

He had personally seen the change in the Qingxuan Sect disciple's expression. The man had clearly been wary of Su Fan.

But since Su Fan did not explain, Old Xu did not feel it appropriate to ask. He could only hurry along behind Su Fan.

It was already midnight, so Su Fan had no choice but to bring Old Xu to his own home.

Old Xu followed Su Fan into the courtyard, and his expression changed.

Su Fan had always used the Hidden Breath Art to suppress his cultivation to the Qi Refining Third Layer, and he deliberately dressed in rags.

That was why, when Old Xu encountered Su Fan in the market, he had assumed that Su Fan was not doing well.

But after seeing where Su Fan lived, he was no longer sure.

Renting this courtyard would cost at least two or three hundred spirit stones a year.

Old Xu had originally wanted to help Su Fan properly in the future, but now it seemed that Su Fan would hardly care about his few paltry possessions.

He could not help giving a bitter laugh. This kid was far too low-key.