This Kid is Too Low-Key

Su Fan knew clearly that these people were definitely here for Xu Wen.

By this time, Old Xu had sobered up. He shoved Su Fan.

"Brother, hurry and go..."

Su Fan was amused by his words. Damn it, I'd love to go, but where to?

"Big brother, where do we go? Let's fight..."

He took out two Adamantine Talismans and slapped them onto their bodies.

Only then did Old Xu realize they were already cornered in the alley. He knew today would likely end in disaster.

He took out a High-grade Talisman from his Storage Bag and stuffed it into Su Fan's hand.

"Brother, I'm sorry. I'll hold them off for a bit, you look for a chance to escape."

Su Fan took the talisman. This was probably Old Xu's trump card.

The opponents were all masked. The leader, a Rogue Cultivator at the Late Qi Refining stage, stared at them coldly.

Without a word, he waved his hand at his subordinates.

"Attack..."

The dozen or so Rogue Cultivators at both ends of the alley took out their Magic Swords and Talismans, closing in on them.

Xu Wen took a deep breath. He was done for today.

But even if he died, he'd take some with him. He raised his hand, intending to unleash his Magic Tool.

Before he could even unleash his Magic Tool, Su Fan, standing beside him, suddenly vanished.

Xu Wen saw a black rope "whoosh" past him.

He felt a chilling aura instantly fill the alley and couldn't help but shiver.

He faintly heard heart-wrenching screams, making him dizzy and disoriented.

A few low-level Rogue Cultivators who had just charged forward were ensnared by the Ghost Luo Whip.

This Evil Cultivator's Magic Tool could not only corrode Magic Tools but also devour souls, attacking the opponent's spirit.

"Ah... Ah..."

The few Rogue Cultivators were all at the Early Qi Refining stage. How could they withstand the sinister and vicious Ghost Luo Whip? Their souls were instantly devoured, turning them into walking corpses.

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

He flicked his hand, throwing out a handful of Bone Corroding Sand. Before a few Rogue Cultivators could react, it was all over their bodies and faces. They fell to the ground, screaming and wailing.

The leader Rogue Cultivator knew something was wrong. He quickly patted his Storage Bag, intending to unleash his Magic Tool.

Lightning flashed in Su Fan's eyes. The opponent felt a "buzz" in his head, and his vision instantly went black.

Before he could recover, Su Fan was already standing in front of him.

Without even drawing his sword, he grabbed the opponent by the neck and violently swung him aside.

BANG!!

The opponent's head was slammed against the alley wall by Su Fan, instantly exploding. Blood and brain matter splattered everywhere.

The splashing blood and brains also splattered onto his arm.

Yuck!!

Su Fan, with a look of disgust, flicked the blood off his hand and took out a cloth to wipe it clean.

Xu Wen, who had been ready to fight desperately, watched as over a dozen people were gone in an instant.

Especially the Qi Refining Sixth Layer cultivator from the opposing side. He knew who that person was.

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

He was a Bandit Cultivator, known for his brutality and ferocity, and his formidable combat strength. He had a notorious reputation in Shaoyang Market Town.

Who would have thought that Su Fan would explode his head in a single encounter?

WHOOSH!!

A black shadow zipped past Xu Wen, devouring the souls of the few howling Rogue Cultivators on the other side.

After devouring the souls of over a dozen Rogue Cultivators, the Ghost Luo Whip became even more sinister and terrifying. It writhed in the air a few times and then lunged straight for Xu Wen.

Su Fan moved, appearing beside Old Xu.

The Dao Seed within his body exploded with a roar. Purple electrical currents instantly surged from his arm, and he grabbed the Ghost Luo Whip.

The sinister and terrifying Ghost Luo Whip immediately calmed down and was obediently put into Su Fan's Storage Bag.

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

With a "boom".

The corpses piled in the alley were instantly engulfed by towering flames.

Su Fan grabbed Xu Wen's arm and turned to walk out of the alley.

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

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

"Brother, are you an Evil Cultivator?"

Su Fan was amused and shook his head.

"I'm not an Evil Cultivator. I got that Magic Tool from an Evil Cultivator."

Only then did Old Xu relax. It was good as long as he wasn't an Evil Cultivator.

As they walked out of the alley, several cultivators suddenly descended from the sky, blocking their path.

Xu Wen was stunned when he saw them.

These people were from the Qingxuan Sect, likely the enforcement team patrolling the market town tonight, attracted by the firelight.

Of course, it was also possible that they had been bribed by the Dark Cloud Gang.

But Old Xu thought it unlikely. The Qingxuan Sect's enforcement team was composed of inner disciples. These people were arrogant and looked down on Rogue Cultivators.

A Qingxuan Sect cultivator at the Late Qi Refining stage, who was leading them, stared at them coldly.

"Were those people you killed..."

Xu Wen was too scared to 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..."

The Qingxuan Sect cultivator obviously didn't believe him. He sneered.

"Stop the nonsense and come with us..."

Su Fan knew clearly that if he went with them, he would be at their mercy.

Suddenly, a thought struck him.

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

Seeing that Su Fan wasn't complying obediently, the other party was already impatient and was about to order his men to apprehend the two.

Just then, they saw Su Fan throw over a Flying Sword Token. He caught it and examined it closely, his expression changing instantly.

The other party looked up at Su Fan, his attitude becoming much gentler.

"Since you encountered Bandit Cultivators, you can go back first. I'll take this token for now and return it once we've investigated thoroughly."

Su Fan breathed a sigh of relief, nodded, and then pulled Old Xu away.

Old Xu, who had been drunk earlier, was now completely sober.

He had witnessed the Qingxuan Sect's enforcement team before. They were very different from the outer disciples who managed the market town.

These guys were always unreasonable and dealt with matters crudely and simply, not even giving people a chance to argue.

Let alone Rogue Cultivators, they didn't even put the outer disciples of their own sect in their eyes.

"Brother, have you climbed onto some high branch..."

Su Fan chuckled at Old Xu's words.

"Big brother, if I had climbed onto a high branch, would I still be setting up a stall in the market town?"

Xu Wen also felt that made sense, but then he thought it was wrong.

He had personally seen the change in the Qingxuan Sect disciples' expressions. They were clearly wary of Su Fan.

But since Su Fan didn't say anything, Old Xu couldn't ask and could only follow closely behind Su Fan.

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

Old Xu followed Su Fan into the courtyard, his eyes widening.

Su Fan had been using the Hidden Breath Art to suppress his cultivation to the Qi Refining Third Layer and had deliberately dressed in tattered clothes.

So when Old Xu met Su Fan in the market town, he thought he wasn't doing very well.

Who knew that after seeing Su Fan's residence, he was a bit unsure.

Renting this courtyard would cost at least two to three hundred Spirit Stones a year.

Old Xu had originally wanted to help Su Fan well in the future, but now it seemed that Su Fan wouldn't care about his meager contributions.

He couldn't help but give a wry smile. This kid was too low-key.