Things as Worthless as Straw Dogs

Over the next few days, Su Fan stayed inside, spending every day in his Cave Mansion.

Originally, he had thought that the Rogue Cultivators scattered throughout the Northern Dome Immortal Sect would cause trouble over the "Heavenly Rift Valley" incident.

But no one had expected that, from that day onward, the various markets and resource sites within the sect's territory would become much calmer than before.

In particular, the Rogue Cultivators in Northern Dome Immortal City had suddenly become reasonable overnight.

Especially when they saw the sect's Law Enforcement Team, they were no longer as arrogant and unruly as before. Instead, they behaved with perfect discipline.

Dozens of Rogue Cultivators had been crippled and hung from huge trees in full view of the public.

Although this had caused these Rogue Cultivators to feel a shared hatred of their enemy, it had also shown them just how ruthless Su Fan was.

At a time like this, none of the Rogue Cultivators from the Rogue Cultivator Alliance wanted to cause trouble. They were terrified of falling into the hands of that madman.

It had to be said that Su Fan's vicious reputation had already spread throughout the entire Falling Cloud Mountain Range.

With thunderous methods, he had dealt with dozens of Rogue Cultivators from the "Heavenly Rift Valley," greatly intimidating those who intended to cause trouble within the Northern Dome Immortal Sect.

At dawn, threads of pale golden morning light pierced the still-grayish clouds and spilled across the entire world.

Su Fan sat in the small courtyard outside the Thatched Cottage, eating breakfast. Sister Zhen sat opposite him with her chin propped in both hands, watching him with a broad smile.

"By the way, where's Xuxu? I haven't seen it in quite some time..."

"It? I don't know what happened, either. It's