Su Fan walked into the courtyard and came to a refined house, where he bowed in greeting.
"Your servant Fu Tao pays respects to the Divine Lord..."
"Come in..."
Hearing a lazy voice come from inside the refined house, Su Fan stepped inside.
At that moment, in the hall of the refined house, a Celestial Race cultivator was half-lying on the floor. His golden hair hung loose and disheveled, and his robe was hanging open, revealing that he wore nothing underneath.
More than a dozen pretty human women surrounded him, waiting on him carefully and cautiously.
When he saw Su Fan enter, the Celestial Race cultivator glanced at him, impatience showing in his golden eyes.
"What do you want with me..."
Before the Celestial Race cultivator could finish speaking, his vision suddenly went black, and then he knew nothing more.
His opponent was only a Golden Core Realm cultivator. Even if Su Fan merely glared at him, he could still make him fall unconscious.
The dozen or so human female cultivators surrounding him also fainted all at once.
It was not only them. Even the few human traitors guarding the courtyard entrance stood there in a daze, as if they had been bewitched.
After a while, Su Fan walked out of the courtyard. By then, his appearance had already transformed into that of the Celestial Race cultivator.
He walked along the alley toward the inner city. When the human servants along the way saw him, they all knelt down in terror, burying their heads deeply in the ground.
Su Fan arrived before the inner city gates. The dozen or so human traitors guarding them hurriedly bowed deeply to him.
"Greetings, Divine Lord..."
Su Fan ignored them and walked straight through the inner city gates.
Only after passing through the inner