The Strongest Viscera Refining

The turmoil outside could not shake Shen Fan's resolve. He sat alone in his room, silently adjusting his condition.

He knew the final battle was about to arrive.

And that was indeed the case. Huang Ling spent merely half a day taking down the other two martial arts schools. The remaining time was more than enough to wipe out the Ox Demon Martial Arts School!

Shen Fan did not cultivate. He merely sat cross-legged on his wooden bed, regulating his blood and qi.

There were no other sounds in the room, only the roar of blood and qi surging.

If other martial artists entered this room, they would faintly hear the blood and qi within Shen Fan's body churning like a rushing river, scouring away the turbid impurities within the human body.

Having cultivated more than ten cultivation methods, Shen Fan's blood and qi had reached a level ordinary people could scarcely imagine. If they had to be compared, an ordinary Viscera Refiner's blood and qi was likely only a few dozen fractions of his!

Such abundant blood and qi not only greatly enhanced Shen Fan's combat strength, but also substantially improved his physical body. Once he broke through to Xiantian, the True Qi his body could contain would increase by a great deal as well!

This was the benefit of a solid foundation. Every breakthrough brought improvements others could hardly imagine, and this was also where the gap between geniuses and ordinary people came from.

While Shen Fan was regulating his breathing, Huang Ling swiftly arrived at the Ox Demon Martial Arts School with his elite subordinates. Without another word, he smashed the school's signboard to pieces.

The crowd cried out in alarm.

"What expert is this, to be so bold? Are you seeking a fight to the death with my Ox Demon Martial Arts School?" The voice arrived before the man did.

Zhang Longyun rushed out aggressively with more than a dozen Martial Masters under him. He was just about to hurl out a few threats, but upon seeing who had come, he forcibly swallowed them back.

"Huang—City Lord, why have you smashed the signboard of my Ox Demon Martial Arts School?" Suppressing his temper from erupting, Zhang Longyun glared furiously.

"Why? Naturally, because the Ox Demon Martial Arts School has no need to exist anymore. What use is that signboard, then?" Huang Ling said without restraint.

After two battles of testing, he had fully understood the gap between a Xiantian Expert and Viscera Refiners. Thus, even Zhang Longyun, a Peak Viscera Refining martial artist, was no longer worth his notice!

"You—" Zhang Longyun was so furious that he could not speak, yet he also knew that for martial artists, the best retaliation was to defeat one's enemy!

"Since that is the case, I shall properly experience City Lord Huang's brilliant techniques!" Zhang Longyun assumed a stance, intending to challenge Huang Ling, who had reached Xiantian.

But Huang Ling merely cast him an indifferent glance before withdrawing his gaze.

"Hall Master Zhang, don't refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. Let this old man tell you plainly: Zhao Yingxiong could not even withstand a single move from me. You? You are not qualified!"

Zhang Longyun was horrified. How could that be? Zhao Yingxiong was among the strongest at Peak Viscera Refining. Even I am slightly inferior to him!

Yet even such a man had failed to endure a single move from that dog thief. It was simply unbelievable!

Zhang Longyun could not believe it, because he had seen Xiantian Experts before and knew there was a gap between the two sides. But that gap could never be as enormous as Huang Ling claimed!

Thus, he was only half-convinced by Huang Ling's words.

And that was indeed true. The Hall Master of the Benlei Martial Arts School, Zhao Yingxiong, had been killed in a single move only because Huang Ling had ambushed him.

Had they fought head-on, with Zhao Yingxiong prepared, Huang Ling could never have taken him down so easily.

Still, Huang Ling's words had their effect. At the very least, they had thoroughly frightened these people. As long as he captured or killed Zhang Longyun, the Ox Demon Martial Arts School would be his!

Wearing the air of a lonely master, Huang Ling stared at everyone present. His powerful aura left Zhang Longyun too afraid to make a move.

The disciples behind him fared even worse. Many had gone weak in the legs; without the support of those beside them, they would likely have fallen to their knees!

Just as the situation grew increasingly tense, a low voice rang out. "Since that is the case, let Shen test City Lord Huang's strength."

Huang Ling narrowed his eyes as he watched the green-robed youth stroll over, unable to gauge him.

"Who are you, to dare speak to our City Lord like that? Are you tired of living?" Huang Ling had yet to speak, but the lackey behind him could not hold back.

As a Martial Master who had surrendered, Chang Shan had already seen through the situation in Laiyang City. In the end, the City Lord's Mansion would rule all. If he wanted to rise further, he had to cling tightly to City Lord Huang Ling's thigh!

Shen Fan glanced at Chang Shan without speaking. Instead, he raised his hand into a palm strike stance, and the blood and qi within him surged madly!

"Good boy, you truly don't know the immensity of heaven and earth. Then This Lord shall teach you what it means to have a reverent heart!" As a Viscera Refiner, Chang Shan saw that Shen Fan was young and naturally wanted to seize this chance to enter Huang Ling's sight.

He had barely rushed forward two steps when Chang Shan's vision blurred. The boy opposite him had vanished without him knowing where he had gone.

"Are you imitating a snail? Too slow!" A terrifying voice rang out. Chang Shan had almost no time to react before he felt as though an enormous iron hammer had slammed into his waist.

In truth, it had merely been a casual punch from Shen Fan.

Chang Shan flew backward, his body smashing through several houses. Whether he lived or died was unknown.

Shen Fan shook his hand and muttered, "This sort of fellow is worthy of being called a Viscera Refiner? What a disappointment!"

He turned his gaze toward the people behind Huang Ling and said indifferently, "I wish to challenge your City Lord. Does anyone else have objections?"

The more than sixty Viscera Refiners behind Huang Ling were so frightened that they retreated again and again like newlywed young wives. Their gazes darted about, their necks shrank in, and they looked like quails.

Seeing how disgracefully his subordinates behaved, Huang Ling nearly coughed up blood in rage.

But when he looked at Shen Fan, his expression instantly turned grave.

Huang Ling had not even clearly seen Shen Fan's movement just now, but he absolutely could not say so. Otherwise, his side would completely lose its momentum.

Still, he fully acknowledged Shen Fan's strength.

"Young man, you are Shen Fan, are you? Truly, heroes emerge in their youth!"

"Your talent is truly the greatest this old man has seen in his life, and your strength is absolutely the strongest among Laiyang's Viscera Refiners!"

Everyone's expressions changed. They truly could not understand why this old man had suddenly become so slick-tongued. Had he not just been wearing a vicious expression as though anyone who moved would die?

Quite a few people secretly despised him, but Huang Ling did not care.

He still put on a generous front as he said, "Young man, come to my City Lord's Mansion. As the lord of this city, this old man is willing to appoint you Deputy City Lord, making you a man above ten thousand and below only one in Laiyang City!"

"Besides, young man, with your talent, if you lack a proper cultivation method, I'm afraid you'll still have to squander countless years before breaking into the Innate realm. But my City Lord's Mansion possesses an Innate Cultivation Method. As long as you join us, this method can be passed on to you!"

The moment Huang Ling said this, everyone present widened their eyes. They simply could not believe Huang Ling would offer such lavish terms.

If it were anyone else present, they would probably agree at once. Yet Shen Fan's expression did not change in the slightest. Looking at Huang Ling, he gave the same reply as before: "City Lord Huang, please enlighten me!"

For a moment, everyone looked oddly at Huang Ling, whose face had twisted out of shape.