Medusa in the Trash Heap
Chapter 14 - Overbearing Execution, Absolute Intimidation!

Chapter 14: Overbearing Execution, Absolute Intimidation!

“System, if I’m injured—be it minor or serious—automatically deduct points and heal me.”

Before setting off, Chen Fan gave the system his command.

His opponent’s cultivation was clearly far higher than his, so to be safe, he decided to use points to preserve his life.

Who knows how many treasures still lay hidden in the public garbage space?

Chen Fan had no intention of giving up.

Besides, he wasn’t the type to suffer humiliation in silence.

“Buzz…”

Chen Fan reappeared in the junkyard, instantly drawing everyone’s attention.

His eyes narrowed slightly as he noticed a large portion of the garbage mountain had already been dug through—his killing intent surged even further.

“You… dare come back!?”

The young man who had ambushed Chen Fan earlier darkened his expression.

“You think I’m afraid of you?”

“I had a dragon corpse on me, so I was wary of being swarmed.”

“Now that I’ve unloaded it, it’s time to cut you down!”

Chen Fan scoffed.

Hearing this, the young man surnamed Qin showed a hint of surprise.

He had considered letting others make the kill before stepping in to pick up the spoils.

He hadn’t expected Chen Fan to be this vigilant, guarding himself against everyone.

After all, the others had clearly shown signs of uniting against him earlier.

“Cut me down?”

“You’ll need the strength to back that up!”

As soon as the Western man finished speaking, he drew the heavy sword at his waist and charged at Chen Fan.

At the 30th level of the Mortal Realm, he surpassed Chen Fan by eleven minor realms.

Under normal circumstances, his speed, strength, and aura should’ve completely overwhelmed Chen Fan.

But he didn’t know—Chen Fan was a walking cheat code.

Chen Fan’s first aperture contained immense power, and his body had undergone a second intense tempering.

What’s more, the system had fully repaired his body, now utterly flawless.

In terms of both speed and strength, he could go toe to toe with his opponent.

Chen Fan didn’t dodge at all. Instead, he drew his blade and met the attack head-on.

“Clang!!”

The Western youth was extremely confident in his enchanted greatsword.

As he slashed down, he poured all his strength into the blade, unleashing a sharp burst of sword energy.

However, the moment the weapons collided—his sword was cleaved in two.

There was no resistance—just a clean break.

The inertia was so great that the young man couldn’t pull back in time.

He had expected either to send Chen Fan flying or slice him apart with sword energy.

By the time he realized his weapon was broken, it was too late to defend.

Chen Fan surged forward with his short blade.

“Pfft!”

Using a full offensive style with zero defense, Chen Fan slashed through the broken sword and drove forward.

The short blade sliced into the young man’s waist, cutting off half his side.

“Die!!”

The youth was enraged, unable to accept that an “ant” like Chen Fan had one-shotted him.

Gripping the broken blade, he struck back toward Chen Fan’s back in desperation.

“Die!”

Despite the serious wound, Chen Fan didn’t dodge.

Instead, he chose to take the hit and swung a second time.

He didn’t want the man escaping using some escape rune or mark.

“Puh…”

The broken sword stabbed deep into Chen Fan’s back, but he succeeded in slashing through the youth’s chest.

“You… truly… aren’t afraid of dying?”

The young man, mortally wounded, couldn’t believe that Chen Fan had traded injury for the kill.

If Chen Fan had dodged, he could’ve escaped.

But now—it was too late.

He realized then: he had provoked a true madman.

“You can die now…”

“I’ll be taking your storage pouch too…”

Suppressing his agony, Chen Fan took the ornate pouch from the young man’s waist.

Then, with another swing, he beheaded him—blood spurting into the air.

“I said: you dig yours, I dig mine. Let’s stay in our lanes and rely on luck!”

“But you just had to provoke me.”

Chen Fan turned and coldly addressed the stunned onlookers.

“I’m already injured now!”

“Who else wants to come at me!!?”

His voice rang out cold and fierce.

For a moment, many averted their eyes, none daring to meet his gaze.

Clearly, they were all cowed by Chen Fan’s ruthless demeanor.

And it wasn’t just his ruthlessness—he was strong.

At Mortal Realm level 19, he had consecutively slain opponents at levels 25 and 30.

This wasn’t luck or desperation.

Everyone now knew Chen Fan wielded a supreme weapon—

An enchanted blade that could slice through other enchanted weapons like butter.

“Brother, I am in awe!”

“I, Qin Mou, declare: anyone who dares raise a hand against this man is raising a hand against me. We’ll kill them together!”

Young Master Qin came to his senses and quickly made an alliance offer.

A monster like Chen Fan was worth befriending.

“Thanks for your kind words, Brother Qin, but small clowns like that were never worthy of killing me.”

Chen Fan responded mildly.

He flipped his hand and, enduring the pain, yanked the broken sword from his back—

Then casually tossed it aside.

His composure, no words, no grimace, drew yet another gasp from the crowd.

No one noticed, however—

That the gash on Chen Fan’s back was healing before their very eyes.