Supreme Hidden Dragon in the City
Chapter 131: Seeing you in agony puts my mind at ease

Chapter 131: Chapter 131: Seeing you in agony puts my mind at ease

Everyone was stunned.

Dong Jian’s face turned pale, murmuring to himself, "If I didn’t hear wrong just now, did Elder Yun say... that this guy, is a Transformation Realm Grandmaster?"

Tang Chuchu clenched her fists, bit her lip, and her gaze towards Chen Fan became complicated.

Lu Qinghuan was in a daze, "Transformation Realm Grandmaster... Chen Fan is on the same level as my grandfather..."

Lu Qiuyang took a deep breath, "No wonder I felt that Chen Fan was different, he has already advanced to a Transformation Realm Grandmaster. But in his twenties, this... this is too outrageous!"

It took a long while before the people of the Wu Family came to their senses, all of them running towards the edge of the pit with grief-stricken faces.

"Patriarch, wake up! The Wu Family cannot go on without you!"

Tang Chuchu ran to Elder Yun’s side as well, and seeing him at death’s door, she furrowed her brows. Then, looking up, she questioned Chen Fan, "What gives you the right to strike Elder Yun with such severity!"

Chen Fan was speechless, "He was trying to kill me, should I have shown him mercy?"

Tang Chuchu was infuriated, "I don’t care! You’ve injured Elder Yun to this extent, my Tang Family will certainly not let you go!"

Chen Fan started to laugh, "Are you sure?"

Tang Chuchu gritted her teeth, "What’s there to be unsure about? My Tang Family is not someone you can provoke!"

Chen Fan nodded, "Fine."

Then he pointed casually into the air, and a ray of light flashed, shooting into the brow of Elder Yun.

Elder Yun’s eyes instantly widened and then his body stiffened, motionless.

Tang Chuchu panicked, "Elder Yun, what’s wrong with you? Don’t scare me!"

She looked at Chen Fan, "What did you do to Elder Yun!"

Chen Fan sneered, "Since your Tang Family won’t let me off anyway, I might as well kill him."

Tang Chuchu’s eyes showed a flicker of fear; only now did she realize that Elder Yun’s body had turned ice-cold, devoid of any signs of life.

She backed away in fear, looking at Chen Fan, "You... you demon!"

Chen Fan smiled and said, "If I’m a demon, shall I just kill you too?"

Tang Chuchu’s face was as white as paper, and she swallowed hard, not daring to speak any further.

Qi Rufeng, not far away, was trembling with fear; in his wildest dreams, he had never imagined that four grandmasters joining forces against a young man in his twenties would result in two dead.

Fearing that Chen Fan would finish him too, he took the opportunity to use the last of his strength and fled into the distance.

Seeing this, Chen Fan narrowed his eyes, and the Nine Yang Divine Fire appeared in his palm, "I initially thought that today’s events were sufficient, but since you’re trying to escape, don’t blame me for being impolite!"

He then threw the Nine Yang Divine Fire, which instantly reached behind Qi Rufeng.

Qi Rufeng felt as if he was in an oven and turned his head to look back.

The dancing flames grew larger in his eyes and in the next second, his whole body was engulfed in flames.

In just three short seconds, Qi Rufeng vanished on the spot, leaving nothing but a pile of ashes.

Chen Fan withdrew the Nine Yang Divine Fire, shocked in his heart, "This powerful? I originally just wanted to capture him."

Everyone, including Lu Qiuyang and Lu Qinghuan, looked at Chen Fan with nothing but terror in their eyes.

The only survivor, Chu Batian, watched this scene in shock and murmured, "Patriarch Qi... gone?"

He broke out in a cold sweat and then knelt in front of Chen Fan directly, exerting his last bit of strength to sever his body’s meridians.

"I have severed all my meridians, becoming a complete cripple, I beg for your mercy, please spare my life!"

Chen Fan nodded, "Your attitude of acknowledgment is good. Actually, even without severing your meridians, I might still have spared your life."

Chu Batian’s face stiffened and he forced out an ugly smile.

Elsewhere.

Qi Yangbo took Zhang Xiaoqian toward the direction of the Cold Cave.

"Today my father joined forces with the heads of two other major families to deal with Chen Fan. I only found out about this matter recently, and I’m not sure if they’ve finished. If we happen to arrive in time, you’ll get to see Chen Fan being taken care of," Qi Yangbo said with a smile.

Zhang Xiaoqian looked surprised, "Deal with Chen Fan? For such a loser, why such a big fuss?"

Qi Yangbo responded, "I heard he is a Grandmaster."

Zhang Xiaoqian found it unbelievable, "How is that possible? Half a year ago, he was washing dishes and doing laundry at my cousin’s house. If he were a Grandmaster, would he have to put up with such humiliation?"

Qi Yangbo replied, "That’s unclear, but one thing’s for sure, his end today will be very miserable."

Zhang Xiaoqian nodded, her face showing an expectant smile, "Then we can finally get revenge for that day’s humiliation."

The two of them arrived at the location of the Cold Cave and happened to see Chen Fan unleashing the Nine Yang Divine Fire, burning Qi Rufeng to nothing but ashes.

Zhang Xiaoqian was instantly dumbstruck.

Qi Yangbo stood there frozen, taking a long time to come back to his senses.

"Dad!!!"

It was only after Chu Batian cut his own meridians that Qi Yangbo let out a cry of shock and rushed to the pile of ashes on the ground, kneeling and crying like pouring rain.

"How could Chen Fan be so powerful?" Zhang Xiaoqian found it hard to accept, her legs gave way and she fell on her bottom to the ground.

Chen Fan glanced at the two, as if looking at two ants, his eyes showing no hint of emotion.

He turned to the people from the three great families, "I hope the fate of your family heads will teach you a lesson, and next time you think about robbing someone, make sure you weigh the consequences!"

All the people from the three great families were shaking with fear, nodding their heads while trembling.

Chen Fan walked towards Dong Jian.

Dong Jian fell to his knees with a thump, "Chen Fan, I was wrong, please, spare my life!"

Chen Fan nodded, "Granted."

Dong Jian’s eyes lit up, "Really?"

"Of course," Chen Fan raised his hand, and several rays of light shot into Dong Jian’s limbs.

Dong Jian instantly went limp on the ground, unable to use his hands and feet.

"My hands... my legs, why can’t I feel them anymore?" Dong Jian panicked immediately.

Chen Fan said, "You’ve done wrong, so there must be punishment. Since you don’t want to die, then live the rest of your life as a cripple. I believe you’ll come to understand the greatest pain in life."

Dong Jian burst into tears, feeling that living like a piece of wood was worse than death, "Just kill me... I don’t want to live anymore!"

Chen Fan smiled, "Good, seeing you wish for death is reassuring to me."

He then walked over to Lu Qinghuan and Lu Qiuyang and others, "Let’s go."

Lu Qinghuan and Lu Qiuyang quickly nodded, not daring to hesitate for a moment to follow Chen Fan away from there.

The news of the deaths of two family chiefs and the crippling of another from the three great families of Longhai, along with the death of Elder Yun from the Tang Family, spread throughout Jiangnan Province’s Martial Arts Circle the same night.

Rumors had it that the one behind this outcome was a twenty-six-year-old Grandmaster from the Transformation Realm, a once-in-a-millennium monster in Huaxia’s Martial Arts Circle.

The name of Chen Fan echoed throughout the entirety of Jiangnan overnight.

The next day.

Chen Fan sat cross-legged on the sofa in the presidential suite, his eyes closed in concentration.

He reconvened the information that appeared in his mind, and his father’s voice re-emerged, "Save me!"