LGHTNOVELBOOK Chapter 101: Never Expose Your Back to Feng Fan
With his free hand, Feng Fan clenched a fist, concentrating the energy from both their attacks and his own into one powerful strike.
The axe-wielding man despaired as he felt the powerful spiritual qi inside Feng Fan's fist. He tried to free his axe, but noticed that with Feng Fan's grip, the axe wouldn't even budge!
When he realized he couldn't take his axe back, the axe-wielding man released it and attempted to flee, turning his back to Feng Fan as he ran.
This move only exposed his lack of experience. Despite his high cultivation, as a pampered young master, he lacked battle experience.
Never expose your back to your enemy, especially not to Feng Fan!
Feng Fan saw the opening and his grin widened. He let go of the man's axe and unclenched his fist, bringing both hands together, his index and middle fingers pointing directly at the man's exposed back.
Snake Entering the Cave!
When a snake strikes, no one is fast enough to escape!
A massive serpent appeared behind Feng Fan as he closed in on his fleeing opponent, his speed at least twice that of the man's.
Feng Fan's attack hit him squarely in the butt, tearing through his clothes and striking sensitive areas.
"AAAAH!" The man screamed as Feng Fan's spiritual qi ravaged his insides.
He was sent flying into the air, crashing into the wall of a shop. The impact shattered the wall, and his body came to a stop inside the shop.
Feng Fan turned to face the last man standing, a grin spreading across his face.
The man saw the grin and a shiver ran down his spine. He raised his hand in surrender. "I-I surrender!"
Feng Fan's smile widened. "You can escape with your life, but escaping unscathed is impossible."
He approached the man and struck his dantian with the Sealing Palm, severing his connection to spiritual qi.
Without hesitation, Feng Fan moved to the axe-wielder and sword-wielder, performing the same technique on them.
Once he had gathered all six men, he looked at them with a smile. "Gentlemen, I won't kill any of you, but if you want your cultivation back, it'll cost five thousand middle-grade qi stones each."
The spear wielder narrowed his eyes. "What if we refuse? Do you dare to kill us inside the capital?"
Feng Fan scoffed. "Kill you? What's your life worth? I've already told you what I want. If you refuse to pay, then get lost. But if you wait too long, the price will rise to more than five thousand middle-grade qi stones."
The spear wielder let out a mocking laugh, thinking Feng Fan was merely putting up a strong front while secretly fearing their powerful background.
He stood up and walked away, with the others following suit, each heading back to their respective families. They all shared the same thought: Feng Fan was too scared to kill them.
They also didn't believe that a technique from someone in the Foundation Establishment realm could not be undone by their elders, so they saw no reason to pay.
Feng Fan returned to Qian Xiaoli and grinned. "I think that's enough excitement for today. How about we head back to your place? I'm tired and could really use a comfortable spot to rest while I wait for my friends to return with the gifts."
Qian Xiaoli rolled her eyes, already knowing what he was really after. "You just want a safe to negotiate when their elders come after you, don't you?"
Feng Fan wasn't the least bit embarrassed and simply smiled in response.
Seeing she wasn't going to get a confession, she started walking toward her home. "Fine, let's go. I'm curious to see Uncle Duan's reaction. I hope he doesn't beat you to death when he finds out what you did."
Feng Fan chuckled. "Master is a very gentle soul. I'm sure he'll find it in his heart to forgive me!"
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A few hours later, eight powerful men stood before the gates of Qian Xiaoli's manor. The guards, drenched in sweat, could hardly contain their nervousness as they faced these imposing figures.
The men exuded an aura of danger, each one seemingly ready to strike at any moment.
All of them were at the Dao Seeking realm!
Behind these men stood Feng Fan's eight friends, their faces filled with a mix of despair and anger. Their elders had failed to undo the seals on their dantian and had no choice but to seek out Feng Fan.
An imposing middle-aged man, his features strikingly similar to Yi Duyi's, stepped forward. "Where is the brat who dared to harm my son? Tell him to come out now!" he commanded. It was Yi Zian, Yi Duyi's father.
"Sir, please wait a moment! I'll inform the lady right away," the guard stammered before dashing off toward the cabin to alert his mistress as quickly as possible.
He dared not defy any of the men at the gate, any one of them could kill him without consequence.
When Su Liqiu, Qian Xiaoli's mother, heard the guard's frantic explanation, she turned toward her daughter and Feng Fan, who were lounging on the couch in her room with innocent expressions.
A puzzled look crossed her face.
"What did you two do? Even King Yi is here, and he seems furious with your disciple, Brother Duan."
Elder Duan shifted his gaze to Feng Fan, whose innocent smile only deepened the lines of irritation on the elder's face.
"King Yi is a powerful Dao Seeking realm cultivator. If I were to face him directly, I wouldn't stand a chance. How in the world did you manage to provoke someone like that in just a few hours?!"
"That was just a fight between members of the younger generation. I didn't even kill anyone. I was merciful enough. What more do they want?" Feng Fan said with a shrug.
"It seems they're here for Feng Fan to undo the seals he placed on their cultivation," Su Liqiu explained, though her expression betrayed her intrigue.
'How could Feng Fan, a mere Foundation Establishment realm cultivator, seal their cultivation in a way that even Dao Seeking realm experts couldn't undo?' She thought.