Chapter Eighty-One: Searching for the Jiang Surname

  When Ye Fan sees the old, young, sick and helpless, he always feels a sour feeling in his heart. However, when he sees people who bully the weak and do evil, he becomes very ruthless and cold-hearted. It seems contradictory, but it is indeed his true nature, with excessive sympathy and cold-bloodedness coexisting, and he doesn't know which one he leans towards more.

  For example, now he is absolutely ruthless, without a trace of mercy, stepping on the face of Li Jia's seventh young master, his voice coldly said: "If you don't want to suffer, I ask what you say, otherwise you will understand the consequences."

  "Little rascal..."

  Bang

  Ye Fan kicked him out with one foot, and Li Jia's seventh young master's teeth were all loose, his white and delicate face was completely swollen, and his mouth and nose were bleeding.

  "Looking at your tender skin, you're just like a eunuch, aren't you? I'll make it happen for you, and let you live up to your name." Ye Fan once again took out the Golden Book, which seemed to capture a ray of colorful light in the darkness.

  "You... you dare what?" The young master of the Li family was terrified beyond measure.

  "Let you be a eunuch!"

  "No, I said, I'll say it all!" Li Jiaqi's young master was so frightened that his face distorted, for a man, this is more unbearable than death.

  "Good for nothing."

  Ye Fan sat on a nearby bluestone, quietly listening to him talk about the past. Tingting's parents were indeed killed by several masters of the Li family. They exchanged a rare medicine from other masters at a considerable cost, which could trigger a powerful beast to go berserk. Unbeknownst to anyone, they sprinkled it on Tingting's parents, and as a result, they were torn to pieces by a terrifying Thunderbird when they went out to collect spiritual herbs.

  Of course, there are also some dirty deals and dark plots inside, which make people indignant. Ye Fan sighed and said: "Whether it's the mortal world or the cultivator's world, there's no difference. Where there are people, there will be complex human nature and grudges, even cultivators can't escape from secular affairs."

  Ye Fan rummaged through his bosom and pulled out a wooden box, then kicked it open with one foot. With the help of the starry moonlight, he slowly opened this somewhat heavy sandalwood box.

  Inside, there was a light yellow stone block, about the size of a thumb, one joint long. Although it was very small, it felt heavy in his hand, and Ye Fan sensed a vigorous vitality.

  According to ancient records, in the era when heaven and earth merged their energies to give birth to all things, plants and trees flourished, living beings were strong, spiritual medicines were endless, and many "origins" were formed, like amber, crystal clear on the outside but containing a large amount of life essence inside. Is this what is meant by "origin"?

  Ye Fan observed it repeatedly under the moonlight and found that the interior of this "source" was filled with impurities, with only about one-third being crystalline. This made him somewhat disappointed, as it wasn't a pure source.

  But even so, he was very satisfied. In this agate-like strange stone, there is a very strong life energy, and there are things like mist and haze flowing inside.

  "What a great thing! I don't know how much it can help me open up this bitter sea!"

  "That's mine..." Not far away, Li Jia Qiuzi was groaning in a pool of blood, gritting his teeth, filled with resentment and anger.

  "Wasn't this piece of jade found in a deep mountain ancient cave? Is there only this one piece and no others?"

  Under Ye Fan's torture, Li Jia Qi Shao said everything without hiding anything. In the ancient cave, there was a monk who had been sitting for a long time, and his bones had weathered away, leaving only this source.

  "What a pity! I thought I could get a few pieces." Ye Fan couldn't help but feel a little greedy.

  "I've told you everything, can't you spare my life?" A glimmer of hope flashed in Li Jiaqi's eyes, but he knew it was just a luxury to think that the other side would let him go.

  "When you were harming Tingting's parents, did you have any pity? When you forced Old Man Jiang and Little Tingting into such a desperate situation, did you ever think of leaving them a way out?"

  Ye Fan kicked him out with one foot and said, "I'll give you a chance to end it yourself, so you won't suffer. I haven't killed anyone yet, and I don't want blood on my hands."

  "You... you've never killed anyone..." Li Jiaqi, the seventh young master of the Li family, was so enraged by this sentence that his whole body trembled, and he said: "You... you will be struck by thunder!"

  Yue Fan kicked him to a rock, saying: "Kill yourself, if you force me to take action, first let you become a eunuch, and then I will take your life."

  At this moment, Li Jia Qi was so frustrated that he wanted to go crazy. This way of dying was too humiliating, others didn't even bother to take action, and instead let him solve the problem himself.

  "You little bastard! I...I'll haunt you from the afterlife if I don't get revenge on you!" The seventh young master of the Li family was so angry that he kept coughing up blood.

  Ye Fan sat on a nearby bluestone and said, "Where are so many idle words? Hurry up and get on the road yourself. I don't have much patience."

  "You... I..." Li Jia Qi's young master was so choked with rage that he couldn't even get the words out, finally letting out a loud roar: "You'll come to no good end!"

  Bang

  He dashed his head against the rock and died an unnatural death.

  "You killed yourself, I didn't murder anyone." Ye Fan stood up and began to sweep away the traces. It took a whole hour to erase everything, then he headed towards the small town.

  Although he seemed calm, his palms were already sweating. This was the first time in his life that he had killed someone, and although Seventh Young Master's crimes deserved punishment, it still made him feel somewhat uneasy.

  Ye Fan did not rush to cultivate after seizing the "Source". He deeply knew that the "Source" contained a vast amount of life energy, and breaking it would trigger a wave of source power. One careless move could attract the attention of others, so everything had to be done with caution for now.

  In the next two days, Qingfeng Town was very quiet, until on the third day, two more cultivators from the Li family returned from Yunxia Cave Heaven, and then all hell broke loose, affecting the entire small town.

  "Li Jia's seventh young master has gone missing."

  "How can an immortal just disappear like that?"

  "This is the retribution of the Li family!"

  "What kind of revenge is this? It must be someone from the Wang family who did it. Apart from the Li family's arch-nemesis, who else would dare to do something like this and have such capabilities?"

  "Yes, according to Li's family servant, it was mostly caused by that piece of 'origin' from the previous period."

  ……

  Even ordinary people in Qingfeng Town are discussing it, and you can imagine how big this storm is. The Li family is thoroughly angry and also a little frightened.

  At first, Ye Fan didn't take it seriously. The two people who came back from the Li family hadn't reached the level of Mingquan yet and couldn't ride the divine rainbow to move around, so they weren't particularly scary. However, in just a few days, things developed somewhat beyond his expectations, and the storm gradually grew bigger.

  Smoke and mist cave sky unexpectedly came, several life spring boundary cultivators personally arrived, let the Li family's people lead the way, directly to the ancient cave where the "source" was discovered. Later, the Wang family's cultivators also invited their own sect members to come, enter the deep mountain to find the ancient cave, and both sides almost had a fierce conflict.

  "Could it be that the source vein has been discovered?" On this day, Qingfeng Town was visited by over a dozen horsemen, all of whom were extremely mysterious and barbaric beasts, with scales as black as forests and horns that shone like stars.

  Right in the middle, the mount was extraordinary. Its entire body was covered with golden scales, shining brightly and radiating a divine aura, as if there were golden flames burning. It resembled a golden Qilin, except that it had two more horns on its head, branching out and surrounded by golden halos, extremely majestic and powerful. Its four hooves did not touch the ground, and it was more than three inches off the ground, completely walking in mid-air, making one imagine the strength and terror of this strange beast.

  On the golden throne sat a young man of twenty-four or five years old, wearing a white robe, looking very elegant, with a warm smile on his face, extremely handsome, with eyes like water, and a subtle divine light flowing around him, worthy of being called jade-like.

  On both sides of him, there were two riders advancing in tandem. On the left was a blue-colored beast resembling a lion and tiger, with long, clean blue fur that shone like jade, radiating a bright glow. On its forehead grew a single jade horn, emitting a five-colored divine light. This five-colored beast was also treading on air, not truly stepping on the ground, with an extraordinary aura. Seated atop it was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old youth, dressed in blue attire, exuding a heroic presence, yet with a hint of arrogance, looking down at everything in the small town as if it were beneath him.

  On the other side, there was a rare beast with a silver glow, resembling a divine deer, its body covered in silver scales, and on its forehead, a vertical eye grew, its entire body shining with a holy light, walking on air, without touching the dust. On top of it sat a 16 or 17-year-old girl, her skin as smooth as jade, her eyes like autumn water shrouded in mist, her red lips pursed, extremely beautiful, but giving off an unapproachable feeling, with a hint of arrogance.

  Behind the three, a dozen or so exotic beasts were also extraordinary, all of which were extremely rare and precious. Some had scales that shone like forests, while others had bodies as white as jade, all radiating a brilliant glow. The riders on their backs ranged in age from twenty to forty, regardless of gender, all exuding an aura of deadly intent, with a powerful will to fight gathering around them.

  In the distance, Ye Fan saw all of this and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. What kind of background do these people have? They are definitely not ordinary people!

  Not to mention the three men at the front, just the dozen or so knights behind them were no weaker than the people and horses from the ancient families and sacred lands seen in front of the Demon Emperor's mausoleum. A strong will to fight and a fierce killing intent came forth to meet them head-on.

  "Excuse me, is there a family with the surname Jiang in this town?" Just then, a knight was ordered to ask the people in the town.

  Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat as he wondered what they were looking for someone with the surname Jiang.