Chapter 596 Ye Fan, I Feel the Call

"You!"

The disciple’s face turned crimson, looking as if he wanted to bite.

"Come on," Ye Fan gestured to the disciple.

Smoke immediately billowed from the top of the disciple’s head!

Because Ye Fan’s gesture clearly signified the meaning of a senior guiding a junior!

You, a mere Foundation Establishment ninth-layer trash, dare to be so arrogant?!

Good!

Very good!

Before he stepped forward, the Second Elder had secretly instructed him.

Play dirty during the fight and try to cripple the opponent!

After it’s done, you’ll get plenty of benefits!

This disciple might have been lacking in the brain department.

He became excited upon hearing about benefits and didn’t consider other issues at all.

For instance, Ye Fan clearly had a very close relationship with the royal family. If he truly injured Ye Fan severely, he wouldn’t be able to bear the consequences.

Now, being humiliated by Ye Fan like this, his lungs felt like they were about to explode on the spot!

Kid!

You are seeking your own demise!

Seeing the ancestor nod, the hall official immediately waved his hand fiercely.

"Let the match begin!"

The Myriad Phenomena Sect disciple immediately attacked!

His figure flickered, charging towards Ye Fan at an extremely tricky angle!

There was no other way.

Spells flying everywhere were scenes of high-level cultivators battling.

At the Foundation Establishment realm, most of the time, one relied on the physical body for attacks.

Spell attacks weren't nonexistent, but they usually drained one’s energy after one or two uses, typically only serving as ultimate moves.

Moreover, the hand seal speed of Foundation Establishment realm cultivators was quite poor.

Before you even finish forming a hand seal, their fist would have already landed on your face…

If it were any other ninth-layer Foundation Establishment cultivator, they would probably be completely panicked at this moment.

After all, the speed of a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator was far beyond what a ninth-layer Foundation Establishment cultivator could match.

They would likely be defeated without even seeing their opponent’s movements.

Unfortunately…

He encountered a pervert like Ye Fan.

The disciple’s speed was no different from a snail in Ye Fan’s eyes.

Ye Fan didn’t even bother to counter-attack.

I'm not the kind of person who bullies others; I should at least give the opponent some hope, right?

Seeing Ye Fan standing still like an idiot, the disciple was overjoyed!

Stupid xxxx!

Since you are seeking death, I will fulfill your wish!

As he charged forward, his fist was covered in a faint black mist.

A slightly sweet and fishy scent emanated from the black mist.

It was poisonous!

Soon, his fist reached Ye Fan’s chest!

A trace of madness flashed in the disciple’s eyes!

Kid, die!

"Bang—!"

"Crack!"

A collision sound rang out, accompanied by a burst of air.

The disciple flew back with even greater speed than he had come!

He flew all the way to the open ground outside the great hall before finally stopping.

"Gurgle…"

He rolled a few times on the ground before coming to a halt.

Thin lines of blood seeped from his seven orifices, and his entire chest had completely caved in!

All life force had vanished, and he was as dead as one could be.

Ye Fan frowned.

It seems I thought too much.

It wasn’t satisfying at all.

Never mind, I’ll find a stronger opponent next time.

Brushing off non-existent dust from his body, Ye Fan returned to his seat.

Everyone present, except for the two elders and Da Fei, was stunned!

It wasn’t that Ye Fan killing the disciple with one punch shocked them greatly.

After all, they were only separated by one minor realm.

Before the Nascent Soul stage, such minor level-surpassing challenges were indeed possible.

Especially at the Foundation Establishment stage, it wasn’t that hard to accept.

After all, Ye Fan could sit with the royal ancestor, so he must have some skills.

What truly shocked them was Ye Fan’s method of attack.

Throughout the entire process, not a trace of true qi was unleashed.

This meant that Ye Fan’s attack was purely physical strength!

A term immediately surfaced in their minds.

Body cultivator!

But then they thought again, it didn’t seem right.

Body cultivators’ attacks relied solely on physical strength.

But Ye Fan’s attack just now had caused a spatial explosion!

And the power of that explosion was in no way inferior to the power of his fist!

What they had just witnessed clearly fell into the blind spot of their knowledge.

What the hell…

Was this all about?

Was this person a cultivation cultivator or a body cultivator?

The Second Elder of the Myriad Phenomena Sect fell into complete silence.

He was the one who proposed the duel, and now that it was over, he really had nothing more to say.

If he continued to pester, the ancestor might lose his patience…

However, as a shameless person, he certainly wouldn't let it go just like that.

This vengeance must be avenged!

After a simple cleanup, the banquet continued.

Everyone continued to eat and drink as if the scene that had just occurred had never happened.

By the time the banquet dispersed, it was almost evening.

Ye Fan’s purpose for this trip had been achieved, so he took his leave from Ancestor Ya De.

Ancestor Ya De originally wanted to arrange some bodyguards for Ye Fan.

How could the Second Elder of the Myriad Phenomena Sect’s little schemes escape his eyes?

However, after seeing the two elders beside Ye Fan, he wisely shut his mouth.

What a joke!

He, who was in the Soul Transformation stage, was almost scared to death. What was the Myriad Phenomena Sect compared to that!

If they dared to cause trouble, that would truly be courting death!

The flying boat left the imperial palace and headed towards the Pure Heart Sect.

The task of piloting the flying boat naturally fell to Da Fei, who had the least presence.

However, he was extremely happy.

For the big shots to entrust such a crucial task to him was a sign of their trust!

He had to perform well!

The time spent with the two elders had been the most fulfilling period of his life.

Every day, he took pills meticulously refined by the Second Elder, and after eating, he enjoyed a top-tier luxurious acupuncture and physiotherapy session from Master Xie Yan!

Now, Da Fei’s health was not only improving, but his cultivation was also showing signs of breaking through!

It could be described as a complete transformation!

Only one thing.

His usual demeanor and behavior had also been subtly influenced by the two elders.

Especially the features on his face, which were showing a tendency to contort.

His subordinates now dared not look him directly in the eye when they saw him!

However, he himself was completely unaware, still happily acting like a simpleton from the village every day.

The next day.

After breakfast, Ye Fan glanced at the ring on his left hand.

Now that there were no outsiders, why not find a place to undergo tribulation?

The two elders sat on either side of him, gnawing on pork knuckles they had "borrowed" from the birthday banquet yesterday.

Sauce dripped from the corners of their mouths onto the floor, their expressions incredibly satisfied.

"Ye Fan, where are you going?"

Seeing Ye Fan about to leave, they instinctively asked.

"It's nothing, I'm going out for some fresh air." Ye Fan paused, then said, "What are your plans, seniors? If you have nowhere to go, why not come with me to visit my friend?"

As soon as he asked, Ye Fan regretted it…

He even wanted to slap himself twice…

He had asked that question purely out of subconscious courtesy.

But if these two truly followed him back to the Pure Heart Sect, the trouble would be immense!

However, since he had already extended the invitation, it wouldn't be appropriate to turn them away now.

Ye Fan felt a pang of sorrow…

"I almost forgot!" The Second Elder slapped his thigh, smearing oil all over his hand. "Master sensed a summoning last night, and we plan to go and check it out today!"

"Summoning?" Ye Fan was clearly a bit confused. "Can you be more specific?"

"I can't explain it clearly," Master Xie Yan wiped his mouth with his sleeve. "It's just like something is calling me, a very peculiar feeling."