The facilities in the wooden house were typical of an ancient person's living environment: a bed, a wardrobe, a desk, and a dining table, nothing else.
At this moment, Young Master Long also arrived and exchanged a glance with Su Fan.
"There's nothing here."
Su Fan had no intention of fighting Young Master Long and said softly to him.
Young Master Long surveyed the surroundings, frowned, and searched every corner of the room. After he had searched everywhere.
"Impossible! Impossible!"
When Young Master Long found no inheritance in the room, he became increasingly frantic, completely unwilling to believe that there was no inheritance.
"You took it! You must have taken it!" Young Master Long turned his attention to Su Fan, believing that Su Fan had taken the inheritance.
"What are you carrying on your back?"
Young Master Long saw the bamboo slips on Su Fan's back, as if he had found his target.
"It has nothing to do with the inheritance, just some ancient text records," Su Fan said softly.
"Impossible! Give it to me!" Young Master Long did not believe Su Fan and insisted that Su Fan hand over the bamboo slips on his back.
At this moment, Li Jun and Wu Yun also arrived.
"Where is the inheritance?"
The two of them had also come for the inheritance, and their first action upon entering was to ask Young Master Long.
"He has it," Young Master Long pointed at Su Fan and said.
Su Fan frowned.
What was going on? He was suddenly being blamed?
"Hand over the inheritance, or don't blame us for being impolite!" Li Jun warned Su Fan.
Su Fan suddenly laughed.
"Xiaobai, prepare for battle!"
These people had been blinded by the temptation of the inheritance. No matter what he said, they wouldn't believe him. The only outcome was a fight.
Young Master Long drew his sword and faced Su Fan, while Li Jun and Wu Yun also prepared to attack Su Fan.
"Xiaobai, go!"
Su Fan used his mist-generating ability to envelop the small wooden house in thick fog, limiting the opponents' vision. He then had Xiaobai engage Li Jun and the other two, while he dealt with Young Master Long.
Su Fan's dense fog was of little use to Young Master Long. He cultivated a 'mind's eye' technique, so the fog had little effect on him, and he could easily sense Su Fan's every move.
Su Fan charged at Young Master Long, and their sword and saber clashed. Sparks flew from their weapons. They retreated a few steps each, their initial exchange ending in a draw.
However, Young Master Long was very surprised. He had never expected Su Fan to be able to fight him to a draw.
Su Fan advanced again, turning and slashing horizontally at Young Master Long, infusing his saber with illusionary spiritual energy.
Young Master Long raised his sword to block.
The blade of Young Master Long's sword bent slightly. Using a sword to block a wide, powerful saber strike was disadvantageous, and he could even injure himself.
However, Su Fan soon felt a force resisting the momentum of his saber. When the second layer of power of Su Fan's Golden Back Saber erupted, Young Master Long only retreated a step. The Golden Back Saber left no mark on Young Master Long's sword.
Su Fan was stunned.
"You have an ability too?"
He suddenly realized that Young Master Long was a ancient martial artist with supernatural abilities.
"Hmph! You found out, so I won't hide it anymore!"
Young Master Long snorted coldly, no longer concealing his abilities, and directly attacked Su Fan with his power.
Su Fan felt as if he had been hit by an invisible fist, and was severely injured, flying backward. He crashed through the wooden house's window and fell onto the open ground on the mountaintop outside.
Young Master Long chased out of the wooden house the next moment.
"Overestimating yourself!"
Young Master Long sneered disdainfully at Su Fan on the ground.
Bang!
Bang!
Two loud noises came from the wooden house, and two figures crashed out from inside.
The two figures who flew out were Li Jun and Wu Yun.
The clumsy Xiaobai then waddled out of the wooden house.
The wooden house, unable to bear the strain, finally collapsed.
With Xiaobai's defense, they could directly ignore the attacks of these two, so they were naturally no match for Xiaobai.
While Young Master Long was stunned, Su Fan seized the opportunity to throw several fireballs, igniting the surrounding combustibles, including the collapsed wooden house.
Only in areas with abundant fire element could his flame ability be enhanced.
Sensing Su Fan's actions, Young Master Long immediately turned back.
"Last struggle!"
Young Master Long snorted coldly and extended his hand.
Su Fan felt as if he were being controlled by something. His body moved uncontrollably, lifted into the air by a force around his neck, and he was choked, floating in mid-air.
"Telekinesis..."
Su Fan finally knew what Young Master Long's ability was – telekinesis!
Just as Su Fan was helpless.
"Why are you young friends burning my residence?"
A ethereal voice reached everyone's ears. An old man with four bumps on his forehead appeared from nowhere.
Young Master Long's eyes darted, and he immediately began to ponder the other party's identity.
"I am Long Jianchuan, greetings, senior."
Young Master Long reacted quickly. Anyone who appeared here must be related to the inheritance.
"Who burned my house?" The old man ignored Long Jianchuan and was concerned about who had set fire to his house.
"It was him!" Long Jianchuan immediately pointed at Su Fan and complained.
"If you burned my house, you have to rebuild it for me. The rest of you, get down!"
The old man waved his hand, and everyone except Su Fan was instantly lifted by a force and whisked away to the foot of the mountain in the blink of an eye.
Young Master Long was a little stunned. When he tried to go up the mountain again, he found that the stairs were no longer just a matter of pressure; an invisible barrier blocked their path up the mountain.
"Senior! This junior has come to seek apprenticeship. Please let me up, senior!" Long Jianchuan kept hitting the barrier and shouting.
But there was no response from the mountain.
The senior must be testing me!
Long Jianchuan thought to himself.
He immediately knelt at the foot of the mountain.
"Senior, if you don't accept me as your disciple, I won't get up!" Long Jianchuan's gaze was firm, as if he wouldn't get up until he was accepted as a disciple.
The others were somewhat bewildered, completely unaware of what had happened. Even Li Jun and Wu Yun had just been defeated by Xiaobai and sent down the mountain, so they were unclear about the situation.
Hu Xuelan and Xiao Lan found the chubby, round Xiaobai very likable but dared not approach.
Xiaobai slowly crawled in front of the two, sniffed with its nose, smelled Su Fan's scent, and affectionately rubbed against them.
"This guy is probably Su Fan's pet."
Su Bei had visited Su Fan's house several times before and had always known that he kept a pet, but he had never seen it. Su Fan also wouldn't let him see it, so it was probably this guy.
"Come, let brother pet you," Su Bei beckoned to Xiaobai, wanting to pet the cute Xiaobai.
"Roar!"
Xiaobai let out an angry roar at Su Bei, completely refusing to let him approach.
"Damn it! What a lecherous guy!"
Su Bei was speechless. This guy was treating them differently!
...
At the mountaintop.
Su Fan looked at the old man in front of him with some apprehension. Was he really going to make him build a house for him here?