"Brother, what do you mean by that?" Even though Ao Baitian did not really understand what Lin Fan meant, there was a hair-raising feeling in his words.
"Child, you don't understand. There's no need to ask."
Lin Fan patted Ao Baitian on the shoulder, indicating for him to stop asking. This was a profound question that normal people would not be able to understand.
"F * ck! ... "Ao Baitian wanted to curse out. What the hell was this guy saying? To think that he would say that he was a child! If anyone else were to hear this, wouldn't they be scared to death?
He was the Son of the Dragon World! To think that someone would call him a child! This fella was truly the first person to dare to say such a thing!
"Eh? Where's the Holy Son of my race? "
Not far away, an old man looked left and right. He could not find the Holy Son of his race.
The Holy Sons who were present from the start exchanged glances with one another before looking at Lin Fan. Others might not know what had happened, but they had witnessed it for themselves.
That old man was an elder of the Barbaric Bull race. Since he had just arrived, he probably did not know that their Holy Son had long been sent flying with a single punch.
Furthermore, even his mount had been forcibly occupied by the other party.
In their opinion, the Barbaric Bull race was really unlucky.
However, they could not say anything in case they were to suffer from revenge.
If this fella had not fought with Ao Baitian, they would definitely report his actions. But after the fight, they knew that this fella was not simple. They could not afford to offend him. Otherwise, they would just be asking for trouble.
"Where's the Holy Son of my sect?"
An old man with a sword on his back looked left and right. However, he could not find any trace of the Holy Son. That made him anxious. He then grabbed someone and asked.
"Have you seen the Holy Son of my sect?"
The Holy Son who was grabbed had witnessed everything that had happened earlier on. However, he was expressionless as he replied calmly, "No, I haven't. Go and ask someone else."
He was no fool. If there was someone who was willing to say it, he wouldn't be the one to say it when the old man questioned him earlier on. It would be the people around him who would expose that their Holy Son had been sent flying with a single punch.
This matter had nothing to do with them. Even if they were to tell the truth, they would not get anything out of it. In fact, they would even make an enemy out of it.
Moreover, how could someone who was able to fight Ao Baitian equally be an ordinary existence? It was definitely a powerful faction, and nothing would happen to them in the end.
At this moment, a voice came from the other side, attracting the attention of many people.
"Where did you get this bull from? This seems to be the mount of our Holy Son, right?" Looking at the bull that Lin Fan was riding on, the elder of the Barbaric Bull race ran over to ask.
There was no way he was mistaken. This was the Saint's green ox! But, how could it be under the other party's crotch? This was impossible!
Lin Fan was stunned. "What? Since when did this green ox belong to your Saint Son? This is my Peak Lord's ox. Don't be so old that your eyes are muddled. You're just trying to trick people. "
"Can't you speak properly?" The Divine Son disappeared. The Barbaric Bull Clan Elder was very depressed, especially when this brat spoke so bluntly. This made him a little angry.
"I can't." Lin Fan shook his head and replied decisively. He did not want to give any face to the other party at all. If the other party was indignant, then they could fight it out. Lin Fan was stubborn and was not afraid of the other party at all.
"You …!" The face of the Barbaric Bull Clan Elder was a little terrible. He then took in a deep breath and looked at the other party carefully. His tone was so bluntly spoken. Could he be from some powerful faction?
But, no matter how carefully he looked, he could not tell which faction the other party belonged to.
It was just that the bull that he was riding on belonged to their Holy Son! And, it was the mount of their Barbaric Bull race! As an elder, how could he be mistaken?
"What's wrong? Did something happen?" Ao Baitian asked.
"Oh, so it's Saint Son Ao. This old man is currently looking for the Saint of our race, but I couldn't find him. But, this green ox is the mount of our Saint Son. Therefore, I'd like to ask where the Saint Son of our race has gone to." The Barbaric Bull Clan Elder said.
If not for the fact that he could not grasp the situation of the other party, he would have really taken him down.
But, which of the people who could come here had a simple background?
How could Ao Baitian know what was going on here? But, this old man said that this green ox belonged to their Barbaric Bull race. That was something that he could not tolerate.
It wasn't that he did not think that this green ox belonged to the Barbaric Bull race. After all, as long as it was something that belonged to this guy, it would definitely come from a shady background.
But, the main point was that if he were to allow the Barbaric Bull race to take this green ox back, wouldn't that mean that he, Ao Baitian, as the Son of the Dragon World, would have to apologize to a beast of the Barbaric Bull race?
If this were to spread out, where would his face go?
Therefore, no matter what, even if he had to lie through his teeth, he had to settle this matter.
"You said that this ox belongs to your Barbaric Bull race. Do you have any proof?" Ao Baitian asked.
"Saint Son Ao, this old man is an elder of the Barbaric Bull race. There's no way I'm mistaken."
The old man shook his head, confirming that he was not mistaken.
Ao Baitian narrowed his eyes, "I don't think so. If this ox doesn't belong to your Barbaric Bull race, it must belong to this brother over here."
"Impossible. This old man will definitely not be mistaken. This green bull is the mount of our Holy Son. How could I be mistaken?" The old man spoke up once more. He was very sure of who this mount belonged to. "That's right. That's right.
Just as Saint Son Ao was about to continue speaking, Lin Fan could not hold it in any longer. He glared at the old man, "Just because you said that the ox is yours, does it mean that it's yours? It's mine. If you dare to spout any more nonsense, I'll beat you up. "
"Hmm?" The old man frowned. "You're so arrogant at such a young age. You're not even at the Completion Heaven state, and you dare to speak to me like this?"
"Arrogant!" Lin Fan scolded. He leaped down from the back of the green ox and clenched his fist, punching out at the old man.
The old man chuckled and raised his hand, blocking it casually. A mere Peerless Immortal was nothing to him.
Bam!
The moment they collided, the old man's expression changed drastically. A ball of Blood Qi surged up from within his body, dyeing his entire face red. Thud!
Thud!
The old man stumbled back dozens of meters. Stomping down on the ground, the ground cracked and dissipated the force. His face was filled with shock.
It was as though he had not expected that this lad's strength would be this strong, causing him to suffer such a huge loss.
This scene attracted the attention of the people who arrived later on.
"Eh? Isn't that the elder of the Raging Bull race? Why is he fighting with a Saint? And to think that he's being forced back! That's embarrassing! "
"It's not just embarrassing! That Saint's cultivation state is only at the Peerless Immortal state, and yet he's being forced back! How embarrassing!"
"Hahaha! The Raging Bull race is known to have unparalleled brute strength! To think that they've met their match!"
The elders of the various sects discussed and laughed out from time to time.
When the laughter reached the ears of the elder of the Raging Bull race, it was ever so piercing. In his carelessness, he had fallen for this lad's tricks.
"You're really arrogant, old man! I was riding it well, and you're saying that this ox is yours? Why don't you say that all the oxen in the Outer World belong to your Raging Bull race? Even the beef that we eat is eaten by your Raging Bull race!"
"Why? If you're indignant, come up and fight me! Do you think I'm afraid of you?"
"I'll ask you one last time! Does this ox belong to your Raging Bull race?"
Even though there were people here who were stronger than him, so be it. It was still uncertain who would emerge victorious in the end.
The elder of the Raging Bull race retracted his hand and suppressed his anger. However, he was extremely shocked in his heart. This lad's cultivation state was clearly only at the Peerless Immortal state. But, the power that he was exuding was comparable to that of a Heavenly Ascension state peak!
To be able to unleash a power that transcended an entire cultivation state was simply way too shocking! Could he be the successor of some horrifying force?
If that were the case, it would be unwise to become enemies with the other party.
If he were to create a huge enemy for the Raging Bull race, that would be terrible!
If the leader of the Raging Bull race were to find out that a bloody battle had broken out over the ownership of a green ox, he would definitely be skinned alive by the leader of the Raging Bull race.
At this moment, the elder of the Raging Bull race tried to fill in the blanks on his own. The more he thought about it, the more afraid he got, and the more he felt that it was not worth it.
"I've just understood. This green ox is not the mount of our Saint. Please do not take it to heart."
The elder of the Raging Bull race cupped his fists and left hurriedly. At the same time, he continued his search for the Saint.
"Saint, where are you?" The elder of the Raging Bull race continued his search.
"Saint, where are you?" The elder of the Sword Sect was searching as well.
The two of them then bumped into each other. Shocked, they asked one another.
"Your Saint is gone as well?"
The two of them looked at one another, as though they had just figured out something.
"Could it be that our Saint had a conflict and went to fight it out there?"
When they confirmed that this was a possibility, the two of them leaped into the air and bolted into the distance. They had to stop the battle between the Saint so that they could enter the treasure as soon as possible.
Otherwise, their losses would be huge.
"What proof? Fists are the only proof we have." Lin Fan took a look at Ao Baitian before continuing to ride on the back of the green ox. Patting his head, he said, "See that? Choosing a wise leader is the most important thing. Your Raging Bull race isn't much either. Don't go back in the future."
"Moo!"
The green ox snorted out. He felt that there was no need for him to go back as well. This person who had ridden on him was pretty strong indeed. Even the Son of the Dragon World had to apologize to him.
He felt that he was a bull amongst bulls, a bull amongst bulls. He was an existence that had never existed before.
Ao Baitian looked at Lin Fan and was lost for a moment. Was this guy even human? How could he be so arrogant?
And how in the world did someone as arrogant as him manage to survive till now?
As the Son of the Dragon World, the older generations of the Dragon World had warned him not to be too arrogant. Arrogance wouldn't have a good ending, and he would definitely die a horrible death one day.
But, he couldn't not be arrogant either. He had to be moderate.
Therefore, he had always remembered these words in his heart. He would never be arrogant without thinking. He would choose to be arrogant instead.
But in his eyes, the arrogance of this guy was simply too shocking. It was a miracle that he could survive till now.
All the elders of the major powers looked at Lin Fan, wondering which power this young man belonged to.
"He's going to die sooner or later." Liu Wu looked at him coldly. His heart was filled with indignation and hatred towards Lin Fan.
Fairy Feng took a few more glances at Lin Fan. She felt that this person was really strange. To think that he wouldn't give any face to the elder of the Raging Bull race at all!
"Eh? Just who is the big shot that invited me over? "
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