Half an hour later.
Dai Xing City was filled with cheers.
Some were crying tears of joy, some were wildly shouting, some were hugging each other, and some were laughing out loud.
The battle of exterminating the city was over. Dai Xing City was unharmed, they and their families had all survived!
God knows how they managed to survive the past one hour. More than ten thousand demon beasts and more than five hundred demon kings besieged Dai Xingcheng at the same time. That was not all. The demon race even sent out a demon emperor to imprison all the demon kings in the Guardian Residence.
Without the protection of a King Level expert, facing the constant attacks of over ten thousand monsters, everyone's heads were covered in dark clouds. At that moment, they felt like the end of the world had arrived.
But now.
They had defended. The city hadn't been exterminated, their families hadn't perished, and everyone was still alive!
While they were cheering, all the warriors on the city walls looked at Yang Fan's group covered in blood outside the city.
At this moment.
The twenty or so human Grandmasters outside were heroes in their eyes!
Especially Yang Fan. That handsome little brother wearing the South China Martial Arts School uniform from West Chu City was so dazzling and cool at this moment.
If Ren Qingzhi, An Sheng, and Mu Qianqian were the heroes of Dai Xing City, then Yang Fan was without a doubt their savior.
In this battle of exterminating the city, Yang Fan had taken care of all the high level Monster Kings. He had turned the tide and cut down the main battle strength of the monsters.
If the merit of saving Dai Xing City was divided into a hundred portions, just Yang Fan alone would take ninety portions!
"Yang Fan!"
"Yang Fan!"
"Yang Fan!"
It was unknown who started it, but it seemed to be Zhong Dashan, Yao Chengbin, and the other students from Qingshan Martial Arts School.
As soon as Yang Fan's name was shouted, the surrounding cultivators who didn't know Yang Fan's name also followed suit. For a time, all the cultivators in the city were shouting Yang Fan's name, each and every one of them looking excited and grateful.
Yang Fan raised his head and looked at the top of the city wall. Seeing the excited and worshipful faces of those who had survived the disaster, his heart was filled with joy.
"Brother Fan is awesome!"
"Brother Fan is mighty!"
At this time, An Sheng also came over and began to flatter Yang Fan. Yang Fan glanced at him and nodded slightly.
After such a long period of fighting and training, Fatty An's body clearly had a fierce aura.
Killing demons to train one's courage and strengthen one's vitality was just like that.
An Sheng had been holed up in West Chu City for a long time, so his personality had been smoothed out. Adding on his lack of strength, he rarely went out of the city to kill demons. Overall, he gave off a weak feeling.
But now, after the baptism of the blood of thousands of Demonic Beasts, this guy had obviously become more resolute. Even his voice when flattering was much louder than before.
"That's right!" Yang Fan patted An Sheng's shoulder and said with a smile, "A martial artist should be like this. If you don't kill demons and see blood, what kind of martial artist are you? If you want to be my brother and disciple, you will have to face this kind of scene in the future! "
An Sheng grinned, revealing his snow-white front teeth, "I also think it's pretty good. Seeing these little demons in front of me get their heads chopped off one by one by my Spirit Wind Blades, I also feel great!"
"If there is another chance like this in the future, please call this general. This general wants to kill in all directions!"
An Sheng was extremely cocky. His spiritual force had suddenly increased by three levels, and this guy still hadn't completely woken up from that invincible feeling of expansion.
Yang Fan smiled faintly without saying anything. He didn't say anything to remind him. The current Fatty An needed this kind of inflated feeling to increase his courage and confidence. As long as he didn't seek death, this kind of state was beneficial to him.
"Master …" Brother Fan!
"Mu Qianqian also walked over. She glanced at Yang Fan and then at An Sheng. For a moment, she didn't know how to address Yang Fan.
She was An Sheng's fiancée in name, so logically speaking, she should call him by his name.
However, An Sheng was in front of Yang Fan, one moment calling him Brother Fan, the next moment calling him Master, causing Mu Qianqian to become a little confused on how to address Yang Fan.
"Whether you call me Master or Brother Fan, it depends on your own intentions. It's just a form of address, there's no need to be too conflicted."
As he said that, Yang Fan couldn't help but glare at An Sheng. It was all because of this damn fatty who didn't know his place and messed up their seniority.
Mu Qianqian stuck out her tongue and said in a crisp voice, "Then I'll just call you Master. Master has helped Qianqian a lot, and Qianqian is extremely grateful."
Only those who had personally experienced Yang Fan's teachings could understand how lucky they were to be chosen and accepted as disciples by Yang Fan.
Mu Qianqian was very clear that the reason why she was able to break through to the ninth level of the Spirit Reader Master so easily was all thanks to Yang Fan's help and favor. She cherished this hard-won opportunity.
"We're all family, so you're treating me like an outsider." Yang Fan smiled faintly as he looked at the extremely sweet and adorable little girl in front of him. He said, "To be honest, your talent is not bad. Especially your comprehension ability, it is far superior to ordinary people. You can be considered to be blessed by nature. To be able to take you in as a disciple is also my luck as a master! "
Mu Qianqian's mind trembled.
What did Yang Fan mean by that? Could it be that he had already seen through his hidden bloodline talent?
That shouldn't be!
How long had they known each other? From the beginning of their meeting until now, it hadn't even been three hours. How could he see through it?
Bloodline talent was not the aura of cultivation. It could be guessed just based on one's eyesight and perception.
Mu Qianqian's super comprehension bloodline talent was considered a top secret in the entire Capital's Mu family. In the entire family, no one except the current head of the family and Aunt Qing knew about it.
But now, Yang Fan was obviously hinting at something, and Mu Qianqian couldn't help but be shocked and overthink.
"Thank you for your praise, Master. Qianqian's comprehension is only average, and not as good as Master says." Mu Qianqian pretended to be shy and lowered her head in embarrassment.
Seeing that she didn't admit it, Yang Fan shook his head slightly and smiled. He didn't say anything more. Bloodline talent was considered a personal secret. It was normal for Mu Qianqian to be guarded.
If it weren't for the existence of the appraisal technique and his relationship with Master, which allowed Yang Fan to check the attributes of these disciples at any time, Yang Fan might not have been able to discover that this little girl actually had such an outstanding comprehension talent.
However.
No matter how awesome her super comprehension was, Yang Fan didn't care very much. He didn't even have the thought of secretly peeping at her comprehension and learning.
There was no other reason.
He just didn't need it.
For ordinary people, having a strong comprehension ability could speed up their comprehension of cultivation methods. Their cultivation of various cultivation methods and martial skills would also far exceed that of ordinary people.
For example, Mu Qianqian now had a total of five skills, and all of them had been cultivated to the Great Perfection Stage. At her age, she was absolutely awesome. Even many King Stage experts might not be better than her in terms of martial skills comprehension.
But Yang Fan didn't need it.
If he wanted to learn a skill, he didn't need to cultivate and comprehend it step by step. He only needed to look at the martial artists who cultivated this skill.
If the super comprehension bloodline talent was a kind of cheat, then Yang Fan's system was undoubtedly the king of cheats!
It was just that awesome!
"Remember, don't tell anyone about me passing on my skills to you." Yang Fan cautiously glanced at Mu Qianqian and said, "Otherwise, I'm afraid there's no way for our master-disciple relationship to continue."
Mu Qianqian nodded vigorously. "Master, don't worry, I know! This is a secret in the sect. Even if it's a close relative in the clan, it can't be said lightly! "
He had only taught her a very common Secret Spirit Technique, but it had helped her easily cross the barrier of a Level Eight Spirit Reader Master. If she hadn't experienced it herself and had only heard it from others, Mu Qianqian would never have believed it.
Therefore, she was well aware of how awesome and terrifying Yang Fan's assistance was. If word of this were to spread, not to mention others, even her Aunt Qing would probably be unable to resist the urge to capture Yang Fan and bring him back to the Mu family's secret land. She would then force him to raise the cultivation of all the Mu family members.
Although the clan was important, Mu Qianqian instinctively wanted to protect Yang Fan. She wanted to protect Yang Fan's life-threatening secret.
Yang Fan nodded with satisfaction.
The [Extremely Friendly Favourable Impression] and the [Loyalty] attribute were all put to good use at this moment. From Mu Qianqian's expression, he could feel a thick sense of sincerity and respect. En, there was also an endless amount of worship.
Yang Fan was in a good mood. He liked this feeling very much.
"Okay, the Demon Beasts have been eliminated. We should go back to the city!"
Yang Fan greeted the two of them, then looked back at Dahei, who was still picking up the corpses, and Ren Qingzhi, whose face was very dark. He said loudly, "Dahei! That's enough. You eat the meat, but at least leave some soup for others to drink! "
In such a short time, Dahei had already swallowed nearly three thousand Demon Beasts' corpses. If it weren't for Ren Qingzhi and the others who saw that the situation was not good and stopped the losses in time, and protected the corpses of the few hundred Demon Kings and Demon Generals that were killed by Yang Fan, Dahei might have already cleaned up the entire battlefield.
"Papa!"
Dahei licked its lips as if it was still not satisfied. After glaring at Ren Qingzhi, its body flashed, and with a whoosh, it rushed back into Yang Fan's arms. Together with Floret, one on the left and one on the right, they stared at each other like dogs.
"Although Dai Xingcheng did not break into the city this time, the losses were not small at all, so …" Ren Qingzhi looked at Yang Fan, somewhat embarrassed.
Dai Xingcheng had suffered a great loss in this battle. The spiritual energy reserves that had been stored for decades were mostly used up in one day. The corpses and Demon Cores of the Demon Beasts in front of them were undoubtedly the best way to replenish them.
Unfortunately, they were all ruined by a big dog.
Ren Qingzhi's heart ached, but he also knew that this big dog was Yang Fan's pet, and Yang Fan's contribution to the destruction of the city couldn't go unnoticed. More than half of the Fiend Corpses in front of him had died at his hands.
Therefore, Ren Qingzhi was a little embarrassed to directly ask Yang Fan for the Demon Beasts.
Yang Fan shook his head lightly and patted the head of the dog in his arms. He said softly to Ren Qingzhi, "This silly dog is too greedy, but fortunately, there are still many Demon Kings' corpses left. At least it didn't cause a big mistake."
"Principal Ren, don't worry about me. Just let people move these corpses. I have already gotten what I want. That's enough!"
After saying that, Yang Fan rushed into the city with the cat and dog in his arms. An Sheng and Mu Qianqian followed closely behind.
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