The words "Emperor-grade alchemist" reverberated in the air. Everyone, including the Warlord, was stunned.
An Emperor-grade alchemist was a legend in their eyes.
Yun Fan ignored their stares and smiled. "I told you long ago."
Zhan Qiuming stared at Yun Fan with his eyes wide open as if he was looking at a monster.
This was too scary. He had never heard of such a young Emperor-grade alchemist!
However, he did not doubt the authenticity of Yun Fan's words. Other than an Emperor-grade alchemist, no one could cure him of the poison.
"So you didn't make a move just now because you were waiting for me to give myself away!"
Zhan Qiuming gritted his teeth as he spoke. This fellow Yun Fan was far too terrifying. He was just like an adult who had watched a 'child' like Zhan Qiuming tell an extremely childish lie in front of him. In the end, he was easily exposed!
Zhan Qiuming's hair stood on end as he thought of this.
Yun Fan said calmly, "You want to take me, Yun Fan, as your disciple? Who do you think you are? "
Zhan Qiuming's face turned pale. He was not even fit to carry the shoes of an Emperor-grade alchemist. How dare he say that he wanted to be his master? What a joke.
"Zhan Qiuming, how dare you plot against my sister. I'll kill you!"
With that, Ling Xiao's spiritual energy surged and he was about to punch Zhan Qiuming.
Zhan Qiuming was shocked and shouted, "I'm here on behalf of the entire Zhan Tribe. If you dare to kill me, the Zhan Tribe will not let you off!"
Hearing this, the Warlord frowned and shouted, "Xiao 'er, stop!"
"Father?"
Ling Xiao was stunned. He did not know why the Warlord was stopping him.
The Warlord's face darkened and he did not speak.
Zhan Qiuming laughed. "The Warlord knows the big picture. Killing me is a small matter, but if you poke the Zhan Tribe's nest, you will lose more than you gain. At this stage, I'm sure the ruler of the Desolate Star does not want to start a war with the Zhan Tribe, right?"
The Warlord's face darkened. Zhan Qiuming was right. Most of the Barren Star Dynasty's forces were fighting against the other dynasties. They had no time to deal with the Zhan Clan.
If he were to kill Zhan Qiuming, the Zhan Clan would have an excuse to rebel in advance. This would put the Desolate Star Dynasty in a passive position.
However, if he let him go just like that, the resentment in his heart would not subside.
Just as Zhan Wang was hesitating, a voice rang out, "Let him go."
The Warlord and the others looked over and saw that the person who had spoken was Yun Fan.
Seeing the Warlord's gaze, Yun Fan repeated, "Let him go."
The Warlord nodded slightly and said, "Alright, we'll follow the orders of the Primordial Chaos Sovereign!"
As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the guards behind him opened up a path.
Zhan Qiuming hadn't thought that he would be able to leave the Battle King Mansion so easily. He thought that they were afraid of the Zhan clan's strength.
"At least you know your place!"
Zhan Qiuming laughed and turned around with his hands behind his back, intending to leave.
At that moment, Yun Fan's voice rang out again. "Go back and tell Zhan Rong that it's time to repay his debt to me. Tell him to prepare a hundred thousand Divine Will Stones. I'll be going to the Zhan Clan to collect them soon … If he hasn't prepared a hundred thousand Divine Will Stones by the time I arrive, I'll take the lives of the entire Zhan Clan!"
Zhan Qiuming trembled in fear and didn't dare to stay any longer. He scrambled out of the mansion.
After Zhan Qiuming left, the Warlord asked, "Young Master Yun Fan, do you really intend to go to the Zhan Clan?"
"Of course!" Yun Fan nodded slightly. "Zhan Rong of the Zhan Clan owes me a hundred thousand Divine Will Stones. Of course, I have to get them back. I'm not that rich …" At the end of his sentence, Yun Fan was half-joking.
The Warlord frowned and said, "From what I know, the Zhan Clan isn't to be trifled with. There are many powerful cultivators in the clan and they have the power to contend with the Desolate Star Dynasty. They are known as the number one clan in the Desolate Star Continent …
I think that Zhan Rong won't hand over a hundred thousand Divine Will Stones to Young Master Yun Fan so easily … "
Yun Fan could naturally tell that the Warlord was trying to warn and dissuade him. However, why would Yun Fan be afraid of the Zhan Clan?
"If what the Warlord says is true, then I don't mind helping the Desolate Star Dynasty to clean up the mess …" Yun Fan said calmly.
When Ling Xiao heard this, he couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine. Yun Fan's casual words were filled with a murderous intent.
…
In the next few days, Yun Fan helped Ling Yuewan recuperate again. Then, he used the power of the fire to help Ling Yuewan successfully condense a Golden Core in her energy center!
Yun Fan retracted his palm from Ling Yuewan's back and said calmly, "Miss Wan 'er, from now on, you can cultivate normally and won't have to endure that kind of pain anymore."
Ling Yuewan felt that she had never felt so powerful before. Her face turned red as she muttered softly, "Thank you, Young Master Yun Fan."
Yun Fan shook his head slightly and got up to leave.
"Where is Young Master Yun Fan going?" Ling Yuewan asked hurriedly after putting on her clothes.
Yun Fan didn't turn around and replied calmly, "I have to go to the Zhan Clan to settle some matters."
"Oh …"
Ling Yuewan's delicate face turned red as she said gently, "Then … will I be able to see Young Master Yun Fan again in the future?"
Yun Fan was taken aback. He didn't understand what Ling Yuewan meant and replied casually, "Of course you can."
Ling Yuewan smiled shyly as she stood up and said, "Then I'll send Young Master Yun Fan off."
After speaking, she went downstairs with Yun Fan.
When Yun Fan and Ling Yuewan were about to leave the mansion, the Warlord and Ling Xiao were standing nearby as if they had been waiting for them for a long time.
"Young Master Yun Fan, please take care of yourself. Here are the two thousand Divine Will Stones that Young Master Yun Fan ordered. Not a single one is missing."
After speaking, the Warlord handed a storage ring to Yun Fan.
He knew that Yun Fan's kindness to the Warlord Mansion and the entire Desolate Star Empire couldn't be described by the number of Divine Will Stones. Giving Yun Fan two thousand was a sign of respect. The rest of the kindness could only be repaid in the future.
Yun Fan didn't refuse and directly put away the two thousand Divine Will Stones. He then cupped his fists at the Warlord and said, "Until we meet again."
Then, under the insistence of the Warlord, Ling Xiao, and Ling Yuewan, he slowly left.
After Yun Fan left, Ling Xiao couldn't help but ask, "Father, do you think Young Master Yun Fan will really go to the Zhan Clan?"
Even his father, the Warlord, wouldn't dare to recklessly go to the Zhan Clan alone to collect a debt.
The Battle Monarch took a deep breath and earnestly said, "The Chaos Origin Ruler is no ordinary person. He must have his own extraordinary methods. I have a feeling that if I were to fight him, the one who would lose in the end would be me …"
Ling Xiao couldn't help but gasp. He didn't expect his father, who was at the peak of the Great Void Ancient Stage, to say such a thing.
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