"Xiaofan, you have mastered your arts. It's time to descend the mountain!"
"After descending, you should take up my position as the leader of the Martial Union and lead the Dragon Kingdom's martial world to become even stronger!"
At this moment, on the Nine Dragon Mountain of the Dragon Kingdom,
an old man with white eyebrows and hair, wearing a long robe, resembling a celestial being, gently said to a young man in coarse linen clothes.
"Xiaofan, don't listen to your second master. His position as the martial union leader isn't worth anything. It's an empty title. You're better off being my Ghost Valley Master. My Ghost Valley has three thousand disciples for you to command!"
An elderly man in a black robe with long hair draped over his shoulders shouted at the young man.
"Xiaofan, become an assassin after descending the mountain and make the name of the Assassin God Shura feared again in the assassin's domain!"
A man in blood-colored clothing, with a cold complexion and emanating a murderous aura, walked over and coldly said to the young man.
"Pay no attention to your fourth master's nonsense. Being an assassin is hard work with little reward. The position of Dragon King has been vacant and saved for you. If you become the new Dragon King, you can drunkenly hold the world's power and recline on a beauty's knees!"
At this point, an old man with silver hair and a fat body, resembling a Maitreya Buddha, said with a grin to the young man, his body exuding a lewd aura.
"A dignified man should serve his country, gallop on the battlefield, defend his home and country, how can he seek personal enjoyment?"
"Xiaofan, after descending the mountain, join our Heavenly Strategy Army. With your abilities, you can surely lead our army to restore its power, kill the enemies of other nations so that they no longer dare to encroach on our Dragon Kingdom's territory. Then, you will be the new God of War of our Dragon Kingdom, becoming a hero admired by all the people. How wonderful!"
A resonant voice like a bell soon followed.
A middle-aged man with a stout body and a firm face stood by, exuding an oppressive force and a warrior's spirit. His eyes, shining with determination, were fixed on the young man.
"You guys, what nonsense are you talking about? It's not easy for Xiaofan to descend the mountain, and all you think about is having him fight and kill. What if our little Xiaofan gets hurt?"
A seductive voice resonated in an instant, crisp and tantalizing enough to send chills down one's spine,
Following closely, a floral fragrance began to pervade the air,
A woman, dressed in a floral skirt, revealing the charm that age had failed to rob her of, swayed her mature body to the young man's side. She took his hand and cooed invitingly,
“Xiao Fan, let's ignore these old fuddy-duddies. You're grown now, time to head down the mountain and find yourself a wife or two!”
“Zhong Wuyan, are you trying to corrupt young Fan? Don't you fear retribution from that one person?”
The man with long hair draped over his shoulders, donned in a black robe, huffed at the woman.
Whoosh!
On the mention of that "one person", the woman's expression subtly changed. She cast a furtive glance towards a certain location within the mountain range, and said, “She is still in seclusion, can't hear us!”
“Second Master, Third Master, Fourth Master, Fifth Master, Sixth Master, Seventh Master, your kindness is deeply appreciated. But this time when I leave the mountain, I have made my arrangements. So please, worry not about me.”
“In my absence, please take good care of yourselves.”
“When the Head Master emerges from solitude, tell her I have left the mountain.”
Ye Fan, gazing at the six masters, bowed to each of them in turn.
“Off you go!”
“Remember Xiao Fan, you are our disciple. No one but us has the right to bully you.”
“If anyone dares to cross you, don’t hesitate to give them a piece of your mind!”
The elderly man with a white beard and eyebrows, wearing a white robe, stroked his half-pulled-out beard, courtesy of Ye Fan, and spoke.
“Rest assured, Second Master, I won't disgrace you!”
With a wicked smile, Ye Fan turned and headed towards the foot of the mountain.
As Ye Fan left, the varied expressions of his six masters were revealed.
“Little Fan carries a blood feud on his shoulders. Once his identity is exposed during this descent from the mountain, it is feared that countless threats will be drawn toward him!”
The long-haired man in a black robe, his eyes reflecting a profound light, uttered.
“Whoever dares to harm Little Fan, I will make them die!”
The man in the bloody suit said coldly. A killing intent shrouded his entire being, freezing the surrounding space as if he was a Shura who had slaughtered the sky!
"Rest assured, with this youngster's abilities, those who dare to provoke him are sure to be the unlucky ones!"
A silver-haired, potbellied old man laughed.
"No charm, have the people in House of Flowers secretly keep an eye on Little Fan, to prevent any incidents!"
The old man with a white beard and eyebrows said to the younger woman standing next to him.
"Don’t worry, I have already made arrangements!"
"Whoever dares to touch Little Fan, I'll make their life worse than death!"
The young woman scoffed, her eyes reflecting a venomous glare like a scorpion.
At the peak of a mountain in Kowloon,
A woman dressed in palace attire with a white skirt and a veil over her face stood there. Three thousand strands of her hair were tied with a single hairpin, fluttering in the wind.
The woman had a celestial temperament, elusive like a fairy. She seemed like an exiled celestial being descending to earth, creating a feeling that she should only be admired from afar and not disrespected!
Her eyes, as tranquil as autumn water, watched Ye Fan walk towards the foot of the mountain, revealing complex emotions!
And soon, Ye Fan arrived at the foot of the mountain.
Meanwhile, a luxury Mercedes-Benz car was parked at the foot of the mountain.
From the car, a middle-aged man in a Zhongshan suit and a woman with delicate features disembarked.
This woman had an intense look of worry on her face.
"Uncle Gong, do you think the master from the Valley of Ghosts really stays here?"
The woman asked the middle-aged man next to her.
"Miss, I can’t be sure. After all, the master from the Ghosts Valley has been missing for over a decade. Over the years, numerous nobles and officials have wanted to seek his medical advice, but all ended in vain!"
The man in the Zhongshan suit frowned and spoke with a deep voice.
"No matter what, this is the only way to save my father, I must try it regardless!"
The woman's expression became stern, ready to head up the mountain.
"Are you looking for the master from the Ghosts Valley?"
Ye Fan's figure suddenly appeared in front of the duo.
"Who are you?"
The middle-aged man's expression changed, taking a defensive stance in front of the woman, eyeing Ye Fan with caution.
"Don't worry, I'm not a bad guy!"
"Are you looking for the Ghost Valley Medical Saint?"
Ye Fan asked lightly.
"That's right! Do you know the Ghost Valley Medical Saint?"
Jiang Xue asked Ye Fan.
"Yes, I do. In fact, he is my Third Master!"
Ye Fan replied straightforwardly.
"Are you a disciple of the Ghost Valley Medical Saint?"
"Is that true?"
"Do you know where the Ghost Valley Medical Saint is? Can you take me to meet your Master?"
Upon hearing Ye Fan's words, Jiang Xue became incredibly excited and yelled out.
"You don't need to look for him anymore. My Third Master stopped practicing medicine long ago and won't be saving anyone again!"
Ye Fan curled his lips.
"What?"
Jiang Xue's face changed and her petite body trembled.
Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!
Suddenly, a few Wuling Hong Guang vehicles pulled over here. A group of burly, daunting men, holding machetes, got out of the vehicles.
They headed straight for Jiang Xue.
"Who are you? What do you want?"
The middle-aged man next to Jiang Xue had a darkened face, yelling at the group.
"Miss Jiang, someone doesn't want you to return to Tianhai, so I apologize in advance!"
"Get her!"
One of the bald men in the group coldly directed at Jiang Xue.
With a wave of his hand, the rest of the group charged straight at her.
