Best Young Master

In an ancient city hidden in the dense mountains and forests of the Southern East Domain, a group of demon clan cultivators were noisily drinking.

A dozen or so empty wine jars lay beside their table, which was in disarray. Seven or eight young demon clan elites drank so much their tongues were thick, yet they still continued calling for more wine from the shopkeeper.

On the side, an elderly man from the human race, looking troubled, said to a few young demon cultivators, "Gentlemen, the small tavern has run out of wine, you’ve drank it all."

"What? It’s gone? You old geezer, why run a wine tavern if there’s no wine? Hurry and bring us more wine, or I’ll pull apart your old bones for seasoning!"

A young demon cultivator viciously grabbed the old man’s collar, directly throwing him out the window of the second floor, then stuck his head out and said, "If you don’t see wine in front of us within thirty minutes, you know the consequences yourself!"

"Grandfather..."

A tender voice rang out, and a four or five-year-old boy rushed out from the room with clumsy steps, desperately shaking the old man’s arm, saying, "Grandfather, please wake up quickly..."

"Hey, little boy, quickly get your grandfather to bring us wine, or I’ll tear down your tavern!" The young demon cultivator who threw the old man down glared at the young boy.

"You are all bad people, you stay in our tavern, eat our food, drink our wine, and don’t even pay, yet you beat people." The little boy said sniffling.

Many people gathered around, but none opened their mouth to speak up for the grandfather and grandson.

They were all ordinary people without any cultivation, unable to provoke these demon clan cultivators, only able to swallow their grievances.

"Little brat, why so much talk? Hurry and fetch the wine!"

Though spoken by a child without restraint, even drunk, the young demon cultivator felt a bit embarrassed.

Indeed, ever since arriving at this ancient city, they had driven out all the human cultivators, and those who refused were directly challenged and killed.

Nowadays, this little ancient city had completely fallen into the hands of this group of young demon cultivators. They ate, drank, and lived in this small tavern every day, but never paid a single penny.

"Just wait, someone from our human race will come and defeat you, stand up for us!" A middle-aged man in the crowd said loudly, looking sullen.

"Hahaha..."

The young demon cultivator laughed wildly: "Your human race is just a bunch of lowly ants, how can you compare to us? Who among your younger generation can defeat us?"

"Ye Fan can. During the dual race competition back then, Ye Fan single-handedly blocked your demon clan’s ten young kings. He will surely avenge us!"

The middle-aged man who had experience in the cultivation world said, recalling Ye Fan’s glorious battle.

"Him? He’s just a cowardly turtle. Knowing our demon emperor’s son has emerged, he immediately hid and hasn’t shown his face since. Don’t count on him."

"Exactly, our demon prince emerged this time just to kill him, but unfortunately, he’s lost in the vast star domain and won’t return in his lifetime, what can you rely on now?"

"Precisely, even your human prince is called brother by our demon prince. Your human race has reigned supreme on this world long enough, isn’t it time our demon clan ruled this world?"

A group of young demon cultivators on the second floor spoke unabashedly, sparing no effort to mock and ridicule the human race.

In their eyes, Ye Fan was transmitted to the vast star domain by an ancient altar, never to return, and two of the three great emperors’ progeny had already embarked on the Xing Kong Gu Road, posing no threat to them.

The only one with some threat, the Emperor’s son, was their friend, and in their view, the human race, especially the younger generation, truly had no hope left!

"Do we humans truly have no hope?"

Many people voiced such sentiments.

These were but mere snapshots of numerous occurrences on the vast and boundless earth, similar events were playing out in other cities.

Many cultivators faced challenges from the demon clan’s younger generation, with many dying bloody deaths, unwilling and resentful.

Undeniably, at equivalent realms, humans are generally inferior to the demon clan. They are physically strong and possess innate divine abilities.

While human cultivators only have endless potential, potential does not equate to power.

Generally speaking, humans are not opponents to demon cultivators of the same realm, an undeniable fact.

"These beasts are too arrogant!"

"Damn it, I wish I could personally tear these beasts apart!"

Many young human cultivators held a grudge, harboring anger, wanting to eliminate these arrogant demons who disregarded human cultivators.

However—

Their strength was insufficient, even if they acted they would only add another death, making no difference to the overall situation.

The elder strong were also furious, as many young cultivators who died were their disciples, their relatives.

Yet, constrained by prior agreements, they couldn’t act arbitrarily, having to swallow their fury even as it burned their eyes red.

At this moment, many people thought of Ye Fan, because during the great battle of the younger generation on the Holy War Platform, Ye Fan fought in such a formidable manner that the young generation of the Demon Clan dared not step onto the platform, even forcing the Quasi-Demon Emperor Chi Lin to admit defeat!

In their view, if the younger generation of the Human Race could deliver a crushing blow to these arrogant beasts, it could only be Ye Fan!

The entire Cultivation World was shrouded in gloom, bloodshed and chaos, with constant news of Human cultivators being slain by strong people from the Demon Clan, throwing ordinary human folks into a panic.

This generation of ordinary people has never experienced the dark turbulence, and naturally, they don’t know that the carnage now pales in comparison to the past, hundreds or thousands of times more severe.

The entire Cultivation World was enveloped in a shadow of doom, with the young Demon Clan being too powerful for the current Human Race’s younger generation to overcome.

And on the second day after Ye Fan’s return, without anyone noticing, he quietly left Immortal Academy.

The Human Face Feng Shui Technique allows him to change his form, appearance, and even his aura at will. If he doesn’t want to be recognized, I’m afraid even a Saint Lord Level strong person might not be able to spot him in a crowd.

Changqing State is a vast continent in Southern East Domain, so expansive that even a cultivator flying wouldn’t necessarily be able to cross it in three months.

Changqing State is mainly composed of forests and rivers, a continent full of vitality, though there are also areas of gobi and deserts. Every state has its unique terrains and landforms.

Ye Fan ran swiftly amidst the towering mountains, faster than flying. He was practicing the Chasing Star Step.

It’s been three days since he left Immortal Academy, and he has been looking for traces of Demon Clan cultivators, and this time, Bai Yan wolf didn’t follow.

Before Ye Fan left, Bai Yan wolf gave him a hundred and eight small flags to store in the Virtual Space.

These hundred and eight flags form a Killing Array, which, once deployed according to the positions taught by Bai Yan wolf, can trap opponents directly within the array.

At noon, Ye Fan casually caught a grouse and wrapped it in yellow mud by the creek, making himself a beggar’s chicken to enjoy.

Although he has reached the point where he doesn’t need food, the habits formed over many years aren’t easily changed.

Especially when it comes to cravings, cultivation itself is extremely austere; eating a little to replenish energy during cultivation downtime is permissible.

After gulping down a grouse, Ye Fan washed away the grease from his hands in the creek, when suddenly, he heard distant sounds of fighting.

"Whoosh!"

Ye Fan left a shadow in place, sprinting towards the direction of the sound in a manner akin to shrinking the earth beneath him.

He vaguely heard some noises that seemed to be from the Demon Clan just now.

Traveling dozens of miles was just a blink of an eye for him, and soon Ye Fan saw a group of seven or eight young Demon Clan cultivators chasing down an Early Lord Realm human cultivator.

At this moment, the human cultivator was bleeding all over, his aura was chaotic, relying solely on an instinct for survival to escape.

And behind him, seven or eight young Demon Clan cultivators were laughing and relentlessly pursuing, occasionally wielding Spiritual Treasure to slash at him.

These young Demon Clan cultivators were only at the Peak of Divine Power Realm, not even considered as Great Demons, merely little demons.

"Ssshhh ssshhh!"

Without a word, Ye Fan flicked his fingers repeatedly, beams of golden Finger Beams pierced through the brows of the three little demons at the forefront.

The three little demons didn’t even have time to grunt before they dropped dead, frightening the remaining four little demons into halting abruptly.

"Who are you?"

One little demon saw Ye Fan was merely at Early Lord Realm and immediately relaxed, shouting loudly.

"The one who kills you!"

Ye Fan unemotionally approached the human cultivator, supporting him while channeling a robust amount of Pure Yang Qi into him, helping to heal his injuries.

"With you alone? You’re courting death!"

One little demon, unaware of the impending danger, directly summoned his Spiritual Treasure to slash at Ye Fan, unleashing a Sword Radiance several meters long fiercely towards Ye Fan.

"Bang!"

Ye Fan flicked his finger again, a flash of Golden Light, the little demon’s Spiritual Treasure fractured into chunks, turning into a pile of scrap copper and rusted iron.

"Hiss..."

This scene shocked the remaining three, making them gasp and look at Ye Fan with eyes filled with terror!

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