Best Young Master

In the morning glow, Zi Tianmo suddenly witnessed a scene that almost drove him mad with jealousy.

Zi Huan, with a blissful smile, was arm in arm with Ye Fan, walking through the air as if she were a true Heavenly Demon, heading towards the towering building where the Clan Leader resides.

Zi Huan’s face was adorned with a happy smile, and it was evident that her heart had already been captured by the outsider, Ye Fan.

"No..."

Zi Tianmo held his head in agony, his sinister eyes shooting out rays of fiendishly vicious light.

"Ye, you just wait, I will make sure your dignity is utterly trampled before Zi Huan. I will grind your bones to dust! No, grinding your bones to dust is too lenient. I will extract your Life Soul and eternally imprison it within my Ten Thousand Soul Banner, hoping you’ll become the most despicable slave in my hands!"

Zi Tianmo swore to himself through gritted teeth.

Ye Fan knew nothing of this. Although he saw Zi Tianmo leap from the rooftop, he paid no attention to him!

In his view, Zi Tianmo was not a concern at all—if Zi Tianmo were indeed foolish enough to provoke him, he wouldn’t mind offering him release!

Zi Tianmo was merely at the Lord Realm Peak, which, although remarkable among the younger generation, was nothing to Ye Fan.

He had even slain an Ancient Prince who surpassed his own realm; in terms of bloodline, the Ancient Prince was far superior to some ordinary genius of the Demon Clan.

Watching Ye Fan ignore him completely, Zi Tianmo was almost exploding with rage.

This was disregard, blatant disregard!

At a distance of five hundred meters from the city’s edge where the Purple Demon Family resides, Ye Fan and Zi Huan descended, walking along the ancient road towards the city.

Upon entering the city, Ye Fan felt a bustling atmosphere. Everywhere in the Ancient City was decorated with lanterns and streamers; many adults and children of the Demon Clan took to the streets as if celebrating a special festival.

"Why is it so lively today?" Ye Fan asked casually, observing the festive scene around them.

"Do you remember the Death Black Lotus I once picked?" Zi Huan teased with a charming smile at Ye Fan.

"Of course I remember. Has the Death Black Lotus taken root and sprouted?" Ye Fan replied.

"You’re really humorous!"

Zi Huan covered her mouth with a laugh, her body quivering as though to burst—a beguiling allure emanated alluringly.

"Here’s the thing: my great-grandfather, the Supreme Elder of the Purple Demon Family, used the Death Black Lotus, along with various precious Spiritual Medicines, to create a batch of Treasure Liquid. It greatly enhances a cultivator’s physique and purifies our Death Aura, making it even more refined. To celebrate, the family is hosting a major gathering to discuss the allocation of Treasure Liquid test slots."

Zi Huan explained in detail, and it dawned on Ye Fan that the Treasure Liquid had been completed. With it, the Purple Demon Family could surely elevate the younger generation’s strength to a higher level, which was undoubtedly significant for the family.

The two continued walking along the broad street, chatting and laughing, when suddenly a commotion arose ahead—a burly young man stood at the center of the street, vaguely blocking their path.

"Zi Quankun, what do you want? Why are you blocking our way?"

Zi Huan frowned, her expression instantly turning cold as she asked sharply.

"Greetings, Spirit Master Zi Huan!"

Zi Quankun bowed in greeting to Zi Huan, then coldly turned his gaze to Ye Fan, saying, "This is a gathering of our family. What right does an outsider have to participate? Tell him to leave. For the sake of Spirit Master’s friendship, I won’t kill him!"

Ye Fan chuckled, turning to Zi Huan, "It seems your clan members aren’t very welcoming of me! I better not join in the fun, farewell!"

"Brother Ye, please wait!"

Seeing that Ye Fan was really about to leave, Zi Huan grew anxious, her face turning cold as she addressed Zi Quankun sharply, "Brother Ye is my savior and has done great favors for our entire clan. If he isn’t qualified to attend this gathering, then no one is. If you don’t know what’s good for you, don’t blame me for not considering our kinship."

As she spoke, Zi Huan’s entire being radiated a powerful aura, a chilling intent spreading out as she was determined to stand against her clan for Ye Fan’s sake.

"Spirit Master Zi Huan, I meant no offense, but... for an outsider to attend our gathering, he should first prove himself in terms of strength. If he can defeat me, I will acknowledge his qualification, otherwise, he should leave,"

Zi Quankun was very assertive, seemingly apologetic but in essence cornering Ye Fan into a situation where he had no choice but to fight, otherwise, even with Zi Huan’s interference, his participation in the Purple Demon Family’s gathering would be seen as relying only on Zi Huan’s influence.

"Are you sure you want to challenge Brother Ye?"

Zi Huan laughed; others might not know Ye Fan’s true power, but she did.

When she first met Ye Fan, he had effortlessly slain an extremely powerful Demon Master from the Moduu Family. Although Zi Quankun was remarkable among the younger generation, he was not a match for Ye Fan.

"Of course, if he can’t even get past me, he’s not qualified to attend this gathering."

Zi Quankun still had no idea what kind of formidable figure he had provoked, continuing to speak heedlessly of the consequences.

"Brother Ye, go on, give him a good lesson so he knows there’s always someone better, a reminder of the vastness beyond his understanding!" Zi Huan smiled as she spoke to Ye Fan.

"I don’t want to fight him."

Ye Fan shook his head and did not accept Zi Quankun’s challenge, which surprised Zi Huan greatly.

"Why?"

"Because I’m afraid I might accidentally kill him. I don’t want to make it difficult for you," Ye Fan said.

"Such an arrogant boy. Come on, come on, I’m standing right here. Let’s see how you kill me."

Zi Quankun said recklessly, "If you can really kill me, I promise no one will trouble you."

Zi Huan raised her eyebrows and said to Ye Fan, "Brother Ye, go ahead, he asked for it, you can’t be blamed. I’ll vouch for you."

"That’s right, Zi Huan Lingzhu witnesses this battle. Any death or injury is their own responsibility, and there will be no complaints."

Zi Quankun glanced at Ye Fan disdainfully and said.

The more Ye Fan didn’t respond to the challenge, the more Zi Quankun believed that Ye Fan’s only talent was running away, and his real combat power wasn’t strong at all, making him even more arrogant.

"Quankun, this child is becoming more and more outrageous, this is no way to treat a guest!"

On a restaurant not far away, two elders of the Demon Clan sat by the window, watching the scene happening on the street. A robust elder shook his head and said.

"That kid with the surname Ye isn’t simple. He’s intentionally showing weakness to provoke Quankun. Once he makes a move, Quankun is bound to meet his doom. Should we intervene?" Another elder said.

"No need, don’t forget, our Purple Demon Family thrives on survival of the fittest. If this arrogant kid Ye Fan truly has great potential, maybe we can recruit him, focus on training him, and make him into a secret weapon for our family." The robust elder shook his head and said.

"You have a point there. Let’s just watch, but I’d bet you anything that Zi Quankun is no match for that kid named Ye. He’s already lost psychologically."

Another elder kept his eyes fixed on the street where Ye Fan and Zi Quankun were facing each other, not looking away as he spoke.

"No way, I’m not falling for that. You’re always winning your bets. Last time, you tricked me out of a treasure. I’m not letting you get away with it this time."

The robust-looking elder laughed and cursed, raising a bowl of wine, drinking while watching the situation unfold on the street.

"Since you wish for death, I’ll fulfill your wish!"

A glint of cunning flashed in Ye Fan’s eyes as he suddenly struck, throwing a punch at Zi Quankun’s chest. The blazing Punch Ray emitted a towering aura of destruction.

"Puff!"

Zi Quankun had no time to react before Ye Fan’s punch penetrated his heart. The destructive Death Energy erupted violently within him.

"Ah..."

Zi Quankun looked at his chest incredulously, then let out a scream as his entire body exploded instantly, his Divine Soul unable to escape, completely corroded by the Death Energy.

"This..."

The surrounding crowd couldn’t help but gasp. Although Zi Quankun wasn’t the strongest of the younger generation, he was a rare genius. They didn’t expect him to be instantly killed by Ye Fan without lasting even a single move.

This result left them in shock!

At the same time, in a house in the distance, Zi Tianmo’s face was livid. He had seen the entire scene through the window and was utterly shocked.

Instantly killing someone equivalent to a late-stage Lord Realm Demon Master, such strength was truly terrifying, chilling him to the bone and leaving a bitter taste in his mouth.

No wonder both of his uncles died at his hands. This Ye is simply terrifyingly strong.

He now had no confidence in defeating Ye Fan but couldn’t help but try. He believed that Zi Quankun was killed purely due to his overconfidence; if approached cautiously, such a shocking result would never have occurred.

Zi Huan’s small mouth also formed an ’O’, deeply shocked despite having seen Ye Fan instantly kill strong people at the Demon Master Level before.

"Hiss!"

After the shock, Zi Huan flicked her finger, conjuring a burst of Demon Fire that instantly ignited, turning Zi Quankun’s remains to ashes.

"This is..."

Upstairs, the two elders of the Purple Demon Family exchanged glances, seeing surprise and disbelief in each other’s eyes.

"Such pure Death Energy..."

"An Innate Death Body..."

Both elders exclaimed simultaneously, "This time we’ve found a treasure! An Innate Death Body with extremely pure Death Energy, rare among billions, has come to our clan! Could it be destiny blessing our Purple Demon Family, leading our family to prosperity??"

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