Chapter 256: Chapter 255: Gongsun Family
The next day, Ye Fan left the Yan Clan, which was in the process of rebuilding. After suffering great losses in their battle against the Five Poison Sect, they were actively re-establishing their ho.
At Ye Fan’s urging, Alice did not co to see him off and remained within the Yan Clan Forbidden Land to fully absorb the clan’s inheritance. Her previous ergence to rescue Ye Fan and the others had greatly hampered her progress.
Only the Great Elder of the Yan Clan ca to see him off.
At that mont, Ye Fan said to him, "Great Elder, there’s no need to see
off. I’ve felt your warmth already. Besides, we’re both iron-boned n; let’s not part with such sentintal emotions."
"Hmph! Do you really think I ca to see you off? Hand over the things you took from our Yan Clan!"
This turn of events was truly staggering.
In response, Ye Fan said dismissively, "Took things? Great Elder, without evidence, please don’t casually sar a serious Martial Artist!"
"The evidence is on your back, isn’t it?" the Great Elder of the Yan Clan barked.
Feeling the backpack on his own back, Ye Fan felt an instant wave of awkwardness. It was his own fault for being so conspicuous; carrying a backpack filled to the brim, he couldn’t be low-key even if he wanted to.
So, he tried to smooth things over with the Great Elder. "Co on, Great Elder! Let’s not get formal. When your Yan Clan was in peril, wasn’t I the one who stepped forward to help?"
"Consider these items a fair exchange! The next ti you visit my Heavenly King Hall, take whatever you need. If I dare refuse, I’ll be a little dog!"
"Till we et again!"
With that, Ye Fan leaped up and disappeared into the jungle.
The Great Elder of the Yan Clan wanted to cry but had no tears. Yes, Ye Fan had indeed provided substantial help during the Yan Clan’s crisis, but that didn’t an he could loot their Spiritual Objects so thoroughly! It had to be said that Ye Fan had perfectly used their gratitude as leverage to plunder all these items.
Of course, the things he took from the Yan Clan included not just the Holy Spring Spirit Water, but also nurous Spirit Fruits and Spirit Pills—items essential for turning an ordinary person into a Martial Cultivator.
Ye Fan did all this for one reason and one reason only: his won.
As for his brothers in the Heavenly King Hall and King Hall, Ye Fan wasn’t worried at all. They had their own concocted dicines and devilish training regins, and their strength was improving at an incredible pace.
He couldn’t bear to subject the won by his side to such grueling training.
He arrived outside Qilian Mountain, about a hundred kiloters from the Yan Clan’s territory. The area was guarded by an Array specially crafted by the Yan Clan, which prevented ordinary people from breaching their lands.
Today, there weren’t many tourists on Qilian Mountain, only a few scattered here and there, exuding an air of idleness and exhaustion. Ye Fan moved inconspicuously among them.
Reaching the head of a bridge spanning a deep cliff, Ye Fan gazed into the vast abyss below.
Just then, he saw a mischievous-looking child sitting right on the edge of the bridge head.
"Kid, co down from there!" a man and a woman shouted at the child.
Although the child was naughty, he heard his parents’ call and started to turn back. But suddenly, a powerful gust of wind swept the roughly nine-year-old boy right off the edge of the bridge.
"My child!"
The couple instantly broke down in despair.
The surrounding onlookers watched in horror, knowing there was no hope for the child. Falling from such a height into the vast abyss below ant his body might never be found.
That’s when Ye Fan sprang into action, leaping off the bridge without hesitation.
He caught the falling child mid-air and, using their montum, aid for the barren cliff face.
"Dragon Claw Hand!"
Ye Fan bellowed, unleashing the technique. The power of the Dragon Claw Hand was imnse, allowing him to stab his five fingers directly into the solid rock.
Looking up at the more than three hundred ters still to climb and down at the seemingly bottomless abyss below, even Ye Fan couldn’t help but think, That was close.
The crowd on the bridge was stunned. They had seen Spider-man scale walls on television but had never witnessed such a feat in real life. Without a doubt, the man before them was a real-life Spider-man.
Finding a foothold, Ye Fan began to rapidly leap upward, using the surrounding vines to aid his ascent until he reached the top of the slope.
The child, completely overwheld with fear, had already fainted.
Ye Fan placed him in a safe spot and then, amidst the cheers of the crowd, simply vanished from Qilian Mountain. I’m a low-profile person, after all. A low-profile person should just disappear quietly.
The entire incident had happened so fast, from the rescue to its conclusion, that the crowd hadn’t even had ti to take out their phones to take pictures or record a video before it was all over.
They were frustrated; a video like that would have definitely gone viral.
It had to be said, the boy was incredibly lucky to have encountered Ye Fan; otherwise, he would have surely t his death.
In less than half an hour, the incident exploded online. It shot to the top of the search charts, and its popularity showed no signs of waning.
Though he was the King of Heaven—a mass murderer and bloodthirsty maniac to his enemies—he was also a man who enjoyed doing good deeds.
Leaving Qilian Mountain, Ye Fan arrived at the Donglin Trading Market. This was no ordinary market, as it belonged exclusively to Martial Cultivators.
Every year, a bustling trade fair was held in this desolate mountain wilderness. Jade rchants, antique dealers, tourists, and people from all walks of life gathered here.
Upon entering the market, Ye Fan kept a low profile. Even though he had already turned the underworld upside down, the world knew only of his legend, not the man himself.
At that mont, Ye Fan found himself standing before an old man selling jade. Displayed before the man was a jade pendant with a gentle, warm luster.
The pendant was purple and seed rely ornate, but Ye Fan knew it contained a great deal of spiritual energy. For a Martial Cultivator, wearing it year-round would bring endless benefits.
"Young man, has this jade pendant caught your eye?" the old man asked with a kind smile.
Ye Fan replied, "It’s a fine piece. What are you asking for it?"
The old man replied, "Young man, if you have sothing to trade, that would be best. After all, for us Martial Artists, money is of little use!"
Ye Fan nodded. Such are the rules of the Martial Arts World.
Just as he was about to take sothing out to trade with the elder, a loud voice cut in.
"Laozi will take this jade pendant."
Ye Fan turned to see a handso man with a roguish air, followed by a large entourage.
Ye Fan was annoyed, but since the rule was that the highest bidder wins, he held his tongue.
The elder said, "There’s a rule here: the highest bidder wins. However, if what you offer is only slightly better than, or even equal to, what this friend offers, I will choose to trade with him!"
"Spare
the nonsense! Of course, Laozi knows the rules here."
The man imdiately produced a book of martial arts treatises and placed it before the old man. "This contains the martial arts insights of the Gongsun Family. Valuable, isn’t it?"
The elder nodded. It was indeed valuable.
The Gongsun Family? What is their connection to Gongsun Chou?
Thus, Ye Fan asked aloud, "What is your relation to Gongsun Chou?"
"How dare you! That’s the great Ancestor of my Gongsun Family! For daring to speak his na so casually, believe it or not, Laozi will break both your legs!"
Since he’s the descendant of an acquaintance, I won’t bicker with him.
Ye Fan recalled hearing from Gongsun Chou that every Family Head of the Gongsun Family must enter Fla Valley in their later years. There, they would live out their days while also serving as generational guardians of the Fla Witch. Gongsun Chou must have left the Gongsun Family many years ago.
The elder turned back to Ye Fan and asked, "Young man, do you have sothing you wish to trade?"
Ye Fan shook his head with a smile. "I have nothing to offer. Since he has presented sothing so valuable, please, trade with him."
"Very well," the elder nodded, politely giving Ye Fan due deference.
"Pauper!" the young man imdiately sneered at Ye Fan.
Ye Fan ignored him, but a plan was already forming in his mind. I will get that jade pendant, one way or another.
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