Chapter 95: Violet Crystal Fortune Fruit, Taking the Fight to Them!
"Is this guy not afraid of dying?!"
"He killed so many from the Blood Vulture Martial Hall and even gravely wounded their young master Luo Shan, and he still dares to march straight to their doors?"
"Maybe he's just that skilled—he's not scared of their master Luo Jiu at all."
"Honestly, even Luo Jiu himself might not have taken down all those guys as cleanly as this young man did!"
"Whatever the case, the Blood Vulture Martial Hall is in for a show!"
"Let's go watch the fireworks!"
…
As the surrounding crowd buzzed with excitement, Jiang Xue couldn't help but worry.
"Young Master Lin Fan… is it really wise to just storm the Blood Vulture Martial Hall like this?"
"Their master, Luo Jiu, is a late-stage Form Creation Realm expert. He's far beyond what those men you just fought could compare to."
Qingtan smiled sweetly, "Don't worry, Sister Jiang. So what if he's late-stage Form Creation? My Brother Lin Fan isn't afraid of him."
Lin Fan added calmly, "Qingtan is right. Just lead the way. I'm not the type to walk into my own death."
"…Alright, then."
Jiang Xue hesitated briefly but eventually nodded, taking Jiang Yinyin by the hand and leading the group toward the Blood Vulture Martial Hall.
She intentionally slowed their pace, hoping that her father would hear about the situation and bring reinforcements from the Eagle Martial Hall.
Given their deep roots in Great Eagle City, it wouldn't take long for news to reach him.
Lin Fan saw through her intentions but didn't mind.
Even with the slowed pace, the city wasn't large.
A little over fifteen minutes later, Lin Fan and his party arrived at the gates of the Blood Vulture Martial Hall.
From the outside, it was even more grand than the Eagle Martial Hall.
Above the entrance, a plaque boldly read:
"Blood Vulture Martial Hall" in wild, calligraphic strokes.
"You there! Who are you?! Release the young master at once!"
The guards at the gate paled when they saw Lin Fan dragging Luo Shan and shouted furiously.
"Gladly."
Lin Fan chuckled and casually tossed Luo Shan forward.
Bang!
Luo Shan's body flew through the air and smashed directly into the martial hall's plaque, embedding itself in the structure.
Pfft!
He'd already been on the brink of death. This final blow made him cough up blood and finally expire, his head drooping, eyes wide open in death.
The crowd, who had followed to watch the drama, gasped in shock.
This guy is insane!
That action alone screamed life-or-death feud with the Blood Vulture Martial Hall.
"You… you killed the young master!"
The guards were horrified and shrieked, "We're under attack!"
Then they fled into the hall to sound the alarm.
"Lin Dong," Lin Fan said calmly, placing a hand on his brother's shoulder,
"Protect the Jiang sisters."
[Ding! You touched Lin Dong and obtained: Special Spiritual Herb – Violet Crystal Fortune Fruit!]
Another reward?
Not bad.
Lin Fan smiled internally, but now wasn't the time to check it out.
"Understood." Lin Dong nodded, replying softly.
As for Qingtan, she had already reached early-stage Form Creation Realm after months of cultivation.
Except for Luo Jiu, no one in the Blood Vulture Martial Hall was a threat to her.
And Luo Jiu… was Lin Fan's to handle.
He didn't have to wait long.
Within three minutes, a flood of Blood Vulture Martial Hall members surged out from the compound.
Leading them was a lean, sinister-looking middle-aged man with deep-set eyes and a face twisted with murderous rage.
"Shan'er!"
Upon seeing Luo Shan's corpse embedded in the plaque, he roared in grief and fury, rushing up to retrieve the body.
This man was Luo Jiu, master of the Blood Vulture Martial Hall and Luo Shan's father.
"Who?! Who killed my son?!"
He turned sharply toward Lin Fan's group, the killing intent in his gaze nearly tangible.
"He sought death on his own," Lin Fan said, stepping forward calmly. "No one else to blame."
"You killed him?"
Luo Jiu's bloodshot eyes locked onto Lin Fan.
Before Lin Fan could reply, another voice rang out—
"Luo Jiu! I've heard what happened—your son brought this upon himself. You have no right to blame Young Master Lin!"
The voice came from the crowd.
It was Jiang Lei, master of the Eagle Martial Hall and father of Jiang Xue.
The Eagle Martial Hall had caught wind of the incident and immediately mobilized to provide support.
As the crowd parted, Jiang Lei and his experts arrived, standing with Lin Fan's group.
"Father, you're here!"
Jiang Xue was visibly relieved.
Though she believed in Lin Fan's strength, she had still worried that one man couldn't take on an entire martial hall.
With her father's arrival, their side now had real backing.
Seeing Jiang Lei arrive, Luo Jiu's killing intent only grew.
"Jiang Lei, our duel is scheduled for tomorrow on the Martial Arena. But today—I will kill this boy to avenge my son!"
"If your Eagle Martial Hall dares interfere, I'll show no mercy!"
"Do you think I fear you?" Jiang Lei sneered and summoned a heavy sword, releasing a powerful surge of Yuan Power.
"Jiang Lei, I've reached late-stage Form Creation. You're not even worthy to fight me!"
With a roar, Luo Jiu summoned two crimson war hammers, glowing with spiritual light—both spirit treasures!
"Then let's see!"
Jiang Lei's eyes darkened as he infused his sword with Yuan Power.
The crowd was electric with excitement.
"Who is that young man? Just because of him, Jiang Lei brought his whole martial hall here!"
"The duel was set for tomorrow, but now it looks like the war's starting today!"
"After today, only one martial hall will remain in Great Eagle City!"
"Who do you think will win—Blood Vulture or Eagle Martial Hall?"
…
"Thank you, Master Jiang," Lin Fan suddenly stepped forward, placing a hand in front of Jiang Lei.
"But let me handle this."
As he moved, the familiar ding of the system echoed in his mind once again.
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