Best Young Master
Chapter 565 - 504: Is Ye Fan a Punching Bag?

Chapter 565: Chapter 504: Is Ye Fan a Punching Bag?

Angry shouts arose as four figures sprinted toward Ye Fan from ahead.

Each person wore a long green robe with a sword-shaped pattern on the chest.

That sword-shaped pattern was the symbol of the Tian Shan Sword Sect!

They were none other than the four disciples of the Tian Shan Sword Sect that Ye Fan had seen earlier!

As inner sect disciples of the Tian Shan Sword Sect, aside from cultivation, they had a monthly task of gathering medicinal herbs—searching for Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures on Mount Tian, then submitting them to the Sect. The Sect would reward them based on the value of the treasures they collected.

Earlier, when they were on the mountaintop and spotted Ye Fan, they hastened down the mountain, just in time to witness Ye Fan collecting Snow Ginseng.

Ye Fan had already sensed their presence, but didn’t pay it much mind. Now hearing this furious shout, he looked towards the four men.

"Boy, are you deaf or what? Put down that Snow Ginseng now!"

Soon, the four disciples of the Tian Shan Sword Sect stopped thirty meters away from Ye Fan. The leader among them shouted angrily at Ye Fan once again.

Although the other three didn’t speak, they all glared at Ye Fan furiously, looking ready to attack at any moment.

"This Snow Ginseng was found by me. Why should I put it down?" Ye Fan frowned as he looked at the four men, their tone making him very uncomfortable.

"Mount Tian is the territory of our Tian Shan Sword Sect. Every plant and flower on the mountain belongs to the Tian Shan Sword Sect, including the Snow Ginseng in your hand—you may not take it!"

The leading Tian Shan Sword Sect disciple squinted his eyes and stared coldly at Ye Fan, speaking word by word.

"If I remember correctly, the Yanhuang Organization hasn’t specified that the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures on Mount Tian belong to your Tian Shan Sword Sect."

Hearing the lead Tian Shan Sword Sect disciple’s explanation, Ye Fan felt even more uncomfortable. In his view, the Tian Shan Sword Sect was far too overbearing, just like the bandits of ancient times, claiming the mountain as their own.

"How dare you!"

"You’re courting death!"

"Put down the Snow Ginseng!"

As Ye Fan’s words ended, the three previously silent disciples of the Tian Shan Sword Sect shouted in anger.

Meanwhile, the lead disciple of the Tian Shan Sword Sect gripped his sword handle, ready to draw his sword at any moment, and said with a naked threat, "Boy, don’t try to intimidate us with the Yanhuang Organization—it won’t work! If you know what’s good for you, hand over the Snow Ginseng immediately, or I guarantee you won’t leave Mount Tian alive!"

Without responding, Ye Fan simply took off his backpack and placed the Snow Ginseng inside.

"You’re seeking death!"

Seeing Ye Fan’s actions, the leading disciple of the Tian Shan Sword Sect shouted angrily and fiercely drew his sword.

"Clang!"

The sword was drawn from its sheath, its tip pointing at Ye Fan.

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

Seeing this, the other three disciples of the Tian Shan Sword Sect also drew their swords one after another.

"Boy, I’ll give you one last chance. Leave the Snow Ginseng behind or die!"

The leading disciple of the Tian Shan Sword Sect strode toward Ye Fan, sneering as he walked. He felt as if Ye Fan was the Monkey King trapped under the Five Finger Mountain, and he was The Buddha—Ye Fan could not escape his palm.

Not just him, the other disciples also watched Ye Fan mockingly, not taking him seriously at all.

Firstly, they hadn’t sensed a powerful aura from Ye Fan; secondly, as they said, Mount Tian was the territory of the Tian Shan Sword Sect—over the past few years, no cultivator had dared to act recklessly on Mount Tian!

"Swish—"

The next moment.

Before the four disciples of the Tian Shan Sword Sect could get close to Ye Fan, a sudden bursting sound rang out.

A Xuanye Flying Blade shot out from his sleeve, turning into a white light that whooshed toward the leading disciple of the Tian Shan Sword Sect!

In an instant.

A sense of impending death surged in the heart of the lead disciple. He instinctively swung his sword to intercept the incoming flying blade.

However—

Before he could swing his sword, he felt a cold sensation at his throat. Looking down, he saw the Xuanye Flying Blade floating in front of his throat—just a centimeter forward, and it would penetrate his throat!

Whoosh!

The sudden turn of events drastically changed his complexion. His body stiffened, as if under an immobilization spell, and he dared not move at all.

"Uh..."

The other three were also startled by this scene; their eyes widened, mouths agape, looking incredulously at the floating Xuanye Flying Blade, their minds blank.

"You... who are you? Could it be that you want to make enemies with our Tian Shan Sword Sect?!"

After the shock, the leading disciple of the Tian Shan Sword Sect regained some of his composure, keenly aware that Ye Fan could have easily killed him just then. Thus, he refrained from rash actions and only invoked the name of the Tian Shan Sword Sect to intimidate Ye Fan.

"Don’t let me see you again, or I won’t mind making this place your burial site. Get lost!"

From the beginning, Ye Fan disliked being threatened. The four disciples of the Tian Shan Sword Sect were not only arrogant but also threatened him. His expression chilled, and he barked a command, his voice embedding a mind attack.

"Thump!"

"Thump!"

"Thump!"

"Thump!"

With Ye Fan’s furious shout, the four Tian Shan Sword Sect disciples felt as if thunder had exploded by their ears, shaking their consciousness and causing their bodies to go limp as they fell to the ground.

Seeing their state, Ye Fan no longer paid them any mind, his consciousness moved, he retracted his Xuanye Flying Blade and turned around to leave.

This time.

The four Tian Shan Sword Sect disciples didn’t dare to make a sound, on the contrary, they watched Ye Fan’s departing figure with pale faces, their eyes filled with fear.

Because, reason told them that with the strength Ye Fan had just displayed, killing them would be no different from crushing an ant!

What’s more important was that Ye Fan completely disregarded the Tian Shan Sword Sect!!

"Seventh Senior Brother, what do we do?"

When Ye Fan’s figure had disappeared, the youngest disciple asked in panic.

"Huh~"

The leading Seventh Senior Brother took a deep breath, steadied his mind, and snorted coldly, "I admit he is very strong, but it’s impossible for him to run wild in Mount Tian. Come, follow me back to the sect!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the disciple known as Seventh Senior Brother flashed, swiftly running down the mountain.

Seeing this, the other three Tian Shan Sword Sect disciples no longer talked nonsense and quickly followed behind him.

...

Tian Shan Sword Sect.

Xiao Selang, who was thwarted by Bodhi Wu Yin and Su Liuli, didn’t as usual stay in the chamber for cultivation but instead paced back and forth in his room with a very ugly expression on his face.

Last night, after he returned to the Tian Shan Sword Sect, he had intended to immediately go to the secluded Cang Bo and tell him about Bodhi Wu Yin and Su Liuli’s plan to stay permanently in Mount Tian, urging Cang Bo to drive them away. However, fearing that his act of disobeying Cang Bo’s arrangement and seeking out Su Liuli privately might get exposed, he had to abandon this idea and decided to wait until Cang Bo ended his seclusion to discuss the matter.

However—

After making this decision, Xiao Selang felt incredibly stifled in his heart, unable to calm down for cultivation.

"Did you have a hole in your brain? Or are you pretending to be stupid? If my master doesn’t go, how could I possibly go with you?"

Su Liuli’s words echoed in his ears like a curse, like a sharp sword piercing through the pride in his heart!

"Bitch, once my master comes out of seclusion, I will have him drive you and that old virgin Bodhi Wu Yin out of Mount Tian!"

Not knowing how much time had passed, Xiao Selang stopped pacing, filled with hatred he said, "And... soon, I will make you regret it! I will make you realize, Xiao Selang taking an interest in you was the fortune you cultivated over eight lifetimes—once I become the leading figure of the young generation, even if you beg me crying to be with me, I wouldn’t even look at you!!"

"Huh~"

After calming himself in a manner similar to Ah Q, Xiao Selang deeply exhaled, trying to expel all the repression and frustration in his heart, but he couldn’t achieve it—the rage in his heart couldn’t be suppressed.

Um?

Just then, Xiao Selang suddenly sensed four presences quickly approaching his room.

"Xiao... Junior Brother Xiao!"

Soon, a voice sounded from outside the door.

"Come in!"

Xiao Selang replied irritably.

Creak!

With a light sound, the door opened, and the four Tian Shan Sword Sect disciples who had a conflict with Ye Fan walked into the room, each looking like a wronged wife, their expressions very unhappy.

"What’s the matter?"

Xiao Selang, seeing their expressions and not considering why they looked so aggrieved, asked in a stern voice.

The four Tian Shan Sword Sect disciples were older than him, but he was regarded and loved as the number one genius of the younger generation in the sect, enjoying a status even higher than that of the lead disciple. Besides, he was already on a short fuse, and his tone left no room for pleasantry.

Perceiving the irritation in Xiao Selang’s tone, the four Tian Shan Sword Sect disciples were taken aback, soon realizing he was in a bad mood, they hesitated, unsure whether to speak about their conflict with Ye Fan.

"Speak quickly if you have something to say, spit it out if you have a complaint!"

Xiao Selang, already on edge, became instantly annoyed seeing them enter and remain silent.

"Xiao... Junior Brother Xiao, earlier we were gathering herbs on the mountain when we saw a person who had found a Snow Ginseng absorbed in Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi. We stopped him to demand the Snow Ginseng, yet he not only refused to hand it over but also attacked us directly with a Mind Attack," said the Seventh Senior Brother, despite not understanding why Xiao Selang was so temperamental but realizing this could be a perfect chance to get back at the offender, hastened to add, "We were no match for him, so we told him our identities. But he totally disregarded the Tian Shan Sword Sect, saying that if he sees us again, he would turn Mount Tian into our grave..."

"Who is he? To dare ignore our Tian Shan Sword Sect, has he eaten the guts of a leopard?" As expected, Xiao Selang’s anger flared even more upon hearing this.

"We asked his identity, but he didn’t tell us," explained the Seventh Senior Brother, adding hesitantly, "But... his weapon was very distinctive, a Flying Knife; if we use this to track his identity, it shouldn’t be difficult..."

"A Flying Knife?"

Xiao Selang paused for a moment. Across Hua Xia, there weren’t many cultivators who used Flying Knives, and the only one capable of using a Mind Attack to intimidate the four men in front of him was none other than Ye Fan, whose name had recently shaken the Hua Xia Cultivation World.

Thinking this, Xiao Selang immediately turned, pulled out a portrait from a cabinet, and asked, "Is it this person?"

"Uh..."

Shocked at seeing Ye Fan’s portrait, all four exclaimed in unison, asking, "Xiao... Junior Brother Xiao, how do you have his portrait? Who is he?"

"Hey, I was worrying about how to vent this anger, and it turns out this kid surname Ye has delivered himself to my doorstep, just like a pillow to a napping person!"

Xiao Selang, instead of answering, scoffed coldly, feeling as though Ye Fan was his outlet for releasing anger.

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