The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 929: Have You... Fallen in Love With That Deity?

Chapter 929: Chapter 929: Have You... Fallen in Love With That Deity?

"No, no, no! Please don’t kill me, don’t kill..."

RIIIP!

Before the skinny man’s plea for mercy finished, Ning Fan had torn his body in two, with blood spraying the sky.

It was like, a rain of blood had started to pour.

Without Divine Power to protect them, the Godhunter squad was no different from ordinary people in front of Ning Fan.

"Three left."

Ning Fan turned his head, looking eastward, then vanished from the spot.

But when he caught up, he found the red-headed woman hadn’t run away.

Seeing him approach, the red-headed woman stepped forward with a charming laugh, her figure wrapped in a flowing dress, seductively enticing.

"Handsome, you got here so fast. Are you that eager to play with sister?"

Ning Fan, his expression flat, said, "Just tell me, how do you want to die?"

The red-headed woman giggled, throwing a flirtatious look, "Handsome, sister is so beautiful, can you really bear to kill her?"

As she spoke, she swayed her slender waist, moving closer to Ning Fan.

"Handsome, sister didn’t harm that Deity from beginning to end, it’s not worth dying over, right?"

"As long as you’re willing to spare sister, I can let you feel the most wonderful pleasure."

The voice of the red-headed woman was full of seduction, like the fabled fox spirit, with every move radiating boundless charm.

Seeing Ning Fan showing no reaction, a sense of triumph rose in the red-headed woman’s heart.

Since joining the Godhunter Association, she had been seeking to improve her allure.

In her opinion, as a woman, she naturally had an advantage.

That advantage was her stunning face and proud figure.

In this world, nobody could resist her seduction.

Not even this impossibly strong mortal.

"Handsome, if you protect sister, I can take you to the Godhunter Association where you can rescue all the Deities."

The red-headed woman figured that Ning Fan’s desperate behavior must be due to him being a fanatic of some Deity, borrowing Divine Power from them.

Otherwise, there was no explanation for Ning Fan’s incredible strength.

She stood in front of Ning Fan, reaching out her long arms, attempting to wrap them around Ning Fan’s neck.

SNAP!

Suddenly, Ning Fan grabbed her arm, his face cold as he looked at her, "I only want to save You Rong; as for you... better just die obediently."

The red-headed woman was shocked, disbelief filling her heart.

Her charm didn’t work?

She had refined herself with Divine Power; even Deities could be swayed by her allure.

Yet this mere mortal showed no reaction?

Suddenly, something dawned on her, and she stared at Ning Fan with horror, "You, you couldn’t be... in love with that Deity?"

She had felt something was off; even a fanatic couldn’t have such terrifying strength.

If this man had fallen for the Ice and Snow Goddess and her Divine Power had helped him enhance his talent, then it was possible for him to reach such heights!

"You really are a madman! Deities don’t have emotions; they won’t fall in love with humans! You actually want to be in love with a Deity!"

The red-headed woman thought Ning Fan had gone mad.

"That’s none of your concern."

Ning Fan didn’t waste words with her, channelling surging Spiritual Power from within, pouring it into the red-headed woman’s body.

"BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!"

A series of explosive sounds came from within the red-headed woman, like countless bombs going off simultaneously.

The light in the red-headed woman’s eyes vanished abruptly, her body going limp as it fell to the ground, life completely extinguished.

Ning Fan’s toe touched the ground as he rushed toward the last two.

They seemed to have anticipated Ning Fan’s pursuit and stopped running after their two comrades had died, waiting in place instead.

Seeing Ning Fan arrive, the bespectacled man spoke gravely, "We have no deep hatred with you; if you let us go, we can become your most loyal servants."

Being adept at calculation, he clearly knew their strength was no match for Ning Fan.

"Although we hunted the Ice and Snow Goddess, it was just a mission from the Godhunter Association; we were only following orders."

"We can be your servants, swearing we’ll never betray you!"

The white-haired man stayed silent, standing behind the bespectacled man.

Upon hearing these words, a look of unwillingness crossed his face.

But faced with Ning Fan’s power, he couldn’t lose his temper.

"Kneel."

Ning Fan said indifferently.

Hearing this, the bespectacled man didn’t hesitate and instantly knelt on the ground with a thud.

The white-haired man’s face showed shame, but for the sake of survival, he slowly knelt as well.

"Thank you, master..."

The bespectacled man had just begun to speak when he saw Ning Fan raising his hand, cutting him off.

"I told you to kneel because you made You Rong kneel before. You’re destined to die regardless."

Without waiting for the bespectacled man to speak up again, Ning Fan pointed a finger.

BANG!

Pure Spiritual Power converged on his fingertip, morphing into a bullet of pure force, piercing through the bespectacled man’s protective radiance.

In his forehead, a hole the size of a finger appeared.

Eyes filled with incredulity, the bespectacled man hadn’t expected to perish by such a blunt and simple method, especially given his affinity for scheming.

"You bastard..."

Slowly, the bespectacled man fell to the ground, the light in his eyes fading away.

With that, only the leader remained of this small Godhunter squad.