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Chapter 855 - 855 855 Can't Help But Stand Out

855: Chapter 855: Can’t Help But Stand Out 855: Chapter 855: Can’t Help But Stand Out “Just a few insignificant ants, and you’re scared like this?

If you only have such courage, how can I trust you to cooperate with me?

I might as well work with Song Feng instead!”

Bai Xiaofan shook his head speechlessly, glaring fiercely at Song Wei, who was trembling so much that he could barely speak properly.

Upon hearing Bai Xiaofan’s words, Song Wei, who had been terrified to his core, forced himself to calm down.

He understood Bai Xiaofan’s reasoning, but the blade was almost upon him—how could he possibly remain poised?

He wasn’t Bai Xiaofan!

“Mr.

Bai, rest assured, even if the blade cuts my flesh, I won’t budge again!”

Seated in his chair, Song Wei turned toward Bai Xiaofan and spoke earnestly.

He only hoped Bai Xiaofan wouldn’t abandon him!

However, when he turned around, Bai Xiaofan’s figure was nowhere to be seen.

If not for noticing that Xiao Mei was still seated nearby, Song Wei might have thought Bai Xiaofan had fled in the critical moment.

“M-Mr.

Bai?

Where is he?”

Song Wei asked hesitantly, his voice trembling as he looked at Xiao Mei in confusion.

Xiao Mei casually pointed forward, signaling him to see for himself.

Following Xiao Mei’s gesture, Song Wei spotted a fleeting shadow.

In the next instant, four or five bodies crashed to the ground, their fate uncertain!

The shadow now stood in the center of the hall, arms crossed behind to exude an air of supremacy, profoundly arrogant!

Silence!

Death-like silence!

The individuals left in the hall were all frozen silent.

Even the viciously injured Coldblood and the Nascent Soul early-stage expert stood motionless, as if their acupoints had been struck.

This…

Could this be real?

What just happened?

A practitioner at the late Golden Core stage and three Nascent Soul early-stage experts were slain in the span of a breath!

Even in movies, they wouldn’t dare depict something so ridiculous!

Gulp.

Watching Bai Xiaofan’s imposing figure standing in the hall, Song Feng, who sat at the head seat, couldn’t help but swallow hard.

“Y-y-you…

Who are you?

This is a private affair between me and Song Wei—it has nothing to do with you!”

Song Feng stammered nervously, pointing at Bai Xiaofan with trembling fingers, so flustered he couldn’t speak clearly.

“Kill him!”

Bai Xiaofan cast an indifferent glance at Song Feng and then spoke to Song Wei, who had just sat down on the other side.

Kill him?

Hearing Bai Xiaofan’s words, everyone was shocked.

How arrogant!

There were still two experts supporting Song Feng.

Do you think saying “kill” means it’s that simple?

Zhang Yi and the family’s elder priest both rose furiously upon hearing Bai Xiaofan’s command, glaring at him with anger, as if they wanted to devour him.

“Arrogant!

Who do you think you are?

To dare declare you’ll kill the eldest son right before me—are you looking down on an old master like myself?”

The elder priest spoke, his long sword pointing directly at Bai Xiaofan, unleashing the aura of a Nascent Soul mid-stage practitioner, pouring it all toward Bai Xiaofan in waves.

Though he hadn’t seen clearly how Bai Xiaofan killed those four experts…

After a brief shock, the elder priest steadied himself.

No matter how skilled, Bai Xiaofan was merely a half-step into the Nascent Soul Realm.

With his own Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivation, if he couldn’t defeat a mere half-step Nascent Soul practitioner, that would truly be laughable!

Yet, Bai Xiaofan completely ignored the elder priest’s words, still standing with arms crossed, as though there wasn’t a single soul worthy of his attention under heaven and earth.

On the other side, Song Wei stood up from his chair after hearing Bai Xiaofan’s words, taking step after step toward the head-seated Song Feng.

Thud!

Coldblood ultimately couldn’t defeat his opponent.

With a sword piercing his left shoulder, spraying blood, he collapsed onto the floor.

Just as the opponent prepared to land a decisive blow, despite his own grave injuries, a streak of golden light flashed and disappeared, embedding itself within the opponent’s throat.

At nearly the same moment, the Nascent Soul early-stage expert who had engaged Coldblood in an intense, mutual-damage battle tumbled to the floor.

Dead as a doornail…

“It’s you!”

Seeing the golden streak, Zhang Yi seemed to suddenly recall something, pointing at Bai Xiaofan in astonishment.

Zhang Yi remembered his master once mentioning a young top-tier expert in South City—not only profoundly powerful in cultivation but also capable of killing people imperceptibly with golden needles.

That person was not someone their master-disciple duo could provoke.

At the same time, his master had warned that while they shouldn’t openly provoke Bai Xiaofan, there might be opportunities to do so covertly.

After all, a genius like him would surely attract the interest of many.

But to Zhang Yi’s surprise, he encountered this infamous figure in North City.

What now?

His master had explicitly cautioned him—this was prey sought by their true master.

Without explicit orders, they must never act recklessly.

As his mind raced, Zhang Yi made up his mind.

No point in avoiding the challenge now—it was already too late.

Might as well take the gamble: if he won, wealth and women awaited him; if he lost, he could simply start fresh!

“Oh?

You know me?”

Seeing Zhang Yi recognize him, Bai Xiaofan asked with interest.

“Ha, with such cultivation at such a young age, and your surname being Bai—could there be anyone else besides South City’s Killing God, Bai Xiaofan?”

Zhang Yi sneered, his eyes locked on Bai Xiaofan’s hands, afraid he’d suddenly throw a deadly golden needle.

Killing God?

Bai Xiaofan?

Hearing those words, everyone present was stunned.

Even the elder priest froze in shock!

Damn it!

You’re from South City?

Why not live peacefully there?

Why come to North City?

Are you insane?

Ever since seeing the elder priest kill one of the offerings, Song Yinghao, who had remained still, was now filled with bitterness upon hearing Zhang Yi confirm Bai Xiaofan’s identity.

One command required him to pick a family head aligned with Bai Xiaofan, regardless of which side he supported.

Hence, his reaction earlier.

That command wasn’t something he could defy.

“Who would’ve thought…

my reputation would reach this far?

Sigh, from South to North—it’s troubling!

It seems I can’t stay low-key anymore, not by choice!”

Bai Xiaofan sighed helplessly, lamenting bitterly yet sounding proud.

Ugh…

The sound of someone retching.

Damn it!

When this man shamelessly flaunted, it was indeed unparalleled!

“Bai Xiaofan, this is a family matter of the Song clan.

Why do you insist on meddling?”

The elder priest hesitated after hearing Bai Xiaofan’s reply and seeing he didn’t deny his identity.

He stepped forward cautiously and asked Bai Xiaofan.