Chapter 466: Fu Chaojun's Drastic Change

What?A disciple?

The thin young man gasped. The incredibly powerful young man before him was actually a disciple!

He panicked slightly. The elders of the Nine Sects naturally wouldn't dare to do anything to him. But it was different with the disciples!

Gritting his teeth, he backed away and said, "Alright! Let's just say I was at fault first for today's incident! I apologize to you all! Let's consider this matter closed! No one is to bring it up again!"

He felt immensely humiliated. A dignified disciple of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion, forced to apologize to a disciple of the Nine Sects? A true man knows when to yield and when to stand firm! He would first escape today's ordeal, and when he found an opportunity, he would repay them twofold!

"I'll take my leave!" With that, he turned to leave.

But Jiang Fan leaped forward, his eyes flashing with a cold glint: "Apologize? You wounded so many Nine Sects disciples, and even killed a few, and you think a mere apology will make this matter disappear? Who gave you the courage?"

He had originally thought they had only been selfish enough to let in the beast kings. A good lesson would have been enough. Who knew? Upon arrival, he saw injured disciples and corpses scattered everywhere! He even saw a dignified Heavenly Secret Pavilion disciple shamelessly humiliating a female disciple of the Nine Sects!

Was this still a Heavenly Secret Pavilion disciple? Would a mere lesson truly be enough?

The thin young man was both shocked and enraged. He roared, "Enough! I've already apologized, are you going to be so shameless as to push your luck? Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

Seeing that Jiang Fan showed no intention of backing down, he gritted his teeth and once again, a green light burst from his eyes! This was the pupil technique he had cultivated. It could make people disoriented for a single breath. Though the duration was brief, in a duel between masters, victory or defeat was decided in an instant. If used properly, even one breath of time was enough to kill an enemy.

However, this technique was damaging to the eyes. It could only be used once a day. He had just used it on Li Shiqian, and now, enduring intense pain in his eyeballs, he activated it once more!

At the same time, a dagger dropped from his sleeve. A ferocious look appeared on his face. Since he had made his move, he would naturally see it through to the end! When Jiang Fan's consciousness blurred, that would be the moment the dagger pierced his heart!

Swish—

Instantly, the green light drilled into Jiang Fan's eyes. Soul attack? Jiang Fan immediately became highly vigilant. However, it seemed to cause no harm. It felt like his soul had been bitten by a small ant. There was no damage whatsoever.

Meanwhile, the thin young man, instead of retreating, advanced with the dagger in hand, attempting to stab Jiang Fan's heart. Jiang Fan's eyes turned cold. He raised his sword and thrust.

Across the distance, the Violet Sword's sword energy mercilessly pierced one of his eyes.

"Ah!" The thin young man let out a bloodcurdling scream. Clutching his profusely bleeding eye, he was in agonizing pain. Seeing Jiang Fan's sword thrust coming, he quickly revealed his identity: "Stop! Stop! I am a Heavenly Secret Pavilion disciple! You cannot kill me!"

As he spoke, he quickly pulled out the hidden Heavenly Secret Pavilion disciple token from his robes. "This is my identity token!"

However, just as he pulled it out and held it before Jiang Fan, a purple light flashed. His arm was severed at the shoulder, and along with the token in his hand, it was thrown flying.

"What identity token?""Didn't see it," Jiang Fan said coldly. "All I heard was you calling yourself a bandit and a robber."

The thin young man was shocked and enraged: "How could you dare..."

Whoosh—

As the purple light flashed in his eyes, he found his body suddenly felt light, and then his vision uncontrollably spun around. He saw the high sky, the vast snowy landscape, and in the snow, a headless corpse lying stiffly. Immediately after, his vision quickly crashed to the ground and then completely plunged into darkness.

Jiang Fan wiped the blood from his Violet Sword and stored it in his spatial storage device.

At this moment, Liang Feiyan rushed over. She just happened to witness Jiang Fan severing the black-robed man's head. She couldn't help but turn pale with shock: "Junior Brother Jiang, this, this is going to cause trouble. That was a Heavenly Secret Pavilion disciple! Wounding them was one thing. Killing them, however, was another entirely."

However, when she saw the ground covered with injured Nine Sects disciples, and even three unrecognizable mounds of flesh that had been trampled, her expression instantly turned frosty.

"These damnable creatures! They deserve to die!" She instantly understood why Jiang Fan had resorted to killing. If it were her, she would have killed them too!

Jiang Fan said calmly, "When the Heavenly Secret Pavilion members arrive, the elders of the Nine Sects will step forward and handle it. There's no need for us to worry."

Liang Feiyan said, brimming with killing intent, "After injuring and killing so many people, do the elders of these beasts even have the face to show up? Where are the others? I want them to pay a blood debt!"

Jiang Fan replied, "No rush. First, let's attend to the wounded. Once others take over, then we'll go settle the score!"

Xia Chaoge was already treating the injured. Their injuries were severe. Ordinary healing elixirs were completely useless. Without the slightest hesitation, Xia Chaoge fed them the life-saving Rejuvenation Pills Jiang Fan had given her, one by one. Finally, she helped Li Shiqian up and fed her the last Rejuvenation Pill. Her injuries were considered the lightest. She recovered at a visible pace.

"Thank you, Junior Sister Xia," Li Shiqian said, immensely grateful. Then, seeing Jiang Fan not far away, her eyes lit up, and she stumbled to her feet and threw herself into his embrace. Clinging to Jiang Fan, she began to sob with grievance.

"Junior Brother Jiang, if you hadn't appeared, I would have... died in humiliation...呜呜呜..."

Uh— Jiang Fan was a little speechless. Why did this woman keep hugging him at every turn? And of course, Xia Chaoge saw it. Her lips slightly pursed, she mumbled, "You're called a ladies' man, but you don't like hearing it."

Liang Feiyan was both annoyed and amused. She was annoyed that Jiang Fan was indeed popular with beautiful women! She was amused because facts spoke louder than words. Indeed, there were only wrongly given names, never wrongly chosen nicknames!

Jiang Fan's face darkened. After briefly comforting Li Shiqian, he subtly disengaged himself. He stood on the mountaintop, looking towards the other side of the Boundary Mountain. He could vaguely see swarms of demon beasts attempting to climb the Boundary Mountain. Many Nine Sects disciples had already prepared for resistance.

"The tragedy here cannot be repeated."

Once someone arrived to take over, Jiang Fan decisively headed down the Boundary Mountain with Xia Chaoge and Liang Feiyan.

On the hillside.

Xie Liushu's eyes were full of gravity: "The beast tide is quite formidable! Fortunately, the Heavenly Sound Sect's Chief Disciple has arrived." He glanced sideways at Fu Chaojun, who was sitting cross-legged beside him. An ancient zither rested on his knees.

Compared to when they were at Fury River, Fu Chaojun had undergone a complete transformation. Not only had his cultivation reached the third layer of the Core Formation stage, but his sound-path cultivation techniques had also made significant progress. During the recent assault by the Ape Beast Kings, Fu Chaojun's zither melody had instantly killed more than ten Ape Beast Kings. The efficiency was so high that Xie Liushu couldn't help but drool with envy.

"If you keep talking like that, I might just leave!" Ouyang Jun, toying with two extremely powerful cloud-bursting iron pellets, said with a laugh and a playful jab.

Xie Liushu replied, finding it both amusing and exasperating, "Senior Brother Ouyang, please stop teasing me. You're the one who's had the most kills on the front lines these past few days. I wouldn't dare underestimate you, even if I underestimated anyone else!"

Ouyang Jun, the Young Master of the Thousand Refinements Sect, had also joined the front lines this time. Upon his arrival, he immediately showcased the Thousand Refinements Sect's simple yet devastating combat style. Various powerful Core Formation realm-level concealed weapons were scattered everywhere as if they were free. Wherever there was a beast king, he would scatter them there. If one wasn't enough, then two. If two still weren't enough? Then he'd double it, giving them special attention! Countless ferocious beast kings had died miserable, stifled deaths under his concealed weapons.

In the past few days, he had slain over thirty beast kings, his kill count far surpassing everyone else's!

Ouyang Jun looked at Fu Chaojun with an envious expression: "Just kidding, of course. The efficiency of my concealed weapons really can't compare to Senior Brother Fu's. He's only been here for two days, and his kill count is already catching up to mine. Once his sound waves are unleashed, the beast kings have nowhere to hide and no way to defend themselves. He's practically born for group battles. Even those Heavenly Secret Pavilion disciples can't out-compete him."

Fu Chaojun couldn't help but show a hint of pride. He feigned modesty and said, "Both Chief Junior Brothers are too kind. There are plenty of people more capable than me. I don't deserve such praise from you..."

Just then, a voice that made him tremble instantly reached his ears.

"Oh? So you two are guarding this place."

Fu Chaojun turned his head in disbelief. A nightmarish figure was reflected in his pupils!