Super War God in the City

Ling Fan sat quietly to one side, adjusting his breath and practicing his energy intake, paying no attention to the mocking looks from the crowd.

The resting people began to take out the dry food they had brought with them, as well as the cured beast meat, and ate with great relish.

Actually, martial artists should eat less grain and more specially refined spirit pills, but no noble house could afford such luxury as to eat spirit pills as meals.

Mainly because master alchemists were too scarce, even ordinary elixirs were not something anyone could refine at will, as an alchemist required a high soul power.

Ling Fan's inherited Limitless Secret Tome did contain secret techniques for soul refinement, but sadly, without the necessary auxiliary medicines, he was still unable to train his soul power. Otherwise, he would have started making his own elixir and entered a virtuous cycle of cultivation long ago.

"Cui He, give him a piece of beast meat!" He Feiman, seeing Ling Fan silently sitting in a corner, ordered a maid by her side.

"Miss, giving him such a thing is simply a waste of heaven's good gifts—he's just a country bumpkin from the secular world!" Cui He, who had spoken comfortingly earlier, widened her eyes in reluctance.

"Yes, miss, this beast meat has been secretly marinated with medicinal herbs. Eating it not only prevents the accumulation of mundane energy in a martial artist's body but can even enhance one's cultivation. How could this bumpkin be worthy of it!" Another maid, Jin Tao, who had been silent for a while, also felt indignant.

"You two say less, it's just a piece of meat. Besides, how much cultivation can this thing really add? Eating it for a year isn't even as good as a day's worth of cultivation. It just uses medicine to remove the blood qi, so it doesn't affect cultivation that's all. Go quickly!" He Feiman said with a stern face.

Cui He stuck out her tongue, wrapped up a piece of meat, and came to Ling Fan with a rigid face, "The miss is bestowing this upon you. Enjoy it well. You can't eat such good stuff in the secular world!"

"Thank you!"

Ling Fan opened his eyes, accepted the item, glanced at He Feiman not far away, and thought to himself, this girl has quite a good heart.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Cui He dropped the meat and hummed as she turned away, as if further contact with Ling Fan would bring misfortune.

Jin Tao kept silent, bowed her head, picked up a piece of meat, and slowly chewed on it.

An old man sitting nearby shook his head slightly at this. The young miss was good in all aspects, just too soft-hearted. Such a person would have difficulty achieving greatness!

His name was Jin Penghai, the steward of the He Family. In his early years, he was under Patriarch He. After Patriarch He passed away many years ago due to old injuries and health issues, he continued to serve the He Family loyally.

Cheng Chao and a group of guards gathered together, looking at Ling Fan with unfriendly eyes.

"Boss, this kid doesn't know how to appreciate favors. I see his gaze never leaving the miss. Later, when we find a secluded place, we should take care of this bumpkin and save our eyes the bother!" Yuan Tong, one of Cheng Chao's trusted aides, whispered lowly.

"Hmm, I find this kid's appearance mysterious; I don't know his background. You all be on your guard!" Cheng Chao stole a glance at Ling Fan and gave a low command to his men.

"Boss, why don't we give it a try? Seeing how he was such a loser earlier, I bet he's not that tough. If he were really capable, would he be able to swallow his pride like that?" Yuan Tong scoffed with disdain.

After a moment of contemplation, Cheng Chao nodded, "Trying is fine, but be careful!"

Yuan Tong, following the order, put down the beast meat in his hand, wiped the grease from his mouth, and signaled to two guards nearby to rise and head towards Ling Fan.

Their actions immediately attracted everyone's attention, and He Feiman's brows furrowed slightly, "What are you all doing?"

Looking towards He Feiman, Yuan Tong bowed with a smile, "Miss, we're just saying hello to the new guy!"

He Feiman was gentle and kind-hearted, with not much authority within the family, and moreover, the He Family was currently facing turbulent times, and Cheng Chao had always had designs on her.

Therefore, these guards did not fear He Feiman much, but instead, held greater reverence for Cheng Chao.

He Feiman said nothing, thinking that these men would not do anything rash, most likely just mock Ling Fan at most.

Ling Fan took a few bites of the meat, which was smooth and tender, leaving a fragrant taste on his lips and teeth, truly a rare delicacy.

Seeing the three of them approaching, Ling Fan inwardly chuckled, guessing that it was Cheng Chao who had instigated them to come and bother him.

"Kid, my brothers and I are quite curious about the Secular World and would like to exchange a few pointers. Let's make it clear beforehand, this is just a spar, no one gets hurt!" Yuan Tong stood before Ling Fan, looking down at him with a grave voice.

All the onlookers fell completely silent, silently observing Ling Fan's reaction.

"I am of Third Grade Cultivation, and these two are at the late stages of Second Grade. So, do you have the guts?" Yuan Tong added another sentence.

The weakest in this group was also of Second Grade Cultivation, and they were also curious what abilities Ling Fan possessed. Was a boy from the Secular World bold enough to venture alone into Zhongnan?

In Zhongnan, venturing out alone with anything less than Third Grade was akin to seeking death.

"I think we should forget it, blades and spears have no eyes; it wouldn't be good if someone got hurt by accident!" Ling Fan said indifferently.

As soon as he spoke, the crowd was taken aback, unsure how to interpret his words!

"Kid, are you saying you're afraid of hurting us?" Yuan Tong's mouth hung open in disbelief.

Ling Fan chuckled, "Hurting anyone isn't good. We still have a long journey ahead, and if someone gets injured, it'll be impossible to continue. I'm just hitching a ride and don't want to cause trouble; please show some leniency!"

Yuan Tong and his companions were taken aback, then burst into raucous laughter, "Fuck, you almost scared the shit out of me. Damn it, when we hit the road later, you'll be carrying those two luggage chests.

You ate the beast meat rewarded by the young lady just now, so naturally, you ought to pull your weight, no objections, right!"

Yuan Tong pointed to the two luggage chests not far away. Ling Fan glanced at them; they must weigh at least a few hundred pounds!

To him, the weight wasn't an issue, but these people were being too much.

"Hehe, if you have any objections and don't want to carry them, you can just vomit out the beast meat you just ate!" Yuan Tong sneered.

Ling Fan looked down and remained silent, with a glint of coldness flickering in his eyes. The reason he chose not to respond was that he truly didn't want to stir up trouble, as his goal was the Dragon Pool Ethereal Milk.

Furthermore, the He Family was, after all, his little brother's family. For the sake of He Feichen, he didn't wish for any unpleasant events to unfold, but if these people were asking for death, then they couldn't blame him.

At this moment, Cheng Chao scoffed secretly in his heart, "Fuck, I really overestimated this bumpkin just now; turns out he's just a coward!"

He Feiman also shook her head in disappointment, thinking that it's not a problem for a man to lack strength, but it is one to lack spirit.

If Ling Fan had shown more defiance earlier, behaved like a man, even if lacking in strength, she would have stepped forward to intercede on his behalf.

But Ling Fan's performance had greatly disappointed her. It wasn't just cowardice, it was downright meekness.

"Heh, what's wrong with me? He's just a country bumpkin from the Secular World; how could I expect him to show any spirit?

He probably hasn't seen much of the world, and it's natural for people to cherish their lives. There's nothing wrong with acknowledging defeat in the face of so many," He Feiman muttered to herself.

Right away, she stopped paying any more attention to Ling Fan; such a person was no longer worthy of her interest.

"Hahaha! Isn't this a pleasant surprise, if it isn't Miss He of the He Family? Where are you off to? How about we travel together!" A sinister laugh suddenly echoed from the dense forest.

Everyone was startled and immediately looked towards the source of the sound, only to see a burly man with a Tiger Head Saber on his shoulder and riding a Cloud-Patterned Leopard, slowly emerging from the forest.

As the crowd recognized the newcomer, their expressions changed drastically.

Jin Penghai also looked serious, with a slight contraction of his pupils, "Hong Tao of the Star Plucking List?"