59: Chapter 59: Big Brother, Are We Really Training?

Deng Guangyi trembled with rage; he had never seen such a bold and arrogant person.

At this moment, he no longer wanted to waste words with Zhang Bufan; he would suppress him first and then talk.

"Kneel for me."

Deng Guangyi roared, and a powerful Spiritual Qi palm print slammed down towards Zhang Bufan's head.

"Alas, why won't you listen to advice? I'm trying to reason with you."

Zhang Bufan sighed, then waved his hand, and Deng Guangyi's attack was instantly shattered, sending Deng Guangyi himself flying out to crash heavily against a private room door.

"Who is it? Can't a person eat in peace?"

A voice immediately came from inside the private room, followed by a White-robed Youth who emerged from the room with two beautiful women in tow.

Seeing Deng Guangyi lying before him, his expression froze, and he asked in confusion, "Shopkeeper Deng, what kind of show are you putting on?"

Deng Guangyi ignored the Youth, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared at Zhang Bufan with disbelief, saying, "You are clearly only in the Fusion Realm, so why are you so strong?"

"Now I'll give you a chance: hand over everything from Wǔ Pǐn Xiāng, and if I'm happy, I might even spare your life," Zhang Bufan said, too lazy to explain much to Deng Guangyi, looking at him menacingly.

The White-robed Youth's eyes widened in disbelief; was this strangely dressed Youth robbing Wǔ Pǐn Xiāng?

The commotion on the third floor also startled the people in other private rooms, and everyone came out to watch the show.

It must be said that the decoration of Wǔ Pǐn Xiāng's third floor was truly extravagant, and the soundproofing was excellent.

The White-robed Youth and the other VIPs on the third floor gathered together and learned what had happened from a Shop Assistant.

Everyone's expressions changed drastically, and their gazes towards Zhang Bufan were very complex—there was confusion, admiration, but mostly, the thought that this kid was doomed.

"Ah ah ah, die for me!" Deng Guangyi simply didn't believe that a twenty-something-year-old Youth could be his opponent.

The discussions of the surrounding VIPs had already made him lose his mind, and he directly used his strongest attack, intending to blast Zhang Bufan to death with one blow.

"Stubborn and unyielding."

Zhang Bufan snorted coldly, struck out with a palm, directly crushing Deng Guangyi's attack, then pointed a finger, instantly piercing Deng Guangyi's lower abdomen.

"Pfft!"

Deng Guangyi spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood, then slumped to the ground, his face pale.

Zhang Bufan's single finger not only severely injured Deng Guangyi but also indirectly crippled his cultivation.

"This, this, this... How is this possible?"

"Shopkeeper Deng was crippled just like that?"

"That Youth is too strong, isn't he?"

"He is very strong, but he has also gotten into big trouble; Shopkeeper Deng is an Elder of the Xuanwu Sect."

The onlookers retreated in fear, looking at Zhang Bufan with terror.

Zhang Bufan ignored the others and walked directly to Deng Guangyi, raising his hand and stripping off the Storage Ring on his hand.

His Divine Sense probed inside, and he clicked his tongue; it was truly overflowing with wealth.

Inside the Storage Ring, there were more than two hundred thousand Mid-Grade Spirit Stones, and a large pile of Low-Grade Spirit Stones, roughly estimated to be around a million.

As for other Cultivation Techniques and Martial Skills, they could be directly converted into Spirit Stones later, which would also be a considerable income.

"You actually crippled my cultivation?" Deng Guangyi was unaware that his Storage Ring had been taken; he was still immersed in the fear of his cultivation being crippled.

Zhang Bufan was too lazy to waste words with him, directly slapping him on the back of his head, causing his eyes to roll back as he fainted.

"You, go and pack up all the Spirit Fruit Wine and Yao Beast meat for me," Zhang Bufan turned to the Shop Assistant who had initially greeted him, saying coldly.

The Shop Assistant shivered, his legs went weak, and he directly fell to the ground.

"Useless thing." Zhang Bufan raised his hand and directly broke the Shop Assistant's legs.

How could that fellow's little schemes from before escape Zhang Bufan's eyes? If he hadn't reported, Gǔ Fēng wouldn't have come down from the third floor to the second.

"You, go do it immediately?" Zhang Bufan then turned his gaze to another short Shop Assistant, saying coldly.

The short Shop Assistant trembled, then reacted, nodding and bowing profusely as he rushed to prepare.

Zhang Bufan glanced at Gǔ Fēng, who was feigning death, and said with a smile, "Fire Junior Sister, I'll leave this Gǔ Fēng to you.

I remember he was very arrogant just now and even wanted to..."

Zhang Bufan didn't finish his sentence, found a chair, sat down, and waited for the Shop Assistant to bring the wine.

Fire Qingrou approached Gǔ Fēng with a gloomy expression, raised her foot, and a Sword Qi shot out, directly blasting Gǔ Fēng's life root.

"Ah ah ah!" Gǔ Fēng clutched his crotch, letting out a shrill scream, his forehead bulging with veins, and large beads of sweat rolling down.

The onlookers not far away immediately scattered and fled, especially the men, who felt a chill in their crotches as they ran.

"How dare you have designs on this maiden? Are you tired of living? Do you think you're the Senior Brother?" Fire Qingrou directly crippled Gǔ Fēng's four limbs.

Zhang Bufan's face darkened, and he said testily, "Fire Junior Sister, why are you dragging me into this?"

"Senior Brother, I was just joking." Fire Qingrou turned back and smiled at Zhang Bufan.

Zhang Bufan was speechless; why did he feel that Fire Qingrou's personality had changed too much recently? Now she even dared to tease him.

If more time passed, would she try to make a move on him?

As he thought, Zhang Bufan shivered, but for some reason, he also felt a little bit of anticipation.

"Senior Brother, why are you looking at me like that?" Fire Qingrou asked, full of confusion.

"Cough, cough, cough, no, nothing, I was just thinking," Zhang Bufan scratched his head awkwardly.

A moment later, the short Shop Assistant tremblingly approached Zhang Bufan, respectfully handing a Storage Ring to Zhang Bufan, "Young Master, all of Wǔ Pǐn Xiāng's Spirit Fruit Wine and Yao Beast meat are here."

"Mm." Zhang Bufan calmly took the Storage Ring.

"Chirp, chirp, chirp!" Baldy chirped, his eyes fixed on the Storage Ring in Zhang Bufan's hand.

"You glutton." Zhang Bufan poked Baldy's head with his finger and scolded, "We'll eat when we have time; we still have things to do now."

Baldy's expression was a bit reluctant, but he didn't make a sound anymore.

"Fire Junior Sister, let's go." Zhang Bufan called out and directly walked downstairs.

Fire Qingrou followed behind Zhang Bufan, and after leaving Wǔ Pǐn Xiāng, she looked back at the three golden characters, thinking that she had come for a meal and ended up robbing the entire shop.

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Bufan also noticed Fire Qingrou's unusual expression and asked.

"Senior Brother, are we really undergoing training?" Fire Qingrou asked, a little confused.

"Of course it's training.

Do you remember my sect rules? We are training according to the sect rules," Zhang Bufan said, rubbing Fire Qingrou's head with a smile, "Come with me, Senior Brother will take you to have a good training session."