18: Chapter 18 A Fire Control Technique

"Of course, you can't get stronger without spirit stones, silly girl."

Ye Xuan reached out and pinched Feng Xueni's little cheek, teasing her directly.

Feng Xueni narrowed her eyes like a little kitten, enjoying Ye Xuan's head pat, her mouth curving slightly upward; she could not hide the happiness in her heart.

"Has the favorability rating already reached ninety?"

Ye Xuan glanced at Feng Xueni, secretly delighted. The future Phoenix Empress was truly innocent and romantic when she was young.

No wonder she turned into a cold and ruthless Empress in that future destiny.

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Great Qin Dynasty, Qingshan County, An Family.

Inside the ancestral hall, a middle-aged man sat in the main seat. After reading the letter in his hand, he struck out with a palm, and the messenger died on the spot.

"Bastard!"

The person who attacked was the head of the An Family, An Lushan, at the third level of the Spirit Profound Realm.

At this moment, he stood at the doorway, his face full of killing intent.

"Patriarch, please calm your anger. Perhaps that kid is really not in Dahuang Town, otherwise, it is impossible for him not to come to save people." A disciple of the An Family stepped forward to persuade him.

"Execute that old thing for this Patriarch!"

An Lushan was extremely angry and directly gave orders to the An Family members beside him.

The An Family disciples dared not look at An Lushan and could only obey the order, stepping forward to salute: "Yes, Patriarch!"

"Send out everyone in the An Family who can move. I, this Patriarch, do not believe that after killing my son, Commander An Ran, that little brat can sprout wings and fly away in the Magic Beast Forest."

An Lushan waved his large hand, and then his figure disappeared from the ancestral hall, leaving a row of footprints on the ground where he had sat.

"Second brother, you personally oversee this matter. Although my eldest son of the An Family was a bastard, he was killed in the small Dahuang Town by an Outer Sect disciple of the Cangqiong Holy Land. This matter cannot let the other three major families make a joke of us. Do you understand?"

Outside the ancestral hall, An Lushan stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes cold.

"Father, son understands!" The second brother of the An Family cupped his hands.

"Sigh, none of you put my mind at ease. If only the fifth was still in the An Family; a few days ago, he seemed to have advanced to become a Core Disciple of the Cangqiong Holy Land."

Before leaving, An Lushan thought of his most promising son, the fifth, Core Disciple An Yunfei, and could not help but reveal a look of nostalgia.

Taking advantage of the dim light, Ye Xuan took Feng Xueni and left the Magic Beast Forest.

"Are we going back to Dahuang Town in this direction?" Feng Xueni had a good memory and asked with some confusion: "Brother Ye, didn't you say we were going back to the Cangqiong Holy Land?"

"Your Grandpa Zhang lives alone in Dahuang Town, and I am worried. Since we are already here, naturally, I must go and completely destroy the An Family behind Commander An Ran to be at ease." Ye Xuan carefully explained to Feng Xueni.

"Brother Ye, look, what is that?!"

Feng Xueni's shocked voice suddenly pulled Ye Xuan's gaze back.

Looking from afar, he saw an old head hanging on the city gate of Dahuang Town, with the body hanging to the side.

"This is Grandpa Zhang!"

Ye Xuan's face changed drastically. Could Grandpa Zhang's destiny still not be changed? Did this old man foresee today when he handed Feng Xueni over to him two days ago?

"No, wuwuwu..., Grandpa Zhang—"

Feng Xueni cried loudly. She finally saw clearly that the person hanging at the city gate was her dearest Grandpa Zhang, and she rushed toward the city gate like a madwoman.

"Don't, Xueni, there must be an ambush at the city gate!" Ye Xuan hurriedly pulled Feng Xueni back. At this moment, he must be careful, very careful.

This silly girl was only at the third level of the True Profound Realm. If she really went over and got surrounded, that would be real trouble.

Seeing two figures approaching, the people ambushed at the city gate saw more than twenty fully armed An Family members rush out in an instant.

The leader was An Ming, the second brother of the An Family, who was waiting for them, with cultivation at the third level of the Spirit Profound Realm.

"Little brat, I finally waited for you here."

An Ming revealed a ferocious smile, showing a mouthful of big yellow teeth: "It was worth waiting for you here for seven whole days. I finally waited for you."

"Third level of the Spirit Profound Realm?"

Ye Xuan reached out his right hand to protect Feng Xueni behind him. He carefully observed the man in front of him, who looked very similar to the Commander An Ran he had killed; he was probably his own brother.

[Name: An Ming]

[Age: 35]

[Realm: Spirit Profound Realm Third Level]

[Physique: Mediocre (White)]

[Destiny: Phoenix Empress (Supporting Role), Evil God (Passerby)]

[Favorability: -90 (Deep Hatred)]

[Life Destiny: The An Family of the four major families of the Great Qin Dynasty. An Ming is the head of the branch family in Dahuang Town. He once committed serious crimes, bullying men and women, and was demoted to this place by the Great Qin royal family as punishment.]

[His fifth brother, Core Disciple An Yunfei, is a Core Disciple of the Cangqiong Holy Land, with strength at the ninth level of the Spirit Profound Realm. He has always been regarded as the apple of the eye by the An Family head, An Lushan, who hopes he can lead the entire An Family to fame.]

[Half a year later, his fifth brother, Core Disciple An Yunfei, angered Yun Zhe and was quietly wiped out by Yun Zhe while performing a Holy Land mission. The An Family of the Great Qin Dynasty was also destroyed by him. Later, Yun Zhe obtained a Divine Fire Control Technique from the secret collection of the An Family.]

"Oh, a Divine Fire Control Technique? It really is a matching opportunity!" Ye Xuan read through these messages and could not help but sigh.

Yun Zhe's opportunities really came one after another.

First there was the Dark Flame Divine Fire, and now there is the Divine Fire Control Technique.

My god, this is too perverted, right?

Although Ye Xuan felt a certain amount of apology in his heart for the death of Grandpa Zhang, isn't this world just like this?

"Little brat, you are Ye Xuan, right?"

An Ming grinned ferociously as he mobilized the Mystic Power in his body, his eyes fixed on Ye Xuan.

"To deal with me, why kill an unrelated outsider?"

"Unrelated outsider? If it weren't for that bitch by your side, why would my eldest brother have died at your hands? If this old thing wants to blame someone, he should blame his own bad luck."

An Ming didn't care at all. He picked up his broadsword, licked it with his tongue, and looked at Ye Xuan with cold eyes: "As for you, I will let you know what it means to be unable to seek life or death!"

"Kill him, Brother Ye, Xueni begs you, you must kill him!" Feng Xueni said with hatred.

Her eye sockets had long been dampened by tears, but that pitiful expression had a unique charm at this moment.

"Remember not to hurt that woman; I want to enjoy her personally."

An Ming glanced slightly at Feng Xueni, muttering in his heart: "No wonder my eldest brother would be moved by this woman."

"A mere third level of the Spirit Profound Realm, and you dare to say such words." Ye Xuan looked at An Ming with pity, took out the zhu xian sword from the spirit ring, and sneered: "Is she someone you are qualified to look at?"

Furthermore, Feng Xueni is the future Phoenix Empress, with monstrous luck; a small person like you cannot touch her at all.

Seeing Ye Xuan's zhu xian sword, An Ming's heart stirred, and he could not help but exclaim: "Good sword! I didn't expect you, kid, to have such a treasure. After I kill you, all the treasures on you will be mine!"

A look of greed flashed across the bottom of An Ming's eyes.

"Kill! Attack! Kill that little brat!"

More than twenty An Family disciples at the sixth level of the True Profound Realm rushed forward instantly.

"Slash!"

Ye Xuan swung the zhu xian sword in his hand, and several sword auras formed by Mystic Power slashed across the heads of those twenty-odd people.

"Puff, puff, puff—" Blood splattered everywhere. All twenty people fell to the ground, a trace of fear flashing in their eyes, and then they stopped breathing.