There is no need to explain Xiao Fan's methods to others.

The newcomer arrived with a fierce Aura, descending upon the Hundred Flowers Holy Land.

This arrival immediately caused a huge stir within the Hundred Flowers Holy Land.

Princess?

The only one using this title and recently suffering misfortune was Hong Rushuang.

“Holy cow, they came so fast?”

“The newcomer means trouble.”

“This person's Aura is so strong, even stronger than the three people before.”

The Elder of the Hundred Flowers Holy Land immediately stepped forward to intercept the newcomer.

“Who are you? Why are you causing a ruckus in my Holy Land?”

“Less talk, I want to see our Princess.”

As he spoke, an invisible Aura burst forth, powerfully sweeping across the entire Hundred Flowers Holy Land, fortunately, the Hundred Flowers Holy Land also had some foundation, protected by a Formation.

The Mahayana pressure on the Formation caused ripples to surge, and if not for the Formation, this Aura alone would have injured countless Disciples.

This newcomer was truly unreasonable!

“Holy cow, they started fighting without a word. Is Hong Rushuang's family that awesome?”

“They're not giving the Hundred Flowers Holy Land any Face at all.”

“I just felt threatened. If that Aura had hit me, I'd probably be unconscious by now,” some low-level Cultivators said.

“Yes, that's indeed the case.”

Everyone looked at him with some fear.

This new guy had no manners; he started fighting as soon as he arrived.

Moreover, this person's Aura was somewhat strange; his Aura was very strong, yet also somewhat transcendent, a bit stronger than any Great Ascension cultivator anyone had ever seen.

Dressed in a black robe, his Face was grim, even tinged with a bluish-green, he was not human-shaped, and a pair of wings extended from his back, although they were retracted, it was very clear that this guy was probably a bird-person.

His eyes were sharp and cold, his nose hooked, and his bluish-green feathers, like sharp blades, gleamed with a cold light.

The commotion here disturbed the people inside, and they came out.

Especially the Elders of the Hundred Flowers Holy Land, who could not tolerate such provocation.

In an instant, within the Hundred Flowers Holy Land, two Great Ascension Elders stepped out to confront the newcomer.

“Fellow Daoist, what do you intend to do?”

“I said, I want to see our Princess. Her name is Hong Rushuang.”

The two Great Ascension Elders of the Hundred Flowers Holy Land exchanged glances, naturally understanding what he was referring to.

Ru Shuang had broken the rules and was at fault first. The Holy Master was also present at the time, and her not stopping it meant she tacitly approved.

“Ru Shuang made a mistake and is currently being punished.”

“Made a mistake? Our Princess does not make mistakes; it's only your lack of cooperation with her, your problem!” the hooked-nosed man said.

“I'll count to three. Let me see the Princess, or today I will flatten your Holy Land.”

“What big talk. Then let me experience Your Excellency's high-level moves.”

“Flower Rain Sword Formation!”

The Elder of the Hundred Flowers Holy Land immediately made a move. A sky full of flower petals floated down gracefully, but when they landed on the ground, countless vines grew, swaying and instantly growing into towering trees.

Giant vines swayed and danced, their sharp branches, though soft, moved extremely fast. Millions of vines waved, like thousands of sharp swords flying.

“Interesting.”

The hooked-nosed man showed no fear. He merely spread his wings, then flapped them violently, causing a strong gale to surge.

Within the gale, there were bursts of white light. These white lights were actually sharp swords formed by wind. The gale was interspersed with millions of wind blades, clashing against the vines.

The wind blades were sharp, and the vines were tender. In their collision, the wind blades ceased, and the vines were all completely eradicated, scattered across the ground.

This round of confrontation was a draw, but both parties had their answers.

“What a powerful Great Ascension cultivator. Is this the Human Race's top expert?”

“He is not a Great Ascension cultivator! No, to be precise, he is not human.”

Ordinary people might not see his strangeness, but the Great Ascension Elder of the Hundred Flowers Holy Land, having lived for ten thousand years and being well-traveled, immediately saw his extraordinary nature.

“You are not human!” the Great Ascension Elder of the Hundred Flowers Holy Land suddenly said.

“What does that have to do with you? I want to see the Princess. If you're smart, bring her out quickly.”

Their conversation instantly spread throughout the entire Hundred Flowers Holy Land.

“Not human? I know he's not human, isn't that normal? He has wings.”

“Nonsense, if he were an ordinary Cultivator, with the Elder's eyesight, she wouldn't be surprised.”

“That's right, the Elder's surprise means she's never seen this person, or rather, never seen this type of creature. Do you have any impression? Or, do we have a royal family surnamed Hong in our Human Race?”

“Never heard of it.”

The commotion here was deafening, even drawing out Xiao Fan, who was in the back.

However, wasn't he here to see the Princess?

Xiao Fan walked over with Hong Rushuang, but their arrangement was somewhat peculiar.

Around her neck hung a black dog leash, and she was led out by it.

“What's all the noise about? Can't you see I'm walking my dog?”

Xiao Fan dragged Hong Rushuang out, showing no Face at all.

His sudden appearance, along with Hong Rushuang being chained like a dog, shocked everyone upon their entrance.

“This, this, this...”

“Awesome, can you even do this?”

“My brain's short-circuiting a bit. Isn't anyone going to stop him?”

Even the Elders of the Hundred Flowers Holy Land couldn't bear to watch.

“Saint, what do you mean?”

After all, Hong Rushuang was a Disciple of the Hundred Flowers Holy Land. Having her serve Jiang Lanzhi as a maid was an internal matter of the Holy Land.

However, Xiao Fan directly made her a dog?

This was an insult to the Hundred Flowers Holy Land.

“Two Seniors, I have no intention of insulting the Holy Land; it's just that you don't know the inside story.”

Xiao Fan said with certainty.

“Inside story?”

The two Elders exchanged glances, not entirely believing his words. Ultimately, this concerned the Face of the Hundred Flowers Holy Land. If he couldn't explain it clearly, they would have to demand an explanation from the Tai Xuan Holy Land.

“We hope the Saint can explain the inside story, otherwise this matter might not be so easily resolved.”

Before Xiao Fan could answer, the hooked-nosed man's eyes widened, filled with fury.

“Princess!”

“How dare you treat our clan's Princess like this!”

The hooked-nosed man was about to strike, but Xiao Fan grabbed her by the neck with his hand and threatened coldly, “One more step closer, and you die.”

A silent thunderclap. Everyone stared at Xiao Fan in astonishment. What? He was threatening the enemy with Hong Rushuang's life?

And it didn't seem like a bluff.

Hong Rushuang's eyes were vacant, her mind lost, like a walking corpse.

Under the immense pressure, she helplessly used her hands to grab Xiao Fan's hand, hitting him, trying to break free, but it was all in vain.

The excessive squeezing made her Face flush, and she began to cough violently, but because it was so tight, she couldn't even cough smoothly.

No one expected Xiao Fan to suddenly pull such a stunt. Is this how a Righteous Path Saint acts?

Everyone felt a little fear in their hearts, not expecting the Saint to seem somewhat schizophrenic; extremely gentle when he was gentle, and unreasonable when he was cruel.

Strange gazes were cast upon him, but he didn't care about his image, whatever.

“Stop!”

The hooked-nosed man roared, not daring to act rashly, because he truly felt a bone-chilling killing intent from Xiao Fan's eyes.

“You tell me to stop and I stop? Wouldn't that make me lose a lot of Face?” Saying that, he squeezed hard, and a cracking sound came from Hong Rushuang's neck.

Her originally cold and beautiful Face turned pale, even a bit distorted.

The hooked-nosed man wanted to shout, but he had just shouted, and Xiao Fan directly increased his strength. If he made another mistake, the Princess would die!

At that time, if the Witch King blamed him, he would be unable to escape responsibility!

Just as he was racking his brains, trying to say something, Xiao Fan suddenly let go, and Hong Rushuang fell to the ground weakly, a look of relief on her Face.

She panted heavily, without any of the nobility and elegance a Princess should possess, even showing some joy that she was still alive, she was still alive.

Her gaze towards Xiao Fan carried a faint trace of fear, and also some gratitude?

Thanking him for not killing her!

Xiao Fan also noticed the abnormality; this person seemed to have psychological problems.

Never mind, now was not the time to talk about this.

“Saint, do you know what you are doing?” the Elder of the Hundred Flowers Holy Land questioned.

Xiao Fan said mercilessly, “I, Xiao Fan, have always acted as I please, why do I need to explain myself to others!”

“Where are my Mahayana Cultivators?”

“Saint.”

The three Great Ascension Elders of the Tai Xuan Holy Land stepped forward, standing in front of Xiao Fan, confronting the two Great Ascension Elders of the Hundred Flowers Holy Land.

There was a faint sense of tension, as if swords were drawn and bows strung.

“I am never wrong. Just watch,” he said lightly to the two Mahayana Cultivators of the Hundred Flowers Holy Land.

“You!”

Arrogant, unbelievably arrogant!

An Wen came out at the right time. She also saw Xiao Fan's methods, but she didn't speak, only secretly transmitted a message, telling the two Elders to retreat.

With the Holy Master's command, the two Elders dared not say more and chose to turn a blind eye.

“Alright, now no one is stopping us. You can state your identity,” Xiao Fan said to the hooked-nosed man.

“Identity? What identity?” the hooked-nosed man said warily.

“It seems I need to help you with a Great Memory Restoration Technique, don't I?” Xiao Fan's right hand produced a sword hilt, which he placed directly on Hong Rushuang's neck.

The sharp blade cut her neck, sending chills throughout her body.

Hong Rushuang was scared. She pleaded, “Don't, don't kill me. I'll do anything, just don't kill me.”

Tears streamed down her Face. A great beauty knelt at his feet, no longer composed in the slightest, crying and hugging his leg.

Seeing that he was unmoved, she commanded, “Answer his question quickly, speak!”

“Princess!”

The hooked-nosed man was scared. If the Princess died, the matter of the Fated Witch's arrival would fall through. At that time, the rise of the Witch Race would lose a major aid.

“I'll speak, I'll speak.”

The hooked-nosed man said, feeling wronged. He considered himself very strong, capable of defeating everyone present combined.

But he also had a weakness: he feared something happening to Hong Rushuang.

Otherwise, why would he be threatened by Xiao Fan?

“Ask away, what do you want to know?” the hooked-nosed man conceded.

“You're quite sensible.” Xiao Fan loosened his grip on the sword hilt.

Giving her a little hope, and also giving this hooked-nosed man a little something sweet.

Xiao Fan: “State your identity.”

“Left Protector under the Witch King: Left Wizard.”

“Your name is quite simple.”

“State your race, Human Race, Yao Race, Demon Race, or?” Xiao Fan said with a half-smile.

As soon as these words came out, the hooked-nosed man's Face instantly changed.

His pupils contracted sharply. He could feel Xiao Fan's confidence when asking this question. He knows my identity!

The forces present felt utterly confused. The Witch King was mysterious, which was nothing, as there were many hidden forces.

But what did you mean by asking about the race? And besides Yao and Demon, why was there a string of question marks at the end?

Something was fishy!

The hooked-nosed man hesitated, not daring to speak for a long time. The rise of the Witch Race was originally a top secret. If it were exposed, and the Human Race became prepared, then what kind of rise would it be?

Everyone stared at the hooked-nosed man with curious eyes. The more he hid, the more it proved there was something strange.

“You won't speak, will you?”

“You speak!” he coldly snorted at Hong Rushuang.

“Don't, don't kill me, I'll speak, I'll speak!”

“I am the Witch King's daughter, the daughter of the Witch Race's Supreme. I am a pawn in the Witch Race's rise.”

As soon as these words came out, the entire audience was in an uproar.

Witch Race!

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Holy cow!!! I woke up too soon.

Thanks to [Su Yuzhang who loves slender-horned dragons] for the [Great Health Care], thank you for your support.

This is the most expensive reward I've received for this book, thank you.

It's just a pity I can't hang Shenhe up and beat her, otherwise I would definitely write more of that stuff.