Kill him.

Xiao Fan took the script and asked, "What do the colors of this script represent?"

【Luck.】

【There are five colors of scripts: white, green, red, purple, and gold. White represents the lowest Luck, for ordinary cannon fodder and background characters, while gold represents the highest Luck, for the Child of Destiny.】

"So that's how it is."

Xiao Fan understood. Purple meant he wasn't a Child of Destiny, but he was second only to one.

He opened the script to see the life trajectory of this little child, but the first glance greatly shocked him.

【Name: Heng Jian.】

【Race: Human Race, Reincarnation of an Innate Sword Spirit.】

【Physique: Innate Sword Heart.】

【An Innate Sword Spirit, entering a Slaughter Sword, to achieve Dao through slaughter. His growth potential is immense. Finding the true body of the Slaughter Sword will allow him to achieve man-sword unity, becoming a true Slaughter Sword Spirit.

In the world line without host interference, Heng Jian will intersect with Qin Feng and be used by Qin Feng.

You and Su Yiyun saved him and his grandfather. He remembers your kindness and can be used by you.】

A Reincarnation of a Sword Spirit from a Slaughter Sword, it sounds incredibly impressive.

In the Human Realm, only Dao Artifacts have Artifact Spirits, and Artifact Spirits cannot leave the artifact's main body, otherwise they cannot exist.

This Sword Spirit could actually Reincarnate, which means it's at least an Immortal Artifact level existence.

Turning back, Heng Jian had already ended the lives of two burly men. On his tender Face, there was excitement hidden in his eyes. It was hard to believe this was a child killing for the first time.

"Here, Big Brother," he reluctantly returned the dagger to Xiao Fan. He felt that the dagger was very smooth and comfortable to use.

He didn't know why, but when he killed those two evil people, he felt incredibly at ease.

Xiao Fan thought for a moment. Heng Jian was still weak, and they were not related.

If he generously helped him now, would there be anything simpler to win people's hearts?

Adding flowers to embroidery can never compare to sending charcoal in the snow!

Seeing his reluctant expression, Xiao Fan smiled and said, "It's yours."

"Huh?"

Heng Jian looked at Xiao Fan curiously. This sharp blade was cold and gleaming, cutting iron like mud; it was certainly not a Mortal Weapon.

It was better than the best blade the old blacksmith at their village head had ever forged. That old blacksmith's Treasure Sword was worth ten taels of silver; this one must be worth at least a hundred taels of silver.

He was just giving it to him?

"This must be very expensive, I, I don't have money to pay you," he whispered.

Expensive?

To ordinary people, a High Grade Treasure Artifact was indeed somewhat expensive.

But to Xiao Fan, it was no different from a fruit knife.

Xiao Fan: "How about this: give me all the ancient books on the ground, and I'll give you this knife and two cultivation techniques?"

Gaining a Sword Dao True Explanation in exchange for these items was a huge profit.

"Cultivation techniques?"

Heng Jian had naturally heard of them. He excitedly asked, "Are they Immortal Arts?"

Xiao Fan nodded, "For you right now, they should be Immortal Arts."

After speaking, he lightly tapped, and two runes entered Heng Jian's Sea of Consciousness, as if they were born with him.

Heng Jian's eyes were blank for a moment, then he immediately bowed in thanks to Xiao Fan:

"Thank you, Big Brother!"

"Let's go," Xiao Fan said.

Contact should be moderate, leaving some mystery.

"Mm."

"Um, will I have a chance to see you again, Big Brother?"

"I don't know, perhaps," he said with a feigned profoundness, turning his Face and tilting his head slightly to look at the boundless sky.

Heng Jian only felt that this Big Brother was a very kind person, just a little melancholic.

After seeing Heng Jian off, Xiao Fan stayed there for a while, preparing to deal with the aftermath.

Su Yiyun saw his demeanor towards Heng Jian and felt that this guy was quite kind-hearted.

"Why are you so kind-hearted, helping him and even giving him a dagger?" she asked, puzzled.

Xiao Fan said disdainfully, "Please, I've always been this kind-hearted, okay?"

Su Yiyun rolled her eyes at him. You're a good person who only threatens me, right?

"By the way, what cultivation techniques did you just give him?" she asked curiously.

"A basic sword art and a minor Divine Ability: Turning Stone into Gold."

"Turning Stone into Gold? What's the use of teaching that?"

"You're such an idiot! He's a Mortal, Turning Stone into Gold is super useful, okay?"

Xiao Fan: "He doesn't cultivate. For Mortals, eating is the most important thing. If he learns Turning Stone into Gold, he'll never have to worry about money for food in his life. It's an absolute Divine Skill, okay?"

Su Yiyun thought about it carefully and it seemed to make some sense.

"The matter is settled, let's go."

"If you don't cut the grass by the roots, it will grow back with the spring breeze. I have to kill that Wang Shixiong behind them," Xiao Fan said.

"Makes sense."

Actually, after killing these two people, the matter had already blown up.

Some people who sold old items on City North Street, fearing trouble, had already packed up and left.

The events here were also reported and reached the so-called Wang Shixiong.

In a short while.

A young man in luxurious clothes with a cold demeanor walked over with a cold gaze.

"You two, killed my people?"

Xiao Fan saw the newcomer wearing a Tai Xuan Holy Land Outer Sect Disciple robe.

He was a little puzzled.

"Are you an Outer Sect Disciple of Tai Xuan Holy Land?"

"You have some discernment," the cold young man said proudly. His Foundation Establishment cultivation only barely qualified him as an Outer Sect Disciple.

But even as an Outer Sect Disciple, when encountering people not from the Holy Land, he could stand tall.

He, however, did not know that the person in front of him was a Holy Land Saint. After all, he wasn't even an Inner Sect Disciple, so how could he come into contact with someone of the Saint level?

"Report your identities! I don't kill nameless people!" that Wang Shixiong said coldly, looking down upon them.

He saw Xiao Fan and Su Yiyun, dressed luxuriously, with extraordinary temperaments. If they were people of status, then so be it.

"You want to kill me?" Xiao Fan said playfully.

"A mere Golden Core Cultivator dares to shout in front of this Lord," he said coldly. In Feng Ning City, who dared not give him Face?

Su Yiyun couldn't stand it anymore and delivered a fatal blow with her sword.

She slashed at the young man.

The shadow of death enveloped his heart. He narrowly managed to dodge, but still lost an arm.

"Holy crap, you're so violent!" Xiao Fan exclaimed.

"A scoundrel like you appeared in the Holy Land. Today, I'll clean up the sect!" Su Yiyun shouted sweetly.

Clean up the sect!

As soon as these words came out, that Wang Shixiong's Face immediately changed drastically.

He had encountered people from the Holy Land. He had seen Inner Sect Disciple robes and Core Disciple robes, but he had never seen the attire of a Saint or Saintess.

"Are you two also from the Holy Land?" he confirmed.

Su Yiyun did not reply.

Sword light danced, every move fatal.

Stab, thrust, poke, chop, hack—every sword left visible wounds on that Wang Shixiong's body.

In just a few breaths, he was already covered in wounds.

He wanted to beg for mercy, "Two Senior Brother, Senior Sister, I was just doing someone a favor, spare me, spare me."

"Annoying!" Xiao Fan said displeased.

It's always like this: kill one, and then out comes the interest group behind him, forcing me to kill them all, right?

Forget it, good deeds should be done to the end, send the Buddha to the West, send them off.

He called Uncle Jiang.

"Young Lord."

"Search his soul, find the mastermind. Kill those who can be killed. For those who can't, take my token to the Grand Elder and have the Grand Elder kill them."

Saying that, he threw a Saint token to Uncle Jiang, which symbolized his position as Saint.

"Yes!"

Uncle Jiang did not hesitate and immediately performed a soul search on the so-called Wang Shixiong.

"You, you can't kill me, I have... Ah!!"

"Even cannon fodder is stronger than you!" Xiao Fan couldn't bear to watch. Using the smallest power to create the biggest trouble for others, he was even worse than cannon fodder.

Divine Sense rampaged, tearing apart that Wang Shixiong's Sea of Consciousness. His eyes became lifeless, pupils dilated, and his entire body lay powerlessly on the ground, like a corpse.

Uncle Jiang waved his hand, and a white flame flew out, incinerating him completely, leaving only a pile of ashes.

Everything that happened here was seen by the surrounding Cultivators, who secretly applauded.

Feng Ning City originally had no concept of protection fees, but many people secretly collected them, and no one dared to resist. Now that someone had killed them, they also felt a sense of relief.

Relieved!

Xiao Fan: "Who is behind this person?"

"A distant relative of an Inner Sect Disciple. Even this person's entry into the Outer Sect was arranged by that Inner Sect Disciple," Uncle Jiang reported.

Xiao Fan shook his head. He thought it was some big fish, but it turned out to be just a small fry?

"Kill that Inner Sect Disciple. I will explain to the Grand Elder."

"Yes."

Su Yiyun sighed, "Even a Righteous Path Holy Land can't avoid parasitic tumors."

"When the forest is big, all kinds of birds exist. Just kill them as you see them, don't worry about it so much," Xiao Fan said indifferently.

His Family also had such people, but the Family rules were strict, which kept the entire Family united.

As long as there are people, there will be selfishness and greed. As long as people are alive, such things will never stop despite repeated prohibitions.