149: Section 149

The moment he finished speaking, a powerful aura emanated from Tang Long, causing Su Yuan, who was not far away, to widen his eyes.

He had never expected that such a person would be lurking within Qin Hao.

But Xiao Fan merely sneered at this; this illusion was probably Qin Hao's Old Thing.

If he had the strength, he would have come out to stop it long ago; how could he have waited until now to appear?

“Presumptuous! How dare you treat me like this!”

Hearing Xiao Fan’s undisguised laughter, Tang Long could no longer restrain the anger in his heart. He was once a Martial Saint-level expert, but now he was like a tiger fallen into a plain.

How could even a mere junior dare to step on him?

“Old Thing, your luck is truly good to have met me. Since that’s the case, I’ll send you on your way for free.”

Xiao Fan took out the you long sword. With the injection of inner energy, the you long sword instantly grew from a small sword to 1.2 meters.

A Sword Qi mercilessly pierced through Tang Long’s body.

“Hahaha, junior, is that all you’ve got? If this is all, I advise you to obediently hand over the item.”

Tang Long stood with his hands behind his back, feigning composure.

If it weren't for his covetousness of Qin Hao's physique, he wouldn't have appeared before Xiao Fan and taken this risk.

But now, with the arrow on the string, he had no choice but to release it. He would have to maintain this pretense, even if he had to kneel.

“That was just a test; now...”

The you long sword in Xiao Fan’s hand seemed to be endowed with life, emitting crisp chirps.

“This… this is Sword Intent?!”

Tang Long seemed to have seen something terrifying; even his figure unconsciously faded a few points at this moment.

One must know that Sword Intent was famously difficult to comprehend. Those who could comprehend Sword Intent were all top talents of the current era.

“Congratulations, you answered correctly. Your reward is to go meet your great-grandmother.”

A cold light flashed, and Xiao Fan’s long sword had already sliced through Tang Long’s soul.

Under this sword, the originally somewhat solid soul began to gradually become illusory.

“Kid, you’re truly formidable. I, Tang Long, have never submitted to anyone in my life. It’s a pity I won’t get to see the moment you ascend to the peak.

If there’s a next life, I hope you and I are no longer enemies... but friends...”

After speaking, Tang Long’s body transformed into specks of starlight, dissipating into the night sky.

However, Xiao Fan always felt that things wouldn’t be that simple.

But his goal for today had already been achieved, so in that case,

Looking at the trembling Su Yuan not far away, Xiao Fan smiled faintly,

“Am I that scary? Su Yuan, if you agree to my three conditions today, I can also let you live.”

“What conditions? Tell me, I’ll listen.”

Chapter 132: Bluff? Slash!

Su Yuan looked at Xiao Fan with a cautious expression. He had been tricked by Xiao Fan many times, and a shadow had long since formed in his heart.

“Don’t worry, I definitely won’t make things difficult for you. I’m a very democratic person; if you have any opinions, you can tell me.”

‘Of course, there’s no way I’d listen to your opinions.’

Xiao Fan silently recited a sentence in his heart, then proposed the first condition,

“That saber in your hand is pretty good. Can I borrow it for a while?”

Although Xiao Fan wasn't a saber user, who would dislike having more good things in hand? If he couldn't use it himself, he could still give it to someone else.

“It’s not impossible to lend it to you, but you remember to return it to me.”

Su Yuan knew he couldn't defeat Xiao Fan. If Xiao Fan couldn't borrow the saber and just snatched it, he would have nowhere to cry.

Lending it to Xiao Fan now, at least there was still about a fifty percent chance it would be returned to him.

“Of course, I’m a very trustworthy person, so don’t worry, I’ll definitely return it to you.”

Xiao Fan’s eyes were full of sincerity. He understood the principle of ‘borrowing and returning, making it easy to borrow again’ very well.

Of course, the premise for returning the saber was that Su Yuan could survive for another ten thousand years.

Hearing Xiao Fan say this, Su Yuan felt some comfort in his heart and threw the saber to Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan extended a finger and flicked the saber's body, causing the long saber to emit crisp chirps.

Looking at the long saber in his hand, which was no less aesthetically pleasing than the you long sword, Xiao Fan couldn't help but exclaim, “Good saber.”

“From now on, I’ll call you ‘Tiger Slayer’.”

Xiao Fan shrunk the long saber and put it into his pouch.

“The second condition: I want you to take out Chu Xingyu. Don’t rush to refuse; I know you have a way to deal with him.”

Xiao Fan saw Su Yuan about to speak but then hesitate, so he directly waved his hand to interrupt him.

“Don’t worry, I won’t treat you unfairly. As long as this matter is done, I’ll give you Bai Ruoli’s antidote. Think about your goddess’s painful and desperate eyes right before she dies. Do you... really want to refuse me?”

Chu Xingyu still wanted to use Su Yuan to gain favor with the Xiao Family; that was simply wishful thinking.

His various frictions with Xiao Potian in the past had caused the Xiao Family to suffer some minor losses.

With such a good helper right in front of him, did he really need to act personally? There was absolutely no need.

As for whether Su Yuan could succeed, it was entirely outside Xiao Fan's consideration. Even if he failed, the Child of Destiny wouldn't die so easily.

Upon hearing this, Su Yuan’s face showed a conflicted expression.

On one side was his goddess, and on the other was a powerful figure who could help him. This was really hard to choose, wasn't it?!

Three seconds later, Su Yuan’s expression was calm. “I agree, but this counts as two conditions.”

“Alright, let’s leave it at that for now. You can scram.”

Xiao Fan waved his hand, signaling Su Yuan to immediately get lost.

Hearing this, Su Yuan felt as if he had been granted a great pardon and quickly activated his inner energy, flying dozens of meters away in the blink of an eye.

“The harvest from this trip is quite substantial. Now it’s time to prepare to merge with the Saint Body.”

Xiao Fan cast his gaze towards Qin Hao, who was still unconscious.

“I’ll let you off the hook this time, kid. I hope next time we meet, you’ll still have this much confidence.”

With that, Xiao Fan pushed off the ground, quickly disappearing into the hazy moonlight.

About five minutes after Xiao Fan left, a faint white figure appeared in front of Qin Hao.

“Damn it, my physique! You dog, don’t let me see you again! Otherwise, I’ll beat you every time I see you!”

After Tang Long appeared, he immediately started cursing.

He had originally wanted to possess Qin Hao. Although he wasn't clear about Qin Hao's physique, it could elevate someone from the Xiantian realm to almost comparable to a Martial King in a short time.

Tang Long had lived for so long and had never heard of such a thing.

If he could possess Qin Hao, he was confident he could rule the world within three years, looking down upon all living beings.

Now all of this had been ruined by Xiao Fan, so how could Tang Long not hate him?

If he hadn't used a secret technique in time to deceive Xiao Fan, whether he would even be alive now would still be a question.

Suddenly, a young man stood not far in front of Tang Long’s figure.

Seemingly noticing Tang Long's gaze, the young man grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

But this smile, in Tang Long’s eyes, was like the Yama King’s summons for a soul.

“You saw me. Come and hit me.”

Xiao Fan looked at Tang Long, the smile on his lips gradually turning cold.

It had to be said, the Child of Destiny’s Old Thing indeed had some tricks.

If it weren't for the system never giving a notification sound, he probably would have been fooled this time.

“Hehe… I was just joking… just a joke.”

Tang Long let out a dry laugh, trying to cover his embarrassment.

“Oh? So that’s how it is.”

Xiao Fan took out the you long sword from his pocket.

“Then how about this, I’ll also play a joke on you.”

Before Tang Long could speak, Xiao Fan’s Sword Qi had already pierced through Tang Long.

With Sword Intent attached, the power of the Sword Qi more than doubled. After passing through Tang Long's figure, it swept down a dozen trees before the Sword Qi finally dissipated.

“I... I’m not reconciled! I am a Martial Saint... I am the undefeated Tang Long...”

In the face of death, Tang Long recalled his childhood dreams, the young woman who once accompanied him on adventures with a sword, and his two or three good brothers, the days when they sought revenge together with unrestrained joy.