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In the late hours of the night, instead of getting a good night's sleep, there was a ruckus next door that seemed to be some sort of dual cultivation.
After enduring for an hour, and then two, the sounds of moans and grunts continued to echo from the neighboring room. It seemed that the man had endless stamina, fervently engaged in his endeavors. The creaking of the bed was incessant, mixed with the soft gasps of a woman.
Yun Fan felt his anger boiling inside him. He didn't want to meddle in others' affairs; after all, love between a man and a woman was natural. However, the noise persisted, with intermittent cries that made it impossible for him to concentrate on his cultivation.
Unable to tolerate it any longer, he stepped out and knocked on the door of the neighboring room. Coldly, he called out, "Can you keep it down?"
Moments passed with no response. The sounds of passion continued unabated from within. Yun Fan's fury reached its peak. He pushed open the door and strode inside.
What he saw shocked him: a man and a woman were tied to the bed, their eyes filled with terror, yet the cries were coming from their mouths. He was bewildered—what kind of game was this? Were they being bound?
Suddenly, from a dark corner beside the wooden door, without any warning, a sharp blade gleamed with a chilling light. It shot towards his chest at an incredible speed.
Yun Fan felt a surge of horror like never before; every hair on his body stood on end. His heart raced wildly. In that critical moment, the spiritual energy from his Dantian erupted, channeling through his legs as he executed the Thunderous Step.
His figure instantly darted to the left, but unfortunately, the blade was too swift and perfectly timed.
He had not given himself any chance to react.
A sharp sound pierced the air!
The glinting blade instantly pierced Yun Fan's side, slicing through his fair skin and leaving a deep gash. Blood erupted, splattering everywhere.
Yun Fan felt a sweetness in his throat as blood gushed out, and he was thrown sideways, crashing to the ground. Ignoring the pain coursing through his body, he quickly sprang back up, executing Thunderous Step and leaping toward the rooftop.
The wooden planks above shattered instantly, splintering and raining down with a series of loud cracks.
In the corner, a shadow watched in astonishment as Yun Fan escaped, disbelief evident in its eyes.
He didn’t die?
With such precise calculations, even someone from the Xuan Yuan Realm would have no chance to evade this lethal strike. Yet, this kid managed to slip away.
A cold light flickered in his eyes as he moved swiftly, channeling powerful True Essence Power toward the rooftop.
The cracking sounds echoed again as the opening shone brightly, with splinters falling in a cascade.
On the rooftop of the inn, the night was dazzling, and the cold wind howled.
Yun Fan glanced at his side where blood was oozing from the wound, his brow furrowed in pain. The flesh on his side had been sliced away by that sharp dagger. If he hadn’t reacted in time, his chest would have been cleaved in two, sealing his fate right then and there.
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