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"Master?"
Upon hearing Lang Sun Chuan's words, the elders and disciples of the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect all turned their gazes toward Ye Fan. It seemed that the rumors circulating outside about Lang Sun Chuan taking a young novice as his master were indeed true.
However, some were skeptical. One of them shook his head and laughed, saying, "Master Lang, with your status, how could you possibly take a mere novice as your master? Are you joking with us?"
"Exactly... Master Lang must be joking. How could this be possible?" Many elders of the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect shook their heads and laughed, clearly disbelieving. As for Ye Fan? They didn't regard him at all.
In the Cultivation World, strength is revered, and the weak are preyed upon; this has always been an unchanging truth.
Especially among the Demoness, where powerful martial prowess is highly esteemed.
Although they had heard that Ye Fan had joined the Supreme Demon Sect and was honored as the top Elder Guest, even becoming Wuma Changkong's son-in-law, who were these people before them? Each one was a prominent figure standing at the pinnacle of Southern Jiang.
They were all powerful and influential beings.
A young novice who rose to prominence by relying on others—how could they possibly take him seriously?
Indeed, in the eyes of these elders and disciples of the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect, Ye Fan was merely a young novice who had climbed to power through soft means.
Did they not notice that even the elders and Guest Experts of the Supreme Demon Sect paid no attention to Ye Fan?
However, after hearing their remarks, Lang Sun Chuan shouted loudly, "Nonsense! Do you think I look like I'm joking with you?"
Although Ye Fan had yet to teach Lang Sun Chuan anything, it was clear that Lang Sun Chuan was more than willing to take Ye Fan as his master.
He was also quite afraid, as the words of these people could provoke Ye Fan, leading to Ye Fan's displeasure and possibly directing that anger towards him.
"Uh... Master Lang, there's no need to be angry. We were just speaking casually!"
Seeing Lang Sun Chuan's anger, these individuals couldn't help but chuckle awkwardly, feeling a bit embarrassed.
Yet, not a single person acknowledged Ye Fan. Even the elders from the Supreme Demon Sect, aside from a very few who slightly cupped their fists in greeting to Ye Fan, ignored him completely.
In fact, there was an Elder Guest who not only disregarded him but also shot a cold glance at Ye Fan and snorted.
Ye Fan furrowed his brows slightly at this sight, feeling a hint of displeasure in his heart.
However, he understood well that the principle of strength reigning supreme applied at all times and places.
Thus, Ye Fan chose not to say much. He simply smiled lightly and said, "Everyone enjoy your meal. I have matters to discuss with the sect leader."
After instructing Lang Sun Chuan to wait outside, Ye Fan took a step forward and headed straight for the pavilion.
However, just as he had taken two steps, an extremely cold voice rang out.
"I think you should wait a moment!"
The speaker was none other than Xing Qu, the Demon Son of the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect.
At this moment, he slowly stood up, his indifferent and proud gaze landing directly on Ye Fan.
"Demon Son?"
The two elders beside Xing Qu from the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect exchanged puzzled glances and voiced their confusion.
Xing Qu waved his hand dismissively, ignoring them as he stepped out from his seat, precisely blocking the path to the cabinet.
"What are you doing, Xing Qu? This is not your Bloodthirsty Demon Sect."
Seeing Xing Qu daring to obstruct Ye Fan's way, Lang Sun Chuan, who had been waiting for Ye Fan nearby, quickly stepped forward with a slight frown and reprimanded him.
"Who is he?"
Sensing the coldness emanating from the other party, Ye Fan pointed and asked.
"The Demon Son of the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect. He holds a very high status and is being groomed as a future sect leader," Lang Sun Chuan explained in a low voice.
"Oh, so he's the Demon Son of the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect!" Ye Fan replied with a light smile. "My apologies, but please step aside."
As Ye Fan attempted to bypass Xing Qu, Xing Qu moved to block him again.
Ye Fan's expression turned cold as he raised his head and asked, "What do you mean by this?"
Lang Sun Chuan also wore a stern expression and said, "Xing Qu, while it’s true that you are the Demon Son of the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect, if you think you can act recklessly in my Supreme Demon Sect, then don’t blame me for being impolite!"
At this moment, Lang Sun Chuan was keen to show his loyalty to Ye Fan and certainly wouldn’t miss the opportunity.
"Master Lang, it’s not quite right for you to bully the weak!"
Suddenly, an elder from the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect, who was also at the Late Stage of God Slaying, stepped forward with a faint smile directed at Lang Sun Chuan.
Although he didn’t know why the Demon Son was making things difficult for Ye Fan, whatever actions the Demon Son took must have their reasons and represented the will of the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect. Therefore, these elders would naturally support him.
"What do you want? Causing trouble in my Supreme Demon Sect?" Lang Sun Chuan's brows furrowed deeply as he spoke sternly.
"Master Lang, this is serious!" An elder from the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect chuckled lightly, seemingly unfazed.
At that moment, Xing Qu spoke up, pointing at Ye Fan with a haughty expression. "I am Xing Qu, the Demon Son of the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect. I have heard that your cultivation is remarkable and that you are the foremost Guest Expert of the Supreme Demon Sect. Therefore, I wish to seek your guidance!"
"Sorry, I’m not interested," Ye Fan replied directly, his voice cold. "Step aside."
It was clear that Xing Qu was not genuinely seeking advice; Ye Fan could see deep disdain in his eyes.
However, instead of backing down, Xing Qu's aura grew stronger, continuously rising.
"Make your move; otherwise, if I strike first, you probably won’t get a chance," Xing Qu said arrogantly and coldly.
Ye Fan frowned slightly and glanced at Xing Qu, sneering. "You seem quite arrogant!"
Xing Qu nodded indifferently and replied coldly, "You're right; I, Xing Qu, have always been arrogant because I have the capital to be so."
Lang Sun Chuan felt a sense of worry that Ye Fan might not be able to contain his anger and truly engage with Xing Qu. He quickly whispered a warning: "Master, Xing Qu is from Ascendant Peak and is said to be invincible below the God-Slaying Stage. His strength is incredibly formidable and far beyond what Hong Junfeng can compare to."
Upon hearing this, Ye Fan nodded lightly, his expression still calm.
The elders and disciples of the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect wore smiles on their faces.
Xing Qu was not just claimed to be invincible below the God-Slaying Stage; in the entire Southern Region, there were probably no more than a handful of people in the Ascension Stage who could defeat him.
"What's wrong? Are you scared?"
Xing Qu's disdain was evident in his eyes.
"Are you scared?" Ye Fan smiled helplessly and said, "It's not that I'm scared, I'm just not interested!"
"However, since you insist on asking me for guidance, I suppose it would be rude of me not to offer some advice."
"Come on!"
With that, Ye Fan stopped wasting words and suddenly floated backward, landing directly on the massive Azure Stone Plaza behind him.
Xing Qu sneered. Guidance? Let's see what you've got!
The elders and disciples of the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect also wore cold smiles on their faces. At the Ascension Stage, it was unlikely that anyone could claim to guide Xing Qu.
Even Lang Sun Chuan couldn't help but think to himself that things were looking grim after hearing Ye Fan agree to fight Xing Qu. It seemed that Ye Fan was in for a rough time!
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