Gou in the world of comprehension

Chapter 1469 As long as his family isn't short of money, it's fine.

Although Su Fan refused Jiang Hua, the old man still forced him to stay for half a month.

After all, he is currently at the top of the "Beast Slaying Ranking" and is also the most dazzling signboard of the "Guangfa Dao Sect".

Left with no other choice, Su Fan had to accompany God Venerable Jiang Hua for half a month.

He attends all sorts of banquets and parties every day, and his face is almost numb from smiling so much.

Finally, Su Fan stepped into the teleportation hall and returned to the base he had left years ago.

Without informing his Martial Aunt Hongling beforehand, he went straight to her cave after leaving the teleportation hall.

When they went to inquire, they discovered that their Martial Aunt Hongling had already gone to the front lines.

Now, the strange beasts from another dimension of the Mountain and Sea Realm have opened a second front in "New Guangtian".

This area, which was originally behind enemy lines, has now become the main battlefield of "New Guangtian".

Both sides have deployed heavy forces here, and every day countless human cultivators and alien beasts are fed into this giant meat grinder.

Originally intending to give his Martial Aunt Hongling a surprise, Su Fan was disappointed to find that he hadn't arrived at all. He could only return to the Cave Market dejectedly.

He entered the cave market, where business was still booming.

Although the original rear area has become the main battlefield, it has not affected the business of the Cave Market at all; on the contrary, it is even better than before.

Because within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, Dongku Market is the only well-equipped den of iniquity.

At this moment, Cai Songlin was having a meeting with several of his trusted subordinates.

The cave market is booming these days, and they are so busy every day that they don't have time to rest. Fortunately, the market has been operating for many years, so they are quite adept at managing it.

After finishing the meeting, Cai Songlin dismissed his subordinates.

But when he looked up, he was stunned. There was someone standing in the room at some point.

Cai Songlin quickly stood up from the ground and bowed deeply to Su Fan.

"Disciple greets Martial Uncle..."

Su Fan smiled, waved to him, and then sat down cross-legged.

Old Cai brewed a pot of spiritual tea, poured a cup for Su Fan, and then sat down to his left.

"You've worked so hard these past few years. The market's success today is largely due to your contributions..."

"That's all thanks to my master's foresight. If it weren't for your original plan, our market town wouldn't be where it is today..."

It must be said, Lao Cai really knows how to talk.

Su Fan picked up his teacup, took a sip, and then asked, "When did Martial Aunt Hongling leave...?"

"She's been gone for two years. At that time, the war on the front lines was so intense that almost all the Nascent Soul cultivators in the rear were drawn away..."

"Who is in charge of the base now...?"

Upon hearing Su Fan's question, Old Cai gave a wry smile.

"The person currently in charge of the base is a Void Refinement Realm senior uncle named Zhao Heng from within the sect. Ever since he arrived..."

At this point, Cai Songlin paused for a moment, then looked up at Su Fan.

"After he arrived, he stayed on that street south of the market every day and took control of the market's finances. In the past two years, he has also seized your share..."

Upon hearing Cai Songlin's words, Su Fan chuckled.

Where the hell did this idiot come from?

I'm so poor, and yet someone still dares to skimp on my pay.

Cai Songlin wanted to say more, but Su Fan interrupted him with a wave of his hand. He took out a communication array plate from his waist and sent a message to his Martial Aunt Hongling.

"Uncle-Master, I'm back..."

It took quite a while before the other party replied with a message.

"So you finally decided to come back. I thought you were never coming back..."

"Uncle-Master, how could I bear to leave you? Of course I had to come back..."

"Is there anything wrong? I'm at war right now..."

Aunt Hongling must be quite busy, so Su Fan didn't linger any longer.

"Who is Zhao Heng...?"

"Him? He's just a spoiled brat from the Zhao family. What happened? Did he offend you...?"

"You should speak to the Zhao family. I'll leave Zhao Heng and his entourage with a proper burial..."

"Forget it, his sister is my best friend, we're really close. Just give me some face and let him teach her a lesson..."

What the hell...

That's the downside of being in a sect; families are all in cahoots, and you have to do your research before you can even kill someone.

Since Martial Aunt Hongling has said so, we really can't refuse her.

Su Fan took a deep breath and then stood up from the ground.

"Old Cai, you go ahead with your work, I'll come back in a bit..."

After Su Fan finished speaking, he left Old Cai's house and went to the street south of the market.

The two streets in the cave market, one to the north and one to the south, were both high-end venues he had planned back then. Although these two streets were deserted, they were used to entertain the most wealthy cultivators.

Anyone who can shop on these two streets has to be a member and pay a hefty membership fee every year, or you won't even be able to get in.

Almost half of the entire market's revenue came from these two streets, making them veritable money pits that rake in huge sums of money every day.

Su Fan walked to the southern end of the market. Several cultivators on duty at the intersection saw him and were about to stop him.

The group paused for a moment, then went about their business.

Su Fan swaggered in, scanned the street with his divine sense, and arrived at the entrance of a club.

He looked up at the clubhouse sign and stepped inside.

The group of follower cultivators guarding the door acted as if they hadn't seen Su Fan at all, letting him go straight to the hall on the second floor of the club.

At this moment, more than a hundred cultivators have gathered in the hall on the second floor. Zhao Heng is holding a gathering here today.

Those attending the gathering included spoiled young masters from various families within the "Guangfa Daozong" sect, as well as family members from various super sects in other planes.

When Su Fan entered the hall, he saw a group of spoiled young men clinking glasses and exchanging toasts.

It's no surprise that these people are all spoiled brats from various families within the sect, people who are not worthy of being mentioned in public.

If we were to kill everyone here today, the families of the "Guangfa Daozong" would surely be in mourning.

"cough……"

It wasn't until he coughed softly that everyone in the hall realized that someone had been standing in the room at some point.

One of the monks sitting at the head of the hall stood up from his couch.

"Who the hell are you? Who let you in...?"

What kind of people are these? I have no idea how they are raised at home.

Su Fan didn't want to be polite with this guy, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Crack...crack..."

The guy opposite him seemed to be possessed, and started slapping himself repeatedly, so hard that his face swelled up in just a few slaps.

Zhao Heng was almost going crazy, but he couldn't move an inch, let alone control his body.

The others in the hall were immediately dumbfounded. Even if they were completely oblivious, they would realize at this point that Zhao Heng had been outmaneuvered by Su Fan.

To be able to make a cultivator at the Void Refinement Realm slap himself so silently and without warning, as if possessed, is a level of strength that cannot be described as merely terrifying.

This kind of strength is simply unbelievable.

Although these people are all spoiled brats who can't be brought to the table, they are not stupid or blind.

They instantly understood that they had encountered a ruthless person today.

At this moment, a person next to Zhao Heng quickly stood up and respectfully bowed to Su Fan.

"I am Hong Sheng of the Guangfa Dao Sect. May I ask who this senior brother is...?"

Su Fan smiled; finally, someone who could speak human language.

"I am Su Fan..."

Upon hearing his words, the people in the hall were momentarily stunned into silence.

Although Su Fan has always occupied the top spot on the "Beast Slaying Ranking", he is usually too low-key and has not shown his face for many years, so very few people have seen his appearance.

So when they suddenly heard this name, they didn't react for a moment.

Seeing the people in the hall exchanging bewildered glances, Su Fan's expression immediately darkened. This is...

I thought I was already quite famous in "Xin Guangtian", but to my surprise, no one knew who I was when I mentioned my name.

"That's all for today, let's call it a day..."

Upon hearing Su Fan's words, one of the people next to Zhao Heng immediately objected.

"Senior brother, this is our own property, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, he started slapping himself repeatedly.

The other people in the room also started acting strangely, each with an eerie, silly grin on their face, as if they were possessed.

Some people were laughing so hard that their saliva was dripping down their faces, while others pointed at Zhao Heng, who was slapping himself, and burst into laughter.

Within moments, everyone in the room had completely lost their composure; some were fighting each other, while others were rolling around on the ground.

Several female cultivators even took off their clothes one by one, a scene that was quite shocking.

The only person who seemed somewhat normal at this moment was Hong Sheng, who had just spoken.

He wore a jade pendant, a gift from his ancestor, around his neck, which temporarily suppressed the evil thoughts that arose in his heart, but it was only a temporary suppression.

At this moment, Hong Sheng was also laughing so hard that his mouth was full of drool, but he still maintained some rationality, although he couldn't control his behavior.

"Senior...Senior brother, please...please have mercy..."

Hearing Hong Sheng's mumbled shouts, Su Fan turned his head and glanced at him.

He was quite satisfied that the mere wisp of evil spirit energy had created such a grand spectacle.

However, the fact that this kid was still able to maintain a shred of rationality suggests that he must have been carrying a magical artifact to ward off evil spirits.

"Snapped……"

Su Fan snapped his fingers, and everyone in the room jolted awake, instantly snapping out of their strange state.

Now, apart from Zhao Heng, who is still slapping himself repeatedly, everyone else has finally come to their senses.

"Ah...ah..."

At that moment, several screams rang out in the large hall, and several female students frantically picked up their clothes from the ground and put them on.

"Get out of here, all of you..."

Upon hearing Su Fan's words, everyone inside hurriedly ran outside.

Although they are usually arrogant and domineering playboys, they are all from prestigious families and their perspectives are not too bad.

To be able to silently and effortlessly strike a room full of cultivators at the Void Refinement Realm—such terrifying strength is something even their respective patriarchs might not possess.

After everyone in the house had run away, only Zhao Heng remained, slapping himself repeatedly.

Su Fan nodded, somewhat satisfied with his control over the evil spirit's primordial energy; at least he could now control it freely.

"Senior brother, could you please let Junior Brother Zhao Heng go? You can name any conditions you like, I won't haggle..."

Just then, a voice came from the entrance of the hall.

Su Fan slowly turned around and found that it was Hong Sheng. This kid hadn't left yet, and he even dared to plead for Zhao Heng.

This kid is alright, he's quite loyal.

"Go ahead, I'm also a member of the 'Guangfa Dao Sect,' I won't do anything to him..."

After hearing Su Fan's words, Hong Sheng respectfully bowed deeply to Su Fan, then turned and left.

He came out of the hall and quickly took out a communication array to send a message.

"Second Uncle, does our sect have anyone named Su Fan...?"

"Are you stupid? Go look at the 'Beast Slayer Ranking'..."

Upon seeing his second uncle's reply, Hong Sheng finally realized what had happened and wished he could slap himself hard.

"You didn't mess with him, did you? Remember this, never mess with this guy, or even your family won't be able to protect you..."

"Second Uncle, I didn't...it was Zhao Heng..."

"You mustn't stand up for that fourth son of the Zhao family. This matter will probably require the Zhao family patriarch to intervene personally..."

Upon seeing the message from his second uncle, Hong Sheng couldn't help but sigh.

He thought for a moment, then sent a message to the Zhao family. That was all he could do now.

At this moment, Su Fan sat cross-legged in the hall, smiling as he looked at Zhao Heng opposite him.

At this moment, this guy was still slapping himself repeatedly; his face was now almost indistinguishable from a pig's head.

At this moment, the communication array plate at his waist began to vibrate slightly.

Su Fan took the communication array plate off his waist and glanced at it, discovering that it was a message sent by his Martial Aunt Hong Ling.

"What did Zhao Heng do to offend you? Give me some face and let him go..."

"Big sister, if it weren't for giving you face, this kid would have been reduced to ashes by now..."

"His sister came to me for help, that's enough. I'll take good care of you then..."

What the hell...

That's the downside of joining a sect; it's quite difficult to even kill someone.

"Since this kid arrived, he's been monopolizing that street on the south side of the market. Do you know how many spirit jades that street can earn in a year? He's also been withholding my share of the profits for two years..."

"It's just a spirit jade, his sister already said the Zhao family is willing to compensate you for your losses, they're not short of money..."

"Alright... as long as they're not short of money, that's fine..."

"Then I'll have his sister go and bring Zhao Heng back. Don't get angry with her, she's my good friend..."

They call themselves best friends, but they're probably just a pair of fake friends.

"Don't let her come. I'll get Zhao Heng out of here right now..."

After sending the message, Su Fan glanced at Zhao Heng on the other end of the line.

He snapped his fingers, and the other person finally stopped.

If he smokes for a little longer, he probably won't be able to save any of his teeth.

By this time, Zhao Heng had recovered his senses. His face, swollen like a pig's head from the slap, was in so much pain that he was grimacing.

"Who the hell are you, daring to scheme against me..."

Oh my god...

Is this guy really that charismatic?

Su Fan smiled, then frowned slightly.

Zhao Heng, who was opposite him, knelt down with a "plop" and kowtowed to him repeatedly.

Su Fan sneered. "I like people with personality like this."

After a long while, he snapped his fingers.

Zhao Heng was finally scared; the guy on the other side was simply a devil.

His face was already swollen like a pig's head, and now his forehead is also swollen, making him look like an old man.

“Go back and tell your sister that I only let you off the hook because of Aunt Hongling. Have your Zhao family send over the spirit jade you embezzled from the market. Don’t think that just because you’re hiding at home, I can’t do anything to you…”

After Su Fan finished speaking, he waved his hand at Zhao Heng with a look of disgust on his face.

"get out……"

Upon hearing Su Fan's words, Zhao Heng turned and ran as if granted a pardon.

Seeing Zhao Heng run out of the club, Hong Sheng, who was waiting for him, rushed up to him and put some healing pills into his mouth.

At this moment, Zhao Heng was furious. He had never suffered like this in his entire life.

Especially the fact that he had to slap himself in front of so many friends was a huge loss of face.

This matter is not over. After returning to the family, I will go to the patriarch and complain, demanding that the brat be torn to pieces and made so that he can neither live nor die.

Perhaps because he had been exposed to the evil spirit for too long, the evil spirit had entered his mind and completely stirred up the evil thoughts in his heart.

Seeing his friend's eerie smile, and the madness and evil in his eyes.

As if possessed, Hong Sheng next to him was completely dumbfounded. Dude, what's wrong with you?

At this moment, Su Fan, who was sitting cross-legged in the hall, also frowned. He had seen Zhao Heng's condition clearly just now.

He sighed. His cultivation was still not good enough; he was clearly still far from mastering it.

(End of this chapter)