On our wedding day, I castrated my fiancée's white moonlight.

Ye Fan ignored Jiang Fuyao's resentful gaze!

He turned and walked towards the more than one hundred veterans, his eyes darkening as he looked at the three cold corpses on the ground.

He approached a dozen or so wounded veterans: "Are you alright?"

"Your Highness, it's alright, you won't die!"

The veterans grinned, but their smiles were tinged with sadness.

Ye Fan stepped forward, administered the Thirteen Ghost Needles, and then took out a handful of healing pills and stuffed them into their hands.

Finally, he came to Wang Danian's side.

Wang Danian was in so much pain that his face turned deathly pale and his lips were bloodless. His left arm had been smashed to pieces by Lu Kexing and had completely disappeared.

"Wang Danian, how are you?"

Wang Danian forced a smile: "Your Highness... I'm glad you're alright. My worthless life won't die."

Ye Fan's face darkened: "Let's go back!"

Xiao Yafei looked at Jiang Fuyao and Xiaoman: "Xiaofan, what should we do with these two?"

She deliberately raised her voice, trying to scare them: "Or, how about we kill them?"

"Anyway, nobody here will know! Just burn the body, and nobody will know."

Ye Fan glanced at Jiang Fuyao. The flesh on her face had already scabbed over, and a hideous wound from a bullet had left a mark on her beautiful face. After thinking for a moment, he walked towards Jiang Fuyao.

"Ye Fan! What are you doing?"

Jiang Fuyao was very nervous.

Ye Fan walked up to her and shook her hand.

"what……"

Jiang Fuyao closed her eyes and screamed, "If you dare to kill me, my Jiang family will not..."

"Young Master Ye, please don't..."

Xiao Man trembled with fear, but still stood in front of Jiang Fuyao.

Ye Fan simply took out an account book from the chaotic space, flipped to the last page, and wrote a pill formula with a vermilion brush: "If you want your face to be scarless, follow this pill formula!"

Tear off the last page and hand it over.

"I don't need your pity!" Jiang Fuyao said stubbornly, her eyes red, as she tore the pill formula to shreds.

"I have done all I could; it is up to you."

Ye Fan turned and left, and Jiang Fuyao also stubbornly turned and left.

Xiao Man stood there, stunned, and carefully collected the torn pieces of the pill formula from the ground.

……

Wang Yuan is dead!

The moment Jiang Fuyao returned to Zhongzhou Casino, the news spread like wildfire!

The entire city of Las Vegas was in an uproar!

"What? Wang Yuan is dead!"

"Holy crap! How is this possible? Who has the audacity to kill a member of the ancient royal family of Zhongzhou?!"

Those who heard the news all stared wide-eyed.

They were so scared their hearts almost exploded!

"Wang Yuan is highly regarded; his father holds a high position in the Wang family, and his older brother, Wang Teng, is an inner disciple of the Star Moon Holy Land!"

"It's said that it was Jiang Fuyao, the eldest daughter of the Jiang family, who brought back news that she and Wang Yuan went to the Star Moon Holy Land together, but she returned while Wang Yuan died..."

"Hiss... The Wang family is going to go crazy!"

Just as everyone was discussing it.

A deafening roar suddenly echoed over the city!

At the edge of the sky, a ball of flame streaked across the sky like a meteor. Upon closer inspection, everyone realized it was a magnificent horse covered in flames and with dragon horns on its head.

"A seventh-tier magical beast, the Blood Dragon Horse!"

"The Wang family has arrived!"

After learning of his son's death, Wang Xiao rode his Blood Dragon Horse for twelve hours straight from the Wang family's ancestral home in Zhongzhou Divine City to the gambling city.

Bang--!!

The Blood Dragon Horse landed heavily outside the Jiang family's gate, shattering the stone bricks with a deafening roar.

"Jiang Fuyao!"

Wang Xiao let out a low roar, a tiger's howl and a dragon's cry, and the entire street buzzed in response!

The guard from the Wang family trembled with fright, but still forced himself to step forward: "Second...Second Master, what brings you here?"

"Tell Jiang Fuyao to get out here!" Wang Xiao roared, his anger burning.

A middle-aged butler was about to explain, "Miss is injured and cannot..."

"roll!"

Wang Xiao raised his hand and slapped the butler away, then stormed into the Jiang family's residence!

When the Jiang family members learned that Wang Xiao's son had died, they were furious but dared not actually stop him. They pretended to obstruct him a few times, but Wang Xiao repelled them one by one, allowing him to fight his way to the depths of the Jiang family.

"Brother Wang, calm down!"

Jiang Fuyao's father, Jiang Yuanshan, appears.

Wang Xiao gritted his teeth: "If your son died, could you remain calm?!"

Jiang Yuanshan shook his head: "I have no son."

"I'll kill you!"

Wang Xiao almost lost his composure.

A punch was thrown!

Jiang Yuanshan raised his hands, drawing a Tai Chi pattern in the air like a benevolent yin and yang, steadily blocking Wang Xiao's punch!

Jiang Yuanshan said, "Brother Wang, calm down."

Wang Xiao was furious: "My son is dead, how can you expect me to stay calm? Get Jiang Fuyao out here, I have questions for her!"

Jiang Yuanshan remained calm: "Yao'er is injured and frightened, so it is inconvenient for her to receive guests."

"Then I'll go see her myself!"

Wang Xiao stepped forward, but Jiang Yuanshan stopped him again: "Brother Wang, this is the Jiang family home. Don't act recklessly!"

"Get out of here!"

Wang Xiao raised his hand and threw a punch, unleashing a tiger's roar and a dragon's cry, his blood energy soaring to the sky! The aura of a fifth-tier Martial Venerable erupted without reservation!

Jiang Yuanshan caught the punch once again, effortlessly, as if there was no internal force fluctuation at all. Every punch Wang Xiao threw felt like hitting cotton.

suddenly.

"Yuanshan, stop!"

A voice came from the back room; it was Su Wan, Jiang Fuyao's mother.

Jiang Fuyao, with medicine on her face and a veil on her body, appeared before Wang Xiao, following beside her mother.

"Speak! Who killed my son!" Wang Xiao shouted sternly.

Jiang Fuyao's feelings were complicated, but she still didn't mention Ye Fan's name. She shook her head: "I don't know... Four Martial Venerables came, each with a heartless black lotus embroidered on their chest!"

"Damn it?!"

Wang Xiao's pupils contracted, and his voice changed.

"Impossible! Why would they kill my son? Yuan'er has never offended them!"

Jiang Fu shook her head, unwilling to say more.

Wang Xiao wanted to press for more information, but Jiang Yuanshan stopped him.

Unable to get any answers from the question, and unable to actually commit murder in the Jiang family, Wang Xiao could only leave in a huff, filled with anger and doubt!

"I must find out who it is! If I find out, I, Wang Xiao, will exterminate their entire family!"

Watching Wang Xiao's departing figure, Jiang Fuyao sighed silently in her heart.

"Ye Fan, this is all I can do for you... I've told you, you can't afford to offend the Wang family of Zhongzhou..."

……

Meanwhile, in Ye Fan's room at the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion.

Ye Fan sat cross-legged, with a large bucket of dragon blood in front of him.

This time, three veterans died, more than a dozen were injured, and Wang Danian lost an arm.

Ultimately, it all comes down to everyone's skills being too low!

"The Chaos Cauldron—how many drops of dragon blood can an ordinary person with two martial meridians withstand?"

The voice of the Chaos Cauldron resounded: "If they drink it directly, even a single drop would burst their bodies!"

"What?!"

Ye Fan was taken aback. "Can't even withstand a single drop? I don't think a drop of dragon blood has much power."

The Chaos Cauldron was speechless for a moment: "Master, do you think your physique is comparable to that of ordinary mortals? You are a Celestial Vein user, and..."

"And what?"

The Chaos Cauldron didn't continue speaking, but changed the subject: "A drop of dragon blood, diluted in a large water vat, is enough for those people to use."

Ye Fan suddenly realized what was going on and immediately went to the training ground, ordering ten large vats of water to be filled.

"Your Highness, what are you doing?"

Wang Danian and a group of veterans surrounded them, asking in bewilderment.

Ye Fan did not explain, but took out the dragon blood and dripped a drop into each water vat.

"From today onward, all of you will take your drinking water from here every day."

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Although the crowd was confused, they had no doubt about Ye Fan's orders.

That day, the three thousand veterans began to practice drinking the water from the vat. They all felt full of energy and vitality. When they returned home at night, they were even more energetic. They spent the whole night cuddling with their wives, making them experience what it's like to be a woman again.

It was late at night.

On a street where the veterans of the Prince's Mansion lived, suppressed yet excited screams of agony rose and fell.

Ye Fan returned to his room, took out a vermilion pen, and casually crossed out Wang Yuan's name on the death list.

"Only Wang Kun, the Crimson Merchant Guild, and the Blood-Clad Sect remain!"

"Not a single one of them will escape!"

Suddenly, Ye Shitian's voice came from the stone tablet: "Disciple, you have so much dragon blood, there is actually another way to absorb it!"

"Oh? Master, what do you mean?"

Ye Fan's eyes lit up, and a thought entered the chaotic space.

Ye Shitian asked, "Have you ever heard of medicinal baths?"

"Of course, what does this have to do with dragon blood?"

Ye Shitian laughed and scolded, "You still lack experience! Taking dragon blood directly from the inside out is too domineering!"

"You can eat it, but the people around you can't."

"If you dilute the dragon blood, using a medicinal bath, the power of the dragon blood will come from the outside in! It can help your sisters and confidantes temper their flesh and blood!"