The First Venerable of All Paths

"Master Zhong, take your men and purge the remaining members of the Su family from the building, and take over all the accounts."

Standing in the main hall of Lan Yue Tower, Fang Xuan coldly said, "Anyone who dares to resist, kill!"

"Yes, young master!"

In less than half an incense stick's time, all of Su family's confidants in the building were eliminated, all accounts were confiscated, and Lan Yue Tower was completely under Fang Xuan's control.

Fang Xuan stood on the second-floor terrace, watching Fang Ren and the others busily working, a cold smile curving his lips.

Lanyue Tower was just the beginning; it was the Fang family property he had foolishly given away three years ago.

Now, he wants to take them all back.

"Young Master, everything has been settled at Lan Yue Tower, and we have arranged for trusted members of the Fang family to guard it."

After the cleanup was finished, Master Zhong said angrily, "The Su family has been running Lan Yue Tower for many years, and all the profits have gone into their own pockets. Those bastards in the Su family are utterly shameless!"

"It's alright."

Fang Xuan pounded on the fence and said calmly, "Whatever they eat, I'll make them vomit up twice as much!"

"I'm afraid the Su family won't agree."

Fang Zhi said in a solemn tone, "The Grand Elder has not yet emerged from seclusion, but Su Chongming is already a Divine Intent Realm expert. If he were to personally take action, I'm afraid..."

"He won't!"

Fang Xuan's eyes flashed with a sharp light as he slowly said, "Su Chongming is a cunning and shrewd man, extremely skilled at concealing his true intentions, and he loves to use others to do his dirty work. He won't make a move easily before the Blood Fiend Gang arrives."

"on the contrary."

Fang Xuan continued, "The more assertive we are now, the more wary Su Chongming will be, and the less likely the Su family will dare to act rashly."

Fang Zhi's eyes lit up, and he said with genuine admiration, "I understand. Young Master deliberately released a smokescreen to confuse the Su family and buy us time."

Fang Xuan neither admitted nor denied it.

"Let's go, to the next place."

Fang Xuan waved his hand and led everyone away from Lan Yue Tower.

Over the next two hours, Fang Xuan, along with Fang Ren and the others, swiftly reclaimed two properties.

Fang Xuan did not stop there, but went straight to the next property.

Zhenyao Pavilion.

This was originally a medicinal herb shop run by the Fang family for a century.

Although its business is not as good as Lanyuelou, it has an excellent reputation because of its high-quality medicinal materials, affordable prices.

Because of a single sentence from Su Qingyao, Fang Xuan generously gifted the Zhenyao Pavilion to her younger brother, Su Yang.

Because of this incident, Fang Xuan was also criticized and reprimanded by many elders.

In the end, it was only after the father, Fang Xiaotian, spoke up that the matter was dropped.

Whenever he thought of this, Fang Xuan felt deep regret, realizing that he had been blinded by greed.

But now, he wants to personally take back this precious medicine pavilion.

"Oh, what would you gentlemen like? Our Zhenyao Pavilion guarantees your satisfaction."

As soon as they entered the Treasure Medicine Pavilion, a servant came up to them, his eyes darting around Fang Xuan and the others.

This servant was probably new and didn't recognize Fang Xuan and the others.

But seeing that Fang Xuan was accompanied by a group of followers, clearly indicating his high status, people assumed that a big business deal had come their way.

Even though Fang Xuan and his group were aggressive, they showed no fear whatsoever and instead began to introduce themselves at length.

"To be honest, our Treasure Medicine Pavilion has been in business for a hundred years, and we guarantee that you will leave with a full load of medicines."

Upon hearing this, Fang Xuan smiled and sat down in a nearby seat.

"Young master, please have some tea."

Upon seeing this, the servant immediately realized that this was an important person and hurriedly poured tea for him.

The servant smiled and said, "I don't know, young master..."

Master Zhong interrupted the servant, saying arrogantly, "Enough nonsense, hand over your manager."

The servant smiled and said, "Our manager is entertaining distinguished guests. If there's anything you need, just tell me, and I can make the decision."

Zhongye snorted and glanced sideways, saying, "Who do you think you are, daring to make decisions for my young master? Hurry up and hand over the manager, or don't blame me for smashing this lousy place to pieces!"

Even the most foolish servant realized that these people were there to cause trouble, and his tone turned cold.

"What? Are you here to cause trouble?"

The servant sneered, "You didn't even bother to ask around before daring to cause trouble here? You've probably come to the wrong place!"

"Get out of here right now, or none of you are leaving today!"

The servant's tone was extremely arrogant, showing no regard for Fang Xuan and the others.

As soon as he finished speaking, five or six burly men wielding sticks surrounded Fang Xuan and the others, their eyes filled with hostility.

These five or six burly men were far more powerful than the guards of Lan Yue Tower.

"Hey, young man, you're not that old, but you've got quite the nerve."

Zhongye grinned crookedly, stuck his head out, and said, "Come on, come on, even if I gave you ten lives, what could you do to me?"

"Bang!"

But then the servant boy raised his arm and punched Master Zhong in the face.

Grandpa Zhong let out a howl, and his eyes visibly became red and swollen.

Fang Yong almost burst out laughing.

"You dare hit me? You little brat, how dare you hit your Master Zhong?"

Master Zhong pointed at the servant, then turned to Fang Xuan, his eyes brimming with tears, and said, "Young Master, did you see that? He hit me!"

Fang Xuan nodded: "I saw it."

"He's not slapping this old servant's face, he's slapping your backside, young master."

Master Zhong said sternly, "Compensation is mandatory!"

"Yes, we have to pay compensation."

Fang Ren and the others nodded in unison.

"pay?"

The servant rolled up his sleeves, put his hands on his hips, and said with a half-smile, "So, how do you want to compensate me?"

He was determined that if the other party dared to demand compensation, he would make them understand why the flowers were so red.

"Your face represents the face of my young master."

Master Zhong coughed lightly and said, "How about this, I won't ask for more. This Zhenyao Pavilion is mine, and we'll call it even."

"What?"

The servant initially thought he had misheard.

Even the burly men were dumbfounded.

"You old codger, you really dare to ask for an exorbitant amount."

The servant laughed in anger, pointed at the object, and said sternly, "Aren't you afraid of bursting your stomach?"

"No, no."

Zhongye patted his belly and said with a smile, "Your Zhongye's belly is big enough to fit ten or a hundred more people, let alone a small Zhenyao Pavilion."

Seeing Master Zhong's pretentious attitude, the servant was furious.

Fang Ren and the others couldn't help but suppress their laughter.

It has to be Master Zhong, he's shameless enough.

"Damn it, this is absolutely outrageous!"

The servant's eyes were red with anger as he snapped, "Do you think your face is made of spirit stones? A single slap is worth a whole rare medicine pavilion?"

Zhongye stared at a panda eye, crossed his arms, turned his nose up, and snorted coldly.

"certainly!"

These words were spoken with force and conviction, and with a clear sense of reason.

Enraged, the servant roared, "Guards! Beat him! Beat him hard! I'll take responsibility if he dies!"

"superior!"

Several burly men, wielding clubs, struck Zhongye directly.

"Young master, save me!"

Zhongye cried out in alarm and immediately covered his head and scurried behind Fang Xuan.

Fang Yong then rushed out and, with a few punches and kicks, sent several guards flying, crashing to the ground and howling in pain.

The servant was also startled.

"You really have a lot of nerve, daring to hit people in the Zhenyao Pavilion."

The servant pointed at Fang Xuan and the others, saying, "Do you know who protects this Precious Medicine Pavilion? It's the Qian family of Qingyang County!"

"The Qian family? What is that? I've never heard of them."

Zhongye rolled his eyes and said, "I don't care if you're from the previous family or the next family. You hit me, so you have to give me an explanation."

"Heh heh, what kind of explanation do you want, sir?"

Just then, a soft laugh rang out.

Then a portly old man dressed in fine clothes walked over.

He appeared to be smiling, but his sinister triangular eyes were filled with a cold, icy light.

"Mr. Qian, they're here to cause trouble."

The servant hurriedly went to greet them and said, "I originally intended to kick them out, but they were being unreasonable and even hit our people."

Old Qian glanced at the guards on the ground, his eyes flashing even colder.

His smile vanished, and he said in a deep voice, "You lot are really showing far too little respect for my Precious Medicine Pavilion."

Zhongye glanced at Qian Lao sideways: "You're the one in charge here?"

"It is indeed I."

Mr. Qian nodded.

"That makes things easier."

Grandpa Zhong slammed a piece of paper on the table with a loud bang.

"We're here to reclaim the Precious Medicine Pavilion; this is the land deed!"

Zhongye said smugly, "I'll count to three. Pack your things and get out of here. But this brat who hit my son has to stay!"

"You dare call this random piece of junk a land deed? Why don't you just say it's a Heavenly Rank cultivation technique?"

The servant scoffed and said to Old Qian, "Old Qian, they're just trying to scam us. Call someone immediately and throw them out!"

Mr. Qian nodded.

"Someone come here!"

Immediately, four peak Body Refinement Realm martial artists, each wielding a sharp blade, surrounded them.

"Take them all!"

A cold glint flashed in Old Qian's eyes as he said in a chilling voice, "Chop them all up and feed them to the dogs!"

"yes!"

At his command, four guards rushed towards Fang Xuan and the others.

"Young master, save me!"

With a roar, Zhongye once again shielded Fang Xuan in front of him.

Just as Fang Ren and the others were about to make their move, a ghost-like figure sped off with lightning speed.

"Puff puff puff puff!"

As the sound of flesh being torn apart rang out and blood spurted out, all four peak Body Refinement Realm martial artists collapsed to the ground.

Their eyes were wide open, their throats slit by sharp blades, and they were dead beyond any hope of survival.

Zhan Yi, dressed in black and masked, gripped a blood-dripping dagger and walked towards Old Qian.

"A Qi Gathering Realm expert?"

Old Qian's expression changed drastically. He took several steps back and said in a terrified voice, "I am a member of the Qian family! If you kill me, there will be no place for you in the entire Qingyang County!"

As for the servant, he was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, defecating and urinating incessantly.

"The Qian family is nothing but a third-rate family, how dare they bring it up and embarrass themselves?"

Zhongye snorted coldly, his face full of disdain.

"Yeah?"

At that moment, a young but arrogant voice rang out.

"If the Qian family is no good, then I wonder... what about my Su family?"

The newcomer was young, but naturally exuded arrogance and looked down on everyone.

"Young Master Su Zhe!"

Mr. Qian looked delighted and quickly said:

"These people are simply too arrogant, daring to kill our Zhenyao Pavilion members. If we don't teach them a lesson, where will we put our Zhenyao Pavilion's face?"

"Indeed, they are very arrogant."

Su Zhe nodded slightly: "I'd like to see who has the audacity to act so presumptuously in my Su family's shop!"

This sight was quite alarming; Su Zhe was immediately startled.

"Fang...Fang Xuan? How is it you?!"