Back on Earth, I am the only cultivator.

Upon hearing the word "wife," Wang Hao's mind went blank, and an uncontrollable surge of anger rushed to his head.

"Chen Guoxiong, I'll fuck your mother!"

Wang Hao's face flushed red, and he let out a roar before stepping forward and throwing a punch.

"Bang!"

This punch, fueled by Wang Hao's anger, slammed heavily onto Chen Guoxiong's fat face.

"what!"

Chen Guoxiong let out a scream, his 200-pound body staggered back a few steps, slipped and fell to the ground.

His lip split open, and bright red blood flowed from it.

"Rebellion! Rebellion!"

Chen Guoxiong covered his swollen face, struggled on the ground, spitting out blood and foam, and shouted wildly.

"Help! Bodyguards! Security guards?! Where are they all?!"

"Beat these bastards to death! Kill them and feed them to the dogs!"

However, the corridor was quiet, and no one responded to him.

Wu Fan stood with his hands behind his back, watching Chen Guoxiong struggle and yell on the ground like a clown.

His thin lips parted slightly, and he uttered only two words:

"Ugh, so noisy."

Before he finished speaking, he casually pressed a button in the air with his right hand.

"Snap! Snap! Snap!"

The sound of bones cracking echoed in the office.

"Ahhhhh!"

Chen Guoxiong's angry curses turned into a pig-like scream.

Under the pressure of the invisible spiritual energy of heaven and earth, his elbows and kneecaps were shattered by the violent spiritual energy!

He screamed in agony and collapsed to the ground, his limbs twisted in agony.

It bends at an odd angle.

"Aaaaaaah... Aaaaaaah!"

Chen Guoxiong rolled around frantically on the ground, his old face contorted beyond recognition.

Wu Fan ignored him, turned his head, and said to Wang Hao beside him:

"Wang Hao, go."

"Let him die however you want."

"Even if the sky falls, I'll hold it up for you."

Wang Hao's body stiffened as he looked at Chen Guoxiong, who was rolling on the ground and groaning in pain.

Looking at the figure in front of her again, tears streamed down her face once more.

"Brother Fan! Thank you! Thank you!"

Wang Hao gritted his teeth and walked step by step toward Chen Guoxiong.

In his hand, without him even noticing, was a piece of the sharp corner of the broken wooden door.

As Chen Guoxiong watched Wang Hao approach with murderous intent in his eyes, he finally felt the fear of death.

He endured the excruciating pain and crawled backward on the ground with his remaining elbow, leaving a long trail of blood.

He looked at Wang Hao, then roared at Wu Fan beside him:

"You piece of trash! Don't come any closer!"

"I'm warning you, I'm backed by the 'Blood Fiend Society'!"

"That's a terrifying force comprised of grandmasters!"

"If you dare to lay a finger on me today, the Blood Fiend Society will absolutely grind your entire family to dust!"

"And you, Wang Hao, I'll have your wife and children's corpses fed to the dogs!"

"Let me go! I am a disciple of the Blood Fiend Society! You lowly ants!"

Hearing Chen Guoxiong's threat, a hint of disdain flashed in Wu Fan's eyes.

"The Blood Fiend Society? These ants dare to be so arrogant before me, the Emperor."

Wu Fan drew something from the void.

"Snapped!"

A loud slap echoed through the office.

This slap landed hard on Chen Guoxiong's face from a distance.

Chen Guoxiong's body spun several times in mid-air before crashing heavily onto the desk, scattering the documents all over the floor.

Half of his facial bone collapsed.

He spat out a mouthful of teeth.

He was so dizzy from the beating that he couldn't even utter any threatening words.

If it weren't for leaving it to his brother Wang Hao to avenge him personally...

Given Wu Fan's temper, that slap would have reduced this ant to ashes.

"Chu Xue, Xiao Xi, let's go."

Wu Fan led the two women out, leaving the space to Wang Hao.

Inside the office, Wang Hao had already walked step by step to Chen Guoxiong's side.

He looked at the culprit who had driven his wife to her death and caused the death of his child, now lying on the ground like a stray dog.

"Chen Guoxiong, you've finally met your match."

Wang Hao's voice was hoarse, filled with suppressed pain.

"When Yingying jumped, did you ever imagine this day would come?!"

"When my child died on the operating table, did you ever imagine this day would come?!"

"You beast! Give me back Yingying and Xiaobao's lives!"

Wang Hao roared as the wooden splinter in his hand plunged deep into Chen Guoxiong's stomach!

"Ah! Let me go, please let me go!"

Chen Guoxiong screamed madly, trying to resist but his limbs had already been broken.

Wang Hao stabbed repeatedly, again and again, his face stained with blood, but he didn't care at all.

Chen Guoxiong's screams gradually weakened until he finally lost all life, dying with his eyes wide open.

The secretary, who was hiding in the corner of the desk, had already fainted from the shock of the bloody scene.

Not long after, Wang Hao emerged covered in blood.

"thump."

He knelt before Wu Fan again and kowtowed three times deeply.

"Brother Fan, your kindness is immeasurable. I, Wang Hao, could never repay you enough, even if I were to serve you like a slave for the rest of my life!"

Wu Fan was about to step forward to help him up and comfort him when his divine sense suddenly detected something unusual about Chen Guoxiong's corpse.

"Um?"

Wu Fan frowned slightly, then turned and went back into the room.

Above Chen Guoxiong's recently deceased corpse, a wisp of illusory soul was gathering.

However, the soul was being drawn by some unseen force, about to fly out the window and escape somewhere.

Wu Fan gave a cold laugh: "Playing tricks."

He reached out and grabbed at the air, the violent suction force pulling the soul that was trying to escape back to him.

"Please spare me, Immortal Master! Please spare me, Immortal Master!"

Chen Guoxiong's soul screamed in terror in Wu Fan's hands.

"Let me see what other secrets you're hiding."

Wu Fan's eyes were icy as he directly used the Soul Searching Technique on Chen Guoxiong's soul.

Divine consciousness surged into the depths of Chen Guoxiong's soul's memory.

Deep within the dean's memories, Wu Fan witnessed a horrifyingly dark truth:

This hospital is not a place for saving lives.

Behind it is an evil martial arts force called the "Blood Fiend Society".

The group claimed the infant had a congenital heart condition and kept the infant in the intensive care unit.

In reality, they secretly extracted the heart's blood from these pure infants to nourish evil cultivators as they broke through their cultivation levels.

Afterwards, they would use "medical malpractice" as a pretext to settle the matter hastily with legal fees.

Wang Hao's child died this way, his heart's blood drained out.

Upon learning all this, Wu Fan was filled with rage.

"What a Blood Fiend Society! Even tearing them to pieces wouldn't be enough to appease public anger!"

Wu Fan roared and clenched his right hand, crushing Chen Guoxiong's soul to pieces amidst a piercing scream.

He turned his head, his expression grave, and truthfully told Wang Hao and the two women waiting outside the door the truth he had obtained from the soul search.

Upon hearing this, Wang Hao felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

"Drain your heart's blood!"

"My son was tortured to death!"

"He's six months old!"

Wang Hao's eyes were bloodshot, his whole body was trembling violently, but he could not utter a sound from his throat due to grief.

When the two women learned the truth, they found it hard to believe.

Jiang Chuxue covered her mouth, her eyes red-rimmed, and large tears slid down her cheeks.

"How is this possible? Those are all newborn babies!"

How could they be so cruel?

"This isn't a hospital, it's a cannibalistic hellhole!"

Wu Xi was trembling with anger, and a faint icy blue aura emanated from her body due to her fury.

She clenched her small fists tightly and gritted her teeth, saying:

"Brother! We're going to find them right now! What Blood Fiend Society? Those heartless beasts, I'll turn them all into ice sculptures! I won't let a single one of them escape!"

"Yes! We must eradicate this cult completely!"

Jiang Chuxue wiped away her tears, her eyes becoming incredibly resolute.

"We cannot allow any more innocent children to suffer!"

Looking at the two indignant women and the nearly broken Wang Hao, Wu Fan's eyes were filled with murderous intent as he slowly said:

"Don't worry, none of the Blood Fiends will escape."

At this moment, Wang Hao slowly raised his head, a pleading look appearing on his blood-stained face:

"Brother Fan, I want to go to the morgue in the hospital basement to see my wife and son one last time."

"I haven't hugged them yet."

Wu Fan sighed and patted him on the shoulder.

"Let's go, we'll go down with you."