Wild Dogs

Yang Fan returned to Jin Bufan's side.

Jin Bufan hurriedly and enthusiastically came over.

"What's wrong? Has this maid taken a liking to you?"

Yang Fan was taken aback.

"How do you say that?"

Jin Bufan asked with a hint of sourness.

"Can't I see what's in her eyes?"

"When that girl walked over to talk to you, she was nervously fidgeting with her clothes sash."

"It's obvious he's interested in you. If he wasn't, why would he do that?"

Yang Fan raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything more.

Upon seeing this, Zhuo Yu's mind stirred.

After chatting for a while, Jin Bufan and Zhuo Yu returned to their respective rooms.

Judging from what Chen Ke said, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers will be setting off tomorrow.

In that case, Yang Fan needs to make some preparations in advance.

He immediately organized all the treasures he had on him.

He still relies on talismans the most right now.

In addition to the talismans he had previously obtained, he also bought some from various black markets and marketplaces.

Although most of them are not very powerful, they can win by sheer numbers when it matters.

Besides the talisman treasures, he also acquired a lot of other talismans, whose power was equally mediocre, but their quantity was plentiful and satisfying.

After checking all the healing pills and confirming that there were no major problems, Yang Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

I wonder what the Flower Fairy will discuss with him tonight.

As for that kind of thing, Yang Fan really had no interest in it.

He waited quietly in the room.

Chen Ke arrived before night fell.

"Brother Yang Fan, you're inside, right?"

Chen Ke knocked on the door while shouting loudly.

Yang Fan opened the door and bowed slightly to the outside.

"What are your instructions, Senior Brother Chen?"

This man surnamed Chen was clearly older than Yang Fan, so Yang Fan naturally treated him with courtesy.

Chen Ke waved his hand.

"What, Senior Brother Chen?"

Chen Ke walked in with a smile.

"Everyone is here to help, so there's no need for insincere terms like 'senior brother' or 'junior brother'."

"Let's get straight to the point."

As he spoke, he walked directly to the table in Yang Fan's room and poured himself a cup of tea.

Yang Fan pursed his lips; this guy was certainly outgoing.

He sat down to the side and looked at the other person as well.

"Oh, so what you mean is..."

Chen Ke glanced at Yang Fan, drank a cup of tea, and then placed the cup on the table.

"Nothing much, I just wanted to see what you're really capable of."

Yang Fan frowned.

"I haven't done anything to provoke you, so why are you testing my abilities?"

Chen Ke smiled slightly and stood up.

"I could tell from one glance that those two were mediocre, especially the one surnamed Jin, who was utterly useless."

"But you're different. The moment I saw you, I felt a sense of threat."

"So I want to give it a try and see how capable you really are."

"After all, my intuition has never been wrong. If I feel you are strong, then it means you are indeed strong enough."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the man punched Yang Fan in the face.

Caught off guard, Yang Fan was nearly hit.

However, he had experienced many storms before, and he remained vigilant ever since this person came in.

Although the punch was thrown hastily, Yang Fan managed to dodge it at the crucial moment.

After his attack missed, Chen Ke immediately turned around and threw a powerful punch.

They wanted to knock Yang Fan to the ground.

Seeing that the other party was gaining the upper hand and wouldn't let up, he threw another punch.

Yang Fan snorted coldly and struck out with his own palm.

A fist and a palm collided in mid-air.

Yang Fan staggered and took several steps back.

The same was true for this person; he even stumbled and almost lost his balance.

He nodded repeatedly.

"Hmm, not bad. Your physical body is indeed quite strong; you can even rival me."

"However, since the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers invited you here to break through your cultivation realm, your spiritual sense must be quite strong."

"Let me see just how strong your spiritual power is."

A sharp pressure surged directly from between his eyebrows.

This powerful divine sense pressed down directly on Yang Fan.

They clearly wanted to suppress Yang Fan on the spot.

Yang Fan snorted coldly; this man's actions were far too arrogant.

How could Yang Fan possibly tolerate this?

In an instant, Yang Fan also mobilized his divine sense to suppress it.

This person suddenly struck him with a palm strike, and now he's so arrogant, so I used my divine sense to suppress him.

Yang Fan was no longer willing to tolerate it.

His spiritual sense was not weak at all, and it overwhelmed them in an instant.

However, Yang Fan soon realized that he had underestimated the strength of this person's spiritual sense.

This person's spiritual sense was much stronger than he had imagined.

After only a few rounds of fighting, Yang Fan discovered that this person's spiritual sense was actually gaining the upper hand.

Damn it.

Yang Fan's face turned ashen.

A cold smile appeared on the lips of the person opposite.

"Hey, I see. Your spiritual sense is only slightly stronger than that of an ordinary person, but only by a limited margin."

His divine sense then surged down like a tidal wave.

It was clear that they wanted to teach Yang Fan a lesson.

Just then, the small cauldron inside Yang Fan's body trembled slightly.

A warm current surged from the cauldron, and in an instant, Yang Fan's divine sense was stronger than before.

"Huh?"

Chen Ke exclaimed in surprise.

Before he could withdraw his divine sense, Yang Fan's divine sense, like a hungry wolf, clung tightly to Chen Ke's divine sense.

Chen Ke screamed and stumbled back a few steps, collapsing to the ground, his face deathly pale.

Yang Fan forcibly tore off a piece of Chen Ke's divine consciousness and swallowed it.

Yang Fan's divine sense originally had the ability to devour other divine souls.

With the help of the small cauldron, the power is naturally even greater.

In an instant, Yang Fan bit off a large chunk of the divine consciousness.

The wisp of divine consciousness that was bitten away was directly transformed into pure divine consciousness power.

Yang Fan was overjoyed to discover that the small cauldron had such a miraculous effect.

His spiritual sense was already much stronger than that of ordinary people, and this person's spiritual sense was even more incredibly strong.

If it weren't for Xiao Ding's help, he wouldn't have been able to defeat his opponent.

"Do we still need to compete?"

Yang Fan took a step forward, looking down at the people on the ground.

Chen Ke shook his head repeatedly, his face ashen.

"I'll take my leave now."

He hurriedly scrambled out of the room.

After the door closed, Yang Fan snorted coldly.

"Since you're so reckless, I'll teach you a lesson today."

Having learned this lesson, Chen Ke will likely behave much better from now on.

Yang Fan was a little worried, though, that after he had taken away such a large piece of Chen Ke's divine consciousness, Chen Ke might not be able to break through to the next realm tomorrow.

However, after thinking about it carefully, Yang Fan shook his head.

These are all matters concerning the Flower Fairy. Even if she cannot break through to the next realm, it is the Flower Fairy who should be worried.

Yang Fan didn't say much and waited quietly until night fell.

There was a knock on the door.

"Young master, it's me."

Xiao Cui's voice came from outside.

Yang Fan waved his hand, opening the door from a distance.

Xiao Cui stood outside, dressed in red, and bowed respectfully to Yang Fan.

"Young master, let's go."