The Eternal Saint of Alchemy

Shen Zhao swallowed hard, then turned and left.

Shen Wanshan stood by the window, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"Xiao Fan, you think you, a mere brat who hasn't even grown up yet, dares to challenge me? I think you're tired of living!"

Three days later, Fan Jian arrived in a hurry, while Xiao Fan was refining new pills in the alchemy workshop.

"Young Master! Something terrible has happened! The Xiao family's estate on the way out of the city has been attacked by bandits!"

Xiao Fan put down the alchemy furnace and stood up from the ground.

How many people?

"There are at least three hundred of them, and their leader is said to be a Yin Realm expert!"

A powerful expert from the Yin Realm? A bandit?

Xiao Fan frowned, his mind racing.

Although there are some bandits near Donglin City, their highest cultivation level is only at the Spirit Realm, and they could not possibly be at the Yin Realm.

"It's the City Lord's Mansion. Shen Wanshan wants to use them to get rid of us."

"Young master, what should we do?"

"Call the guards and go to the manor." Xiao Fan put on his outer robe, a short sword hanging at his waist. "Also, send someone to inform the Yun family that Uncle Yun will send people to rescue us."

"yes!"

The estate outside Xiao Family City is the most important property of the Xiao family. It grows a large number of spiritual herbs and grains, and brings the Xiao family tens of thousands of taels of silver in revenue every year.

The guards on the estate numbered only about fifty, which was no match for three hundred mountain bandits.

When Xiao Fan arrived at the manor, the bandits had already surrounded it and launched a fierce attack.

The walls surrounding the manor were crumbling, and several guards fought desperately, but many others perished inside.

"stop!"

Xiao Fan roared, unleashing his full power as a first-grade Yin Realm expert, instantly blasting all the surrounding bandits back.

Among the bandits emerged a bald, burly man with bulging muscles and a long scar running from his left forehead to his right jaw, making him look extremely terrifying.

"Are you Xiao Fan?" The bald man looked the man up and down. "You're not much to look at."

Xiao Fan narrowed his eyes.

This person actually possesses the cultivation level of the first rank of the Yin Realm!

He asked, "Who sent you?"

"Don't ask about them once they're dead." The bald man grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth. "Guys, let's go! Kill the men, take the women!"

Three hundred bandits roared and charged toward Xiao Fan.

Instead of retreating, Xiao Fan advanced, drew his short sword, and with a flash of light, instantly killed the three bandits at the forefront.

Zhao Tieshan led the Xiao family guards out of the manor and fought a group of bandits.

In an instant, shouts of battle shook the heavens, and blood flowed like rivers.

Xiao Fan fought against more than ten bandits single-handedly, driving them into a retreat. However, the bandits were simply too numerous; for every batch he killed, another arrived.

"Go to hell, Xiao Fan!"

The bald man finally moved. The huge ghost-headed knife in his hand made a "whooshing" sound in the air as it slashed directly at Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan dodged to the side, and with a backhand thrust of his sword, aimed for the opponent's throat.

The two fought fiercely, their swords clashing, neither able to gain the upper hand.

Although Xiao Fan's cultivation level was not high, he had the advantage of rich experience. He defeated the bald man step by step with one move after another.

"Damn it!" The bald man became more and more alarmed as he fought. He never expected that the boy in front of him would be so difficult to deal with.

Just then, the sound of rapid hoofbeats came from behind the village.

The leader was a middle-aged man wearing silver armor, none other than Yun Tianxiao.

"Xiao Fan, I'm here to help you!"

Yun Xiaotian dismounted and unleashed a palm strike towards the bald man.

When a second-grade Yin Realm cultivator unleashes their full power, it is an earth-shattering force.

The bald man was shocked and held his long knife horizontally in front of him to block the attack.

A loud "bang!"

The blade snapped in two, and the bald man was sent flying backward, crashing into three large trees, coughing up blood, and collapsing to the ground, unable to get up again.

When the bandits saw their leader defeated, they were so frightened that they scattered in panic.

"We can't let them get away!" Xiao Fan shouted, taking the lead and chasing after him.

The Xiao family's guards and the Yun family's cavalry killed all three hundred mountain bandits, leaving only a few to escape into the mountains.

Xiao Fan stepped forward and kicked the bald man in the chest.

"Tell me, who ordered you to do this?"

The bald man, his mouth full of blood, grinned maliciously: "You'll let me go if I tell you?"

"No," Xiao Fan said expressionlessly, "but I can give you a quick death."

The bald, burly man pondered for a moment, then said, "The city lord's mansion... Shen Wanshan gave me 50,000 taels of silver to destroy the Xiao family."

really……

Xiao Fan's eyes turned cold, and he killed him with a single sword strike.

"Shen Wanshan, you asked for this!"

He turned around, glanced at the corpse on the ground, and took a deep breath.

"Uncle Yun, I'll leave this estate to you. I'm going to the city lord's manor now."

Yun Xiaotian was taken aback and asked in confusion.

"What are you going to do?"

"To seek justice."

It was already late when Xiao Fan stepped into the gates of Donglin City.

He was covered in blood, his sword stained with blood, as he walked step by step toward the city lord's mansion. Pedestrians on the road made way for him, some recognizing him and showing expressions of surprise.

"The eldest son of the Xiao family?"

"Covered in blood! What happened?"

"Look, this guy is heading towards the city lord's mansion!"

The news spread like wildfire, and people all over the street gathered around, following Xiao Fan from a distance, wanting to see what had happened.

The city lord's mansion was tightly shut, with only four guards standing at the entrance. Upon seeing Xiao Fan covered in blood, they immediately became alarmed.

"Halt! Unauthorized personnel are not permitted near the City Lord's Mansion!"

Xiao Fan kept walking, coldly watching them.

When the Yin Realm's aura was fully unleashed, the four guards felt as if a mountain was pressing down on them, and they immediately knelt down.

"Open the door," Xiao Fan said calmly, his tone carrying an unquestionable authority.

The guard opened the door with trembling hands.

Xiao Fan swaggered in.

As they passed through the front courtyard and the central hall, the guards made way for them, and no one dared to stop them.

Shen Wanshan sat in a grand chair in the hall, holding a cup of tea in his hand, looking calm and composed, as if he had expected Xiao Fan's arrival.

"You're here?" He placed the teacup on the table and said casually, "You're a little late."

Xiao Fan stood in the center of the hall, his eyes meeting Shen Wanshan's.

"Are you looking for the Black Wind Stronghold people?"

"Yes." Shen Wanshan said frankly, "It's just a pity that the Xiao family, with those few good-for-nothings, really can't do anything to you."

"You think you can beat me?"

Shen Wanshan slowly stood up, a smile appearing on his face.

An aura of a third-grade Yin Realm cultivator emanated from him, making him two minor realms higher than Xiao Fan. What domineering power that was!

"Xiao Fan, how old are you?" Shen Wanshan said, hands behind his back, looking down at him. "You think you can fight me? I've been a boss for over twenty years, how could a little brat like you compare?"