Chapter 1015: You Really Dare to Stab Me?

“What the hell, who the hell shouted?”

Lin Fan was speechless. That was just too quick to die, so fast that no one could even react.

Not even a second.

Perhaps these three-headed golden dragons didn’t even know how they died so quickly, and even more so how horrifying their deaths were.

Torn apart, their bodies disintegrated beyond recognition.

At this moment, not only was Lin Fan stunned, but Qiuzanyu and Jinzhengu were equally bewildered.

“This is too brutal,” Qiuzanyu said, still shaken.

Just as Lin Fan began to recover from the shock, the void suddenly trembled violently. One figure after another, as if they had spotted a priceless treasure, rushed forward frantically to seize it.

“What the hell…”

Words failed him. But right now, he could only admit defeat. This was the first time he’d ever seen people fight over loot with such ferocity.

The blood of the three-headed golden dragon still floated in the void, yet these people charged in without hesitation, grabbing anything they could see.

“Haha, I got the dragon’s head!”

“Hand it over!”

“You actually stole my dragon head? I’ll kill you for it!”

“I got the dragon’s tendon! Another treasure to forge, hahaha! Oh crap, who the hell took my dragon tendon!”

The scene was in chaos. Lin Fan had originally intended to get involved, but at this point, there was no way to even start. These people were just too savage.

They were sweeping everything away. The three-headed golden dragon had suffered a terrible fate. Having just succeeded in its ascension and with a bright future ahead, it was now completely destroyed.

Dismembered, not even a single piece of its body left intact. Even in death, it found no peace. Every part of its body was snatched away by these people, either for forging treasures or refining pills. Even its golden blood was fought over.

Beasts, absolute beasts.

Boom!

Fighting broke out. If they couldn’t seize it, they fought. If they couldn’t win the fight, they fled. For these cultivators, grabbing what they could and running off was the order of the day.

“Haha, I got the core! This is the best part! Everyone, retreat!” A young elder from the Tiandizong laughed maniacally, clearly holding a round, glowing core in his palm.

This core contained the essence of the three-headed golden dragon.

“Brother Liu got the core. We’ve also acquired some items. Let’s retreat, no need to keep fighting.”

“Didn’t expect us Tiandizong to get the lion’s share. What a great haul!”

The Tiandizong members immediately withdrew. This looting spree was incredibly satisfying.

As long as they brought back the core of the three-headed golden dragon, it would naturally be considered a major accomplishment.

Liu Feng, who had obtained the core, laughed wildly. But suddenly, the void froze, and a sword intent surged forth.

“This core doesn’t belong to your Tiandizong.”

Puchi!

An invisible sword qi sliced through the void, giving no one a chance to react. When Liu Feng finally realized what was happening, the arm holding the core was suddenly severed, and a giant hand from the void snatched the core away.

“Haha, excellent, excellent,” a man standing there laughed loudly, swinging the core in his hand and revealing a gleeful expression.

“Damn it!” Seeing the man, Liu Feng’s face darkened, and rage surged in his heart.

Blood poured from his severed arm. He quickly took a pill and swallowed it. His inner energy surged, and his arm regrew, though it consumed a lot of his energy.

“Li Tianzong, Qing Liantian!” Liu Feng gritted his teeth, glaring at the distant figure.

“Brother Liu, are you alright?” The disciples who had retreated back watched the person from Li Tianzong warily. They hadn’t expected the Li Tianzong to directly intervene and snatch the core.

“Liu Feng, don’t look at me like that. This is all about personal ability. We’re both at the early Golden Immortal stage, so no bullying the weak here,” Qing Liantian said with a smile.

“I’ll be taking this core now.”

Liu Feng glared at Qing Liantian, his fury rising, but he was helpless.

Meanwhile, others around them had already taken what they wanted and begun to retreat, some leaving immediately. This place was too dangerous to linger.

Both Tiandizong and Litianzong were among the Nine Great Sects. Some people knew better than to get involved and didn’t want to be dragged into this mess.

“Damn it, who the hell shouted that?” Lin Fan was speechless. The death was so swift that it was hard to process. It didn’t even take a second. Perhaps the three-headed golden dragon didn’t even know how it died so quickly and so horrifically—shattered into pieces, its remains incomplete.

At this moment, not only was Lin Fan dumbfounded, but Qiu Zhanyu and Jin Zhengu were also completely stunned. “This is too brutal,” Qiu Zhanyu said, still shaken.

Just as Lin Fan was processing what had happened, the void suddenly trembled. One after another, figures rushed forward as if they had spotted some incredible treasure, frantically grabbing at everything.

“Damn it…” Lin Fan was utterly convinced. It was the first time he had seen such aggressive looting. The blood of the three-headed golden dragon was still floating in the void, yet these people charged in without hesitation, grabbing whatever they could.

“Haha, I got the dragon’s head!”

“Hand it over!”

“You dare steal my dragon’s head? I’ll fight you for it!”

“I got the dragon’s tendon! I can craft another treasure now. Haha, damn it, who’s stealing my dragon’s tendon?”

The scene was chaotic. Lin Fan had initially planned to join in, but now he couldn’t even find an opening. These people were downright savage. The three-headed golden dragon had just successfully ascended, with a bright future ahead, but now it was completely gone—not even a whole corpse remained. Even in death, it wasn’t left in peace. Every part of its body was snatched away, either for crafting or alchemy, even the golden blood was fought over.

Animals. Absolute animals.

Boom!

Fights broke out. If they couldn’t grab it, they fought. If they couldn’t win, they ran. For these strong individuals, grabbing something and leaving was the norm.

“Haha, I got the core! This is the best part. Heaven and Earth Sect, retreat!” A young elder from the Heaven and Earth Sect laughed maniacally, holding a round core in his hand—the essence of the three-headed golden dragon.

“Elder Liu got the core! We’ve got some things too. Let’s retreat, no need to fight anymore.”

“Who would’ve thought our Heaven and Earth Sect would come out on top? This is a huge win!”

The Heaven and Earth Sect quickly retreated. This looting had been incredibly satisfying. Bringing back the core of the three-headed golden dragon would surely be a great merit.

Elder Liu Feng laughed uncontrollably, but suddenly, the void froze, and a sword intent struck.

“The core doesn’t belong to your Heaven and Earth Sect.”

Swoosh!

An invisible sword qi sliced through the void, leaving no room for reaction. By the time Liu Feng realized what was happening, his arm holding the core was severed, and a giant hand in the void snatched the core away.

“Haha, not bad, not bad.” A man stood there, laughing as he waved the core in his hand, a look of delight on his face.

“Damn it!” Liu Feng’s expression darkened, rage boiling within him. Blood poured from his severed arm as he quickly took a pill, his internal energy surging as the arm regenerated, though it cost him a significant amount of energy.

“Liu Feng, don’t look at me like that. It’s all about skill. We’re both at the early Golden Immortal stage—no bullying here,” Qing Lian Tian said with a smile.

“I’ll be taking this core now.”

Liu Feng glared at Qing Lian Tian, furious but helpless. Others around them had also grabbed what they wanted and retreated, some leaving immediately. This place was too dangerous to linger.

The Heaven and Earth Sect and the Rift Sky Sect were both among the nine great sects. Some knew better than to provoke them and didn’t want to get involved in this mess.

“Liu Feng, why are you looking at me like that? Not satisfied? I’ll give you a chance. Let’s duel. If you win, you can take the core. If you lose…” Qing Lian Tian, having just succeeded in his sneak attack, was brimming with excitement.

Suddenly.

“Do you really think the Heaven and Earth Sect is easy to bully?”

Swoosh!

A line of energy erupted from the heavens. Qing Lian Tian was stunned. He didn’t see the figure, but the sharp energy was closing in on him.

Liu Feng was shocked, unsure of what was happening.

“My sword…”

A Heaven and Earth Sect elder exclaimed as his low-grade treasure flew out of his hand, heading straight for Qing Lian Tian.

“What’s this?” Liu Feng was confused.

At that moment, a figure flashed into existence beside Qing Lian Tian.

“You…” Qing Lian Tian was startled, but suddenly, he felt a sharp sword intent enveloping him.

It was as if he was trapped in an endless sea of sword intent, a pressure he had never experienced before.

Lin Fan smirked, and in an instant, his figure vanished as if he had never been there.

Early Golden Immortal stage?

For others, crossing levels was impossible, but for Lin Fan, it was effortless. In the blink of an eye, before anyone could even see what had happened, Lin Fan was already standing before the Heaven and Earth Sect members. He tossed the core to the dumbfounded Liu Feng and returned the sword.

“Who are you?” Liu Feng was still in shock, unable to comprehend what had just happened.

Lin Fan took out his token, and Liu Feng’s eyes widened.

“You’re the Divine Son, Lin Fan!”

“You bastard, how dare you steal my core!” Qing Lian Tian, still unaware of what had transpired, roared at Lin Fan.

“Haha, Qing Lian Tian, the core isn’t yours anymore. My junior brother Lin took it,” Liu Feng said.

“You’re asking for death…” Qing Lian Tian was furious and took a step forward.

But as he took that step, he was utterly terrified. And it wasn’t just him—Liu Feng and the others were also completely stunned, as if they had seen a ghost.

Swoosh!

Both legs were severed!

His arms were also cut off.

He was completely reduced to a human stick.

“You cut off my sect brother’s arm, so I’ll cut off your limbs. Fair trade,” Lin Fan said with a smile.

But deep down, he was furious. If only he could kill him, it would be so satisfying.

“I’ll kill you!” Qing Lian Tian roared, his energy surging as his limbs regenerated.

“Haha, Qing Lian Tian, this is karma. You should be grateful my junior brother didn’t kill you,” Liu Feng laughed.

Lin Fan, who had been feeling regretful, suddenly froze.

“What did you just say?” Lin Fan asked.

Liu Feng was confused. “What? Karma?”

“No, the last part.”

“Grateful he didn’t kill you?”

“Yes, that. What would happen if I killed him?”

Liu Feng blinked. “Nothing much. You’d just have to be careful of revenge in the future.”

“No trouble for the sect?” Lin Fan seemed to have discovered something big.

“No, it’s just a matter of skill. No one can blame…” Before Liu Feng could finish, Lin Fan vanished again.

“My sword!” The elder who had just lost his weapon exclaimed once more.

But by the time everyone realized what was happening, something terrifying occurred.

Swoosh!

Swoosh!

Lin Fan, holding the sword, stabbed Qing Lian Tian repeatedly.

Qing Lian Tian, in his frenzy, stared in disbelief at the person stabbing him.

“You really dare to stab me…”

Liu Feng was also dumbfounded. Did junior brother Lin really just kill Qing Lian Tian?

Lin Fan was now feeling incredibly satisfied. He had initially been worried about causing trouble for the sect, but after hearing Liu Feng’s words, he no longer cared.

He wasn’t afraid of revenge. Bring it on. The more, the better. He’d cut them all down.

“Ding, congratulations on killing an early Golden Immortal.”

“Ding, congratulations on gaining experience…”

Lin Fan was now feeling ecstatic. This was so satisfying.

Suddenly, Lin Fan turned his gaze to the Rift Sky Sect disciples.

Those disciples, noticing Lin Fan’s gaze, trembled in fear. They hadn’t expected their senior brother Qing Lian Tian to actually be killed.

Lin Fan frowned. They were all trash, not worth the experience. Killing them would be a waste of effort.

“Leave everything behind and get lost.”

The Rift Sky Sect disciples immediately dropped their loot and fled, pale-faced, like the wind.

Suddenly—

“Do you really think Tiandizong is easy to bully?”

Xiu!

Like a line drawn across the sky, a powerful aura erupted.

Qing Liantian was startled, unable to see the opponent’s figure, but the sharp aura was rapidly closing in on him.

Liu Feng was shocked, not knowing what was happening.

“My sword…”

At this moment, an elder from Tiandizong cried out in alarm as his low-tier treasure flew from his grasp, directly heading toward Qing Liantian.

“What is this?” Liu Feng was taken aback.

At that moment, a figure suddenly appeared, materializing right beside Qing Liantian.

“You…” Qing Liantian was shocked, but suddenly felt a sharp sword intent envelop him.

It was as if he were trapped in an endless sea of sword intent. This pressure was unlike anything Qing Liantian had ever experienced before.

Lin Fan’s lips curled into a cold smile. In an instant, his figure vanished, as if he had never been there at all.

Early Golden Immortal?

Others couldn’t overcome such a gap, but for Lin Fan, it was effortless.

In the blink of an eye, no one could even see what had happened.

Lin Fan had already appeared before the Tiandizong disciples, tossing the core to Liu Feng, who was staring in disbelief, and returning the sword to its owner.

“Who are you?” Liu Feng was shocked, still unaware of what had just occurred.

Lin Fan directly presented his badge, and Liu Feng was stunned. “You’re the divine prodigy Lin Fan.”

“Damn you! How dare you steal my core!” At this moment, Qing Liantian still didn’t know what had happened, furiously shouting at Lin Fan.

“Haha, Qing Liantian, this core is no longer yours. It was taken by my junior brother Lin,” Liu Feng said.

“Die!” Qing Liantian was furious and immediately took a step forward.

But as he took that step, he was utterly terrified.

And he wasn’t the only one. Even Liu Feng and the others were completely stunned, as if they had seen a ghost.

Puchi!

Both legs shattered!

Both arms were simultaneously severed.

He was utterly reduced to a torso.

“You dare sever one limb of my fellow disciple? I’ll cut off all four of yours. A fair trade indeed,” Lin Fan said with a smile.

But inside, he was furious. If only he could kill him, how satisfying that would be.

“I’ll kill you!” Qing Liantian roared, his energy surging as his limbs regrew.

“Haha, Qing Liantian, that’s karma. You should be grateful my junior brother didn’t kill you,” Liu Feng laughed loudly.

Lin Fan, who had just been feeling a bit regretful, suddenly froze upon hearing these words.

“Wait, what did you just say?” Lin Fan asked.

Liu Feng blinked. “What’s wrong? Karma?”

“No, the part after that.”

“You should be grateful he didn’t kill you?”

“Yes, that part. If he had killed you, what would have happened?” Lin Fan asked.

Liu Feng blinked again. “Nothing much. He’s just dead. We’d just have to be careful about retaliation in the future.”

“No trouble for the sect?” Lin Fan seemed to have realized something important.

“No, after all, it’s just a matter of poor cultivation skills. It’s not someone else’s…” Liu Feng hadn’t finished speaking when suddenly, Lin Fan’s figure vanished again.

“My sword!” The elder who had just lost his weapon cried out again.

But when everyone finally reacted, a terrifying scene unfolded before them.

Puchi!

Puchi!

Lin Fan, holding the sword, stabbed it directly into Qing Liantian.

The furious Qing Liantian looked at the person stabbing him with the sword in disbelief.

“You actually dared stab me…”

Liu Feng was also stunned. Did his junior brother really kill Qing Liantian?

Lin Fan felt a surge of exhilaration. He had initially hesitated to cause trouble for the sect, but now, after hearing Liu Feng’s words, what was there to fear?

He had never feared retaliation in his life.

The more the better. Kill them all.

The best would be if they all came at once, so he could kill them all together.

“Ding! Congratulations on defeating a Golden Immortal-level expert.”

“Ding! Congratulations on gaining experience…”

Lin Fan felt an immense sense of satisfaction. This was truly exhilarating.

Suddenly, Lin Fan turned his gaze toward the disciples of Litianzong.

When they saw Lin Fan looking at them, they were so frightened their limbs trembled. They hadn’t expected their senior brother Qing Liantian to actually be killed.

Lin Fan frowned. They were all trash anyway, not worth the experience. Killing them would be a waste of effort.

“Leave everything here and scram.”

The disciples of Litianzong immediately left everything behind and fled like the wind, their faces pale with terror.