Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 277 - 133: The Great Yan Dynasty’s Envoy! Daoist Priest Fan is Very Satisfied! (A 10,000-word Mega - - Please Subscribe)_6
Each of them looked resplendent in their attire, and each appeared to come from a deeply learned family, but once they encountered the existence of Daoist Priest Fan, they became like quails, speechless, their faces filled with terror.
Suddenly.
Yun Jiuqing felt someone poking her, and when she turned her head, she saw it was someone she knew.
This person, at a glance, was obviously a young lady from one of the noble families in the Prefecture Government; she was looking at Fan Wu’s back, silently swallowing her saliva.
Then.
She suppressed the shock in her heart and whispered to Yun Jiuqing, "Jiuqing, how did you get here? And that... that person, who is he? Why is his presence so frightening?"
Yun Jiuqing simply replied, "I was dragged here by those three guys... As for the person you’re asking about?"
Yun Jiuqing raised a mischievous smile, "Do you know how the Fu Clan was reduced to nothing but a name some days ago?"
Her voice did not lower.
In such a quiet environment, Yun Jiuqing’s voice was exceptionally clear.
For a moment... everyone present couldn’t help but prick up their ears.
The young lady who had questioned Yun Jiuqing immediately nodded, replying quietly, "Of course, I know. These past few days, my father has been constantly talking about Daoist Priest Fan, who extinguished the Fu Clan. It’s said that Daoist Priest Fan, on his own, caused the Fu Clan to exist in name only, his cultivation is said to be terrifyingly profound."
"That person is Daoist Priest Fan," said Yun Jiuqing in a tone full of mischievous glee, delivering a shockingly blunt statement.
The young lady in front of Yun Jiuqing was dumbstruck on the spot!
She looked completely flabbergasted!
That...
That person...
Is Daoist Priest Fan?!
Boom!!!!!
An overwhelming shock swept through the inn. Nearly everyone had racing hearts. Each one of them had their eyes bulging, as if they wanted their eyeballs to pop out onto the floor.
"Fan... Daoist Priest Fan? That... that person is the legendary Daoist Priest Fan from Qiulong Temple, Fan Wu Daoist Priest?" A young scion from a noble family, unable to suppress the horror in his heart, blurted out despite the pain from the injuries he was trying to ignore.
This uncontrollable exclamation was like detonating a bomb.
The entire inn plunged into an unprecedented uproar!
"No... can it be? That Daoist Priest Fan, who left the Fu Clan in name only, has come here? And I have actually seen Daoist Priest Fan? I... I must not be dreaming, am I?"
"Doesn’t your injury hurt anymore? If it still does, that means you’re not dreaming!"
"Hiss! The Yun Clan’s young lady’s words... they couldn’t... be false, could they?"
"I’ve heard that Daoist Priest Fan is extremely tall and burly, and that he carries a large sword on his back. It seems to match perfectly!"
"Mother! It’s really that Daoist Priest Fan!!!!!"
"Hiss!!!!!!"
"..."
Upon learning the identity of the imposing man before them, a group of noble scions from the Great Zhou Dynasty were even more terrified. For they knew that the name "Daoist Priest Fan" had, in recent days, become almost synonymous with "Great Demon"!
The hundreds of souls from the Fu Clan are probably still wandering on the Naihe Bridge!
Oh wait...
It’s possible they don’t even have souls anymore, having been utterly annihilated!
That’s even more terrifying!
The reaction of the noble scions from the Great Zhou Dynasty caused the envoys from the Great Yan Dynasty to be somewhat puzzled. When they arrived in Nanjun Prefecture Government, the Fu Clan had already been in name only for some time.
Moreover, even if these envoys had known about this earlier, they wouldn’t have had much sentiment towards it.
After all, they had no concept of the Fu Clan’s influence. As for a family that was annihilated in a single day... they couldn’t possibly have any significant feelings about it.
So they were very confused now.
Quite astonished.
"Envoy... this person seems to be quite famous around here. And also... how can he be so tall? I’m sure even the bravest warrior in our Great Yan Dynasty’s army doesn’t come close to his size," the burly man next to the elder couldn’t help but say in a tone filled with shock.
"Indeed, he is uncommonly towering," said the elder with the same solemn expression on his face, "And... also uncommonly terrifying!"
He could vaguely sense the terrifying power contained within Fan Wu, which truly alarmed him.
Especially when he realized that Fan Wu did not seem particularly old...
The elder was even more astonished!
A man who looked to be in his early twenties at most.
How could he impose such an oppressive feeling?
The elder couldn’t figure it out!
At the same time.
It was Fan Wu who suddenly spoke, under the gaze that was either fearful, shocked, incredulous, or puzzled: "I have heard that the envoys of the Great Yan Dynasty have set a banquet here, inviting the cultivators of the prefecture to spar and exchange pointers."
As his voice rang out, the voices of the others quickly fell silent, because none dared to interrupt Fan Wu.
Fan Wu’s gaze wandered among the group of Great Yan envoys.
His gaze lingered more on the muscles of these people.
A slight, almost kind smile lifted the corners of Fan Wu’s mouth.
He continued, "I am Fan Wu from Qiulong County, specifically here to ask for guidance."
Ask for guidance?
The Great Yan envoys looked at each other for a moment.
Faced with such a man asking for guidance, they felt a sense of tension unanimously. Fortunately, they were not very aware of what kind of existence the Fu Clan was, so their reaction was not as exaggerated as those from the aristocratic families.
After a moment of thought, the elder spoke to a young man in the open space, "Ah Hu, do you feel confident?"
The Ah Hu he mentioned was the Great Yan Cultivator who had just previously sent ’Young Master Bai’ flying with a single punch.
Ah Hu looked at Fan Wu with a serious expression.
He took a deep breath.
Suddenly, he too smiled like Fan Wu, as if this could lessen his stress, struggling to keep his tone light yet with a hint of gravity and confidence, he responded, "Please rest assured, Envoy. Ah Hu will not let you down!"
With these words.
The Great Yan Cultivator known as "Ah Hu" accepted Fan Wu’s request for guidance.
Then.
Ah Hu saw Fan Wu approaching, and as Fan Wu got closer and closer to him, Ah Hu had to tilt his head higher and higher. Because only then could he see Fan Wu’s face.
"You’re the tallest person I have ever seen," said Ah Hu, his confident smile fading as every muscle in his body tensed. He spoke up with a concentrated voice.
He himself was over six feet tall, which translated to nearly 1.9 meters, yet he still did not match up to Fan Wu, having to look up when facing him.
Fan Wu grinned and said, "You cultivators from the Great Yan Dynasty are the purest group of cultivators I have seen amongst the many!"
"Purity?" Ah Hu frowned.
"Take it as a compliment," Fan Wu said, as he removed the Demon-slaying Sword and slowly shed his robe.
Revealing his extremely exaggerated muscles.
"Come on, I’ll give you three moves," Fan Wu said with a fierce smile: "Consider it my respect for your muscles."
"Arrogant!" Ah Hu’s face turned solemn. He could not hold back the anger in his heart in response to Fan Wu’s seemingly provocative words. With a single stamp of his foot, the ground ’thud’ indented with his footprint.
Like a ghost, his figure closed in on Fan Wu in the blink of an eye, his iron fist furiously lashing out!!
Striking right at Fan Wu’s abdomen!
Boom!!!!
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