The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign-Chapter 351 - 341: This is Advice, and also a Warning!

Why do ordinary people panic in the face of their superiors? Why do they feel an invisible pressure overwhelming them? In a word, it's all because of aura and presence.

And now, as the tyrannical aura Qin Fan had unleashed from slaying Lan Xiaosheng exploded outward, the dozens of Medicine Valley members surrounding him subconsciously froze. The reason was simple: a dangerous presence was surging toward them. The scent of death was in the air. In that instant, the feeling of facing Yama, the King of Hell, enveloped their entire beings.

"I'll oblige you!!!"

Those words pierced their hearts like a death sentence from Yama himself!

SWISH!

In their brief moment of daze, Qin Fan lashed out with the Hemp Vine Whip!

CRACK! 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

Before they could recover, the fierce Whip Force coiled around them! With a whoosh, the three-meter-long Soft Whip ensnared three Medicine Valley members. Amidst Qin Fan's sneer, his right hand lifted, flicked, and tossed them into the air! The three men were slammed heavily onto the ground, the breath knocked from their lungs.

These so-called Dark Energy Martial Artists were utterly helpless before Qin Fan. Combat power? Nonexistent!

HISS! HISS! HISS!

The sound of the whip whistling through the air continued. Three breaths later, when the cracking of the whip finally ceased, not a single one of the dozens of Dark Energy members remained standing.

"Stop!"

Just as the last man fell, a savage roar shot toward the heavens. Qin Fan looked up and saw a dozen figures rapidly approaching. The one who had shouted was the middle-aged man in the lead. His once-refined face was now a mask of chilling ferocity and monstrous rage.

"Oh? A Transformation Realm expert?" Qin Fan murmured with an amused chuckle, a single eyebrow raised.

He retracted the Hemp Vine Whip and clasped his hands behind his back, watching mockingly as the group from Medicine Valley charged toward him.

"It's you!!!"

However, as the distance between them closed, two startled cries suddenly erupted from the group.

SWISH!

Led by Yao Junxian, everyone snapped their heads to look at the two Medicine Valley members who had cried out.

"You know him?" Yao Junxian demanded, his brows tightly furrowed and the muscles on his face twitching.

"Valley Master, he's the bastard who snatched our Pill Furnace for twenty billion!" the member who had previously followed Yao Jianjia growled, glaring at Qin Fan with gritted teeth.

"In the end, I have to thank you two unlucky fools. If it weren't for you, it would have taken me quite some time to find the heart of your Medicine Valley! Heh, thanks!" Qin Fan said, turning to mock the two men.

His words instantly drenched the pair in a cold sweat.

Damn it, how can this bastard say that? Isn't he just trying to frame us in front of the Valley Master and the Elders?

As expected, after Qin Fan spoke, all the members of Medicine Valley turned to stare intently at the two men.

"You led an outsider here?" Yao Junxian seethed, wave after wave of fury burning within him.

"No, no, Valley Master! It wasn't us! How could we possibly lead him here? I wouldn't dare violate the rules of Medicine Valley even if you gave me a hundred times the courage! This bastard must be trying to sow discord and frame us, he must be!"

Listening to the pale-faced man's panicked explanation, Qin Fan laughed. "Hey, you, the Valley Master, right? I just put a tracker on them to find my way here, no need to give them a hard time. Oh, right, you must be that fool Yao Jianjia's father! No wonder your intelligence levels are so similar. Like father, like daughter!"

"You ignorant brat! How dare you be so insolent to the Valley Master!"

The moment Qin Fan finished, everyone except for Yao Junxian and the two unlucky men pointed and roared at him in unison.

"Not only do I dare to be insolent, but if you all keep yapping, I'll dare to kill every last one of you," Qin Fan said, shaking his head disdainfully. "Retract your fingers. This is both a piece of advice and a warning!"

As he spoke the final words, his arrogant tone became laced with a profound coldness. Struck by this sudden chill, the Elders of Medicine Valley unconsciously pulled their hands back. A moment later, they realized they had been intimidated by a mere youth, and a surge of shame-fueled rage washed over them.

But before they could speak, Yao Junxian gasped, "You know Jianjia?"

Yao Jianjia was the beloved Third Miss of Medicine Valley, cherished by all, and she was Yao Junxian's most adored jewel. Hearing her name from Qin Fan's lips sent him into a panic.

"I almost couldn't stop myself from killing her," Qin Fan replied with a smile, his hands still behind his back. "Her foolishness isn't cute, it's just annoying."

"You... you... damn you! You should be grateful you didn't harm a single hair on her head. Otherwise, I guarantee you would die a miserable death, so gruesome that not even your bones would remain!" Yao Junxian shrieked hysterically in response to Qin Fan's arrogant laughter. At the same time, the aura of his Transformation Realm cultivation erupted from his body.

The Valley Master's killing intent was now sky-high. He had to extinguish any potential threat to Yao Jianjia in its cradle. Since Qin Fan had delivered himself to their doorstep, he would not be allowed to leave alive—not for the secrets of Medicine Valley, nor for the future safety of his daughter. He would not let the tiger return to the mountain. As far as he was concerned, Qin Fan had to die.

"On your own? Or with all of you? Sorry to be blunt, but all of you are trash," Qin Fan taunted, shaking his head with open contempt.

"Insolence!" an Elder, whose age was impossible to guess from his appearance, bellowed.

Like an arrow, he shot forth from his spot. His hands danced in the air, and as they moved, countless leaves were torn from the surrounding trees and sent swirling. Each leaf was like a knife, each one like a sword, all imbued with the formidable power of a Grandmaster.

"Go!"

With a motion resembling a Tai Chi push, the Elder thrust his hands forward and let out a great roar.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

The sky full of blade-like leaves, radiating boundless killing intent, flew toward Qin Fan. A single one of these leaves could pierce walls and shatter steel. A single leaf could slice a throat and sever a neck. But now, there wasn't just one leaf, but hundreds upon hundreds of them, a deadly storm of foliage.

As the leaves shot forward, silence fell. Everyone, including Yao Junxian, held their breath and watched with piercing eyes. A cold smile appeared on each of their faces. No outsider who dared trespass in Medicine Valley had ever left alive, and none ever would.

In their eyes, Qin Fan was already a dead man. How could a wet-behind-the-ears punk possibly withstand a Grandmaster's lethal divine skill? That was a joke. The joke of the century.

But they overlooked one thing: the dozens of Dark Energy Martial Artists lying at Qin Fan's feet—warriors he had effortlessly and cleanly annihilated in a matter of breaths without so much as breaking a sweat. A punk? No. This was a peerless bandit who had come to claim the mountain for himself.