Chapter Eighty: Seizing the Source

  At noon, Ye Fan returned to the small restaurant. He liked the atmosphere of having lunch with Old Man Jiang and Little Tingting.

  After dinner, Xiaoting went to wash dishes very obediently. Ye Fan saw all this and felt quite ashamed. He seemed not to have helped with anything.

  "Come on, you're still young, no need to do these things now, go take a nap and grow up well."

  "No need for brother to do it, I'll wash the dishes, and I'll wash them very clean." The little girl pushed Ye Fan to one side.

  Mr. Jiang's face was full of smiles as he collected bowls and dishes on the side, looking at his granddaughter with doting affection.

  A sudden voice broke this warm atmosphere, saying: "Two years haven't seen, this little girl has grown up a bit, can do some things now."

  A young man in his mid-twenties walked in with a faint smile on his face, casting a disdainful glance at Old Man Jiang and Ye Fan before fixing his gaze on Xiaoting.

  "Uncle, who are you? Do you know me?" Little Tingting's mouth was very sweet, although she felt some malice, but still called out "uncle" very obediently.

  "Of course I know you, I knew you when your parents were still alive." The young man had a pale complexion and thin lips, giving off an eerie feeling. He didn't beat around the bush and directly mentioned that Xiaoting's parents had passed away.

  The little girl's big eyes suddenly turned red, she still vaguely remembered her parents' appearance, and in the past often woke up crying from sleep. Later, relying on Old Man Jiang for survival, with the passage of time, she finally stopped crying in her dreams.

  At this moment, when someone mentioned her parents, she couldn't help but shed tears, turning her small body around, slowly washing the celadon bowl, her little shoulders constantly shaking.

  Seeing Xiao Tingting's sad face, Old Man Jiang changed his expression and said: "Young Master Li of the Li family, do you have something to say?"

  The young man pulled over a chair and sat down, saying, "Nothing in particular, I'm just someone who likes to hold on to the past. I came to see how you two are living."

  Old Ginger looked impassive and replied: "Thanks to Young Master Qi's blessings, we can barely scrape by."

  Ye Fan didn't say anything from the side, he had already recognized this person, it was the young man riding the dragon scale horse that morning.

  "How can I feel a grudge, Old Ginger? Are you jealous of me?" The young man looked down on him with a faint cold smile.

  This man entered the Yunxia Cave Heaven with Xiaoting's father back then, but due to his inferior talent, he was left far behind by Xiaoting's father. Moreover, he had committed evil deeds and was severely punished by Xiaoting's father, resulting in deep-seated resentment. After Xiaoting's parents passed away, it was he who allowed the Li family to seize Jiang Laobo's wine tower and inn, forcing the grandfather-granddaughter duo to almost lose their livelihood.

  "How dare I be jealous of Seventh Young Master, nothing is going on."

  A young man with thin lips gave a very sarcastic look and said, "Some things don't need to be bottled up in your heart. If you have grievances, it's better to spit them out quickly, otherwise, it will harm your body. You're already over 70 years old, but you haven't lived a good life for many years."

  Mr. Jiang's body trembled a few times, but finally calmed down again, saying: "Young Master Qi, I only want to ask you one question, otherwise I will die with my eyes open."

  "Ask away." The young man snapped open a folding fan with a crisp sound, gently waving it back and forth, looking utterly carefree.

  "I just want to know, did Tingting's parents really die accidentally?" The old man's emotions seemed to be out of control, his fists clenched tightly, his knuckles had turned pale, and his body was trembling slightly.

  Ye Fan hurried over and supported him. On the other side, Xiaoting was silently sobbing, her small body facing away from everyone, her shoulders constantly trembling, her small hands slowly washing a small ceramic bowl.

  "Old Ginger, it seems like you have a deep-seated resentment in your heart. But what's the use? You're already so old, do you still want to struggle in vain? If you were to die, your lovely little granddaughter would be left with no one to rely on."

  "How did Tingting's parents really die?" Old Man Jiang panted heavily, his chest heaving constantly, his face filled with sorrow.

  "Guess what you want." The young man snapped his folding fan shut and looked at Ye Fan, saying: "I heard that you led people to beat Liu Guanshi into a cripple?"

  Ye Fan didn't respond and stood aside, supporting Old Man Jiang. The young man glanced at him but didn't say anything else, got up and walked towards Xiaoting.

  "What are you going to do?!" Old Ginger's eyes showed a fearful expression, like an old hen spreading out his hands, blocking the way and shielding Xiaoting behind him.

  "Old Ginger, what are you tense about? Can't I even lay a hand on a little girl?" The young man carefully sized up Little Tingting, nodding repeatedly to himself and saying: "It's like... too much alike. What a pity for the Smoke Cloud Fairy, dying in vain. Two years have passed, who would have thought that your daughter is already so similar to you."

  Xiao Tingting bit her lip, although sobbing, but didn't cry out loud, as if she didn't want to cry in front of Li Jiaqi.

  A young man held a folding fan in his right hand, gently tapping his left hand and said: "Alright, Old Man Jiang, you don't have to suffer anymore. I'll take this little girl away later, and you can enjoy your old age in this small town."

  "What do you mean?!" Old Ginger suddenly panted heavily, shielding Xiaoting behind him and staring fiercely at Young Master Li.

  "This little girl is clever and handy, I'm going to take her to the Cave of Misty Clouds and have her do some things for me. It's better than following you with no food to eat."

  "No way, unless I'm dead! You can't bully people like this, Li Jia Seventh Young Master!" Old Man Jiang's anger surged up to his heart, his breathing became difficult, his eyes turned red, and his body swayed.

  Ye Fan hastily supported him.

  "Grandpa, are you okay? Don't scare Tingting..." Little Tingting hugged the old man's leg, looking up with a worried and fearful expression, tears constantly falling.

  The young man sneered, "Old Ginger, do you have to be so worked up? You need to understand that after leaving you, she will live a different life. Who knows, maybe in the future, she'll make a big splash in the world."

  Mr. Jiang panted heavily for a long time before calming down and begged: "Seventh Master, please spare us."

  "What nonsense!" The young man's face turned gloomy, looking very cold, saying: "You don't even want to let me enjoy my later years in peace, you really don't know what's good for you."

  "I'll always be with Grandpa!" Little Tingting's eyes were red and swollen as she tightly hugged Old Man Jiang's leg.

  "This time I have important things to do, tomorrow must return to the Smoke and Cloud Cave Heaven, after a few days **** personally come to take her away." The Seventh Young Master of the Li family said this, turned his body, looked at Ye Fan, and said: "When beating a dog, one must consider its master. Although it is a driven-out dog, outsiders cannot be allowed to bully it." He said this, lightly patted Ye Fan's shoulder twice, saying: "Impulsive people, their lives are hard to prolong."

  Bang

  Ye Fan suddenly sat on the ground, with a thread of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and the chair behind him was smashed to pieces.

  The young man glanced over, smiled coldly, and walked away with a swagger.

  "What's wrong with you, child?!" Old Man Jiang exclaimed in alarm, rushing over to support Ye Fan.

  "Big brother......" Xiaoting's face also showed a terrified expression, using her small hand to help Ye Fan wipe the fresh blood from the corner of his mouth.

  Ye Fan saw Li's seventh young master leaving and quickly stood up, saying: "I'm fine."

  "Really nothing?" The old man was skeptical.

  Xiao Tingting also looked tense and asked: "Big brother, are you really okay? There's blood coming out of your mouth."

  "Almost had an accident."

  "Don't worry?" Old Man Jiang's face showed concern again.

  "You misunderstood me, I meant to say that I almost couldn't help but take action, nothing happened to me. But this person is really vicious, if it were an ordinary person, after taking those two hits earlier, they would have died within half a month."

  "It's us two old men who have dragged you into this. If it were up to you, you wouldn't be suffering like this." Old Man Jiang said with self-reproach.

  "Old man, don't say that. The blood earlier was something I forced out myself." Ye Fan chuckled and said: "Speaking of which, I should thank the Seventh Young Master of the Li family for bringing me a great opportunity. He personally came here to tell me when to leave."

  "You..." Old Man Jiang looked puzzled.

  "A man as vicious as him doesn't deserve to stay in this world, and he even dares to take Tingting away, not even in the next life!"

  That night, Ye Fan remained vigilant about the Li family's movements. After midnight, he left the town and kept watch on the mountain road dozens of miles away, which was the only way to get in and out of Qingfeng Town.

  The moonlight is hazy, a dark cloud floats by, and the mountains and forests suddenly darken. The cries of unknown wild beasts are endless, and the deep night forest looks somewhat gloomy and terrifying.

  In the dead of night, a mountain road shook, and the sound of heavy hooves echoed through the air. Under the dim starlight, a dragon-scaled horse with scales shimmering in the dark like a streak of blue light came galloping swiftly.

  Ye Fan waited quietly until the Dragon Scale Horse rushed to his side, and then a fierce golden light suddenly burst out from his body, shining brightly in the darkness like a blazing sun.

  "Hmm"

  Blood splattered everywhere, dragon scales and horse hair flew in all directions as a mournful cry echoed through the air, but that person did not fall off his horse.

  Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly flipped through the Golden Book, flying out to slash. With a soft "pu" sound, the dragon-scaled horse was split in two, its corpse heavily falling to the ground, and the person on top flew out horizontally for dozens of meters before crashing to the ground.

  "Hiss"

  A silver light flashed, a half-foot-long silver spear shot rapidly towards Ye Fan, like a flash of silver lightning.

  Clang

  A flash of golden light, Ye Fan's golden book slashed onto the silver spear, and the half-foot-long small spear was instantly cut in two, falling to the ground.

  Not far away, the person who fell off from Long Lin's horse quickly jumped up and was about to rush into the mountain forest.

  At this time, Ye Fan made a move again. The golden book turned into electric sparks, tearing through the dark void, and in the blink of an eye, it slashed to the front, its momentum like a sharp blade, unstoppable. With a "pu" sound, it cut off his left leg.

  "Ah..."

  That person finally let out a miserable cry and started rolling around on the ground.

  Until then, Ye Fan finally let out a breath and cautiously approached forward, this was his first time ambushing an enemy, at first he couldn't help but feel some tension, losing a bit of accuracy.

  "Li family's Seventh Young Master, we meet again."

  The young man who was constantly rolling on the ground with blood all over his face turned pale, and when he saw clearly that it was Ye Fan, he almost didn't dare to believe it, and exclaimed: "How is it you?"

  "Is something wrong?" Ye Fan's expression was calm and he looked at him from a distance.

  "Unbelievable! It's actually you, you little scoundrel! I've really been blinded!" The seventh young master of the Li family had a ferocious expression, his face twisted in pain and anger, looking extremely intimidating.

  "Thanks to Seventh Young Master for giving me a great opportunity." Ye Fan stood in the distance, with a faint cold smile on his face.

  "You... you..." Li Jia Qi's body shook violently with rage, at this moment he was both desperate and furious.

  "How did Tingting's parents really die?" As he said this, Ye Fan's tone turned cold, a flash of golden light, and the Golden Book quickly rushed out.

  Two soft "puffs" sounded, and both of Li Jia's seventh young master's arms fell off. Ye Fan was still a bit uneasy, so he took out the Golden Rainbow again and made a light slash on his bitter sea.

  "Ah...... you little brat! Even if I become a ghost, I won't let you off!"

  "Why do people always say such useless things?" Ye Fan walked up to him and said, "You beast, you've done evil deeds, lost all sense of conscience, today is your complete retribution, I'll slowly take care of you."

  "Slap"

  Ye Fan slapped him with a palm, sending him flying four or five meters away.

  "You......" Li Jia Qi's eyes were blazing with fury.

  Ye Fan walked over and stepped on the still somewhat smooth face, saying: "Man proposes, heaven disposes, evil deeds will be punished, do you think you can live a carefree life forever?"

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