Chapter 25: Monstrous Killing Intent

This short, fat old man was naturally Zu Qing Tan. A moment ago, he was still laughing strangely.

Seeing Lu Fan's face, he was suddenly stunned, then a trace of wild joy appeared on his face, and his eyes were even slightly cunning and proud.

His gaze condensed, Lu Fan frowned at Zu Qing Tan, but turned to Xing Yu and smiled: "Miss Xing Yu, I wasn't wrong, right!"

Xing Yu's heart skipped a beat, her little heart beating wildly, and she hurriedly walked over, bowing to President Zhao: "President, this gentleman..."

Zhao Fu Chuan waved his hand, stopping her words, and scolded: "Gentleman? Don't be rude to the Master!" He looked coldly at Xing Yu, scaring her so much that she staggered and was about to fall.

If Lu Fan hadn't supported her, her tender, white, pretty face would have been covered in art refining soot.

Lu Fan smiled lightly, and Xing Yu's face turned even redder, full of shyness!

"I am Zhao Zhenchuan, I have met Master Lu." Zhao Fu Chuan bowed slightly, not having the slightest bit of neglect because Lu Fan was young.

Lu Fan's performance earlier had completely conquered him. He had all kinds of questions in his heart, almost unable to hold them back. But seeing his old rival Zu Qing Tan here, he frowned, and a plan came to mind.

He didn't change his expression, moved slightly to the side, and quietly blocked Zu Qing Tan.

Zu Qing Tan was slightly stunned, then immediately understood. He knew what kind of person Old Ghost Zhao was! The other party must have also realized Lu Fan's extraordinary nature and wanted to eat alone!

Lu Fan was clearly discovered by him, Zu Qing Tan, first; Old Ghost Zhao was truly shameless.

Thinking of this, his old face turned cold, and he pulled Zhao Zhenchuan over, loudly protesting.

"Old Ghost Zhao, what do you mean? You're deliberately targeting me! If you don't make it clear today, I won't be finished with you!"

"Hmph! Zu the Skinner, this is my place, I do what I want, what does it have to do with you?" Zhao Zhenchuan fought back, the two of them baring their teeth and brandishing their claws, not looking like presidents at all, just like two ruffians.

The people who came to watch were used to it, just looking at Lu Fan with curiosity. They wondered what kind of background this kid had, that the two presidents would actually fight over him—it was truly unbelievable.

Lu Fan was indifferent, sitting directly on a chair on the side, acting as if he were watching a good show.

Zhao Zhenchuan and Zu Qing Tan were tired of arguing, and seeing Lu Fan sitting on the side, they were both horrified.

They immediately turned into a whirlwind, one on the left and one on the right, sitting beside Lu Fan, preparing to ask about his well-being and show off.

"Hmph! Who let you sit over here!" Lu Fan snorted coldly, the previous sunny sky turning into thunder and lightning.

This voice was loud, and everyone inside and outside the forbidden room heard it clearly, all of them horrified. They thought this kid was too ignorant, actually being so rude to the two presidents, really thinking he was something!

However, just at this moment, Zhao Zhenchuan and Zu Qing Tan stood up, again looking like wrong-doing little disciples, bending over and standing in front of Lu Fan, not even daring to breathe loudly.

"Foul smoke and chaotic atmosphere!" Lu Fan stood up slowly, furious, pointing at the two people in front of him and scolding: "The dignified Rune Master Guild has become a vegetable market. Do you two have to make the whole Yuyang City laugh at you?"

He snorted coldly, then said earnestly: "We rune masters contemplate the ultimate truth of heaven and earth, transforming the creation of the underworld into the square inch.

All things in the red dust of the world are floating clouds. You two are also presidents, you cannot mislead yourselves and others!"

As soon as these words fell, everyone watching felt their doubts suddenly cleared. Vaguely, it was as if a door had opened in front of them. The Rune Dao and art refining mysteries they had been craving were clearly right in front of them.

Everyone was stunned, immediately understanding. Lu Fan looked young, but his understanding of the Rune Dao was a hundred or a thousand times stronger than theirs. President Zhao and the other were so humble, not toward the teenager in front of them, but toward the Rune Dao.

"Thank you, Master Lu, for your teaching!" Zhao Zhenchuan and Zu Qing Tan bowed ninety degrees together; it was hard to imagine how their old waists could be so stiff.

Everyone around also bowed together, extremely devout. The shocked Xing Yu and Commander Wang looked strange.

The Rune Master Guild was full of monsters; they had seen many, and thinking about it this way, they could understand.

Shaking his head, Lu Fan said lightly: "As long as you two understand, get up! This kind of great gift is hard for you too!"

Zhao Zhenchuan tidied his clothes, and seeing Lu Fan's anger had dissipated, he couldn't suppress his doubts anymore, asking carefully: "Master Lu, True Fire Pill Refining is a supernatural power that only a sixth-tier Rune Venerable is qualified to perform, how could you..."

Everyone stretched their necks, listening attentively, afraid of missing a single word and delaying their Rune Dao path.

Lu Fan frowned, then pouted, "True Fire Pill Refining? You must be senile! It's a mandatory homework for high-level art refining apprentices; you can't even see True Qi condensing into fire, yet you have the nerve to be the President of the Rune Master Guild."

He stretched out his hand, raised it slightly, and True Yang Qi burned fiercely.

Everyone around suddenly realized, Zhao Zhenchuan's old face flushed red, but he lowered his head again, wishing he could drill into the ground, unable to face everyone present. He only blamed himself for being too shocked to see it clearly.

"This is Flame Skill?" Xing Yu was shocked, unable to help but blurt out; she had been practicing this skill recently and recognized it instantly.

Everyone in the hall heard this, and their expressions changed drastically. They stared at Lu Fan's hand again, and after a little discrimination, they were boiling over.

"Flame Skill? Isn't this a trash skill of Yellow Grade low-grade! How could it have such power?"

"Impossible! I came from a poor background and practiced Flame Skill when I was young; it definitely doesn't have this power!"

"It is Flame Skill, there is no mistake about that, it's just that the power is so strong! It has the power of a Yellow Grade peak fire attribute skill!"

Zhao and Zu were even more surprised. As presidents, they immediately realized the power of Ye Fei's True Yang Qi.

If they could figure out the reason for the mutation of this skill and promote it, the strength of the base-level art refining apprentices of the entire Rune Master Guild would skyrocket tenfold, and their future would be limitless.

This was an excellent opportunity for the guild to rise, and the two looked at each other, seeing each other's intentions in their eyes.

Zhao Fu Chuan turned slowly, his old body suddenly erupting with a powerful aura, pressing toward the door.

"Everyone get out within three breaths!"

His aura changed, the demeanor of a fourth-tier Great Rune Master erupted, and his fiery temper exploded with his words.

Which of the people present hadn't been tortured by this irritable president? In only one and a half breaths, the door was empty, and everyone had vanished.

"Slap!"

Profound light appeared, and the restriction fell. Inside the entire forbidden room, only Lu Fan and Zhao and Zu remained.

"Master Lu, the people below have no rules, making you laugh!" Zhao Zhenchuan smiled awkwardly, saying some useless polite words.

"If you have something to say, say it!" Ye Fei frowned; he had seen all the little actions of Zhao and Zu, and had already realized their intentions.

"This... Zu the Skinner, you do this kind of thing often, you say it!" Zhao Zhenchuan pushed Zu Qing Tan, signaling him to speak.

Zu Qing Tan wasn't happy this time; what did he mean by he did this kind of thing often? He was about to make a scene, but was stopped by Lu Fan's look, unable to utter half a word.

"Fine! I know what you two are thinking; you just want to ask for my Flame Skill, right! Just say it directly!"

Lu Fan shook his head; he had important things to do today and couldn't be bothered to grind with them.

Zhao and Zu were overjoyed. A moment ago, Lu Fan was still indifferent, insisting they bring treasures to trade for the "Flame Skill," so why was he so generous this time?

The "Transmission Assembly" was their advantage, and the risk was all on Lu Fan. They hadn't paid anything, yet they had exchanged for the improvement of the guild's art refining apprentices. If it really was held as wished, I'm afraid...

Just as they were imagining, Lu Fan left two slips of paper and left directly.

In the corner of a tavern, Lu Fan ordered a few small dishes and drank by himself.

"When the Transmission Assembly is held, it will be the time for me, Lu Fan, to rise. Old Ghost Yuwen, the Sacred Martial Hall collects faith for you in this world; I will cut off your faith foundation at the Transmission Assembly!"

He muttered to himself, and one scene after another since his rebirth floated to his mind. Past grievances, "current" love and hatred, now a crucial step had been taken, waiting for the opportunity to arrive.

Just at this moment, a pair of man and woman walked into the tavern, immediately attracting Lu Fan's attention.

The two looked like father and daughter, dressed as street performers. The father held an ancient zither, playing an unknown melody, while the daughter sang along, pleasant to the ear, making the eating crowd applaud loudly.

"Yo! Letting such a pretty girl come out to perform, old man, you're truly heartless!" A light whistle sounded, and a young man in a flowery green outfit stumbled over.

"Little girl, give Grandpa a smile!"

This young man was clearly a wealthy playboy, used to doing this kind of thing to good families. As he spoke, his right hand reached out to lift the girl's chin, while his left hand reached around her waist, wanting to embrace her.

In this situation, the singing girl looked slightly panicked, but there was calm in her eyes, and even a trace of disgust.

And her father, the ancient zither he was playing, hadn't even been put down, showing no intention of helping at all.

Lu Fan's gaze condensed; this pair of father and daughter had ghosts. He raised his eyebrows, flashed, and arrived beside the young man.

With a twist of his large hand, he grabbed the other party and swung him into the air!

"Ah!" The young man screamed, holding his arm, in extreme pain. He crashed onto a wine table, a mess everywhere.

"Break one of your arms as a punishment! Get lost!"

The playboy young man, who had originally had a resentful gaze, was scared pale by Lu Fan's cold look. As if he had seen the King of Hell, he crawled away and fled.

"Many thanks to the Young Master for the rescue, this little girl Xiulan, extremely grateful!"

Xiulan was slightly stunned, then turned into a panicked look, bowing to Lu Fan, seeming as if the fright from the young man hadn't yet dissipated, her body trembling slightly, making people feel pity. Her father also became submissive, as if he had truly escaped a great disaster.

Lu Fan smiled slightly, walked forward two steps, almost sticking

This youth must never be offended!

Both of them were terrified, thinking of the same thing. They looked at each other again and nodded slightly.

Just at this moment, Lu Fan's voice rang in their ears, "My Blazing Flame Skill does indeed have some changes; you two guessed correctly. Have you thought about what you want to trade for it?"