Chapter 77: Secret Order

Lu Fan witnessed this scene, smiled faintly, and said nonchalantly: "A mere four Martial Kings, do you really think you are some kind of big shot?" He kicked Wei Kuangdao lightly, pouted, and added:

"This guy was also acting all-powerful just a moment ago, and now isn't he just like a pile of rotten mud, left for me to handle?"

He looked mocking, not caring about the four people in front of him at all, as if they were insignificant.

"Audacious Lu Fan, we considered your extraordinary talent, but we didn't expect you to be so ignorant of life and death! Fine, we were originally going to take you back to the clan, but it seems we won't need to waste any effort. You and Lu Gucheng will be punished together; choose a day to return to Great Qian!"

The four's gazes turned cold, and they spoke in unison, their movements identical. Their True Qi erupted, connecting into one, like a vast ocean, endless.

The Ye Family elders were all shocked and stepped back. They were clearly not the targets of the four, but the mere residual aura was enough to force the group to retreat repeatedly.

Lu Erye also felt the pressure, thinking he could no longer wait and had to fall out with the clan's Law Enforcement Envoys.

Just as he was about to act, Lu Shanxing on the other side laughed up at the sky, his body's energy swirling wildly, his ethereal form seemingly solidifying instantly.

"Presumptuous!"

He shouted, his Ghost Venerable dignity erupting, pointing his sharp ghost claws at the four and rebuking: "What kind of person is Young Master Fan? How can you be allowed to insult him? Kneel down immediately, or die!"

With a sharp whistle, he spat out a wisp of green smoke, which slowly solidified into a token. Patterns swirled upon it, depicting flowers, birds, fish, beasts, mountains, and rivers, all converging toward the ancient "Sacrifice" seal in the center.

"This is..."

The four were stunned, their faces filled with disbelief, muttering: "This is the Clan Shrine Secret Order. How could you possibly possess such a thing?"

Lu Shanxing sneered proudly: "The Lu Family Clan Shrine Secret Order. Seeing this order is like seeing the High Priest himself. Why haven't you knelt down yet? Do you want me to do it myself?"

As soon as his voice fell, everyone in the arena except Lu Fan changed their expressions, clearly all aware of this Clan Shrine Secret Order.

Especially the four Law Enforcement Envoys, whose faces were filled with panic and fear. A moment ago they were majestic and condescending, but now they were full of fear, their bodies even trembling slightly.

With a "thump," without even a moment to consider, the four actually knelt down, their postures identical, bowing their heads in submission.

"This..." The Great Elder was stunned, his expression rigid. In an instant, he had fallen from heaven to hell. The clan's Law Enforcement Envoys could not be relied upon; now he could only rely on the power of the Sacred Martial Hall.

He gritted his teeth, his mind made up, and suddenly leaped out, pouncing toward Lu Fan. To be precise, he was pouncing toward Wei Kuangdao, who was under Lu Fan's feet.

As long as he saved Wei Kuangdao, with the capabilities of the Sacred Martial Hall, he would definitely be able to help himself regain his face today and take back the position of Patriarch.

"Hmph! Ignorant of life and death!" Lu Fan snorted coldly, shook his head slightly, and then sneered: "You really don't shed tears until you see the coffin!"

As his voice fell, he waved his large hand, surging power erupting, preparing to strike Wei Kuangdao's forehead. If this blow landed, Wei Kuangdao would surely be smashed to pieces and die on the spot.

"Young Master Lu, stop! Wei Kuangdao cannot be killed!"

Two familiar, shocked cries came from afar, extremely alarmed.

Lu Fan was slightly stunned, the force of his blow stopping abruptly. He turned his head to look at the source of the sound. Zhao Zhenchuan and Zu Qing Tan arrived together, their faces filled with anxiety, their eyes hiding a trace of worry.

Lu Fan's gaze tightened slightly, and he said faintly: "Why have you two come? This Wei Kuangdao has provoked me several times; why can't he be killed?"

In his calm gaze, there was a slight sternness that pierced straight to the heart.

The expressions of Zhao and Zu changed. They immediately stopped, bowed, and advised: "Young Master Lu, Wei Kuangdao is blind and ignorant; he deserves to die. But his identity is special, and he can even represent the entire Sacred Martial Hall. If he dies here, the entire Mingyue Empire Sacred Martial Hall branch will likely fight you to the death. This is an unprovoked disaster!"

Their words were sincere, and their faces were filled with worry; they were clearly thinking of Lu Fan in earnest.

Lu Erye was stunned, his face filled with disbelief. Zhao and Zu could be considered the two people with the highest status in the entire Mingyue Empire's Rune Master Guild; even if the current Emperor saw them, he would likely respectfully call them "Master." Yet now, they were treating Lu Fan with such an attitude, like juniors treating a senior; this simply couldn't be explained!

On the other side, the Great Elder's face was pale, like a dead man's. He could not believe that Lu Fan was publicly going to kill Wei Kuangdao, an elder of the Sacred Martial Hall's Punishment Hall. He had not expected that when the big shots of the Rune Master Guild appeared, they would be so respectful to Lu Fan. At this moment, his mind was blank, and he had lost the ability to think.

"Unprovoked disaster? If the Sacred Martial Hall is ignorant of life and death, I don't mind bestowing a disaster upon them!" Lu Fan snorted coldly, his gaze tightening, his face full of murderous intent.

When the people around heard this, their minds couldn't turn. The meaning of Zhao and Zu's words was clearly to advise Ye Lu Fan not to act recklessly and bring about a monstrous disaster. How could it be the complete opposite in his mouth, as if he would exterminate the entire Sacred Martial Hall if they dared to stand up for Wei Kuangdao?

"This..." Zhao and Zu were stunned, looked at each other, and were filled with helplessness. They could be considered the people who understood Lu Fan best here; the other party was young and arrogant beyond measure. Yet he possessed great ability and astonishing methods, and they had long since admired him to the ground. This time, they actually vaguely believed his words and couldn't help but worry about the fate of the Sacred Martial Hall.

But reason told them that the Sacred Martial Hall could not be provoked; it was extremely contradictory, and they were speechless for a moment. As their gazes shifted, they couldn't help but glance behind them.

Lu Fan's gaze tightened slightly. Looking past their figures into the void, he discovered two hazy figures; clearly, others were still hiding.

"Since you've come, what kind of hero hides and sneaks?"

He snorted coldly, his voice resonating throughout the arena, shocking everyone. There were several Martial Kings here, and even a Sixth-Tier Qi Refining Realm Ghost Venerable, yet none had discovered that someone was spying from afar.

"Who is it? Come out immediately, or don't blame me for being impolite!"

Lu Erye brought out the aura of a Lu Family Patriarch, shouting fiercely, his power astonishing.

A flash of light appeared, and two figures emerged. One was a beautiful woman in green, wearing pearls and makeup, but with an indifferent face. The other was Wang Wu, also expressionless, though there was a trace of solemnity in her eyes, staring fixedly at Lu Fan, as if wanting to see through him.

"Don't panic, they are here to find me!"

Lu Fan waved his hand at Lu Erye, then said faintly to Wang Wu: "Miss Wang, it seems we have no more ties. What is your intention in coming here?"

His voice was calm, but there was a chill in his words. The day he refined the Innate Soul Liquid for Wang Wu, the condition was to make a clean break with her, to have no further ties or contact! Now that she had come to his door again, she was clearly not keeping her word, which he particularly disliked.

Wang Wu's expression was slightly startled, and there was a trace of annoyance between her brows. She was such an arrogant person, yet she had been subjected to Lu Fan's cold words again and again. If it weren't for the fact that she had a request today, she would definitely have taken action to teach him a lesson and see what methods he had to stir up such a storm these days.

She suppressed her emotions and said coldly: "Lu Fan, I heard you are going to hold a Preaching Assembly. You might not know yet, the Sacred Martial Hall..."

Before she could finish, Lu Fan had already waved his hand, looking impatient, and directly interrupted her, looking at Zhao and Zu on the side.

His burning gaze was cold and piercing. The two presidents of the Rune Master Guild, who were usually high and mighty in the entire Mingyue Empire, couldn't help but tremble all over and hurriedly explained:

"Young Master Lu, we didn't intend to leak it. They came to us on their own initiative, saying they could help us. And they guaranteed that the Preaching Assembly would go smoothly, so we brought them to see you!"

They spoke very hurriedly, no longer having the demeanor of presidents of the Rune Master Guild.

Everyone was shocked. If they hadn't understood before and thought they had seen wrong, this scene was extremely obvious: Lu Fan, this half-grown boy, had an astonishing status in the hearts of Zhao and Zu, even vaguely treating him as a senior expert.

Lu Fan knew he couldn't blame them upon hearing this. The Preaching Assembly was originally intended to gather all the Rune Masters of the Mingyue Empire; it was impossible to hide it, and it was normal for others to come looking!

He smiled faintly, looked at Wang Wu again, curled his lips, and asked: "Can you guarantee that the Preaching Assembly will go smoothly? Do you know what kind of reaction this will force the Sacred Martial Hall to make?"

As soon as his voice fell, a trace of arrogance suddenly appeared on Wang Wu's cold face: "So you also know about the Sacred Martial Hall's ban, yet you still dare to hold a Preaching Assembly. It seems you have something to rely on!"

Her voice paused slightly, and she looked at Wei Kuangdao with suspicion. Although she didn't know how he had ended up in this state, the current situation was clearly the result of Lu Fan's actions; how could this be possible?

She couldn't understand, but Lu Fan had too many oddities, and she had seen them many times; she was somewhat numb to them and didn't care about one more. That matter was the most important.

Collecting her thoughts, she said coldly: "No matter what you rely on, you cannot withstand the anger of the Sacred Martial Hall. If you are willing to agree to one condition, I can guarantee that whether it is the Preaching Assembly or today's events, the Sacred Martial Hall will absolutely not pursue it!"

Everyone was shocked upon hearing this. The Sacred Martial Hall's Punishment Hall's Blood-Armored Guards had been wiped out, and even Wei Kuangdao, the number two person in the Sacred Hall, had become a prisoner, a fish on the chopping block, left to be handled by others.

That someone would actually say they could make the Sacred Martial Hall not pursue it was simply unbelievable. But there were too many strange things today, and they were already numb, so they had no reaction to these words.

"Oh? Is that so?" Lu Fan smiled lightly, his expression slightly strange, looking straight into Wang Wu's eyes, and said faintly: "You have a big mouth! It's good to enjoy the shade under a big tree, so I, Lu, will be presumptuous!"

As soon as his voice fell, he waved his hands suddenly, without any warning, and struck Wei Kuangdao's forehead. A force entered it, shattering his consciousness, instantly turning him into a low-IQ cripple.

Wang Wu's expression changed. She hadn't expected Lu Fan to make such a move. Her brows furrowed, very annoyed. The other party's actions were not only a show of force but also inviting trouble for her.

As for Lu Erye and the Ye Family elders, they were all stunned. Especially the Great Elder, whose last straw had been broken. His decades of ambition and desire were shattered, and he couldn't accept it, his blood rushing to his heart, spitting out several mouthfuls of black blood.

But the focus of the scene was not on him, and no one cared.

"Young Master Lu, you actually..." Zhao and Zu's hearts trembled, and they stuttered. They wanted to say something, but found their words too pale and didn't know how to speak.

Lu Fan waved his hand, looking indifferent, and pointed at Wang Wu: "Didn't she say it! She can guarantee that the Sacred Martial Hall will not pursue it. Although I don't know her specific background, since you two brought her here so enthusiastically, it must be an extraordinary background, so don't worry!"

Zhao and Zu were not good at other things, but they were quite concerned about themselves, and Lu Fan was quite satisfied. At this moment, he actually comforted them contrary to his usual behavior. ===== CHAPTER 78 =====