Chapter 25: What, What Are You Trying to Do?

At this moment, Ye Fan was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on; the pores all over his body stood on end, and a violent emotion spread within his heart.

"Damn bitch!!"

He muttered through gritted teeth, the muscles in his face twisting and deforming.

That's right, the pair of man and woman approaching were none other than Su Chen and Chu Yanran.

As the saying goes, enemies are especially jealous when they meet.

Ye Fan had long felt deep hatred for Su Chen, this arrogant and overbearing playboy who looked down on everything, not to mention the humiliation he had suffered in the sect that day, which remained vivid in his mind and was something he would never forget for the rest of his life.

His hatred for his master, Chu Yanran, was no less than that for Su Chen, perhaps even more intense.

Because that day, not only did Chu Yanran not step in to protect him, but when faced with Su Chen's lecherous threats, his good master actually chose to submit, and in the end, to curry favor with Su Chen, she personally stepped on and broke his legs.

This kind of humiliation was something Ye Fan had always kept in his heart.

If he could, he would definitely use every possible means to make Chu Yanran regret everything she had done back then.

Xiao Ruoyu, standing to the side, saw Ye Fan's complexion shifting between light and dark and his expression filled with extreme anger, so she guessed that he must have a grudge against the couple walking toward them, and a very deep one at that.

She recognized Su Chen, but she did not know the identity of Chu Yanran.

When Ye Fan saw him, Su Chen also noticed Ye Fan.

Seeing the gloomy look on Ye Fan's face, a cold sneer couldn't help but emerge in his heart; this guy was probably still brooding over the humiliation from that day.

Ever since he transmigrated, the feud between him and Ye Fan was destined to end with either one of them dead or the other alive.

For now, Ye Fan's opportunities were not yet exhausted, and Su Chen still had use for him, so naturally, he couldn't kill him yet; otherwise, given Su Chen's ruthless personality, he would have had someone finish Ye Fan off that day at the Immortal Sword Sect.

This time, Su Chen had also laid out his plans in advance; the first step was to make Ye Fan lose face in front of Xiao Ruoyu.

The second step was to personally bring Chu Yanran over to provoke Ye Fan's emotions, let Xiao Ruoyu see Ye Fan's hypocritical face clearly, and make Ye Fan completely lose her trust.

"Oh my, Yanran, isn't that your good disciple Ye Fan?"

Su Chen pretended to have just discovered Ye Fan, a trace of surprise appearing on his face, his tone filled with sarcasm.

At the same time, the lecherous hand resting on Chu Yanran's perky buttocks increased its pressure slightly.

This made Chu Yanran almost unable to help but cry out; after all, she was a cultivator, so she could naturally feel the evil power transmitted from that hand of Su Chen's.

However, thinking of the rebellious disciple Ye Fan being nearby, she forcibly endured it.

Her gaze swept toward Ye Fan, and the corners of her mouth curled into a cold arc, "Rebellious disciple, why aren't you staying properly in the sect instead of running here?"

"Heh."

Hearing this, Ye Fan laughed sinisterly, wearing an expression like he was looking at a fool, "Do I need to report to you what I do?"

He had seen the scene of Su Chen acting lecherously toward Chu Yanran just now very clearly; although Chu Yanran had masked it well, it still couldn't escape his eyes.

He never expected that the master he once viewed as pure and noble, high above all others, would now fall to such a state.

It completely overturned Ye Fan's worldview, and a look of deep disappointment and disgust flashed in his eyes as he looked at Chu Yanran.

"Slap!!!"

A heavy slap landed on Ye Fan's left cheek, knocking his entire face to the side, with fresh blood streaming from the corner of his mouth.

This slap was loud and clear, deafening.

The people around them couldn't help but gasp, their faces filled with disbelief.

No one had expected that such a beautiful woman would suddenly strike someone.

"Rebellious disciple, you have such gall, daring to be disrespectful to your master?"

Chu Yanran's pretty face was icy, her eyes sharp, as she said each word through gritted teeth.

She hadn't expected that in just a few days of not seeing him, Ye Fan had become so unbearable and devoid of respect for his elders.

This was the first time she had ever slapped someone; in the past, even when dealing with disciples who had made mistakes, she had never resorted to hitting them, but this time she truly couldn't help it.

Thinking of how this rebellious disciple had coveted her body just a few days ago and wanted to use drugs to force himself on her, endless anger and humiliation rose in her heart.

"Heh."

Ye Fan's face was gloomy, bloodstains hanging from the corner of his mouth.

He raised his hand and touched his swollen cheek. A trace of cold, murderous light emerged in his pupils, and a ferocious smile curled at the corners of his mouth, "I am rebellious? What have you done, my good master? To cling to the powerful and wealthy, you are willing to become a plaything for the Young Master of the Su Family; I truly feel ashamed for you!"

"You..."

Hearing these mocking and sarcastic words, Chu Yanran was so enraged that she nearly fainted.

She never imagined that this disciple she had raised and cherished since childhood would actually say such filthy words.

Her heart was filled with extreme anger, and her chest heaved violently, showing that her heart was under immense pressure.

Just at this moment, she suddenly felt a pair of warm, large hands grip her soft waist, and a familiar masculine scent rushed toward her.

This scent made her feel exceptionally at ease and grounded, as if she had found something to rely on.

She raised her eyes and looked, just in time to see Su Chen's handsome face, with a half-smile hanging on it, looking at her.

"Young Master."

Chu Yanran's hanging heart finally settled, and as her heart relaxed, her body swayed and she fell directly into Su Chen's warm embrace.

Seeing Su Chen holding his master in that happy and sweet manner, Ye Fan's fists clenched tightly, his face turned black instantly, and a gloomy look flickered in his eyes.

He said to himself in his heart: "Su Chen, just you wait for me; one day, I will let you know what a Son of Luck is! And you, Chu Yanran, you slut, one day I will make you beg for mercy under my crotch!"

Slap~

Suddenly, a large hand swung onto his right cheek, the speed so fast that he didn't even see a blur.

"Pfft~"

This slap knocked two of Ye Fan's teeth out directly, and a streak of bright red blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Who..."

Ye Fan's eyes widened suddenly, his face filled with an expression of disbelief.

He was a Dao Palace Realm Peak expert; how could the other party have injured him without him even noticing?

He looked up and saw Su Chen standing before him with his arm around Chu Yanran, looking down at him from above with a face full of mockery and derision.

"Rebellious disciple, today this Young Master shall teach you a lesson on behalf of your master," Su Chen shouted coldly, casting a glance at Su Mei'er beside him.

Mei'er understood immediately, and the might of her late Great Saint Realm erupted instantly; the Spiritual Qi of this world seemed to encounter a terrifying attraction, gathering madly toward her side before finally surging into her body.

Behind her, the phantom images of three golden great suns appeared.

"W-what are you trying to do?"

A strong sense of crisis rose in Ye Fan's heart, his face turned deathly pale, and he hurriedly tried to flee.

(End of this chapter)