Lu Fan, however, suddenly unleashed the Taiyan Divine Steps, blocking Liu Haoran's attack with a mere gesture. His gaze was dismissive, as if he hadn't taken it seriously at all.
"Taiyan Divine Steps?"
Liu Haoran and the others trembled, their eyes fixed on Lu Fan. A sense of vigilance arose within them.
"I didn't expect you to be so knowledgeable!"
Lu Fan smiled faintly, his expression remaining placid. These Taiyan Divine Steps, he knew, originated from the "Wordless Heavenly Book," and it seemed they shared a considerable connection with this Taiyan Sect.
"You actually stole our sect's secret techniques!"
Liu Haoran exclaimed in anger, "How audacious! Do you think our sect has no capable individuals?"
"That statement is quite inaccurate. When did I ever steal the sect's secret techniques?"
Lu Fan shrugged. "I've never even set foot in the Taiyan Sect!"
"If that's the case, how did you learn the Taiyan Divine Steps?"
Liu Haoran said coldly, "Although many disciples practice the Taiyan Divine Steps, none can achieve this level of speed. Could it be that you stole the original scroll of the Taiyan Divine Steps?"
"Ridiculous. I've never done such a thing!"
Lu Fan's demeanor was indifferent. He paid no mind to Liu Haoran's accusations.
"Hmph, whether you did or not, you must come back to the sect with me!"
Liu Haoran's expression turned cold, exuding a palpable aura. As a disciple of the sect, he would not let this matter rest easily.
"There are countless cultivation methods in the world. On what basis do you conclude that he stole your sect's immortal techniques?"
The Princess of North America chuckled lightly. "The Taiyan Sect was, after all, a sect recognized by the royal family. I never imagined that after all these years, it would have disciples like you!" Sudan Novel Network
"Hmph, spare your words!"
Liu Haoran retorted, "When the Taiyan Sect handles matters, it's not for you to speak out of turn!"
"Could you please be merciful? This is a small business. If you intend to fight, could you perhaps move outside?" the innkeeper stammered, his eyes wide with apprehension.
"How about it, shall we settle this outside?"
Liu Haoran said coldly, his imposing aura preceding him. As a disciple of the Taiyan Sect, he felt no fear, especially since this area was considered Taiyan Sect territory.
Lu Fan uttered no more words and stepped outside. He was curious to see what Liu Haoran could do to him.
"If you lose, don't have any regrets!"
The Princess of North America sneered. Liu Haoran was, at best, a Great Sage, while Lu Fan could now contend with a Martial Emperor. They were not on the same level.
"Lose?"
Liu Haoran burst into laughter, as if he had heard the most preposterous joke.
At the same time, Lu Fan had already reached the area outside the inn. "If you can touch my sleeve, I will do as you wish and head to the Taiyan Sect!"
"What audacious words!"
Liu Haoran was instantly enraged. He had never been treated this way before and felt deeply displeased.
"Senior Brother Haoran, teach him a good lesson and let him know the might of the Taiyan Sect!"
Several men standing nearby spoke up, their expressions earnest. As members of the Taiyan Sect, they naturally had to deal with Lu Fan.
Simultaneously, Liu Haoran stepped forward, his momentum building, and in the blink of an eye, charged towards Lu Fan.
Boom...
With a resounding boom, Liu Haoran was sent flying, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. He was utterly bewildered. He was, after all, a formidable figure in Taiyan City, yet he had never imagined he would be so insignificant in Lu Fan's presence.
"I thought you were quite formidable. It seems you're nothing special!"
Lu Fan shrugged slightly, a smile gracing his lips. In his eyes, Liu Haoran was practically courting death.
Many onlookers were stunned. They hadn't expected Lu Fan to actually dare to strike. This was Tianyan City, the territory governed by the Taiyan Sect. Now that Liu Haoran had been beaten, they feared the consequences would be severe.
"Senior Brother Haoran, are you alright?"
Several Taiyan Sect disciples inquired, casting a wary glance at Lu Fan. They hadn't anticipated Lu Fan to be so terrifying.
"You brat, just you wait! Today's events will not be let off so easily!"
With a cold threat, Liu Haoran turned and left, a surge of anger within him. In his eyes, a Taiyan Sect disciple should not be bullied.
Watching the receding figure, Lu Fan remained unconcerned, not taking it to heart. A mere disciple of the Taiyan Sect was not worth his consideration.
Returning to the inn, Lu Fan discovered that the young girl from before had vanished. Only Liu Ruyan sat there, leisurely sipping wine, her gaze distant.
"Huh? Where did that little girl go?"
Ling'er asked Liu Ruyan, a hint of suspicion in her voice.
"She probably left,"
Liu Ruyan shrugged. "She was frightened earlier, so she likely didn't dare to stay!"
"It's good that she left,"
The Princess of North America chimed in. "As a member of an alien race, she wouldn't know how to handle herself here!"
"Does being a member of an alien race mean one should be bullied?"
Liu Ruyan's voice held a touch of anger as she looked at the Princess of North America.
"I didn't mean it that way!"
The Princess of North America blinked, her face instantly flushing with embarrassment.
"We should leave quickly,"
Lu Fan said, "If my guess is correct, the people of the Taiyan Sect will not let this matter rest so easily. It's best to depart sooner rather than later to avoid trouble!"
Everyone nodded in agreement, offering no further objections.
Meanwhile, within the Taiyan Sect, Liu Haoran was seething with rage. As a disciple of the Taiyan Sect, being beaten in such a manner was unacceptable.
On the training grounds, a woman was practicing her swordplay, her movements incredibly graceful. She attracted the gazes of many disciples, who secretly sent appreciative glances her way.
"Senior Sister Feixue, you must seek justice for me!"
Liu Haoran's voice echoed as he approached Han Feixue, his eyes filled with a sense of grievance. He had never imagined he would end up in such a pathetic state.
"What happened?"
Han Feixue inquired, a hint of bewilderment in her tone.
"Senior Brother Haoran was beaten!"
A disciple interjected, "Right in Taiyan City. It's truly humiliating!"
Han Feixue frowned. "You got into a fight again?"
"Senior Sister Feixue, this time I fought with someone for the sake of the Taiyan Sect!"
Liu Haoran said earnestly. "That person dared to steal our Taiyan Sect's secret techniques. He's utterly brazen! His Taiyan Divine Steps are even more proficient than ours!"
"Is that truly the case?"
Han Feixue's expression turned cold. When matters concerning the Taiyan Sect were involved, as the senior disciple, she could not stand idly by.
"If you don't believe me, you can ask them!"
Liu Haoran's expression was serious as he glanced at the other disciples. They all nodded, daring not to conceal anything.
"Let's go! To Taiyan City!"
Han Feixue's expression was stern. If what he said was true, she would never let it slide.
Liu Haoran nodded solemnly, a hint of joy in his eyes. With Han Feixue's commitment, he felt significantly reassured.
Not long after, as they arrived at the Taiyan Sect, Lu Fan and the others were preparing to leave, only to cross paths with them.
This time, with Han Feixue leading the way, many disciples of the Taiyan Sect had arrived, their numbers casting a dark shadow across the sky.
"You think you can leave, kid? I'm afraid you're out of luck!"