The sharp aura rising from Fang Li's body lasted only a split second.
In that fleeting moment, not even Wu Xiaofei, Zhao Hufeng, Cecily, Li Shenyun, Li Shenhua, or the others noticed it.
But who is Fan Xinglou?
Even though Fang Li's sharp aura was brief, Fan Xinglou could sense it clearly.
From that fleeting moment, she felt a hint of threat.
Yes.
Threat.
What does this imply?
It means Fang Li now has the capability to pose danger to Fan Xinglou.
This realization unexpectedly pleased Fan Xinglou and the way she looked at Fang Li gradually changed.
"————!"
Seeing the expression in Fan Xinglou's eyes, all of her disciples felt a tightening in their hearts.
At that moment, Fan Xinglou regarded Fang Li like a ferocious beast eyeing a delicious piece of prey. Although there was no malice or hostility, there was an insatiable greed that others couldn't perceive.
That greed stemmed from Fan Xinglou's fighting spirit.
"...Looks like he's become quite tempting..."
In the heavy air of the hall, Fan Xinglou's voice resonated like a wild beast's whisper.
"I can hardly resist wanting to take a bite..."
As she spoke, an unprecedented terrifying aura began to rise from Fan Xinglou's body.
That aura spread out like a meteor striking the earth, causing beads of sweat to form on the faces of those present.
Even Fang Li didn't anticipate that Fan Xinglou would suddenly seem to lose control and indiscriminately release her imposing presence, causing a murderous aura to surge.
However, upon further reflection, that reaction seemed quite natural.
For a long time, Fan Xinglou had been searching for exceptional talents, taking them as disciples and nurturing them for her own satisfaction.
To satisfy her desire for battle.
For this not-so-old Monster Immortal, the only thing that could attract her was intense combat.
Her thirst for war was no less than that of the Scarlet Blazing God.
Now, with her own hand-trained disciple returning with enough power to threaten her, how could Fan Xinglou not be moved?
This understanding was clear not only to Fang Li but also to the other disciples.
At that moment, Cecily, drenched in sweat, spoke in a low voice.
"This is bad…"
It wasn't just Cecily; even the usually silent Wu Xiaofei wore a serious expression.
As for the Li siblings, they had long since been scared out of their wits.
The only one who remained was Zhao Hufeng, who, despite being soaked in sweat, gritted his teeth and bravely stepped forward, cupping his fists toward Fan Xinglou and saying,
"Master, please calm down."
However, those words brought trouble upon him.
"Calm down?"
A voice that froze the temperature in the air rang out.
Fan Xinglou turned her head and looked at Zhao Hufeng, her eyes dimming and becoming terrifyingly devoid of light.
"You want me to calm down?" Fan Xinglou said in a low voice, like a frenzied beast. "The only thing that can attract me in this world is this; for that, I would do anything. If I could calm down, would I need to go through so much trouble and do all these things?"
Zhao Hufeng was immediately speechless.
This indeed made sense.
If one could easily calm down, then Fan Xinglou wouldn't have been looking for opponents in various roundabout ways to satisfy her desire for battle.
Now, the flower bud that she had been cultivating had finally bloomed; how could one not be delighted by its tempting fragrance?
"I've said it long ago: the reason I took you all as disciples and taught you Martial Arts is nothing more than to satisfy myself."
Fan Xinglou's voice was terrifying as if it came from the depths of the earth.
"Could it be that you plan to take even this bit of enjoyment away from me?"
As she spoke, the pressure from Fan Xinglou's body grew increasingly terrifying, distorting even the space around her.
"...!"
Wu Xiaofei, Zhao Hufeng, Cecily, Li Shenyun, and Li Shenhua immediately knelt on one knee, performing the disciple's salute to Fan Xinglou, lowering their heads and not daring to say anything further, their faces already drenched in cold sweat.
Only Fang Li remained, silently standing in the center of the hall, gazing at Fan Xinglou.
Feeling the terrifying pressure rising from Fan Xinglou's body, Fang Li smiled lightly.
"I am very grateful for Master's training; without you, I wouldn't be who I am today."
Indeed, if it weren't for Fan Xinglou's guidance, Fang Li would likely still be self-studying the Nanaya Assassination Technique, let alone developing it to a higher level; it was uncertain if he could even learn all the techniques involved.
Thanks to over half a year of training from Fan Xinglou, Fang Li eventually grasped the essence of the Assassination Technique, systematically trained it, and not only perfected the Nanaya Assassination Technique but also elevated it to a higher realm.
"However, precisely because of this, I actually don't want to fight with Master."
Fang Li said these words in a calm tone.
"Because I don't want to kill you."
Such ordinary words startled all the apprentice brothers present.
What did he just say?
What is Junior Brother Fang talking about?
Kill who?
Kill the Master?
That's simply absurd!
"Hahaha!"
On the contrary, Fan Xinglou's eyes widened, and she burst out laughing.
"Do you really think you can kill me?"
Facing this question, Fang Li replied without a moment's hesitation.
"Yes."
Fang Li looked directly at Fan Xinglou, making this assertion.
"If I were to fight with you, I absolutely would kill you."
"Because, facing you, I wouldn't be able to show mercy."
The terrifying imposing manner in the air transformed into an impact under Fang Li's words.
"...Such boldness! You're the first to dare to speak to me like this."
Fan Xinglou stared intently at Fang Li.
In the next moment, she suddenly withdrew her astonishing aura.
"Ha... ha..."
A somewhat disordered breath spread throughout the hall.
Only then did Wu Xiaofei's entire group realize that they had been subconsciously holding their breath since just now, not daring to make a sound, and they had long since felt their chests tighten and their heads spin.
In this situation, Fan Xinglou finally spoke.
"Considering your courage today, I will let you go for now."
Fan Xinglou smiled widely.
"Saving the best parts for last is also a kind of enjoyment."
Leaving those words behind, Fan Xinglou walked out of the Yellow Dragon Temple with a cheerful stride.
It was evident that this Monster Immortal, who had lived for over a thousand years, was in a very good mood.
Only the group of disciples remained, kneeling on one knee, looking at each other in blank dismay.
Even Fang Li shrugged.
"Well, anyway, let me take a break."
After all, that was Fang Li's original purpose.
(End Of The Chapter)
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