Chapter 55: You Get Out Too!

Upon hearing that someone had come looking for a member of the Xiao family, everyone around instinctively turned to Xiao Peng and the others nearby. Noticing their gazes, Su Yifan looked over at Xiao Peng and immediately recognized several familiar figures standing behind him.

What?

It was them!

In that instant, Su Yifan recognized those people. There was no mistake—they were the very ones who had pursued him five years ago, when he had run away from home. If not for the intervention of his beautiful master back then, he would surely have died at their hands. He never expected that, after five long years, he would once again lay eyes upon the very people who had once hunted him.

As Xiao Peng noticed Su Yifan looking his way, he stepped forward with a helpless expression, cupping his hands in greeting. "I am Xiao Peng, an elder of the Xiao family, one of Jinling’s martial clans. May I ask why you are seeking out our family?"

Xiao Peng?

At the sound of that name, Su Yifan immediately thought of his late grandfather. Yes, it was him. There could be no doubt—his grandfather had died because of this very man.

With his enemy standing before him, Su Yifan moved in a flash, appearing directly in front of Xiao Peng and seizing him by the throat, lifting him easily off the ground.

Everyone was stunned by the scene, especially those who were not from the Xiao family. What was happening? Was this man not an ally summoned by the Xiao family, but rather someone here to settle a blood feud?

At that thought, many secretly rejoiced. If he was not on the Xiao family’s side, then they need not worry about the Xiao family monopolizing the immortal estate hidden within the cave.

"Let… let me go! Good sir, may I ask how our Xiao family has offended you?" Xiao Peng managed to choke out.

In his memory, the Xiao family had never wronged anyone this powerful. Why was he being attacked?

"Have you forgotten the Su family of Cloud City?" Su Yifan replied coolly.

"The Su family of Cloud City?" Xiao Peng repeated, searching his memory. Suddenly, his eyes shot wide open as he stared at Su Yifan. "You—you’re from the Su family?"

"Since you remember, then it’s time for you to die," Su Yifan declared, and moved to twist his neck.

But just then—

"Stop!"

From among the Xiao family, an elder in a blue robe stepped forward. His name was Xiao Zhan, the Third Elder of the family. Though Xiao Peng led the party, true authority rested with Xiao Zhan.

"Third Elder, help me!" Xiao Peng cried, turning desperately toward him.

Xiao Zhan cast a quick glance at Xiao Peng before addressing Su Yifan. "Young friend, surely there must be some misunderstanding between you and our Xiao family. Please, release our Sixth Elder."

"Release him? Very well," Su Yifan agreed with a nod.

In the next instant, his hand tightened around Xiao Peng’s throat.

A crisp snap resounded.

Xiao Peng’s neck broke audibly. In that moment, his eyes bulged wide, fixed upon Su Yifan in utter disbelief. He had just been relieved, thinking himself saved, never realizing he was face to face with death itself.

With a casual toss, Su Yifan flung Xiao Peng’s lifeless body to the ground. The simple, effortless gesture left everyone present in shock.

Dead?

One of the Xiao family’s elders—a master at the peak of his discipline—Xiao Peng was dead, just like that?

As everyone reeled in disbelief, Xiao Zhan finally came to his senses. His eyes locked onto Su Yifan, blazing with fury.

"You… you actually killed an elder of the Xiao family?"

"I did. Is there a problem?" Su Yifan smiled faintly. "Not only will I kill him, I will kill all of you. Not a single member of the Xiao family will escape."

With those words, he moved, striking out directly at Xiao Zhan.

"Boy, do you truly think yourself invincible?" Xiao Zhan roared, unleashing a torrent of energy befitting a grandmaster at the late stage. As the Third Elder made his move, the Xiao family disciples behind him involuntarily stepped back, eyes full of awe. Who could match such presence?

How dare this boy kill an elder of the Xiao family! Today, he would surely die!

Xiao Zhan met Su Yifan’s incoming strike with a palm of his own.

In the next instant—

A thunderous crash sounded, and Xiao Zhan spat a mouthful of blood, his body flung a dozen meters away to land heavily on the ground.

"Impossible!" Xiao Zhan gasped in shock.

A moment ago, he had sensed no force behind Su Yifan’s palm, as if the man had relied solely on the strength of his flesh. Even so, Xiao Zhan had been utterly defeated! If he could not even match his opponent’s raw physical power, what hope would he have if Su Yifan truly exerted himself?

As Xiao Zhan lay on the ground, Su Yifan strode toward him.

At that moment—

"He means to harm the Third Elder! All Xiao family disciples, protect the Third Elder!" someone shouted from within the Xiao family ranks.

Instantly, every disciple rushed to form a barrier before Xiao Zhan.

"Third Elder, are you all right?" one asked anxiously.

"I’m fine. Hurry, run! Don’t worry about me!" Xiao Zhan replied, scrambling to his feet. Without hesitation, he leaped at Su Yifan. He knew he would not survive, but if he could buy his disciples a little more time to escape, it would be enough.

As Xiao Zhan lunged at him, Su Yifan simply reached out and caught his head in one hand.

"Run… run…" Xiao Zhan managed weakly.

Su Yifan’s grip tightened.

With a resounding explosion, Xiao Zhan’s body was reduced to a mist of blood.

Seeing the Third Elder slain, the Xiao family disciples shot Su Yifan a look of fury, memorized his face, and then turned to flee.

"Trying to escape?" Su Yifan waved a hand, and in an instant the fleeing disciples were likewise reduced to blood mist. All, save one, whom he deliberately spared.

Noticing that a single survivor remained, someone in the crowd shouted, "Elder, there’s one left! Allow me to finish him for you!"

Eager to curry favor, the man darted after the escaping disciple. But Su Yifan flicked a stone with his foot, piercing straight through the man’s chest.

The pursuer stopped dead, looking down in disbelief at the blood pouring from his chest.

"Why… why…" he gasped, before collapsing to the ground with a dull thud.

"Is there anyone else who wishes to meddle?" Su Yifan asked, his gaze sweeping the crowd.

Silence fell, everyone dumbfounded.

How could he act like this? Was he not afraid that the surviving Xiao family disciple would return with reinforcements to seek vengeance? Or—wait! Could that be precisely his intention?

As this unsettling thought dawned, no one dared make another move.

Only when the last Xiao family disciple had vanished from sight did someone else dare to step forward.

Feng Wudao, who had been observing from the sidelines, cupped his hands and asked, "Senior, have you come for the immortal estate within the cave as well?"

"In a manner of speaking," Su Yifan replied indifferently. His main purpose was to kill the Xiao family; the immortal estate itself held little interest for him. Still, since he was already here, a look around would do no harm. Who knew—if he found spirit stones, so much the better.

Upon hearing that Su Yifan, too, sought the immortal estate, Feng Wudao sighed. "To be honest, Senior, the immortal estate lies just ahead, but there’s a protective formation. Only with the key can it be unlocked."

At this, Su Yifan produced a square, dragon-carved jade pendant from his storage ring. "The key is here."

"What? That’s the key?" Feng Wudao stared in astonishment at the pendant in Su Yifan’s hand, as did those around them.

What? The key to the immortal estate was a piece of jade?

"Exactly. This is the key to the immortal estate," Su Yifan said with a smile. "And since it’s mine, you can all leave now."

At these words, all eyes turned to him.

What? He meant to claim the entire immortal estate for himself?

Many were indignant, but none dared voice their objections. Yet if even one person stepped forward to take the lead, the rest would surely follow. After all, there were more than a hundred people present, including several grandmasters. They could hardly believe one man could prevail against them all.

As the tension mounted, Dao Yuan approached, fawning. "Heh, Senior, what about me…"

"You can leave too," Su Yifan replied coldly, eyes fixed on him.