Chapter 58: You’ve already put on the show—what’s left for me to boast about?

“Senior, this isn’t good, there’s an ambush!”
Seeing a sudden group emerge, Daoyuan was startled at first, then quickly stepped before Su Yifan.
This was a perfect chance to impress the senior.
He couldn’t afford to miss it.
But in the very next moment—
A sharp slap rang out as Su Yifan’s palm struck Daoyuan’s face, sending him flying to the side.
“You’ve had your turn to show off, so why should I bother?”
“Senior, I…”
Daoyuan climbed up from the ground, clutching his face, filled with grievance.
Su Yifan paid him no further mind, his gaze calm as he looked at the newcomers.
Just then, from among the group, a young disciple rushed out—it was the very Xiao clan disciple Su Yifan had spared earlier.
The Xiao clan disciple, enraged, pointed at Su Yifan and shouted,
“Grand Elder, it’s him! He’s the one who killed the Third Elder, the Fifth Elder, and many others of our Xiao clan!”
At these words, the Xiao clan Grand Elder, Xiao Su, grew cold and said, “Boy, you’ve got nerve, daring to kill my clan members!”
“I’ll give you a chance to take your own life. Otherwise, if I make a move, you’ll regret it.”
Su Yifan laughed, “Old fool, you think so highly of yourself.”
With that, his palm lashed out.
A dull boom sounded, and the Xiao clan disciple exploded into a mist of blood.
“You… You actually dared…”
Seeing a clan disciple killed right before his eyes, Xiao Su’s aura became murderous.
“I killed him. What will you do about it?”
Su Yifan waved his hand again.
Two more Xiao clan disciples died, their bodies bursting apart.
“Ah!!!”
“Young man, I’ll kill you!”
Witnessing two more deaths, Xiao Su could no longer hold back—his body bent slightly, then shot forward, hand reaching for Su Yifan’s neck.
Seeing their Grand Elder finally act, the remaining Xiao clan disciples snapped out of their fear.
They had been terrified by Su Yifan’s killing methods, but now that the Grand Elder had stepped in, they felt relieved.
Boy, to force our Grand Elder to act, you’re already worth something.
To the side, Daoyuan watched with a calm expression.
This old man’s aura wasn’t as strong as the previous two—charging in like this was no different from courting death.
Sure enough, the next moment, a sharp crack echoed.
The sound of a hand bone breaking.
“Ah!”
Xiao Su cried out in agony.

He somersaulted backward, retreating several meters from Su Yifan.
“Old man, you’re not up to much, are you?”
Su Yifan said coolly, watching his opponent’s disheveled state.
“You…”
Xiao Su was drenched in sweat, staring hard at Su Yifan, his eyes wide with shock.
Impossible!
He was a Grandmaster at the peak…
How could he not be a match for this young man?!
What kind of strength did he possess?
Seeing Xiao Su’s frightened expression, Su Yifan laughed, “Old fool, got any other tricks?”
“If not, you may all die now.”
He prepared to strike.
Seeing this, Xiao Su shouted,
“Wait!”
Su Yifan paused, looking at him.
Swallowing hard, Xiao Su continued, “Young friend, we’ve fought and now know each other—how about we end things here?”
“End things here? Are you joking?”
Su Yifan’s tone was icy.
Realizing Su Yifan wouldn’t let them go, Xiao Su hurriedly said, “Don’t be hasty, young friend! If you spare us, my Xiao clan is willing to compensate you with one hundred spirit stones.”
“One hundred spirit stones? Do you think I’m a beggar?”
Su Yifan stepped forward, continuing, “If I kill you all, the spirit stones are mine anyway.”
“You…”
Xiao Su was about to speak, but Su Yifan had already vanished.
The next instant—
A strangled groan escaped him as his neck was seized, his feet lifted off the ground, face flushed red.
“You… You dare kill me? Our clan master is…”
A loud snap.
Su Yifan paid no heed, breaking his neck outright.
With Xiao Su’s life extinguished, Su Yifan let go, tossing him to the ground.
“What?!”
Seeing their Grand Elder dead, the Xiao clan disciples were stunned.
How could this be…
This was their Grand Elder!
He was already a Grandmaster at the peak, just a step away from the Martial Master realm.
And now he was dead—
Killed by someone so young!
“Brothers, attack him! Avenge the Grand Elder!”
One Xiao clan disciple snapped out of his shock, crying out in rage.
But before he finished speaking—
A slap landed on his face, delivered by a fellow disciple. “Are you stupid? Even the Grand Elder couldn’t beat him, and you want us to go die?”
“Forget fighting him, I’ll deal with you first!”

He punctuated his words with another slap.
Then, stepping forward, he knelt down with a thud, begging, “Senior, I surrender! Please spare me!”
Su Yifan said nothing, simply swung his palm.
A boom sounded, and the kneeling disciple became a mist of blood.
“I despise traitors and those without backbone the most,” Su Yifan said coldly.
Hearing this, the remaining Xiao clan disciples were visibly tense.
Many had considered surrendering; now, seeing the first to do so killed, they were at a loss.
Sensing their hesitation, the disciple who had earlier called for attacking Su Yifan stepped forward, speaking quietly,
“Senior… may I fight you?”
What?
Nearby, Daoyuan witnessed this absurd scene and couldn’t help but burst out laughing.
How could anyone be so ridiculous?
He wanted to fight the senior—
Was the senior someone he could challenge?
A sharp slap from Su Yifan sent Daoyuan sprawling to the ground.
Clutching his face, bewildered, Daoyuan wondered: Why me?
Shouldn’t the senior be dealing with them?
Why hit me?
Su Yifan spoke sternly, “Can’t you show some respect? Look at their spirit, their backbone.”
Hearing this, the remaining Xiao clan disciples stood up together, declaring in unison,
“Senior, we’d also like to fight you.”
???
Daoyuan, still lying on the ground and feeling wronged, couldn’t help but chuckle, clutching his face.
He swore—
This was the funniest scene he’d ever witnessed in his life.
Su Yifan regarded the Xiao clan disciples and nodded, “Good, I like people with such spirit.”
Hearing this, the disciples were overjoyed.
Damn, they were saved.
So the senior preferred tough men—if only they’d known, they wouldn’t have been so fearful, just needed to be bold.
But at that moment—
Su Yifan suddenly spoke, “That way, I won’t feel dirty when I kill you.”
With those words, he waved his hand lightly.
A series of booms sounded, and the Xiao clan disciples all turned into blood mist.
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