Chapter 60 - Stomped to Death
“What did you say?”
Chen Fan's statement made Lin Ba stare at him in disbelief. “Looks like you really want to die, you little bastard. I’ll grant your wish, then. Do it, kill him. But don’t hurt that woman.” N0v3lRealm was the platform where this chapter was initially revealed on N0v3l.B1n.
“Yes!”
The leading servant answered, his expression fierce.
Crackle!
However, Chen Fan made the first move.
A thunderclap reverberated, catching the leading servant off guard. A deadly aura swiftly approached him.
“You’re seeking death!” exclaimed the servant.
He unleashed a palm strike and propelled himself into the air like a roc, utilizing his early-stage, eighth-level cultivation.
“You dodged it? Infinite Thunderclap!”
Chen Fan swung his arm, releasing a sword qi infused with lightning that struck the leading servant, sending him hurtling backward. He crashed onto the ground, howling in agony.
Leaping into the air, Chen Fan descended with his Killing Wind Sword, aiming directly for the leading servant's head.
“What?”
All of this had happened in just a single breath’s time. Chan Fan had effortlessly slain an early-stage, eighth-level expert, making Lin Ba cry out in shock.
Lin Ba's anger flared up instantly, and he bellowed, “Move, all of you! Attack him together and reduce this bastard to minced meat!”
After berating his servants, Lin Ba swiftly flipped his palm, conjuring a whirlwind that stirred up sand and rocks within a hundred paces. A tornado rushed toward Chen Fan.
This was the ultimate martial art of the Lin Clan: the Whirlwind Force. This profound tier cultivation technique could propel rocks as large as millstones in all directions. Its power was far from trivial.
Despite Lin Ba's pale complexion and reputation as a drunkard who indulged in worldly pleasures, he was still a descendant of a prominent martial clan. He practiced a high-quality cultivation technique, and his cultivation was at the seventh level. The power he could bring out was extraordinary.
A tornado taller than an adult was before Chen Fan in the blink of an eye.
The gravel within the whirlwind collided, creating clanging noises. If they struck anyone, they would surely disfigure them.
Chen Fan flitted, appearing before Lin Ba. He stepped on Lin Ba’s face and cursed, “You worthless trash! It's one thing to pick a fight with me back at the auction hall, but daring to intercept and rob me? You must not know how to spell death. Do you truly believe your status as a Lin Clan descendant guarantees your survival?”
“Ahhhhh!”
Lin Ba screamed madly as Chen Fan pressed down on his face.
The overwhelming humiliation washed over him, driving him to the brink of insanity.
He was a direct descendant of the Lin Clan. When had he ever suffered such humiliation?
He had always been the one looking down on others, and now, being on the receiving end was an indescribable torment.
He nearly died from anger!
He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
“Damn it, you’re looking to die, little bastard. You know that? My Lin Clan won’t let you off. If I want you to die, then you will have no choice but to die. Just wait for my Lin Clan’s experts’ pursuit. You won’t escape even if you hide at the ends of the world!” Lin Ba shouted frantically, struggling violently.
“Audacious! How dare you... Quickly release Young Master Lin! Do you not know of Young Master Lin’s status? The Lin Clan isn’t something a cheap little bastard like you could afford to offend, you...”
On the Golden Horned Horse, the woman’s expression changed. However, when she thought of Lin Ba’s status, she began rebuking Chen Fan.
“Shut up!”
Chen Fan directly cut off the woman’s incessant jabbering.
He threw a palm through the air, delivering a powerful slap directly to her face.
The woman was thrown off the horse’s back. She spat out blood in midair, with even her teeth mixed in it.
“Damn it, you better let go. Don't you realize who I am? I’m Lin Ba, the young clan leader of the Lin Clan. You dare treat me this way?! Do you comprehend the severity of the offense you have committed? Don’t you know my Lin Clan isn’t something you can afford to offend? Don’t you know...”
“You talk too much nonsense. You’re the Lin Clan’s young clan leader, so what? I will still kill you!”
Chen Fan cut off Lin Ba’s threats once more.
A surge of primeval qi erupted violently under his feet. With a loud crush, Lin Ba’s head burst like a watermelon, abruptly silencing his clamoring.
If Lin Ba had merely attempted to rob him, it would have been tolerable. However, his audacity in harboring ill intentions toward Qin Yao was something Chen Fan could not bear.
Based on this alone, no one in this world could save him.
Lin Ba had to die!