Peerless War God

Fan Zhui's eyes revealed a fierce glint as he thought to himself that everything was within his calculations.    

"Pa."    

"Pa."    

Following which, one by one, his accomplices fell powerlessly onto the ground. Some even fell onto the ground in a sorry state and fainted.    

Seeing this scene, the cold smile on Fan Zhui's face deepened as he revealed his pale white teeth and said fiercely, "Nothing is more precious than the secrets of the dead. You all can rest in peace. Only when all of you are dead will the evidence be completely destroyed. Only then will my Fan Clan be able to rest in peace. You can consider this as my final contribution. Rest in peace."    

As he spoke, Fan Zhui made his move. Sword shadows flew out one after another and exploded the heads of the people who had fainted without any resistance.    

"Pa."    

"Pu." "Pu." "Pu."    

Blood splattered as a dense bloody smell filled the entire room, causing one to feel nauseous, as though it was purgatory.    

These people had originally believed in Fan Zhui, but in the end, they died without knowing what had happened. They had become fools.    

After killing everyone, Fan Zhui set fire to the corpses of these people and burned them into ashes. He completely destroyed the evidence and left no trace behind.    

After a short moment, Fan Zhui removed the soundproof barrier and pushed open the door to walk out.    

He saw that the guards of the Fan Residence who had been waiting outside for a long time had called out in unison, "Master Zhui."    

Apparently, Fan Zhui had planned this long ago. He wanted to carry out today's matter and completely destroy the evidence. This was a true Feast of Hongmen.    

The guards who were waiting outside were also one of his contingency plans.    

However, it seemed that he would not need to use them now. Fan Zhui had overestimated his companions, so he deserved to be killed.    

Fan Zhui tidied up his collar and patted the ashes on his body. He said coldly, "Clean them up and change them all."    

"Yes."    

He patted his clothes a few times, feeling that the ashes were still stuck to them. It was very uncomfortable.    

Thinking of this, he rushed to his residence to clean himself up.    

When the guards saw this, they immediately started to work.    

"Quick, move."    

"Yes."    

On the other side, the atmosphere in the City Lord's Hall was lively. The Third Prince was accompanied by the three Marquis and had a full meal. His mouth and hands were not idle at all. It could be said that he was at home, and he was happy.    

At this time, a guard of the Fan Residence carefully came behind Fan Ren and reported.    

"It's done."    

When Fan Ren heard this, he was immediately overjoyed and heaved a sigh of relief. Then, he waved his hand and dismissed the guard.    

Such a small action naturally could not be hidden from the Third Prince's eyes. He pretended to be curious and asked, "Marquis Fan, why are you so careful? Can't you say it out for everyone to hear?"    

Making such a small move in front of the Third Prince naturally could not escape the Third Prince's eyes.    

Fan Ren immediately stood up and purposely raised his voice, saying, "Third Prince, you are very perceptive. I have prepared a gift for you."    

"Gift?"    

The Third Prince narrowed his eyes into slits, and his heart was filled with cold laughter.    

He felt that it should not be as simple as a gift.    

However, since Fan Ren had said so, he could not refute it, so he could only continue.    

"What gift?"    

Seeing this, Zheng Yuanwu and Leng Qiu also stood up and cupped their hands, saying, "Third Prince, we have prepared a gift for you."    

The Third Prince laughed and raised his hand, saying, "Since that's the case, then bring it up."    

"Yes," Fan Ren said.    

"Yes," Leng Qiu said.    

Fan Ren walked out from his seat and clapped his hands, instructing the servants, "Give the treasure to the prince."    

"Yes."    

Immediately, a disciple of the Fan Clan brought a huge plate with a red cloth covering it. He walked quickly to the hall and knelt down in front of the Third Prince's steps. He held the treasure in his hands.    

Seeing this, the Third Prince looked at Chen Xiao at the side and asked.    

"It's nothing," Chen Xiao said.    

At the same time, he swept his Spiritual Sense and saw clearly that it was a blade.    

Hearing this, the Third Prince felt relieved. He pretended to be curious and asked, "What treasure is it? Why is it so grand?"    

"Third Highness, please take a look."    

Fan Ren walked over with a face full of smiles and opened the red silk cloth, revealing his true appearance. It was actually a treasured saber.    

This treasured saber was completely blood-red, like amber refined from human blood, but it emitted a scorching aura. It was engraved with complicated talisman scripts that numbered in the tens of hundreds, and there was even a fist-sized gemstone inlaid. It shone brightly, and it was noble and oppressive.    

"This is a fire-attribute Profound Heaven Spirit Treasure level treasured saber. Heh, what a big move. This Fan Ren, tsk tsk."    

When Chen Xiao saw this, he couldn't help but feel amazed in his heart.    

Not only him, but when the other cultivators in the hall saw this, they also let out a cry of surprise, and it was endless.    

"Wow, it's actually a Profound Heaven Spirit Treasure level treasured blade. It's too powerful, right?"    

"This kind of extravagance, the moment it was taken out, it was already such a heavy treasure. As expected of Marquis Fan."    

"This saber is of the fire attribute, so its power must be astonishing. I wonder where this Profound Heaven Spirit Treasure came from, to actually give it to the Third Highness. It's really enviable."    

The cultivators in the hall all discussed among themselves, and they were all dumbfounded.    

Even the Third Prince, who had always been calm, was stunned for a moment. He checked it with his Spiritual Sense for a while, and then he really confirmed that it was a Profound Heaven Spirit Treasure level treasure blade.    

Even he, wanting to obtain such a treasure, was extremely difficult.    

He stood up and carefully checked it three times. His eyes were filled with passion, but he quickly calmed down and sat back down.    

Fan Ren and the other two saw the Third Prince’s every move, so they were assured.    

“This saber is a Mysterious Heaven Spirit Treasure?” the Third Prince asked patiently.    

Fan Ren smiled and took the treasured saber from the guard. He replied, “Yes, Your Highness. This saber is called the Blazing Mountain. It is a fire-attribute treasured saber. It is compatible with Your Highness’s cultivation technique, so it is most suitable for Your Highness to use it. We specially came here to present it to Your Highness, so please accept it.”    

“Oh,” the Third Prince replied indifferently and did not do anything else.    

Obviously, he was thinking about something.    

At this time, Zheng Yuanwu also stepped forward. “Your Highness, I also have a treasure to present.”    

“Oh, you also have a treasure. Alright, take it out. I want to see what it is.”    

The Third Prince replied.    

Zheng Yuanwu had a confident look on his face. He took out his treasure in front of everyone. It was a saber manual.    

“This is the saber manual. If you use it with this treasured saber, it will be extremely powerful. If Your Highness practices it, it will definitely be like adding wings to a tiger. Your strength will increase by a level.”    

“Saber manual?”    

“Yes.”    

The Third Prince took a deep breath and weighed everything in his heart. Then, he looked at Leng Qiu who was standing at the side and said, “What about you? Don’t you also have a treasure?”    

Without a doubt, the Third Prince was a little angry. These three families must have colluded. They had already agreed on this.    

One was sending a saber, and the other was sending a saber manual. What else did the Leng family want to send?    

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