Super War God in the City

"It doesn't matter, let's go have a look!" Ling Fan nodded, taking the lead to walk towards the dense forest ahead of them.

Upon seeing this, He Feiman and Cui He hesitated for a moment but had no choice but to bite the bullet and quickly follow.

As they approached the outer edges of the dense forest, suddenly dozens of people sprang out. The leader, a young man who didn't look very old, around his twenties, watched Ling Fan and his two companions warily with a cold face.

"What are you all doing here? This is the forbidden area of the three great families of the Heavenly Vein. All irrelevant people must leave immediately!" the young man commanded sternly.

Ling Fan's brows furrowed slightly. Were there so many rules to entering the Dragon Pool? What did it matter if it was three families? Just as he was about to speak, He Feiman quickly stepped forward.

"Hello, my uncle is from the Miao Family. He's my friend, and he wants to enter the Dragon Pool to temper his body!" He Feiman introduced them to the young leader.

The water of the Dragon Pool was special, extremely cold, and particularly efficacious for those cultivating Yin Cold Attribute Techniques in terms of body refinement and Qi refinement.

He Feiman thought that Ling Fan came to the Dragon Pool for cultivation, so she said as much.

The young leader was Yuan Hao, a scion of the Yuan Family assigned to guard the Dragon Pool. Hearing this, he looked dubiously at a Miao family member nearby, "Miao Xin, do you know her?"

"Huh? Uncle? What's your name?" Miao Xin sized up He Feiman, full of question marks in his head!

"I am He Feiman from the He Family, my mother is Miao Xuehui!" He Feiman said, slightly nervous.

When Miao Xuehui married into the He Family, the Miao Family did not approve. Over the years, there had been little contact. Initially, the He Family would proactively send gifts during festivals to maintain relations.

However, as the Miao Family remained cold, the He Family grew uncomfortable with always being the ones to make an effort. Thus, in recent years, the frequency of their interactions had significantly decreased. She also did not know whether invoking her mother's name would make a difference!

Miao Xin pondered for a moment after hearing her words, and said indifferently, "So you are the cousin from my aunt's side. This isn't something I can decide. You should go ask my uncle. If the elders agree, I have no objections!"

In her anxiousness, He Feiman said, "Cousin, we're all family here. We just want to borrow the Cold Pool for a short while; it won't take long, and I'll go meet my uncle in a bit!"

"At least not today, Brother Ma's sister-in-law is inside!" Hong Quan, another young member of the Hong family, chimed in evasively.

"Yeah, it's not that we don't want to give you face, but another day would be better. My sister-in-law is meditating inside today!" Yuan Hao suddenly interjected.

Seeing their reaction, Miao Xin also nodded, "Cousin, you should go visit our uncle first. Today's not convenient!"

"This..." He Feiman looked at Ling Fan, torn.

"I have an urgent matter, and I need to go in now. I won't disturb anyone meditating inside, so you'd best step aside!" Ling Fan said blandly, not having the time to banter with these underlings.

"What?" Yuan Hao's face changed immediately upon hearing this.

"Miao Xin, are these relatives of yours here to make trouble? Don't blame the Yuan Family for not showing courtesy!"
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Miao Xin was also taken aback, and immediately looked at He Feiman and her companions, his eyes wide as he scolded, "Have you lost your minds? How dare you come here causing trouble? Not even my uncle can protect you now!"

Hong Quan gave a scoff, "Your Miao Family isn't that strong, but it looks like the guts of your friends and family are quite big. Do you think that in this Youlin, the Miao Family is number one among the three great families?"

Miao Xin broke out in a cold sweat immediately. The Miao Family was indeed number one, but from the bottom.

In this Youlin, the Miao Family had thirty-one members possessing the Heavenly Vein, the Hong Family had twenty-seven, while the Yuan Family was ranked eighteenth.

"Brother Yuan, please calm down. I also don't know what got into these people's heads. I'll have them thrown out immediately!" Miao Xin hastily apologized to the furious Yuan Hao beside him.

"Someone get these idiots out of here!" Miao Xin bellowed urgently, panic rising in his heart.

How could he not panic? Offending the Yuan Family would surely mean the Miao Family Elders would flay him alive.

If that brash young fool brought by He Feiman really broke in, it would be over. Inside was Ma Aolei, wife of Yuan Family heir Yuan Xiuqi.

She had just married over from the Ma Family and was being doted on. He didn't even have the courage to glance at her, and this reckless guy dared to barge in?

With Miao Xin's shout, more than a dozen Miao family members immediately surrounded them, Hong Quan sneered at the side, and Yuan Hao's face was dark as a stormcloud.

"For Feiman's sake, I don't want to lay a hand on you. Whatever it is has nothing to do with your Miao Family. If you don't want trouble, just step aside!" Ling Fan glanced at Miao Xin. This level of cultivation wasn't even enough for one punch.

The Dragon Pool was right in front of him, and his heart fluttered with excitement. He wouldn't let anyone delay him, not today.

He Feiman bit her lip, her face pale. She hadn't expected the woman inside to be the daughter married into the Yuan Family from the Ma Family. She instinctively shrank back, not wanting to conflict with the other party.

But she was hesitant to stop Ling Fan's decision.

"Fuck you, Miao Xin, get the hell out of the way. I want to see how amazing your visiting relative is, goddammit!" Yuan Hao exploded in rage, holding a long spear like a dragon rising from the sea, thrusting fiercely at Ling Fan.

The onlookers' faces all changed. Yuan Hao had the highest cultivation among them, Fourth Grade Middle Stage, his name also listed on the Star Plucking List, and he wielded his long spear as if it were an extension of his body.

He was here today as a guardian for his sister-in-law Ma Aolei.

Facing the dragon-like thrust from the spear, Ling Fan snorted coldly, instantly moved his feet, and met it head-on.

"Fuck, this idiot must be out of his mind, for fuck's sake. Does he think he's a Grandmaster Realm powerhouse? Daring to meet a spear barehanded, he's courting death!" Hong Quan sneered coldly at the side.

Miao Xin too shook his head secretly, "Is this my cousin's boyfriend? Better burn him more paper next year!"

He Feiman wasn't too worried, only stepping a bit farther away while sighing in her heart, "I fear we've deeply offended the Yuan Family. Even if we go to my uncle later, it might be futile!"

However, she didn't stop Ling Fan. Even without the current conflict, she knew the chances were slim, but for some reason, she held a mysterious hope for this brother of hers.

Just then, Yuan Hao roared furiously, "Die, you bastard!"

He was supremely confident in his spear thrust, which could puncture a huge hole even through a thousand-pound boulder, to say nothing of the idiot before him.

In an instant, Ling Fan's figure moved like a ghost, dodging the spearhead and brushing past the shaft to close in on Yuan Hao, his fist hammering towards the latter's chest.

Yuan Hao was shocked, hastily swiped his fist to counter, but how could he be a match for Ling Fan?

With a 'crack', Yuan Hao's arm bones shattered, and he was violently flung backward.

Ling Fan casually took the long spear, spun the spearhead around, and with a sudden burst of strength from his arm, shot the spear like it was Chasing Stars and Moon, aiming for Yuan Hao's hurtling body.

Still mid-air and without leverage, Yuan Hao's eyes were filled with rage as he saw the spear rushing towards him.

"Pff!"

The next second, the spear pierced through his body without pause, shooting into the dense forest and nailing into a century-old tree.

Yuan Hao spurted a mouthful of fresh blood, fell to the ground, and lay there with eyes wide open, dead.

"Who else wants to stop me!" Ling Fan looked over the stunned crowd and said indifferently.