Soul-Slaying Maiden: Master Of Ancient Divine Weapons

Han Zhen wanted to stand up, but Yi Fan stopped him with a look.

"They're not here with good intentions. Let me test the waters first."

Han Zhen hesitated but didn't argue.

Yi Fan's tone was relaxed.

"Don't worry. I can handle it." As Yi Fan spoke, a golden glow briefly flickered on the hand pressing down on Han Zhen's shoulder before vanishing.

That brief surge of energy made Han Zhen realize Yi Fan's level.

'He's actually at Tier Four?'

Yi Fan walked outside with steady steps.

Han Zhen's booth was near a window, and through the glass, he could see what was happening outside.

He noticed three people about his age standing in the street. Their expressions were arrogant, and they exuded an unmistakable aura of superiority.

"These three are from the Li family?" Han Zhen asked casually.

Let's not forget there was already a Li family member by his side.

"Three idiots," Li Lingzhen scoffed. "They gave up the chance to contract with a spirit companion and focused solely on honing their physical strength, just like most of the people who worship War God Grandpa."

'The Li family is combative by nature.'

That's because the Li family produced a War God—Li Shutong.

Spiritmasters and their contracted spirits are not the only path. The path Li Shutong carved out is entirely different, and many followed in his footsteps.

"With the excavation of more ancient ruins, humanity's tech tree for getting stronger has gained more branches."

"On the technology front, there's CanShang Corporation. On the mutation front, there's Changsheng Corporation. Only those with no other foundation would still choose the path of Spiritmasters and contracted spirits."

More curious knowledge added to his mental database.

Han Zhen thought to himself, 'rich people have tech, rich people can mutate, but poor folks? They're stuck relying on spirit contracts, huh?'

'No wonder Qingteng Academy's annual student intake keeps dwindling—so that's why.'

"Besides, if a Spiritmaster's contracted spirit dies, they're half a cripple. Even if they can contract another one, who can guarantee it'll be a perfect fit? And if it's not a fit? Forcing things doesn't work. Would you want to gamble your future on your other half?

"Moreover, many high-class families don't want their female descendants to become someone else's contracted spirit."

'Tsk.'

Han Zhen found this a brutally realistic truth.

He pushed those thoughts aside and refocused on Yi Fan, who had already walked outside.

———

"So, you're the owner of the Breeze Tavern and the captain of Deep Blue City's First Squad, Yi Fan?"

The short-haired youth standing in the middle glared arrogantly at Yi Fan.

Yi Fan, still in his white shirt and black suit jacket from the tavern, casually tossed his jacket onto a bench nearby. Without responding, he lowered his head and slowly rolled up his shirt sleeves.

His dismissive actions immediately angered the trio opposite him.

"Got the stabilizers ready? I don't want to bring the house down," Yi Fan said after rolling up his sleeves.

Stabilizers were a high-tech invention by CanShang Corporation. They could envelop a designated area and absorb all destructive energy within, neutralizing it entirely.

They were commonly used when Protectors battled Zergs in cities or when gifted individuals fought each other to settle scores.

The cocky young man in the middle gestured to his companions. They immediately scattered four palm-sized silver spheres around the area, which rolled into position and enveloped the entire Breeze Tavern.

The Li family could easily afford this kind of expense.

"The one in the middle is Li Changhao, supposedly the most gifted member of the Li family's younger generation," Li Lingzhen said while pouring Han Zhen a fresh cup of coffee.

Han Zhen accepted the cup, pulling Li Lingzhen closer to him as she sat down beside him. The two of them ended up in an intimate posture.

Today, Li Lingzhen was wearing a light purple dress with darker plaid patterns. The hem was adorned with lavender lace, wrapping her delicate figure and revealing her pale, slender calves.

When Han Zhen held her hand, Li Lingzhen blushed but didn't resist.

The dim lighting in the tavern, an unremarkable booth, a beautiful young woman in a dress with her close friends, and a handsome man exuding masculine energy—what a picturesque scene.

Inspiration for her next story sparked immediately. She was already planning an update tonight.

A sly smile played on Li Lingzhen's lips.

If Han Zhen knew what she was imagining, he'd be amazed by her professional dedication and clap for her.

"And the other two? Who are they?" Han Zhen asked, unaware of Li Lingzhen's vivid imagination.

"Nobodies," she replied dismissively.

At that moment, the two "nobodies" retreated, leaving the battlefield to Li Changhao and Yi Fan.

"Interesting. Let me see what you've got."

As Yi Fan spoke, a thin layer of golden light began to spread over his skin, covering his entire body in moments.

He looked as though he'd been painted with a coat of pale gold, gleaming faintly under the sunlight.

SS-level ability: [Immortal]

Li Changhao sneered. Without making any obvious moves, he suddenly vanished from sight.

When he reappeared, he was already above Yi Fan, his fist smashing down with full force.

His fists were hard. A full-power blow landed directly on Yi Fan's head, a calculated and deadly move.

CLANG!

The impact reverberated back through Li Changhao's fist, making his bones ache. He watched as golden light briefly scattered from Yi Fan's head before reforming.

The recoil forced Li Changhao to retreat, trying to widen the gap.

As a former combat Spiritmaster, Yi Fan wouldn't give him that chance.

With the golden glow enhancing him, Yi Fan gleamed like a golden statue, radiating an imposing aura.

[Immortal] didn't just offer defense. The golden energy coursing through Yi Fan's body strengthened his internal organs, meridians, and power by severalfold.

Yi Fan stomped hard, propelling himself forward. His golden fist struck Li Changhao square in the chest.

Li Changhao felt his breath catch, as though an oversized Zerg buffalo had rammed into him.

But he didn't fly backward.

Planting his feet firmly, Li Changhao absorbed the blow, sliding several meters back as the ground beneath him was gouged into two deep furrows.

"Not bad!"

Li Changhao took Yi Fan's punch head-on, casually rubbing his chest as excitement gleamed in his eyes.

But Yi Fan knew his punch had unleashed his full Tier Four power.

His expression turned serious. This arrogant young man wasn't going to be easy to deal with.

Faint white mist began to rise above Li Changhao's head.

"Come at me again!"

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