Chapter 805 - I Told You to Get Lost

Young Master Zhang, of course, referred to the Zhang Clan’s Zhang Wuji. Evidently, they had managed to track her down.

Recalling the sinister rumors surrounding Zhang Wuji, Madam Mo’s face turned deathly pale.

Ever since her husband died, her daughter had become her life. Even though the Mo Clan treated them poorly, she had endured everything for Xiaoyu’s sake, hoping her daughter would have a chance to grow.

On the demonic island, women with low cultivation levels faced constant danger.

Many demonic cultivators lived without restraint, acting brutal and heartless. Zhang Wuji was one such man—infamous for his depravity.

“Brother, Xiaoyu is your niece.”

Madam Mo stood in between them.

“

Hmph

, you bitch, capture her as well and send her over too.”

That youth did not care.

If they did not give Young Master Zhang an explanation, their entire Mo Clan would be done for. To him, Xiaoyu being his niece mattered little. What good was family if the clan itself perished?

The Mo Clan was far too weak to stand against such power. They lived in constant fear, knowing that one misstep could lead to their destruction.

Seated calmly nearby, Chen Fan suddenly said, “Wait a minute.”

Xiaoyu curled up in his embrace, her small frame trembling. Her pale, frightened face said it all—this so-called uncle had treated her terribly.

His actions today only confirmed it. To save himself, he was willing to offer up both mother and daughter to the Zhang Clan without a second thought.

“You beat up Young Master Zhang’s people and stopped them from capturing this little bitch! How dare you!”

The youth stared at Chen Fan maliciously. This damned asshole, was he trying to push his Mo Clan into the deep abyss?

“Someone tried to seize your niece, I stepped in to help, and now you’re planning to hand her over to them as an apology?” Chen Fan asked coldly, looking at the youth in front of him. Then, he looked at Xiaoyu, his tone soft as he said, “Don’t be afraid, Xiaoyu. I’m here.”

“Mister, these people are very strong. You should leave me and go. This has nothing to do with Mister.” Xiaoyu looked at Chen Fan, her gaze filled with despair.

At only thirteen years old, she already seemed resigned to her fate.

“It will be fine. Mister is not afraid of them.” Chen Fan smiled and consoled, rubbing Xiaoyu’s head.

“Shameless boasting.” The youth smiled coldly. He waved his arm, and the group of people immediately surrounded Chen Fan. Even more scared, Xiaoyu clung tightly to him.

Meanwhile, a figure stood motionless in the distance, suspended in midair. His gaze locked onto Chen Fan, radiating a bone-chilling intent.

“Hurry up.”

This was Zhang Wuji’s attendant, the one tasked with retrieving Xiaoyu yesterday. After he returned empty-handed, Zhang Wuji had left him with a grim ultimatum: bring the girl, or bring your head.

“Yes.” A cold light shot out from the youth’s eyes. His half-step Heavenly Star realm aura erupted abruptly as he stepped forth. Ignoring his lackeys, he advanced on Chen Fan himself.

Bursts of demonic might rolled and roared. The winds and clouds changed. He stared at Chen Fan and said, “Little bitch, it’s your blessing to have caught Young Master Zhang’s eyes. How dare you run, you fool.”

The youth raised his hand and swung it down toward Chen Fan’s head with unrestrained ferocity.

“Xiaoyu!”

At the side, Madam Mo’s complexion turned ghastly white, revealing a look of despair.

But just as the palm was about to strike, Chen Fan casually raised his hand, catching it mid-air. The terrifying demonic energy came to an abrupt halt as if frozen in time.

Pa.

Everyone present stood rooted in place, their faces frozen in disbelief.

Still seated calmly, Chen Fan turned his gaze to Xiaoyu and said, “With Mister here, no one can take you away.”

Xiaoyu blinked her wide, clear eyes in astonishment. She timidly asked, “Mister, have you stepped into the Heavenly Star realm?”

“That’s right, Mister has already entered the Heavenly Star realm,” said Chen Fan with a smile.

The people around him stiffened, and the youth’s complexion paled slightly.

Suddenly, a powerful demonic might descended. An old man walked out of the void, emanating the powerful pressure of a Heavenly Star realm.

“Who are you, and why have you intervened in my Mo Clan’s matters?” said the old man coldly, looking at Chen Fan.

“Grandfather, Mister is a good person!” shouted Xiaoyu, looking at the old man.

But the old man merely cast her a frigid glance. His indifference cut through her words like a knife. It was clear to anyone watching—he had already made his decision.

Xiaoyu looked at her grandfather, revealing a pleading look.

Chen Fan sighed in his heart and said, “You don’t need to know who I am. If he wants her, then tell Zhang Wuji to come find me himself.”

A cold light flashed in the old man’s eyes, and he snorted coldly, “What big talk. Let’s see what makes you think you can say something like that.”

His demonic might erupted, covering the sky. The nearby crowd was suppressed to the point that they could not catch their breath.

“I’m telling you...” Chen Fan said, his tone calm yet carrying an unmistakable edge of dominance.

“Scram!”

As his words fell, heaven and earth rumbled.

A terrifying sound wave swept out, striking the old man like lightning.

With a loud rumble, the overwhelming demonic might around the old man dispersed, and he flew out, crashing violently into the wall, causing the building to break apart.

Blood spilled from his lips as he struggled to sit up, his pale face frozen in terror as he stared at Chen Fan.

The nearby people also turned pale and their legs trembled. Everyone looked at Chen Fan in shock. That arrogant youth from earlier even went limp like noodles.

The youth looked at Chen Fan and let out a shout. His father had stepped into the Heavenly Star realm, yet he was injured just like that. What kind of terrifying cultivation was that?

“Go back and tell Zhang Wuji to come personally if he wants to take her!” Chen Fan gazed toward that attendant.

The attendant, shaking, nodded hastily before fleeing, followed quickly by the rest.

The others also slipped away in an instant.

Madam Mo stared at Chen Fan. She had never expected him to be strong enough to injure the Mo Clan’s strongest with just a shout. That was too terrifying.

“Mister, you’re so amazing.” Xiaoyu looked at Chen Fan, her eyes filled with stars.

Chen Fan rubbed Xiaoyu’s head, smiled, and said, “Xiaoyu, you’re still young. You need to know that in this world, there are many much stronger than me. So, you must cultivate well to protect your mother in the future.”

“

Mmm

, I must become as amazing as Mister in the future.” Xiaoyu nodded heavily.

𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Madam Mo walked up to him. Although he had resolved this situation, her face was still full of worries. “Mister Chen, the Zhang Clan is much stronger than the Mo Clan.”

Although Chen Fan injured a second-level Heavenly Star realm expert with a shout, the Zhang Clan could wipe out the entire Mo Clan with a single breath.

The Zhang Clan had more than ten Heavenly Star realm experts, and even Zhang Wuji was also incredibly powerful. Moreover, he still had an elder sister who was an even greater genius and was someone from the Xuan Ting Demon Sect. In this area, the Zhang Clan was king.

Chen Fan chuckled, “What’s the cultivation level of the Zhang Clan’s strongest expert? Are there more Manifestation realm figures on this demonic island aside from Demon King Xuan Ting?”

Hearing this, Madam Mo’s expression stiffened.