Chapter 808 - Xuan Ting Demon Sect

The Zhang Clan’s people were dead silent.

The siblings were dead. What was left of the Zhang Clan now? Would they still be the same?

The hearts of the Mo Clan members trembled even more violently, especially the Mo Clan patriarch. He recalled what Chen Fan had said earlier. They indeed couldn’t afford to offend him.

The Mo Clan had chosen wrongly. One outcome of that choice was their patriarch getting his dantian destroyed.

With the deaths of the domineering Zhang Clan siblings, the patriarch’s sorrow was immeasurable.

He realized that had he stood firm against the Zhang Clan before, he might not have ended up in this tragic state. A single mistake had cost him everything.

The crowd, gathered to witness the spectacle, stood frozen in shock, as nobody had expected this outcome.

“So, I am now a disciple of the Xuan Ting Demon Sect?” asked Chen Fan, looking at the youth.

“Of course,” the youth replied with a smile, nodding in agreement. “As long as you’re willing, you can join the sect with me anytime.”

His tone was casual as if Chen Fan had always been a fellow disciple. Zhang Yu, who?

The crowd’s hearts trembled.

Chen Fan had turned his words into reality, killing Zhang Yu and replacing her, ascending to the heavens in a single step.

Such was the way of demonic sects: they only recognized strength.

Chen Fan nodded and slowly rose into the sky.

Everyone’s gazes toward Chen Fan changed.

With a single slash, Chen Fan killed Zhang Yu and claimed her position as a disciple of the Xuan Ting Demon Sect.

“Go back and tell your Zhang Clan patriarch that no one is allowed to lay a finger on this little girl’s family, or your clan will be wiped out,” said the youth from the Xuan Ting Demon Sect, looking at one of the Zhang Clan members.

“Yes," the man answered with a tremor in his voice, his head lowered and his face ashen. There was no way he would dare to say no.

The Zhang Clan was no longer what it had been.

On the other hand, the Xuan Ting Demon Sect remained as formidable as ever, with the power to decide life and death with a single command.

The proverbial lofty tower that the Zhang Clan had built with much difficulty collapsed the moment Zhang Yu died.

“Mister, are you leaving?” Xiaoyu pulled on the end of Chen Fan’s sleeves. Her innocent gaze was filled with reluctance.

Although it had only been a few days, Xiaoyu had grown very fond of this kind, big-brother-like figure.

"Yes, Xiaoyu," Chen Fan replied, gently ruffling her hair. "I came to train, and now I must leave. But you should work hard and focus on your cultivation in the future."

“Xiaoyu will work hard and become as strong as Mister in the future. Then, I will come to the demonic sect to find Mister,” Xiaoyu said, smiling.

“Good.” Chen Fan smiled. Then, he shifted his gaze onto Madam Mo and said, “Madam, take good care of Xiaoyu. I will take my leave. I’ll come back to visit Xiaoyu if there’s a chance in the future.”

“Thank you very much, Mister,” Madam Mo said with a nod.

She knew that no one would dare harm them in the future, thanks to Chen Fan. This was the best outcome.

After all, the demonic island was cruel, and their cultivation was weak.

“If anything happens to them, the Mo Clan and the Zhang Clan will have to share a shallow grave!” Chen Fan rose into the sky, leaving an icy threat behind, as he left with the youth.

His mission was to find Mu Tianfang and to complete the mission given to him by the Merit Hall. So, he had to follow through with what was required.

The Xuan Ting Demon Sect was the strongest force on this demonic island, and he needed to leverage their power. Without them, finding Mu Tianfang would be incredibly difficult.

The crowd watched as Chen Fan and the youth departed, feeling a myriad of emotions in their hearts.

Today was meant to be a glorious day for the Zhang Clan, celebrating Zhang Yu’s return.

However, when Zhang Yu and the others came to the Mo Clan majestically to punish them, Chen Fan killed the Zhang Clan siblings. The once-proud Zhang Clan fell from grace overnight, crashing into an abyss.

While the Zhang Clan wouldn’t face destruction, any hopes of continuing to rule this region were now nothing but a foolish dream.

Even so, no one from the Zhang Clan dared to say anything.

After all, if Chen Fan could kill Zhang Yu with a single slash, he was more than capable of wiping out their clan.

That was how cruel life was on the demonic island. One had to keep their eyes peeled at all times so as to not offend someone they could not afford to mess with.

Take the Zhang Clan, for example. They provoked Chen Fan over a little girl, and their once-mighty tower came crashing down, bringing them back to their humble beginnings.

The Mo Clan, however, was in an even worse position.

They only had one Heavenly Star realm expert; after one wrong decision, his cultivation was destroyed.

They could have curried favor with a future Xuan Ting Demon Sect disciple, but they pushed him away.

The crowd murmured, their voices laced with a hint of satisfaction at the misfortunes of others.

“How unexpected. The once-proud Zhang Clan has fallen straight into the abyss. It’s like a dream.”

“I know, right? They relied on Zhang Yu to act like a tyrant here, acting as they pleased. No one dared to resist them. But now, with those siblings dead, the Zhang Clan is greatly weakened. I wouldn’t be surprised if the other forces who suffered under them took advantage of this opportunity to strike.”

“The Mo Clan is even more pitiful. They couldn’t afford to offend the Zhang Clan, so they attacked that youth. Who would have guessed that he was fiercer than the Zhang Clan? Without a Heavenly Star realm expert to lead them, I doubt the Mo Clan can protect their businesses.”

“That’s right. The Mo Clan’s people are really blind. If they had taken that guy’s side, they would have become the next Zhang Clan with such a huge backing. Pity, what a pity.”

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The Xuan Ting Demon Sect ruled over the demonic island, wielding immense influence.

In the demon sect, Demon King Xuan Ting was the supreme ruler, who held absolute authority over the island. Below him were the Four Great Demon Lords, all of whom were powerhouses in the Manifestation realm.

Below each of the Four Great Demon Lords were the Seven Great Demon Generals. These generals were the ones who actually controlled the island on the ground, enforcing the will of the sect.

Each demon general commanded a powerful demonic path army, collectively known as the Xuan Ting Army. This force was the strongest across the demonic island, suppressing any who dared defy them.

As Chen Fan made his way toward the Xuan Ting Demon Sect, he learned more about the structure and power of the sect.

He had assumed that the Xuan Ting Demon Sect had just one Manifestation realm, Demon King Xuan Ting. Unexpectedly, the Four Great Demon Lords were all in the Manifestation realm. So, they had a total of five Manifestation realm powerhouses.

As for the twenty-eight demon generals under the demon lords’ command, they were all at the peak Heavenly Star realm.

𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

Furthermore, according to the youth from the Xuan Ting Demon Sect, the top three demon generals were on the verge of breaking through to the Manifestation realm, making them half-step Manifestation realm experts.

Judging from that, the Xuan Ting Demon Sect was extremely powerful.

After all, from the information Chen Fan had gathered he knew that the further one ventured toward the center of the Myriad Demon Islands, the stronger the cultivators became.

The Xuan Ting Demon Sect was located at the periphery of the Myriad Demon Islands, but it was already this strong. One could imagine that at the central area, Legendary realm peak demonic cultivators would not be few.

Chen Fan also knew that in the Xuan Ting Demon Sect, one needed to fight for all cultivation resources with their strength, giving rise to experts from iron and blood.

About half a day later, under the lead of this youth, Chen Fan saw a vast and magnificent demonic palace in the central region of this demonic island.

This was Demon King Xuan Ting’s demon palace. It was like a royal palace, a symbol of power.

In the four cardinal directions of Demon King Xuan Ting’s demon palace were four majestic demon palaces of very different styles. The Four Great Demon Lords lived here.