The opponent seemingly hadn't anticipated Lu Fan and the others daring to strike, so they had almost no defensive awareness. Of course, even with defense, it would have been useless.
*Bang...* Lu Fan's fist landed squarely on the opponent's nose. *Whoosh...* A figure was instantly sent flying. *Bang...* After a graceful arc, they crashed into the immortal clouds, *whoosh...* creating a beautiful spray of mist.
*Thud...* The fellow lay there, unmoving.
At the same time, Li Jingjing and Zhantai Ruomei also made their move, one with a golden bell, the other with a golden silk ribbon. One to disorient, the other to strike. In a flash, they flew past the stunned crowd. After a dazzling display, over a dozen people were also lying on the ground.
"Oh dear! We've likely stirred up big trouble now. Kid, we need to run!" the disheveled old Daoist muttered, even as he scurried over to rummage through the fallen figures. In no time, he had looted them all. Even the leader, who had been sent flying quite a distance, wasn't spared; the old Daoist ran over and stripped him bare, leaving him only in his undergarments.
Lu Fan and the other two stared at the disheveled old Daoist, dumbfounded. Was this old fellow trying to play it safe, or rather, trying to play it small?
On the mountainside of Lishan, the female Daoist looked back at the scene, finding it somewhat beyond her expectations.
"Esteemed immortal friends, you should flee quickly. Offending the people of Zixiao Mountain will bring you immense trouble. They truly have a hundred thousand disciples; if they all came, their spit alone could drown you!" the Daoist said calmly from the mountainside.
"Immortal Maiden! Since you are so kind, why don't you take us in?" the disheveled old Daoist seemed to seize an opportunity, shouting at the top of his lungs.
"My master instructed me not to cause any trouble. I cannot help you," the Daoist replied before turning and flying further up the mountain.
"Kid! You dare wait for me here! I will absolutely not let you off!" Suddenly, the leader, who seemed to have regained consciousness, got up from the ground and ran, shouting as he went.
"Uh..."
"......"
Zhantai Ruomei and Li Jingjing simultaneously covered their eyes. That fellow had been stripped by the disheveled old Daoist down to his underpants. The old man was too lewd.
"Kid! Shall... shall we flee?!" the disheveled old Daoist suddenly asked Lu Fan.
"Flee where? Zixiao Mountain has a hundred peaks. Do we even know which peak belongs to them!" Lu Fan glanced around. There didn't seem to be a hundred peaks nearby. If that fellow was telling the truth, then running anywhere would be walking into a trap.
"Kid! Do you know what it means to flee blindly? Heh heh! Of course, we flee up the mountain!" the disheveled old Daoist chuckled lewdly, his eyes glancing towards the peaks of Lishan.
"Wouldn't that just cause them more trouble! However, since we're new to the immortal realm, we should establish ourselves first. The people of Zixiao Mountain dare to be so arrogant, hmph! We'll make an example of Zixiao Mountain first! I want to see what kind of experts they can bring," Lu Fan sneered dismissively.
He had no intention of fleeing. Since the immortal realm valued strength, hmph! Then he would fight his way to establish dominance!
Beneath their feet, those dozen or so individuals had already woken up. However, they remained lying on the ground, feigning unconsciousness, none daring to move. But they had heard everything Lu Fan said.
A moment later, a hundred figures flew from a distant peak, each holding a weapon, their faces filled with rage, as if everyone owed them a debt.
"Senior Brother Qianyan! This is the fellow who hit me!" The guy who had run back earlier, now clad in a long robe, pointed at Lu Fan and shouted to someone beside him.
"Junior Brother Wanyu! Don't worry, today I will make you beat him back exactly how he hit you! If he dares to fight back, hmph! I will break every bone in his body." Qianyan glared at Lu Fan and roared, "Beat him!"
*Whoosh...* Over a hundred people immediately surrounded Lu Fan and the other three. *Whoosh...* The dozen or so individuals who had been feigning death on the ground all jumped up.
"Senior Brother Qianyan! This kid was just bragging, saying he wanted to make an example of us Zixiao Mountain! Hmph! He didn't expect us to hear him!" As soon as they jumped up, the dozen or so people rushed to Qianyan, as if they had accomplished a great feat.
"I said beat him! Why are you all just surrounding him? Beat... Beat him hard!" Qianyan glared at the nearly hundred people around him and shouted angrily.
*Whoosh, whoosh...* The people around them immediately charged towards the four.
"Hmph! Bullying others with power, they deserve a beating!" Li Jingjing and Zhantai Ruomei didn't hold back either, immediately engaging the crowd.
*Swish...* The disheveled old Daoist ran directly towards Lishan.
Lu Fan raised his hands, his fists sending two charging figures flying, and strode towards Qianyan and Wanyu: "Heh heh! Today, I, this young master, will make an example of you two scoundrels!"
*Whoosh, whoosh...* Lu Fan unleashed two punches. *Whoosh, whoosh...* Two figures were sent flying into the air. These fellows were not as strong as the Seventy-two Earthly Fiends, and under Lu Fan's assault, they had no chance to retaliate.
*Bang, bang...* The two figures splashed two beautiful sprays in the immortal clouds again! *Roll...* The two fellows almost simultaneously got up from the ground. *Swish...* Drawing their swords, they charged at Lu Fan again.
*Swish...* Lu Fan's movements were incredibly fast. Before the two could even reach him, his feet had already sent them flying into the air again. This time, they flew even higher than before. *Bang, bang...* Consequently, upon landing, the sprays were even higher than last time. *Groan...* The two fellows fainted simultaneously.
This was the difference between being prepared and not being prepared! Although the outcome was the same, at least they took an extra hit.
Lu Fan turned and charged into the crowd of over a hundred people, his fists flying wildly, sending figures soaring into the sky. Then they fell back down in various poses, creating wave after wave of cloud spray.
At the summit of Lishan, over a dozen young Daoist nuns watched in stunned silence. Having stayed in the sky for countless years, it had never rained from above. Experiencing the feeling of artificial rain now was truly beautiful!
"Ruomei... Ruomei... Why are you standing there instead of fighting?" Li Jingjing suddenly called out to Zhantai Ruomei.
"Senior Sister! I'm recording a short video to post on my Moments!" Zhantai Ruomei shouted while filming with her phone. This time she had learned her lesson, fully charging her phone before leaving and then turning it off. She had even brought two power banks. Hmph!