Chapter 211: Born in a Kingdom of Women

This person was somewhat pretentious.

His behavior was a bit effeminate, and the delicate finger gesture he made while waving his hand was full of charm, exuding a submissive aura.

Liu Lingfeng was a disciple of the Mystic Sword Pavilion, where all members were women. He was the only male disciple there, having grown up in the pavilion since childhood. Over time, he had adopted women's habits, always carrying rouge and powder with him.

"Liu Lingfeng, why are you here?" Lei Hengfeng's expression hardened, as if he disliked the man before him.

Liu Lingfeng glanced at Lei Hengfeng and chuckled lightly, "Is this place yours, the Dao Seed Mountain?"

"Hmph," Lei Hengfeng snorted coldly.

…

At this moment, Lin Fan was somewhat displeased. He was in the middle of a robbery, yet these people ignored him, which annoyed him greatly. Could it be that people nowadays weren't even afraid of being robbed?

Or had bandits lost all their authority?

Lin Fan cleared his throat and stepped forward, "Please pay attention. This is a robbery. Kindly cooperate."

How could people be so carefree? Here he was, a fierce bandit standing before them, yet they completely ignored him. It was truly beyond words.

Especially Sha Dulong and the others—they were the notorious Fourteen Bandits of the Desert. Their fierce faces alone would make anyone's heart race with just one glance.

But this group completely disregarded them, making Lin Fan feel he couldn't let this continue. He had to speak up and remind them.

And this Liu Lingfeng had a unique aura. Lin Fan felt a desire to teach him a lesson, as people who caught his eye were rare.

The moment Lin Fan spoke, Liu Lingfeng's bright eyes and delicate brows furrowed slightly.

"Scram. Killing you would dirty my sword."

At that instant, Liu Lingfeng's demeanor suddenly changed. A sword intent, blending yin and yang, permeated the surroundings, as if every blade of grass and tree were locked onto by this intent.

Standing beside Lei Hengfeng, Xing Yueyu felt uncomfortable with this aura, as did the senior brothers behind her.

They cursed inwardly.

Liu Lingfeng was definitely doing this on purpose, oppressing others with his aura, especially since he cultivated the sharpest sword intent in the world.

Their cultivation was not as profound as Liu Lingfeng's, so they couldn't withstand this fierce sword intent. Beads of sweat dripped from their foreheads, but they gritted their teeth and endured.

At this moment, Lei Hengfeng stepped forward, his aura surging like a rainbow, shielding his junior brothers from the sword intent.

"Don't go too far," Lei Hengfeng said sternly.

Liu Lingfeng glanced at Lei Hengfeng, shrugged slightly, then looked at Lin Fan and the others, "Three breaths. If you're not gone by then, you'll bear the consequences."

Liu Lingfeng looked at Lin Fan and the others as if they were mere ants.

Lin Fan exploded. He hadn't expected this man to be so full of swagger, exuding an overwhelming sense of arrogance with every breath.

Not only was he effeminate, but he also radiated a condescending aura.

"How dare you! How dare you speak to my master like that!" Sha Dulong, carrying his twin blades, scolded fiercely.

This fellow dared to be so insolent before the master; he was simply asking for death.

Though the master said nothing, as his subordinates, they couldn't tolerate anyone insulting him.

But just then, Sha Dulong's heart tightened, as if a force had locked onto him. A chill ran through him, as if he had fallen into hell.

"Annoying," Liu Lingfeng said, casting a sidelong glance. A cold gleam shot out like lightning, striking at Sha Dulong.

Sha Dulong's heart leaped to his throat. The brilliant light was as fast as lightning. He wanted to dodge, but his body felt locked in place, unable to move at all.

At the slightest disagreement, they would resort to violence.

"Don't be too presumptuous."

Sha Dulong had thought he was about to die, but at that very moment, the cold gleam abruptly stopped, caught between two fingers, unable to move an inch.

"Well, since you've come to me of your own accord, I might as well rob you too." Lin Fan said calmly. Liu Lingfeng was not weak, but falling into his hands was simply his misfortune.

At this moment, Liu Lingfeng was greatly shocked. He had never imagined that his sword strike would be caught so effortlessly, and with just two fingers at that.

This... this...

In that instant, a cold light flashed in Liu Lingfeng's eyes. He twisted his wrist, intending to sever Lin Fan's fingers, but no matter how much strength he used, the long sword in his hand could not move a fraction.

Lei Hengfeng stood by, his heart churning with turbulent waves. He knew Liu Lingfeng's strength; even he himself might not be a match for him.

Although this fellow was somewhat annoying, his strength had to be acknowledged. Yet now, the other party had caught his sword so effortlessly, and with just two fingers.

This filled Lei Hengfeng with terror.

A world of difference.

Their strength was far too inferior to his.

Who exactly is he? He is definitely no ordinary bandit.

"All of you, behave yourselves, or I'll chop you all up!" At that moment, Lin Fan flicked his finger, and a fierce force traveled from the long sword to jolt Liu Lingfeng's body.

Liu Lingfeng staggered back several steps, his face full of astonishment, clearly unable to believe it.

Seeing how unruly these fellows were, Lin Fan realized that he had been too friendly. If he didn't get tougher, they wouldn't fear him.

At that moment, Lin Fan took out the Eternal Axe and slammed it heavily onto the ground.

A domineering aura swept across the scene.

Faced with Lin Fan's roar, Liu Lingfeng's body trembled violently. The facade of strength he had put on now began to waver with fear.

"Senior, with your formidable strength, you should not stoop to such deeds," Lei Hengfeng said, now much more subdued. The other party's strength had exceeded their expectations; they had not imagined he would be so powerful.

"Enough nonsense! Men to the left, women to the right, hands behind your heads. Put all your valuables on the ground." At this moment, Lin Fan exuded an air of dominance, the fierce might of a supreme bandit enveloping everyone.

Sha Dulong and the others looked at Lin Fan, their shocked eyes filled with admiration.

The king of bandits! In their eyes, this was what true robbery looked like.

Thinking back on their own past robberies, it was like a minor sorcerer in the presence of a great one.

With just a few words, the adult had subdued the other party, leaving them no room to resist. Truly admirable.

"Don't move rashly." Liu Lingfeng's chest heaved, his heart unwilling, but Lei Hengfeng quickly stopped him, afraid that impulsiveness might cost them their lives.

"Senior Brother." Xing Yueyu stood alone to the side, her face on the verge of tears, her heart filled with fear.

"All of you, squat down!" Lin Fan roared again.

Lei Hengfeng and the others immediately squatted on the ground. Xing Yueyu's eyes began to redden; she had never imagined that their training expedition would lead to such a situation.

They hadn't even done anything, yet they were being robbed on the road. Her heart was bitter.

The Fourteen Bandits of the Desert looked at these sect disciples, who had been so arrogant before, and smiled with pride.

Look, these sect disciples were now squatting there obediently. This was a scene they had never even dreamed of.

"Let's get to work." Lin Fan flicked his sleeve and began the confiscation operation.

At this moment, Lin Fan stood like a king, hands clasped behind his back, looking down at the disciples squatting in two rows.