The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign-Chapter 92 - 90: Fight Back!

Trouble? For Ye Jizu to use such a panicked tone... Qin Fan’s brow furrowed unconsciously.

He responded, "What’s wrong?"

"Master Qin, the business with Zhan Long has been exposed! His brother-in-law, Lan Xiaosheng’s son Lan Tianchun, has issued a proclamation to the Martial Arts World of Huaxia. He says that in three days, he’s going to take my head! What... what should I do?" Ye Jizu stammered, his words taking more than ten seconds to get out.

One could only imagine the state he was in.

"Don’t panic," Qin Fan said teasingly. "Is that all the courage a big shot like you has?"

Don’t panic? That’s Lan Xiaosheng’s son! Another monster who entered into the Great Success Cultivation of Dark Energy on his thirty-first birthday! Sure, I, Ye Jizu, have established my name as a powerful figure in Lingnan under the Ye Family’s banner. I’m even considered a big shot in the entire Huaxia Underworld! But in the Martial Arts World, what does that count for? Especially when compared to Lan Xiaosheng’s son?

"Master... Master Qin, please stop joking! You’re my only hope! If you don’t help me, I’m toast! With Lan Xiaosheng’s reputation looming over us, even if Lan Tianchun slaughtered me in front of the entire Ye Family, they wouldn’t do anything! I’d have died for nothing!" Ye Jizu explained in a state of utter panic.

He was like an ordinary person facing a merciless inferno, completely unable to resist, waiting to be devoured. That was the state Ye Jizu was in. He was facing Lan Tianchun, a master of Dark Energy Great Success, and his father, Lan Xiaosheng, who was rumored to have entered the Grandmaster Realm years ago. When facing a death sentence from figures like these, Ye Jizu couldn’t even think of resisting. To put it bluntly, he’d have to wash his neck and wait obediently for the blade.

The reasons were simple. First, the Ye Family could not afford the consequences of making enemies of this father-son duo. Second, Lan Xiaosheng’s son-in-law really had died because of him! These two factors made Qin Fan his one and only lifeline.

"Relax, you won’t die," Qin Fan laughed. "He publicly announced to the entire Martial Arts World that he wants your head, right? Fine. Let’s issue a counter-challenge. Tell him that in three days, at the very place Zhan Long died—the Nine Dragons Teahouse—he should come with his neck washed, ready to die!"

If it were anyone else, Qin Fan might not be this interested. But Lan Xiaosheng’s son? That was a different story. With his current Cultivation at the Late Stage of Qi Refinement, he was genuinely curious to see what level these so-called Grandmasters were on. Besides, if he killed Lan Tianchun, wouldn’t that be the perfect bait to draw out Lan Xiaosheng himself?

"Master Qin, you can’t be joking... Are we really going to say that?" Hearing the initial reassurance, Ye Jizu felt a surge of excitement, but the rest of Qin Fan’s words left him completely stunned. Counter-challenge Lan Tianchun in the Martial Arts World? Tell *him* to wash his neck and come to die? That’s not just a bluff; that’s insane! Everyone will think I’ve lost my mind!

"Do you have the guts for it?" Qin Fan asked after a pause, a playful smirk touching his lips.

HUFF... HUFF...

The breathing on the other end of the line became ragged.

After a brief, hesitant pause, Ye Jizu gritted his teeth. "Alright! We’ll do exactly as you say, Master Qin!"

"Good. If there’s nothing else, that’s all. I’m hanging up," Qin Fan said.

"Wait, Master Qin! There’s... there’s something else!" Ye Jizu’s voice hurriedly cut in just as Qin Fan was about to hang up.

"Spit it out."

"Master Qin, the Old Master knows you’re back. He wants to see you! He’s afraid going to the school to find you would cause a commotion, so maybe we can find a convenient place? Also... there’s an acquaintance of yours here, too!" Ye Jizu said.

An acquaintance? Someone connected to the Ye Family who I also know? For a moment, Qin Fan was stumped, unable to think of who it could be.

Hearing the deliberately mysterious tone in Ye Jizu’s voice, Qin Fan didn’t press for details. "No need to find a place," he said instead. "I’ll come to you."

"You’re coming over, Master Qin? Wonderful! That’s wonderful!" Ye Jizu exclaimed, overjoyed by the unexpected answer. "I’ll tell the Old Master right away so he can prepare!" The crushing anxiety from Lan Tianchun’s threat seemed to vanish completely with Qin Fan’s agreement.

After Qin Fan hung up, a beaming Ye Jizu threw open the study doors and hurried downstairs.

"Master Qin, what... what was all that about?" Tao Yuan had been trailing behind Qin Fan, and the snippets he’d overheard—about taking heads, the Martial Arts World, and washing necks—had left him utterly flabbergasted. He couldn’t restrain his curiosity a moment longer after Qin Fan hung up.

"It’s nothing," Qin Fan said with a dismissive shake of his head. "Alright, no need to see me out. I can go myself." He slipped his phone back into his pocket and walked off at a brisk pace.

「Ye Family Mansion」

When Ye Congjun heard Ye Jizu’s words, the calligraphy brush swirling across the rice paper in his hand trembled and fell. He turned his head, a look of pure delight on his face. "Qin Fan is coming here? Are you serious?"

"Old Master, would I joke about something like this?" Ye Jizu replied emphatically.

Upon hearing Ye Jizu’s firm confirmation, Ye Congjun suddenly froze.

Transformation Realm Grandmaster, miraculous healer, master of Geomancy and Divine Physiognomy, Heavenly Thunder Master, dragon-slaying deity... Just how many secrets does he carry? How is he capable of all these incredible feats?

He heaved a heavy sigh. Pacing a few steps toward the main gate with his hands clasped behind his back, he began to mutter to himself.

When Ye Jizu caught the words "Heavenly Thunder Master" and "dragon-slaying deity," he froze.

His eyes widened in shock. Hurrying after Ye Congjun, he asked urgently, "Old Master, what was that about a Heavenly Thunder Master and a dragon-slaying deity? Are you talking about Qin Fan?"

SIGH...

Ye Congjun closed his eyes, a resigned smile on his face as he shook his head.

He then asked, "When the Ma Family’s boy called you for help, where did he say he was?"

"Dianbai," Ye Jizu answered, still puzzled. "To this day, I can’t figure out what they were doing out there."

"A week ago, did you hear the news?" Ye Congjun said slowly. "More than ten Fortune Tellers and Magicians from the southern school gathered to subdue a Jiao Dragon, but someone beat them to it."

Ye Jizu’s brow furrowed. Of course, he knew about that incident. But listening to the Old Master... could this possibly be related to Qin Fan? He quickly asked, "Old Master, are you saying Qin Fan was involved in that?"

"I later went to great lengths to find out," Ye Congjun continued, "that the Jiao Dragon, a creature not seen for centuries, emerged from a cave pond on Yanjing Ridge in Dianbai. And on the very night the Jiao Dragon was slain, the Ma Family’s boy and Qin Fan just happened to be in Dianbai when they called you. Do you think that’s a coincidence?

"He summoned the Ninth Layer of Heavenly Thunder—something only those at the Heavenly Master Level can do. He entered the Dragon Pond alone and slayed the Jiao Dragon! He’s just a teenager, yet he accomplished something that dozens of famous, long-established Fortune Tellers and Magicians wouldn’t even dare attempt!

"I used to wonder if I was overestimating him," Ye Congjun lamented with a deep sigh. "How ridiculously wrong I was. We have underestimated him, time and time again."