Chapter 009: Han Yan Powder

“Let’s not rush into action. How about we go and take a look at those people? Who exactly are they?” Du Fan said to Rob with a smile.
“Okay, let’s go check it out,” Rob nodded.
“Naixiu, go to Lilith. She’s a woman and can’t use combat magic—your job is to protect her,” Du Fan told Naixiu.
After saying that, Du Fan and Rob slipped out of the camp like a gust of wind.
With their speed and stealth abilities, the sneaky attackers approaching the camp were completely unaware of their movements.
Hiding behind the group, Rob immediately set up a silent barrier.
“Du Fan, these people are really weak. Coming here to attack us with such strength—they must be overconfident,” Rob said disdainfully, looking at the sneaking figures ahead.
“Maybe they don’t know you’re here,” Du Fan replied with a smile.
To be honest, none of the people below were at level nine or above. In Du Fan and Rob’s eyes, such attackers were utterly insignificant!
Du Fan was also puzzled. If there were experts at levels eight or nine among them, it meant there must be a powerful force behind them. In his analysis, the most likely candidates were the Fishers or the Lionheart Family. But these two major factions’ intelligence networks surely knew about Rob capturing the Flying Wolf band alone, and they must also know that Rob was with him.
If they knew, why send such a team? Wasn’t that just sending them to their deaths?
With a slight thought, Du Fan silently unleashed a Wind Binding spell. Several green wind bands wrapped around the feet of the first few attackers.
Suddenly trapped, the attackers stumbled forward and fell, causing those behind them to step on them accidentally.
“Be careful!” a voice, deliberately lowered, came from among the crowd.
Hearing this, the attackers stopped and waited for the fallen ones to get up before continuing their attack.
Looking at the man who spoke, he was quite strong, and his shiny bald head added to his fierce appearance.
It seemed he was the leader of this group.

Soon, as the group slowly approached Du Fan and his companions’ camp, they spread out in a fan shape. In no time, under Du Fan and Rob’s eyes, one of them took out a pack from their bosom. Opening the pack, they scattered its contents around the edge of the camp. As the powder dispersed, a faint, pungent smell reached Du Fan’s nose. “Cold Smoke Powder!” The moment this smell reached him, Du Fan immediately recognized it! During his time studying alchemy, he was well familiar with this kind of Cold Smoke Powder—created by combining the feces of nine water- or ice-type magical beasts with several rare poisons. When ignited, Cold Smoke Powder emitted a very faint smoke; so faint that those with insufficient cultivation skills would never detect it. Inhaling such smoke would cause the victim’s body to stiffen and die, with symptoms resembling freezing to death. Moreover, even those at the Saint level would find it hard to detect such a faint smoke. If Du Fan weren’t already a domain master and highly knowledgeable about alchemy and Cold Smoke Powder, he might have struggled to detect it as well. Even a Saint could die from this poison! Seeing this, Du Fan immediately understood that the force behind these ambushers must have thought Rob was a Saint-level expert. But then, Du Fan smiled inwardly—Saint level? We’ve long been beyond that. Indeed, if he really were only at the Saint level, he might have perished here tonight. Now that he knew these people were carrying Cold Smoke Powder, Du Fan certainly wouldn’t let them continue. “Rob, take them out! Just keep the bald leader and a few of his men,” Du Fan said to Rob with a smile. Hearing this, Rob let out a roar and charged forward. “Du Fan, haha! I just love killing!” he laughed loudly as he flew forward. Soon, under Rob’s assault, the ambushers, unaware of what was happening, were all killed by Rob except for the bald man! With two sharp noises, Rob stopped and stood in front of the bald man. After Rob finished killing them, the bald man and his three followers finally realized that only four of the people they brought with them were still alive!

Damn it, what level of cultivation is that? Why is he so powerful! The bald man thought furiously. Could it be that this person is truly only at the Saint level? Is the Saint level really that strong? Is there such a big gap between the Saint level and level nine? This bald man himself was also a level nine expert. Even if faced with those attackers who were killed by Rob in one go, he could only turn around and flee immediately. But this person in front of him was like a gust of wind—wherever the wind blew, those people would explode and die! With corpses and blood everywhere, even a strong man like the bald man, who was used to seeing death, shuddered. “Run!” Faced with this situation, the bald man shouted and turned to run! As soon as he lifted his foot, he and his three followers found that they couldn’t move at all. Their bodies had been trapped by Du Fan’s wind magic. “Run! Run away!” Du Fan turned around from behind and appeared in front of the four of them. As soon as he reached them, he slapped each one. Under Du Fan’s strength, their faces swelled up heavily. “You can’t insult people like this!” the bald man shouted loudly. Generally speaking, slapping someone is a very serious insult. As soon as the bald man said that, Du Fan slapped him again, and soon his face became distorted like a pig’s. However, this slap stunned the bald man, who stopped talking and stared at Du Fan with murderous intent. “Are you all from the Lionheart Family?” After slapping the bald man, Du Fan grabbed one of the people nearby by the hair, pulled him back hard, and tilted his head upward to ask. “Hmph,” the man grunted heavily. Hearing this grunt, Du Fan immediately laughed. If the man hadn’t grunted, Du Fan might not have been sure, but with that grunt, he was almost certain that these people sent to poison him were from the Lionheart Family. Du Fan then went back to the bald man. “Judging from your skills, you’re also a level nine expert. You must be an important figure in the Lionheart Family. Why have I never seen you before?” “Du Fan, since you’ve caught us, just kill us quickly. Don’t be hesitant,” the bald man said resolutely. Hearing this, Du Fan chuckled.

He stretched out his right hand, and a glowing sphere appeared in Du Fan’s palm. With a simple motion, Du Fan threw the sphere into the bald man’s body. This sphere was a highly concentrated sphere of light martial energy created by Du Fan. Once inside the bald man’s body, it quickly began to explode along his meridians. Light martial energy was extremely effective for healing, but it was just as effective for destruction. Even to the naked eye, it was clear that muscles kept bulging inside the bald man’s body—these bulges were the result of the sphere exploding within him. Eventually, the bald man could no longer bear it and started screaming loudly! The pain caused by the explosions of martial energy within his body was beyond what ordinary people could endure. The explosions tore apart his veins and flesh, as if countless small knives were constantly cutting into him. The bald man’s screams finally woke up the soldiers in the camp. Along with them came two women: Nai Xiu and Lilith. “Baldy, I know you’re all from the Lionheart Family. The answer is obvious—within the entire Gavin Empire, only you Lionheart Family would dare to attack me, Du Fan. Since you came looking for trouble, don’t blame me.” After saying this, Du Fan stretched out his palm and struck the bald man’s head as well as the other two, leaving only the one with the lowest level of cultivation, at level seven. He then slapped that person’s chest, and a powerful surge of light martial energy instantly destroyed that level-seven warrior’s meridians, reducing his cultivation level to three in an instant! “I’m sparing your life so you can go back and tell your masters they don’t need to send trash like you to deal with me. I’ll return to the capital soon and confront them in person,” Du Fan said. With a wave of his hand, he removed the magic binding the warrior. Soon, the warrior stumbled away at full speed—this place was nothing he wanted to stay in! It was nothing but terror for him—endless terror! “Gather up all those bags on the ground for me,” Du Fan ordered the soldiers.

Cold Smoke Powder is a very precious poison. When burned, the smoke it emits can cause massive destruction! Of course, if it isn’t burned, it’s just a powder with an unusual odor. The area was already filled with corpses and blood, so it was impossible to continue camping there. After such a bloody battle, Du Fan led his team to set off again, advancing nearly a hundred miles under the cover of night. By morning, they entered a city and found an inn to rest in. The group slept until around one or two in the afternoon before continuing their journey. After another two days, they arrived in Suiye City in the late evening. Suiye City was only five days’ journey away from the capital, and the more they approached the capital, the more prosperous the land became. The group had now reached Suiye City, a city in the Kara Province. Although it wasn’t the provincial capital, it was still a famous city with a population of over four hundred thousand, comparable to that of Kara’s capital. Upon entering Suiye City, they quickly found an inn. “Who is the innkeeper?” Du Fan asked as soon as they entered. Seeing a group of soldiers, the people in the inn didn’t dare to neglect them, and soon a man with a mustache, medium build, and slightly thin appeared. “My lords, I am the owner of this inn. What can I do for you?” he asked immediately upon seeing such a group of soldiers.