Chapter 1559: Repeated Robberies, Making a Fortune

The Hujiao Clan.

Xiao Fan initially had no grievances with this race.

He hadn't even met any of the young prodigies from this clan.

But for no reason, this clan joined the Anti-Fan Alliance to oppose him!

That was how the feud between the two sides began!

They had participated in several operations to hunt him down.

Now, it was time to make the Hujiao Clan pay the price.

The Hujiao Clan…

Descendants of the Tiger Clan, yet they possessed a portion of the Flood Dragon Bloodline.

Although their Bloodline Power wasn't strong…

…it still allowed this clan to far surpass others in terms of Bloodline.

Ancestor Hu Jiao had just torn through the void and returned to his Domain.

"Will that Terror come?"

"Damn it… If I had known, I wouldn't have offended that Terror in the first place!"

"Sigh… What should I do!"

"…"

Ancestor Hu Jiao was restless and filled with regret.

They had received a message from Ancestor Grey Flood-Croc.

So he had rushed over in a hurry.

But halfway there… Ancestor Grey Flood-Croc replied, telling them not to come as Xiao Fan had already left…

And warned them to be careful.

There was an eighty percent chance Xiao Fan was heading to their Domain!

This made Ancestor Hu Jiao's thoughts frantic.

He gathered the experts of his clan and ordered the entire clan to prepare for battle and for the clansmen to be ready to escape!

All defensive Magic Arrays were activated.

Even though he knew… even if they were all activated, it would be useless!

"Not good!"

Suddenly, Ancestor Hu Jiao's expression froze!

Terrifying aura fluctuations came from the distance!

At this time… this kind of aura!

Who else could it be but Xiao Fan?

Ancestor Hu Jiao immediately sent out messages to contact his allies, then his figure vanished from the main hall.

"Xiao Fan… what are you doing here!" Ancestor Hu Jiao roared, a Crimson Tiger Dharma Image appearing behind him, exuding a king-like pressure!

"Hahaha… First I'll beat you, then I'll rob you!"

Xiao Fan laughed wildly, the Phoenix Dharma Image emerging behind him as True Dragon Qi coiled around his body!

"Kill!!"

Xiao Fan let out a wild roar.

"Damnable!!"

Ancestor Hu Jiao was filled with grief and indignation.

Every time he fought Xiao Fan, he would be suppressed by the Phoenix Dharma Image.

Furthermore, the mysterious aura flowing around Xiao Fan's body made his heart palpitate… a sense of submission rose from the bottom of his heart, making him want to kneel and worship!

Xiao Fan came to bully these Peerless Experts.

Part of the intention was to temper himself.

These Peerless Experts usually held back when attacking him in a group; he had noticed this before…

But now he was coming to their doors one by one!

How could these Peerless Experts still hold back?

A pity…

Even if these Peerless Experts of the Yao Race didn't hold back, they were simply no match for Xiao Fan now.

Before long, Xiao Fan easily suppressed Ancestor Hu Jiao.

Beating him until he spat blood repeatedly, his tiger body shattering several times.

Finally, Ancestor Hu Jiao yielded…

After Xiao Fan extorted resources worth several trillion Top-Grade Spirit Stones.

Only then did Xiao Fan leave, satisfied, patting his pants…

Ancestor Hu Jiao was furious.

He was filled with regret.

It clearly had nothing to do with him, so why on earth did he have to provoke this Terror!!

…

Next, Xiao Fan charged into the Domain of the Five-Horned Red Leopard Clan.

He gave Ancestor Five-Horned Red Leopard a violent thrashing.

After extorting a sum of protection money, he left again…

Naturally, he wouldn't forget the Ancient Dragon Elephant Clan either.

He gave the Clan Chief of the Ancient Dragon Elephant Clan a sound beating.

Then he captured several prodigies of the Ancient Dragon Elephant Clan who had escaped from his spirit beast bag…

After extorting several trillion Top-Grade Spirit Stones, Xiao Fan left once more.

After leaving this time.

Xiao Fan stopped.

He didn't plan to continue the robberies.

"Let's go… Xiao Fan, where's the next stop!" Valley Master Luo Tian urged, trembling with excitement as he held the Storage Pouch.

We've struck it rich, really struck it rich…

After hanging around with Xiao Fan for a bit, his Ghost World Valley wouldn't lack resources for the next thousand years!

"No more robberies… it's quite boring," Xiao Fan shook his head and said indifferently.

"Why?" Valley Master Luo Tian was clearly not satisfied yet and wanted to make another fortune.

"It's nothing… these enemies are all too weak."

He wanted to temper himself and, at the same time, make these races pay a price.

Unfortunately… they paid the price.

But the growth for Xiao Fan himself wasn't much.

Xiao Fan did indeed have the intent to kill these Yao Race ancestors.

But… they couldn't die!

Unless these Yao Race ancestors did something that provoked heaven's wrath and human resentment, crossing Xiao Fan's bottom line.

Otherwise… none of these Yao Race ancestors could be killed right now!

The Ten Thousand Year Great Calamity was approaching.

These Yao Race ancestors were all powerful combatants.

Even using them as cannon fodder would be good.

"You… sigh…"

Valley Master Luo Tian wanted to say a few words of persuasion, but then he thought better of it.

One shouldn't be too greedy.

The Spirit Stones obtained this time were enough.

"Then I'll be going. When you have time, come visit Ghost World Valley; Ning'er is still waiting for you," Valley Master Luo Tian said calmly.

"Mm, I will."

Xiao Fan nodded, watching Valley Master Luo Tian tear through the void and leave…

Then, he flew far away.