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"So you and the sect leader really didn't abandon me!" Looking at the bustling scene in Crimson Thunder Ancient City before him, Fan Tong's eyes were filled with tears.

"We felt something was amiss back then, but the sect leader was at a crucial stage in his cultivation and had no way to openly confront the Grand Elder!"

"So I came up with this plan, which serves as both a training ground for you and a way to preserve your family's legacy. Even if you're not cut out for cultivation, it will still provide you with a good livelihood in the future!"

"However, your talent seems quite good so far. Hurry back and meet everyone. In an hour, I will take you back to the sect, and then we will go to the Scripture Pavilion to choose some cultivation techniques and martial arts skills!"

Shen You finished speaking, half sighing and half explaining, and then disappeared from the spot, leaving Fan Tong silently watching the scene not far away.

Walking along the familiar streets, I strolled into the city lord's mansion. Everything inside remained unchanged, except that the once burly guards now looked somewhat weathered.

Upon recognizing Fan Tong as the young city lord, the guards cheered in alarm, drawing the attention of the city's residents. Understanding the reason behind this, the entire city immediately erupted in excitement.

Amidst the cacophony of voices, Fan Tong realized that Shen Youtu and the others had not deceived him; although these city residents had been reduced to slavery, they were indeed well protected.

After spending some time with the city's residents, Fan Tong returned to the city lord's mansion and sat for a while. Then, after giving some instructions to the steward, he went to the place where he had parted ways with Shen Youtu.

"Oh! So eager to go back to cultivate?" Shen Youtu appeared and couldn't help but tease him.

"Seeing that the city's residents are safe and sound, and the city is in good order, I have no more worries! My next step is to cultivate diligently and try to find my parents so that we can be reunited!"

Fan Tong nodded vigorously, his resolute gaze inspiring awe.

"Hmm! That brat is right! Dignity lies only in swords and spears, truth only in fists!"

"Huh? You know this phrase too?"

"Nonsense! I taught your father that phrase!"

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The next morning, Fan Tong suppressed his excitement about what he had gained in the Sutra Repository and looked at the Fengqing Sect disciples in front of him.

"Demons have appeared in Wanli Town. As arranged by the Sect Master, I will lead everyone to wipe them out. We must eliminate them and restore peace to the area surrounding our sect!"

After Fan Tong finished speaking, he exchanged a glance with Junzi Jian Mobuzheng, and then chatted for a few more words with Longxiang Gongsuishan, Zhuifeng Jian Mufeng, Jinguang Qiang Fengyu and other disciples he was familiar with.

Seeing that it was almost time, he took the lead and headed towards Wanli Town, with the Fengqing Sect disciples behind him quickly following.

However, the way these people looked at Fan Tong no longer held the arrogance of the past. Others in the group who had previously bullied Fan Tong could only silently lament their situation, determined to fight desperately in the upcoming battle and change their image in Fan Tong's eyes.

Throughout the journey, Fan Tong did not consider the psychological changes of his disciples. At this moment, his expression was solemn, and his mind was filled with many thoughts.

He was well aware of the difficulty of this mission, and understood that it reflected the sect leader's trust and expectations of him.

He also knew that the sect leader wanted the disciples to see the actual situation of the demon race so that they wouldn't be complacent.

Upon arriving in Wanli Town, Fan Tong found the atmosphere unusually eerie. The streets were deserted, the usual bustling scene gone, with only the occasional cold wind stirring up a few fallen leaves.

The shops were tightly shut, and not a single ray of light could be seen through the cracks in the windows. The whole town seemed to be shrouded in a gloom.

Fan Tong cautiously led his disciples on a patrol through the town, leaving no corner unchecked. They carefully observed the slightest clues around them, and any unusual aura would alert them.

"Everyone be careful, it's too quiet here, there might be a trap," Fan Tong warned in a low voice.

Just then, a disciple suddenly shouted, "Senior Brother Fan, we've found something over here!"

Fan Tong quickly led his men over and saw some black demonic marks on the ground, emitting a faint demonic aura.

Those demonic marks, like twisted snakes, snaked along the stone path, sending chills down one's spine.

"It seems the demons were indeed active here." Fan Tong frowned. "Continue the search. We must find them!"

The group dispersed, forming different teams, and worked together to search more carefully.

Suddenly, a sinister laugh rang out: "Haha, you bunch of overconfident fools, how dare you come looking for us!"

With laughter, a group of demons emerged from the shadows and surrounded Fan Tong and his companions. These demons were tall and had ferocious faces, exuding a strong demonic aura and their eyes flashed with cruel light.

Undeterred, Fan Tong brandished the Taiyi Ancient Sword and declared loudly, "You mere Xuanmo Realm demons dare to act so recklessly near my Fengqing Sect! Today is your doomsday!"

Before he finished speaking, he charged towards the demons. The Taiyi Ancient Sword shone brightly in his hand as he unleashed a series of fierce sword techniques, thrusting towards the leader of the demons.

The demon raised his giant axe to defend himself, but Fan Tong's sword strikes were as swift as a storm, instantly breaking through his defenses and piercing his chest.

The other disciples also engaged in fierce battles with the demons. One disciple unleashed a fire spell, spewing forth raging flames from his hands and burning the demons.

But the demon reacted quickly, dodging to the side and waving his hand back, sending a surge of black demonic power toward the disciple, who hurriedly dodged.

Fan Tong charged left and right through the demon horde, his sword strikes continuous and relentless. He would sometimes stab at the demons' throats, sometimes slash at their legs, each move precise and deadly.

The Taiyi Ancient Sword seemed to come alive in his hands, communicating with him perfectly and working in harmony with his will.

A demon attacked Fan Tong from behind while he was off guard. But Fan Tong seemed to have eyes in the back of his head; he dodged the attack with a swift movement and, with a backhand strike, severed the demon's arm.

The battle intensified, and the disciples gradually became exhausted. Seeing this, Fan Tong shouted, "Hold on, everyone!"

He unleashed even greater power, the light on his sword grew even brighter, and his sword energy surged, forcing the surrounding demons to retreat.

A demon expert appeared, wielding a long black whip that spun like a snake as he attacked Fan Tong.

Fan Tong calmly responded, seizing the opportunity to sever the long whip in two with a single sword strike. Enraged, the demon expert unleashed a powerful demonic attack, sending a black energy ball hurtling towards Fan Tong.

Fan Tong remained calm and used his sword as a shield to block the attack.

At this moment, Fan Tong seized the demon expert's opening, leaped forward, and pierced his heart with his sword. The demon expert collapsed to the ground with a thud. Seeing this, the other demons were filled with fear and began to show signs of retreat.

"Don't let them get away!" Fan Tong shouted.

The disciples were greatly encouraged and unleashed their final moves, killing the demons who tried to escape one by one.

While everyone was adjusting their breathing, Fan Tong couldn't help but go to Wanli Town to check on the situation. He felt that things weren't so simple, but he couldn't find the reason, which made him very annoyed.

Seeing everyone get up, he could only put aside his thoughts and lead everyone toward the sect. They walked in silence along the way, savoring the battle and gradually growing stronger!