Do whatever you want!

No one dared to utter a word against Xiao Fan’s arrogance.

Although his Realm was not very high, his strength was formidable and his background was profound.

As long as you are strong enough, everything you do is right.

Xiao Fan understood this principle; otherwise, he wouldn't have disregarded the rules of Hundred Flowers and directly refined Hong Rushuang into his servant.

He slowly walked back to the palace, and the Cultivators from other forces he encountered on the way all naturally made way for him, as if retreating.

Their gazes towards Xiao Fan were filled with awe and immense admiration.

“Saint, you are truly strong.”

On the way back, a female Hundred Flowers Holy Land Disciple, looking like a young girl, appeared before Xiao Fan, her eyes sparkling with longing and a touch of infatuation as she spoke.

Xiao Fan felt like a celebrity; this female Disciple of the Hundred Flowers Holy Land had eyes full of adoration, the kind where her eyes were filled with little stars.

“No, I just worked a little harder than you. As long as you are willing to cultivate diligently with all your might, you can also reach the height you desire.”

Xiao Fan said with a smile.

He was like a completely different person from the silent killing god he had just been.

“R-really? Can I also become as strong as the Saint?” the girl asked nervously.

She didn't know why she had mustered the courage to step forward and speak to Xiao Fan, but she had indeed done so.

Xiao Fan nodded, saying seriously, “I truly just worked a tiny bit harder than you. Keep it up! You are the best!”

As he spoke, Xiao Fan patted her head. And truly, young girls are always alluring.

He didn't linger much longer and returned.

On the way, many people still called out to him, praising his formidable strength, and he merely responded with a smile.

It felt quite good.

The young girl whose head he had ruffled had an incredibly flushed face, and her entire body was somewhat stiff. The Saint encouraged her!

“Saint, I will work hard!” she secretly vowed in her heart.

Xiao Fan’s words and actions were observed by others.

“Holy crap, I told you the Saint is a gentle person. If the Witch God Sect people hadn’t provoked him, how could he have resorted to killing?”

“Exactly, exactly. It can only be blamed on Hong Rushuang for not having any sense and insisting on troubling the Saint.”

“She deserved it, plain and simple.”

“The Saint has no airs at all. How can he be so approachable? Sigh, honestly, our Sect Master’s illegitimate son is more arrogant than anyone, practically looking down on people with his nostrils flared, full of disdain.”

“Is this what a Young Master from a prominent Family is like? Both virtuous and talented, and handsome. The Saint’s looks, even in my Peak era, would make me retreat three paces.”

“Ah, yes, yes, and your retreat means you’ll never make a comeback, right?”

Xiao Fan merely displayed a little tolerance, patience, and kindness, and he garnered countless praises, which further confirmed the idea in his heart.

Having strength truly allows one to do whatever they want!

The more Jiang Lanzhi looked at Xiao Fan, the more infatuated she became, wishing she could stick by his side at all times. However, the second round of the assessment was about to begin, and there wasn't much time.

“I’ll leave first.”

“Mm.”

The second round of the assessment was about to begin, but the biggest competitor, Hong Rushuang, was already gone.

“Saint, do you still want me to accompany her?”

Xin Xi suddenly spoke.

Originally, Xiao Fan had wanted Xin Xi to go, but it seemed it wouldn't be necessary now.

“No need, she can manage on her own.”

“As you command.” Xin Xi had no objections.

After Xiao Fan dealt with Hong Rushuang, most of the remaining Disciples of the Hundred Flowers Holy Land gave up on the assessment and no longer participated in the second round.

There was no need; they couldn't win anyway.

It was better to withdraw now and maintain some dignity.

On Xiao Fan’s way back to the palace, another young girl-like Disciple of the Hundred Flowers Holy Land jumped out. He thought it was another fangirl, just like the previous one.

But then he looked up and found her somewhat familiar.

Xia Huaxuan!

“Congratulations, Saint.” Xia Huaxuan said with a smile.

Her face was beaming with joy.

“Mm, follow me.”

Xiao Fan said, telling the others to guard outside the door.

Xia Huaxuan followed him in.

As soon as the door closed, Xia Huaxuan respectfully said,

“Saint, your precious sword.”

She presented the Looting Luck Sword, returning it to Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan raised his hand and with a gentle pull, the Looting Luck Sword flew back into his hand.

“You did well.” Xiao Fan praised her indifferently.

Indeed, he didn't exert any effort at all and still gained 88,888 villain points for free; it was all brought to him by Xia Huaxuan.

No loss.

Xia Huaxuan revealed a smile, feeling a bit constrained because Xiao Fan’s strength exceeded her imagination, but she still feigned a relatively composed demeanor.

“Saint, this is his corpse. Would you like to inspect it?”

Holy crap, this woman is truly terrifying; she even carries a corpse with her.

Xiao Fan stopped her, saying, “No need, I saw your every move. He is already dead, and I trust you.”

He didn't want to see the corpse yet, so Xia Huaxuan didn't take out Fei Yangyang’s corpse.

Nothing ventured, nothing gained. Xiao Fan could naturally tell that Xia Huaxuan had something to ask of him.

“Speak, what do you want?” Xiao Fan sat on the chair, tapping the armrest carelessly.

Xia Huaxuan’s expression hardened for a moment but quickly relaxed. She said, “Nothing, I just admire the Saint.”

“Dishonest.” Xiao Fan chuckled.

Who would kill someone who was pursuing them just for a single sentence?

He didn't want to press; if she didn't want to say, so be it.

However, when he saw the golden script above Xia Huaxuan’s head, his expression instantly turned serious.

Daughter of Luck!