Chapter 5: Feather Transformation Immortal Gate_4

"What a joke—a lowly stable boy trying to boss me around? You're not even fully grown! Go home and nurse for another two years!"

Fang Dafu was a middle-aged man with a greasy face. He was an old hand among the servants in Fang's mansion. Upon hearing this, he burst into laughter, looking at Fang Han with disdain.

"Kid, what makes you think you're so high and mighty? Are you in charge of raising Spirit Beasts now?" Another servant shouted.

"He hasn't even stopped wetting the bed yet, and he wants to boss us around? Chief Steward Fang Lie, teach him a lesson! Make him realize how high the sky is and how thick the earth is." Other servants joined in, jeering.

"Kid, remember, in Fang's mansion, you'll always be a lowly servant and can never rise above this. Today, I'll break one of your bones and teach you a lesson. Then, the young lady won't be bothered with managing the household, and we can help her manage Purple Lightning Peak as we see fit."

Fang Lie sneered, "That's right. I used to have a nickname—Bone Splitting Hand. It's been a while since I've shattered someone's bones. My hand is getting a bit itchy."

"Is that so? If I have no authority, I'll use you to establish it!" Fang Han tucked the Ten Thousand Beast Token into his chest, stepped forward with a quick motion—his Seven Steps merged into one, "Step on Seven Stars!"

In an instant, seven footprints appeared on the ground.

Before Fang Lie could react, Fang Han seized the initiative and lunged toward him. He unleashed his leg technique, "Leader Star Kicks Bucket!"—a series of devastating kicks.

At Fang's mansion, Fang Han wouldn't dare to use the Leader Star Kicks Bucket technique, but things were different here. Fang Qingxue clearly didn't manage the affairs herself and left the servants to do whatever they pleased.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh, the howling leg wind was piercing and heart-wrenching.

"Not good!"

Just as Bone Splitting Hand Fang Lie was about to make his move, he suddenly found Fang Han getting the upper hand and was taken aback. "Thirteen Bone-Splitting Hands!" he bellowed.

In a panic, he used his own vicious grappling technique.

However, Fang Han's strength was much greater than his. With each kick, he broke through Fang Lie's grappling techniques, and then—BANG BANG BANG BANG!—he landed five consecutive kicks on Fang Lie's body.

Ah!

Fang Lie's massive form was sent flying like a sandbag, falling to the ground in a spray of blood. Bubbles of blood foamed in his mouth, like fish bubbles.

"Daring to be so arrogant in front of me, with just a cultivation at the Four Stages of Hard-Soft?!" Fang Han sneered as his Leader Star Kicks Bucket technique sent Fang Lie flying.

Everyone was shocked!

Among those present, including Fang Man, Fang Rui, and a few other skilled experts, all were dumbstruck. No one expected that a seemingly insignificant stable boy could send the Chief Steward flying.

"Fang Dafu! Just now, you told me to go home and nurse?" While everyone else was still in shock, Fang Han swiftly moved to the side of the greasy middle-aged servant, Fang Dafu, and grabbed his hair in one hand.

Fang Han's martial arts had reached the Realm of Divine Power, and with the strength of the Nine Orifice Golden Pill, even others in the same Divine Power Realm couldn't compare to him physically. Despite his lack of actual combat experience, he had a fierce heart. Fang Dafu was no match for him.

"Ahhhh!" The wily servant Fang Dafu let out a wretched scream. It felt as if his scalp was about to be torn off by Fang Han. Desperate to escape, he cursed instinctively, "You little bastard!"

"What?"

Fang Han yanked fiercely, causing Fang Dafu to fall to the ground. Then he stepped on Fang Dafu's face, crushing it into the dirt. Blood bubbled out of his mouth non-stop.

Crack!

Fang Han stomped down again, relishing the sound of Fang Dafu's bones cracking underfoot.

This gruesome scene frightened everyone present.

"You never expected me to have strength, did you? Fang Man, you think I'm just a small-time nobody who's gotten a little taste of power, right? You're not wrong—I am a nobody who's won big! And if you don't listen to me, this is what happens!"

As he spoke, Fang Han stomped down again, breaking one of Fang Dafu's hands.

"Dare to curse me, and I'll break your hands and legs!"