Chapter 30: The Old Man Has Remarkable Patience

True energy surged upon Wang Gang’s broadsword, manifesting as a faint, sharp edge that radiated a terrifying power. Martial artists in the Acquired Realm can cultivate true energy within their bodies to infuse into their weapons, turning them into blades so sharp they can easily cleave through boulders and fell trees. Now, in order to counter Jiang Fan’s spell, the "Greenwood Seal," Wang Gang unleashed his most formidable sword technique.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The power of the Greenwood Seal was so fearsome that it forcibly blocked Wang Gang’s full-strength assault. It must be noted that Wang Gang was in the late stage of the Acquired Realm—a level of strength that placed him among the top five deacons of the Wild Wolf Gang; otherwise, he would not have been qualified to manage the Prosperous Fortune Casino. Yet, at this moment, his all-out attack could not even touch Jiang Fan; instead, he found himself suppressed.

"How is this possible? You are a cultivator, but you have only just mastered this spell. How could you be this strong?" Wang Gang’s face was deathly pale. Although he had suspected Jiang Fan possessed some skill, he never imagined he would be this formidable.

"Enough with the nonsense. I’ll say it one more time: are you going to hand over the share or not? If you don't give me fifty percent of the profits, I’ll smash this Prosperous Fortune Casino to pieces today!" Jiang Fan said coldly. Since they had agreed to make their act look convincing, it naturally had to be done with sufficient realism.

"You yellow-haired brat! You go back on your word and still expect me to submit? Keep dreaming!" Wang Gang roared, "Even if you are the disciple of the Immortal Xu, this deacon will not indulge you today!"

"Then let’s see if you can stop me!" Jiang Fan replied coldly. "Greenwood Seal, crush him!"

Jiang Fan increased the flow of his spiritual energy. The Greenwood Seal grew visibly larger, its power surging, forcing Wang Gang to retreat step by step. Despite giving his all, Wang Gang was steadily pushed back.

"You... how can you be this strong?" Wang Gang was truly shocked this time.

"Get out of my way!" Jiang Fan intensified his spiritual energy once more. The seal expanded again, its power mounting, and it slammed into Wang Gang, sending him flying backward.

Boom!

The tightly locked door to the silver vault was smashed open, and Wang Gang’s body was sent hurtling through it.

"And as for you two idiots, how dare you try to stop me from collecting silver for my master? You deserve to die!" Jiang Fan controlled the Greenwood Seal and slammed it directly into the two terrified thugs of the Wild Wolf Gang.

Thud! Thud!

The two men were sent flying. Jiang Fan had not used his full strength, or else they would have been reduced to puddles of gore.

"Now, I want fifty percent. I’d like to see who dares to object!" Jiang Fan strode into the vault, seized all the banknotes, and unapologetically took a significant amount of silver. He cast a meaningful glance at Deacon Wang, who was trembling with apprehension, blood still trickling from the corner of his mouth.

Deacon Wang opened his mouth, then endured the pain in his body to mutter, "This... this matter, the Wild Wolf Gang will not let it slide..."

"My master is the Immortal Xu. Do you think he fears the Wild Wolf Gang? What does it matter if even your three leaders come?" Ignoring the three heavily injured men on the ground, Jiang Fan strolled away.

Along the way, none of the casino guards dared to meet Jiang Fan’s eyes. They bowed their heads, and some even turned and fled as if avoiding a plague.

"Your boss at the Prosperous Fortune Casino has been beaten to the ground by me! The casino is closed for the day—everyone, get out! If anyone refuses to leave, I’ll let you taste the power of my spell." As he spoke, Jiang Fan condensed the Greenwood Seal and smashed it into a gambling table.

With a thunderous crash, the solid wood table shattered instantly, sending debris flying everywhere. Terrified, everyone in the room turned pale and scrambled toward the first floor.

Jiang Fan watched with satisfaction as the gamblers, guards, and beautiful dealers fled, then headed downstairs himself. Once on the first floor, he repeated the process, smashing a few more tables with the Greenwood Seal until all the gamblers had been scared away.

"That's enough! Time to head to the Daxuan Inn for a good meal!" Seeing the casino quickly emptied of people, Jiang Fan smiled with satisfaction and swaggered toward the Daxuan Inn.

He felt a pang of nostalgia. Last time he was here, his strength was insufficient; if not for the ability of the "Great Dao Heavenly Book" to transfer damage, he would have been severely injured. But today, he could make everyone fear him and force them into submission. All of this was the result of his growing strength.

"This world is built on the survival of the fittest. Only when I am strong enough do I have the right to be feared, to ensure no one dares to bully me! Only with sufficient power can I do what I want, completely unconstrained..." Filled with grand ambition, Jiang Fan hummed a tune as he arrived at the Daxuan Inn.

The beautiful servers at the inn turned pale the moment they saw him.

"What are you running for? Get the best food in your inn ready for me, and be quick about it—I’m hungry!" Jiang Fan said coldly before walking straight inside.

None of the guards dared to block his path, and the servers were struck with terror. The scene of Jiang Fan causing trouble at the inn last time was still fresh in their memories. Some of them immediately rushed to notify the new manager of the Daxuan Inn.

Jiang Fan, however, found a private room on the first floor, intending to enjoy a hearty meal, as his hunger had grown.

Before long, the new manager of the Daxuan Inn was alerted and arrived in person.

"So it is Young Friend Jiang Fan! My staff are ignorant and have not served you well, so I ask for your forgiveness!" The man was an old man with a fierce aura—an aura so potent that even a slight release of it made Jiang Fan feel a chill.

Jiang Fan knew this man’s strength was superior to Wang Gang’s. If Wang Gang was in the late stage of the Acquired Realm, this old man was clearly at the Great Perfection of the Acquired Realm.

"So, your Daxuan Inn has also changed managers? You didn't even call me 'Young Master' when you saw me. Do you not hold my master, the Immortal Xu, in any regard? That Deacon Ling who was disrespectful to me last time is already gone, you know!" Jiang Fan spoke lightly, intentionally revealing information that caused a flash of alarm in the old man's eyes.

Thinking of Deacon Ling’s tragic end and the plans of the three leaders, the white-haired old man forced down his rage and put on a respectful expression. "Young Master Jiang is right; it was my rudeness. From here on, I shall attend to you personally, Young Master, and ensure the best food and wine are brought out."

"You’re an old man who looks like he’s got one foot in the grave; what use is your attendance? It would be better if you brought over those beauties you’ve lured into this inn!" Jiang Fan said coldly. "By the way, what is your name? Is it 'Old Wild Dog'? After all, you’re a deacon of the Wild Wolf Gang; the name seems quite fitting."

At these words, a storm of fury raged within the old man, but he suppressed it by force. "Young Master Jiang jokes. I am Guo Chaoyun. I shall arrange for the ladies to come and serve you immediately."

"At your age, you still enjoy being a lackey? Can't you just order someone else to do it? And you aren't going to drink with me? How am I supposed to drink all by myself?" Jiang Fan remained cold, his words arrogant and infuriating.

Seeing Deacon Guo Chaoyun’s face contort with suppressed rage while he still rushed to make arrangements, Jiang Fan couldn't help but admire the old man’s patience. But he didn't care; once he was full, he planned to cause a scene anyway.

The verbal provocations just now were merely the appetizer.