Starting as a War God: Global Goddesses Blocking my Door

"The Chen Family, the prominent clan? I'm sorry, I've never heard of it!" Ye Fan responded with a cold indifference.

What! Never heard of them?

Hearing this, Chen Haonan pointed at Ye Fan's nose, livid with anger, "Kid, you're quite arrogant! You've never heard of my Chen Family? It seems like you really think you have too long a life!"

In the vast Central Plains City, the Chen Family was quite renowned, even among the many prominent clans; they were certainly among the top.

The fact that this unknown youngster claimed to have never heard of the Chen Family was an obvious slap in the face for Chen Haonan!

"Bring him to me! Bring...cough...cough cough..."

Before Chen Haonan could finish, he burst into a violent cough, and blood suddenly sprayed out.

"Young Master!"

Seeing Chen Haonan coughing up blood, a group of underlings panicked and quickly rushed forward to support him.

As blood spurted out, Chen Haonan grew even weaker, and he urgently pointed to the Hundred-Year Wild Ginseng, "Quick, bring the Wild Mountain Ginseng here for me!"

"Hurry, bring the Wild Mountain Ginseng to save our Young Master's life!" someone shouted loudly.

Immediately afterward, a group of Chen Haonan's underlings rushed towards the Wild Mountain Ginseng, trying to get the Hundred-Year Wild Ginseng as soon as possible.

"Want the Wild Mountain Ginseng? Did you ask for my opinion?" Ye Fan stepped forward and blocked these men.

"Get out of the way! Do you want to kill our Young Master?"

Blocked by Ye Fan, the group of underlings all shouted furiously, their eyes bulging with rage.

Kong Xuan quickly spoke up, "Mr. Ye, you might not be aware, but Young Master Chen has been frail and ill since childhood, and he often needs top-grade medicinal materials to replenish his vital energy and sustain his life! How about we give the Hundred-Year Wild Mountain Ginseng to Young Master Chen first?"

"Oh?" Upon hearing this, Ye Fan looked surprised and carefully examined Chen Haonan.

Seconds later, Ye Fan's gaze locked onto the gold longevity lock around Chen Haonan's neck.

The next moment, Ye Fan sneered, "Wearing a Ferocious Evil Object around your neck all year round, no wonder you're frail and suffering from illnesses!"

"Kid, what do you mean by that?" Chen Haonan asked, his face deathly pale.

Ye Fan pointed at the longevity lock and said with emphasis, "What I mean is that the longevity lock you wear is a Ferocious Evil Object, and its malevolent energy is constantly devouring the life force within your body!"

"Bullshit!"

Hearing what Ye Fan said, Chen Haonan flew into a rage on the spot.

"Kid, do you know that this longevity lock was specially crafted by a master craftsman for the Third Prince, Zhu Youji, by the order of Emperor Zhu Changluo of the Mingguangzong Dynasty? It is a treasure passed down through generations of my Chen Family!"

"You dare to repeatedly claim that a treasure of my Chen Family's heritage is a Ferocious Evil Object. If you don't give me an explanation today, do you believe that I will beat the shit out of you?"

Watching Chen Haonan's menacing demeanor, Ye Fan raised an eyebrow.

"Wearing this longevity lock on your body every day, can't you smell the stench of death on it?"

"Stench of death?" Chen Haonan was taken aback.

Ye Fan continued, "Yes, the stench of death, and it has persisted for over four hundred years!"

"You... stop talking nonsense!" Chen Haonan got scared.

"I'm talking nonsense?"

Ye Fan smirked, "You don't believe it, do you? Tell me, how old was Third Prince Zhu Youji when he died?"

"This..."

Chen Haonan was completely clueless. He was a typical spoiled brat and truly had no idea how old Zhu Youji was when he died.

Seeing that Chen Haonan couldn't answer, Ye Fan sneered, "You don't even know how old the Third Prince Zhu Youji was when he died, and yet you dare to wear this longevity lock around your neck?"

"Then let me tell you, Zhu Youji, the Third Prince, was only seven years old when he died! Do you know, after Zhu Changluo of the Mingguangzong Dynasty ascended the throne, he had ambitions to unfold a grand plan, but unexpectedly, he passed away only a month after taking power."

"Both father and son died suddenly, and after they were buried, their tombs were robbed. Their remains were discarded in the wilderness, creating a surge of resentment. All that towering rage was contained within this longevity lock!"

"You even claim that this longevity lock is your Chen Family heirloom, how laughable! Now you understand, don't you? Ever since childhood, your frailness and frequent illness have been caused by the malevolent aura inside this longevity lock! Hurry up and throw this thing away. If you seek treatment in time, perhaps you can live a few more years."

Hiss!

The crowd at the scene inhaled sharply upon hearing Ye Fan's revelations. None of them had anticipated that the longevity lock worn by Chen Haonan was in fact a Ferocious Evil Object.

"Nonsense!"

After listening, Chen Haonan was thunderously furious. He couldn't believe that the longevity lock passed down through generations of his family could be a malevolent object.

Staring intently at Ye Fan, Chen Haonan gritted his teeth and said, "Brat, not only do you disrespect my Chen Family, but you also slander our heirloom as a Ferocious Evil Object. What exactly is your motive?"

"Men, come here, seize this youngster for me!"

"I tried to persuade you kindly, yet you want to strike me?" Ye Fan was enraged.

Chen Haonan said fiercely, "Kind persuasion? I think you have ulterior motives, not only disrespecting my Chen Family but also coveting our longevity lock. Seize him!"

"Yes, Young Master Chen!"

At Chen Haonan's command, his group of underlings rolled up their sleeves and surged with hostility as they charged at Ye Fan.

"Mr. Ye, be careful!"

Kong Xuan hurriedly warned, head spinning with worry. She had never imagined that a conflict would arise between Chen Haonan and Ye Fan over a root of Hundred-Year Wild Ginseng.

Then, Kong Xuan's eyes widened in shock, her charming face filled with astonishment.

Ye Fan, faced with a group attack, not only didn't retreat but instead dashed into the crowd like a tiger descending the mountain, striking at Chen Haonan's underlings.

Chen Haonan's men hadn't anticipated Ye Fan to be so fierce. With a series of bone-cracking sounds, they quickly collapsed onto the ground like dead dogs.

"What the hell? Is this a joke?"

Seeing that none of his followers could match Ye Fan, Chen Haonan's eyes almost popped out of his head.

"What a marvelous display of skill!" Even Kong Xuan couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Having defeated Chen Haonan's underlings, Ye Fan, with a face full of anger and icy eyes, strode toward Chen Haonan: "It's like casting pearls before swine!"

"You... don't come any closer!"

Seeing Ye Fan approaching, Chen Haonan panicked, his face turning deathly pale.

At this moment, he truly understood that Ye Fan was a martial practitioner, not someone to provoke, and that he had completely kicked an iron plate.

However, Ye Fan didn't stop. The chill on his face intensified as he continued toward Chen Haonan.

Tap, tap!

Just then, a tall and beautiful woman entered from outside Yaozhen Pavilion, followed by a gray-robed elder exuding an extraordinary presence.

"Miss Chen!" Kong Xuan exclaimed in surprise upon seeing the newcomer.

Chen Haonan looked up, saw the beautiful woman, and with great relief shouted, "Sister, save me!"

Whoosh—

At that moment, Ye Fan approached Chen Haonan, his hand swiftly descending toward Chen Haonan's face.

The beautiful woman, seeing the slap about to land on Chen Haonan's face, changed her expression and shouted:

"Stop!"