Starting Sign-In from a Billionaire God Chapter 1272 - 1271

Located within the Ten Thousand Mountains is the Cyan Ox Stronghold, a place so remote and inaccessible that visitors are a rare sight throughout the year. Although Southern Yunnan is a region rich in tourism resources, and the locals benefit from it, the Cyan Ox Stronghold is far from any tourist attractions. Hence, they gain no benefits and remain a simple, poverty-stricken village.

However, the people of the Cyan Ox Stronghold have noticed that over the past couple of days, there seem to be a number of strangers lingering around the village.

A Hummer, which looks extremely expensive, is parked by the roadside at the entrance of the Cyan Ox Stronghold. When the villagers woke up early in the morning, they found it there, drawing a crowd. No one knows where the car came from or who these visitors are.

The villagers waited an entire day, and by afternoon, no one came to move the vehicle.

With such an expensive car, the owner is probably not to be trifled with. The villagers, fearing trouble, cautioned their mischievous children not to go near the Hummer, worried that if they accidentally scratched it, their family wouldn’t be able to afford the compensation even after generations.

As the villagers were discussing the Hummer’s owner, a sedan arrived at the Cyan Ox Stronghold, and three people stepped out—two men and a woman.

All three had fierce appearances: one with triangular eyes and a sinister look, a lean man with a constant wicked smile, and even the woman was tough-looking. She appeared more robust than the two men and looked blatantly unfriendly with her constantly scowling face, making people fear her at first sight.

These three came with ill intentions; upon seeing them, the villagers instinctively avoided them. If they can’t be offended, they could at least be avoided!

However, avoiding them proved impossible, as soon someone was grabbed by the leader with the triangular eyes: "Where is your village chief?"

They soon located the village chief of the Cyan Ox Stronghold.

The chief was a sixty-year-old man, and seeing the three’s unfriendly demeanor, he was unapologetically straightforward: "I am the village chief. What do you want? If you’re here for no reason, don’t linger in the Cyan Ox Stronghold. You’re not welcome here."

The man with triangular eyes replied, "I’m looking for a place called the Yun Sect. Tell us, and we’ll leave immediately."

The old village chief responded, "I’m sorry, I have no idea what you’re talking about with this Yun Sect. I can’t help you, please leave quickly."

The man with triangular eyes gave a soft "oh" and said, "Do you truly not know, or do you just not want to tell us? It seems to me you don’t want to share, old man. It won’t do you any good to oppose us."

Hearing such rude words, the village chief immediately flared up: "What’s wrong with you? No manners at all, get out of my village, or I’ll have my son drive you out!"

The three laughed among themselves, clearly taking the old chief’s words as a joke.

The man with triangular eyes chuckled: "Looks like the old man doesn’t see the situation clearly. Giving you a chance to speak is an opportunity, better not refuse it."

Calling him old man repeatedly infuriated the village chief.

At this point, a burly man came out from the inner house, glaring at the three: "What are you doing?"

Seeing this burly man, the village chief immediately said: "Son, these three people aren’t good. Tell them to leave!"

The burly man, with a stern face, stated, "Did you hear that? Get out, leave the Cyan Ox Stronghold immediately!"

Seeing this burly man, the trio seemed to understand why the village chief was so fearless; it turned out he had a strong son to rely on. And in normal circumstances, this burly man would indeed be intimidating.

But the three didn’t take him seriously at all.

The man with triangular eyes said, "We’re looking for a place called the Yun Sect. The old man won’t tell us, do you know where it is?"

The burly man, hearing them calling his father an old man, ignored everything else and was instantly furious: "Get out!"

However, the three showed no signs of leaving, not even a hint of movement.

The burly man, angry, charged forward and went to push the man with triangular eyes. In his fury, he used considerable strength, assuming he could knock the man down, but the man with triangular eyes didn’t budge.

It was as if he had pushed against a wall.

The burly man’s expression changed, realizing these were no ordinary people.

Next moment, the man with triangular eyes moved, placing one hand on the burly man’s shoulder with a little force.

Thud!

The burly man felt as though a mountain had pressed down on him, and, unable to withstand it, he knelt on the ground. He tried to struggle, but the man’s hand felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, pinning him down. His face turned red, and he couldn’t move, despite using all his strength.

Seeing this, the village chief’s face changed too; he realized these three were not people they could provoke.

"What are you doing, let him go!" the village chief hurriedly shouted.

The man with triangular eyes laughed slyly: "I can let go. Tell us what we need to know, and I’ll let go. Otherwise, you’ll end up a white-haired man sending off a black-haired man. Think clearly, old man."

The village chief quickly said: "Even if you kill him, I truly don’t know! I really don’t know where this Yun Sect is!"

The man with triangular eyes snorted: "Sounds like you won’t shed tears until you see the coffin. Then I won’t be polite; you’ll regret it."

The village chief said: "I really don’t know. Don’t kill the innocent. Maybe others know about this place; you’ve got the wrong person."

This seemed to remind the man with triangular eyes, who said: "Alright then, gather your villagers. If no one tells us where the Yun Sect is today, no one in this village will be allowed to leave!"

The village chief quickly agreed: "Let my son gather the people."

The man with triangular eyes released his grip, and the burly man, finally free, felt immensely relieved.

He stood up, no longer daring to act rashly, knowing full well he wasn’t a match for these three. If they wanted to kill him, it would be as easy as squashing an ant.

So, the burly man went out to gather the villagers.

Before long, the villagers of the Cyan Ox Stronghold had congregated at the drying yard at the village entrance.

The man with triangular eyes grabbed the village chief and brought him to the scene.

And so unfolded the scene Lin Fan witnessed with his own eyes, where, attempting to force the Yun Sect’s whereabouts, the lean man grabbed a young woman and audaciously tore half of her clothing off in front of everyone.

As they were about to further humiliate the young woman.

"You’re looking for the Yun Sect, right? I know!" A voice rang out, and Lin Fan stepped forward.

For a moment, all eyes were on Lin Fan.

No one in the crowd recognized Lin Fan, except for the limping man.

The limping man was quite surprised to see Lin Fan. After Lin Fan had inquired about the Yun Sect’s location last night, he had gone there.

The limping man thought Lin Fan was courting death, believing Lin Fan wouldn’t appear again, because if he went to confront the Yun Sect, they would surely have dealt with him.

But now, Lin Fan returned safely to the Cyan Ox Stronghold, leaving the limping man both shocked and confused about what had happened with the Yun Sect.

The three with triangular eyes stared at Lin Fan; they could tell Lin Fan wasn’t from around, as his clothing and features were markedly different from those of the Cyan Ox Stronghold’s minority inhabitants.

Where did this kid come from?