Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

Evil Lan was a weapon refiner in C County.

In the Eastern Region, a popular profession was a weapon refiner. Most of the clans treated weapon refiners like exalted guests in the hopes that they would build many remarkable armaments for them.

However, most of the clans in the Eastern Region loathed Evil Lan. They detested his techniques. Instead of wanting to roll out the red carpet, anyone who knew him yearned to eliminate him.

There was a reason why so many people were eager to see Evil Lan dead. He used notably evil means to build his weapons. Evil Lan would pour blood from living people into his furnace while creating weaponry. Sometimes, he would even pull live people straight into his furnace like a sacrifice of some evil religion.

Although several clans in the Eastern Region attempted to catch Evil Lan, they failed due to Evil Lan's vast power. He also happened to be as slippery as an eel.

It was quite puzzling to the clan when Evil Lan showed up and grabbed Zen.

"Release him Evil Lan! This kid is a member of the Luo Clan!" said Bryson. His guard was up because even though Bryson was just half of a step into the nature level, Evil Lan was a formidable adversary.

Snickering Evil Lan asked, "Why would you be pointing your swords at him if he is a member of the Luo Clan?" He added, "I want to handle this for you since you want to kill him so badly. Don't you think it would be a better solution?"

"Damn it, Evil Lan! He is a member of my family and has rebelled against us, so, it should be me who deals with him! Anyone who dares provoke the Luo Clan has a bad end. I advise you don't go against me!" Bryson threatened. Floating near Evil Lan and ready to strike were swords imbued with a purple aura.

it's only you... Ha-ha! I don't care about you! None of the Luo Clan deserves my care!" countered Evil Lan while laughing

was darkening with anger, and with a clear sound, the purple swords shot forward, hurdling at Evil Lan.

back into the bronze furnace. His laughter echoed sharply, as the furnace rolled over forward

too slow to escape, and as the furnace struck

object, Bryson manipulated the flaming purple swords, hacking at the bronze furnace. Although the swords were eminently sharp, they couldn't even make one dent in the hull and made a series

created significant mayhem in the yard. After a while, the bronze

away, Bryson clenched his teeth. He wanted to give chase, but Ken stopped him and said, "Brother, Evil Lan

that rebel, Zen?" asked Bryson flatly.

burning to death in the bowels of his

of apprehension. Looking at Ken, he snapped, "We need to treat the injured, dispatch my

were dozens of injured Luo children who had broken ribs

on the scene,

Zen and his uncles, Bryson and Ken, was adding to the demise of the

evil guys such as Evil Lan never dared to cause trouble

other factors contributed to the