Battle of Arch-Rivals

With Ye Fan's deft movements, the formations were easily broken one by one.

He never expected that someone would have beaten him to this place and even set up formations.

He just didn't know if the opportunities inside had already been snatched away.

“Fellow Daoist Ye! You are truly amazing.”

At this moment, a woman wearing a dark green dress spoke. She had a graceful figure, a devastatingly beautiful face, and carried a faint fragrance of herbs.

Ye Fan merely nodded indifferently.

This woman was Jiang Xueqing of the Dingyuan Sect.

She was the granddaughter of the Dingyuan Sect's Supreme Elder.

Her alchemy skills were superb. Although she was only at the late Foundation Establishment stage, she was already capable of refining Golden Core-grade pills.

The reason she was with Ye Fan was because Ye Fan had run into her on his way here.

Jiang Xueqing had been gathering spiritual herbs alone and was being besieged by demon beasts.

As it turned out, those blind demon beasts had dared to attack Ye Fan as well.

Ye Fan had slain the demon beasts without hesitation, inadvertently saving Jiang Xueqing.

At this moment, Jiang Xueqing's beautiful eyes rippled as she looked at Ye Fan.

This Ye Fan was truly formidable. With only an early Foundation Establishment stage cultivation, he was actually stronger than her, a mid Foundation Establishment stage cultivator. At the same time, his formation skills were superb...

“Kid, scram! This is our Suifeng Sect's territory. The little lady stays.”

Just as Ye Fan broke the formation and was about to head down, a wretched voice rang out.

His gaze turned cold as he looked up in the direction of the voice.

He saw four Foundation Establishment stage cultivators walking over together.

One of them was leering at Jiang Xueqing with lustful eyes.

Disgust and killing intent flashed in Jiang Xueqing's eyes, but she was also somewhat worried.

After all, there were four opponents, and two of them were at the late Foundation Establishment stage.

It would not be easy for her and Ye Fan to win.

Lines of blood sprayed through the air as four heads flew off and rolled onto the ground.

“Trash...”

Ye Fan casually sheathed his spirit sword.

As the breeze blew through his hair, Jiang Xueqing felt her heart skip a beat.

An inexplicable feeling welled up in her heart, and her face flushed red.

“Thank you... Fellow Daoist Ye.”

Ye Fan merely nodded indifferently.

This woman had good alchemy skills and a grandfather at the Unity stage, so she could be considered somewhat useful.

It wouldn't hurt to make friends with her.

“Let's go.”

Ye Fan said as he jumped straight into the black hole.

Seeing this, Jiang Xueqing hurriedly followed him down.

Ye Fan and Jiang Xueqing made their way to the main hall. Looking at the empty hall, Ye Fan felt like something was off.

Yet, he couldn't put his finger on what it was.

“What's wrong, Fellow Daoist Ye?” Jiang Xueqing could not help but ask from beside him.

“It's nothing.”

Ye Fan replied and led Jiang Xueqing directly to the garden behind the hall.

Seeing the garden blocked by a formation, Ye Fan raised an eyebrow.

It seemed he wasn't too late. If there was any opportunity inside, it definitely hadn't been snatched yet.

Lu Ming, who was hiding in the shadows, saw that Ye Fan had brought another beautiful woman.

He couldn't help but frown, thinking of himself: How come I, the protagonist, don't have any beautiful women who look at me as if they've lost their minds? Why aren't they frantically sacrificing for me and falling madly in love with me? Are web novels all lies?

Lu Ming shook his head: Well... whatever, let's not think about it for now...

Immediately after, he saw Ye Fan beginning to break the formation.

He knew this guy was quite good at breaking formations.

His eyes flashing, Lu Ming pulled out a hood and put it on.

If you're going to rob someone, you have to look the part.

Beside him, Big Yellow and Huang Tianbao saw Lu Ming putting on his hood, so they also put on theirs.

“Yin Spirit Flower!” Just then, Jiang Xueqing gasped in surprise.

Lu Ming looked up and saw a transparent white flower with black edges and a black stem, devoid of leaves, appearing in the garden Ye Fan had just opened.

What was a Yin Spirit Flower? He didn't care; he would snatch it first and ask questions later.

Lu Ming summoned his spirit sword and rushed out.

The moment Lu Ming rushed out, Big Yellow and Huang Tianbao charged out as well.

One of them charged toward Jiang Xueqing, while the other rushed for the Yin Spirit Flower.

Ye Fan suddenly turned his head, a sneer on his face.

He had felt eyes on him earlier, and indeed, he was right.

However, when his gaze landed on Huang Tianbao, he felt a strange sensation that this person should be his helper, someone who could assist him.

The moment Lu Ming rushed out, he directly summoned a spirit sword.

It wasn't that he didn't want to use the Weapon Vault, but that thing was simply too massive.

He was worried that a single slip-up might catch Huang Tianbao, who was gathering the Yin Spirit Flower, in the crossfire.

Just before Lu Ming's spirit sword could strike Ye Fan, a dangerous aura rushed straight at his face.

Terrified, Lu Ming retreated repeatedly, but even so, he felt a cold sensation on his neck.

This was followed by a sharp pain and the flow of warm liquid.

“Fuck your ancestors!”

Lu Ming cursed in rage. If he had retreated even a fraction of a second slower just now, or if he hadn't cultivated the Qingshan body refining technique, his head would have been separated from his shoulders! He would have kicked the bucket.

He hated it most when people tried to slit his throat, as it reminded him of his very first day in this world, when he had almost had his throat slit.

Immediately, Lu Ming summoned his Weapon Vault without a second thought.

The moment the Weapon Vault was summoned, Ye Fan's spirit sword was instantly sucked inside.

Ye Fan was stunned. Seeing the familiar Weapon Vault, he realized that this damned mortal actually hadn't been struck to death by lightning.

Ye Fan scrambled to dodge. If he had been even slightly slower, he would have been crushed under it again.

“Holy shit... Holy shit... You actually dared to slit my neck!”

Lu Ming's eyes turned red with rage. He frantically controlled the Weapon Vault to smash down on Ye Fan.

Ye Fan's figure moved rapidly, barely dodging the Weapon Vault every single time.

Although he was fast, the Weapon Vault was massive.

For a moment, Ye Fan could only flee in a sorry state, completely unable to strike back.

Watching Ye Fan desperately dodge, Lu Ming seemed to have gone mad, relentlessly smashing the building down after him.

The Weapon Vault was being swung so fast it left afterimages.

Inside his body, his trumpet-shaped dantian spun frantically, absorbing the surrounding Yin spiritual energy.

For a moment, the absorption speed actually managed to keep up with Lu Ming's rate of consumption.

Seeing the crazed Lu Ming repeatedly smashing the Weapon Vault down, Ye Fan felt extremely frustrated.

At the same time, he was highly curious about Lu Ming's weapon. It was his first time seeing someone use a house as a weapon.

But to be fair, it actually looked pretty handy...

Catching him off guard, Lu Ming's Weapon Vault smashed directly into him.

Ye Fan's face turned pale as he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Startled, Ye Fan's face paled further. He hurriedly circulated the spiritual energy in his body, which also reminded him of the scene when he had first reincarnated into this world, of being beaten to death by this damned mortal's fists...

As Ye Fan circulated his spiritual energy, his movements accelerated significantly.

“I'll smash you to death! Smash you to death! Smash you to death!”

Lu Ming didn't care about Ye Fan's state; he simply kept smashing the Weapon Vault down on Ye Fan, strike after strike.