A god-level alchemist, starting by manually crafting forbidden pills.

The flying boat pierced through the clouds and mist, and the outline of the Zhengyang Sect gradually disappeared from sight.

Luo Fan stood at the bow of the ship, looking down at the mountains and rivers rushing past, his brows slightly furrowed.

"Sect Leader, this disciple suggests we increase the speed of the flying boat."

He turned around and said to Yunxi.

Yunxi looked up at him, nodded, and made a hand seal, making her flight speed even faster.

Liu Linglong walked over, smiling at him. "You've only just left the Zhengyang Sect, and you're already in such a hurry to go back?"

"It's not that I'm in a hurry, it's that I'm worried the Zhengyang Sect won't let this go easily."

Luo Fan smiled. "Sikong Jue has suffered such a great humiliation today, he will never let it go."

"If I'm not mistaken, they will definitely ambush us along the way."

Liu Linglong raised an eyebrow, a look of surprise flashing in her eyes.

"Knowing this, why did you still dare to offend him like that?"

She leaned closer and poked Luo Fan's chest. "You killed his disciple in public, pointed your finger at him and cursed him, and then demanded a reward? Are you tired of living?"

Luo Fan grinned.

"Does Master Uncle think they'll let us go if I don't do that?"

Liu Linglong was taken aback.

"I believe my martial uncle has already realized that the Zhengyang Sect did not have good intentions in holding this martial arts competition."

Whether we've witnessed it firsthand or judged by that old bastard Sikong Jue's behavior, he probably already had this plan in mind.

"Since that's the case, why not make a big fuss and lure the snake out of its hole?"

"It's better to get them to come out on their own than to be ambushed later."

"Besides, we're not without help this time."

Liu Linglong narrowed her eyes, looking at the eloquent young man in front of her.

Suddenly, she realized that this kid was more cunning than she had imagined.

"Where are the helpers?"

Liu Linglong asked with a smile.

Luo Fan shook his head mysteriously, "Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed."

Liu Linglong rolled her eyes at him.

Her slender hand expertly grabbed his ear.

"Still keeping things a secret from your martial uncle? Hmm?"

Luo Fan winced in pain.

"Hey! Uncle-Master! This is disrespectful to your elders! Let go!"

Liu Linglong froze for a moment.

She squinted, her smile growing even brighter.

"Disrespectful to elders?"

She tightened her grip, "You little rascal, are you saying I'm too old?"

Luo Fan gasped in pain and begged for mercy.

"I'm innocent, Uncle-Master! How could I dare to dislike you!"

"You are as beautiful as a flower, and still possess a captivating charm. Compared to those two-hundred-year-old hags, you are still..."

He paused, then chuckled awkwardly, "Still very young!"

Liu Linglong's lips curled up slightly. "Is this almost enough..."

next second.

Her smile suddenly froze.

Compared to two hundred years old?

Doesn't that mean she's old?

"You little rascal!"

Liu Linglong bristled and tightened her grip even more.

Luo Fan screamed in agony.

"Master Uncle, spare me! I misspoke! You're young! You're eighteen! You'll always be eighteen!"

"Just turned eighteen this year!!"

"..."

Yunxi spoke calmly, "Linglong, watch your temper, stop making trouble."

Liu Linglong then snorted and released her grip.

"I'll deal with you when we get back."

Luo Fan covered his bright red ears, looking utterly dejected.

"Luo Fan's judgment is not without reason."

Yunxi looked at the distant horizon, her tone calm.

"The Zhengyang Sect's purpose in holding this martial arts competition is to suppress our three sects."

"Since we're already on the opposite side, we should do it before things completely fall apart."

"Weakening their strength would also be a good option."

A hint of coldness flashed in her eyes.

In Yunxi's eyes, the Zhengyang Sect was never a true opponent.

The one holding the knife in his back is the real culprit.

However, to deal with those people, the first thing to do is destroy this knife.

"Everyone, prepare for battle."

Yunxi gave a brief instruction, then made another hand seal, and the flying boat instantly transformed into a streak of light.

Soon, the airship arrived above a canyon.

The mountains on both sides here are steep and shrouded in clouds and mist.

Luo Fan stood at the ship's railing, his brows slightly furrowed.

boom-!!!

The airship trembled violently!

Countless black streaks of light shot into the sky from the forest below.

Every single one of them struck the airship's defensive light shield!

The light shield trembled violently, and cracks appeared!

"Enemy attack! Be on alert!"

Xie Nantian shouted sharply, drawing his longsword.

The second wave of attacks followed immediately!

Snap! Snap!

The defensive light shield shattered with a deafening roar!

Hundreds of black figures surrounded them from all directions!

The leader, his face covered with a black cloth, exuded a chilling aura; he was none other than Elder Liu Wentian of the Zhengyang Sect!

Behind him stood hundreds of Foundation Establishment cultivators, all dressed in black robes, their bodies shrouded in a faint demonic aura.

There were also more than a dozen figures with even stronger auras, suspended in mid-air, all of whom were at the Golden Core stage!

Yunxi glanced at those people and coldly uttered two words.

"Demonic cultivator."

Liu Linglong narrowed her eyes and thought to herself, "The Zhengyang Sect is indeed colluding with the Soul Killing Hall."

"kill!"

"Leave no one alive!"

Liu Wentian's deep, hoarse voice could be heard from beneath his face mask.

Yunxi took a step forward, and a cold light shone brightly around her. The pressure of a half-step Nascent Soul cultivator suddenly erupted!

"Linglong, you lead the men to break through, I'll hold them off!"

In a flash, she was already facing the eight Golden Core demon cultivators!

Sword energy crisscrossed, chilling to the bone!

Eight Golden Core cultivators joined forces to attack, but for a time they were unable to get close!

"Walk!"

Liu Linglong gritted her teeth, let out a delicate shout, and charged towards the other six Golden Core cultivators!

Liu Wentian snorted coldly and attacked together with the other five Golden Core cultivators!

Purple light flashed, and sword shadows danced!

Liu Linglong moved nimbly, fighting against six opponents at once and holding her own for the time being.

"Fellow disciples, as Junior Brother Luo instructed, break out in groups!"

Xie Nantian said loudly.

Chu Wuyai, Shen Fufeng, Zhao Jingzhou, and Yan Wujiu quickly gathered around him.

They formed a group of five and faced off against the charging Foundation Establishment demonic cultivator!

Bai Jie, Ji Kun, Lu Qingdai, and Xiong Chumo formed a battle formation back to back!

Bai Jie's sword light was cold and clear, one sword strike for each enemy!

Ji Kun's punches were fierce and powerful, each one landing squarely on the skin!

Lu Qingdai's array flags fluttered, and beams of array light shone, trapping several demonic cultivators!

Xiong Chumo swept his hammer across, smashing one person away with each blow!

The four worked together seamlessly and managed to stabilize the situation for the time being.

Luo Fan pulled Midozhi to a relatively safe location.

Midozhi's face turned pale, and she gripped Luo Fan's sleeve tightly.

"Brother Luo... what should we do..."

"I've let everyone down... Please, just leave me alone...?"

Luo Fan looked down at her.

The little girl's eyes were red, and she was desperately holding back her tears, feeling a mix of frustration, resentment, and helplessness.

He reached out and ruffled her hair.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Midozhi was stunned.

She looked up at the face in front of her, which wore a faint smile.

She felt like she wasn't so scared anymore.

On Xie Nantian's side, the five of them stood back to back, their swords flashing and blades clashing!

Although there are many Foundation Establishment demonic cultivators, their defenses cannot be broken through in a short time!

Yan Wujiu hit and cursed at the same time.

"Damn it! I've been a nobody my whole life, today I'm finally going to fight for my life!"

Chu Wuyai said coldly, "Shut up, save your energy."

His swordsmanship was fierce, with each strike aimed directly at the opponent's vital points.

Unfortunately, there are too many demonic cultivators.

They killed one batch, and another batch rushed up.

As time went on, he had been stabbed in the left arm, and blood was flowing continuously.

Shen Fu's fan had been struck by a sword, breaking two of its ribs, and he was covered in cuts and bruises.

Zhao Jingzhou was even paler than usual, clearly having exhausted himself.

Although the five were strong and coordinated well, they were gradually suppressed.

On the other side, Bai Jie and her three companions were also having a hard time.

Lu Qingdai's face was pale, and her forehead was covered in sweat.

The demonic cultivators gradually broke through three of the formations she had set up.

Xiong Chumo's hammer swings became slower and slower, clearly indicating that he was running out of energy.

Ji Kun's fists were covered in blood, some from the demonic cultivators and some from himself.

Bai Jie's sword light remained sharp, but her usually steady breathing had become somewhat rapid.

Then, Luo Fan, who was guarding in front of Midozhi, swept his fire-breathing sword across the room.

Those Foundation Establishment demonic cultivators who tried to break through the defenses and ambush Liu Linglong were killed one by one by him.

Midozhi hid behind him, looking at that tall and straight figure, her eyes welling up with tears.

Senior Brother Luo was trapped here to protect her.

Otherwise, given his abilities, he would have rushed out to help long ago.

"Fellow disciples, take this pill!"

Xie Nantian took out five pills and threw them to the other four people when the opportunity arose.

Chu Wuyai took it, raising an eyebrow.

"This pill was given to me by Junior Brother Luo as the Tiger Strength and Bone Pill!"

Xie Nantian announced loudly, "After taking it, it can unleash potential and enhance strength in a short period of time!"

Without hesitation, the five swallowed the pills!

boom--!!!

Their auras surged simultaneously, and their combat power skyrocketed!

Xie Nantian swept his sword horizontally, and three demonic cultivators were sent flying backward!

Chu Wuyai's sword light shone like a rainbow, piercing through the two demonic cultivators!

Shen Fufeng unleashed his sword again, the sword light raining down, instantly killing several demonic cultivators.

Zhao Jingzhou's sword energy surged forth, and wherever it passed, demonic cultivators perished.

"Awesome! I can finally fight!"

Yan Wujiu laughed heartily.

With a few sword strikes, he cut through the demons like chopping vegetables, causing them to cry out in agony!

The five men fought their way through with unstoppable force!

Just as they were about to break through, even more demonic cultivators surrounded them!

"Damn it!"

Xie Nantian gritted his teeth, "Just how many of these little devils are there?!"

Another battlefield.

Liu Linglong was in grave danger under the combined attack of five other Golden Core experts!

She had multiple injuries, her clothes were stained with blood, and she was breathing erratically!

"Liu Linglong, today is your death day!"

Liu Wentian grinned maliciously.

He first broke through the formation that Liu Linglong had used to trap him, and then struck her in the back with a palm strike!

Luo Fan killed the last Foundation Establishment demonic cultivator who tried to break through the defense line with a single sword strike.

When he turned his head, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Liu Linglong was entangled with five other Golden Core demon cultivators and had no time to pay attention to what was behind her!

A crisis was looming.

Luo Fan had only one thought in his mind: he couldn't let her get hurt.

because!

He wants to eat fish!