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

High in the sky, the three people realized what was happening when they saw Luo Fan panting heavily.

"He's at his last gasp! Hang in there!"

With a roar, the deputy sect leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect took the lead in slashing his sword and shattering a patch of sword energy.

"Let's attack together and wear him down!"

The deputy hall master of the Golden Roc Hall unleashed a golden storm from behind, his golden wings flapping wildly.

The Blood Fiend Sect member followed closely behind.

With the three of them working together, and with other cultivators harassing them from the sidelines, they actually managed to block Luo Fan's rain of swords.

Luo Fan's face grew even paler, and a trickle of blood escaped from the corner of his mouth.

He was pushing his body to its limit by continuously unleashing secret techniques and ultimate moves.

"He's done for! Kill him!"

The Blood Fiend Sect member's eyes flashed with ferocity, and he seized the opportunity to pounce, a streak of blood-red light aimed straight for Luo Fan's chest.

The other two attacked from both sides, and Luo Fan gritted his teeth and swung his sword to defend himself.

Dangdang Dangdang!

The clang of metal on metal was so powerful that Luo Fan was forced to retreat repeatedly, his blood and qi churning.

"Now!"

The deputy sect leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect found an opening and thrust his sword, like a venomous snake, towards Luo Fan's ribs.

This sword strike was swift and ruthless; it looked like the person was about to be stabbed.

"Get out of here!"

Su Qingyuan appeared in front of Luo Fan just in time, and clapped her hands.

The Azure Wood Longevity Seal surged with azure light, shattering the sword light.

At the same time, she wrapped her other arm around Luo Fan's waist and pulled him backward.

"Senior sister..."

Luo Fan leaned against Su Qingyuan's chest, smelling a faint fragrance, which calmed his heart.

"Are you alright?"

Su Qingyuan looked down at him and frowned.

"We can still hold on."

Luo Fan grinned, but the smile seemed somewhat forced.

Su Qingyuan put him down and stood in front of him, her cold gaze sweeping over the crowd.

"He's done for! That woman is also exhausted! If we all attack together, even if she's strong, she's only one person!"

"Yes! Let's wear them down!"

"Kill them, and the treasure is ours!"

Seeing Luo Fan cough up blood and Su Qingyuan's breathing become somewhat unstable, the crowd's morale soared.

They swarmed around again, their eyes filled with even greater greed.

Su Qingyuan remained expressionless, and an even more powerful and solid aura rose from within her body than before.

As a result, the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth converged wildly towards her, and her aura rose steadily!

The bottleneck at the peak of the first level of the Nascent Soul stage has loosened.

boom!

An invisible wave of energy spread out from her.

Nascent Soul, second level!

"What?!"

"She...she broke through?!"

"A breakthrough at this time?!"

Everyone was stunned.

Their forward momentum came to an abrupt halt, their faces filled with disbelief and horror.

Breakthrough during battle?

Even under such a disadvantageous situation?

What kind of monster is this woman?!

Su Qingyuan slowly opened her beautiful eyes, her eyes shimmering with a blue light, her aura vast and boundless.

The mere presence she exuded made the Foundation Establishment cultivators' legs go weak.

Those in the early stages of the Golden Core realm also experienced difficulty breathing, but their sensations were more precise.

It was less a pressure from Su Qingyuan and more an intense killing intent.

The three experts at the eighth level of the Golden Core stage were also somewhat hesitant.

They could also sense the woman's murderous intent; she was now far stronger than before!

If Su Qingyuan were to fight them to the death, even if she were to win in the end, she would pay a heavy price.

Moreover, there was also Luo Fan, whose true strength and unpredictable methods, standing nearby.

"Should we continue?"

Luo Fan suddenly smiled.

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at each other, unsure whether to go forward or retreat, and remained frozen in place.

Luo Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stepped forward, and stood shoulder to shoulder with Su Qingyuan.

He glanced at the crowd and calmly said, "If I were you, I wouldn't waste my time here."

Everyone was taken aback and looked at him.

Luo Fan continued, "Instead of fighting to the death here, we might not even be able to save ourselves. Let's do something more meaningful."

"What do you mean?"

The deputy sect leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect frowned.

Luo Fan laughed, but his laugh was somewhat cold.

"The Xuan Yin Sect leader, Zhan Taijin, and the three Nascent Soul elders of the sect have all been executed."

At this moment, the Xuan Yin Sect's mountain gate is empty; the sect's accumulated wealth, resources, and female disciples must be quite substantial.

He paused, looked at the sudden change in everyone's expressions, and then uttered his last sentence.

"If you go too late, someone else will beat you to it."

Upon hearing this, the entire room fell silent; everyone was stunned by the news.

The leader of the Xuan Yin Sect and his three patriarchs!

They're all dead?

Were these two the ones in front of you the ones who killed them?

Or is it Granny Wangchen?

Or perhaps... their three patriarchs and sect leaders were also involved?

No, that's not important!

The most important thing is that the Xuan Yin Sect is currently leaderless and its mountain gates are empty!

What does that mean?

This means countless spirit stones, magical treasures, elixirs, and cultivation techniques.

And those female disciples who were abducted and who had practiced special techniques!

They're all theirs!

Moreover, that's the wealth accumulated by a sect over hundreds or even thousands of years!

It's far more worthwhile than fighting tooth and nail with two tough opponents here, with an uncertain outcome!

Greed instantly overwhelmed anger and hatred.

The three groups exchanged intense glances, their eyes burning with rage.

"Walk!"

Someone let out a low growl first.

The next moment, the three figures turned around without hesitation and flew towards the Xuan Yin Sect!

"Quickly! Return to the mountain gate and gather manpower!"

"Go to the Xuan Yin Sect!"

"Don't let them beat us to it!"

The other cultivators also realized what was happening and could no longer care about Luo Fan and Su Qingyuan.

They rushed forward, transforming into streaks of light, afraid that if they were even a step too late, they wouldn't get a sip of the soup.

In the blink of an eye, the menacing, numerous encirclement became completely empty.

All that remained was a mess on the ground and lingering spiritual energy fluctuations in the air.

Luo Fan watched the departing figures, finally breathed a sigh of relief, and swayed slightly.

Su Qingyuan quickly supported him, "Can you still hold on?"

"Yeah, we can still support one more senior sister."

Luo Fan took a breath, swallowed a elixir, and smiled brightly.

Su Qingyuan didn't understand the meaning of these words at first, but the more she thought about it, the more something seemed off.

Until her pretty face turned blood red and white smoke rose from her head.

She grabbed Luo Fan's ear and vanished into thin air amidst his agonizing screams.

a few days later.

The backyard of Baicaoge.

Su Qingyuan's escape light landed silently, without disturbing the guests in the front hall.

As soon as the two appeared, Zhao Yutang, who was practicing a basic sword technique in the courtyard, immediately noticed them.

She stopped what she was doing, turned around, and saw Luo Fan covered in blood. She froze on the spot.

Clang!

The wooden sword in his hand fell to the ground.

Her once clear and bright eyes were quickly filled with tears.

"Master...?!"

She crashed into his arms, clutching his blood-stained shirt tightly with both hands.

"How did you... get so badly injured?! And you're bleeding so much?!"

Her upturned face was streaked with tears, and her eyes were as red as a little rabbit's.

Luo Fan was a little breathless from her embrace, but he didn't push her away.

He simply raised his hand and awkwardly patted Zhao Yutang on the back.

"It's nothing, Master, it's nothing. It's just a minor injury. Look, I'm back perfectly fine, aren't I?"

Luo Fan scratched his head and chuckled awkwardly, unsure of how to handle Zhao Yutang's extraordinary enthusiasm.

It was his first time being a teacher, and he had taken on a female disciple who had never experienced anything like this before.

Zhao Yutang buried herself in his arms and gave a muffled "hmm," then her body stiffened as she realized what was happening.

Her pretty face flushed, she loosened her grip, took two steps back, lowered her head, and looked at a loss.

"Master...I...I didn't mean to be rude...I'm just...a little scared..."

Damn!

Why was I so impulsive? What if Master gets angry?

But it's so warm in Master's arms...

Thinking of all this, Zhao Yutang blushed to the roots of her ears and didn't dare to look at Luo Fan at all.

"It's alright, I know you're worried about me."

Luo Fan couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle, then looked her over a few more times.

She stood there helplessly, twisting the hem of her clothes with her fingers, wishing she could disappear into the ground.

Until Luo Fan's voice rang out again.

"Not bad, in just a few days, your cultivation has already reached the third level of Qi Refining. It seems you haven't been slacking off."

Upon receiving the praise, Zhao Yutang's blush faded slightly, revealing a shy yet happy smile.

"It's all thanks to the good pills given by my master, and Uncle Wang's excellent teaching. Yu Tang dares not slack off."

"Oh, so all you care about is your master?"

Su Qingyuan spoke slowly from the side.

"I don't know who it was, but they begged me so desperately to go to the Burial Valley with them."

I'm just worried something might happen to your master.

What, now that I'm back, it's like I'm not?

Zhao Yutang's face flushed red again.

"I...I didn't mean that!"

She waved her hands hastily and stammered, "Yu Tang thanks Sister Su!"

She bowed respectfully to Su Qingyuan.

"You're welcome."

Su Qingyuan's red lips, hidden beneath her veil, curved slightly upwards.

"My journey with your master is a matter between the two of us, and it is not your place to thank me."

She glanced at Luo Fan with her beautiful eyes, "Also, I don't really like being called 'sister'."

"what?"

Zhao Yutang raised her head blankly.

Su Qingyuan said lightly, "Call me Master's wife."

Zhao Yutang: "...Huh?"

Luo Fan: "...Cough cough cough!"

"What? Is there a problem?"

Su Qingyuan glanced at him. "You've seen it all, you've touched it all, what more do you want?"

"..."

Luo Fan promptly shut up.

no problem.

It would be strange if there were no problems.

But he dared not say it.

Zhao Yutang watched the interaction between the two, feeling a mix of emotions.

It's a bit sour.

It's a bit bitter.

More than anything, I'm happy for my master.

She took a deep breath and bowed respectfully to Su Qingyuan, "Yutang greets Master's wife."

"good!"

Su Qingyuan smiled slightly and took out several bottles of pills from her storage ring. "Here, this is a gift for you."

Luo Fan looked at the pills he had obtained from the Burial Immortal Palace secret realm and his lips twitched violently.

This woman...

It's outrageous that he used coercion and bribery to lure his apprentice!

If you're so capable, try to coerce or entice him.

Sooner or later, she'll have to experience the feeling of her lips twitching.