In the world of "Covering the Sky," my cultivation technique is not right.

Ye Fan was currently on a mountaintop when he discovered that many spirit weapons had been left there.

Since the powerful figures from those holy lands and major sects began attacking the Demon Emperor's Tomb, the number of spirit weapons that transformed into streams of light has increased dramatically, blotting out the sky. Many lesser cultivators are trying their luck to see if they can obtain one.

Suddenly, Ye Fan's eyes lit up as a crimson divine rainbow shot towards him, leaving a trail of fiery clouds in its wake, before piercing the stone wall in front of him with a "plop".

Ye Fan wondered to himself, "Could it be that I only got this kind of luck after sacrificing Pang Bo?"

He had just followed the Demon Emperor's Holy Heart to find Pang Bo, and sure enough, the latter's body had not yet been completely possessed.

However, due to insufficient cultivation, he was thrown back by the demon woman with golden wings.

When he went to search again, the once vibrant world was now desolate, and Pang Bo had vanished without a trace.

"It's because my cultivation level is too low that I feel so powerless." Ye Fan sighed softly, vowing to improve his cultivation level as soon as possible.

If they had the cultivation level of those five great figures in the heavens, they wouldn't have to worry about not being able to bring Pang Bo back.

Ye Fan shook his head to clear his mind, then stepped forward, gathered his magic power at his fingertips, cut open the stone wall, and took out a bead surrounded by crimson light.

He now possesses a jade-green dagger and a thunderous purple blade in his stamina system. With this new one, he now has three spiritual weapons. If he no longer needs them, he can auction off two of them.

According to the elders of Lingxu Cave Heaven, many large cities have auction houses where people can sell their goods and exchange them for cultivation resources.

It is at least better than Baicaoye and Jiuyeshen.

It's a pity that the light blue mirror I found at the beginning was snatched away by that fat Taoist priest.

Ye Fan was so angry he wanted to grind his teeth.

"Hahahaha!" A voice came from afar. A fat Taoist priest rode a divine rainbow, his eyes sparkling, and came toward Ye Fan.

"Damn it, this piece of trash!" Ye Fan cursed his bad luck, grabbed the Cabernet Sauvignon, and ran away.

"As expected, this humble Taoist priest is destined to meet you, young friend. This is the second time already." The fat Taoist priest stood in front of Ye Fan, his face glowing with health.

He didn't manage to snatch the golden spear from that young friend, but he's determined to have the Cabernet Sauvignon in that friend's hands.

Duan Deyi snorted, stretched out his fat palm, raised his chin, and pointed at Ye Fan.

This means that they handed it over voluntarily.

Ye Fan gritted his teeth so hard they were almost grinding them to powder: "Master Duan, didn't you say last time that you'd have good luck if we met again? Why are you stealing my things? You've already stolen a mirror from me."

Duan De snorted coldly: "I did bring you good luck, but you gave me all the bad luck. I even had my golden spear stolen. You are responsible for this, and this bead should be used to compensate me."

This person is simply unreasonable! Does the cultivation world of the Eastern Wilderness even have a God? Let the lightning strike him dead!

If he weren't outmatched, Ye Fan would have loved to punch him to death, one punch after another. His left punch dealt high damage, and his right punch dealt high damage, so he would have smashed him until his face was covered in bruises.

He cursed under his breath, a bitter smile on his face, and held out the beads in his hand, ready to hand them over.

Fortunately, there are still two spirit weapons in the Sea of ​​Bitterness.

Suddenly, Ye Fan opened his eyes wide, grabbed the bead, and ran backward as fast as a rabbit.

"You little brat..." Duan De was about to chase after him when a loud bang came from the sky.

"Wait a minute!"

This voice, this word... why does it sound so familiar?

"Splash!"

A bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket descended from the sky, engulfing Duan De completely.

"Sizzle!"

The thunder came and went quickly, and the sky returned to its clear state.

Duan De's precious clothes were now tattered and torn, his body was covered in black, and he smelled of meat. He fell backward and lay on the ground, motionless.

Ye Fan peeked out from behind a stone wall, watching the scene furtively.

"That was close! I almost got dragged down by that damned Taoist priest and struck by lightning. But then again, are my words really that accurate?"

Ye Fan walked out into a clear blue sky. The main battlefield where the major forces were fighting was a hundred miles away from here, with secret techniques and treasures flying everywhere, making it impossible for him to be here.

"That 'wait a minute' sounds familiar." Ye Fan suddenly noticed a white rainbow light flying from afar and landing directly on the ground.

Ye Fan's face lit up with joy: "Lü Yao!"

"Ye Zi, what are you doing here?" Lü Yao lied through his teeth; he had already seen Duan De robbing Ye Fan from afar.

The moment he saw Ye Fan, he revealed his true form.

"The Spirit Ruins Cave Heaven isn't far from here. I came here to see if I could find some treasures," Ye Fan said truthfully. There were far too many junior cultivators with the same idea.

"Just stay away and avoid being affected by those holy land cultivators."

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Ye Fan's mind: "Lao Lü, did you release that lightning bolt?"

Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that it hit the fatso right on the spot? That "Wait a minute" really was Lü Yao's voice.

Lu Yao nodded and walked to where Duan De's body lay: "It was me. I saved this fat Taoist's life. He repaid kindness with enmity and stole my spiritual weapon. I was so angry that I chased after him."

Ye Fan gritted his teeth: "Damn that wicked Taoist priest."

"But don't hold a grudge too much. That spirit weapon is full of demonic power. It's normal for people with weak wills to be bewitched. His will may have been invaded by demonic energy, so I came to purify him."

"So he's dead?" Ye Fan ignored Lü Yao's nonsense and asked curiously as he watched Lü Yao touching the fat Taoist priest.

"Die? This guy is extraordinary, he won't die so easily. He's just been temporarily stunned by the electric shock, he'll wake up soon. Let's quickly take out the good stuff from his body and then we'll leave."

Lu Yao reached out and pulled out a red peach talisman, which possessed a mysterious Taoist charm and had rather enigmatic Taoist patterns on it.

He put it away first, then threw it into the Sea of ​​Wheels and put it into the "Wait a Moment" gourd.

Next came a golden Taoist crown, a jet-black longsword, and a palm-sized purple-gold chariot...

One by one, Lu Yao took out treasures from the fat Taoist's mind or storage bag. Each one was extraordinary, exuding a mysterious aura, or even possessing spiritual power.

In addition, there are many sources and several thousand-year-old medicinal herbs.

"Heh! That fatso has quite a lot on him. Ye Zi, don't be shy, take these. It's like doing justice for God."

Lu Yao handed over seven or eight spirit weapons, two old herbs, and a pile of source materials.

In this way, he would still have about ten spirit weapons in his possession, which would be a huge fortune when they were auctioned off at the Heavenly Demon Palace.

"This...this isn't right, is it?" Ye Fan swallowed hard, forcibly suppressing his greed.

It wasn't that he thought robbing the fat man was wrong, but rather that he felt it was wrong to share the spoils without having contributed anything.

"There's nothing wrong with it, they're just small trinkets, everyone gets a share."

Lu Yao continued to search and feel around. But apart from these spiritual weapons, which were at most at the dragon transformation level, he didn't find a single immortal-level treasure.

Not to mention the King's Weapon and the Legendary Weapon.

This guy must have just woken up and crawled out.

Lu Yao guessed.

"He's no saint either. He's a notorious tomb raider in Beidou. He'd even go to sacred sites and ancestral graves."

Ye Fan was putting the things that Lü Yao had given him into his Sea of ​​Wheels when he heard these words and his eyes lit up.

Are there many resources there? He's practically going crazy over cultivation resources; he wants to cultivate, and the resources there are a hundred times that of ordinary people.

As his divine sense swept over Duan De's body and various parts of his body, including his dantian, a piece of information suddenly entered his mind, causing Lü Yao's expression to change:

[Your "Tai Chi Chuan" sensitively sensed a Qi even more ancient and powerful than the Yao Guang Jing. The Qi was sharp and fierce, accompanied by the roar of dragons, and the dragon energy crisscrossed.]