Wild Dogs

The rogue cultivator was startled when he saw Yang Fan rush out and turned to run away.

Although his cultivation level was higher than Yang Fan's, his injuries were quite severe, and he probably wouldn't stand a chance against Yang Fan in a fight.

Seeing that the man was trying to escape, Yang Fan shouted sharply.

"You'd better come back here obediently."

Instantly, Yang Fan accelerated and rushed forward.

As he charged, Yang Fan used various treasures to press down on the enemy.

Numerous talismans were unleashed in unison.

At the same time, Yang Fan directly used his talisman.

In an instant, the talisman unfolded and slashed down at the opponent.

Although this rogue cultivator had some strength, he was no match for the spirit talisman.

After killing the rogue cultivator with a single blow, Yang Fan rushed over and ripped off the man's storage bag.

Then, he threw down a pile of bone-dissolving liquid, completely destroying the man's body.

From the moment Yang Fan made his move to the moment he killed the man, it took only a few dozen breaths.

After dealing with the man, Yang Fan immediately turned around and chased after the female cultivator.

He wouldn't let this female cultivator get away with diverting trouble.

More importantly, the fact that this female cultivator was able to find his location clearly indicates that she possessed some kind of secret technique.

For safety reasons, Yang Fan had to catch her and get to the bottom of things no matter what.

Seeing Yang Fan chasing after her from behind, the female cultivator was terrified and turned pale. She quickly gave Yang Fan a fawning smile.

"Young master, thank you so much for saving me. I am extremely grateful."

Hearing this, Yang Fan snorted coldly.

"There's no need to waste time on such nonsense."

"Since you lured people here intending to attack me, shouldn't you at least say thank you?"

Yang Fan said, quickening his pace to catch up.

The female cultivator gritted her teeth and hurriedly said to Yang Fan.

"Young master, thank you for saving me."

Hearing this, Yang Fan sneered.

"Is that all you have to say?"

"Didn't you say you were going to give me all the spirit stones?"

Seeing Yang Fan relentlessly chasing after her, the female cultivator gritted her teeth, took off her storage bag, and tossed it to Yang Fan from a distance.

Yang Fan grabbed the man's storage bag without stopping.

The female cultivator turned pale.

"Young master, I've already given you the storage bag, are you still not willing to forgive me?"

Yang Fan sneered.

"Spare you?"

Why should I spare you?

"If you don't come to me, I naturally won't spare you."

"But since you've come to me, of course I have to make things clear."

This female cultivator was none other than the one who had shared spirit stones with Yang Fan in the mine warehouse before.

Seeing Yang Fan frantically chasing after her, the female cultivator was naturally extremely nervous.

After a while, the female cultivator stopped and looked coldly at Yang Fan.

Seeing that Yang Fan was relentlessly pursuing her, the female cultivator hurriedly flew forward, saying as she flew.

"Sir, I've already given you the items, can't you spare my life?"

Hearing this, Yang Fan sneered repeatedly.

"If I give you a way out, who will give me a way out?"

As Yang Fan spoke, he quickened his pace, pressing closer and closer.

"Since you were able to find me from that distance, you must have a way of finding out my location."

"Since you were able to locate me, if I let you live, wouldn't that be like releasing a tiger back into the mountains?"

"Give me a reason for letting you go."

As Yang Fan spoke, he chased after them aggressively.

Meanwhile, the female cultivator in front trembled with fear upon hearing Yang Fan's words.

Before he could finish speaking, Yang Fan snorted coldly.

"I'll spare your life, but you have to prove you're worth it."

Upon hearing this, the female cultivator gritted her teeth.

"If you are willing to spare my life, I am willing to tell you how to remove the mark from your body."

Hearing this, Yang Fan's heart skipped a beat.

Sure enough, there was a reason why this female cultivator was able to find him; there must be some mark on him that attracted her attention.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan clenched his fists.

"Alright, as long as you can explain clearly how to remove the mark from my body, I will spare your life."

Upon hearing this, the female cultivator continued forward, speaking to Yang Fan as she went.

"Young master, this mark can be removed using the blood of four kinds of spirit beasts."

"The blood of these four spirit beasts..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yang Fan let out a cold laugh.

"No, no, no, don't struggle in vain."

"Stop obediently now, remove the mark, and I will naturally spare your life."

"If the mark isn't removed, I'll still kill you."

"I won't believe you unless you stop and come under my control."

Hearing this, the female cultivator gritted her teeth.

"Young master, aren't you taking me for a fool by saying that?"

"How can I know that you will keep your promise, young master?"

Yang Fan also sneered.

"How do I know if the secret method you're talking about is real?"

"Won't this inadvertently reveal my location?"

As he spoke, Yang Fan had already rushed to a spot not far from the female cultivator.

Then, Yang Fan waved his hand, and instantly a bolt of lightning, like a chain, bound towards the opponent.

The female cultivator was already seriously injured. Seeing the bolt of silk coming towards her, she hurriedly tried to dodge, but because she was seriously injured, her reaction was naturally a beat slower, and she was directly tied up by Yang Fan.

Then, Yang Fan grabbed the woman and, before she could react, pressed several acupoints on her body, sealing them off.

In this way, even if the female cultivator had some deadly move, she wouldn't be able to use it.

At this moment, Yang Fan led the female cultivator back to the cave they had been in before.

After a while, Yang Fan landed in front of the cave.

Then, he threw the female cultivator heavily into the cave and walked towards her menacingly.

"What...what are you going to do?"

The female cultivator was terrified, her face paling, and she stared at Yang Fan in fear.

Seeing this, Yang Fan sneered.

"What do you want me to do?"

Then, Yang Fan walked to the female cultivator's side, raised his hand, and lifted her chin.

"Now, I'm asking you one last time, I'm giving you one last chance."

"Tell me honestly, how did you find my location?"

Then he lowered his voice.

"Only those who are valuable can live here. If you are not valuable, you can die right now."

Hearing this, the female cultivator gritted her teeth.

"Young master, when you and I split those spirit stones, I left a mark on you."

"With this mark, even members of our Purple Spirit Sect can use secret techniques to locate the young master."

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan's heart sank slightly, and he suddenly realized what was going on.

No wonder this female cultivator was able to find this place; it turns out she sensed his location from the very beginning by using the mark on his body to get here.

Upon closer reflection, Yang Fan could understand.

Her helpers and fellow disciples were all dead, and she had no one else to rely on. The only thing she could think of was to seek survival through Yang Fan's help.