Wild Dogs

Upon hearing the term "Cloud Exchange Meeting," Yang Fan immediately stopped.

He then looked over there curiously and saw the five or six Qi Refining stage cultivators who were surrounded.

A robust middle-aged cultivator coldly pointed at the group of people who were surrounded and interrogated them.

Among the five or six cultivators who were surrounded, an old man with white hair and beard shook his head repeatedly.

"Tiancheng, you're supposed to be a Qi Refining stage cultivator, how could you do such a despicable and shameless thing?"

"Our sect went through a lot of trouble to win this Cloud Ascension Exchange, and we're going there to exchange for some good items."

"Don't you think this kind of highway robbery is damaging to the reputation of your Sky Wolf Gang?"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man sneered.

"What a joke! When did it become your place, an old man, to point fingers at me, Jin?"

"Let me tell you, if you don't hand over the stuff now, you're all going to die. If you do, I might spare your lives."

As he spoke, the man glared menacingly down below.

The old man below turned pale.

Although the old man surnamed Xiao was born into a major sect, he didn't bring many people with him to Dengyun City to participate in the Dengyun Exchange Meeting. Unexpectedly, he was stopped by this group of people.

After a long while, he gritted his teeth.

"Do you really want to go this far? You should understand that if your Heavenly Wolf Sect kills us, our sect will definitely not let you off the hook."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man sneered.

"Who said I killed you? And who knows if I killed you?"

Then he shook his head repeatedly.

"Stop talking nonsense. Either hand over the stuff, or you die right now."

"Hand over the goods and you'll have a chance to live. If you dare to resist, you'll all die here."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man gripped his broadsword tightly and pointed it fiercely forward.

Yang Fan, standing in the distance, stroked his chin with interest. "The Cloud Exchange Meeting sounds interesting. Why don't I go and take a look?"

Thinking of this, Yang Fan had already formed the idea of ​​intervening.

Seeing the aggressive attitude of the group outside, the old man hesitated for a moment before gritting his teeth.

"Alright, I can give you the token, but you have to guarantee that we can leave safely."

The middle-aged man sneered.

"Of course, give me the things first and then we'll talk."

As he spoke, he reached out his hand to the old man.

Although he said that on the surface, a chill ran through his heart.

Are you kidding me? He won't let these people leave alive.

The sect behind this old man is very powerful; the Heavenly Wolf Sect can't afford to offend him.

However, as long as these people can be killed, there will be no way to prove it, and no one can say that the Heavenly Wolf Sect was behind it.

Thinking of this, he looked smugly at the old man below.

Just as the old man was about to hand over the token, a faint voice came from the side.

"Old man, can't you tell this person is playing a trick on you?"

Yang Fan slowly walked out from the side.

"Who is it?"

The middle-aged cultivator glared fiercely at Yang Fan.

But when he saw Yang Fan's cultivation level, his expression changed drastically, and he became terrified.

Foundation Establishment stage cultivator!

In an instant, the middle-aged cultivator turned around and tried to escape to the side.

But Yang Fan didn't give him a chance at all. Yang Fan slowly raised his hand, and several talisman treasures flew out at once.

The power of a talisman controlled by a Foundation Establishment cultivator is far greater than that controlled by a Qi Refining cultivator.

In an instant, these talismans flew out and killed all of them on the spot.

After dealing with these people, Yang Fan slowly walked up to the old man.

The old man was so frightened that his legs went weak. When he saw Yang Fan walking over, he knelt down with a thud.

"Ah, junior greets senior!"

Seeing that his disciples were still standing there, the old man hurriedly pulled at their clothes.

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and pay your respects to your senior!"

The other Qi Refining stage cultivators felt as if they had been granted a pardon, and only then did they come to their senses. They also hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly to Yang Fan.

After glancing at him twice, Yang Fan raised an eyebrow and slowly walked up to the old man.

"I was unaware of your esteemed presence, senior. What do you desire? This humble old man is willing to offer you his entire fortune."

The old man, unaware of what Yang Fan wanted, hurriedly took out his own storage bag and the storage bags of the others, and respectfully handed them to Yang Fan.

Although the other disciples were unwilling, they all shut their mouths and dared not say a word after sensing Yang Fan's powerful cultivation.

Yang Fan raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Don't be nervous. I'm not someone who kills innocent people indiscriminately; I'm just a little curious."

Then Yang Fan walked to the group of people, took their storage bags with a wave of his hand, and then gently waved his hand again. A moment later, the storage bags opened.

Then Yang Fan's gaze swept over from above. None of the people's storage bags contained anything of value, except for the old man's storage bag, where Yang Fan found a golden token.

"Oh? Is this the token he mentioned earlier for the Cloud Ascension Exchange Meeting?"

Yang Fan curiously waved the token at the group.

The group nodded hurriedly.

"Yes, this is the token for the Cloud Ascension Exchange Meeting."

After examining the token, Yang Fan stroked it with interest for a moment.

The token has the words "Ascending to the Clouds" written on the front, and a string of strange characters on the back.

Yang Fan rubbed it once and then shook his head slightly.

"I'm interested in this token. How much are you willing to offer?"

Hearing that Yang Fan was interested in the token, the old man breathed a sigh of relief.

He wasn't afraid of the immortals taking his possessions; what he feared was that the immortals wanted his life.

The old man quickly raised his head.

"If the immortal takes a liking to this, it would be my good fortune. I am willing to give it to you, senior. I only ask that you do not stand on ceremony."

Yang Fan waved his hand.

"I'm not the kind of person who robs people randomly. You should just give me a fair price, as long as it's reasonable and you don't try to rip me off."

The old man gritted his teeth.

"Then ten spirit stones will suffice for this old man, senior."

Yang Fan smiled lightly and tossed down a full one hundred high-grade spirit stones with a wave of his hand.

"Here, these are high-grade spirit stones. One hundred high-grade spirit stones are equivalent to ten thousand mid-grade spirit stones. I think this price should be enough."

"What?!"

Upon hearing that it would cost one hundred high-grade spirit stones, the old man looked up in surprise.

He only spent ten high-grade spirit stones on this token from the Cloud Ascension Exchange, but unexpectedly, he sold it for ten times the price.

"This old man dares not accept so many spirit stones, please take them back, senior."

Yang Fan waved his hand dismissively.

"Don't worry, these spirit stones mean nothing to me."

Then, Yang Fan looked around.

"Get up first."

Then, Yang Fan waved his hand, signaling the others to stand up as well.