Wild Dogs

Thinking of this, Yang Fan continued searching the surrounding area.

After a while, Yang Fan stopped.

He noticed something unusual about a place not far ahead. Could there be something there?

Yang Fan immediately flew over there, but unexpectedly, at that moment, a sharp gust of wind came from the side.

Yang Fan hurriedly dodged to the side, and with a loud bang, a talisman suddenly exploded where he was originally about to rush.

Yang Fan turned his head angrily, and then saw a cultivator staring coldly at him.

"Sir, I know you're looking for something good around here, but everyone has a share, so I'll take this place."

Yang Fan scanned that spot with his divine sense, then let out a cold snort.

"Alright, then it's yours to keep."

Yang Fan then immediately stepped back.

Seeing that Yang Fan made way so easily, the man was greatly disappointed and looked astonished.

He had expected Yang Fan to have a fierce battle with him, and he was even prepared to fight him.

Unexpectedly, Yang Fan actually gave up this place.

He didn't realize what was going on at first, but he quickly understood.

As Yang Fan stepped back, several figures immediately darted out from the side.

"Hey, sir, you'd better vacate this place."

These people also rushed to the spot that Yang Fan had chosen earlier.

Their spiritual abilities were all roughly equal.

A sweep of divine sense quickly revealed that something seemed amiss, as if something was hidden there.

The group immediately began to glare at each other menacingly.

Yang Fan then quickly retreated.

There were seven or eight people who broke in this time, and they split into two groups.

One group is fighting over the alchemy furnace, and another group is fighting over this place.

Seeing that the two sides were on the verge of fighting, Yang Fan wisely retreated further.

There's no need to waste time with these people.

Moreover, Yang Fan thought that if that treasure were really so easy to find...

Over the years, anyone who broke into the Alchemy Pavilion would have found that place long ago; there's no way it would have remained until now.

Therefore, Yang Fan guessed that the place was most likely a trap, so he continued to explore the surrounding area.

Yang Fan may not want to get involved in this matter, but that doesn't mean these people will stop.

These people kept arguing.

"I was the one who picked this place first."

The person who first attacked Yang Fan angrily pointed to the wall in front of him, which was the place where Yang Fan first noticed the anomaly.

"You found it first? Are you kidding me? Wasn't it that fellow Daoist who found it? You're just taking over."

"If you can take it, why can't we? Get out of the way, or we'll kill you!"

The three men were on the verge of attacking each other, looking ready to fight.

Yang Fan was overjoyed to see them arguing.

They should fight; that would make it easier for him to search.

And so, Yang Fan continued searching the walls of the alchemy pavilion.

After searching around, he found nothing unusual along the wall.

The situation was completely unexpected.

No, something's not right here, is it? Yang Fan frowned.

Logically speaking, this place should have a secret room or something similar hidden inside; otherwise, wouldn't all the important elixir formulas be leaked?

Thinking of this, Yang Fan used his divine sense to scan the surrounding walls again.

But the only anomaly he could detect was in that one place.

At that moment, the three people were standing around the wall, completely motionless.

In this situation, Yang Fan could only shake his head.

He didn't want to waste his life here.

Therefore, after failing to find the treasure, Yang Fan wanted to leave.

But just as he turned around, he suddenly stopped.

He immediately turned around and stared intently at the ground of the alchemy pavilion.

Not far from the alchemy furnace, there was a very faint mark on a blue brick.

If someone else were to scan it, they probably wouldn't notice the mark.

But Yang Fan could sense the strangeness of the mark.

Yang Fan carefully stroked the storage bag gently.

A moment later, Yang Fan's fingertips touched a jade pendant.

The moment his fingertips touched the jade pendant, his expression changed slightly.

The marks on the ground were exactly the same as the patterns on the jade pendant.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Fan looked at the marks on the ground and a thought struck him.

Perhaps this jade pendant is the key to unlocking the mark.

But how can we get through this?

Seeing the two groups of people who were on the verge of exchanging blows, Yang Fan frowned.

He wouldn't dare to attack this group unless they were severely injured.

He immediately flew towards the alchemy furnace.

"Gentlemen, how about I take this alchemy furnace?" Yang Fan said earnestly.

Upon hearing this, the others immediately snorted coldly.

"Give it to you? No way, we picked it ourselves."

Then they all stared at Yang Fan, their eyes filled with murderous intent.

Seeing this, Yang Fan shrugged.

"Alright, since you all are unwilling, I will not force you."

"But wouldn't it be better if such a fine alchemy furnace belonged to one person?"

"How about this, whichever fellow Daoist contributes some money?" Yang Fan said with a smile.

How could these people, who were vying for the alchemy furnace, possibly be willing to give up?

One of them snorted coldly and drew his sword to slash at Yang Fan.

"Shut up!"

Upon seeing this, Yang Fan immediately retreated.

"Alright, alright, I won't argue anymore. Everything is yours."

As Yang Fan stepped back, a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Then, taking advantage of the others' inattention, he flicked his fingertip, and a burst of spiritual energy immediately flew out.

The spiritual energy swiftly struck the hand of the person who had drawn the sword.

The man's hand then shot out uncontrollably, instantly injuring another cultivator nearby.

"You bastard, how dare you lay a hand on me!" The wounded man was furious and drew his sword as well.

The man with the sword wanted to explain further.

"No, someone framed me!" he said hastily.

But at this moment, who would listen to his explanation?

The tension between everyone had already reached its limit.

After his actions, everyone lost control.

Immediately afterwards, the men drew their swords and began to fight.

As soon as one firefight broke out, another firefight erupted on the other side.

Watching the people fighting to the death on both sides, Yang Fan just kept retreating.

Hey, it's not time to act yet, let's wait and see.

A moment later, Yang Fan had retreated to the entrance of the Alchemy Pavilion.

He didn't rush out, but waited patiently.

Sword light and blood glint flashed continuously.

As the fighting continued, more and more blood gushed from the cultivators' bodies.

Yang Fan raised his eyebrows and stared intently in that direction.

He wanted to see what the outcome would be if this group fought to the end.

And so, Yang Fan hid to the side, watching them fight endlessly.

Once he notices that the fighting over there has subsided, he will secretly make his move.