Wild Dogs

This kid is only at the Foundation Establishment stage; with his strength, it's impossible for him to set up such an exquisite formation.

It seems that someone else must have set up the formation here.

Moreover, judging from the growth of this spiritual rice, the other party's strength and background should not be weak.

However, the owner of this place should not be here, otherwise there would be no need to leave a puppet here to guard the cave.

It seems that heaven is truly helping me.

Since the owner of this place is not here, once I sweep everything out of this place, it will all be mine.

He immediately rushed down, and just as he was about to harvest the spirit rice, he raised an eyebrow and looked at the somewhat dilapidated cave ahead.

The cave was originally dilapidated, but over the years, Zhou Peng patiently cleaned the area around the cave to please Yang Fan.

To make the entire cave more comfortable, Zhou Peng even arranged some fresh flowers and spiritual plants, making it look lush and verdant.

Yang Fan had also expressed great admiration for this after his previous exits from seclusion.

However, he was at a critical juncture in breaking through to the mid-stage of Core Formation at the time, so he didn't pay too much attention to these matters.

At this moment, looking at these flowers and plants, the middle-aged cultivator hesitated for a moment.

The owner of this place has such leisure and refined tastes; could he be of extraordinary origin?

The middle-aged cultivator hesitated for a moment, worried that he might offend someone he shouldn't have, which would be troublesome.

However, after a long while, he gritted his teeth.

"Fortune favors the bold; how can one achieve great things if one is so hesitant and timid?"

With this thought in mind, he leaped into the air and rushed straight into the cave ahead.

In his mind, the spiritual fields and spiritual rice outside were already extraordinary, and there must be even more good things inside the cave.

As long as you rush in and sweep everything out of the cave, it will all be yours.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but nod excitedly.

Immediately, the middle-aged cultivator rushed to the entrance of the cave.

Just as he was about to lift the curtain of the cave, a cold voice suddenly came from inside.

"Oh, so that explains why it's so noisy today. Turns out we have guests."

Immediately, a powerful aura emanated from within, and then the cave entrance swung open wide.

Then a calm voice drifted out from inside.

"Guests are welcome, please come inside."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged cultivator felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

He wasn't stupid; the instant that aura burst forth, he had already keenly sensed that a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator was sitting inside the cave.

Moreover, the fact that this person spoke so calmly suggests that his actual combat strength is also quite remarkable.

The middle-aged cultivator felt a chill run down his spine. He realized that he had probably messed with someone he shouldn't have.

Should we just leave?

Thinking of this, the middle-aged cultivator prepared to turn around and leave.

At the same time, a cold voice came from inside.

"You've come uninvited today. If you dare to leave without saying goodbye, don't blame me for being impolite."

Yang Fan's tone was as cold as ice.

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged cultivator was immediately terrified.

He chuckled dryly and bowed towards the cave entrance.

"So you were inside, senior. I was unaware of your presence and have been very rude. Please forgive me."

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan snorted coldly.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Hurry up and come in."

Hearing Yang Fan's words, the middle-aged cultivator had no choice but to bite the bullet and go inside.

As he wandered through the cave, the middle-aged cultivator's heart pounded wildly, as if he were carrying a drum.

After a while, he walked to the depths of the cave and saw a handsome young man sitting there looking him over.

Upon seeing the middle-aged cultivator enter, the young man waved his hand, and a stone table and two stone benches flew over from the side.

"Guests are welcome, please have a seat."

As Yang Fan spoke, he put his hands behind his back and walked to the stone bench to sit down.

Seeing this, the middle-aged cultivator dared not play any tricks and stepped forward, kneeling down with a thud.

"This junior has mistakenly trespassed into your cave dwelling, senior. Please forgive me."

As he spoke, he nodded vigorously and immediately knelt down to beg for mercy.

Seeing this, Yang Fan sized him up a few times and nodded.

"Yes, he's flexible and adaptable; he's definitely a smart person."

What a pity! You're so smart, why didn't you think that this spirit field and spirit rice are something that ordinary cultivators can only have?

With your level of awareness, you dare to barge in?

Yang Fan waved his hand.

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged cultivator kowtowed repeatedly.

"Senior, I was blinded by greed and have no idea whatsoever. Please forgive me."

He knew that further explanation would only provoke his senior's greater anger.

Rather than doing that, he might as well honestly confess his guilt and beg this senior to spare his life.

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan shook his head slightly.

"You think you can just barge in and expect an apology to make it all go away? You're seriously underestimating me."

Then Yang Fan raised his hand in a daze.

"Speak, what brings you here? If you can explain yourself, I might spare your life."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man hurriedly raised his head.

"Respectfully requesting your assistance, senior, I stumbled upon this place by accident and had no idea that you were cultivating here."

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan waved his hand.

"Of course I know you stumbled here by accident, isn't that obvious?"

If you had known I had a cave dwelling here, you probably would have brought several people with you this time.

My question was, "What are you doing here in this desolate wilderness?"

Yang Fan stared at him coldly.

"I've looked into this place before. Although there are some spiritual herbs and plants around, it's too remote and desolate. Under normal circumstances, no cultivators would come here."

Tell me, what are you doing here?

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged cultivator was speechless for a moment, his expression changed drastically, and he didn't know what to say.

Seeing this, Yang Fan gently stretched his muscles and bones.

"It seems you won't learn your lesson until you're faced with death. Fine, I'll give you a wake-up call. Once you've figured out what to say, I'll give you a way out."

As he spoke, Yang Fan stretched his muscles and bones, and raised his hand as if to press down.

The middle-aged monk was so frightened that he kowtowed heavily to the ground.

"Lord Qi, I had arranged to hunt spirit beasts with several fellow cultivators, but some of them hadn't arrived yet, so I wandered around the area to see if I could find some medicinal herbs. That's why I accidentally wandered into this place. Please forgive me, senior."

As he spoke, he bowed his head respectfully.

"Oh, you've come here to hunt spirit beasts? What kind of spirit beasts?"

When Yang Fan asked about spirit beasts, the man hesitated for a moment.

Seeing Yang Fan's piercing gaze, he gritted his teeth, raised his head, and honestly confessed.

"Senior Qi, we are going to hunt a giant python this time."

This wretch is incredibly powerful, which is why we agreed to attack together.

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan raised his eyebrows.

"What kind of giant python is it that warrants several Core Formation cultivators working together to take it down? Tell me in detail."

Upon hearing this, the cultivator gritted his teeth.

"Senior Qi, the giant python we are going to hunt this time is called the Black Horned Ice Python."