Wild Dogs

Xu Longyue gave Yang Fan a deep look, then immediately followed Bai Fengxianzi away.

A group of female cultivators from Red Lotus Peak walked by, chattering away.

"Didn't Red Lotus Peak used to forbid female disciples from leaving the peak at will? Why are so many female cultivators being allowed to come down the mountain now?"

Yang Fan was somewhat surprised as he watched the female cultivator from Red Lotus Peak walk away.

After all, normally, female disciples of Red Lotus Peak are strictly forbidden from going down the mountain.

"This is still a consequence of the previous trials."

"Bai Feng Fairy usually forbids female cultivators from leaving the mountain, but as a result, they were ambushed and killed, and many female cultivators were almost powerless to resist..."

At this point, several Qi Refining stage disciples also sighed with emotion.

During that trial, many beautiful female cultivators perished, which they all found very regrettable.

"Junior Brother Yang, stop looking! Be careful, or Fairy Bai Feng will gouge your eyes out."

Several people were joking around on the side.

Yang Fan gave an awkward smile and pretended to look away shyly.

He wasn't lusting after women.

He had just gotten a really bad feeling from Xu Longyue.

Xu Longyue's gaze lingered on him for far too long.

Did that woman discover something?

Yang Fan frowned.

That shouldn't be the case. That woman didn't see what I looked like at the time, otherwise she would have noticed me much earlier.

Back at the Dantang, this woman had suspected him before and even came to check, but found nothing.

Logically speaking, everything should have been fine by now.

But this time, Xu Longyue still took the initiative to come closer, and Yang Fan didn't know why.

"Never mind, it must be my imagination."

Yang Fan shook his head and followed his fellow disciples toward the weapon-forging hall.

As he walked, he looked up at the Sword Tomb.

The old Taoist priest never revealed the purpose of that wooden sword before he died.

He turned the gourd upside down but only found the jade pendant. He had no idea what the wooden sword was for.

"Should we try to get our hands on that wooden sword?"

Yang Fan felt a sudden surge of attraction.

To be honest, the wooden sword must be something special to make the old Taoist priest take it so seriously.

He wouldn't be satisfied if he didn't get his hands on such a good thing.

But after thinking about it, Yang Fan hesitated.

The wooden sword was sealed so carefully that it won't be easy to get it.

Although he already possessed enhanced stealth talismans and barrier-breaking beads.

But no one knows for sure whether there are any restrictions underground in that place.

"Forget it, I'll try to strengthen that broken forbidden bead these next few days, and then I'll go and give it a try."

"If it's possible, we'll try to get our hands on the wooden sword; if not, then forget it."

After thinking for a while, Yang Fan made this decision.

Then, Master Xuanyang summoned Yang Fan over, encouraged him, and then sent him to the underground to tend the fire.

With his previous experience, Yang Fan could say he was very familiar with the process.

He soon arrived underground.

At this moment, the female cultivators from Red Lotus Peak were also underground, chattering with the blacksmiths in charge of forging, telling them what kind of weapons they wanted.

After entering, Yang Fan didn't say anything, but simply bowed his head in greeting.

"Alright, I've told you what the weapons are like. Now you just need to forge them according to the requirements. If you don't forge them properly, you'll all be in trouble."

Bai Fengxianzi spoke with great anger.

This woman harbors a lot of resentment towards men because she was abandoned.

Although the group of blacksmiths coveted the beauty of the female cultivator from Red Lotus Peak, they dared not say a word in front of Fairy Bai Feng, and could only nod obsequiously.

After a while, Fairy Bai Feng waved her hand, signaling the female cultivators to leave.

Xu Longyue gave Yang Fan a meaningful look, then took a few light steps and walked outside.

A wide sleeve flew past, carrying a fragrant breeze that was so pleasant that Yang Fan was momentarily intoxicated.

Just as Yang Fan was lost in his reverie, a slightly cold hand reached out and slipped a note into his hand.

Yang Fan was startled and quickly looked up.

The moment their eyes met, Xu Longyue raised an eyebrow at him, then left with a nonchalant expression.

Only after Xu Longyue and the others walked out of the cave did Yang Fan turn his gaze away, his expression complicated as he put the note into his storage bag.

"Brothers, let's get to work, or that bitch will start yelling again."

One of the blacksmiths said this with dissatisfaction, which startled the others, who quickly covered his mouth.

"You'd better shut up, kid. That woman is not someone you can mess with."

The other blacksmiths, fearing that Fairy Bai Feng would overhear, hurriedly forced this person to begin forging.

Red Lotus Peak needs many weapons, and it's definitely not possible to forge them all in one day.

As dusk approached and work was nearing its end, many weapons were still unfinished.

It wasn't until he returned to his cabin that Yang Fan had time to open the note.

"Meet at the valley entrance and woods at 10 PM, and don't be late."

Although it was just a few words, Yang Fan felt a headache coming on.

Needless to say, this woman must have discovered something.

Yang Fan nervously gripped the note.

How should we explain this?

He had been hiding his cultivation level using the Divine Concealment Technique.

How am I supposed to explain how I saved Xu Longyue?

Could it be that I, a mere servant, could kill a disciple of the Black Fiend Cult?

It's impossible no matter how you look at it.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan couldn't help but sigh.

All I want to do is cultivate honestly and quietly continue my practice.

But these people just won't stay still.

First, the old Taoist priest forced him to go up the mountain.

The Wang family, grandfather and grandson, were the same; they never let him have a moment's peace.

Now Xu Longyue has also realized that she is in the wrong; it's truly a time of great turmoil.

"It seems I need to go to the Scripture Pavilion as soon as possible to see if I can find a way to break the Blood Yin Mark. Otherwise, I need to go to the Blood Fiend Sect to find a solution."

However, although he was just a menial servant, he could not leave the sect at will.

"I'll figure out a way to fake my death and escape. I don't think the others will keep investigating whether a lowly servant like me is really dead."

Yang Fan made up his mind.

"But what if this woman threatens me with the secret? What should I do?"

He couldn't help but sigh when he thought about what was on the note.

He was so careful, but he still ended up with problems.

"We should be ruthless and kill her, that way there will be no future trouble."

Yang Fan reflected on it, but after thinking about it carefully, he couldn't bring himself to do it.

He was forced to go up the mountain by the old Taoist priest. He really couldn't bring himself to be ruthless and kill Xu Longyue.

"Never mind, since she didn't expose me to my face, she probably wants to talk to me. If we do talk, there's still a chance."

"Once this matter is resolved, I will leave. Even if she tries to threaten me, she won't be able to find me."

Yang Fan waited quietly until the crescent moon set in the west and it was already past midnight before carefully leaving the room and heading towards the woods at the valley entrance.

When Yang Fan arrived at the valley entrance, he was looking around when a soft shout came from the side.

"Junior Brother Yang, you've arrived?"

Yang Fan immediately turned around.

Under the hazy moonlight, Xu Longyue, dressed in white, emerged from the woods, like an elf beneath the flowering moon tree.