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Upon hearing the words "crisp," Ye Qianqiu was struck dumb, his whole body trembling with rage.

"You...you..."

He wanted to curse the little bastard, but that wasn't enough to express his anger, and he couldn't think of any good words.

His lips trembled for a long time, but he couldn't utter a single complete word.

Hiding inside the magic array, Shen Yifei stood with his hands on his hips, laughing heartily. "Master Ye, how's your son doing? Has his wound healed? I've heard of a medical technique that can reattach a dog's genitals to a human. Do you want to give it a try?"

When Ye Qianqiu heard the words "that dog's thing" outside, he completely exploded.

"You little bastard, I'll fight you to the death!"

"Master Ye, you've reminded me. Dogs alone won't do; you also need to find someone to take the dog's testicles. Finding a suitable one isn't easy."

Ye Qianqiu could no longer bear it, and his entire body transformed into a white light, rushing towards Cangwu Mountain.

The elders behind him paled. "Master! You mustn't..."

"Master...you can't go in!"

But Ye Qianqiu had already rushed in, so fast that they couldn't stop him even if they wanted to.

When Shen Yifei saw the white light rush in, he was overjoyed, but he pretended to be panicked and turned to run away.

"Oh my god, Ye Wudan's dad has come in..."

As soon as Ye Qianqiu landed, he sensed something was wrong.

An invisible force pressed down on him, like a mountain, making it hard for him to breathe.

His cultivation level dropped directly from the peak of the Tribulation Transcending stage to the peak of the Mahayana stage.

He was suppressed by an entire realm!

Ye Qianqiu's expression changed drastically. No wonder this kid was so fearless and arrogant here. The magic array of Cangwu Mountain was indeed strange.

He then thought, so what if I'm at the peak of Mahayana? I can still kill you, you little bastard.

"You little bastard, you can't escape!" Ye Qianqiu pushed off with his feet, transforming into a streak of white light as he chased after him.

As Shen Yifei ran ahead, he felt a chill down his back. When he looked back, Ye Qianqiu had already caught up to him within ten feet.

The speed of a peak Mahayana practitioner is more than twice as fast as his.

"Damn it, this old thing is fast!" Shen Yifei gritted his teeth, activated the vortex in his dantian, and poured all his spiritual power into his legs, which greatly increased his speed.

But Ye Qianqiu was faster.

In the blink of an eye, the distance between the two had shrunk to five zhang.

Ye Qianqiu struck out with his palm, the wind from which carried sharp sword energy, heading straight for Shen Yifei's back.

Shen Yifei felt the strong wind, dodged to the side, and the palm wind grazed his shoulder and hit the mountain wall. With a loud bang, the mountain wall exploded with a large hole, and debris flew everywhere.

Shen Yifei was thrown off balance by the blast wave and rolled twice on the ground before getting up.

"You little bastard, try running again!" Ye Qianqiu landed and stood in front of Shen Yifei, looking down at him with a sinister smile.

Shen Yifei scrambled to his feet, thinking, "This old guy is suppressed to the peak of the Mahayana stage! Fighting him shouldn't be a problem! I wonder where the little monster has run off to!"

Before he could think any further, Ye Qianqiu struck Shen Yifei with another palm strike. This strike was imbued with all his strength, and he was determined to turn Shen Yifei into a meat patty!

Shen Yifei had no time to dodge this palm strike and could only take it head-on.

The vortex in his dantian spun wildly, channeling all his spiritual energy into his arms. He raised his hands and pushed forward, catching Ye Qianqiu's full-force attack.

Ye Qianqiu was confident that the power of this palm strike was comparable to his strongest sword move. Although it was far weaker than the power of his peak Tribulation Transcending technique, killing this little thing in front of him, who was only at the Nascent Soul stage, would be easier than swatting a fly!

"Wuhen, Daddy has avenged you today. I'll cut off that little bastard's thing and see if I can reattach it..."

The moment their palms touched, Ye Qianqiu thought of many things, even the legendary divine doctor known as the "Living Dead".

"Bang!"

Shen Yifei was sent flying, crashing into a large tree behind him, and the boulders shattered with a crash.

He flew for a full hundred feet before stopping. The place he passed through was a scene of utter devastation.

Of Ye Qianqiu's full power, 40% was absorbed by the vortex, leaving him with a solid 60%.

Shen Yifei struggled to his feet, a tightness gripped his chest, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood. His hands hung limply at his sides, numb.

The strength of a peak Mahayana cultivator is no joke. He was able to withstand 50% of Bai Lu's power, which is far inferior to Ye Qianqiu's palm strike. Shen Yifei felt that he had been a bit too arrogant!

Ye Qianqiu looked at Shen Yifei, who had stood up, as if he were a monster.

Despite his full-force attack, the kid didn't die.

Could it be... that he really was left behind by the demons?

It is said that demons possess incredibly powerful physical bodies, making them impervious to ordinary attacks. In that great war, cultivators of the same cultivation level were no match for the demons, solely due to their formidable physical strength!

Although Shen Yifei could stand up, he couldn't move. Both his arms were broken, and his whole body was in excruciating pain; he didn't even know how many bones were broken.

"Brother, don't move, I'll heal you." Xinghe's voice came from inside the cauldron.

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Yifei felt a warm current surge out of the Cauldron of All Things, flowing along his meridians. Wherever that warm current passed, the burning pain dissipated.

The broken meridians are healing rapidly, the blood stasis is dissipating, and even the tightness in my chest has lessened considerably.

"Xinghe, you can heal wounds?"

"Yes, there are healing techniques in the book, and I've been practicing them. Brother, don't talk, concentrate, and let the spiritual energy flow through your meridians."

Shen Yifei did as instructed. The warm current circulated within his body before finally converging in his dantian and being swallowed by the small vortex.

In just a short while, his injuries were 70% healed. However, his two severed arms were healing more slowly and he still couldn't lift them.

While Ye Qianqiu was still wondering, he suddenly felt Shen Yifei slowly straighten up, and his pale face gradually regained its color!

This kid's injury is healing on its own!

In just a few breaths, and...

Ye Qianqiu had no time to think; he couldn't give Shen Yifei any breathing room! He summoned his longsword and was about to stab Shen Yifei!

Suddenly, a dark shadow rushed towards him, as fast as lightning, heading straight for his lower body!

Ye Qianqiu instinctively dodged, barely avoiding the shadow.

The dark figure slammed on the brakes behind him, turned around, and charged at him again.

Ye Qianqiu saw the dark figure clearly; it was the Thunder-Swallowing Beast!

The little monster was very good at choosing its timing; it launched its attack the moment Ye Qianqiu was about to make a move.

Ye Qianqiu was attacked twice and dodged in a very awkward situation. The second time, he even rolled on the ground.

The little monster, having failed to gain the upper hand in its two charges, decided to retreat. Knowing it was no match for Ye Qianqiu, it dashed over to Shen Yifei, baring its teeth and roaring menacingly at Ye Qianqiu, looking quite intimidating.

In just a short while, Shen Yifei's arm was able to move again, and the broken bone had been set.

"Xinghe, what kind of technique is this? It's working way too fast."

"Brother, this is a healing technique recorded in the book. I've been practicing it for a long time, and this is my first time using it. Is the effect pretty good?" Xinghe's voice was soft and gentle, with a hint of pride.

"Great, absolutely! With you here, I'm practically immortal!"

"Brother, that's what the book says. Even if you're chopped into mincemeat, I can bring you back to life."