"The vengeful spirits aren't weak. I'll try to see if she's stronger or I'm stronger.”Ye Fan was eager to try.
"Who is she?" Ren Tingting was beside him. When she heard Ye Fan's muttering, her eyes were filled with curiosity.
"A vengeful spirit with decades of cultivation." Ye Fan did not hide it and said indifferently.
Hearing the words 'vengeful spirit', everyone's expression changed drastically, and they were all terrified.
Ren Tingting looked at Ye Fan worriedly,"Vengeful spirits? You don't know any Daoist spells, can you deal with vengeful spirits?”
"Dao techniques can suppress vengeful spirits, so my martial arts qi, blood, and yang qi are naturally not a problem.”As Ye Fan spoke, he circulated the blood essence in his body and released the Nine Suns True Qi.
If ordinary spirits were here, their spirit bodies would be directly dispersed.
If he broke through to the Connate Realm, the vengeful spirits would also be terrified and avoid him like gods. If they got close, they would be burned to ashes by his blood, Qi, and Yang qi.
Mystic techniques could connect to the gods, so naturally, martial arts were innate!
"It's been half the night. All of you should go and rest!”Ye Fan urged when he saw that everyone was dispirited and panting.
Ren Fa saw that Ye Fan had just returned and was about to leave again. He was worried and afraid that the zombies would come again. He stammered,"Ye Fan, what if that zombie..."
Ye Fan knew Ren Fa's worry and waved his hand."Don't worry, the zombie was severely injured by me. It won't be able to recover in a few days. At least it won't come back tonight.”
Hearing Ye Fan's words, Ren Fa and the others heaved a sigh of relief. Otherwise, no matter how sleepy they were, they would not dare to sleep peacefully.
"Be careful. After all, vengeful spirits are different from zombies.”Ren Fa could not help but remind him.
Ren Tingting also nodded like a chick pecking at rice.""You must be careful!"
Ye Fan patted his head and comforted him before leaving the Ren family villa.
Using the Footstep Maze, he flew like he was flying on the grass, speeding all the way to the wilderness dozens of miles away.
In the barren mountains, there were many mountain spirits, wild monsters, ghosts, and evil spirits.
Some evil spirits saw a young figure appear in the secluded forest.
They were bored and wanted to tease Ye Fan for some fun.
"This pretty boy is not bad!"
"Let's scare you! It's just nice to kill time."
"Hehe, I like young masters with tender skin the most.”
In the blink of an eye, the mountain forest was filled with phantoms. A few translucent figures floated past, and the cold wind blew in the mountain forest, causing the temperature to drop by a few degrees.
The cold wind rustled the leaves, and ethereal laughter came from all directions.
This place was extremely terrifying. Looking at these low-level spirits, Ye Fan was not interested at all and could not be bothered with them.
Now that Autumn Water was bewitched by the vengeful spirit, Ninth Uncle had entrusted her with saving him. She could not delay or make any mistakes.
Seeing that Ye Fan ignored them, these spirits all revealed shocked expressions and became indignant.
"Why isn't he afraid of us?"
"That's right, this guy is too ambitious!”
"How boring!"
With a swoosh, white-robed phantoms appeared around Ye Fan, with their backs facing him. These white-robed phantoms slowly turned around and stared at Ye Fan with dead fish eyes.
"Hehe!"
"Haha!"
"Little Lord! Let's play together!"
If it were an ordinary person, they would have long fainted from fear.
However, they were teasing Ye Fan!
In this world, level-two of the HuaJin stage could be said to be one in a million experts. Their blood and Qi were like rivers, and their Yang Qi was like a furnace.
Ye Fan snorted coldly with a straight face. His body shook, and he circulated his blood qi and released his yang qi. The blood qi light rippled in the mountain forest."Get lost!"
His voice was like the sound of Dao, and his true energy surged, shaking his mind.
In the eyes of the few spirits, the blood qi around Ye Fan's body floated twenty meters. The Yang qi burned like fire, emitting a hot air wave like a fireball, burning them extremely painfully.
"Ah…"
A few white-robed phantoms were sent flying backward like pieces of paper and smashed onto the ground.
"Who…who is this person?"
"Vitality like a furnace, Yang qi like fire, are you still human?”
"Who exactly are you?"
A few spirits had painful expressions as they mumbled. There was also one who questioned Ye Fan unwillingly.
Ye Fan slowly walked towards the specters and looked at them indifferently." A level-two neutralizing jing martial artist!"
The few spirits were extremely afraid. They shrunk their necks and raised their arms to cover their faces."Young Master, please spare us. We have no ill intentions. We just wanted to tease you.”
"That's right, Young Master, please don't hurt us.”
"We are so pitiful!"
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes and shouted coldly,"If you don't want to die, get out of my sight immediately."”
"Thank you for sparing my life, Young Master.”
A few spirits bowed their heads and kowtowed, trembling.
Ye Fan was very satisfied. Back then, Ling 'er and Shuang' er were still able to get close to him.
Now, these low-level spirits had been sent flying by his blood essence, and their spirit bodies were faintly showing signs of dissipating.
If he had cultivated to the Xiantian realm, he might have been able to release his lifeblood and the souls of these low-level spirits would have already dispersed.
Ye Fan naturally did not have the intention to kill these low-level spirits. They should be the same as Ling 'er and Shuang' er. They did not know the way to enter the Spirit Realm and could only wander in the chaotic world. It was really pitiful.
"Stop, I have something to ask you.”
Just as the few spirits were about to leave, Ye Fan spoke again, scaring these low level spirits so much that they trembled.
Ye Fan wanted to save Qiu Sheng, but the barren mountains stretched for thousands of miles. He did not have clairvoyance, so how would he know where Qiu Sheng was?
It was a good time to ask these low-level spirits.
"Please ask, Young Master!" Spectre said with a pale face.
"Do you know where Dong Xiaoyu is?" Ye Fan stared at Spectre and said.
"Dong Xiaoyu? What a familiar name." A few spirits were deep in thought.
Suddenly, one of the spirits said,"I remember now. Dong Xiaoyu is a vengeful spirit with a cultivation base of seventy to eighty years."”
"Take me to her." Ye Fan ordered.
"Young Master, Dong Xiaoyu is so powerful. Not only does she absorb men's Yang Qi, but she also devours us low-level spirits.”The spirit was so frightened that it shook its head and waved its hands.
"Are you afraid of her?" Ye Fan narrowed his eyes and said.
"Yes, she will eat us." The spirits nodded in unison, their faces filled with fear.
"Aren't you afraid of me?" The corners of Ye Fan's mouth curled up into an evil smile.
"Crash!"
"Weng Long!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Fan vibrated his blood essence and released Yang qi. It was like a fireball that once again forced a few low-level spirits.
"Ah, don't kill me!"
"Young Master, please spare my life!"
"We'll take you there."
"Please, Young Master, take back your Yang Qi! I can't take it anymore."
Ye Fan nodded in satisfaction, a smile on his face as if his evil plan had succeeded. A total of five low-level spirits led the way for him.
With the spirit leading the way, Ye Fan crossed the mountains and crossed the valleys, passing through the streams and forests. Finally, he arrived at an extremely desolate place with broken walls and ruins, overgrown with weeds.
There was actually a mansion here. It was brightly lit and seemed very lively.
The five low-level vengeful spirits were pale and trembling, looking extremely afraid.
"Young Master, this is where Dong Xiaoyu lives.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a palanquin floated in the air. Looking closely, four low-level spirits were carrying the palanquin into the residence.
"There's actually such a huge mansion in the wilderness?”Ye Fan frowned slightly and thought,"Probably an illusion."
One of the white-robed spirits immediately nodded and said,""Young Master is right. This place is just a ruin. Dong Xiaoyu used an illusion to create this mansion. Young Master is so powerful, can't you see through it?”
Ye Fan shook his head. He did not cultivate any mystic techniques or Dao techniques, nor did he have the Heavenly Eye. Naturally, he could not see through the illusions. He could only make guesses based on the movies he had seen.
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