After bidding farewell to his Master, Chen Fan summoned a cloud and stepped on it.
Then, it slowly rose to a height of 10,000 feet.
A cool breeze blew past him as he flew along the route of the treasure map…
Not to mention, he has been under the teachings of the Holy Mother for more than a thousand years.
Chen Fan had been cultivating and hadn't gone down the mountain to play in the Wilderness.
Looking at the blessed land below, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, he sighed with emotion.
He had been separated from Yang Chan for more than a thousand years. He wondered if she was doing well.
Did she miss him?
Presumably, as the Third Holy Mother of the future, her days should not be too bad.
Chen Fan's heart was filled with longing.
Although he and Yang Chan had not entered the bridal chamber, they had already bowed to the heavens and earth. Naturally, she was his wife, so how could he not miss her!
While Chen Fan was lost in his thoughts, he was startled by a violent aura.
Looking down, he saw a cliff below, and under the cliff, there was a group of mortal soldiers holding weapons.
"Eh?"
His gaze landed on the leader of the soldiers. He was an old man, and a ray of light shot out from his forehead.
Chen Fan sensed a familiar aura from it.
"Is this the Shang Qing Heart Technique?"
Although they were thousands of feet away from each other, Chen Fan's Divine Sense was terrifying.
Within a mere 100,000 feet, he could sense that someone was fighting in an instant.
"Who is that old man?"
"Why do you have the mental cultivation technique of our Jie School?”
"Could it be that the disciples of Jie School have encountered danger?”
Feeling the Spirit Power fluctuations below, Chen Fan thought for a moment and decided to investigate.
After all, if he was really from the same sect, how could he leave him in the lurch?
Moreover, he had sensed that the creature fighting with him had a cultivation level similar to his, so he was not afraid of encountering any danger.
Soon, Chen Fan slowly descended from the clouds.
When he saw the person below, his expression changed slightly.
"Demonic beast?"
"That's not right. From the looks of it, it looks exactly the same as the ancient Qilin.”
"This…could it be a Qilin?"
Chen Fan was shocked.
Could that be his opportunity?
After all, to be able to subdue a Qilin as a leg, it was definitely a cool mount.
Moreover, its cultivation was not low either. It had actually reached the early-stage Perfected Immortal realm.
Although they were both in the same realm, Chen Fan didn't care about early-stage Perfected Immortals.
However, when he saw the old man, he was surprised.
The old man was only a Heaven Immortal, but he was actually on par with the True Immortal Qilin. Although he was at a disadvantage, this was really unbelievable.
The mortal soldiers had set up their formation to help the old man.
However, this was a major realm difference. How was it possible?
"No, that pair of whips is not simple!”
Chen Fan murmured to himself and then used his Divine Power to observe the whips. He gasped.
"It's actually a pair of whips refined from two Immemorial Flood Dragons, one male and one female.”
"No wonder that old man was able to fight the Qilin to a standstill.”
"I see!"
"But it shouldn't be!"
Nodding, Chen Fan looked at the Kylin and was disappointed.
"It's just a mutated beast. It just looks a little similar to a Qilin!”
"The Qilin bloodline in his body is too thin.”
"Otherwise, when I fight with that old man, I'm afraid that he won't be able to resist in just one exchange and will definitely flee.”
Chen Fan, who had lost interest, couldn't help but give up on the idea of getting a mount.
This was just a mutated beast with a trace of Qilin bloodline. It was not enough to catch his eye.
Such a strange beast was rare in the Wilderness, but it was only for mortals.
His horizons were so broad that he naturally did not take it to heart.
While Chen Fan was thinking, he suddenly heard the soldiers talking.
"Grand Preceptor, this beast is too cunning.”
"You have to be careful. Lure it into the army formation and you will definitely be able to subdue it!”
The general who was setting up the formation shouted.
How could Wen Zhong not know? However, it was not that easy to lure this demonic beast into the array.
It was not an ordinary demonic beast. Just its cultivation base alone far surpassed his.
Not to mention intelligence, it probably already saw through it at a glance that he was luring it into the array, so it did not fall for it.
At this moment, Wen Zhong's male and female whips were entangled with the demonic beast.
The pair of whips were like swimming dragons. When they were released, they could actually emit waves of roars.
As for the demonic beast, its eyes revealed a disdainful look. It snorted and two black lines shot out from its nose, coiling around the two whips.
Chen Fan rubbed his chin.
"What a good demonic beast, it actually didn't use its full strength!”
"However, the Grand Preceptor that the general called out just now…could it be Wen Zhong?”
Chen Fan had confirmed it as he watched the old man fight the demonic beast.
This person was Wen Zhong of the Shang Dynasty, Grand Preceptor Wen.
No wonder he cultivated the Shang Qing Heart Technique. This was not strange.
Chen Fan was indeed confused when he first saw these people.
After all, it was rare for humans to enter Jie School.
Not to mention becoming an official.
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