276: Everyone has their own thoughts

“Do you want to go?”

Princess Lu WanZhe couldn't comprehend the danger. She believed that with the Lu Family backing her, no one in this world would dare to touch her.

“No, and I advise you not to go either,” Fang Qingge said with a frown.

“Tch, fine if you don’t want to go. When I find Xu Sanyan and snatch the Secret Realm from him, let’s see what you’ll say then.”

Fang Qingge even suspected he had misheard. His voice suddenly rose, filled with utter disbelief.

“You want to snatch something from Xu Sanyan?”

“What’s so scary about a mere Demonic Path fiend?” Princess Lu WanZhe felt a hint of disdain in her heart.

“Mere…?” Fang Qingge didn’t know what to say. Should he call her fearless?

Or foolish?

“Besides my brother, my Second Uncle is also going. My Second Uncle is at Soul Refinement Completion. How powerful can Xu Sanyan be?” Princess Lu WanZhe’s face was full of confidence.

Fang Qingge felt a slight relief upon hearing this. He had heard of Princess Lu WanZhe’s Second Uncle; his strength was quite formidable, and he acted steadily. With him watching over her, there shouldn't be too many problems.

“It’s not just our Lu Family. I heard the Tongxin Demon Sect has already gone, and the Wei Family and Tianyi Fumo Temple have also sent people. Senior Brother Fang, if you want to go, you can come with us.”

Fang Qingge paused upon hearing this, pondering for a moment. “I’ll discuss it with Junior Martial Uncle before making a decision.”

“Then hurry up! We’re setting off early tomorrow morning.”

“Alright.”

Fang Qingge nodded. After watching Princess Lu WanZhe leave, he turned and sat on a chair, considering the possibility of Xu Sanyan going to Luan Yun Mountain.

For Xu Sanyan, Luan Yun Mountain was indeed his best choice. It was chaotic and disorderly, easy to hide in, and not too far from the Mist Sea.

Fang Qingge looked at Luo Qingwei, then spoke after a moment of thought, “Qingwei, what are your plans?”

The Qidao Sect of Yong Mountain, where Luo Qingwei belonged, was the closest and most convenient to Luan Yun Mountain.

Luo Qingwei shook her head. “I’m not going. I need to first send my brother’s remains back to the Sect.”

Fang Qingge nodded. “That’s how it should be.”

…

At the same time,

Xu Sanyan was currently moving through the forest, holding the secret realm fruit that emitted a faint grey glow. He dared not fly through the air; that would make him too big of a target.

He didn't know where he was going himself; he only knew he had to quickly get away from the vicinity of the Mist Sea.

Currently, this area must be swarming with people searching for him. Since Zuoqiu Zhen could find him, others might as well.

Swoosh—

Suddenly, a faint light attacked from the side, heading straight for Xu Sanyan's head. Its speed was so fast it was difficult to react.

Xu Sanyan’s heart jolted. In the nick of time, he twisted his body frantically. The faint light grazed his forehead, leaving a trail of blood.

“Hoo…”

Xu Sanyan’s heart pounded wildly. Just a little more!

He was just a hair’s breadth away from dying on the spot!

“Senior Brother Xu, what a fast reaction.” Eight or nine figures appeared from one side of the forest. The leader was Tu Wanshan.

Tu Wanshan was accompanied by several Elders from the Blood Refinement Lineage. The lowest among them were at Mystic Path Realm Perfection, and there were three he couldn’t see through, meaning they were at least in the Soul Refinement Realm.

“Tu Wanshan?”

Xu Sanyan made a grabbing motion with his empty hand, and a great halberd materialized out of thin air.

“Heh heh, Senior Brother Xu, you’ve kept us waiting! It seems my guess was correct; you’re indeed going to Luan Yun Mountain.”

Tu Wanshan’s face showed triumph. He then cast his gaze upon the secret realm fruit in Xu Sanyan’s hand, a hint of greed appearing in his eyes.

This was an independent Secret Realm! Its value was immeasurable!

“Heh heh… are you rushing to your deaths?” Although Xu Sanyan was smiling, his eyes were full of coldness. That last attack almost killed him, and his heart still felt a lingering fear.

“Stop the nonsense. Hand over the Secret Realm, and I’ll let you go, how about it?”

Tu Wanshan’s expression was full of triumph. Previously, Xu Sanyan had tricked him into believing he would exchange this item for a flying boat. At the time, he had believed it and was very happy, never expecting this boy to turn around and run.

Now that he had him cornered, he wanted both the item and his life!

Xu Sanyan’s gaze swept over them. Including Tu Wanshan, there were nine people on the other side. His chances of winning a direct confrontation were slim; he still needed to find an opportunity to escape.

Tu Wanshan’s patience was running out. More than one faction was eyeing the Secret Realm, so it was best to get his hands on it quickly. He no longer hesitated, waving his hand.

“Kill him!”

Swish—

Beside Tu Wanshan, a Black-robed Old Man looked at the secret realm fruit, a greedy glint flashing in his eyes. Such a rare opportunity—he wanted it too…

Wealth swayed people’s hearts, let alone such a supreme treasure. This might be his only chance in a lifetime; if he missed it, he would miss it forever. He wanted to fight for himself too!

Although he was a subordinate of Venerable He Yu, he was also a Cultivator seeking immortality and the Dao.

But the most urgent matter was to get his hands on the item first. So, he flipped his wrist, a ball of black Qi condensed in his palm, and he suddenly struck it out.

“Hah!”

Xu Sanyan roared, leaping to avoid the black Qi. At the same time, large patches of blood-red mist suddenly surged around him, the bloody scent spreading out and completely enveloping him.

Dao Body condensation!

He unleashed a killing move from the start. With the enemy numerous and him alone, he couldn't afford to hesitate.

“Hmph, are you the only one with a Dao Body!”

An Elder beside Tu Wanshan was also skilled in close-quarters combat. As he waved his large sleeve, flashes of light appeared, and then a dark green sharp thorn shot out, flying rapidly into the red mist.

At the same time, a greenish-blue figure followed closely behind, also diving in.

“Clang!”

The dark halberd flashed, batting away the sharp thorn. A dark red palm extended from the red mist, colliding with the green figure.

“Bang!”

In an instant, the dark green figure flew back at an even faster speed, crashing heavily into a tree. With a “crack,” a tree as thick as a man snapped.

The figure's momentum didn't diminish, breaking through seven or eight more large trees before finally stopping.

“Pfft~”

The dark green figure was like an essence of a vine willow, slender and graceful, but now she lay on the ground, spitting blood, with a tree bark-like scale armor on her chest deeply caved in.

Tu Wanshan’s pupils constricted. He abruptly looked at Xu Sanyan, his heart filled with shock.

One must know that Elder was at the early stage of the Soul Refinement Realm and particularly skilled in close-quarters combat. Yet, she was severely wounded by a single move?!

Xu Sanyan’s dark pupils swept over everyone. He was also a little surprised; his strength had increased by more than just a notch!

After the dog god's blessing, not only did his Physical Body strength greatly increase, but the power of his Dao Body also grew.

Given this, it might not be impossible to kill them…

“Go together, kill him!”

Tu Wanshan felt an increasing sense of urgency. He waved his hand, pulled out a small wooden figure, bit the tip of his tongue, and spat a mouthful of essence blood onto it. The wooden figure instantly burst into fierce flames.

Although Xu Sanyan didn't know what he was doing, he understood he couldn't let him prepare calmly. He swung his arm, the halberd blade coated with a layer of blood mist, drawing a crimson arc in mid-air directly towards Tu Wanshan’s heart.

“Stop him!”

Tu Wanshan roared, simultaneously mobilizing all his magic power and frantically pouring it into the wooden figure. The flames burned even more fiercely.

Gradually, a dark aura emanated from the burning wooden figure. The Black-robed Old Man’s eyes narrowed; he was very familiar with this aura…

It was Venerable He Yu’s aura!

The Saint didn’t know what method he used to borrow the Hall Master’s power.

It might just be a Clone Puppet, but even if it was just Venerable He Yu’s Clone Puppet, it could easily suppress the entire scene, and then there would be no chance for the secret realm fruit.

Thinking of this, the Black-robed Old Man’s steps slowed slightly, watching as the crimson light shot towards Tu Wanshan.

He was at Soul Refinement Completion, the highest cultivation among those present, and confident in controlling the entire situation. But once Venerable He Yu’s Clone Puppet appeared, that might not be the case anymore…