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120: Xiao Fan suddenly appeared
Not long after leaving, Mo Tianxiao and Yun Sangyi discovered two figures suspended above a lake.
One of the hunched figures appeared somewhat aged, and its physique was extremely peculiar; although it had a humanoid shape, it was not human.
Its dark green skin looked incredibly old and heavy, its face was dotted with spots, and it carried a tortoise shell on its back. The patterns on the shell emitted faint rays of light, appearing infinitely profound and complex.
The other figure was a young man with long hair cascading down to his waist. His expression was indifferent, and his gaze was calm as water, unchanging through the ages, as if nothing could cause him to have emotional fluctuations.
The terrifying aura on his body represented the powerful cultivation of the Saint Realm.
"Human, I do not know by what power you have suddenly become so strong, but if you want to snatch this seven-colored sacred lotus from my hands, you are not qualified."
After the Saint Realm Great Demonic Beast exchanged several moves with the man, the two separated simultaneously.
The Saint Realm Great Demonic Beast looked extremely old, yet its aura was as heavy as Mount Tai, giving one an extreme sense of weight.
The man's aura was just the opposite; his sharp aura was like a pointed spear. Just by standing there, he gave off an endless sense of oppression and stinging pain.
"Old Turtle, I have no intention of offending you, but I must take this seven-colored sacred lotus. If there is anything you need, you can say it. If I have it, I think we can trade."
The man looked at the Saint Realm Old Turtle in front of him with a calm gaze and a faint smile on his face. That amiable appearance was vastly different from the clamoring look he had at the beginning.
The Old Turtle snorted coldly, "Since you want to trade, then bring a nine-colored sacred lotus to exchange for it."
Hearing this, even the man's cheek couldn't help but twitch. If he had a nine-colored sacred lotus, why would he come to ask for your seven-colored sacred lotus?
"Sigh, since that is the case, then I can only apologize. I am determined to obtain this seven-colored sacred lotus."
Since they could not trade, the man did not waste any more words with the Old Turtle. His saint yuan surged violently, and he burst forward, engaging in battle with the Old Turtle.
"Hmph!"
The Old Turtle snorted coldly, the mountain-like heaviness becoming even more pronounced as it raised its hand to parry.
"Boom boom!!"
The terrifying Saintly Might collided, erupting into violent tremors. The lake water below was sent thousands of feet into the air in waves, and the violent impact even shattered the surrounding ancient towering trees, sweeping them in all directions.
Mo Tianxiao and Yun Sangyi hid in the distance, bracing themselves against this terrifying impact.
Mo Tianxiao tugged at his clothes, and the gold patterns triggered automatically, blocking the residual power.
Yun Sangyi's method was simpler; she shrank behind Mo Tianxiao, pressing tightly against him to prevent being blown away by this residual power.
"Young Master Ye! Let's leave this place quickly! Otherwise, I'm afraid our lives will be in danger!"
Yun Sangyi shouted at the top of her lungs, but in the face of this terrifying commotion, her voice was like a stone sinking into the sea, unable to reach Mo Tianxiao's ears at all.
Mo Tianxiao was in no mood to pay attention to her at this moment. Instead, he stared at the two fighting figures with disbelief, a violent tremor stirring in his heart.
"Xiao Fan!?"
The man fighting with the Saint Realm Yao Beast—who else could it be but Xiao Fan?
Mo Tianxiao could not possibly mistake Xiao Fan for anyone else; let alone the fact that the opponent had long hair, even if only a skeleton remained, he could not possibly misidentify him.
A storm raged in his heart. At this moment, there were no words to describe how messed up he felt inside.
How much time had passed, and this guy Xiao Fan had become a Saint?!
Even if he were a Child of Destiny, his cultivation couldn't possibly progress this fast, right?! Could it be that some Great Emperor Expert had passed on their power to him??
Mo Tianxiao's head was a bit chaotic at this moment. If all Children of Destiny were as terrifying as Xiao Fan, then what was the point of him playing? He should just go home and play with mud; even with cheats, he couldn't beat these Children of Destiny.
But after just a moment, Mo Tianxiao calmed down and carefully observed every detail of Xiao Fan's battle.
"From any angle, this idiot is Xiao Fan, but..."
After careful observation, he finally discovered the issue. "So that's how it is."
After a flash of gold light passed through his eyes, Mo Tianxiao finally understood the situation.
He had been wondering how Xiao Fan could change so much, breaking through to the Saint Realm in just over ten years; it turned out he had hired a substitute to take over his body.
His actual cultivation was merely at the Early Stage of Void Refining.
Even so, Mo Tianxiao couldn't help but be a bit surprised. Only a dozen years had passed, and the opponent's cultivation was actually able to barely keep up with his own progress. Clearly, he had encountered significant Opportunities over these years.
Considering that the opponent had a great emperor remnant soul, he could understand it.
After all, with a Great Emperor Expert providing personal guidance, such rapid progress was normal.
After all, every Child of Destiny had their own Opportunity.
Just like Nangong Wan; possessing an immortal bone was her Opportunity, becoming an apprentice to Yue Liuli was her Opportunity, obtaining the Void Emperor Legacy, and enjoying the convenience brought by the time pagoda at will were also her Opportunities.
For a Child of Destiny like Xiao Fan, it was the same. The form of the Opportunity might differ, but the scale of the Opportunity was not much different.
Seeing Xiao Fan's high-spirited appearance, daring to snatch things from a Saint Realm Yao Beast, one could tell how comfortable the opponent had been living these past years.
"Good fellow, without me, you've actually been doing even better."
Mo Tianxiao felt somewhat displeased. He tidied his attire, covered his head well, and began calculating how to trap Xiao Fan.
He had originally thought about finding an Opportunity to go to the Western Region later and finding a way to resolve this trouble named Xiao Fan. He hadn't expected the other party to run so far, crossing several major regions to come to the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains.
Since he had run into him, he naturally wouldn't let go of any chance to mess with him.
The grudge between the two had long been established, and it was at an irreconcilable point.
After all, the hatred of having his eggs exploded twice—as long as he was a man, he couldn't possibly endure that.
The fact that he was hunted by the Blood God Palace might even have something to do with Xiao Fan.
Besides him, he really couldn't think of anyone else who would hire assassins from the Blood God Palace to kill him.
Mo Tianxiao stood there pondering, while Yun Sangyi behind him was suffering terribly. The residual power from the Saint Realm Experts' battle made her blood and Qi churn, and her whole body felt uncomfortable.
She could only press tightly behind Mo Tianxiao, wishing she could rip open his clothes and tuck herself inside.
Feeling the softness behind him getting tighter, Mo Tianxiao finally came back to his senses and remembered Yun Sangyi's existence.
He immediately loosened one side of his clothes, pulled her into his arms, and wrapped her inside the thousand illusion holy garment, thus avoiding the situation where she would be killed by the residual power.
Having finally encountered a persistent player like Yun Sangyi, he couldn't let her die just like that; she still had great use later.
Wrapped in the quasi-saint artifact, Yun Sangyi finally caught her breath, but in the next second, she realized that her current situation seemed somewhat subtle.
Her whole body was leaning against Mo Tianxiao's chest, her head pressed tightly against his chest, and she could even feel his strong and powerful heartbeat.
She instantly felt a wave of heat, her entire face turning burning red, and the blush spreading down to her snow-white neck.
But in the next second, she reacted.
Wasn't this the best Opportunity she had been waiting for!?
If she didn't make a move now, when would she?
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