17: Chapter 17 Battle Against the Purple Flame Tiger

Wang Yueer, who was fleeing desperately, seemed to see a savior and rushed crazily toward Ye Xuan.

"Heh, what kind of precious treasure did Senior Sister Wang snatch to be chased by a fourth-rank Purple Flame Tiger? Does Senior Sister think I can defeat it?"

Ye Xuan faced Wang Yueer's gaze calmly, his voice slightly cold. This woman's intentions were truly vicious.

"Junior Brother, I am unable to enjoy this earth spirit milk, so I shall leave it to you."

The extremely disheveled Wang Yueer hurriedly threw the earth spirit milk in her hand toward Ye Xuan, a hint of panic still lingering in the depths of her eyes.

Ye Xuan instinctively caught the earth spirit milk. Seeing him take the bait, Wang Yueer let out a cold sneer.

"Junior Brother, you must treat this heaven and earth spiritual treasure well; it is something Senior Sister obtained only after great hardship." After saying this, the woman fled toward the rear.

The Purple Flame Tiger, dozens of meters away, instantly locked its spiritual sense onto the earth spirit milk in Ye Xuan's hand. In just three breaths, the distance between the man and the beast was shortened again.

"Roar—" The Purple Flame Tiger let out an angry roar; it wanted to tear the human before it into shreds.

The tiger's roar shook the mountains and forests, striking fear into the heart.

"As expected of a Purple Flame Tiger nearing the fifth rank; such an aura is almost on par with a powerhouse of the Heaven Profound Realm!" Ye Xuan looked at the fierce beast before him with extreme gravity, yet there was not a trace of fear in his eyes. He reached back and drew the zhu xian sword, saying excitedly, "Very well, I shall use you to test the power of this sword."

Since something is in my hands, how could there be any reason to give it away?

Even if I am not a match, I will make this guy lose a layer of skin.

Evil God Art, First Layer: Evil Soul, Activate!

The aura around Ye Xuan suddenly surged several times over. At this moment, his strength was even comparable to a master of the Spirit Profound Realm.

Under the augmentation of the zhu xian sword, purple-white thunder suddenly turned the surrounding ten miles of the Magic Beast Forest into broad daylight.

"Roar—"

The Purple Flame Tiger, carrying rage, slammed its crimson claws toward Ye Xuan.

"Well come!"

"Moon-Grabbing Star-Falling!"

Ye Xuan used the zhu xian sword to execute this strike. The pressure in the air rose abruptly. He forcibly withstood the Purple Flame Tiger's claw, and the sharp edge of the sword instantly slashed across the Purple Flame Tiger's body, causing blood to flow freely.

The two energy tides collided instantly, followed by an explosion.

"Bang—"

Ye Xuan retreated dozens of meters, while the Purple Flame Tiger only retreated a few meters.

"With only this kind of attack, you want to kill me?" Ye Xuan's eyes were full of fighting spirit, with not a shred of intention to retreat.

"Damned... human!"

After speaking, the man and the beast fought each other once again. The aura erupting here caused low-rank Magic Beasts within a hundred miles to flee crazily.

"Boom—"

A moment later, the forest within a ten-mile radius had been destroyed. Ye Xuan held the sword in one hand, a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and his white robe was in tatters.

The purple-black flames and the crimson-white thunder were locked in a stalemate.

"You can try and see whether you will be the one to win in the end, or if I will be the one to win in the end!"

Ye Xuan was not afraid of the Purple Flame Tiger in the slightest and let out a cold snort.

"Abominable... human!"

The Purple Flame Tiger's injuries were not light, and there was a hint of hesitation in its tiger eyes. Although it could kill the brat before it, it feared that the aftermath would be very unfavorable to its status as an overlord, and it might be dragged down from its position by other fourth-rank Magic Beasts.

"Hand over... the earth spirit milk, and this king... will let you go!" The Purple Flame Tiger took a deep look at Ye Xuan, opened its bloody maw, and roared with reluctance.

"Since something has reached my hands, how could I return it to you? Heaven and earth spiritual treasures belong to those with affinity!"

Ye Xuan's gaze remained firm.

"Roar—" The Purple Flame Tiger let out another roar; it was the rage in its heart, wanting to attack regardless of everything, but in the end, seeing the terrifying zhu xian sword in Ye Xuan's hand, it retreated.

The wounds on the Purple Flame Tiger's body were being ravaged by sword qi, and that baleful aura had not dissipated for a long time.

"If I want to leave, you cannot kill me. But if you want to vent the anger in your heart, I can point you in a clear direction." Seeing the Purple Flame Tiger display such an appearance, Ye Xuan knew the matter was settled. A coldness appeared on his blood-stained cheek as he pointed toward Duanyue Cliff in the south: "That woman from just now has already run in this direction."

In an instant, the earth shook and the mountains swayed. The Purple Flame Tiger rushed toward the south; this time, it was going to devour that damned female thief.

Ye Xuan sat down on the ground with a thump; this time was truly too dangerous.

"I was too arrogant; this is no different from being heavily injured." Sensing the injuries on his body, a rib was broken. Ye Xuan took a blood-coagulation pill, and the pain finally dissipated quite a bit.

I didn't expect that the bitch Wang Yueer had actually set her sights on the earth spirit milk of the Magic Beast overlord, the Purple Flame Tiger.

If I guessed correctly, this earth spirit milk was what the Purple Flame Tiger intended to use to break through to the fifth rank.

The Purple Flame Tiger is worthy of being a Magic Beast nearing the fifth rank; its strength is astonishing. If not for the zhu xian sword today, and activating the first layer of the Evil God Art, Evil Soul, I probably wouldn't have been a match for it in a single exchange.

"Ah... Brother Ye, you... you are injured!"

Hearing that the commotion had ceased, Feng Xueni rushed out from the cave. Seeing the injuries on Ye Xuan's body, her beautiful eyes immediately shimmered with tears: "That was a fourth-rank Purple Flame Tiger, why didn't you run? Do you know you could have died!"

"It's nothing; that Purple Flame Tiger is not much better off than I am."

Ye Xuan looked at the little girl before him, who was tearfully tending to the wounds on his body: "Brother Ye is just lying!"

"Alright, look, am I not alive and kicking?" Ye Xuan deliberately stood up and showed off to the side.

"Pfft— Idiot!" Feng Xueni couldn't hold back, covering her pretty face with her small hands and laughing out loud.

"Hiss—"

However, the cocky Ye Xuan slipped carelessly and fell to the ground, and the newly bandaged wounds began to bleed again.

"Still lying to me; now you know it hurts."

Feng Xueni helped Ye Xuan up with a pained heart, then carefully tended to the wounds.

After a long while, the injuries on Ye Xuan's body were all treated.

"Xueni, I need to change my clothes. Xueni, don't peek, okay."

Ye Xuan leaned against the cave wall and teased jokingly: "Although if you want to look, Brother Ye wouldn't be able to stop you."

"Brother Ye, what are you saying? I wouldn't peek."

Feng Xueni's pretty face instantly turned bright red, looking extremely cute.

"Xueni, you often helped your grandfather treat his wounds before, right?"

"Yes, Brother Ye, how did you know?"

"Aren't these bandages on my body proof enough?"

"Hmph, Brother Ye is really something."

The sound of changing clothes stopped for a quarter of an hour before Feng Xueni dared to look back.

"Ah, Brother Ye, what are you doing?"

Who knew that just as Feng Xueni turned her head, her eyes were covered by a pair of large hands.

"Alright, I'm dressed now."

Ye Xuan then let go of those large hands.

"Brother Ye, I want to become stronger!" Feng Xueni suddenly blurted out this sentence out of nowhere.

"Oh? Why do you want to become stronger?"

"I don't want to be a burden to you, Brother Ye, anymore. I don't want to be hiding on the side while Brother Ye is fighting alone. I don't want to just be a vase."

When she said this, Feng Xueni suddenly hugged Ye Xuan and looked at him very solemnly: "Brother Ye, will you think I am very useless?"

"So you have such feelings. I see. Well then, I know your thoughts. Keep them safe; they can make you stronger."

Ye Xuan gently hugged Feng Xueni, then took a spirit ring from the ring on his hand and placed it into the girl's palm.

"These! Are these spirit stones?"

After inspecting them, Feng Xueni's beautiful eyes were filled with shock: "How can I accept such precious things."

"But, don't you not want to only stand behind me in the future?"

Hearing Ye Xuan say this, images of helplessness flashed through Feng Xueni's mind one after another. In the end, she accepted the spirit ring and said with a firm gaze: "I want to become stronger."