94: Chapter 94 Encountering Robbery

The Yao Beast was nearly three zhang long, with a row of sharp bone spurs protruding from its spine.

Its thick tail smashed out deep pits with every swing; it was clearly a Level 3 Middle Stage Red-Scaled Lizard.

Its combat power was comparable to a human Martial Artist at the Great Martial Artist Fourth Level Peak.

And the figure fighting it was none other than Ye Yun.

Ye Yun's fists fell like rain, with golden Mystic Power condensing into brilliant fist radiance on his knuckles.

Every punch clashed head-on with the Red-Scaled Lizard's sharp claws and fangs.

The sound of punches hitting flesh rang out like muffled thunder, the ground was trampled into countless pits, air waves surged, and gravel flew everywhere.

Ye Yun not only did not fall into a disadvantage, but instead fought more bravely as the battle went on, his fist momentum becoming increasingly fierce.

He pressed the Red-Scaled Lizard until it retreated step by step, its roars filled with terror.

Finally, Ye Yun forced the Red-Scaled Lizard back with a punch and drew the fiery red longsword from his waist with his right hand.

The sword light, like raging flames, tore through the sky, severing the Yao Beast's head with a single strike.

It was clean and efficient, without any hesitation.

Li Qiang and Zhao Lei were hiding behind a tree, watching this scene, the excitement and contempt on their faces completely vanished.

Replacing it was a thick sense of gravity and wariness.

The two exchanged a glance, both seeing shock in the depths of the other's eyes.

"A Level 3 Middle Stage Red-Scaled Lizard has a formidable Physical Body; even I would need to exert some effort to take it down."

Li Qiang lowered his voice, his tone becoming cautious.

"Yet Ye Yun was able to clash head-on with pure Physical Body strength and kill it with a single sword strike. This kid's combat power far exceeds an ordinary Great Martial Artist Fourth Level, and he could even threaten a Fifth Level."

Zhao Lei swallowed hard, the ferocity on his face fading, replaced by lingering fear.

"Fortunately, we were cautious and observed first. If we had rushed up rashly just now, with his strength, while we might have won, we would definitely have paid a heavy price, and might even have been dragged down as a cushion by his desperate counterattack before death."

Li Qiang's eyes flickered, and he remained silent for a moment.

Suddenly, the corners of his mouth curled into an insidious smile as he fished out a pitch-black Medicinal Pill from his bosom.

The Medicinal Pill was only the size of a pigeon egg, with strange blood-colored patterns on its surface.

It emitted a faint, fishy, sweet scent.

"Since a direct confrontation isn't safe, we'll use the backup plan."

Li Qiang lowered his voice.

"This Blood Fiend Pill was something I spent a large price to get from the black market. As long as it is crushed, the emitted blood Qi can attract Yao Beasts within a ten-mile radius to swarm over, and they will prioritize attacking the target with the densest blood Qi."

Zhao Lei's eyes lit up, and he instantly understood Li Qiang's intention.

"You mean to make Ye Yun the target of the Yao Beast siege? No matter how well this kid can fight, he can't withstand a swarm of Yao Beasts. When his Mystic Power is exhausted, he will undoubtedly die!"

Li Qiang nodded, a cruel smile flashing in his eyes.

"Exactly. We just need to follow him from a distance. Once the Yao Beasts exhaust his Mystic Power and he is exhausted, we will strike to finish him off."

"By then, he won't even have the strength to resist and will be at our mercy. Afterwards, the Yao Beasts will gnaw on his corpse, saving us the trouble of destroying the evidence."

Zhao Lei gave a thumbs up, his face full of excitement and admiration.

"Brilliant! In this way, we can get rid of Ye Yun without taking any risks, and we can even disguise it as a Yao Beast attack—it's absolutely flawless!"

The two exchanged a glance, both revealing sinister, evil smiles.

Their figures quietly disappeared into the depths of the dense forest, following from afar in the direction Ye Yun had left.

The sun slanted to the west, and the dense forest of Black Wind Ridge was dyed with a layer of warm golden afterglow.

Ye Yun traveled through the forest with light steps, his aura steady, showing no signs of fatigue from fighting all day.

Since entering Black Wind Ridge in the early morning, he had ventured deep inside and killed no fewer than twenty Yao Beasts.

Ranging from Level 2 Early Stage to Level 3 Middle Stage, the collected Yao Beast ears filled half a small bag.

He had also conveniently picked a few Spiritual Plants of good quality.

"[The harvest is not bad; these contribution points are enough to exchange for a bottle of Medicinal Pill for Cultivate.]"

Ye Yun calculated inwardly and looked up at the sky; the setting sun had already sunk below the treetops.

In another half an hour, night would completely shroud Black Wind Ridge.

He stopped, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings, and chose a flat highland with a mountain wall at his back and a wide field of vision.

The terrain here was slightly elevated, allowing him to see the movements around him.

There was also a protruding rock wall to block the night wind, making it an excellent place for a temporary rest.

Ye Yun sat cross-legged on a bluestone, took out dry rations and water from his Storage Pouch, and ate slowly.

At the same time, he circulated the Tai Xuan Hehuan Scripture to restore his Mystic Power.

The night grew thicker, and Black Wind Ridge plunged into darkness.

The moonlight was cut into fragmented spots of light by the dense branches and leaves, sprinkling onto the ground.

Occasionally, the roars of Yao Beasts echoed in the silent mountain forest.

Ye Yun closed his eyes to rest, but his perception remained extended outward, vigilant of everything around him.

About two hours later, a rustling sound of footsteps came from far to near.

Mixed with lowered human voices.

Ye Yun opened his eyes, a trace of coldness flashing in his pupils, and looked up.

Two figures walked out from the tree shadows and headed straight toward him.

They were two young men dressed in the attire of an Outer Sect Disciple.

One had a sharp-mouthed, monkey-cheeked face, and the other had a face full of flabby flesh; both had cultivation levels around the Great Martial Artist First Level.

When the two saw Ye Yun sitting alone on the bluestone, they exchanged a glance, greed and mockery flashing in their eyes.

"Yo, there's one hiding here."

The sharp-mouthed, monkey-cheeked Disciple spoke first, his tone frivolous, pointing at Ye Yun.

"Kid, be sensible and hand over your Storage Pouch. The Yao Beast ears, Spiritual Plants, and Medicinal Pills—leave them all behind. If we grandfathers are in a good mood, we might spare your life."

The Disciple with the face full of flabby flesh hugged his chest with both hands, looked down at Ye Yun from above, and sneered.

"Don't think about resisting. We are both at the First Level, and you are alone. If you're sensible, hurry up and take it out to avoid suffering."

Ye Yun looked at the two, his eyes a bit strange, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

He stood up slowly, patted the dust off his robes, and spoke indifferently.

"You guys... don't recognize me?"

"Who the hell are you? Do I know you?"

The sharp-mouthed, monkey-cheeked Disciple sneered, his face full of disdain.

"Do you think you're an Inner Sect Prodigy? Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and hand over the Storage Pouch, or today this Black Wind Ridge will be your burial ground!"

Ye Yun was silent for a moment, the coldness in his pupils gradually condensing.

He sighed softly, his voice calm but carrying a bone-chilling coldness.

"I originally didn't want to kill anyone, but you insist on forcing me."

As soon as these words were spoken, the two were stunned for a moment, and then burst into wild laughter.

"Hahahaha! Listen to that, he said he didn't want to kill? And he wants to kill us?"

The Disciple with the face full of flabby flesh laughed until he was leaning back and forth, pointing at Ye Yun.

"You, a lone kid, want to fight two at once? Is your brain sick?"

Before he finished speaking, Ye Yun moved.

Utilizing Flowing Cloud Steps to the extreme, his figure instantly disappeared from where he stood.

In the next instant, he appeared in front of the sharp-mouthed, monkey-cheeked Disciple.

His right hand formed a fist, golden Mystic Power condensed on his knuckles, and he threw a punch with the force to collapse mountains and split rocks.

"Bang!"

The sharp-mouthed, monkey-cheeked Disciple didn't even have time to react before his chest directly caved in.