248: Chapter 248 Treasure Hunt

"Fellow Daoist Wei, do you also want to try the power of my precious bow?" Ye Yisong nocked an arrow, aimed at Fellow Daoist Wei, and said arrogantly.

"Ye Yisong, I'd like to see how many arrows you can shoot." Fellow Daoist Wei protected Tan Ya behind him, and simultaneously said to Hu Yuanzhao, "Fellow Daoist Hu, how about our two sides temporarily join forces? After we drive away the Zhao family, we can decide who the treasure belongs to."

"Of course. I swear by my Dao Heart, if I obtain the red sun pulse-melting flower, I will definitely compensate you with a Grade 5 treasure herb."

"Good." Seeing that Ye Yisong was so adept at killing, Hu Yuanzhao had originally planned to retreat secretly. Hearing Fellow Daoist Wei's invitation, he agreed without hesitation. Three against two—he might still have a chance.

If he failed in the end, it wouldn't be too late to retreat then.

"Hu Yuanzhao, I advise you not to make a mistake. Just now, the two of you could barely withstand my attack. Now, relying on just you alone? Hmph!" Zhao Qingyan's words were full of threats, immediately putting pressure back on Hu Yuanzhao.

"Fellow Daoist Hu, whether to retreat or fight, consider it yourself." Fellow Daoist Wei stopped wasting words. He stepped back with his right foot, leaving a deep pit in the ground, and his body shot out like an arrow released from a string.

Ye Yisong had long been secretly guarding against Fellow Daoist Wei. Seeing that he had no martial ethics and was actually launching a sneak attack, he quickly fired the nine arrows he had held in reserve. They were not aimed at Fellow Daoist Wei, but at Tan Ya behind him. Tan Ya was terrified and slapped all his remaining defensive Talisman onto his body, praying to block this attack.

Fellow Daoist Wei was just about to go back to rescue him, but his path was blocked by Ye Yisong.

"You are courting death!" Fellow Daoist Wei said furiously. He stepped on the Void Realm, transforming into three sword shadows, stabbing at Ye Yisong from the upper, middle, and lower paths. Ye Yisong was not afraid; it was the perfect time to test the Indestructible Vajra Divine Art.

His fair skin instantly turned golden. He punched forward with both fists, and the two fake sword shadows instantly turned into foam. However, his chest was struck by a sword, yet the tip of the sword did not pierce Ye Yisong's Physical Body.

"How is this possible?" Fellow Daoist Wei looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief. He knew the power of this sword strike all too well. He was astonished to say that it couldn't even break Ye Yisong's Physical Body defense.

"Grade 5 Physical Body!"

Let alone Fellow Daoist Wei, even Zhao Qingyan and Hu Yuanzhao, who were fighting not far away, were stunned by this scene. They stopped fighting with great tacit understanding and looked at Ye Yisong.

The most surprised was Zhao Qingyan. He clearly remembered his uncle Zhao Zuoxiang telling him that Ye Yisong's Mental Energy had also reached the Grade 5. Coupled with a Grade 5 Physical Body, didn't that mean Ye Yisong was even more powerful than him?

Uncle, where did you find this person? His strength is actually so formidable.

Ye Yisong saw that Fellow Daoist Wei's full-force strike couldn't even break his defense, and his heart became even more obsessed with the Indestructible Vajra Divine Art. Once he formally stepped into the Grade 5 Physical Body realm, what level would his defensive power reach?

He raised his right hand slightly and grabbed Fellow Daoist Wei's sword, making him unable to move. The surface of his left hand, which was behind his back, was covered with a layer of blue light at some point. He struck out with a palm, which was easily blocked by Fellow Daoist Wei.

"Hmm?"

The Qi liquid within his body seemed to be out of his control. As it traveled to the Meridians of his arm, a thick feeling of sluggishness struck. The Meridians were like a great river blocked by a giant rock, and the Qi liquid could not wash through at all.

Not only that, the Qi liquid gathered in large quantities in the Meridians of his arm in a short time, and it actually began to backflow, vaguely feeling as if it were about to explode.

A look of panic finally appeared on Fellow Daoist Wei's Face. First, he abandoned his sword, and then, not knowing what kind of Medicinal Pill he had swallowed, his Qi liquid surged several times over, breaking through the blockade of the blue light and restoring the normal operation of his Qi liquid. He retreated a hundred meters before letting out a long sigh of relief with lingering fear.

The threat of death from that moment just now still lingered in Fellow Daoist Wei's heart, not dissipating for a long time.

Looking back, Tan Ya was already seriously injured, covered in blood, with a shocking blood hole in his chest that was still constantly bleeding. He propped himself up with his sword, half-kneeling on a patch of sandy ground, struggling to keep himself from falling.

Clearly, he no longer had the strength to fight.

Tan Ya's own strength was not considered strong; he was only a Seven-Star Martial Sect. Among the more than four hundred Martial Ancestors who entered the Wangchuan Secret Realm, he belonged to the contestants sent by major forces to make up the numbers.

When facing Ye Yisong alone, he had already exhausted all his trump cards. Being able to survive under the previous arrow was actually because Ye Yisong had deliberately let him off.

The Cangjiang Ye Clan could not withstand the fury of the Dan Jian Sect. When things really developed to an irreconcilable point, the Zhao family might not be reliable.

Fellow Daoist Wei finally took an unwilling look at the red sun pulse-melting flower at the volcanic crater, which was emitting a charming fragrance, picked up Tan Ya from the ground, and left the battlefield.

Ye Yisong and Zhao Qingyan did not stop him from leaving. It was best that Fellow Daoist Wei was willing to retreat.

No Martial Artist who could enter the Wangchuan Secret Realm was easy to deal with, especially these Core Disciples of major sects; they had countless hidden trump cards, so there was no need to cause extra trouble.

"Hu Yuanzhao, are you still not leaving? Do you really have to leave your life here?" Zhao Qingyan carried his long spear on his shoulder and looked at Hu Yuanzhao, whose Face was livid, with a playful expression.

"Hmph!"

Hu Yuanzhao snorted coldly, took a deep look at Ye Yisong not far away, and turned to leave the volcanic crater.

Facing Zhao Qingyan alone, he was already unable to cope, and with the addition of Ye Yisong, it would only increase his humiliation.

"Yisong, you are hiding your true skills," Zhao Qingyan said approvingly, and as he spoke, he was about to step forward to pick the red sun pulse-melting flower.

"Watch out!"

Ye Yisong drew his bow and nocked arrows, firing three arrows in succession at a head that had emerged from the volcanic crater.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

The three arrows plunged into the mouth of the monster that had suddenly appeared. The monster tilted backward several steps in pain, leaving time for the relaxed Zhao Qingyan to react and avoid the monster's bite.

The monster's sneak attack failed, and it hissed angrily. Half of its body stretched out from the volcanic crater, looking down at Zhao Qingyan and Ye Yisong.

"What a cunning beast."

The two of them now recognized the monster that had emerged from the volcanic crater: a Middle Stage Grade 4 Magma Fire Python, a type of Yao Beast that loved to inhabit volcanoes.

It should be the guardian beast of this red sun pulse-melting flower. Just now, it had been hiding at the bottom of the volcanic crater, relying on its unique method of concealing its aura and the high temperature of the magma to evade the Mental Energy probing of several people.

"Beast, you are courting death!"

Zhao Qingyan felt that he had lost Face in front of Ye Yisong. He swept his spear horizontally, striking the head of the Magma Fire Python and knocking it flying dozens of meters. He then entered a berserk mode, spear strike after spear strike, and finally nailed the Magma Fire Python to the volcanic crater.

"Brother Zhao, here."

Ye Yisong sealed the picked red sun pulse-melting flower in a jade box and handed it to Zhao Qingyan.

Zhao Qingyan was surprised at first, then understood. His evaluation of Ye Yisong in his heart rose by several levels based on this one incident.

If not for Ye Yisong's reminder just now, he would have been invaded by the fire poison of the Magma Fire Python, and his combat power would definitely have been greatly reduced; he probably wouldn't have been able to participate in subsequent actions.

Moreover, Ye Yisong could be said to have contributed greatly to obtaining the red sun pulse-melting flower this time. He actually gave up the treasure herb without hesitation; his character was truly excellent.

He had talent, strength, vision, and knew how to advance and retreat. His uncle's eye for talent was still as accurate as ever.

"This is for you."