Immortal of the Nine Realms

Zhao Yan smiled. "We meet again, Senior Ji."

Ji Congyun's expression was odd. "Why are you here, and who is in the sedan chair?"

Xu Ge sneered. "Who else could be in the sedan chair? Naturally, it's our lord."

Fang Chen?

Ji Congyun and the surrounding Nightmare Knights' expressions changed slightly.

The leader of the Nightmare Knights shouted, "It can’t be your young mast—"

But before he could finish the sentence, the curtains were opened, and Fang Chen walked out, stretching. Then, he looked at the stupefied leader of the Nightmare Knights.

"We meet again."

"How can it be you..." The leader of the Nightmare Knights' lips trembled, his face turning pale. It was as if he had seen a ghost. He saw Fang Chen and the others enter the cave with his own two eyes. How could Fang Chen be here?!

Ji Congyun sighed in his heart. This group of Nightmare Knights was deceived.

Fang Chen smiled at Ji Congyun. "Is that seal the key to unlocking the formation?"

Everyone shuddered. He knows everything....

After pondering for a few moments, Ji Congyun threw the seal to Fang Chen. "Indeed, this seal is the key to unlocking the formation. If you want it, take it."

Fidgeting with the seal, Fang Chen smiled. "Your subordinates wanted to trap us inside. How should we deal with them?"

The leader of the Nightmare Knights turned pale, showing a pleading look in his eyes. "My lord, I..."

Bang!

Ji Congyun slapped him with a palm, breaking his bones and sending him flying several yards back. He had died on the spot.

The surrounding Nightmare Knights were mortified. They never expected that one day, they would be pushed into such a situation by a young master of the Grand Xia Empire.

Ji Congyun clasped his fists and smiled. "Is this to your satisfaction, my lord?"

"It's acceptable." Fang Chen nodded slightly. He then walked to the entrance of the cave, placed the seal inside, and opened the formation. Soon, he heard noises coming from inside.

Figures rushed out one after another, including Li Daoye and the others.

Seeing that they were all out, Fang Chen closed the formation back.

"That was close. Fortunately, we made it out; otherwise, we might have died inside," mouthed Li Daoye with lingering fear.

Mi Sheng looked vigilant, her gaze sweeping over Ji Congyun and the others, but when she saw Fang Chen, she visibly paused, a hint of disbelief appearing in her eyes.

The voice of Liu Suifeng sounded. "Li Daoye, now that we've come out alive, isn’t it time you hand over our things?"

Zhantai Qingxuan stared coldly at Li Daoye. As for Xia Yu, even though he didn't speak, his stance was evident.

Li Xiuming stood behind the three, his gaze following Mi Sheng, seemingly waiting for an opportunity.

Li Daoye snorted. "We can hand them over, but you need to get rid of Li Xiuming for me. If you kill him, I'll give you all the spirit stones and Blood Ginseng."

Liu Suifeng's face turned grim. "You're presumptuous. You have no ground to bargain with us. Disciples of the Eight Trigram Sect are not qualified to do so."

It was then that they heard an indifferent voice. "Is that so? Then who is qualified?"

Everyone was stunned, and their expressions became extremely strange. Wasn’t that Fang Chen’s voice?!

But that couldn’t be right! Didn’t Fang Chen die inside? Even if he didn't die, he didn't come out with them just now, so why would his voice suddenly appear here!?

They turned to the source of the voice, only to see that it was really Fang Chen, scrutinizing them.

Li Daoye took a sharp, cold breath. "Lord Fang!?" he yelled. “Are you a ghost? Or am I actually dreaming and you’re trying to communicate with me in my dreams?"

Fang Chen laughed. "Why would I need to find you in your dreams in broad daylight?"

Li Daoye subconsciously replied, "That’s true. Why did you visit me in my daydreams? Why not come at night instead?"

"Daoist Fang isn’t dead," said Mi Sheng, feeling a little helpless.

Not dead? Li Daoye finally reacted, and he rubbed his eyes. Seeing the shadow under Fang Chen’s feet, he couldn’t help but exclaim, "You really didn't die, Lord Fang?”

Fang Chen nodded with a smile.

Li Daoye was still nonetheless confused. “But how did you come out earlier than us?"

Ancestor Xia Yu and his companions found themselves in an extremely awkward situation. Fang Chen should have heard their threat to Li Daoye just now....

“Mi Sheng, make your move,” said Fang Chen, a slight smile on his lips.

As soon as he finished speaking, he and Mi Sheng moved simultaneously, targeting Li Xiuming!

Surprised, Ancestor Xia Yu and the others quickly stepped aside.

Li Xiuming suddenly erupted in anger. "You dare!" A mere junior cultivator dared to attack a disciple of Wuchang Mountain? Unbelievable! He especially resented Mi Sheng for choosing to cooperate with the enemy!

Doesn't she remember their past at all?

The hatred in Mi Sheng’s heart was endless. "Die, you hypocrite."

Even though Mi Sheng hadn't fully recovered from her injuries, under the influence of her hatred, the flying sword she manipulated became even more formidable.

In contrast, Li Xiuming, who had had his blood depleted severely, tried to resist the best he could. The moment he summoned his flying sword out, it was knocked away. It slammed into a mountainside and was lodged deeply inside.

Li Xiuming's very soul trembled at the danger, and he cursed inwardly. "Damn it!" He was flustered, and he attempted to use spiritual energy to defend against Mi Sheng’s flying sword.

As for Fang Chen, he didn't care about him at all. A low-stage Qi Refining cultivator couldn't break his defense what-so-ever!

It was precisely because he ignored Fang Chen that Fang Chen easily approached Li Xiuming, took out the dragon truncheon, and delivered a blow.

After one strike, Fang Chen put away the dragon truncheon.

Puff, puff, puff—

The flying swords continuously pierced Li Xiuming's flesh. In the eyes of onlookers, Li Xiuming seemed to have lost the ability to resist. However, Mi Sheng was quite surprised.

Based on her understanding of Li Xiuming's strength, he could at least contend with her for over a hundred rounds. Why couldn’t he suddenly fight back?

In the next moment, Li Xiuming's physical body suddenly crumbled like windblown sand and disintegrated. He died on the spot, leaving only a storage ring on the ground.

Seeing that, Mi Sheng took a deep breath, then looked at Fang Chen. "There should be some spirit stones in his storage ring. They are all yours now."

Fang Chen smiled and took the ring off the ground. "I won't be polite then."

Glancing at the ash that used to be Li Xiuming, Mi Sheng clasped her fist. "Thank you for helping me. If fate allows, we shall meet again."

Then, she didn’t linger any longer around here and flew away on her sword.

"Good riddance, haha." Li Daoye spat on the ground, rejoicing at Li Xiuming's demise.

It was then that the two saw Ancestor Xia Yu approach. He bowed with clasped hands. "Daoist Fang, our words just now were a bit inappropriate. Please don't take offense..."

"We are not on the same path to begin with. Only because your surname is Xia will I let you guys leave peacefully,” said Fang Chen indifferently.

The three were slightly stunned, and their faces turned rigid. They understood what Fang Chen’s words meant.

Xia Yu was about to speak. "This cave, we were the ones who—"

"Don't even think about it. Leave."

Liu Suifeng's face turned dark. "Let's go, Senior Brother."

"Fine." Xia Yu didn't say anything more, leading the other two to leave. They didn't want to confront Fang Chen, fearing the sect behind him.

Ji Congyun's eyes flickered. It seemed that these immortal cultivators were not united.

"The three of them are not good people." Li Daoye sneered as he watched the three of them leave. Then he turned to Fang Chen and said, "Lord Fang, shall we leave now? To prevent whatever is inside from chasing us again."

Fang Chen looked at the cave entrance. "You wait for me here. I need to go in again."

Li Daoye took a cold breath, his face full of astonishment. He almost couldn't believe his ears.

"What!?"

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