Wu Yunbai, the young master of the White Cloud Villa, had displayed an astonishing talent for cultivation ever since she was a child and was heavily groomed by the master of the White Cloud Villa. She was now a sixth grade Battle-Emperor and was only a step away from becoming a seventh grade Battle-Saint.
She was known as the pride of the younger generation. If not for her identity as a woman, she would have long been designated as the successor of the White Cloud Villa.
The White Cloud Villa was an extremely powerful force in the Illusory Spirit Swamp. It was not a sect, but it was even more terrifying than a sect. Perhaps only the Celestial Arcanum Sect could contend against it, and the master of the White Cloud Villa was a figure with an exceedingly high cultivation.
At this moment, Wu Yunbai's complexion was extremely unsightly. The magic arrays of the serpent-men's herb fields had been activated and each field was shrouded by a mysterious magic array. It was impossible for them to make a move without alerting anyone.
Ah Ni, Yu Fu, and the rest of the serpent-men also noticed Wu Yunbai and her group. They immediately shouted and charged toward Wu Yunbai and her group.
Terrifying true energy burst forth from the serpent-men, especially Ah Ni, who resembled a fearsome beast. The aura on his body was extremely vicious, his eyes were incomparably sharp, and the muscles on his upper body bulged like a horned dragon.
When the guard beside Wu Yunbai realized that his identity had been exposed, he let out an angry roar. Every hair on his body stood on end and his eyes were as wide as copper bells. With a push of his palm, the surging clouds around him immediately pressed toward the serpent-men.
"Cloud Expelling Palm!"
Ah Ni's eyes turned cold. The corners of his mouth curled up, revealing his razor-sharp teeth. The ruthlessness in his eyes intensified.
"You guys really are from the White Cloud Villa. You want the Ice Soul Monarch Lotus, right? I won't let you have your way! " Ah Ni sneered. With a clap of his hands, true energy emerged and he abruptly pulled them apart. A pitch-black spear appeared in his hands.
"Tie them up, don't kill them. After all, we're only here to ask for the medicine." Wu Yunbai had also calmed down. Her fair face was calm. She glanced at Ah Ni and his group of serpent-men, slightly frowned, and said to her subordinate.
At this moment, the subordinate no longer had the silly look from before. Instead, he curled the corners of his lips in an unfathomable manner and said, "Don't worry, Miss. I understand."
Wu Yunbai glared at him. "What did you call me? Call me Young Master Wu or Young Master! "
The subordinate let out a dry cough, then turned to Ah Ni and the others. He grinned, and the aura from his body suddenly gushed out. A terrifying pressure pressed down like a mountain, causing the faces of Ah Ni and the others to change abruptly.
"Seventh grade Battle-Saint! Oh no! " Ah Ni's expression changed slightly. He did not expect the person in front of him to be a seventh grade Battle-Saint. Battle-Saints had a prominent status even in the White Cloud Villa. How could they become the subordinate of this Xiao Bai? Could it be that … the identity of this Xiao Bai's face was special?
Ah Ni was not stupid. When he sensed that the other party was a seventh grade Battle-Saint, Ah Ni pondered a lot and even made some guesses about Wu Yunbai's identity.
However, he did not have the luxury of time to think too much. The strength of a seventh grade Battle-Saint was not something Ah Ni could deal with. Although the difference between sixth grade and seventh grade seemed to be only one grade, the gap between them was enormous and basically insurmountable.
However, Ah Ni was not too worried, because the other party had a seventh grade Battle-Saint. His serpent-men tribe also had elders guarding the herb garden, and the serpent-men elders were also Battle-Saints.
As expected, when Ah Ni's mind flickered, the terrifying aura of a seventh grade Battle-Saint surged out from behind him.
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Bu Fang grinned as he looked at the spirit herb that was enveloped by the magic array. Sure enough, how could a spirit herb be planted in such a simple and crude herb garden without any protective measures? This magic array seemed to be very complicated, so it was obviously not ordinary.
Bu Fang extended a finger and poked at the magic array. A numbing feeling like an electric current coursing through his body made him narrow his eyes.
Standing up, Bu Fang looked at the spirit herbs around him. Basically, the magic array in every herb garden had been activated. It seemed like he had accidentally done something incredible.
"Hmm? The true energy aura of a seventh grade Battle-Saint? " Bu Fang stood ramrod straight and suddenly felt waves of terrifying aura coming from not far away. Bu Fang was no stranger to the pressure mixed within the true energy.
Bu Fang had seen many seventh grade Battle-Saints, such as Xiao Meng, Zhao Musheng, and so on. Therefore, he was very familiar with the true energy fluctuations of this level. He did not expect that there were actually seventh grade Battle-Saints fighting in this simple herb garden.
There was a seventh grade Battle-Saint in this remote place? The corners of Bu Fang's mouth twitched.
He once again glanced at the spirit herbs that were shrouded by the magic array. Bu Fang was too lazy to harvest them and continued walking forward. It was impossible for two seventh grade Battle-Saints to fight for no reason. There must be something good that caused them to fight. In this herb garden, the only thing that could cause two seventh grade Battle-Saints to fight over … was probably some high grade spirit herbs.
At the thought of spirit herbs, Bu Fang became spirited. Wasn't the purpose of his trip to find spirit herbs …
As he walked forward and made a few turns, Bu Fang was suddenly startled. He saw several figures galloping toward him from afar.
"Hmm? Mermaids? " Bu Fang was dumbfounded and muttered. However, upon closer inspection, he realized that these figures were not the legendary mermaids … The upper bodies of these people were similar to humans, but their lower bodies were densely covered with scales that wriggled like long snakes.
The serpent-men! Bu Fang exclaimed inwardly. This was the first time he saw a strange race from a different world and he felt an indescribable excitement in his heart.
The serpent-men in the distance grasped their spears and hurriedly rushed toward the location where the Battle-Saints were fighting. When Bu Fang saw them, they also saw Bu Fang.
"Who is it?!" A serpent-men guard waved the spear in his hand and angrily shouted.
Bu Fang was startled. These serpent-men were not as friendly as he imagined.
"I …" Bu Fang wanted to say something, but the serpent-men ignored him and thrust a spear toward him.
"Humans who trespass into our serpent-men's herb garden will be killed without mercy!"
The corners of Bu Fang's mouth twitched as he felt the terrifying aura coming from the spear. "What do you mean by trespassing … Who can you defend against with that low fence of your herb garden?" he thought.
The fences were extremely dilapidated and some were even hanging at an angle. Not to mention defense, they might not even be able to stop some small spirit beasts.
Back then, Bu Fang merely raised his foot and calmly walked in …
However, these serpent-men did not care about what Bu Fang was thinking. Their spears were wrapped in true energy and were directly thrust toward Bu Fang.
The cultivation level of these serpent-men was not weak. They were around fourth grade Battle-Spirits and were more than enough to defend a herb garden.
However, Bu Fang was still a man who could be called a Battle-King. Why would he be afraid of these little serpent-men? Even though his battle prowess was lacking … his true energy cultivation level was the real deal.
Bu Fang stood in the same spot and suddenly released the true energy within his body. His hair, which was tied with a velvet rope, suddenly spread out. His gaze was extremely sharp.
The serpent-men who thrust out their spears immediately trembled and became extremely grave. Fifth grade Battle-King?!
Immediately, the serpent-men did not dare to advance anymore. They were only fourth grade Battle-Spirits, but the human in front of them was a fifth grade Battle-King. If they were not careful, they might die here …
"You humans will die a horrible death! You want the spirit medicine, right? If you are so capable, then step over my dead body! "The serpent-men guard stretched out his neck and shouted fiercely.
Meanwhile, Bu Fang slowly stood up with his hands clasped behind his back. With an unfathomable expression on his face, he looked at the serpent-men and lightly snorted.
"Should I step over just because you tell me to? That would be such a loss of face for me, "Bu Fang said.
The expressions of the serpent-men immediately stiffened … They looked at each other in dismay.
...
Within the Illusory Spirit Swamp, several dozen miles away from the serpent-men tribe, the water in the swamp suddenly began to churn and a huge little bundle emerged. Then, this little bundle rapidly flew toward the serpent-men tribe.
Patter, patter!
Above the swamp, numerous toad-like spirit beasts with bulging cheeks widened their eyes and rapidly leaped toward the serpent-men tribe in a densely packed group.
In the surroundings, there were also many strangely-shaped spirit beasts with powerful auras slowly moving forward.
In an instant, the entire serpent-men tribe was unknowingly surrounded by a dense crowd of spirit beasts.
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