Coincidentally, the people from Blue Cloud Sect who were sent to search for Fang Xing were disciples who had just entered the Blue Cloud Sect and had yet to enter the four great valleys. Two of them were old friends with Fang Xing. One of them was Meng Xuanzhao, and the other was the fat daoist, Yu Sanliang. Both of them had met each other because of Fang Xing in the past, so they knew each other very well.
This Meng Xuanzhao was also one of the outstanding disciples in the outer sect. He was on the same level as Qin Xing 'er and Liu Heihu. However, he was cheated by Fang Xing twice, causing him to be lacking in resources. Coupled with the shadow in his heart, his progress was even slower. As a result, he broke through to the fourth level of spirit formation two years later than Qin Xing' er and the rest, falling into the same realm as Yu Sanliang.
And it was precisely because of this that he had always hated Fang Xing in his heart. However, with Fang Xing's sudden rise in power and his prominent status, let alone thinking about revenge, he didn't even dare to talk about his hatred to others. Normally, he was like a mouse, hiding his hatred and could only hide in the shadows and grind his teeth. He had originally thought that he would never have the chance to take revenge, but who would have thought that after Fang Xing's status rose to the peak, he would suddenly betray the Sect, and he actually had the chance to search for him. This was a golden opportunity bestowed by the heavens.
He even thought that if he could find Fang Xing, no matter what, he would stab him twice first.
Because of Fang Xing, Meng Xuanzhao didn't have the slightest good impression of Yu Sanliang. Furthermore, Yu Sanliang was only in the fourth level of spirit formation, while Meng Xuanzhao had reached the fourth level of spirit formation not long ago. Thus, he didn't put him in his eyes.
Of course, even though they said that, they didn't really think that they had any hope of finding Fang Xing. After all, this area was truly too big. Moreover, Elder Qing Niao had brought an entire 600 disciples with him. Being able to stand out among these 600 disciples and find Fang Xing was no different from striking the jackpot. The hope was truly extremely slim, and Meng Xuanzhao was merely saying it to satisfy his craving.
The four of them walked towards the cliff as they talked. One of them had sharp eyes and was about to go around the cliff when he suddenly exclaimed in surprise. He jumped up the hill and found a clump of weeds beside a bluestone. It was yellow and dry, and there were faint traces of being burned. The disciple rubbed it and asked, "Why would there be burn marks in this deep mountain?"
The other disciples thought he'd noticed something extraordinary, yet when they saw it was only a small scorch mark, they instantly snorted disdainfully and said, "What can such a small scorch mark prove? Look at how shocked and deceitful you are!"
That disciple frowned and said, "Something's wrong. There's such a big patch of weeds and only this small patch is burnt. It's definitely not a mountain fire. Otherwise, the burnt marks would only be small patches. Who knows, it might be related to that brat. I say, let's spread out and search. After all, this is the reason why we entered the mountain. We mustn't let go of the opportunity when it's right in front of us …"
Hearing what he said, the other disciples also felt that it was reasonable. They nodded and spread out to search carefully.
The Golden Crow, who was hiding on a tree not far away, secretly complained in its heart. It had already cleaned up the traces left behind when it dragged Fang Xing into the cave. However, it didn't expect that this small burnt mark would attract the attention of the Blue Cloud Sect disciples. This was the result of Fang Xing's body being burnt by the high temperature when it put him down. At first glance, it was no different from ordinary weeds.
"Should I get rid of these guys?"
The Golden Crow pondered and was extremely hesitant. Now that its cultivation had increased by a rank, reaching rank seven, killing these disciples wouldn't be a problem. However, it was worried that when it killed them, the news would spread and attract the elders of the Blue Cloud Sect. If that happened, not only would it harm Fang Xing, it would also put itself in danger.
It had already made up its mind to protect itself and didn't want to take the risk.
In addition, if it attracted the attention of the Blue Cloud Sect disciples, even if it killed them, it still wouldn't be able to save Fang Xing.
After all, Fang Xing's body was emitting a shocking amount of heat, so it didn't dare to touch him.
"Hmm? Such a heavy burnt smell, just like … magma … "
The few Blue Cloud Sect disciples who were searching didn't find any extra traces, but they suddenly smelled a thick smell of gunpowder.
The Golden Crow on the top of the tree was also shocked. It thought to itself, "I can't help you now. It wasn't easy to hide you so well, but you have to make such a big noise. Aren't you courting death?" In its heart, it understood that the heat on Fang Xing's body had increased again, so much so that even the rocks were burnt, which was why there was such a thick smell.
"There's a cave here, the smell is coming from there …"
At this moment, Meng Xuanzhao shouted excitedly. He waved his sword in front of him to protect himself and dashed into the cave.
In the distance, the other three Blue Cloud Sect disciples were shocked and quickly followed him. They were afraid that Meng Xuanzhao would take advantage of them. After they dashed to the entrance of the cave, they immediately went in and shouted, "Is it him?" Before he finished his sentence, Meng Xuanzhao's ecstatic voice was already heard, "The heavens are on my side. Fang Xing, you bastard, you still fell into my hands!"
"It's really him …"
Two of the three Blue Cloud Sect disciples who followed behind immediately took out their Communication Talismans.
They had already seen the depths of the cave. There was an unconscious person leaning against the cave wall, and the heat from his body was astonishing. He was like a huge pill furnace, and even the rocks around him were scorched. Fortunately, Fang Xing was wearing a dharma robe that was impervious to fire and water. Under this heat, he could still maintain his clothes and did not let them melt. Otherwise, he would be exposed in front of these big men …
These disciples didn't get carried away by the joy and immediately thought of informing Elder Blue Bird.
After all, finding him wasn't considered a credit. Only the first one to inform Elder Blue Bird would be considered a credit.
As for Meng Xuanzhao, when he saw the unconscious Fang Xing, he immediately stabbed his sword at his leg.
The first thing he thought of was not to inform Elder Blue Bird, but to stab Fang Xing to vent his anger.
Three people, two reactions!
The fourth person, however, had a third reaction!
This person was none other than Yu Sanliang.
After he rushed into the cave and confirmed that Fang Xing was inside, he immediately clenched his teeth. A light flashed through the small eyes on his big face, and his hands quickly moved to form a hand seal. Because his cultivation base was the weakest, he was the last to rush into the cave. The other three people had their backs facing him, so no one saw him when he formed the hand seal.
Whoosh …
A powerful and crazy aura was suddenly released from Yu Sanliang's fat body.
The two Blue Cloud Sect disciples who were about to ignite the Communication Talisman were shocked. They turned around and shouted, "What are you trying to do?"
Without saying a word, Yu Sanliang suddenly rushed toward them with a cold look in his eyes.
"This damn fat pig wants to protect this little brat. Take him down!"
The Blue Cloud Sect disciple who was the first to bear the brunt was shocked. He shouted sternly and thrust his sword at the same time.
The other Blue Cloud Sect disciple and Meng Xuanzhao also noticed the fat cultivator's intention. They sneered and attacked the fat cultivator together. To them, the fat cultivator was really nothing. After all, the three of them had a higher cultivation base than him. Moreover, the fat cultivator was usually honest and soft like dough. To them, he was the kind of person who could be easily taken down.
However, nobody expected the fat cultivator to growl as he was charging toward them. The image of a huge wild boar suddenly appeared above his head. It had a sharp mouth and a big head. The mane at the back of its head stood up like steel needles. Its two sharp fangs were like two sharp knives. It opened its bloody mouth and let out a soundless cry. In an instant, it collided with the Blue Cloud Sect disciple who was at the front.
"Pa pa pa … …"
That disciple was also brandishing his sword and collided with the wild boar. His sword was broken into pieces and the wild boar's fangs pierced into his body. This fourth stage spirit formation disciple groaned and his eyeballs suddenly popped out. He never expected that he would die in the hands of this seemingly harmless fat cultivator in just one move … …
"This … what kind of evil technique is this?"
The other Blue Cloud Sect disciple and Meng Xuanzhao were shocked at the same time and subconsciously shouted.
They were very sure that what the fat cultivator used wasn't any of the five orthodox techniques of the Blue Cloud Sect.
And this power wasn't something an ordinary basic technique could achieve.
After the fat Taoist killed one person, the wild boar illusion seemed to become more realistic, and its expression became even more ferocious. Without stopping for a moment, it charged towards the other two people and growled in a low voice, "This is the Art of Spirit Taming and Beast Taming … Junior Brother Fang gave it to me …"
"Boom … …"
When the fat cultivator finished his sentence, he was already in the middle of the two. The wild boar illusion became even more ferocious. It head-butted another Blue Cloud Sect disciple and bit off half of Meng Xuanzhao's arm. Then, it turned around and heavily stomped on the Blue Cloud Sect disciple, crushing all the bones in his chest. He vomited blood and died. As for Meng Xuanzhao, he was heavily injured. He staggered backward and suddenly fell beside Fang Xing.
"Don't … … don't come over … … or else I … … I will kill him … … Ah … …"
Meng Xuanzhao suddenly noticed Fang Xing who wasn't far away from him. He was so frightened that he immediately reached out to pull him, wanting to use him as a hostage. However, the moment he touched Fang Xing's body, he cried out in pain. His palm was already burnt and he hurriedly let go. At this moment, the fat cultivator took a step forward and the wild boar illusion appeared. It directly pressed against Meng Xuanzhao's chest and sent him flying.
"Puff puff puff … …"
Meng Xuanzhao was directly sent flying. All the bones in his chest were crushed. He vomited blood and died in the air.
Only then did the fat cultivator let out a sigh of relief and put away the wild boar illusion. He wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and mumbled to himself, "This Art of Spirit Beast Taming is actually so powerful? Junior Brother Fang is so good to me … "
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