"What does it have to do with me that you can't get the green copper? It means that you are not strong enough and someone got it before you." Ye Fan stared at him and said, "Priest, you don't thank me but treat me like this in the end."
"Brat, you're really stubborn. I was the first to rush to the Demon God Yin Tomb, and I didn't even see a shadow. How could someone else get there before me? You're still trying to fool me. I really want to slap you to death." At this point, he revealed an astonished expression and said, "To actually reach the Celestial Bridge Realm in such a short period of time, it's really inconceivable. It's not much different from me back then." The fat Daoist circled around him twice and said, "Could it be because of the green copper piece?"
"Can't you sense whether I have the green copper on me or not?" Ye Fan said calmly.
"You are such a bastard. You threw the jade pendant I gave you in the deep mountains and made me look for you everywhere. I only found you today." The unscrupulous Daoist stared into his eyes and asked, "Where is the green copper?"
Ye Fan immediately thought of the broken jade pendant. Not only was it missing a corner, but it was also cracked like a broken stone. It seemed like he was right to throw it. This guy wanted to use it to follow him.
"Priest, since we can meet again, it is enough to prove that we are fated. I have nothing to hide and will tell you the truth." Ye Fan said with a solemn expression, "That day, I did throw the green copper, but I didn't throw it in the deep pool."
"Of course I know it's not in the deep pool!"
"I wanted to look for it later, but I found a crazy old man who picked it up. He was crying and laughing as if he was crazy. I couldn't catch him at all …" Ye Fan directly described the image of the crazy old man.
The fat daoist immediately sucked in a breath of cold air and muttered to himself, "A year ago, someone saw an old man like this in the land of Yan, the rumors say that he might be …" Here, he stopped and stared at Ye Fan, "You brat, you are not kind at all. It's a waste for me to confide in you that day."
"Priest, you must speak with conscience. That day, you took three spiritual weapons from me. Who is unkind?"
The unscrupulous Daoist stared at him. His eyes suddenly became empty like a bottomless abyss, dark and without a trace of light. He said in a low voice, "Was it really taken by a crazy old man? What does he look like?"
Ye Fan felt drowsy. The old man wanted to force his way into his mind but he wasn't afraid. His consciousness had turned into a golden lake and was no weaker than anyone else's. He didn't retaliate. Instead, the image of the crazy old man appeared in his mind and answered, "Yes, it was picked up by a crazy old man. I couldn't catch up to him."
When the unscrupulous Daoist saw the image of the crazy old man, his body shook violently and his eyes recovered. His face was with his expression, with with with with, "It. with with with with to with the person."
"Demon" … … "Demon" … "Demon" … "Ye with with with with with" "…" Duan De said in a low voice, "A person who should not have appeared in this world appeared in the Land of Yan."
"More or less, but I don't think it's true. So many years have passed, who would be able to recognize him?"
Duan De shook his head, "There is no mistake. That person was a peerless master back in the day. Many of his portraits were left in this world, and I was fortunate enough to see him."
"Hiss!"
The beautiful woman with the red mole between her eyebrows took a deep breath and said, "He was a peerless expert in the past. Now that 6,000 years have passed, he is still alive. Do you think he is about to become an immortal?"
The daoist shook his head, "Not likely. Someone saw him in a delirious state. Something must have gone wrong with his mind. How could he become an immortal like this?"
"Immortals really exist in this world?" Ye Fan asked.
"No one can say for sure, but it is not a problem for a peerless master to live for a few thousand years." The demon girl smiled charmingly at him, then pinched his cheek and said, "Work hard, maybe you will be able to do it in the future."
"You … won't harm me?"
The seductive vixen blew a breath at him, looking very alluring. She giggled, "Don't worry, your life will not be in danger."
The daoist's eyes became empty again, but he did not give up. He stared into Ye Fan's eyes and asked, "How did he find the Emerald Copper …"
Ye Fan cooperated and used his powerful psyche to construct the scene of the crazy 'ole picking up the Emerald Copper, laughing and crying, and floating away.
The daoist was dejected at this scene, as if all his energy was sucked out of him. He looked up to the sky and sighed, "The famous treasure of Central Plains, I held it in my hand that day, but I threw it away like an old shoe. I didn't recognize it and missed this opportunity. I hate it!"
When Ye Fan heard this, he said very unkindly, "Be careful next time."
Duan De's face was full of regret and unwillingness. He said, "Falling into that person's hands, I have no chance to ask for it. This crazy old man is still alive, this is too surprising."
"I wonder if the demon monarch's essence blood is ready?" He looked up at the seductive vixen.
"Don't worry, I promised to give you a drop of the demon monarch's essence blood. I will not go back on my word." The woman smiled seductively and gently clapped her hands. In the depths of the peach forest, a beautiful woman in a colorful dress with bare arms walked out slowly with a jade plate covered by a silk handkerchief.
The woman with the red mole between her eyebrows received it gracefully. She raised her wrist and uncovered the embroidered handkerchief. Immediately, a sparkling and translucent luster was revealed. A fist-sized crystal emerged and shone brilliantly on the jade plate.
At the center of the crystal was a drop of bright red blood that flickered with a golden luster. It was sealed within, and it flowed with an incomparably exuberant life force. There was a faint majestic aura of life within it.
"The demon monarch's essence blood!" The unscrupulous Taoist was refreshed.
"That's right. This is the Demon Monarch's Holy Blood that you need. Although you did not find the forbidden weapon that we mentioned, the young man that you lured can be considered a treasure. It is barely enough to exchange for it."
In the fist-sized crystal, the drop of blood seemed to contain endless power. When the heartless Taoist priest Duan De held it in his hand, it emitted a dazzling blood-red light, making his palm look bright red and flickering with golden threads.
Ye Fan's heart was in turmoil and could not calm down. This drop of demon monarch's essence blood most likely came from the Heart of the Demon Monarch. He immediately thought of Pang Bo.
The normal beating of the heart that flew out of the tomb of the Demon King was unbearable for the experts of the Nirvana Realm or beyond. On that day, the head of the Spirit Ruin Grotto, the Supreme Elder, and the others couldn't even get close to it. They could only watch it fly away and eventually fall into the hands of the demon clan.
Could it be that these ladies had the Heart of the Demon Monarch? Was it related to the perfect lady in front of the tomb? In that case, wouldn't Pang Bo be nearby? Ye Fan was excited.
"Boy, you're on your own." The heartless Taoist priest Duan De patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly.
"Damn fatty, you really sold me here?"
Duan De said with a faint smile, "Don't scold me now. You might even thank me in the future."
"What do you mean?"
Duan De said meaningfully, "This is a blessing that others can't ask for. Kid, you should be content. If I was a few years younger, you might not have the chance."
The lady with a red mole between her eyebrows smiled sweetly. She glanced at Duan De and said, "If you are willing to stay, I will entertain you well."
"Forget it. My old arms and legs can't take it. We will meet again." Duan De left without looking back.
Ye Fan shouted from behind, "I know where the old lunatic is …"
However, Duan De ignored him and disappeared quickly, leaving him here completely.
"Wicked Daoist, just you wait …"
"My name is Qin Yao. Little brother, don't be afraid. We won't hurt you." The lady with a red mole between her eyebrows pinched his cheek gently and smiled. "Don't worry."
Qin Yao? Could she be a demon transformed from a mutated bird? Ye Fan muttered in his heart.
"I would like to ask if the heart that flew out of the tomb is in your hands?"
Qin Yao's skin was like warm jade. Her veil fluttered, and her graceful immortal body was faintly discernible. She smiled sweetly and said, "You know quite a lot. That's right. The Demon Monarch's heart is indeed in our hands."
Ye Fan was shocked and said, "So you're saying that there's an extremely beautiful and almost perfect woman guarding this place?"
Qin Yao revealed a strange expression and said, "You even know this? She is the descendant of the Demon Monarch and has a high status. How did you know?"
Ye Fan was very excited and said, "Is there a youth of the same age as me here?"
Qin Yao was a little surprised. Her jet-black hair fluttered in the wind, making her jade-like skin look even fairer and more exquisite. Flower petals swirled around her, sparkling and translucent, and a sweet fragrance assailed her nostrils. However, she was more beautiful than a flower. She smiled faintly and said, "You really know a lot." She did not go into details.
"I want to see that youth of the same age as me!"
"Sorry, he is in seclusion. I'm afraid he can't meet you." Although Qin Yao was alluring and had a smile on her face, she refused without hesitation.
"I want to see the descendant of the Demon Monarch." Since he couldn't meet Pang Bo, Ye Fan had to settle for the next best thing — to see that perfect lady.
Qin Yao's voice was magnetic and very pleasant. She said, "Of course you can see her. I was going to send you to her."
"You were going to send me to her? Why?" Ye Fan felt that something was wrong.
"It's a good thing for you. If you are chosen, you will be high up. You are really blessed."
The surrounding ladies all laughed. They were all enchanting and had a natural charm. Their faces were like flowers, their skin was creamy, and their necks were slender. Their arms were like jade, sparkling and full of luster. Their legs were slender and straight, and the transparent gauze couldn't cover them at all. Their waists were slim, and they were shaking with laughter.
Ye Fan was brought to the depths of the Peach Blossom Forest. This was the back mountain of the Mystic Yuan Sect. It was especially tranquil and tranquil. Waves of holy aura pervaded the air. There were some beautiful ladies leading the way.
After passing through a canyon, they arrived in front of a jade-green mountain range. Specks of holy light rippled over. All the plants were like jade carvings, flickering with a strange radiance. This place was different from the others.
Right in front of them, there was a mountain overflowing with colorful lights. That place was filled with mist and multicolored lights. A pavilion was suspended high above, and in the pavilion, there was a flawless lady standing there. Her eyes were like water, and the mist was hazy as she looked down.
Her skin was like ice and bones were like jade without a single flaw. Her body was straight and elegant like the most perfect masterpiece of the heavens. Her clothes were whiter than snow, and her black hair danced in the wind. She was like a goddess of the moon that had descended to the mortal world.
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