Ye Fan and Pang Bo suppressed Han Feiyu, and everyone's jaws dropped to the ground. In everyone's eyes, these two eleven or twelve-year-old youths were "a mess". They clearly did not cultivate the source of divine power, but they beat up an elder's grandson until he was stunned and almost crippled. Many people watching were dumbfounded.
"These two are too ferocious!"
"They're only eleven or twelve years old, how can they have such divine power?"
"Fighting with their bare hands, suppressing Han Feiyu, and even knocking away the Greenwood Treasure Seal that Elder Han gave him. This is unbelievable!"
The crowd was in a heated discussion.
At this moment, even the disciples who joined the sect earlier and had a high cultivation base were paying attention to the situation here. They were in an uproar when they heard that Elder Han's grandson, Han Feiyu, was beaten up.
"Those two teenagers look so delicate, but why are they so ferocious? You really can't judge a book by its cover …"
Ye Fan and Pang Bo had been keeping a low profile, but now they had become the focus of everyone's attention. The other disciples at the bottom of the cliffs also gathered around after hearing about the situation, wanting to see these two ferocious people.
"What? That Pang Bo is an immortal seedling?"
Everyone was shocked when they heard the news. The disciples who joined the sect earlier all knew what the Immortal Seedlings meant. They were the future inheritors and hope of the Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven. They were influential figures who could lead the sect to glory.
"He's an immortal seedling. No wonder he's so brave and talented."
"Han Feiyu has kicked an iron plate this time. He won't be able to take revenge even if he wants to in the future. He can only swallow his anger …"
Now, everyone looked at Pang Bo with complicated expressions. They couldn't tell what they were feeling. Many people quickly made up their minds to befriend Pang Bo in the future.
At this moment, Ye Fan and Pang Bo did not stay idle. They ignored the gazes of the crowd and picked up the small jade bottles on the ground one by one. There were more than thirty bottles of the Hundred Herbs Liquid. The few youths who started the fight were stabbed into the mud by Ye Fan and Pang Bo, but the Hundred Herbs Liquid that they had snatched were all left behind.
New disciples could only receive one bottle of the Hundred Herbs Potion every three months. One could imagine how precious it was. Now that the two of them had received more than thirty bottles, the people around them were envious.
"Those guys who managed to form Divine Inscriptions should have even better things on them …"
Ye Fan and Pang Bo weren't satisfied. They turned their gazes towards the youths who were stuck in the mud. These youths had all cultivated divine energy and had nurtured a divine imprint in the sea of bitterness. Their cultivation bases were a level higher than ordinary disciples, and they were definitely richer than those youths.
The two of them looked at each other and began to "pull out the scallions". They pulled the five youths out of the quagmire and searched their bodies one by one.
"Why do they only have a few bottles of Hundred Herbs Potion with them?"
Ye Fan and Pang Bo searched their bodies and found that each of them only had five bottles of Hundred Herbs Potion, which was less than what they had obtained earlier. Their dissatisfied expressions made the surrounding people speechless.
Today, every cliff had distributed the Hundred Herbs Potion. The amount of Hundred Herbs Potion they received was naturally different according to the level of their cultivation bases. It was already not bad for these youths to receive five bottles each.
Li Fei and Wang Jing hadn't left yet and saw everything. They looked at each other and didn't know what to say. They had never seen such an unconventional disciple.
At this moment, the youths were lying on the ground like a pile of mud. They still didn't have the strength to get up. After Ye Fan and Pang Bo finished searching them, they looked at each other and threw them back into the lotus pond again. However, this time they didn't fall headfirst as they were afraid that they might die if they stayed for too long. After that, they also pulled out the youths and threw them into the muddy water.
Finally, Ye Fan and Pang Bo came to the front of the Greenwood Treasure Seal and tried to push it. They felt that it was too heavy. Even though they could lift it up, they couldn't use it to fight. After kicking it twice, they left.
Everyone was dumbstruck. These two people were simply like locusts. They didn't panic in public, and they actually wanted to take the Greenwood Seal away after they finished robbing all of them …
"Senior Li Fei, Senior Wang Jing, thank you so much!" Ye Fan and Pang Bo shouted from afar after squeezing out of the crowd. They then quickly left.
Han Feiyu's face was ashen. He was furious. He didn't even put away the Greenwood Treasure Seal. He directly walked toward a valley in the depths of the Spirit Ruin Wonderland.
The valley was very spacious. There were medicinal fields everywhere. Strange flowers and herbs were planted everywhere. The medicinal fragrance and spiritual energy were dense. The whole valley was filled with rare medicinal herbs. There were no other plants. When all kinds of spirit herbs grew, the medicinal fragrance and plant essence overflowed, turning this place into a spiritual valley.
On the way, some medicinal disciples bowed to Han Feiyu, but he ignored them. With a gloomy face, he directly went to a cave in the depths of the valley. The medicinal fragrance here was even stronger. In front of the cave, there were eighteen medicinal cauldrons that were half the height of a person. It was unknown what kind of metal they were made of, but they looked simple and heavy.
"Yu 'er, how did you end up like this?" An old voice came from the depths of the cave. The person didn't come out, but it seemed like he could sense everything outside.
"One of those two people is a seedling immortal …" Han Feiyu stood outside the cave. He gnashed his teeth and reported to his Great Uncle in detail.
"If I knew that they had eaten the divine medicine earlier, I only needed to make them release some blood. Unfortunately, I received the news too late. Now there is a bit of trouble. " After saying this, Elder Han became silent. After a long time, he spoke again: "That seedling immortal … Don't provoke him. As for the other one, let's wait and see."
"Great Uncle, you mean …" Han Feiyu's eyes suddenly shot out two rays of light.
"What I mean is, you don't need to do anything right now. Cultivate properly first." After saying that, there was no more sound in the cave. It was completely silent.
"Yes!" Han Feiyu didn't want to give up, but he didn't dare to go against Elder Han. He bowed and left.
Ye Fan and Pang Bo returned to their residence and began to count their spoils. In total, they got 66 bottles of Hundred Grasses Liquid. This was definitely a windfall.
"The Surname Han really is a good person …" The two of them praised.
After sorting out the bottles, Ye Fan and Pang Bo slowly calmed down. Even though they defeated Han Feiyu's group today, they felt a strong sense of danger. With just a strong body and the power of an elephant, they might be able to dominate among mortals. However, against people with divine powers and mysterious techniques, they lacked flexibility and were no match for them.
Right now, they had to cultivate, open up the sea of bitterness, connect with the wheel of life, and let the heavenly spring flow. Only when the source of divine power was under their control could they truly become stronger. That was the foundation of a cultivator.
After this sense of danger, the two of them desperately wanted to become stronger and cultivate even harder. In the next two days, Pang Bo drank six bottles of Hundred Grasses Liquid. Together with the mysterious techniques recorded in the Dao Canon, his sea of bitterness finally grew. However, after drinking the seventh bottle, he suddenly felt something was wrong. His sea of bitterness was in chaos, and he felt like he was being stabbed by needles.
"Oh no, more haste, less speed. The Imparting Elder said that the new disciples can't handle too much Hundred Grasses Liquid. One bottle every three months, it makes sense … "Pang Bo's forehead was covered in sweat as he struggled to hold on.
"I'll go find someone." Ye Fan was about to push open the door and leave.
"No need, I can grit my teeth and endure it." Pang Bo insisted. He endured for half a day before the pain slowly subsided. He smiled bitterly, "It seems like we can only eat one mouthful at a time and walk one step at a time. Normal disciples drink one bottle every three months, but I, an immortal seedling, drank six to seven bottles in two days. It's already heaven-defying. "
At this point, Pang Bo showed a strange expression and said, "You also drank six to seven bottles, but why don't you feel any pain? Instead, you're getting more and more energetic. What's going on? Isn't there any ripple in the sea of bitterness?"
Ye Fan shook his head. His Wheel of Life and the sea of bitterness were still silent without any ripples. The only benefit of cultivating the Dao Canon was that his mental Qi was getting more and more energetic.
"There's nothing strange after drinking six to seven bottles. It seems like it's still within the acceptable range. Ye Fan, continue to increase the amount. Who knows, there might be some miraculous effect."
"How can I do that? It's a waste to drink more Hundred Grasses Liquid with my physique. Instead of that, it's better to leave it for you to have a breakthrough. You'll be able to reach a higher realm as soon as possible."
"Don't worry. Since they've confirmed that I'm an immortal seedling, they'll definitely give me more Hundred Grasses Liquid in the future. Elder Wu Qingfeng has said more than once that a cultivator's state of mind is very important. He clearly knows of my potential, but he doesn't want me to have a sense of superiority. He sent me to the Cliff of Spirit Ruins to learn. This is enough to show the problem. The reason why he's doing this now is definitely to sharpen my mind. I believe that everything will change in the future, and there will definitely be no shortage of Hundred Grasses Liquid. "
Pang Bo's words were very reasonable. Ye Fan no longer refused. There was no need for formalities between the two and they began to drink large amounts of Hundred Grasses Liquid.
One bottle, two bottles, three bottles … …
Ye Fan silently circulated the mysterious technique recorded in the Dao Canon. At this moment, he didn't feel anything strange, but a strange change was slowly happening in his body … …
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