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Chapter 64

Words:1858Update:22/06/29 06:25:07

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After making up his mind, Yun Fan found an empty house and took out the Ice Silkworm Crane Feather Coat from the storage ring. He put it on and put on a black robe.

After the previous battle, Yun Fan realized the importance of being careful. If he encountered danger in this treasure hunt, he should be able to save his life with the defensive ability of the Ice Silkworm Crane Feather Coat.

After packing up, Yun Fan did not rush to the destination. At this time, more and more disciples came to the town. Everyone was walking on the street. He planned to wait for most of the people to settle down before starting the treasure hunt to avoid unnecessary trouble.

He patiently waited for the night to fall. When the sky was completely dark, Yun Fan rushed out of the room like a ghost under the cover of the night. He jumped forward on the treetops, roofs, and walls.

Yun Fan was always moving quickly in the southwest direction, and the frequency of the light pattern on the token was also getting faster and faster.

After flying for the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, when Yun Fan stepped on a roof, the energy patterns emitted by the token almost merged into one. Suddenly, a blue light shone brightly.

This was a house with a separate courtyard. At the entrance of the big house, there were two cast copper beasts with lion heads and tiger bodies. There were two side rooms on the left and right. There was a plaque hanging on the door beam of the main house with four big words written on it: There is no demon in the world!

These four big words were written with bold and powerful strokes. After staring at it for a long time, one could feel the endless fighting spirit contained in it, which was daunting.

"It seems that the destination is the house below." Yun Fan swallowed. He was a little expectant and nervous.

The area of this house was much larger than the surrounding houses, and it was relatively well-preserved. It seemed that the former owner of this house was a very important person.

However, just when Yun Fan was about to jump down and enter the main house, he suddenly felt several fluctuations of spiritual power coming from the door.

"Someone is here?"

Yun Fan frowned and held his breath. He crouched down and secretly observed the situation in the house.

His mind was on the token just now. At this time, he felt that there was a cultivator in the house under his feet.

"Is it another participating disciple?"

Yun Fan thought for a moment and felt that the person in the room was more likely to be a participating disciple.

This town had been abandoned for more than a thousand years. It was almost impossible for anyone to survive here.

After that, the voices that came from the inner sect confirmed Yun Fan's guess.

A man said, "Senior Brother Mo, I didn't expect that kid, Yun Fan, to grow so quickly. If we were to fight one on one, I'm afraid I wouldn't be his match."

Another stiff male voice said with disdain, "Hmph, under the guidance of the Saintess, such growth is nothing. Now that it is the Inner Disciple Season, without the protection of the Saintess, he is nothing!"

The first man said respectfully, "Senior Brother Mo is right. The inner sect competition is destined to be our Nangong Clan's home ground. Let that brat Yun Fan be proud for a few days. After a while, I, Nangong Lin, will be able to twist that brat's head off with one hand! "

Nangong Mo said unhappily, "Noisy! Young Master Ling Feng has ordered that only he can take Yun Fan's head. The others are not to interfere. Those who violate the rules will be punished! "

Nangong Lin said submissively, "Yes, yes! Since it is the Young Master's order, I naturally do not dare to overstep … "

Nangong Mo said, "Keep quiet. If you affect the Young Master's refining, neither of us can bear the responsibility. The Inner Disciple Season this time will depend on the Young Master's glory!"

"…"

These words were transmitted to Yun Fan's ears without missing a single word.

Through these conversations, Yun Fan also confirmed that the people who occupied this house were none other than the Nangong Clan.

The Nangong Clan was famous in the South Flame Continent for their alchemy skills. Many of the Nangong Clan's juniors entered the Fire Spirit Sect. Firstly, they could learn from each other's strengths to make up for their shortcomings. Secondly, they wanted to get closer to each other.

If Yun Fan guessed correctly, there was a small team of five in the room, and these five people should all be from the Nangong Clan.

The leader of this small team was the 'Young Master' that the two of them had mentioned. This Young Master was probably an old acquaintance of his — Nangong Lingfeng.

Speaking of which, it was really a small world. Yun Fan did not expect that he would actually bump into Nangong Lingfeng and the others when he followed the treasure here.

Yun Fan originally wanted to secretly take the treasure and leave. Now, it seemed that it was impossible unless he chased Nangong Lingfeng and the others away.

However, putting aside whether he could defeat the five people in the house, the town was a safe zone that prohibited fighting.

Moreover, the Inner Disciple Season had a clear rule that all the houses in the town were first come, first served. As long as there was a fluctuation of spiritual energy in the house, it would be regarded as private property.

Without the permission of the owner, no one could enter without permission. Violators would be immediately disqualified and would be severely punished.

Yun Fan squatted on the roof and used his hand to rub his chin as he muttered to himself, "Young Master Ling Feng … alchemy skills … this young master wants to see what kind of tricks these fellows are playing …"

Smiling slightly, Yun Fan decided not to act rashly and alert the enemy for the time being. He would first find a house nearby to stay and secretly observe the movements of Nangong Lingfeng and the others.

In any case, the treasure was there. Other than him, there was no second person who knew about it. He was not in a hurry to get it.

After a night of silence, Yun Fan found an empty house nearby and read for the entire night. This allowed the Flame-Splitting Ruler's experience bar to increase by a small portion.

What made Yun Fan even more satisfied was that the spiritual energy in his body was becoming more abundant. On top of the solidified fourth layer of the Spirit Ocean, a fifth layer of the Spirit Ocean was faintly condensed!

Lazily stretching his waist, Yun Fan realized that he actually felt refreshed after not sleeping for the entire night. It seemed that not only did reading not tire him out, but it also restored his energy and physical strength.

At this moment, there were already quite a number of disciples who had formed groups and walked out of the surrounding houses one after another. They walked out of the town and began their cultivation journey.

Yun Fan was not in a hurry to act. Instead, he sat leisurely in the room and observed the movements in the huge courtyard through the window.

Time passed by. For the entire morning, he did not see anyone come out of the huge courtyard. However, just as Yun Fan thought that he would return empty-handed today, he suddenly saw a group of three people slowly walking out of the huge courtyard.

The person in the lead looked like a handsome young master. However, he had a head of long white hair like that of an old man. Who else could it be but Nangong Lingfeng?

"Hehe, little guy, you are finally willing to come out."

Seeing Nangong Lingfeng again, Yun Fan's eyes lit up. Seeing that the former was about to walk away, he quickly jumped out of the house and quickly followed.

After following them for a while, Yun Fan realized that Nangong Lingfeng and the others did not seem to intend to leave the town. Instead, they were walking towards the center of the town.

"This young master wants to see what kind of medicine you are selling in your gourd …"

Yun Fan smiled faintly and quickly followed again. Normally, disciples would form groups and go out of the town to hunt Evil Souls in order to grow quickly. However, Nangong Lingfeng and the others were doing the opposite. It was obvious that they had other intentions.

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