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After exchanging pleasantries, Yi Chen now finally knew a few details about his companions.

The leader, a woman in a green robe named Qing Yan, was the only daughter of the Great Elder of the Qingyue Sword Sect. As for the other three Qing Fan was a fellow sect member and senior brother to Qing Yan, while Lu Yun and Bai Ye were pursuers of the green-robed female cultivator.

All of them were no weaklings, each at the seventh level of the True Person Realm—Bai Ye, in particular, was halfway into the eighth level.

The four had a close relationship and bantered with each other along the way, which Yi Chen found quite amusing to watch.

"Brother Tiger One, please excuse Qing Yan's boldness, but may I ask what kind of Dao techniques you excel at? Are you proficient in Five Elements spells, sword techniques, or something else?"

"Although we determined the Dragon King Sect to be a counterfeit and evil cult, we still cannot underestimate them. Qing Yan wishes to maximize our combat effectiveness."

The group flew until they reached a winding mountain range, which spread across the land like a giant dragon, before stopping. The green-robed female cultivator turned to Yi Chen with an apologetic expression and asked.

"I guess I would be considered a body cultivator; I have some strength to speak of, but my skills are rather unremarkable compared to you all who come from major sects with numerous techniques at your disposal," Yi Chen replied humbly without lying.

"Brother, you're too modest. Despite coming from a lesser sect, you stand alongside us as equals. Since you are a body cultivator, we ask that you guard the front lines. If any fiends or heretical cultivators approach, you can strike them down."

"Rest assured, with the four of us here, we will surely protect you completely."

"Tiger One thanks you in advance, I'm grateful for your support," Yi Chen said with a smile, noncommittal.

After exchanging glances, the four green-robed cultivators seemed quite satisfied with Yi Chen's response; they had noticed his extraordinary physical strength and felt reassured having him as their last line of defense.

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Once the plan was set, the group proceeded on foot to avoid startling any foes and headed toward the distant mountains, led by a peculiar long-eared rabbit at the forefront.

This rabbit was the green-robed female cultivator's spirit pet. According to her, it was capable of finding the Dragon King Sect's main base, and its tracking skills were instrumental in their success.

The sky slowly darkened, leaving only a hint of light—the gold and white edges of the clouds that lingered after the sun had set.

By now, Yi Chen and his companions had been walking along the mountain for about an hour. They were all cultivators of deep cultivation and long breaths, not showing any signs of fatigue. However, as they ventured deeper, everyone, including Yi Chen, became increasingly cautious.

All of a sudden, the leading long-eared rabbit stopped and looked puzzled, making 'chirp-meow chirp-meow' sounds toward the green-robed female cultivator, its eyes showing a human-like confusion.

"Everyone, Xiao Mi says it can't sense the location anymore, but we should be close," said the female cultivator with a look of helplessness.

Upon hearing this, Yi Chen couldn't help but frown and casually tore a green snake, which was dangling from a tree branch and attempting to attack him, into two pieces.

"Don't panic, Sister Yan. I have a bit of skill in tracking and divining," Bai Ye, resplendent in his white clothes, raised his eyebrows with an air of puffed-up pride at that moment.

He took out a compass-like magic artifact and began to manipulate and twist it with a spell gesture.

"Follow me, everyone. If Xiao Mi cannot sense the location, it means there's a formation nearby that's blocking its senses."

After checking a couple of places, Bai Ye's demeanor took a slight turn, and he began to sweat nervously.

Lu Yun and Qing Fan, following behind him, shifted from their previous solemnity to a mocking amusement in their eyes.

The group navigated through the dense forest, twisting and turning until they arrived in front of a cliff and stopped at a distance.

Bai Ye then let out a long sigh of relief, wiping the sweat from his brow and smiling with satisfaction, "My friends, mission accomplished."

"I didn't expect that within Mount Lefan there was a natural maze-like formation. It nearly caught me off guard."

"Look here, everyone."

Seeing the female cultivator shift her attention to him, Bai Ye felt immensely pleased and confidently took out a green talisman, activating it with mana.

"Spirit Talisman Reveal, go!"

With a light shout, the ignited green talisman soared into the air, emitting complex mana fluctuations. It split into two, then four, quickly multiplying into hundreds that shot in all directions.

A sizzling sound filled the air as the talisman slowly burned. It danced and transformed mid-flight, eventually sticking together in the sky, forming a shape like an inverted giant bowl.

Soon after, the talisman exploded in a burst of flames, and a buzzing sound echoed through the air. A semi-transparent black barrier suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

Through the barrier, they could faintly see a secluded pond about an acre in size, quietly situated upon the earth.

"Bai Ye indeed has a unique set of skills, such sharp and mystical talisman techniques," Yi Chen marveled internally, recognizing that one can always learn from others.

While he possessed the ability to perceive anomalies, he did not constantly stretch his mental frequency to the limit, as it was also a burden for him, similar to how ordinary people do not walk around with clenched fists and tense muscles all the time.

It was only once Bai Ye brought him near this area that he sensed something amiss. If it were up to him to break the formation and reveal what was hidden, all he could do...was destroy it.

He blasted the nearby area with mana to destroy the reliance of the formation.

Bai Ye, far less powerful than him, was able to perceive the subtleties and break the formation with talismans.

If the formation were likened to a pendulum, Bai Ye's method was to insert an iron wedge between the gears, jamming the pendulum. Yi Chen would simply smash the pendulum to pieces...

However, there is no superiority in ways, as long as it works. Although he admired Bai Ye, Yi Chen did not let himself be distracted by it.

He couldn't learn it anyway...

"Brother Bai's talisman technique is indeed profound and inscrutable. Why don't we join forces and forcefully break this formation?" the woman in the green robe couldn't help but praise.

"Don't worry, I also know a bit about breaking formations. Perhaps I can save everyone some mana for the battle ahead."

"I'll be counting on my fellow daoists to protect the law for me this time."

At this moment, Bai Ye had already taken out his paper fan, with a confident smile as if to jest that the formation would soon be dust and smoke.

He knew all about Qing Yan's background—she was the beloved pearl of the hand of Qingyue Sword Sect's Grand Elder. The Grand Elder of the Qingyue Sword Sect was also the most promising to advance to the Daoist level among the sect's True Monarch experts.

If he could successfully win the beauty, it would be like gaining wealth, a spouse, and a land of laws in one go. Besides, he didn't mind marrying into a rich family.

Moreover, Qing Yan herself was extremely pretty. Bai Ye cast a covert glance particularly at her waist, hips, and slender feet, stirring something within him.

You can't trap a wolf without giving up your child; you can't get a wife without giving up your talisman.

Bai Ye took out a gold talisman with a pained expression, bit his fingertip, and dabbed blood on the talisman, immediately turning it from gold to red.

"Swiftly!"

Before his words finished, the blood talisman exploded into the semi-transparent black barrier.

A continuous crackling noise followed, and ten breaths later, the barrier shattered.

"Brother Bai truly lives up to his name as the 'Little Zhuge,' not only full of ingenuity but also proficient in many wonderful methods," Qing Yan couldn't hide a trace of admiration in her eyes seeing the formation broken.

Witnessing this scene, Lu Yun looked somber, while Qing Fan, a fellow sect member of Qing Yan, remained unaffected as always.

"Haha, modest tricks making everyone laugh, it's also due to the formation's nature of concealment."

"And it's thanks to my fellow daoists protecting the law that I could succeed."

"Now that the formation is broken, the people inside the Dragon King Sect must have sensed it. Let's get ready to eliminate these lowlifes."

Bai Ye gestured nonchalantly, speaking with great humility.

Just then, suddenly, fine bubbles emerged from the dark depths of the pool, a whirlpool appeared, and a giant black snake over ten meters long surfaced from the water, with a person in black sitting atop its head.

This person was shrouded in a pitch-black robe, wearing a hood and a black eyepatch tilted over one eye, revealing only a deep blue pupil, and staring coldly at Yi Chen and the others.

"So you're the Sect Hierarch of the Dragon King Sect, huh? Heh, to think there's also a little snake around the third level of the True Person Realm,"

"Heh, using the false name of the Black Evil Dragon King, committing endless evil deeds. Why don't you invite out the Dragon King? What about your subordinates? Don't you want them to come out and head to their deaths?"

"Fellow daoists, you never expected it, but all of this, I, Little Zhuge Bai Ye, have already seen through!"

Bai Ye enunciated each word, shaking his folding fan even more briskly.

Everyone couldn't help but let out a chuckle, only Yi Chen's expression was strange.

"Do my fellow daoists truly believe you have me cornered?" the person in the black robe smiled enigmatically.@@novelbin@@

"Otherwise, what? Just with your peak True Person Realm seventh layer cultivation and that Black Armor Xuan Snake under you?" Bai Ye said sarcastically, laughing coldly, "That little snake under you, in front of us, might make a pot of good soup."

At that moment, the Black Armor Xuan Snake suddenly spoke in human language, "Hierarch, this man says he wants to make soup out of me. What do you think?"

The person in the black robe gently alighted, level with the Xuan Snake, stroked its tongue softly, and said with a gentle smile, "It's not important what I think. What's important is what your grandfather thinks."

No sooner had the voice fallen than two massive snakes, each about two meters in diameter, surfaced from the water, their length underwater immeasurable, their cold eyes fixed on Yi Chen and the others, radiating the aura of the eight peaks of the True Person Realm.

At that instant, cold sweat broke out on Bai Ye's forehead.

Suddenly, he felt the depths of this mountain pond were so deep it could drown a person.