Wanfa Daojun, starting from the Little Cloud and Rain Technique

Chapter 407 Sang Chen
Han Yan briefly recounted what happened back then, saying:
"These Earthly Fiend Sect cultivators are used to being arrogant, and they have secretly killed countless innocent people."

As a powerful force with Nascent Soul cultivators, they naturally have a sense of superiority when looking at other cultivators.

Liu Yu nodded and sighed softly:

"Indeed, I have seen several such incidents, and many cultivators have suffered losses but dared not speak out."

If he were a cultivator from the Southern Continent, he would probably have had many concerns and dared not fight back when he was bullied.

He turned his head and laughed, "Junior Brother's fighting skills far surpass those of others of the same level, which truly makes me feel ashamed."

If it weren't for the help of my senior and junior classmates, I probably wouldn't be able to see the sun tomorrow.

"Gentlemen, I am deeply grateful and will not hesitate to repay your kindness. If you ever need my assistance again, I will go through fire and water for you."

When he left the sect, he didn't want to travel with other cultivators, believing that he could handle any situation with his own skills and wit.

He encountered many dangers along the way, but he managed to overcome them all. However, this time, he experienced the frustration of having no way to overcome human limitations.

If he hadn't encountered fellow disciples, his life would have been in grave danger.

Ji An smiled and said:

"Senior brother, you flatter me. The meaning of being fellow disciples is to help and support each other. A few days ago, I hunted a Chaoyuan stage demon beast, which tasted very delicious. Let's have a few drinks later and reminisce about what has happened since we last met."

Most of the spiritual items brought from the sect have been used up, but there is still a considerable amount of spiritual wine left, amounting to over a thousand catties.

Liu Yu laughed heartily, "How wonderful it is to be able to taste the spirit wine of Crimson Flame Peak again today!"

He changed the subject, speaking cautiously:
"Junior brother, these Earthly Fiend Sect cultivators also have fellow disciples. Perhaps they have some special means of communication with each other."

I think it's best to move somewhere else; it might not be safe here.

He was not afraid of enemies of the same level, but when it came to Nascent Soul sects, he had to be careful and could not be too cautious.

Han Yan pointed to the setting sun, then drew a circle with her hand and smiled:

"Junior brother, do you know where this is? This is the Thousand-Ren Mountain Range, which contains countless caves that connect to the Netherworld."

Every night at midnight, a chilling wind rises from the ground, clashing with the spiritual energy of the mountains, leaving no trace of it by the next day.

She understood the other person's concerns, but this mountain range was a natural hiding place that could erase all traces.

Unless you're incredibly lucky and happen to meet them face-to-face, it's extremely difficult to find a single person amidst the mountains and valleys.

The three rode on clouds and arrived at the carved-out cave. Ji An parted the vines that were covering it and laughed:

"To make it easier to consume the qi, we have carved out more than twenty caves, which are distributed throughout the mountains."

They would stay in each cave for an average of half a month before moving on to the next one.

They entered the cave, cooked meat and warmed wine, and began to talk.

Liu Yu took a sip of wine and sighed:

"Since leaving the sect to travel, I have been eating wind and drinking dew all the way. It is still more comfortable for me to live here with my junior brother."

By the way, junior brothers, when do you plan to return to the sect?

He was subtly inquiring about the other two's cultivation progress. All three were in the stage of absorbing earth and circulating qi, and after the divine palace was perfected, they needed to open the golden palace.

To quickly improve one's cultivation level, a stable environment is essential. The growth rate of his Fire Element Divine Palace core is significantly faster than that of his Earth Element Divine Palace.

Han Yan interjected, "Junior Brother Liu may not know this, but Junior Brother Ji broke through to the fourth level of the Chaoyuan realm a few days ago."

Now, living and circulating qi amidst these mountains and secluded valleys, if it weren't for my burden, I could have returned to my sect by now.

"So fast?!"

Liu Yu blurted out that he was still at the second stage of the Chaoyuan realm, while his opponent had already reached a new high. The gap between them was showing a growing trend.

He was extremely shocked. Logically speaking, the higher the realm, the slower the speed of cultivation breakthrough. The other party's behavior did not follow this common sense at all.

Ji An nodded slightly and explained:

"When I left the sect, I had already been developing the Earth Element Divine Palace for seven or eight years, and I had also exchanged a lot of pills with my minor merits, so my progress was not slow."

With sufficient minor merit, he obtained several times more pills than the two opponents, so his cultivation speed could not possibly slow down.

The aroma of meat wafted from the bronze cauldron, and the group began to feast.

After having eaten and drunk their fill, the three of them tidied up and began to take stock of their spoils.

Han Yan slightly pursed her lips and said:
"We're really poor; there's only one Cave Void Stone for four people."

You should know that they obtained a total of eight Void Stones in the last battle.

Ji An smiled and said:

"They are all cultivators at the first or second stage of the Chaoyuan realm, so it's normal for them to be poor."

I spent a lot of time trying to obtain a Void Stone, and in the end, I only managed to get it because I happened to run into a few disciples trading at the Treasure Pavilion.

"Senior sister, you are an alchemist; you probably don't know the hardships ordinary cultivators face."

Improving one's cultivation level does not necessarily mean that one's economic situation will improve.

If a cultivator doesn't have a good skill to rely on, and is also not good at fighting, they will live a very hard life.

Because higher-level cultivators require resources that match their level, the prices are much higher.

Han Yan raised an eyebrow slightly and retorted with a smile:
"Junior brother is even less likely to understand the difficulties faced by such cultivators."

Crimson Flame Peak can be said to be the most valuable training ground of the sect, possessing a large number of second-tier spiritual plants, giving one the feeling of picking up spirit stones on the spot.

Liu Yu nodded and echoed:

"What Senior Sister says is true. Junior Brother Ji is even less likely to understand the plight of others."

Ji An scratched his head, "I was poor back then, I couldn't even afford a single spirit stone."

"I do not believe!"

After exchanging a few jokes, Han Yan said again:
“Junior Brother Ji has contributed a great deal, so this Void Stone should belong to him. What does Junior Brother Liu think?”

"Of course I have no problem with that."

Liu Yu replied that Junior Brother Ji single-handedly dealt with three cultivators and beheaded four black zombies, contributing the most in the battle.

Besides, once you get the Void Stone, you still need to figure out how to open it, which will cost you extra resources.

There was no dispute over the distribution, so Ji An kept the Cave Void Stone, and everyone continued to count the spoils.

The enemy's storage bag contained four portions; Ji An took two portions, and the others each took one.

There were also a few body bags, which Liu Yu took to a distance and burned.

The corpse-raising bag is similar to the spirit beast bag, but it can only be used to store refined corpses and cannot store other living things. Keeping it in your possession is a disaster.

The group chatted about their cultivation at the Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment stages. Before they knew it, more than two hours had passed, and the sound of howling wind came from outside the cave.

Liu Yu had never been to this mountain range before. After stepping out of the cave and experiencing the bone-chilling cold for a while, he smiled and returned to the cave.

"Indeed, their auras are connected, and their spiritual connection is indistinguishable."

He was completely relieved. Even if the cultivators from the Earthly Fiend Sect were to find this place, searching for their traces would be like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Han Yan said:

“Junior brother, stay here for a few years to avoid trouble, and then go out after a few years. Here, you can eat the earth and cultivate your qi without having to run around.”

Liu Yu asked politely:
"Is this convenient?"

He was worried that he might delay the other person's cultivation, which would make him seem impolite. "Of course it's convenient. Junior Brother Ji doesn't need to cultivate earth energy right now. This mountain range can support two cultivators without any problem."

Besides, this is unclaimed land. Even if unfamiliar cultivators come to feed on our energy, we won't drive them away.

"Thank you for your kindness, Senior Sister."

Liu Yu gladly accepted the offer, taking this opportunity to reflect and recharge.

Inside the cave, the lamps burning with the oil of demonic beasts emitted a ghostly blue light.

Sanza clutched his thigh in agony. Although the severed limb had been reattached, the excruciating pain surged like waves crashing against the riverbank.

Cold sweat beaded on his forehead, and his lips were pale.

The enemy's magical artifact incinerated part of the flesh and bone in the wound, and now the two legs are no longer the same length.

Even if he fully recovered from his injuries, he would still be a cripple, and the thought of this fueled his anger even more.

In the Southern Continent, there was actually a cultivator who didn't give face to the Earthly Fiends Sect. He was used to being arrogant and domineering and had never thought of this before.

Another wave of pain hit him, causing his lips to twitch in agony.
“Those good-for-nothings, Li Ergou and his gang, haven’t heard from us in three days. Could it be that they’ve lost track of him and are too scared to come back to see us?”

"Father, you must avenge me!"

Sang Chen's face darkened. A cultivator had actually injured his son, which was tantamount to slapping him in the face.

Upon receiving the news, he immediately dispatched his trusted disciples to track down the suspect.

The cultivators of the Earthly Fiend Sect have a special tracking method that allows them to track each other's whereabouts.

If saving his son wasn't the most important thing, he would have chased after them himself.

Hearing his son's wails, he felt both heartache and anger:
"You idiot! A cultivator at the third stage of the Chaoyuan realm, with a top-grade defensive magic weapon by your side, how could you be successfully ambushed by the enemy? You're going to drive me crazy!"

He regretted spoiling the child too much, which had fostered an arrogant and domineering personality.

He was worried that his son would cause trouble, so he gave the other party two Golden Core stage talismans for protection, one for attack and one for defense. Unexpectedly, he didn't even need to use them before the other party had his leg cut off.

"You're too arrogant. Go back and reflect on your actions. If the enemy you encountered a few days ago had been stronger, you would be dead!"

Sanza's cries of agony grew even more agonizing:

"Father, no matter how many mistakes your son has made, he is still your flesh and blood. You must avenge me!"

"You don't need to tell me, your two senior brothers who are at the fourth level of the Chaoyuan stage will definitely kill the enemy to avenge you."

Sangza gritted his teeth, his twisted face contorted with rage:

"That's too lenient on him. He should be captured alive and tortured to death bit by bit."

“Anyone who holds back in battle is a fool. I have ordered them to bring back the enemy's corpses.”

If preserved intact, you can use it to create a zombie.

As the father and son were discussing this, a voice came from outside the cave:
"Master, your disciple A-Hu requests an audience."

Sang Chen smiled slightly, "Your senior brother is back, he must have brought good news."

He unlocked the barrier, "Come in."

"Meet the Master."

Two burly, similar-looking cultivators spoke in unison. They had gold rings around their ears and noses, making them look extremely fierce.

"No need for formalities. Are the enemy's corpses well-preserved?"

Sangza's eyes flashed with anger as he interrupted:

Where are Li Ergou and the others?

He didn't see any followers come in, and sensed that there was no one outside the cave, which made him even angrier.

If the others had been more alert and fulfilled their duty to protect him, he wouldn't have been injured!

Liu Ahu lowered his head and said in a muffled voice:

“Master, your disciple is incompetent. Ah Bao and I tracked them all the way to the Thousand-Ren Mountains, where the energy was so mixed that we lost our trail.”

We searched the mountains for two days but found no fellow disciples or other clues, so we have no choice but to return and report to you.

Sangza roared in exasperation, "The place where I had the accident is more than 800 miles away from the Thousand-Ren Mountains, and Li Ergou and the others chased for so far but still couldn't catch up!"

His agitated state and violent movements aggravated his wounds, causing him to scream like a pig being slaughtered.

He knew the situation in the Thousand-Ren Mountains very well, and now he could only hope that Li Ergou and the others would track down the enemy.

Ah Hu lowered his head and remained silent, thinking to himself:

'You incompetent fool, you actually got ambushed, and you still have the nerve to criticize others? Besides, the cultivators who hang out with you are bound to be all ugly and monstrous.'

He felt contempt in his heart, but showed no sign of it on his face, maintaining a respectful demeanor.

His master doted on this only son, and he didn't want to offend him, so he tried to keep his distance as much as possible when they were together.

Ah Bao's eyes darted around a few times before he said:

"Master, I think we should inquire with the sect to see if Li Ergou and the others have met with misfortune."

In his view, several fellow disciples had chased down a cultivator who had exhausted his magical power, only to have the cultivator escape to the Thousand-Ren Mountain Range. They should have sent someone back to report after one night.

We haven't received any news from Master yet, but it's very likely that something has already happened to our fellow disciples.

Sang Chen's eyes were terrifyingly gloomy, and he said in a deep voice:

"I will personally go to the Thousand-Ren Mountains later to see if I can find any clues."

"Zha'er, carefully recall the appearance of the cultivator who attacked you, and record it in the jade slip. Be as detailed as possible, clearly describing any distinctive features or temperament."

The fact that the enemy was able to escape into the Thousand-Ren Mountains basically meant that the pursuit had failed.

In that environment, if you persist for just one night, all traces of human presence will disappear.

Sangza began to recall Liu Yu's appearance and record it into the jade slip, revising it dozens of times before he felt it was about right.

He handed the jade slip to his father, saying bitterly:

"Father, if you track him down, you must capture him alive."

Sang Chen took the jade slip, placed it on his forehead, imprinted the image into his mind, then made a copy, and took out his own token to hand over to his disciple.

"Ah Hu, send a message to the sect to inquire whether the soul lamps of Li Ergou and the others are functioning properly."

If my pursuit fails, you two will take my token and personally travel to all the forces that the sect is on friendly terms with, asking them to help identify whether this is a cultivator with this face.

He was willing to put aside his pride to find the monk who had harmed his son.

Judging solely from appearances, many innocent people would inevitably be implicated, but he couldn't afford to worry about that anymore.

After thinking for a moment, Sang Chen said again:
"This cultivator is a Chaoyuan stage cultivator, please note this."

“Yes, ma’am,” Ah Hu replied.

“Father,” Sangza said, trembling, “the monk who attacked me doesn’t sound like he’s from the Southern Continent.”

He understood that his father wanted to find out the target's identity, but since the other party was not a cultivator from the Southern Continent, he probably wouldn't be able to find any useful information.

Sang Chen's eyes widened suddenly, and she slapped her son hard across the face.

(End of this chapter)