Am I the only good person in this cultivation world?

Yao Han's expression remained unchanged, calm and composed.

"As the saying goes, there is a sequence to learning and each profession has its own expertise. I am not very talented, although my cultivation level is a notch below, but when it comes to formations, I am sure I have some skill. Please forgive my poor performance."

"Oh?"

Zhang Pan raised an eyebrow, her smile chilling:

"As far as I know, in Dongling, there seems to be only Master Qin Fangbei of the Nianxuan Sect who looks so young and has also studied array formations. And he has at least the mid-Foundation Establishment cultivation. Where did you come from, fellow Daoist?"

"Master Qin's talent is beyond my reach; I am but a humble cultivator from the mountains. As for age, fellow Daoist, are you new to the world of cultivation? Don't you know that appearances can be deceiving? The Blazing Child of Flying Dragon Valley is a Nascent Soul cultivator over five hundred years old, yet he still looks like a child. Would you call him 'child' when you meet him in person?"

"Huff...huff...Senior Brother Zhang, why waste words with this person! If he had closed this formation earlier, my magic weapon wouldn't have been broken!"

The male cultivator clutched his chest while glaring fiercely at Yao Han.

"This person is merely using the power of the formation to toy with us. How could a mere Qi Refining cultivator be associated with that old monster Fei Nan... We almost fell for his trick! We thought there was some senior expert living on this mountain. How laughable! It seems we worried for nothing!"

The female cultivator also looked over with a grim expression, making no attempt to hide the murderous intent in her eyes.

"what!"

Seeing the fairy sister's sudden change of expression, Yao Ailan was startled and quickly shrank behind Yao Han:

"Sister, why..."

"Why? I was hoping you could put in a good word for your master, but it turns out he's such a cheap, worthless master."

The female cultivator scoffed a few times, her eyes filled with disdain for Yao Han:

"Although you are at the ninth level of Qi Refining, we still have Senior Brother Zhang, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, here. So what if you know some formations?"

"Junior Sister Zhao, don't be so absolute in your words."

After listening for a while, Zhang Pan's expression softened, and she even began to say some kind words:

"We still don't know your name, fellow Daoist. It would be a pity for someone of your talent to perish here. Why don't you join the Righteous Alliance with this little girl? The Alliance is currently in need of manpower, so joining us would not be an insult to you."

Yao Han smiled:

"Oh? What if I say no?"

"Fellow Daoist may have misunderstood something. What I said was not a suggestion, but an order."

Although Zhang Pan had a smile on her lips, a cold glint flashed in her eyes:

"This little girl possesses dual spiritual roots of fire and earth; with such talent, I am determined to take her away today. As for you, fellow Daoist, if you are unwilling..."

Zhang Pan stomped his right foot forward, and a Foundation Establishment stage spiritual pressure surged in all directions:

"Just die here!"

"Little girl, your master is only at the ninth level of Qi Refining. What can he teach you? Come back to our alliance, and a Foundation Establishment senior will take you as a disciple. You might even meet a Core Formation senior!" The female cultivator surnamed Zhao added.

Yao Ailan gripped Yao Han's clothes tightly, her eyes brimming with tears as she looked up at him.

"Great-great-grandfather... I don't want to go with them..."

Yao Han smiled, gently patted her arm with his hand behind his back, and casually transmitted his voice:

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

"Lan'er, you must remember what I'm about to say."

Yao Han sighed softly, her gaze returning to Zhang Pan:

"I have no intention of joining your alliance, but I am also unwilling to perish here. However, I have another question, and I wonder if you could answer it for me."

"What are you trying to say?"

Zhang Pan placed her hands in front of her chest, seemingly about to form a hand seal.

"The three of them are making such a big fuss, risking their lives to forcibly take a little girl at the first level of Qi Refining, and even want to take Yao with them. There must be more to this than just taking on disciples, right?"

"Hmph, fellow Daoist, being too clever isn't a good thing. You'd better behave yourself—"

Before Zhang Pan could finish speaking, Yao Han raised his right arm, swung his sleeve, and hurled a handful of talismans at him!

At the same time, Yao Han began to transmit his voice to Ai Lan:

"Attack when they are unprepared, take advantage of their surprise!"

"He threw an explosive tag... no, it also contained spirit stones. Let's retreat!"

A red light flashed in Zhang Pantong's eyes. Her divine sense activated instantly, discerning the opponent's attack, and she warned her companion:

"He's going to detonate! Spread out and defend! Don't try to fight him head-on!"

"Junior Sister Zhao, my defensive magic artifact is shattered!"

"Tsk, what a nuisance, hiding behind me!"

The three worked in perfect coordination, retreating with a whoosh to avoid the attack.

The spirit stones and talismans exploded in mid-air with a deafening roar. The intense flames and impact sent them flying backward, but they were not injured because they dodged in time.

"Prevention is better than cure."

In the instant of the deafening roar and the eruption of flames, a golden shield and a wisp of black smoke emerged from his body. These were the Golden Light Shield and the Netherworld Veil. Under their protection, the power of the explosion had no effect on Yao Han and Ai Lan, who stood firmly behind him.

"Openly repair the plank road while secretly crossing the Chencang pass."

Using the rising smoke to obscure his vision, Yao Han's eyes flashed with golden light. With a wave of his hand, a puppet shaped like a straw man leaped out from a nearby pile of weeds, holding a small flag in its hand!

"Oh no, this person is trying to restart the formation!"

The red light in Zhang Pan's eyes never faded. He kept observing the battle with his divine sense, and even through the smoke, he could see Yao Han's every move.

He patted the storage bag at his waist, and a small arrow glowing with fire appeared in his hand. With a powerful swing, the arrow turned into a blinding flash of fire and flew towards the puppet!

"You two, watch the trajectory of my arrows and destroy that battle flag first!"

"Yes, Senior Brother!"

The two responded in unison. The female cultivator summoned a three-foot-long sword, and the male cultivator offered up a bronze-colored bead. They quickly formed hand seals and charged forward with the flames!

They were truly terrified by the magic array, and their attack was now relentless.

Yao Han smiled slightly, seemingly unafraid that the other party would destroy the array flags, and continued to use his hands to command the puppets.

Another deafening roar erupted, and the puppet, along with the array flags, vanished into thin air amidst the flashing swords and pearls. However, the wind on the hillside did not subside; instead, it gradually intensified!

Zhang Pan was so focused on the puppet that he only glanced at Yao Han's face now, and the other man's expression made him feel a chill:

"Oh no, this is a trap! Let's get rid of this kid together!"

Veins bulged on Zhang Pan's forehead as he was enraged by Yao Han's teasing. In the blink of an eye, he summoned a long, brown-red spear engraved with gold patterns and threw it at Yao Han with a loud shout.

Flames billowed from the spearhead, and the magical energy surging through the spear was terrifying; it was clearly no ordinary magical weapon!

The spear transformed into a ferocious streak of fire, and in the blink of an eye, it was already within arm's reach!