Fairy, help me cultivate.

Time passed second by second, and the teleportation array at the entrance of the treasure vault began to flash.

Chen Yao drew out the three damaged silver daggers and placed them around the teleportation array for a sneak attack.

The formation that Jiang Bailian entered stabilized slightly, and her groans ceased.

Jiang Wuyin's treasure-refining array shone brightly, filled with blue flames.

A cracking sound came from the teleportation array at the entrance.

Chen Yao looked around, then quickly hid behind a dragon-patterned cauldron. He picked up a useless magic weapon in his hand, inside which he concealed a Fire-Containing Spirit Token.

Soon, the teleportation array lit up, and cracks began to spread across it.

Chen Yao took a deep breath and made the silver dagger on the side of the formation even harder to spot.

With a sudden "whoosh," as if a ball of flame had sprung out of nowhere, a small opening was made in the teleportation array at the entrance of the treasure vault.

The magical artifacts and swords shone brightly first, and several Foundation Establishment disciples of the Jiang clan charged forward.

They narrowed their eyes when they saw the brightly lit array in the center of the treasure vault.

Chen Yao thought to himself that this was a good opportunity, and used a hidden silver dagger to stab forward.

The silver dagger streaked through the air, hurtling towards the neck of the nearest Foundation Establishment disciple. Only when it was right in front of him did the disciple sense the danger. He swung his longsword and with a "clang," deflected the silver dagger away, its silver light dimming.

But before he could relax even for a moment, he heard a cry of alarm.

He turned around at the sound and saw a cloud of trashy magical artifacts being swept towards him.

The group used their respective magical artifacts to defend themselves, and soon they cleaved and shattered most of those worthless artifacts.

"A mere trick, you think you can stop us with this trash... Ah!"

One of them spoke dismissively, but before he could finish, he was engulfed by a stream of fire from among those trashy magical artifacts.

The others were horrified to discover their companion had been burned to death. The silver dagger hidden nearby shot out again, this time easily piercing through both heads.

Chen Yao pressed his advantage, directly unleashing a sword aura with his Jade Sword.

His sword energy, learned from Xu Junyu, was naturally much stronger. The heads of the remaining Foundation Establishment disciples flew into the sky, their blood splattering all over the ground.

Chen Yao glanced at the damaged magical artifacts on the ground. Of the three silver daggers, only one remained. He quickly used his jade-handled sword to pick up the storage bags of several Foundation Establishment disciples and gathered the usable magical artifacts.

Several more Foundation Establishment disciples then entered, but Chen Yao killed them all using the same strategy.

He looked at the formation Jiang Bailian had entered, and there was still no change.

Jiang Wuyin's treasure-refining array was gradually losing its flames, but they were becoming more stable, clearly indicating that it had reached the stage of slow, gentle refining.

Looking from Chen Yao's perspective, Jiang Wuyin no longer had the excited and jubilant expression he had just displayed; his forehead and nose were covered in beads of sweat.

He couldn't help but feel anxious.

Just after he had roughly arranged the positions of the various magical artifacts, the teleportation array at the entrance of the treasure vault emitted a thunderous roar.

Jiang Guanglai was the first to rush in.

"What a superior teleportation array! It took so long to completely destroy it!"

He stared in disbelief as he looked around, and the first thing he saw was Jiang Bailian's array formation. His gaze was filled with surprise and doubt.

Then the teleportation array roared again, and a group of people rushed in.

Most of them were Foundation Establishment disciples, but Chen Yao could not sense the aura of a few of them; they were clearly either Golden Core or Nascent Soul cultivators.

Chen Yao's heart sank, and his brows furrowed in worry.

In this situation, even if you fight desperately, it will be in vain.

"This is a heaven-defying formation!"

One of the white-bearded old men said in astonishment.

"Hahaha, so Bai Lian is improving her talent? Don't disturb her! We'll capture her alive after she finishes!"

Jiang Guanglai laughed loudly, his fierce eyes flashed, and his sleeves billowed as he smashed straight at Jiang Wuyin's formation.

The defensive array set up by Jiang Wuyin lit up, blocking his attack.

Jiang Guanglai strode forward and charged.

Chen Yao quickly used the various magical artifacts he had prepared to interfere with his actions.

Jiang Guanglai laughed heartily, his sleeves swirling, creating a cacophony of clanging sounds as Chen Yao's magical artifacts shattered on the ground.

Chen Yao stiffened, as a whirlwind descended from behind him.

"Little thing, I spotted you here a while ago!"

Jiang Guanglai appeared behind Chen Yao without anyone noticing.

Chen Yao turned and swung his sword.

The sword energy swept into the whirlwind.

"what?"

Jiang Guanglai let out a surprised sound and flicked his finger at the Jade Sword.

Chen Yao's hand gripping the sword suddenly split open, and a string of blood beads gushed out.

He flew out and landed in front of Jiang Wuyin's formation. Upon closer inspection, he saw that the Jade Sword had been flicked away by Jiang Guanglai, leaving a deep crack.

"This young man possesses formidable swordsmanship, making him an excellent target for honing our skills."

One of the old men blocked Jiang Guanglai's advance.

"Anyway, we're waiting for Bai Lian, so whatever Second Brother says goes." Jiang Guanglai glared at Chen Yao, then tucked his sleeves in and put his hands behind his back.

He said fiercely to the Foundation Establishment disciples around him, "Go one by one, use him as a practice subject!"

"Boy, you are only allowed to use a sword. If you dare to use any other means, I will immediately twist your head off!"

Jiang Guanglai said viciously.

Chen Yao was furious, but he also knew that this was still a way to buy time.

Jiang Wuyin has reached a critical point in forging his sword. If he can buy some time, he might find a way to repel the enemy.

So Chen Yao pointed his sword diagonally at the ground and said, "Come on!"

Among the few people whose presence could not be sensed, a middle-aged Taoist stroked his beard, squinted, and nodded, saying, "This young man's demeanor is indeed extraordinary. It's just a pity that he is a member of the Kuanglu Sect."

As soon as he spoke, Jiang Guanglai and the others bowed their heads in respect, clearly indicating that he was the Nascent Soul cultivator in charge of this trip from the Qingxu Sect.

"Young fellow Daoist, I am Daoist Huan Yuan of the Qingxu Sect. Would you be willing to join my Qingxu Sect?"

Upon hearing what the middle-aged Taoist said, Jiang Guanglai and the others' expressions changed. They never expected that Huan Yuan, who had initially been hostile towards Chen Yao, would now suddenly show a fondness for his talent.

Chen Yao glanced at Jiang Bailian's formation and frowned.

He knew that if he agreed to the middle-aged Taoist priest's request, he might be able to save his life temporarily, but he would definitely lose his freedom.

Who knows, they might even be placed under some kind of restriction.

Thinking of this, Chen Yao sensed the demonic mark between his eyebrows, but it remained completely still.

The woman in the red dress still hadn't woken up; there was no hope for her.

"I am deeply honored to have gained the favor of Senior Huan Yuan. However, I have had several conflicts with the Qingxu Sect, which may put you in a difficult position."

He decided to engage in a war of words to stall for time.

Huan Yuan snorted coldly, "Since you've chosen your own death, don't blame others."

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Are you counting dog faces?

Chen Yao thought to himself, "This is a bad omen."

The Jiang family members had long been dissatisfied with Chen Yao's seemingly close relationship with Jiang Bailian, and they all excitedly gathered around.

One of the young men, who appeared to be in his early twenties, stood out from the crowd.

"I am Jiang Baihe, Fellow Daoist Chen, please enlighten me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of light emanated from his fingertips, directly targeting Chen Yao's eyes.

Chen Yao immediately realized that these people were planning to torture him to death little by little, and he was furious.

With a flick of his jade sword, he attacked Jiang Baihe's groin.

Jiang Baihe was terrified that Chen Yao would be so ruthless. He quickly reached out to protect his groin, but Chen Yao's middle finger had already reached between his eyebrows.

The sound of skull shattering rang out, and Chen Yao withdrew his middle finger, leaving a long trail of blood.

Jiang Baihe died.

Chapter 105 Jiang Wuyin, Spitting Out Blood

"How dare you! Die!"

Jiang Guanglai was completely enraged, and he swung his hands to create a violent whirlwind that pressed down on Chen Yao.

Before the gale even arrived, Chen Yao felt as if his head and face were about to be torn apart. If it weren't for the gold-embroidered black jade armor he was wearing, he probably would have already vomited blood.

He had no choice but to take another step back, intending to remind Jiang Wuyin.

Just then, Jiang Wuyin opened his eyes.

He sighed, pointed with his fingers, and finally slammed them into the ground.

When Jiang Guanglai's gust of wind swept to Chen Yao's feet, a crack appeared in the ground at his feet and quickly widened, separating Chen Yao and the other two from Jiang's group.

Jiang Guanglai waved his sleeve, urging a gale, but unexpectedly the gale suddenly stopped as it passed over the crack, as if it had been sucked into the crack.

"Formation?"

Huan Yuan frowned, carefully examining Jiang Wuyin: "It's not an array; this treasure vault was already refined long ago. Jiang Lianjiang truly lives up to his reputation..."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Guanglai roared in fury and unleashed a dozen or so wind balls. This time, the wind balls were even more powerful, but without exception, they were all absorbed by the crack.

"I don't believe that he, a mere mid-stage Golden Core cultivator, can really withstand us!"

He became determined to win.