The old woman continued to explain, "Legend has it that after the Immortal Pangu dissipated into the Dao, he left behind eight treasures."
"These eight treasures scattered into the elents that ford from his body."
"Gather these eight treasures, and everything will begin anew!"
Ye Fei, upon hearing this, narrowed his eyes slightly.
Begin anew, what does that an?
It brought to mind the interrogation of the Pangu Sect disciples from before.
Their so-called Sect Master, too, wanted the Earth to begin anew.
Could it be a return to the primal age?
Ye Fei, shrouded in a black robe, bore an unreadable expression on his face.
But the old woman knew he was pondering.
"Don’t bother guessing, I’ll tell you why."
"Our clan’s treasured relic, known as the Heart of Water, is also what those villains are after."
"Pangu’s blood turned into rivers, nurturing the Heart of Water, and this treasure has been in my clan’s possession for over a thousand years!"
Ye Fei’s brow furrowed slightly.
Over a thousand years?
It seems that ti here is indeed different from the outside.
The Heart of Water.
Pangu’s hidden treasure.
No wonder it was at the bottom of that underground river, where the entrance to the upside-down mountain lies.
So that’s how it is.
Ye Fei found everything increasingly intriguing.
He thought life on Earth was left to nothing more than spending ti with his wife and children.
Yet he never expected to encounter such an interesting affair.
As a Saintly dical Immortal, he naturally knew how terrifying a relic left by an Immortal could be.
It seems this prize must be sought out for a look.
Just then,
a rumbling sound ca from outside the door.
The old woman’s face changed drastically, and she hurriedly rushed outside.
In an instant, dark clouds lood overhead.
The thunderous roar of thunder echoed in the heavens.
Hundreds of Pangu Sect disciples had already surrounded the place.
A grand chariot hovered in the air, weighing heavily on everyone’s hearts.
Atop the chariot stood a girl in red cloth shoes.
The girl’s face was covered with white paper, but it couldn’t conceal her noble and elegant aura.
Ye Fei peeked out, his Starry Eyes observing the white-paper-covered woman.
Suddenly, his expression turned grave.
The grand realm of the Third Elent!
An Earth Yuan Cultivator!
Surpassing the Innate ant no longer being rely a martial artist,
but a cultivator!
Ye Fei, being rely at the first tier of Innate, faced too vast a disparity!
No chance of victory!
What to do?
Run?
Yes, that’s it!
Unable to win, of course, one must run.
Ye Fei had often escaped by the skin of his teeth when struggling in the higher realm.
One could say he was quite proficient at it.
Although it went against his Immortal’s deanor, his wife and child were what mattered.
If he fell here, all would be lost!
Yet no sooner had he stepped out the back door than a lingering voice arrived.
"You think you can just walk away after killing a dozen or so of my disciples?"
A white sheet of paper suddenly appeared before his eyes.
Imdiately after, the white paper, sharp as a blade, shot towards Ye Fei.
The white paper carried a fearso evil spirit, chilling to the bone.
Ye Fei drew out the Evil-Slaying Sword, his expression solemn.
Truly an Earth Yuan Cultivator.
Too formidable.
He had no choice but to confront her and plead for a way out!
Whoosh!
Ye Fei floated out the main door, facing the woman on the grand chariot squarely.
Outside,
All the villagers had been subdued.
Only Ye Fei stood alone, cloaked in black, upright and alone amidst the scene.
"Greetings, Innate martial artist," said the white-paper-covered woman, her voice distant yet clear, serene yet crisp,
as if she was a young girl.
Ye Fei chuckled lightly, "Greetings, Earth Yuan Cultivator. May I inquire about your na?"
Upon these words, nurous Pangu Sect disciples glared at Ye Fei with anger.
"The na of a Venerate is not sothing a re mortal like you should know."
A gentle breeze rustled.
The white paper made a whooshing sound.
Suddenly, Ye Fei felt that beneath the white paper, the woman was smiling.
"No matter," she said softly.
"I am the fourth in my family, so you can just call ’Si’."
It had been many years since anyone had asked for her na.
After all, those who could have asked were dead before they had the chance.
Ye Fei looked closely and indeed, there was a "Si" on the woman’s covered white paper.
Ye Fei chuckled, "Miss Si, I am rely passing through, you understand."
He truly did not want to confront an Earth Yuan Cultivator head-on.
Miss Si?
To dare call the Yulu Venerate ’Miss Si’?
The Pangu Sect disciples seethed with rage, itching to charge forward and tear Ye Fei to shreds!
The Yulu Venerate observed Ye Fei carefully.
She said, "You are not rely passing through; you ca prepared."
"You covet the treasures here, and furthermore... "
"You killed my people and stole my scripture, right?"
Suddenly, Ye Fei’s aura turned deadly.
As expected.
That Huang Xianglong was in league with this Yulu Venerate.
She had felt the presence of the book "Pangu’s hidden treasure" through the storage ring!
This battle,
was inevitable!
Still smiling, Ye Fei said, "The scripture is indeed with ."
"If Miss Si wants it, co down and get it yourself, shall we?"
The Yulu Venerate did not reply.
She simply raised her hand gently.
The bright red like fresh blood’s cardamom was enchantingly beautiful,
but this re gesture was enough to agitate her disciples beneath.
The Yulu Venerate stated, "The least of these hundred n under are at the fourth tier of Innate, combined, they would have no trouble killing you."
"If you wish to live, kneel and take as your master, entering my mystical sect."
"If you refuse, I will not force you, but as for your life..."
To directly take him as a disciple?
The Pangu Sect disciples were dumbfounded.
Even they were just nominal disciples.
Could it be the Venerate saw sothing special in his Innate skills?
When these words were spoken, even the residents of the upside-down mountain beca uneasy.
If their only hope defected,
How would they survive?
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