Chapter 150 Yan Xiao's Trick (Revised)

The killing intent emanating from Ye Luo was so palpable that even the onlookers nearby could sense it clearly, let alone Han Yun, the person directly involved.

Just as the two sides were deadlocked, the old man from the black market auction suddenly appeared, stood in mid-air, and clasped his hands in greeting:

"My two young fellow cultivators, please do not lose your temper. If you continue to fight here, you will inevitably cause collateral damage. You are both cultivators, so please do not create too much karma."

Upon hearing this, Ye Luo's eyes flickered slightly. He glanced at the corpses on the ground. He had almost forgotten about this matter. Although these people deserved to die, it was still best not to commit too many murders.

"Thank you for the reminder, senior." Ye Luo bowed to the old man. "Then we juniors will take our leave!"

After saying that, Ye Luo turned around and was about to leave with everyone. At this moment, Han Yun, who was not far away, was moved by what he saw. In order to save face, he said ruthlessly, "Boy, state your name. When the Japanese young master comes, he will settle accounts with you!"

"Tch, childish." Ye Luo glanced at him and continued walking forward. After a moment, she smiled and said, "I am Su Yuyuan of the Tianfeng Sect. If you're not convinced, then come at me!"

Upon hearing this, Cen Feng and Feng Yue exchanged a glance, their shoulders trembling as they suppressed their laughter, and followed Ye Luo as they quickly left.

"Su Yuyuan? I'll remember him!"

Han Yun glared at their departing figures with hatred, snorted coldly, and led his men away.

The remaining members of the various factions, seeing that they would not be able to watch the show, could only leave with little interest.

After waving his hand to have the corpses collected, the old man quickly appeared in a pavilion. "Your Majesty, they have already left."

"Hmm." Yan Xiao put down his wine glass and asked, "Have you arranged everything I asked you to do?"

"Your Majesty, everything has been arranged. Are you preparing to depart immediately?"

Yan Xiao: "Hmm, this place is so boring, it's nowhere near as fun as this place."

"Huh?" The old man looked confused, but dared not say anything more.

"I'm leaving."

After saying that, Yan Xiao vanished from the spot in an instant. The old man secretly breathed a sigh of relief and muttered, "Finally, I've sent this evil spirit away. These past few days have been nearly killing me..."

As dawn broke on the horizon, Ye Luo and his group hurried back towards Peach Blossom Valley. Cen Feng, sitting on his flying fan, looked at the guards beside him and asked, "Junior Brother, who are they? They all seem to be Nascent Soul stage cultivators."

"He is Jun Yi's subordinate."

"Jun Yi...?"

Seeing his blank expression, as if he hadn't yet recognized who it was, Ye Luo said, "He's one of my male wives' subordinates. Do you remember him?"

After his reminder, Cen Feng finally remembered the silver-haired man who had suddenly appeared in the cabin that day. "Oh... so it was him."

Cen Feng: "It seems like I haven't seen him in the valley these past few days... I almost forgot about him."

Upon hearing this, Ye Luo felt instantly agitated. Seven days had passed since he left that morning, and she had no idea where he had gone. So she turned to Ling Qing beside her and asked, "Do you know where Jun Yi went?"

"This subordinate is unaware; did His Majesty not tell you?"

"Sigh..." Ye Luo sighed helplessly. He was half asleep at the time and didn't hear what was said in his ear at all.

Suddenly, from beneath the trees ahead, several powerful auras surged towards them. Ling Qing's expression changed slightly, and he stopped in his tracks, shouting, "Who is it?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen shadowy figures appeared and surrounded them. The leader of the shadowy figures laughed and said, "Pretty perceptive, huh?"

Ye Luo frowned and asked, "Who exactly are you, and why are you blocking our way?"

The leader of the men in black chuckled and said, "My master is very interested in the young master and would like us to invite you over."

Who is the owner of your house?

"You'll know when you get there, young master!" The leader of the men in black said, then waved to the crowd behind him, and instantly the two sides engaged in a fierce battle.

"Protect the young master!"

Ling Qing shouted, and the group instantly surrounded Ye Luo, shielding her. She unleashed her magic weapon against the black-clad leader, yelling, "Give me your life!"

Ye Luo frowned as he looked at the men in black, almost all of whom were Nascent Soul stage cultivators. He wondered: Could they be from the City of Ten Thousand Sins again?

He turned to look at Cen Feng and Feng Yue, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "You two should leave while things are in disarray."

"No!" Cen Feng naturally understood his meaning, and his face became extremely anxious as he said, "We'll fight our way out!"

Feng Yue: "Yes, yes, let's fight them!"

“They came prepared, and they are all Nascent Soul stage cultivators. We are at a disadvantage and don’t need to fight them head-on.”

"Besides, their target is me. Your presence here will only distract Ling Qing and the others. It's better for one of them to escape. You two stop dawdling and get out of here!"

Feng Yue pondered for a moment and nodded, then pulled Cen Feng up and headed into the jungle. The leader of the men in black smiled and ordered one of his men, "Go ahead."

"yes!"

Seeing one person chasing after the others into the jungle, Ye Luo couldn't help but worry about the two of them. "They should be able to escape, right..."

At this moment, Cen Feng kept looking back as he walked, when he suddenly saw a figure chasing after them. "Fourth Senior Brother, let's fight him!"

Feng Yue: "No, no! What if more pursuers come from behind? None of us will be able to escape!"

Cen Feng asked anxiously, "Then what should we do?"

"He...he's all alone. Let's split up and run! Once we're all safe, we can contact each other using the magical artifacts on our wrists. Whoever escapes safely should try to contact the sect!"

"Alright!" After the two finished discussing, they immediately separated and fled in opposite directions. The man in black watched the backs of the two men and chased after Cen Feng in the direction he had fled.

Ye Luo felt very strange.

He felt that this group of people was different from the men in black from last time. They surrounded them and fought them, but did not kill them.

What's going on?

Before he could think any further, Ling Qing flashed to his side, her breath becoming somewhat unsteady, and said, "Young Master, I will take you away first."

"good."

...

Cen Feng sped through the forest when he suddenly felt a surge of spiritual energy attacking him from behind. He immediately dodged to the side and, seeing the person who had caught up with him, roared, "I'll fight you to the death!"

The man in black said with a disdainful look, "Kid, you think you can beat me?"

"I might not lose!" Cen Feng flashed through the forest, concealing his figure, and released all the puppets to attack him.

The man in black looked somewhat surprised. "I didn't expect that someone so young could control so many puppets. It's a pity that this is just a cornered beast fighting back!"

He suddenly made a hand seal and sent all the surrounding puppets flying. Then he unleashed a complex magic seal, sending the ferocious six-eyed spider puppet flying several meters away.

"Damn it!" Cen Feng felt a pang of pain in his heart as he looked at the damaged puppets. It would take a lot of materials to repair them.

Just as he was briefly lost in thought, a powerful surge of spiritual energy suddenly struck, blasting him violently from behind the tree trunk. "Kid, you're out of tricks?"

Cen Feng, wincing in pain, scrambled to his feet and spat at him, "Kill me if you want, stop talking nonsense!"

A smile appeared in the man's eyes as he slowly walked towards him. "Then I'll be kind enough to give you a ride!"

Suddenly, several talismans flew over and exploded in front of the man in black, producing thick smoke that obscured the view. A young man hidden behind a rock flashed out, helped Cen Feng up from the ground, and ran away.

"Bastards, I'm going to kill you all!"

Taking advantage of the thick smoke, the two escaped to a rock and crouched down to hide. Cen Feng looked at the unfamiliar young man in front of him and said, panting heavily, "Thank you for your help, fellow Daoist!"

"You're welcome."

"My name is Cen Feng. May I ask how you should address me, fellow Daoist?"

A smile appeared on the young man's face. "Yan Xiaoxiao."

"Oh, thank you for saving me, Fellow Daoist Yan. But that fellow is a Nascent Soul cultivator, which may bring you trouble. You'd better leave quickly."

Yan Xiaoxiao: "I'll see this through to the end. I can't possibly abandon you. I know this forest well, let's hurry up and leave."

"Alright." But they had only taken a few steps when the man in black spotted them. "Stop running!"

Suddenly, a burst of spiritual energy rushed towards Cen Feng. Yan Xiaoxiao saw this and stood behind him. The two of them were knocked down into the pool below and disappeared instantly.

The man in black peered into the water, pursed his lips, and complained, "My lord, what's all this fuss about?"

"Alright, done and let's go!"

...

Inside the culvert, Cen Feng pulled the pale-faced Yan Xiaoxiao out of the water, carried him to the rocks on the shore, and patted his cheeks anxiously, asking, "Fellow Daoist Yan, are you alright?"

Seeing that he hadn't woken up yet, she became even more anxious. "That person shouldn't be chasing after us, right?"

Cen Feng looked around at the complex environment inside the cave, and for safety's sake, he picked him up and carried him to a relatively safe place to hide.

"Fellow Daoist Yan, wake up! Wake up!"

Unable to bear being shaken around, Yan Xiao had no choice but to open his eyes and weakly ask, "Cough cough... Fellow Daoist Cen, where are we?"

"We've fallen to the bottom of a freezing pool. This is an unnamed culvert. How are you feeling now?"

"Cold, cold..."

"Okay, just a moment!"

Cen Feng took out bedding from his storage bag and casually spread it on the rock, saying, "Take off your wet clothes first, then crawl under the bedding to warm yourself up."

"Hmm." Yan Xiao pretended to struggle as he raised his hand, hissing and gasping for breath, and said aggrievedly, "Fellow Daoist Cen... I feel sore and weak all over, could you please help me take off my clothes?"

"Okay, no problem!"

Cen Feng readily agreed, reaching out to undo his belt and remove all his wet clothes, completely unaware of Yan Xiao's teasing and playful gaze.

When Cen Feng helped him pull down his pants, he saw the magnificent thing and couldn't help but swallow hard, his face full of envy. He said, "I didn't realize that Fellow Daoist Yan is so young... but this thing is quite extraordinary!"

A smile appeared in Yan Xiao's eyes, "Fellow Daoist Cen, do you like it?"

"Huh?" Cen Feng looked embarrassed, scratched his head and laughed, "What man wouldn't want to have that?"

"Too……"

Lying in the warm bedding, Yan Xiao looked at the person who was also soaked to the bone, his eyes slightly darkened, and he said in a hoarse voice:

"Fellow Daoist Cen, you should also take off your wet clothes and get into the bedding to warm up, lest you get sick from this cold pool water."

"Oh, I don't need it." Cen Feng stood up and suddenly unleashed a burst of spiritual energy, instantly drying his previously soaked clothes.

Yan Xiao: "..."

He looked at Cen Feng speechlessly, and could only sigh as he lay in bed. That's how it's written in the storybooks, isn't it...?

Why isn't this guy playing by the rules?

That was a real miscalculation.

In no time, he dried all his wet clothes with his spiritual power. "Fellow Daoist Yan, put these on quickly, they'll be warmer this way."

"Hehe, thank you so much."

...

At this moment, Ye Luo and the others looked bewildered. The men in black who had been chasing them had all vanished without a trace.

Ye Luo asked, "What did they say before they left?"

Ling Qing thought for a moment and frowned, saying, "It seems... that person said the target was wrong."

"A mistake?!"

Ye Luo's face was full of speechlessness. So this was all a farcical misunderstanding?

No way!

How could such a brain-degrading behavior possibly occur?

Ye Luo's heart skipped a beat. She quickly activated the magic artifact on her wrist and asked anxiously, "Hey, Fourth Senior Brother, Fifth Senior Brother, are you alright?"

Feng Yue: "I...I'm fine...How are you guys?"

Ye Luo: "I'm fine here. Those men in black just mysteriously left..."

Ye Luo: "Fifth Senior Brother, how are things going on your end?"

Cen Feng: "I'm in a culvert right now, and those people don't seem to be chasing us, so you don't need to worry."

Hearing their feedback, Ye Luo breathed a sigh of relief and murmured, "Hmm? Could it be that I was really overthinking it, and it really was just a misunderstanding?"

The three gave each other a meeting point, and Feng Yue arrived shortly after, asking, "Where's Fifth Junior Brother?"

He said he would be there soon.

No sooner had they finished speaking than they saw Cen Feng carrying a sleeping young man on his back, flying towards them.

Ye Luo asked with a puzzled look, "Fifth Senior Brother, who is this?"

"My savior!"

Cen Feng weighed Yan Xiao on his back. "I was being chased by that person and almost lost my life. Thanks to this Fellow Daoist Yan for coming to my aid, otherwise I would have been dead long ago!"

"Oh?" Ye Luo looked at the 'Fellow Daoist Yan' on his back. Although he had many questions, he couldn't figure it out from his unconscious state.

Ye Luo: "Fifth Senior Brother, what are your plans for him?"

Cen Feng: "Let's bring him along first, and we'll talk about it after he wakes up."

"Alright, let's leave here first."

"good!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Xiao, who had been pretending to be asleep, breathed a sigh of relief.

He was genuinely worried that these people would just abandon him, and all his previous efforts would have been for nothing.

Fortunately, despite some setbacks, the result was exactly what he wanted.