Tu Yufan thought that this guy had a photographic memory and was indeed a good candidate. He had already built his foundation and had already reached a high level in swordsmanship. The sect leader had come this time specifically to let him see the world and had no intention of sending him to the front line.

After talking with Niu Er for a while, the two parted ways.

Tu Yufan stood in an inconspicuous corner, observing these people. In addition to the special aura on their bodies, most of the gods were born with arrogance, because they would not die and had unlimited opportunities for rebirth. For them, this world was just a plundering ground for resources.

Tu Yufan secretly kept them in mind, and when the time came, he would take advantage of the chaotic battle with the Demon Cult to kill them one by one.

The leader of the Loose Cultivator Alliance suddenly came over and said, "Yufan, come here for a moment."

Tu Yufan was not very familiar with this alliance. He heard that they had reached the Golden Core stage. However, such a large organization could not be formed with just a Golden Core. There should be at least a Nascent Soul expert behind them.

Tu Yufan followed Mo Changxiang, but he didn't expect that he would bring Tu Yufan to Xianwu Sect. He smiled and said to the cultivators of Xianwu Sect: "This is Yuan Daoyou from our Loose Cultivator Alliance. He has achieved the Golden Core at only a hundred years old, which makes us feel ashamed of ourselves."

The leader of the Xianwu Sect was an old man with white hair and a beard, named Zhou Yin.

Zhou Yin looked at Tu Yufan with a smile on his face, and something flashed in his eyes. Tu Yufan felt that breath coming again. It seemed that Zhou Yin was not an ordinary person either. This god-like being had become a Jindan cultivator. He was very powerful.

"He is a young talent. I heard that he became a golden elixir before he was even a hundred years old."

"Thank you for your praise, senior."

The actual situation was less than fifty cents, but Tu Yufan showed no emotion on his face and pretended to agree with a few words.

The two chatted for a few indifferent words, but Mo Changxiang looked quite proud. After all, the aptitude of the independent cultivators was not very good, and Tu Yufan's ability was already able to surpass most of the talented disciples of the sects.

However, Tu Yufan vaguely felt Zhou Yin's murderous intent, but he did not care much about it. The highest leader of this team was only at the Golden Core stage, and the Demon Cult would not send out the Nascent Soul ancestor now. After all, the Nascent Soul was the strongest fighting force with a wide attack range, and would cause heavy casualties in a moment of attack. No side would take the lead.

Tu Yufan continued to return to the corner, close his eyes and rest, using his spiritual power to circulate his body, slowly feeling his dantian filling up little by little. After everyone gathered here, they each returned to their respective residences, and soon Tu Yufan was the only one left here.

I don’t know how long it took, but Niu Er came over again.

"Brother Fan, there seems to be something wrong with Zhou Yin. Do you remember when we passed through the poisonous fog forest a while ago? At that time, there were also several Xiantians from the Tianlie Sect who came over. I always felt that they made me feel very uncomfortable. This Zhou Yin made me feel almost the same." Niu Er saw Tu Yufan staring at him and explained, "Don't disbelieve me. I feel that my sixth sense is quite effective, especially when it comes to bad things."

It seems that Niu Er can sense the breath of the divine being. This person is born with horns, but Tu Yufan got there first.

"Stay away from these people, and stay away from me. Zhou Yin is a Jindan cultivator. If you say his name directly, you might lose your life."

"As a sword cultivator, you should be fearless."

Tu Yufan looked at his ignorant and fearless appearance and showed an expression of headache. The next second, he felt a burning breath coming up from behind.

Tu Yufan grabbed his collar and jumped out, leaving a big burnt hole where he was sitting.

"Jin - Jindan strongman -" Niu Er trembled as he spoke. Although he was not as frightened as imagined, the pressure from Jindan made him breathless.

Tu Yufan looked at the two people suspended in the air opposite him and threw Niu Er aside.