"Junior Brother Lin, this is the array diagram that Master asked me to give you. As long as you can set it up, even a Nascent Soul cultivator can be trapped for a short while."

When Zhuge saw me come in, he handed me a scroll and said in a low voice.

"Hehe, Sect Leader is really generous. I'll leave the rest to you, Senior Brother!" Lin Fan laughed.

Zhuge saw me nod, and the next day, the pagoda had another elder, responsible for rescuing disciples and relieving some pressure on Tianyunzi.

"Senior Brother Lin, is the plan about to begin?" Murong Xuanqiu asked excitedly. She had packed everything and had been waiting for this day for a long time.

"Of course, I'll go with you this time." Lin Fan traveled light and, in full view of everyone, sat in the carriage as the driver.

Envious glances were cast as Chu Yunying and Murong Xuanqiu walked out together and boarded the carriage. It was another heartbreaking day.

Wu Qiankun watched the carriage drive away from upstairs, his eyes gleaming. Lin Fan had just come to him, asking him to go south for twenty miles, saying there was a monster riot there and he needed to investigate.

"Trying to transfer me away and then sneak out? How naive!" He sneered, then took out a talisman, infused it with his divine sense, and then burned the talisman, which turned into two streams of light that streaked away in different directions.

After doing this, he didn't rush on his way and wasn't worried about losing track of Lin Fan.

The carriage still bears his divine consciousness; as long as it isn't discovered and erased, Lin Fan won't be able to escape his pursuit.

As Lin Fan drove the carriage, a mocking smile slowly crept onto his lips. He knew as soon as Wu Qiankun left his mark on the carriage.

He did not erase his consciousness; he simply told Wu Qiankun his whereabouts.

"Go, Jueying!"

Murong Xuanqiu poked his head out and encouraged the Crimson Blood Demon Horse.

Jueying barked excitedly twice, then pushed off with its limbs, doubling its speed.

Lin Fan stared at the spirited horse in astonishment. Had it been tamed? And they even gave it a random name, "Shadowless," as if it were some kind of traitorous Cao Cao.

However, Yao Ma seems to really like this name.

Lin Fan chose a place relatively close to the Beast King's territory, an ice valley surrounded by cliffs with only one entrance and exit.

"Let's set up our formation together!"

He took out the array diagram that Zhuge Jianwo had brought and threw it into the sky. The three of them then separated and began to form hand seals to cast the spell.

Three beams of light shot into the sky, spiritual energy continuously merging into the array diagram. In an instant, the wind and clouds surged, and one of the light arrays fell into the ice valley, forming a huge barrier that completely sealed off the space.

This is a simplified version of the Qingxiao Sect's protective mountain formation. Although its power is only half that of the original formation, its strength is such that even a Nascent Soul stage expert can be forcibly imprisoned and sealed.

However, it wasn't over yet. Another beam of intense light descended from the array diagram. This was a killing array, a combination of a trapping array and a killing array, enough to ensure that even a powerful enemy would not return.

The two formations were already in place; they just needed to project them into the valley, and that was it.

Lin Fan watched as the formations merged together, pondered for a moment, and then took out the Seven Star Sky-Stepping Diagram, adding another formation to seal off the space, ensuring that Long Aotian's escape route was blocked.

This is a treasure given to me by the system for free. It is a world of its own and can imprison all space. Even spatial talismans cannot escape it.

"Huh, what was that just now?" Murong Xuanqiu asked curiously.

They were familiar with the sect leader's array diagram, but what Lin Fan finally produced was probably not from the sect.

When that array diagram first appeared, it exuded an indescribable pressure, feeling even stronger than the two arrays of the sect combined.

"Don't ask questions, little kid!" Lin Fan flicked her fair forehead and then took out half a bottle of Demon-Transforming Powder and merged it into this space.

In the ice cave, to prevent the demons from discovering the existence of the Demon-Transforming Powder, he only used half a bottle. The remaining half bottle is most suitable for use here.

As long as the evil spirits use the spiritual power of the Ice Valley, they will absorb the Demon-Dissolving Powder, and then we won't be afraid of them.

Set up multiple traps to increase the success rate of killing Long Aotian to over 80%.

"Let's go out. Back then, we were attacked by monsters. We pretended to be seriously injured and escaped into the valley, lured them in, and then killed them!" Lin Fan laughed.

Murong Xuanqiu covered her forehead, glared at him fiercely, then pouted and jumped into the carriage with Chu Yunying.

They left the Ice Valley and traveled another thirty miles or so before choosing a place not far from the Ice Valley where a stream flowed gently. Their escape route happened to pass through the Ice Valley.

Lin Fan scattered poison around the area, then strolled around, memorizing the surroundings.

As night fell, Lin Fan gazed listlessly at the stars in the sky. Chu Yunying quietly lifted the curtain and whispered, "Senior Brother, it's so cold outside, do you want to come in and warm up?"

"I'm keeping watch outside; that's the only way to be safe!" Lin Fan said calmly.

Chu Yunying gazed at him quietly, her eyes sparkling. She bit her red lips and said softly, "Senior Brother, I know you have reservations, but please believe me, okay? I never intended to help Long Aotian hurt you!"

“It’s all in the past, there’s no need to talk about it anymore!” Lin Fan said.

“If you think it’s all in the past, why are you still holding onto it? You may not say it out loud, but your actions show that you haven’t let go.”

Chu Yunying's eyes welled up with tears, her voice trembled slightly, and she sounded somewhat aggrieved.

“But I already have someone I like, so it’s better if we avoid each other,” Lin Fan said.

The best way to reject someone who is persistent and clingy is to admit that you have someone you like, and ideally, to create a little flirtation in front of her to spice things up.

"I knew Senior Brother Lin liked me!"

Murong Xuanqiu rushed out from inside, wrapped his arms around his neck, pressed against his back, and laughed happily.

"When did I say I liked you?" Lin Fan was speechless. There's a limit to narcissism.

Feeling the watery touch on my back, like being squeezed by jelly, I was instantly thrilled and tried to break free, but she held my neck firmly.

"Senior brother, you're not being honest. You gave me a hairpin, armor, and the Liuxian Feather Dress. Doesn't that mean you like me?" Murong Xuanqiu whispered in his ear, his eyes gleaming like a fox's.

"I was only asked by Uncle Leng to do this. Seeing that you're both bad at games and love to play, I was afraid you'd die here and I wouldn't be able to explain it to you," Lin Fan said.

"I don't believe you unless you let me kiss you. If your heart doesn't race, then I'll believe you."

After she finished speaking, she pouted and leaned her head closer, but a fair hand reached out and blocked her movement.

"Senior Sister Xuanqiu, don't even think about taking advantage of Senior Brother!" Chu Yunying said coldly, clearly displeased.

When she saw Murong Xuanqiu hugging her senior brother, she felt like going berserk and even wanted to talk back; the resentment in her heart exploded instantly.

"Junior Sister Chu, don't be jealous. After I'm done sucking, you can suck me!" Murong Xuanqiu pried her hand away and tried to suck again, but was dragged back to the carriage.

Lin Fan jumped onto the roof, rested his head on his hands, and quietly gazed at the starry sky.

The two women were playing and frolicking in the carriage, occasionally letting out startled cries. Lin Fan felt a surge of curiosity and decided to move away from the carriage and sit on a rock by the stream to keep watch.

Listening to the sound of the flowing water, he felt quite relaxed.

The night was dark and the starlight was dim. A black mist drifted in the distant sky, and two blue flames burned fiercely, but instead of being hot, they exuded a cold chill.

He released his divine sense and carefully examined Lin Fan's aura, which was only at the first level of the Nascent Soul stage.

According to the information he obtained from Wu Qiankun, although he was only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, he had cultivated a powerful sword formation that could unleash power no weaker than that of a fifth-level Nascent Soul cultivator.

His divine sense then turned to the carriage. The Crimson Blood Demon Horse and the two women had not yet broken through to the Nascent Soul stage, so they were not to be feared.

"There is an ice valley thirty miles away with only one exit. If we set up an array and ambush him there, he will have no chance of escape."

The black mist uttered a barely audible whisper and decided to do just that.

Lin Fan is the number one prodigy of the Qingxiao Sect, so he will definitely be highly valued. He might even have some life-saving methods. If we disturb him and he escapes, it will be difficult to create another opportunity in the future.

Therefore, they need to lay a trap in advance, then trigger a riot of nearby magical beasts to drive Lin Fan towards the Ice Valley and seal off the space. Even if he has a spatial talisman, he will not be able to break through the formation and escape.

To ensure the plan's success, the black mist refrained from summoning demons for a surprise attack. According to Wu Qiankun's intelligence, Lin Fan was cunning and might flee before he noticed anything amiss.

To ensure absolute safety, they set up an ambush in the icy valley, sealing off the space to trap them like turtles in a jar.

Space slowly distorted, and the black mist gradually dissipated. As it disappeared, Lin Fan slightly raised his head and glanced at the spot where the black mist had just been.

The demons from the ice cave did come, but faster than he had expected. He guessed they would stay for at least two or three days before they came looking for him.

It seems that Wu Qiankun hates him even more than he thought, so as soon as he left, Wu Qiankun sent a message and began to take action.

"System, are you sure all the demons have absorbed the Demon Transformation Powder?" he asked inwardly.

"Of course, I'm certain the toxins have silently seeped into their meridians," the system replied.

"Is there any way to completely eliminate Long Aotian, to prevent him from having any chance of survival, even if it's only one percent?" he asked again.

The system was speechless. This guy had made such thorough preparations, yet he was still worried that Long Aotian could escape alive.

"I do have a solution, but I'm afraid you're unwilling to try!" the system stammered.

"When did you become so indecisive? As long as we can get rid of Long Aotian, we'll do anything!" Lin Fan rolled his eyes. This bastard is still hiding his secrets even at this point. No wonder it failed ninety-nine times.

"The Yin-Yang Harmony Technique, the pure Yin spiritual power of those two is enough to help you break through to the ninth level of the Nascent Soul stage. Long Aotian is only at the fourth level of the Nascent Soul stage, you can kill him as easily as slaughtering a dog!" the system said cheekily.

Ding: Does the host wish to use Hehuan Powder?

Lin Fan sneered, "Ha, this bastard is definitely up to no good."

He has absolutely no interest in it, yet he wants to fly three times? He's dreaming!

"You shouldn't be called the Villain System, you should be called the Erotic System or the System That Will Die If You Don't Cultivate with Others!"