The group of young men were beaten, but they didn't dare utter a single word, though the hatred in their eyes was hard to hide.

That damned rogue cultivator dared to play tricks on them! They are scions of the eight great families!

On this Danling Continent, no one dares to provoke the members of the eight great families, even if they are just collateral members of the families!

If that person hadn't possessed the cultivation of the Nascent Soul Realm, they wouldn't have needed the two young masters' orders; they would have immediately chased after him and torn him to pieces!

"Shanxing, what do you think we should do about this? If we let that person go, it might damage the reputations of both Lan and Gu if word gets out," Lan Yuchen said calmly to Gu Shanxing, his cool demeanor carrying an air of arrogant disdain.

“He dared to play tricks on the people of our Gu and Lan families, concealing his identity and failing to report the truth. Even if he didn’t light up the energy stone, he is probably still related to the remnants of the Yun family. This person should be brought back and held accountable!” Compared to Lan Yuchen’s veiled hypocrisy, Gu Shanxing was much more direct: “You and I should each report to our families. Judging from the direction that person went, it should be the Dan Sect. Let our clans intercept him on his way.”

“Alright,” Lan Yuchen nodded in agreement, maintaining an air of aloofness and detachment.

They left the council chamber.

Lan Yuchen narrowed his slightly downturned eyes dangerously, thinking to himself, "Li Die, a rogue cultivator in the Nascent Soul Realm, hehe, daring to provoke people from our eight great families, he must have some secrets and valuables on him. This fat cauldron delivered to our doorstep, we can't let it fall into the hands of the Gu family."

Not only did Gu Shanxing fail to notice anything unusual about Lan Yuchen.

Even the other collateral descendants of the Lan family who were following Lan Yuchen didn't notice:

At this moment, in Lan Yuchen's tightly clenched hand, a ball of black demonic energy was swirling and pulsating as if it were alive.

The messenger delivered a letter to a member of the Lan family who held a higher status.

Lan Yuchen left Niutou Town alone after saying, "I'm going to patrol outside the city, you don't need to follow me," and quietly went to chase after Ji Fengming.

The closer he got to the finish line, the more obvious the wicked smile on Lan Yuchen's face became:

The valuable items on that person can be left to the family.

But since he has the demonic insect in hand, he must be the first to use that Nascent Soul Realm physical body!

Using a Nascent Soul cultivator as a cauldron, he will definitely be able to break through to the Core Formation stage this time and become a powerful Nascent Soul cultivator who cultivates both demonic and spiritual power!

Ji Fengming knew that those idiots would come after him sooner or later, and he wanted to find out more information, so he didn't rush to leave.

There are some things that cultivators from large families always know more about than ordinary people.

It's about two or three miles from Niutou Town.

Ji Fengming was strolling leisurely forward when he heard a very faint sound of wind behind him.

The newcomer was very careful, and his aura was perfectly concealed.

However, the Nascent Soul stage was superior to the Core Formation stage in terms of strength, and even though that person had reached the limit of his current cultivation, he could not hide it from Ji Fengming.

"Phew! Phew!"

The demonic insect in Lan Yuchen's hand flapped its wings excitedly, its excitement heightened by the exceptionally pure spiritual energy emanating from Ji Fengming.

Seeing the demonic insects so excited, Lan Yuchen was overjoyed:

The better a cultivator's meridians and physical body are refined, the purer their spiritual energy will be.

The fact that the demonic insect was so excited meant that the nascent soul's physical body in front of it must be a rare and excellent furnace!

"Go!" Lan Yuchen snapped.

He opened his palm, and the demonic insect in his hand, which resembled an ancient trilobite, instantly turned into a thin wisp of black smoke.

Beneath the black smoke, countless tiny, almost invisible tendrils and claws lashed out incessantly, crawling toward Ji Fengming with lightning speed.