Who is Lin Bufan?

Bi Xuan strode over, with Zhu Yuyan and Wanwan following behind him as if they were his subordinates.

Hou Xibai was trembling with fear, his legs buckling uncontrollably.

He was caught in a dilemma because of his promise to Lin Bufan.

Fine, he'd go all out to get Lin Bufan to teach him martial arts.

Hou Xibai boldly walked towards Bi Xuan Sanbu, assuming the stance of the Great Sun Changing Technique.

Having sparred countless times with the young monk over the past few days, Hou Xibai is confident that his martial arts skills are now far superior to what they used to be.

It definitely won't be like last time, where someone was slapped against the wall.

Even if they can't win, they probably won't be in a sorry state.

"You'll have to get past me first before you can find Lin Bufan. I'll take your life in three moves. The first move is Shadow Shift."

Hou Xibai vanished from Bi Xuan's sight in an instant, then suddenly reappeared behind him, shouting, "I'll take your life in three moves. The second move is to take your brains."

He swiftly attacked Bi Xuan's head.

Bi Xuan's lips curled up slightly, and he uttered two words: "Interesting."

Almost the instant Hou Xibai's palm reached his head, his hair stood on end, unleashing a terrifying burst of true energy that sent Hou Xibai flying.

"I have one last trick up my sleeve."

After landing, Hou Xibai quickly adjusted his state and rushed back, shouting: "Three moves to kill you, the last move is a brick."

A brick appeared in his hand without him noticing, and with lightning speed, he slammed it onto Bi Xuan's head.

Hit! The brick shattered.

Bi Xuan was completely unharmed, but he was enraged.

"Kid, you're asking for it."

He punched Hou Xibai in the chest, sending Hou Xibai flying again.

Hou Xibai vomited blood, looked up at Lin Bufan and said, "Didn't you say that the brick is the king of weapons? This won't work either."

Lin Bufan spread his hands and said apologetically, "Things are unpredictable."

"Damn, I'm counting on you. I'm going to lie down for a bit."

Hou Xibai crawled to a shady spot using both hands and feet, lay down quietly, grabbed a piece of white cloth and covered himself, pretending to be dead.

"You're useless. Watch me."

The young monk volunteered to fight, rushed towards Bi Xuan, and shouted, "Old man, I, Lin Bufan, am right here. Come and hit me!"

"Lin Bufan is a child?"

Bi Xuan sneered and warned, "Little monk, get out of here, or don't blame me for beating you until you shit and pee."

"It's poop and pee again. You guys always like to knock poop and pee out of people when you fight. I hate poop and pee the most."

The young monk broke free of his guard and charged at Bi Xuan with a loud cry.

Bi Xuan casually waved his hand, sending the young monk flying.

The young monk crashed heavily against the wall in the distance, then slowly slid down, rendered unable to fight.

"Now that you're the only one left, you must be Lin Bufan."

Bi Xuan, his killing intent palpable, ignored Lin Bufan and stretched out his hand: "Give me the things."

"What is that?"

"Don't play dumb. Hand over what you took from Zhao Deyan."

"I have never taken anything from Zhao Deyan."

"Do you really want me to spell it out? Fine, bring out the geomantic map, my Eastern Turkic geomantic map."

"No."

"That's a good option."

"No, we don't have that."

"There is an old saying in your Central Plains: 'Those who understand the times are heroes.' I believe the methods I am about to use will be able to get you to talk."

Suddenly, smoke appeared on Bi Xuan's hand, followed by a burst of scorching flames, a reddish-yellow color, shooting into the sky like magma from the earth's core.

Within a radius of three zhang (approximately 10 meters), the fire was so intense that no one dared to approach.

"The Blazing Yang Palm?"

Behind her, Zhu Yuyan exclaimed in surprise.

I've heard of the power of the Fiery Palm, but seeing it in person is much better than hearing about it.

It was only when you saw it with your own eyes that you realized how terrifying it was.

The temperature of that flame was far beyond that of ordinary flames.

It is formed from internal energy and true qi, and is not a fire of the mortal world; it can be called a strange fire.

Looking at the blazing flame in his palm, Bi Xuan said to Lin Bufan, "This technique was comprehended by me near a volcano, so I named this flame the Meteorite Heart Flame."

"The Meteorite Heart Flame? Holy crap, it's incredibly famous among all the strange flames."

Lin Bufan was startled and quickly gave the code: "Imperial Jade Liquor, what's the next line?"

Bi Xuan couldn't understand, so he frowned and said coldly, "What nonsense are you talking about? Do you look down on my fire technique? If this flame burns you, you will suffer the pain of burning your heart and your life will come to an end. Hence it is called the Meteor Heart Flame."

Oh, I see! You scared me half to death; I thought you were from the same hometown.

Lin Bufan patted his chest, calmed down, and stretched out a hand, unleashing the Flame Blade and An Shigeng's Western Regions arson technique.

With a bang, his palm was also like a cannon, bursting out a string of terrifyingly hot flames.

“I call this fire the Purifying Demon Fire, which is specially used to subdue demons and monsters like you.”

"Demon fire?"

Bi Xuan's eyes flashed coldly; he hadn't expected Lin Bufan to also know fire-based techniques.

Feeling the intensity of that flame, it seemed no less powerful than the fire in the palm of my hand.

No wonder he was able to kill the Imperial Advisor and make Empress Yin wary; he certainly has some skill.

However, Bi Xuan wanted to see whether Lin Bufan's demonic fire or his heart flame was more powerful.

"Let's have a fight, and let this general see your strength."

That's exactly what I was thinking.

Without another word, Lin Bufan transformed into flames and charged toward Bi Xuan.

A great battle is about to break out, with the late stage of the Heavenly Realm Nine Heavens facing off against the peak of the Heavenly Realm Nine Heavens.

Boom, bang, crackling sounds.

Like two flames intertwined, the two of them transformed into flames.

The flames gathered and condensed into a large bonfire, more than ten feet high.

Lin Bufan and Bi Xuan clashed amidst the flames, their vision obscured by the fire, making it impossible for outsiders to discern the battle's progress.

Wanwan was extremely anxious, worried about Lin Bufan's safety, and suddenly wanted to rush into the flames.

Zhu Yuyan quickly grabbed her, scolding her angrily, "Silly disciple, what are you doing?"

Wanwan said, "He can't beat a Martial Venerable. I don't want him to die."

Zhu Yuyan warned sternly, "If you rush in now, you'll die faster than either of them."

The battle continued, eventually alerting the others inside Cihang Jingzhai.

Fan Qinghui, Shi Feixuan, Shi Zhixuan and Shi Qingxuan all rushed over.