"We're almost at Yellow Maple Valley. Everyone can get ready and let Fellow Daoist Feng get the sword pellet first."
“I will activate this protective formation. They certainly won’t open it so readily to welcome us.”
“I think we need to use both soft and hard tactics. If this old devil Han hasn’t run away, we should capture a few more people to threaten him. If he refuses to hand over the sword pellet, we should kill a few more.”
“That’s right, that’s a good method. We have to use every means possible to deal with these demonic sects and demons.”
"If Old Devil Han runs away, we'll go on a killing spree in Yellow Maple Valley. If he doesn't come back in a day, we'll kill ten of him; if he doesn't come back in two days, we'll kill twenty... until we've wiped out the entire Yellow Maple Valley, and then we'll see if he comes back."
...
As they approached Huangfeng Valley, everyone had already decided how to deal with Huangfeng Valley and Han Feng.
"You dozen or so people are all much older than me, so it's not appropriate for you to call me Old Demon."
A handsome man dressed in white stood in front of Feng Li and his dozen or so men.
"Han Feng!"
Feng Li and the others recognized the person in front of them at a glance, their faces full of surprise.
They considered many possibilities, but none of them expected Han Feng to show up on his own initiative.
"Weren't you looking for me? Why aren't you welcoming me at all now that I'm here?" Han Feng said with a smile, looking at everyone.
"Old Demon Han, let me tell you, the reason you're so arrogant is mainly because major sects like the Taiqing Sect in Lingzhou haven't made a move. Otherwise, with your meager strength, you'd be dead somewhere."
"We've come here to punish you. You'd better just surrender obediently, and we might spare your life."
"Otherwise, neither your sect nor you will be spared."
...
Two or three of them, taking advantage of their numbers, directly threatened Han Feng.
"So noisy!"
Han Feng unleashed two or three sword energies at the noisy group of two or three people.
Two or three people hurriedly took out their magical weapons to defend themselves, and managed to hold them off with great difficulty, looking quite disheveled.
"Fellow Daoist Han, it's not appropriate for you to make a move in front of me." Feng Li's expression turned gloomy.
"What's wrong with that? You mean if he insults me, I can't fight back and can only let him insult me?" Han Feng didn't care at all.
"I'm not going to waste my breath on you." Feng Li was speechless with anger: "Hand over my ancestor's sword pellet, and I don't want to concern myself with anything else."
"Your ancestral sword pellet was on me back then?"
“My ancestor was killed by Situ Changkong, who then stole the sword pellet. Situ Changkong then came to Huangfeng Valley in Tiannan and became the patriarch. You killed Situ Changkong as well. Many people saw you use the sword pellet technique. This sword pellet belongs to my ancestor.”
"You're talking nonsense. My sword pellet was clearly cultivated by myself. When did it belong to your ancestor?"
Han Feng would definitely not hand over the sword pellet to Feng Li, as he had cultivated the sword pellet himself.
What he obtained from Situ Changkong was merely a primordial sword embryo, still a long way from becoming a sword pellet.
Feng Li only mentioned the sword pill but not the innate sword embryo, which shows how malicious he is.
"You mean you're not handing over this sword pellet?" Feng Li's eyes were incredibly gloomy.
“This sword pellet is clearly mine. Why should I give it to you? Your ancestor was killed by Situ Changkong because he was not skilled enough. He deserved to have his innate sword embryo taken away.”
"Of course, Situ Changkong is also a piece of trash. I took away his innate sword embryo. I am a hundred times better than your ancestor and Situ Changkong, which is why I was able to cultivate the innate sword embryo into a sword pellet."
Han Feng doesn't tolerate Feng Li's behavior; he speaks his mind truthfully.
"To be honest, the worst one is your ancestor. Your ancestor was able to obtain the Sword Ball Technique, yet he was still ambushed and killed by Situ Changkong, who stole the Sword Ball Technique. This shows that his strength was really not that great."
"I feel that your ancestors must have had connections, otherwise why would the Sword Pill Technique not be given to the more outstanding Situ Changkong, but to your useless ancestor?"
“I am better than your ancestor and Situ Changkong. This sword pellet technique should belong to me. As for you, you are not worthy at all. Your ancestor was such a waste, so you are even more of a waste.”
"puff!!!"
Su Yinyue couldn't help but burst into laughter.
She covered her stomach with both hands, laughing wildly, her breasts heaving.
"Old Devil Han, I've discovered another good quality of yours: every word you say really hits the nail on the head."
"Who said that? I was just stating the facts. Isn't what I said true?"
"Stop talking, I'm dying of laughter."
Su Yinyue laughed so hard that tears almost streamed down her face.
It wasn't just Su Yinyue who was laughing; someone on Feng Li's side was also holding back laughter.
If they weren't afraid of offending Feng Li by laughing, they probably would have already laughed.
"No wonder you dared to come out on your own initiative. It turns out you have Saintess Su Yinyue backing you up. Don't you think that having her backing you up will protect your sword pellet?"
Feng Li's face darkened.
Han Feng was right about many things; his ancestors were indeed quite wasteful of talent.
The reason why his ancestor obtained the Sword Pellet Technique, while the more outstanding Situ Changkong did not, is largely due to the Feng family.
The Feng family wields considerable power within the Taiqing Sect, far surpassing the influence of Situ Changkong, who possesses nothing.
Unexpectedly, even though his ancestor had mastered the art of sword pellets, he was still no match for Situ Changkong.
Even if Situ Changkong used a sneak attack, losing would still be quite humiliating.
Although these are all facts, it is definitely unbearable for Feng Li to hear them out in person from Han Feng.
"Don't misunderstand me. I have no relation to Han Laomo. He doesn't need my help."
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