Ning Qi squeezed out a fake tear from the corner of his eye, then suddenly turned fierce and kicked the group of people down into the valley.
He arrived right after kicking Jingxian, stroking his goatee with a sinister look in his eyes: "Is everything resolved?"
Ning Qi bowed and said, "It's all resolved, but Master, who exactly is our opponent? Is he troublesome?"
Jingxian said quietly, "He destroyed all the luck-changing talismans that I made."
"This...this is impossible. Besides the one who treats illnesses in Miao Valley, who else in the world has this ability?"
Jingxian glanced in the direction of the village: "No matter who it is, I will make sure they never return."
"Then where do we look for him?"
Jing Xian pointed ahead and said, "That village, I heard that Fan Yuan and the others came from that village. Chi Fei appeared nearby. All the coincidences are connected, so it's no longer a coincidence. Zhen Xiang must be in that village."
A deep male voice rang out: "Are you two looking for me?"
The two turned around and saw a young man who looked to be in his early twenties. He was dressed like a loser and, apart from having some muscles, Ning Qi couldn't see anything special about him.
Ning Qi scoffed: "Young punk, which sect are you from?"
Zhang Fan: "No sect or faction!"
Ning Qi sneered, "So you're someone who cultivates in the mortal world. How presumptuous! Well then, I'll teach you a lesson!"
Jingxian stood to the side, one hand on his whisk, the other stroking his goatee. His shrewd eyes were slightly narrowed, giving him an air of otherworldly elegance. He secretly observed Zhang Fan, then said in a low voice, "Disciple, his cultivation level is about the same as yours. If you can absorb his soul, you might be able to directly reach the Foundation Establishment stage!"
Ning Qi's eyes gleamed as he attacked Zhang Fan.
Their skill levels are similar, and he has a 50% chance of winning. Even if he loses, his master can help him.
He's determined to absorb that soul!
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