Chapter 39: Unexpected Discovery in the Forbidden Land

  In the thick fog, Ye Fei's figure was moving cautiously, his pitch-black eyes occasionally scanning around him. In a place like this where danger lurked everywhere, he didn't dare to be even slightly careless.

  Three days later, after eating dry rations, Ye Fei rested for a while before continuing on his journey, patted his little belly, but his eyes were always paying attention to the surroundings.

  A gust of clear wind swept by, and the white mist churned and twisted, as if it had transformed into all sorts of grotesque beasts that let out a cacophony of howls, blending with the whistling wind to create an eerie atmosphere.

  On this day, Ye Fei, who was advancing forward, suddenly stopped in his tracks, his eyes flashing with a hint of thought, and after a brief moment of contemplation, the tip of his finger flashed with a faint, imperceptible glow, before he continued on his way as if nothing had happened.

  It was unknown how long it had been, but the desolate surroundings were quiet and still, while Ye Fei continued to move forward without fatigue.

  In an instant, suddenly, Ye Fei's feet flashed with a white light, and his body shape swiftly darted to one side without any warning, leaving behind only a residual shadow.

  At the same time, a cold light flashed by, piercing through where Ye Fei had stood earlier, and a sharp, strange blade appeared in mid-air.

  "What?! You can actually dodge... Ah!" Before the words were even finished, a miserable cry echoed through the air, and a thread of fresh blood flowed out.

  In a flash, Ling Mang flashed, and a middle-aged man in black suddenly appeared, looking incredulously at Ye Fei in the distance.

  Oddly, between his eyebrows, a thin stream of fresh blood was flowing, and faintly visible was a transparent flying needle embedded in it. The middle-aged man in black had a thick layer of terror in his eyes.

  Bang!

  Immediately afterwards, the middle-aged man in black clothes went limp and fell to the ground, his eyes losing their luster of life, but with a thick layer of incomprehension on his face. Until the moment of his death, he still didn't understand how all this had happened.

  Ye Fei watched all of this without moving, instead using his spiritual power to repeatedly scan the surroundings several times. After finding nothing unusual, he carefully approached the middle-aged man in black.

  "Huh?" Ye Fei looked puzzled, staring at the dimly lit talisman on the chest of the black-clothed middle-aged man, and reached out to take it off, examining it in his hand.

  "What is this spirit symbol?" As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Fei infused his magic power into it and stuck it to his chest.

  Another familiar scene appeared, and just as the spiritual symbol was about to hit him, his body began to blur and then disappeared like a transparent object, similar to when he used the mysterious necklace in the inn.

  "Heh heh, it's actually a Stealth Spirit Symbol, not bad, but unfortunately, I can only use it a few more times!" A voice came out of thin air, sounding extremely eerie. Immediately after, Ye Fei revealed his figure and put the symbol away.

  Ye Fei had actually discovered the person long ago, although he couldn't see him, his spiritual power allowed him to sense the other's movements clearly. However, since the other didn't make a move, Ye Fei also didn't act rashly.

  However, Ye Fei quietly put away the transparent flying needle he had just obtained and sneaked to the vicinity of the black-clothed middle-aged man. Just as the black-clothed middle-aged man was about to kill Ye Fei, the transparent flying needle suddenly launched an attack.

  Yefei, who had been paying attention to his opponent all along, easily dodged the fatal blow meant for someone else. He gathered everything up and shot out a few small fireballs before leaping towards a distant location.

  ……

  In a dense thicket, two monks were fiercely fighting with their magic weapons, one of whom was clearly seriously injured and on the verge of defeat. Judging by his appearance, he should be a disciple of Qian Ya Sect.

  Not far from the two of them, there was a bright flower with a blue fruit on it, and it was shining with a faint glow. At first glance, it didn't seem to be an ordinary thing.

  One of the white-clad youths wielded a three-foot long sword, forcing back the magic tool of a green-robed youth at a slow pace. However, after the green-robed youth swallowed an elixir, his magical powers surged and he barely managed to hold on.

  At the sight, the white-clothed young man raised the corner of his mouth, lifted his hand to cast a spell, and with a humming sound, a three-foot-long sword radiated a flash of light, and a half-foot-long sword-shaped shadow shot out from within the three-foot-long sword.

  The speed was so fast that in just a flash, it was already plunged into the chest of the green-shirted youth with a "poof" sound, and fresh blood immediately gushed out, making it impossible to defend against.

  Just as the light sword was about to kill the young man in green, the smile on the face of the white-clothed young man disappeared, a faint glow flashed between his eyebrows, and a transparent flying needle had somehow entered his body, with blood slowly flowing out.

  Plop, plop!

  Two muffled sounds, and the two figures fell to the ground, one in front of the other. The young man in green had a hint of mockery on his face, while the young man in white had a look of unwillingness.

  In a short while, a white figure emerged from afar, looking like a dark-skinned young man with a somewhat dull expression and an extremely ordinary appearance.

  The young man walked up to the two, looked at the plant, and then looked at the fruit on it. He couldn't help but curl his lips and smile lightly: "With this thing, I should be able to exchange for the Zhū Jī Dān!" The speaker was Ye Fei.

  After a meal's worth of time had passed, Ye Fei left the area, and this place also became empty and desolate. The plant disappeared without a trace, and neither the two people's magical instruments nor their corpses could be seen anywhere.

  ……

  Wanxiandong is close to the central zone, on a vast plain, stands a three-story building with a gray defeat, surrounded by a faintly emitted ban wave. A young man in white clothes stood at the entrance of the building, carefully observing everything around him.

  "The seal has been broken, it seems someone has entered before. Never mind, let's go in and take a look to see if there are any omissions." With that, Ye Fei flashed into the interior.

  The space inside the main hall is not very large, with dusty walls all around. Except for a few wooden chairs and stone tables placed around the perimeter, there's only a row of densely packed small characters on the wall. Apart from that, it's empty.

  Ye Fei looked at the small characters, the ash that had been wiped away earlier seemed to have been checked by someone already, and there was nothing special about it. It only recorded some qigong phrases for beginners and some insights gained from cultivation.

  Anyone who can come here is at least a Qi-refining eighth-layer cultivator, and the rest are basically ninth-layer cultivators. The top disciples of various forces don't care about these things at all, not even Ye Fei gave them a second glance. He simply turned around and walked towards the second floor.

  "Huh?" Just as Ye Fei turned around, his consciousness moved, and he suddenly felt that among those words, there were a few small words that didn't feel quite right. (End of chapter)

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