Chapter 17: Reappearance of Stealth

  Seeing the two young men's ferocious appearance, Ye Fei couldn't help but feel a bit helpless. These two were obviously rascals, and they were almost no different from Wan Feng. He had only taken a look at their belongings.

  "Two of you, I just took a look at your stuff, do you want to force me to buy or sell?" Ye Fei looked at the two people, the owner of the stall was a cultivator in the 8th layer of Qi Refining stage, and the other young man was a cultivator in the 7th layer of Qi Refining stage.

  If it's a fight, I'm definitely no match for the two of them, but if it's a straight-up escape, I should be faster than both of them. Ye Fei couldn't help but think this way, and it seemed that he still had some confidence in his Ling Step technique.

  "Hmph, don't waste my time, twenty low-grade water attribute spirit symbols for one strike. Hurry up and take out the suitable items to exchange, otherwise... heh heh, don't blame us for being impolite." At this time, the stall owner in his twenties coldly said.

  Upon hearing this, Ye Fei's expression changed. It seemed that reasoning with this person was not suitable. Since that was the case, he might as well take the dozen spirit symbols for himself to deal with those rascals. Even if he escaped empty-handed, his opponent probably wouldn't let him off easily either.

  Just as Ye Fei was about to grab his things and run away, a surprised voice suddenly came from afar.

  "Huh? Is that you?" As soon as the words fell, a young man wearing a purple shirt walked over on foot and came to Ye Fei's side, looking at him with some surprise.

  Seeing the purple vine boy, Ye Fei couldn't help but frown and said softly: "Oh, it's actually you. What, are you going to lead people into trouble again?" After finishing, he looked at the purple vine boy.

  And this young man was none other than Wan Feng, who had been secretly plotting against Ye Fei.

  "Haha, fellow Taoist misunderstood, Wanfeng didn't mean that. How is it? It seems like there's some trouble?" After saying this to Ye Fei, the young man in purple clothes looked at the stall owner and revealed a bright smile on his face.

  Seeing this, Ye Fei didn't wait for an answer. The owner of the street stall looked somewhat puzzled and asked Wan Feng: "Wan Feng Taoist friend, do you know this kid?"

  "Haha, okay, this is a friend of Wan's, I hope Lin will give us some face." Wan Feng said somewhat dismissively.

  "Oh, since that's the case, then forget it. Anyway, Lin didn't suffer any losses, hehe." After saying this, the street vendor glanced at Ye Fei again and smiled at Wan Feng, clearly they were all acquaintances.

  "Thank you." Wan Feng clasped his fists together, then smiled slightly at Ye Fei, who understood the gesture but didn't express any gratitude to either of them. With that, Wan Feng and the other person walked off along the street.

  "Anyway, thanks a lot this time!" Ye Fei said to Wan Feng on the road.

  Upon hearing this, Wan Feng smiled slightly and shook his head, saying: "Forget it, let's just consider it a favor returned to you. It doesn't take much effort from me, just a word. There aren't many friends here, but it's hard to get by."

  Yefei nodded thoughtfully after listening to the other person's words.

  "Right, what's your name? You're not from Wuhua Town, are you? I thought you should have returned to the sect by now. How come it's been so long and you're still here?" Wan Feng asked a string of questions that expressed his mental doubts. Having personally seen Ye Fei use two large fireball techniques with spirit symbols, Wan Feng had already taken him as a disciple of a major sect.

  Upon hearing this, Ye Fei pondered for a moment and replied in a soft voice: "I am Ye Xuan, a wandering cultivator who travels everywhere and does not belong to any sect."

  "What? A loose cultivator? Then the spirit symbol in your hand, did you steal it? Besides, I remember that day you came and went alone from Qian Duan Cliff to Wu Hua Town, wasn't it a sect training?" After hearing Ye Fei's words, Wan Feng became even more puzzled.

  "Just because I'm a loose cultivator traveling around, I wanted to go to Thousand Cliff alone for training, and picked up a few spirit symbols on the way. You're not going to be a bandit anymore?" Ye Fei changed the subject and said.

  "Haha, that day I only lied to you about my name, everything else was true. It's just that I couldn't bear the thought of losing my treasure to you, so I found someone to try and take it back for me. I'm indeed an orphan from this Wuhua Town." By this point, Wan Feng's expression had also become somewhat disheartened.

  Seeing Wan Feng didn't seem like he was pretending, Ye Fei couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Nowadays, his own situation seemed to be not much better than the other person's.

  In this way, the two people who were originally at odds with each other are now chatting about family matters. Although Ye Fei has many secrets, he doesn't completely believe what the other person is saying either.

  The two of them chatted for a good half day, and during this time, Wan Feng also told Ye Fei about the several major families in Wu Hua Town, some practitioners who were not to be trifled with, and some taboos when interacting with others.

  Finally, in Wan Feng's words, five days later at the 'Wan Xian Ju' inn in town, someone from the Qian Ya Zong sect will come to recruit disciples. After a brief chat, they both left separately.

  After returning to the Ju Yuan Inn, Ye Fei simply ate something and paid the room rent again. He entered his former room, which was still vacant because it was generally uninhabitable for ordinary people. Otherwise, during the half-month period when Ye Fei was away, many people had come to the inn, apparently preparing to participate in the Qian Ya Sect's disciple selection. However, none of them had taken a liking to that dimly lit room.

  Sitting alone on the bed, Ye Fei's eyes stared blankly into the distance.

  "It seems that with these few pieces of spirit stones, it's not possible to buy a decent magical artifact!" After saying this, Ye Fei couldn't help but shake his head. After spending half a day in the town, Ye Fei discovered that even a low-grade magical artifact was something he couldn't afford at present.

  So, the general approach is to exchange, and if it's not enough, use other materials to make up for the difference in price. Few people buy artifacts with spiritual stones. Although I have some silver on me, it's absolutely impossible to buy an artifact with just silver.

  In fact, the materials of general magical instruments are almost the same as those used by ordinary people, but because magical instruments are all based on ordinary instruments, they have been infused with true yuan by some high-ranking cultivators and then engraved with array methods by array masters to lock in the power of true yuan and increase the weapon's power.

  Just use the corresponding incantation, add some magic power, and you can drive the artifact to attack the enemy. Once the magic power is injected, the artifact's power and solidity are no longer something that ordinary artifacts can withstand. Therefore, this is also the reason why artifacts are more precious than ordinary artifacts.

  As he thought about it, Ye Fei became somewhat dazed and fell asleep with a sinking eyelid. No wonder, this period of practicing the Ling Step Technique had not allowed him to rest properly, and after falling onto the bed, his fatigue was finally relieved.

  It wasn't long before Ye Fei's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and the next moment, he sat up with a start, his forehead suddenly covered in dense beads of sweat.

  Wiping away a cold sweat, he stretched out his small hand and patted his chest, Ye Fei's heart still racing from the lingering fear. Just now, Ye Fei had another strange dream, what was terrifying was that the environment in the dream was exactly the same as last time.

  On the island of Meng Ao, on top of that towering giant peak, the nine-colored vortex that attracted Ye Fei appeared again. The feeling was still so familiar and intimate! There was a calling force in the darkness.

  Ye Fei had gained a lot of experience over the past year and was no longer as impulsive as before, with an added air of calmness and composure. However, it was strange that no matter how hard Ye Fei tried to remain calm, his feet would still move uncontrollably towards the Nine-Colored Vortex.

  This time, Ye Fei felt afraid and worried because his body was not driven by his own will. Anyone would feel terrified if they were in his shoes. Just as he was about to enter the vortex, a strange thing happened.

  Ye Fei surprisingly heard his mother's call, just like last time, hearing his mother's voice, Ye Fei suddenly woke up and found that it was still a dream. This made Ye Fei suspect that his mother was outside the door.

  But after thinking for a while, Ye Fei shook his head and sighed. It seemed that he had missed his parents too much, they didn't even know where he was, if they did, they would have come to find him long ago. However, thanks to his thoughts of his parents, he hadn't entered that strange nine-colored whirlpool.

  Was it just a coincidence? Ye Fei became somewhat suspicious!

  After a while, Ye Fei reached out and touched his chest, pulling out the mysterious necklace. If he hadn't had another strange dream, Ye Fei would have long forgotten about the necklace.

  Holding the black necklace in his hand, he carefully examined the blue gemstone. For some reason, Ye Fei felt that the color of the gemstone seemed to have changed, becoming a little deeper than before.

  If I were to say what's different about this dream from the last one, it would be that this necklace didn't appear. Unbeknownst to him, Ye Fei had taken this necklace as a small secret in his heart, a secret he couldn't tell anyone.

  Can the things in dreams be brought into reality? Or, is it not a dream, but another world that I myself cannot explain? This thought suddenly occurred to Ye Fei, and he couldn't help but scare himself. Looking at it this way, entering the whirlpool would be even more impossible, otherwise, he might never be able to return.

  Even if he could live forever there, Ye Fei would absolutely not stay in that ghostly place where there was no one else, not even a shadow. Ye Fei decided that next time he entered that strange dream, he would personally try it out.

  If the necklace in the dream can be brought out, then can the items in reality stay in the dream? This thought flashed through his mind, and for some reason, Ye Fei's heart began to feel a little excited. Perhaps it was due to his youthful nature, or perhaps it was to satisfy that hint of curiosity.

  For the next few days, Ye Fei didn't leave his house all day. When he was hungry, he would ask his servant to send some food over. The rest of the time was spent leaning against the headboard and sleeping, hoping to re-enter that strange dream once again.

  He slept for three consecutive days, tightly grasping the necklace in his hand, drooling all over, yet he still hadn't entered the dream realm of Meng Po Island. This couldn't help but make Ye Fei feel a bit annoyed.

  After putting on his shoes, he suddenly started sprinting around the house with his Lingbu Quan technique. Due to the narrow space, he was initially not very adapted, but later his speed got faster and faster, almost only a residual shadow could be seen. He continued to exert himself until nightfall, feeling wave after wave of fatigue, Ye Fei fell onto the bed without saying another word and started snoring loudly.

  And on the fourth morning, when Ye Fei woke up, he first flashed a joyful expression on his face, then lowered his head to take a look, and immediately afterwards, his complexion became somewhat unsightly. A pair of small eyes blinked unnaturally, because the shoes on his feet had strangely only one left. (End of chapter)

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