Chapter 905: Long Time No See

With the Silent Night Blade present, Lu Ran naturally knew everything that had happened here.

He gazed up at He Qifeng standing high above and said, "Thanks."

He Qifeng snorted, tilting his spirited face upward in a haughty posture.

You damn thing!

You finally decided to show up?

You're quick to arrive, aren't you?

So this white-robed woman really means a lot to you, huh?

He Qifeng's gaze swept over the group clad in green capes and green hats, instantly sensing that several among them possessed formidable strength!

Lu Ran indeed didn't lie—his subordinates did include several Sea Realm adepts.

The more he looked, the more envious He Qifeng became.

As a result, her gaze toward Lu Ran grew even hotter.

If one day I could bring that dog Lu under my command, wouldn't my Great Wind Hall soar?

"Sir!" Dai Tianming's forehead glistened with cold sweat as he made one final plea, "There's truly been a misunderstanding!

We didn't know this woman's true identity—we only knew she was a follower of Lie Tian, and surely you're aware of the Lie Tian sect."

Lu Ran could no longer hear the man's words.

His eyes settled on Si Xianxian.

Since arriving at Shengling Mountain, half a year had passed, and he had fully adapted to this place.

To avoid longing and to hide his vulnerability, he had severed his inner ties to the outside world, daring not to dwell on the mortal realm again.

Yet now, Lu Ran saw a special person.

Someone close enough to matter.

Someone who could truly awaken his memories of growth.

In a daze, Lu Ran, through this slender figure, seemed to see one Si Xianxian after another.

The girl who stood up for him in the Demon Cave·Evil Dog Village, raising her palm and striking the bully hard across the face.

The girl in a white down jacket, wearing a pink rabbit-ear headband, standing outside his bedroom window, grinning and tapping on the glass.

The girl in a wool coat and black high heels, standing at the high-speed train door, refusing to get off, glaring fiercely at him.

The girl carrying a suitcase, scampering after him up Luoxian Mountain, gazing dreamily at the sunset, murmuring how beautiful this place was.

All the images of her from Lu Ran's years of growth merged into the woman before him.

Her hair hung loose and disheveled, her appearance ragged.

Her eyes were slightly red, her face bearing a hint of grievance.

Several gashes tore open her left calf, blood soaking her pant leg, flesh peeled back to reveal gleaming white bone.

The wounds were horrifying.

Lu Ran drew the Eight Wilderness Annihilation Blade in his left hand and seized the Radiant Light Blade floating beside him, pointing forward:

"Kill."

"Sir!" Dai Tianming's heart nearly leapt from his chest as he shouted, "I'm the head of the Hidden Wolf Forest! Think carefully!

Better to resolve enmity than to deepen it! This is merely a misunderstanding—"

"This one talking." Lu Ran crouched slightly, spinning his blade in a flourish, "Is mine."

Dai Tianming's pupils shrank sharply!

"Ssshh—"

Mist churned beneath Lu Ran's feet as he shot forward, his wide cape flapping wildly.

Seeing this, Dai Tianming was stunned!

This youth radiated terrifying killing intent—had he assumed he was some powerful Divine Believer, but this…

Xianyang Believer?

Are you here to play around?

"Ssshh—"

Lu Ran's speed surged—he shifted from second gear to fourth, his Immortal Hoof instantly upgraded from Stream Rank to River Rank.

First Form of the Lu Gate Sword Art: Ask the Moon!

Originated from Ghost Moon Mountain, taught by the Ghost Moon Fox!

Dai Tianming indeed looked down on disciples of the Ninth-Rank Deity—Xianyang—but among the mysterious hooded cloaked figures, there were indeed several Sea Realm adepts.

He would never let his guard down.

This vigilance and caution saved Dai Tianming's life!

As Lu Ran's speed spiked, Dai Tianming, aided by the Greedy Wolf Divine Art·Wolf Sense, reacted instantly.

The Greedy Wolf Divine Art·Wolf Agility further amplified Dai Tianming's swift movements!

Dai Tianming held a short blade in his right hand to block the horizontal slash, while his left hand gripped another short blade, poised to strike sideways with force.

The plan was perfect—but…

"Ding!"

Dai Tianming felt his palm go numb—a tremendous force surged through his blade, shattering it?

Where did this youth get such terrifying strength?

But Dai Tianming had no time to think—in a flash of lightning, a blade's gleam appeared!

As the Radiant Light Blade severed the broken blade, it slashed violently across Dai Tianming's throat.

Dai Tianming's outstretched arm, under Lu Ran's immense force, was folded backward and slammed into his own face.

This, ironically, saved him again!

"Ssshh!"

The blade pierced armor!

River Rank·Waterflow Armor was clearly no match for a second-grade divine weapon combined with Lie Tian's power!

The Waterflow Armor on Dai Tianming's forearm was ripped open.

His forearm was torn apart, flesh shredded to reveal bone-deep wounds!

"Aaaah!" Dai Tianming screamed.

As he flew backward, he gritted his teeth against the agony and instinctively activated his invisibility technique.

Greedy Wolf Divine Art·Wolf Invisibility!

Lu Ran's face darkened; he pressed on, following the sound of the wind, mist rising again beneath his feet.

"Pop~"

A strange sound, like a fish blowing bubbles, echoed across the battlefield.

It wasn't Lu Ran's Ink Carp Heresy—it was Yu Changsheng summoning the Rain-Praying Carp; for now, Lu Ran didn't wish to expose his secrets before the Wu Jifeng disciples.

A pale golden fish swam through the sky, summoning a fine golden rain.

Yu Changsheng sensed the battlefield and unleashed a Dragon Carp Break toward the side.

"Roar!"

Amid the golden rain, several small Azure Dragons emerged, and countless floating water droplets spread outward.

Asha Divine Art·Azure Dragon Sea!

"Ding!"

The sound of a bowstring vibrating.

Luoying gripped her bow tightly, eyes icy, sensing everything within a hundred-meter radius.

A volley of arrows shot rapidly into the air.

One must admit, the Greedy Wolf sect's invisibility technique was truly powerful.

It didn't just render the user invisible—it concealed their aura and suppressed divine energy fluctuations within their body!

This is one reason why, despite lacking River Rank divine techniques, the Deity Greedy Wolf still held firm in the third row.

If the Witch Crow sect's believers were weak combatants serving as scouts,

then the Greedy Wolf sect's believers were powerful, all-around reconnaissance soldiers!

Such highly functional believers weren't even worthy of being assigned to the Moonwatchers of Yuxiang City!

They were all reserved for the major cities.

As for a tiny place like Yuxiang City… hmm, I'll assign you a few Witch Crow believers.

Go play now.

Greedy Wolf disciples were indeed masters of stealth, but ultimately, they were invisible—not intangible!

The golden beams, water droplets, and Azure Dragons could all trace their bodily outlines!

"Aaaah!" A sudden scream pierced the air.

A string of arrows tore through an invisible figure, piercing through his Waterflow Armor and driving straight through his heart!

Blood sprayed!

The revealed man, pierced by arrows, was flung backward.

Luoying,

a true, unadulterated god of death!

The first head Lu Ran claimed was hers; the second and third were hers too!

Luoying gripped the Binfen Bow and suddenly swung it sideways.

A sharp *ding* echoed.

This time, what shot from the Binfen Bow was no longer a string of arrows, but a row of small Cang Dragons!

Sea Realm Divine Art: Thousand Shadows of Cang Dragon!

A full thirty-two small Cang Dragons spread before Luoying in a 180-degree arc, roaring forward in a deadly charge.

The scene was utterly magnificent!

Two enemies whose bodies had been shattered by the Cang Dragons now revealed themselves, horribly mangled.

"Sss!" On the small hill, Yin Tianlong sucked in a sharp breath.

What the hell!

Such fierce followers of Xianyang, such terrifying Sea Realm masters!

Is this the power of Ran Gate?

"Ah!"

"Aaaah!" Screams came one after another.

Yin Tianlong felt his eyes couldn't keep up with the pace of battle.

The massive school of Long Li fish on that side seemed ready to swallow the entire forest—and the panicked TaLang disciples along with it.

On this side, the water whips lashed out in dense waves, striking two hidden figures without discrimination.

Did the TaLang disciples not want to run?

No—one tall figure had slowed their escape.

She was also a Xianyang follower!

Mist churned beneath her feet as she darted swiftly across the battlefield, and the broken blade in her hand always precisely forced out TaLang disciples from empty spaces.

Even forcing them back into the fight.

In barely a few seconds, seven of Dai Tianming's eight hall members were dead!

Aside from Dai Tianming, only one TaLang disciple remained—far off, on watch, having fled early.

Was this a battle?

No!

This was a crushing, unstoppable slaughter by the Sea Realm over the River Realm!

This was a complete and utter massacre!

How important could that Lie Tian disciple possibly be?

Had Lu Ran brought the entire Ran Gate with him?

"Aaaah! No, no, noooo!" A piercing scream suddenly erupted from the distant forest.

Had the lookout been killed too?

He Qi Feng clenched his fists tightly.

Are there more of Ran Gate?

Hiding in the shadows?

They're leaving not a single survivor.

Ten seconds earlier, in the distant forest.

A woman fleeing in panic suddenly stopped, thrusting her dagger forward with all her strength.

Yan Shuangzi appeared abruptly, her Moon of Evil Blade clashing fiercely with the dagger.

"Get lost!!" The TaLang female disciple, frantic, swung her dagger like a rabid dog.

Yan Shuangzi swung her blade repeatedly, exchanging several blows in quick succession—but falling back with each strike.

Finally, she leapt backward hastily, trying to create distance.

The TaLang female disciple's eyes turned cruel; she had already gauged the opponent's strength, speed, and all other aspects—clearly, this was a beginner River Realm follower.

And likely, a disciple of the Evil Dog!

If she didn't kill this woman, she'd be trapped in endless pursuit.

The TaLang female disciple, desperate and furious, felt the overwhelming threat from multiple Sea Realm masters on the battlefield—she had to give everything to fight.

She lunged forward, stabbing wildly.

As Yan Shuangzi leapt back, she slashed her Moon of Evil Blade fiercely in front of her.

The TaLang female disciple's eyes glinted with malice, precisely judging the distance—letting the blade sweep past her waist.

The blade passed—but its tip left behind a dark crescent suspended in midair.

Divine Weapon Domain: Crescent Shadow!

At such close range, no matter how fast the TaLang disciple reacted, her momentum carried her straight through the floating black crescent.

Her body passed through.

But she was cut cleanly in half.

The TaLang disciple did not die immediately.

She clawed at the ground, dragging her upper torso, face twisted in agony, screaming in terror: "Aaaah! No, no, noooo!"

Yan Shuangzi frowned.

Under the full force of Evil Awareness, the TaLang disciple's screams were unbearable.

Yan Shuangzi stepped forward, her heart surging with malice, and slammed her foot down hard!

*Crack! *

The sound of a skull shattering made teeth ache and flesh recoil.

The world finally fell silent.

Yan Shuangzi vanished, hiding again behind a tree, listening intently.

The hidden TaLang disciples had no breath, no spiritual energy fluctuations.

But if they ran, they'd leave footsteps.

Yan Shuangzi here searched for any fleeing enemies, while on the battlefield, Lu Ran's battle had reached a fever pitch!

Dai Tianming, as a hall master, was indeed powerful!

He possessed River Realm Stage Five strength; in sheer physical speed, he surpassed Lu Ran's Stage Three by a margin.

Not just physically strong—he was also amplified by divine arts!

But Dai Tianming had only this one advantage.

Lu Ran possessed Immortal Hooves, moving faster than his opponent—leaving Dai Tianming trapped, unable to escape Lu Ran's pursuit.

Lu Ran wielded Lie Tian power, dominating in strength, leaving Dai Tianming defenseless!

Lu Ran also held a divine weapon, razor-sharp!

What could Dai Tianming possibly use to survive?

"Wait! Sir, let's talk!"

Dai Tianming's plea cut off abruptly as a piercing scream rang out—his forearm was severed.

The clean cut of the severed limb lay on the ground, gushing blood.

Until now, Lu Ran had seemed to be fighting invisible air.

Because Dai Tianming still activated his Divine Art: Wolf Concealment, clinging to an unrealistic dream—hoping for even a sliver of chance to vanish completely, making himself invisible to Lu Ran.

"Wait?" Lu Ran swung his Azure Light Blade in his left hand and the Eight Wilderness Annihilation Blade in his right, slashing wildly at Dai Tianming!

TaLang followers, famed for their speed, were mockingly called: "like rabid dogs."

Pay attention!

Only *like*!

But Lu Ran? He was the real rabid dog!

How insane was he?

Even the gray wolf shadows Dai Tianming summoned, Lu Ran didn't bother dodging.

He was already nearly killing through Dai Tianming!

Every time a gray wolf shadow lunged, Lu Ran had already moved from his original spot, charging forward dozens of meters to attack Dai Tianming.

*Sss! Sss! Sss! *

The twin blades slashed relentlessly—the sound of water armor being torn, flesh being ripped—constant and sharp!

"I surrender! I surrender! Please wait—"

"Wait for what?" Lu Ran's pupils were icy, his voice frigid. "You know the rules of Sacred Spirit Mountain well. So do I."

"You—!" Dai Tianming's eyes bulged with rage, unleashing a desperate will to survive.

Divine Art: Wolf Perception—maxed out!

Divine Art: Wolf Agility—maxed out!

The TaLang disciple twisted and dodged frantically, his invisible body spraying gushes of blood from his severed arm.

Evil Art: Evil Awareness—maxed out!

Evil Art: Evil Agility—maxed out!

The Master of the Evil Dog lunged forward—who the hell didn't have perception? Who the hell didn't have agility?

On the small hill, He Qi Feng clenched his fists in excitement!

Watching live was far more exhilarating than watching a recording.

Lu Ran is truly vicious!

"Fuck." Yin Tianlong muttered, watching Lu Ran's utterly ruthless posture—he suddenly realized something and shuddered.

The two elder Gens secretly exchanged glances, seeing a flicker of horror in each other's eyes.

Previously, the two had jointly carried out a mission with Lu Ran and Yu Changsheng for half a month.

But back then, Lu Ran had merely used his Divine Weapon Domain to cover the team's back, never acting unless absolutely necessary.

Look at him now!

A mid-stage River Realm cultivator, a follower of Xiang Xianyang, chasing and slaughtering face-to-face a peak-stage River Realm cultivator, a follower of Tanlang?

Is this the true worth of "Great Xia's Number One Prodigy"?

"Ssshh—"

As Lu Ran closed in on Dai Tianming, a sudden burst of immortal mist erupted beneath his feet!

He held his blade horizontally before him, made no slashing motion, and launched forward like a projectile!

Burn Gate Sword Art, Second Form: Startling Moon!

"Ssshh!"

The blade pierced the armor!

"Hum!"

Lu Ran and Dai Tianming's figures crossed, the Radiant Blade vibrating fiercely, a brilliant flash of light passing in an instant!

The razor-sharp blade sliced through the Waterflow Armor and instantly slashed across Dai Tianming's throat.

"Ugh."

Dai Tianming's pupils contracted violently!

Lu Ran surged forward, then halted abruptly—halted, then surged again!

He used a layer of wind and waves beneath his feet to spin sharply.

Thunder erupted from nowhere!

"Ssshh—"

Lu Ran, gripping the Eight Wilderness Annihilation Blade, stabbed it into Dai Tianming's occiput and charged forward relentlessly.

"Crack!!"

Dai Tianming, clutching his throat, finally saw his Waterflow Armor shatter.

The Eight Wilderness Annihilation Blade plunged deep into Dai Tianming's skull, and as Lu Ran thrust forward, the blade also pierced through a massive tree.

"Heh."

Lu Ran's chest heaved violently; he released the hilt and stepped back two paces.

Dai Tianming stared wide-eyed, his face pressed against the bark, his skull impaled and nailed to the tree by the Eight Wilderness Blade.

Finally, the battlefield fell into silence.

Only the wind blew, carrying the pungent stench of blood.

Xun Yifei, watching from afar, glanced at his wife beside him.

After all this time, this was the first time they had seen Lu Ran so fierce, so brutal.

Beside Si Xianxian, Yu Changsheng—who had arrived earlier—tossed her another Long Li.

Yu Changsheng also stared fixedly at Lu Ran, feeling something strange.

Why does it feel—

that the sect master, without revealing his divine or demonic arts, is even more dominant?

"Lu Ran…"

Yu Changsheng suddenly heard Si Xianxian whisper.

"Go," Yu Changsheng whispered.

"Ah." Si Xianxian's injuries had long since been fully healed.

She didn't recognize Yu Changsheng, but knew this powerful Long Li follower was with Lu Ran.

Si Xianxian stepped forward, but her pace gradually slowed.

For some reason, her expression changed—the pained, wounded look vanished from her face.

"Hm?" Lu Ran turned around and saw the girl walking toward him.

"Long time no see, Lu Ran," Si Xianxian smiled sweetly.

As always, cloyingly sweet.

Yet her eyes were red, tears welling—making this sweet smile appear tragically beautiful.

Lu Ran looked at Si Xianxian, pretending to be strong, and swallowed his words of comfort.

He watched her silently for a long while, then a warm smile spread across his face.

Lu Ran slowly raised his hand and gently ruffled Si Xianxian's hair, his voice soft:

"Long time no see, Xian'er-jie."

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