Chapter 59

You killed them like that, aren't you afraid of being hunted by the Ji family just like me?

Ye Fan never expected Yang Zhu to be so domineering; even he could not keep up, and Yang Zhu slaughtered disciples of the ancient families as easily as butchering chickens and dogs.

Let them come.

Yang Zhu said lightly, utterly unafraid; if the Ji family really wanted to move against him, then whoever came would be suppressed and killed one by one.

Exactly, who thinks the ancient families are amazing? If the Ji family learned our identities, they'd surely be scared to death.

The big black dog chimed in; he, standing beside Yang Zhu, seemed to have returned to the days of following the Beginningless Great Emperor, when no one in the world could do anything to him.

What power could make the ancient families wary threefold?

Ye Fan frowned, thinking the big black dog was just boasting.

Naturally… The Black Emperor, as sharp as he was, instantly realized and switched to a sly grin: "I won't tell you; I just want to get you to spill my words."

What are your plans? I intend to cultivate here for a few days.

The terrain here is extraordinary, an excellent place for cultivation; Yang Zhu plans to spend some time to see if there will be any gains.

Yeah, this brat still hasn't fulfilled the condition he promised the Black Emperor; perfect, I'll use these two days to get it done.

Before heading to the former site of the Jade Pond, Ye Fan had agreed to the black dog's condition; ever since that day he came out, the Black Emperor has been constantly thinking about it, and now he can take advantage of this time to settle it.

You still remember…

Damn it! The Black Emperor went to all that trouble to bring you in, and now you want to turn face and deny the debt?

You still have the nerve to say that you unreliable jerk have repeatedly put me in danger, almost getting me killed.

The big black dog bared its teeth, ready to snap at any moment; Ye Fan hastily stepped back two steps, constantly on guard against being bitten.

Wait for me in Morning Sun City five days from now.

Having said that, Yang Zhu stepped into the void, strolling through midair as he searched for a place to enter seclusion.

If he cultivated directly on the broken surface, it would be too conspicuous and attract unwanted attention.

The Black Emperor will definitely arrive on time!

Ye Fan might or might not show up then, but the Black Emperor will come rain or shine!

Half an hour later, Yang Zhu settled on a mountain valley not far from the central Broken Mountain; it was lush and verdant, with abundant spiritual power, making it an excellent spot.

Yang Zhu sat on a piece of blue stone, his soul power spreading out, and soon the topography of the entire mountain range appeared in his mind.

Under his influence, the mountain range trembled slightly, and a continuous stream of white mist rose from within the mountain, the mist hazy.

The white mist is formless and intangible, hard for ordinary people to catch a trace of, but under Yang Zhu's probing of its source, it cannot evade detection.

Divine radiance flowed through his body, Dao patterns emerged, making him look extraordinarily ethereal and sacred, almost merging with the Great Dao.

He absorbed all the white mist within a radius of several dozen li, then refined it one by one.

Truly source qi.

Yang Zhu had previously speculated that this mist might be a gaseous form evolved from source ore that had accumulated and precipitated over time.

This white mist is not only purer than source, but also far richer; just a small handful equals dozens of catties of source.

With each breath, Yang Zhu absorbs and refines hundreds or thousands of strands of white mist, continually shaping the deities within his Dao Palace.

That day, the news of Yang Zhu slaughtering the ancient family disciples spread like wings, rapidly circulating.

You mean that person, relying on himself alone, beheaded several Ji family disciples?

At the time, the Holy Body Ye Fan was also present, and it's said he wasn't as strong as him.

Stronger than the Holy Body… perhaps only the Ji family's Divine Body could suppress him.

The news first spread in Crooked Isle, and the local sect powers, upon hearing it, were no longer calm.

That person is at the third level of the Dao Palace, yet with a wave of his hand he subdued several experts at the fourth level of the Dao Palace!" This news caused another uproar.

Crooked Isle now has this monstrous evildoer; from that day on, the younger generation of cultivators all kept their heads down, daring not to show off, after all many had personally witnessed such a scene.

The news quickly reached the Ji family; upon hearing it, the Ji elders flew into a rage and that very day dispatched strong cultivators to the Northern Territory, proclaiming they would capture Yang Zhu and Ye Fan, even including the big black dog in the lineup.

Hehe, you kid are done for.

In a certain town, the big black dog, Ye Fan, and Tu Fei were together; upon hearing the news, they gave a smirking laugh.

You're also on their hit list.

Ye Fan was speechless, rolling his eyes coldly.

The Black Emperor has extraordinary talent and world-shaking power, so naturally there's no need to fear them, and besides, the Black Emperor has people watching over him.

The big black dog wasn't the least bit anxious, happily spouting windy talk.

Ye Fan, just who is that person? Is he really that strong?

Tu Fei had also heard about that and asked curiously.

You'd better not inquire about that for now.

Ye Fan knew the other party was Da Zui Ba; if he learned Yang Zhu's identity, that would be disastrous—maybe by tomorrow everyone would know, not to mention whether Yang Zhu is willing, but just that Black Emperor fellow would already be on your case.

Kid, don't go poking around; it won't do you any good.

I'm just curious, what's wrong with asking around?

Although they had just met, Tu Fei thoroughly disliked this black dog, always wearing a smirking look; moreover, his eyes lit up at the sight of money.

Whenever he spotted a treasure, he'd either say, "This looks like something the Black Emperor lost," or "Let the Black Emperor take a look; I'll return it to you later."

In the end, it was like trying to hit a dog with a meat bun—once something ended up in the black dog's paws, you could forget about getting it back.

Tu Fei, the illustrious grandson of the Thirteen Great Bandits, was actually robbed by a big black dog, making him curse his mother repeatedly.

Each time after finishing, he not only failed to vent his anger but also ended up bruised purple and black from bites by the Black Emperor, utterly unable to fight back.

Even the Holy Body could do nothing against the big black dog, let alone Tu Fei—each time he had to endure utter misery, that's what it means to feel stifled.

Later, when the Black Emperor learned that the Heaven-Swallowing Magic Lid had been picked up by Tu Fei's grandfather, he kept calling him an "old immortal".

Where did your old immortal grandfather pick it up?

In the river.

Upon hearing this news, the Black Emperor instantly became enraged, running laps around the mountain peak dozens of times.

How is your undying grandfather's strength? This emperor wonders if I could someday hit him with a stick and reclaim my belongings.

You dead dog, how are you speaking? Tu Fei listened, feeling angry.

Damn, that's a treasure this emperor has been longing for years; I didn't expect it to be cheap for your undying grandfather.

The Black Emperor almost burst into tears; angry, he ran around the mountain peak several dozen more laps before calming somewhat.

Ye Fan saw this and said no more; he knew the big black dog was extremely irritable and might bite him at any slip.

……

Morning Sun City, in the past two days many Ji family strongmen have come, continuously searching Quzhou for Ye Fan and others' traces.

Moreover, the Fluctuating Light Holy Land also sent strong cultivators; many of them were slain by Yang Zhu.

The two major transcendent powers arrived in Quzhou, startling the local forces into recent obedience, and moreover, to curry favor, they sent people to help in the search.

(End of chapter)