Chapter 644

The man before him was a great transcendent. Since he had not concealed his aura, Li Ang easily sensed it.

'Just Bai Fa?'

Recalling the female great transcendent he had seen in Sanchuan Town a few days ago, Zhao Yan instinctively stepped forward to block Bai Xiaoxiao.

Although the white-haired man calling himself 'Xiang Mou' seemed harmless, he knew the black-haired woman likely met a grim fate.

After all, even though he hadn't been present at the time, he had still felt a chilling aura at the end.

Such a powerful treasure—he had only ever seen one like it in the hands of his younger brother.

Under these circumstances, it was hard not to suspect he had come for revenge.

'This is really bad.'

He hadn't expected that before setting out, he had thought as long as he didn't encounter a great transcendent Qiufazhe, he could protect himself and his disciple.

But who could have guessed they'd run into a great transcendent Qiufazhe—and one who had clashed with that woman?

Yes, it wasn't Xiaoxiao who injured that female Qiufazhe, but outsiders didn't know that, and they had no way to sever ties with her now.

'Pity I can't use 【Great Sin Blood Body】 anymore after resurrection; otherwise I might still have a chance.'

Since Zhao Yan was no longer a Fa Shi, he could no longer use his innate transcendent ability.

After all, 【Great Sin Blood Body】 wasn't a special ability like 【Borrowed Primordial True Eyes】, nor a sneaky one like 【Both Life and Death Past Body】.

'But I wonder what relationship Jiujie Sect has with Wu Jie Sect.'

As a former supreme of Wangchuan Art Academy, Zhao Yan remembered a Qiufazhe sect called 'Wu Jie Sect,' whose power had ranked second in his era, with first being Sanzhenfa Sect, his younger brother's sect.

Now Sanzhenfa Sect seemed fallen, but he didn't know what state Wu Jie Sect was in.

Could it be that Jiujie Sect is the successor to Wu Jie Sect?

【You guessed right.】

Just as Zhao Yan was thinking this, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

Hearing the voice, Zhao Yan immediately relaxed.

With that one present, the man nearby wouldn't cause any trouble.

At that moment, Bai Xiaoxiao stepped forward and forced a bold tone: 'Say what you have to say here—I have no time to waste on you.'

Right now, Li Ang was not controlling the girl's body; these words were her own.

And just over a month ago, she had been an ordinary village girl.

Although she had endured many events most people never face in a lifetime, facing a great transcendent Qiufazhe still made her fearful.

Watching Bai Xiaoxiao's pretense, Li Ang's expression turned strange.

He felt an odd sense of familiarity with this scene, as if he had read many similar novels before his transmigration.

Usually, ordinary people transmigrate into the body of a demonic sect's great adept, then bluff and posture.

Of course, like those protagonists, Bai Xiaoxiao had a cheat—and that cheat was him.

Thinking this, Li Ang pulled his scattered thoughts back and turned his attention to the white-haired man.

Because he had read the original work, he knew the man's identity well.

Xiang Yuyin, next ruler of Jiujie Sect, the one who had dug Pan Pan Nanjun up from the bottom of Dongtinghu.

As for who Pan Pan Nanjun is—

Wan Ye's top lackey (one of them).

But why had this guy shown up now? Was it really because of Bai Fa?

He had already held back—how petty of Jiujie Sect.

Just as Li Ang wondered about Xiang Yuyin's intent, the man spoke calmly: 'You need not be so hostile toward Jiujie Sect; we have no conflict.'

'I didn't come here over the matter of Bai Fa.'

Though he said this, a flicker of subtle confusion passed over Xiang Yuyin's face.

He couldn't tell if it was an illusion, but the slender figure before him felt less domineering than when he had stood in Jiujie Sect's main hall not long ago.

'.'

Hearing this, Bai Xiaoxiao was at a loss for a reply.

Fortunately, the bronze mask concealed her emotions; Xiang Yuyin couldn't judge them accurately.

Added to Li Ang's earlier domineering behavior, this great transcendent of Jiujie Sect felt uneasy.

After all, if his master and he were right and the other truly came from Qianji Pavilion, then given the relationship between the two sects, the other might indeed look down on him.

Though Xiang Yuyin didn't know why Qianji Pavilion had always ignored Jiujie Sect.

Just as he silently raised his guard, fearing the other might strike suddenly, Zhao Yan coldly replied: 'Since our supreme refuses to waste words with you, I will speak for him.'

He bowed slightly toward Bai Xiaoxiao: 'Supreme, what do you say?'

'.'

At his master's sudden action, Bai Xiaoxiao froze, then gave a slight nod in affirmation.

Seeing this, Zhao Yan quietly exhaled in relief.

Good—the girl had decent mental fortitude; she knew to say as little as possible in such moments.

But that depended on the situation—he had once tried the same trick when facing Chang Shi Wan Fa Xian Jun, only to be seen through at a glance.

'Kill your own kin, sever your own friends.'

Remembering the man's unwavering creed, Zhao Yan couldn't help sighing.

Yet just as there were Qiufazhe factions that despised Fa Shi like his younger brother, there were also neutral ones, and

those unwilling to live only two hundred years, who actively sought contact with Fa Shi.

And the man before him clearly belonged to the latter—or rather, the entire Jiujie Sect did.

After all, judging from Bai Fa's conduct, these people clearly weren't hostile to Fa Shi.

'So he's treating me and Xiaoxiao as fa corpses?'

Thinking this, Zhao Yan began pondering how to use this identity to escape the great Divine Ability Realm seeker far away.

Unless absolutely necessary, it was best not to let the one behind him act—he hadn't forgotten that the first time they met, the man had revealed he was constantly watched by the law of cause and effect.

Upon hearing the conversation between Zhao Yan and Bai Xiaoxiao, Xiang Yuyin silently thought, 'As I suspected.'

Just as he thought, the mysterious powerful figure before them was indeed a fa corpse formed by a patriarch of some sect.

'So is this person one of his disciples? Or is he also a fa corpse?'

Looking at Zhao Yan, who also wore a bronze mask, Xiang Yuyin felt the latter's probability was higher.

Fortunately, he had one virtue: he spoke plainly. Sometimes it made others feel he was being sarcastic, but those words truly came from his heart.

'I wonder which sect you two come from? If you don't mind, Jiujie Sect could offer some minor assistance to your Suozaimen Sect.'

'Just a nameless small sect; no need to trouble you.'

'If so, would you two consider joining Jiujie Sect as honored guests? We could then discuss your compensation in detail.'

'?'

Looking at the Bai Fa man far away, whose expression was calm, Zhao Yan couldn't tell if the man was joking or serious.

Moments later, just as Zhao Yan was about to refuse, Xiang Yuyin suddenly turned his head toward the nearby forest.

'How long are you going to watch? Aren't you going to come out?'

Hearing this, Zhao Yan wasn't surprised—he had also sensed others were present besides the three of them.

Not long after his words faded, three seekers of the Dao emerged from the forest, each with different expressions.

The leader stared at the silent Bai Xiaoxiao, and a flicker of greed passed through his eyes.

That's right—the strange phenomenon on the Silk Road not long ago was caused by this person.

If he could seize that opportunity, he would surely enter the Divine Ability Realm.

Yet this man didn't notice that the faces of his two subordinates behind him were nearly tearful.

This weirdo of a boss clearly looked like a ruthless type—could they possibly handle him?

Unfortunately, the seeker, blinded by greed, had completely ignored the oddities around him, his gaze locked on the slender figure not far away.

Seeing this, Zhao Yan's expression turned icy—he hadn't encountered such a fool in a long time.

Just as the atmosphere grew increasingly strange, a voice suddenly came from the nearby forest.

Ma Chao, looking at the mysterious strong man he'd met in San Chuan Town, panted out: 'F-fore前辈, I've finally found you.'

'I must thank you for your earlier help. Also, my disciple has something he wishes to say to you.'

Saying this, he gestured to the gray-haired boy beside him to speak quickly and then flee.

Ma Chao might lack talent in the path of seeking the Dao, but after living so long, he had at least some sense.

Though he didn't know the identity of the Bai Fa man with sewn-shut eyes, he clearly wasn't a good person. Probably.

Hearing this, Gao Haoguang stepped forward and spoke with solemn tone: 'Thank you for granting me those two Divine Abilities. But they are far too precious for me—what would you have me do in return?'

At this moment, Bai Xiaoxiao looked at the former companion across from her, her expression turning profoundly complex—she never expected they'd meet again under such circumstances.

After a brief silence, the girl spoke in a voice devoid of emotion: 'Given, then given. I was willing.'

'.'

Hearing this, Haishan glanced skeptically at Gao Haoguang.

Could such a lucky thing really happen? He'd never encountered it before.

Thinking this, he silently prayed inwardly:

'Please let me quickly recover the 【Momentary Longevity Blooming Flower】, and if you could grant me some other treasures, that would be even better.'

'Also, let my father stop pressuring me to marry—I don't want to be bound so early.'

Unfortunately, Gao Haoguang didn't know Haishan's thoughts—if he had, he'd have given him a huge eye roll.

Hearing Bai Xiaoxiao's words, he didn't know what to say.

Yet the lowly seeker, upon seeing the gray-haired boy, suddenly brightened.

Good fortune doubles!

If he remembered correctly, this boy had also triggered those treasures on the Silk Road.

Filled with excitement, he couldn't help shouting: 'You two, hurry up—'

But before he finished speaking, a heavy thud echoed through the scene.

Puh—

Staring at the pile of foul-smelling, rotting flesh before them, the two subordinates froze in shock.

At that moment, Xiang Yuyin spoke: 'Such weaklings only dirty your hands. I hope you won't mind my taking the liberty.'

As he spoke, before the other two seekers could react, they too turned into piles of rotting flesh and collapsed to the ground.

Seeing this, Gao Haoguang's group tensed instantly.

Just like that, they're dead?!

Though they'd realized the group was hostile, this Bai Fa man's killing instinct was far too extreme!

Haishan tugged at Gao Haoguang's sleeve, signaling him to leave immediately.

After all, anyone who could speak so casually to that mysterious strong man was surely a great Divine Ability Realm cultivator—and one with a fickle temper, at that.

Just as the group was about to leave, a voice filled with confusion suddenly sounded beside them.

'Are you from Sanzhenfa Sect?'

Xiang Yuyin looked at the familiar insignia on their sleeves and began recalling certain records from his sect.

After a moment, he couldn't help shaking his head slightly: 'That Black Bamboo fellow never expected he'd miss such vital intelligence.'

'Fortunately, it's not too late yet. You'll stay here.'