If Xu Fan could start all over again, he would definitely go head-on with the protagonist the first time they met. Then, he would retreat in defeat. This way, it would be safer.
It was really too dangerous to make friends with the protagonist.
Xu Fan's mind was racing as he thought about how to resolve the current crisis.
At this time, Xu Fan received Ye Xiaoyao's voice transmission.
"Junior Brother Xu, I'm sorry for implicating you."
"After my battle with the five Golden Core demon cultivators, I will get the sword boat to send you on your way."
"They're after me. I don't think they'll chase you."
"Don't worry about me. I can get away on my own."
Listening to Ye Xiaoyao's voice transmission, Xu Fan's expression became worse and worse. If the demon cultivators were to chase after him, wouldn't he be done for?
Before Xu Fan could reply, Ye Xiaoyao went straight to the point.
"So what if I'm facing five Golden Cores?" Ye Xiaoyao commented proudly. Then, the five flying swords floating around him instantly formed a sword formation.
"Flame Mantra: Five Phalanx Slaughter!"
A massive sword array instantly formed, trapping the five Golden Core demon cultivators within.
On the other hand, Xu Fan's sword boat flew rapidly towards the direction of the Heavenly Imperial Sect when Ye Xiaoyao made his move.
At this time, a demonic light flashed in the eyes of the leading Golden Core demon cultivator.
"Lei Shi, go take care of that Qi Refinement Stage kid. Finish the battle quickly. This is not a place to stay."
"Understood."
A Golden Core demon cultivator heading in the direction of the Heavenly Imperial Sect used all his strength to break through!
The sword array flew towards the sword boat that Xu Fan was on.
Ye Xiaoyao's expression instantly changed drastically. He immediately took out a flying sword and chased after the demon cultivator.
"Are you trying to save your friend? No way."
Four Golden Core demon cultivators blocked Ye Xiaoyao's path.
A look of regret flashed across Ye Xiaoyao's face.
"Kid, what are you worrying about? That kid is very strange. He won't die even if you die."
"Focus on the battle."
Ye Xiaoyao instantly calmed down and looked at the four Golden Core demon cultivators with killing intent.
"None of you will be leaving today."
Flames lit up the sky as sword light flashed.
Meanwhile, Xu Fan, who was sitting on the sword boat, was currently looking at the charging light behind him with a bitter expression as it approached step by step. His mind began to think about how to escape.
"If you give me another chance, I will definitely not leave the sect easily."
As the Golden Core demon cultivator approached him, Xu Fan knew that he had to do something.
"What the f*ck is this nonsense? A Qi Refining Stage cultivator fighting against a Golden Core cultivator?"
A Dragon Soul Pearl appeared in Xu Fan's hand. Meanwhile, a small flood dragon puppet appeared beside him.
"Time to get bankrupt."
Azure light erupted from the Dragon Soul Pearl. Then, the image of a hundred-meter-long flood dragon appeared before burrowing into the body of the flood dragon puppet beside Xu Fan.
Roar!
A dragon's roar shook the sky as a hundred-meter-long flood dragon puppet appeared. The demon cultivator chasing behind the sword boat stopped.
A sinister-looking man looked at the hundred-meter-long flood dragon puppet with a strange look in his eyes.
"I didn't expect a Qi Refinement Stage cultivator like you to have such an amazing Dharma treasure. You've taken advantage of me."
In the eyes of the Golden Core demon cultivator, even if this flood dragon puppet was prepared with the combat strength of a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator, it was still at Foundation Establishment Stage.
Xu Fan no longer paid any attention to the Golden Core demon cultivator. Instead, his entire body was focused on forming mysterious seals. This was the final move to use this Dharma artifact.
"Golden Core Senior, how about letting me off?"
After activating the secret technique of the Dharma artifact, Xu Fan heaved a sigh. The artifact would release the combat power of a Golden Core cultivator for 15 minutes, giving him enough time to escape.
"Sure. You can meet me in your next life."
Right at this moment, the 5,000 Spirit Stones hidden within the body of the flood dragon puppet began to melt rapidly, and a surge of astonishing spiritual power gushed out.
In an instant, the aura emanating from the flood dragon puppet surpassed that of a cultivator at the early-stage of the Foundation Establishment Stage.
At this moment, Xu Fan did not say anything. He directly gave the flood dragon puppet the final order to kill the Golden Core cultivator in front of him. Then, he quickly fled in the direction of the Heavenly Imperial Sect.
The explosions from the battle behind him resounded throughout the sky.
"Damn it, I have to refine 10 of these Dharma artifacts when I get back."
Behind Xu Fan, the Golden Core demon cultivator who was fighting with the flood dragon puppet looked at the fleeing Xu Fan. Then, a mocking light flashed past his eyes. He took advantage of the moment when the battle was slowing down and flicked his index finger.
A black Death Soul Bug flew in Xu Fan's direction, appearing and disappearing in the air.
"The methods of a Golden Core cultivator are not something that a little guy in the Qi Refinement Stage like you can escape from."
"If you want to escape, you can do it in your next life. It's a pity that I have to waste this Dharma artifact."
He could tell that Xu Fan had already activated the self-destructing method of his Dharma artifact, allowing the flood dragon puppet to possess the battle prowess of a Golden Core.
At this moment, Xu Fan, who was running for his life, was filled with joy. He felt like he had just survived a calamity.
"After I return to the sect, I won't f*cking come out ever again."
However, before Xu Fan could say anything, he suddenly felt a chill down his spine.
Earth Spirit Barrier!
Fire Spirit Barrier!
Spirit Protection!
Spiritual Light Barrier!
Four defensive Dharma artifacts also quickly resolved around Xu Fan.
"Is this a spiritual curse-type divine ability?"
Just as Xu Fan finished speaking, a black shadow instantly burrowed into his glabella.
"Damn it, I still fell for it."
In an instant, Xu Fan lost control of all of the Dharma artifacts around him.
Xu Fan's body slowly floated towards the clouds.
This was the result of the Light Body Technique that Xu Fan had activated the moment he fell unconscious.
…
Cloud Mist Mountain was located in the extreme west of Wu Country. The mountain was covered in snow all year round, and the villagers lived by hunting and gathering spiritual medicines.
The herb-picking team was searching for the Snow Spirit Ginseng in the snow mountain.
"Little Ya, this is your first time here today. There are many rules when picking herbs on our Cloud Mist Mountain," said an old man to an eight-year-old boy.
"Grandpa, tell me. As long as I can earn enough money to feed my sister and me, I'm willing to do anything," said the little boy foolishly. He remembered what his father said to him before he died.
"On the snowy mountain, only listen to Grandpa Changshan. Only then can you live."
"On the snowy mountain, if you meet spirit beasts, you must kneel. If you meet immortals, you must kneel," said the old man.
"If we encounter a ferocious beast on the mountain, we must not be in the last place while escaping. If we really can't make it, we will jump off the mountain. That way, we will have a chance of survival."
"When you are not strong enough, you must not keep all the spiritual medicines you have picked for yourself. Give half of them to the strongest person in the team first."
The old man told the little boy the rules of survival on the snowy mountain, and the little boy memorized them all.
"You're a good child. Live well. Don't let your father down."
The old man patted the little boy's head in relief, thinking how good it would be if this was his grandson.
"Grandfather, I've remembered everything you said," said the little boy seriously.
"That's good."
The old man and the little boy followed behind the group. The journey up the snowy mountain required three hours, and they could only pick herbs for three hours. This was because the snowy mountain was covered in snow all year round, and the temperature was cold. Ordinary people who spent more than six hours on the snowy mountain would suffer from frost poison.
"Grandfather, have you seen an immortal before?" The boy asked.
"Yes. I've even talked to an immortal before." The old man teased the little boy.
"Grandpa, Grandpa, what did the immortal look like?"
"Haha, in any case, it doesn't look as stupid as you."