Looking at Yun Jianhan's eager expression, Ye Xiangyang couldn't help but think of him even higher.
Although there is a rule in the martial arts world that whoever discovers something first gets it, it is not uncommon for people to stab their friends in the back or even kill their relatives for a yellow-grade herb. Just like Ye Xingyue poisoned his own father in order to become the head of the Ye family.
Yun Jianhan had expectation on his face and desire in his heart, but there was no greed to swallow up everything. This is a broad mind and a broad heart. He abided by the rules of the martial arts world and acknowledged that these things were his, which showed that he had good character.
In this case, this person is worth making friends with.
"Okay, you can pick as much as you want."
Yun Jianhan said gratefully: "I will first pick a low-grade herb and a yellow-grade herb. I'm afraid we will spend tonight in this valley, and I will use the extracts of these herbs to practice."
Ye Xiangyang nodded, pointed to the area that Tianwu had already controlled, and asked him to pick herbs.
At night, Ye Xiangyang was practicing in the house, and Yun Jianhan was outside the hut.
Yun Jianhan gobbled up the inferior sixth-level golden sword grass in big mouthfuls, and at that moment he came down from the lush tree and began to practice.
Ye Xiangyang was in the house, holding the black crystal and began his own practice.
Ye Xiangyang was practicing and was not on guard at all; but he didn't know that Yun Jianhan entered the state of meditation in the blink of an eye and was not on guard at all.
The sky is clear.
Yun Jianhan had just finished his work. He felt that after a night of practice, absorbing the medicinal essence of the medicines and the mysterious energy in the valley, he had already reached the peak of the ninth star of the Xuanshi level. He was only one step away from breaking through to the Xuanshi level.
He looked at the hut gratefully. As the first genius of the Yun family, he certainly knew the cruel situation in the martial arts world. Everything was based on resources and interests. The value of the medicine in the small valley was immeasurable.
If Ye Xiangyang was worried that he would be exposed, he might be able to eliminate him. He was also testing himself. If Ye Xiangyang wanted to eliminate him, it would be effortless. He knew the battle at night very well. Duan Chuan, a second-star Xuanshi, was seriously injured by him, let alone himself.
Ye Xiangyang didn't move at all overnight. What does that mean? It means that Ye Xiangyang truly believes in me. It once again confirms my thoughts. This friend is worth making friends with.
He was sighing, and Ye Xiangyang, who was dressed in green, was also sighing. He was protected by the little golden beetle while he was in meditation. If Yun Jianhan made any unusual movement, he would definitely be buried in this mysterious valley.
There was nothing unusual about him overnight.
When the two of them got together, they smiled at each other in tacit understanding, and the feelings in their hearts became deeper, with a feeling of mutual appreciation.
Overnight, Tianwu had completely cracked the formation in the valley and understood why there were no monsters in the valley. If monsters came in, they would be strangled by the formation.
Ye Xiangyang said to Yun Jianhan: "We will use this small valley as our base to deal a fatal blow to the people from the Hong Family City Lord's Mansion who come here."
It was dawn over the Yuntie Mine.
The second captain led 150 people to intercept Ye Xiangyang and kill all the more than 30 people led by Ye Xiangyang to prevent future troubles for the family. After contacting the elder, they searched for two days and finally found the tent of Ye Xiangyang's guard team in the twilight.
The Hong family quickly gathered around the tent. One hundred and fifty mystics and four mystics surrounded the tent.
Elder Hong, the second captain, Dai Hexu, Duan Chuan, the four great masters each guarded one side and looked at each other. They were confident that they could catch these people in one fell swoop.
Elder Hong laughed loudly: "Chun Guang, come out. You are a treacherous villain. Today is the day you die."
Chun Guang came out of the tent with fourteen Xuan Masters, smiling, and bowed to Elder Hong, saying, "Elder Hong, what are you doing? You know we are weak and don't need to mobilize so many troops to protect our safety, right?"
"So many brothers have come, we can't afford the hiring fees."
The second captain smiled grimly: "Hehehe, Chun Guang is so arrogant that you are still a master of the mysticism. You don't even know that you are about to die? Hand over Ye Xiangyang, and I will give you a quick death without involving your family. How about that?"
"If not, hehe, not only will you die, but your family will die too."
The second captain had a ferocious look on his face. This decisive and murderous man was known as the Blood Hand Shura. He killed people without blinking an eye and was ruthless. His murderous aura was so real that he gave people the feeling that he was a demon from hell.
"Second Captain, I'm sorry. Even if you cut me into pieces, I can't hand over Ye Xiangyang. He left quietly yesterday morning. Before he left, he left me a letter. Please take a look."
As he spoke, he flicked his finger, and the envelope emitted a ray of light and came towards the second captain with the sound of wind.
The second captain opened it and saw the words:
Captain Chunguang, I'm leaving first. Only if I leave can I protect the lives of my brothers, and only if I leave the Hong family will they stop. After I leave, you divide the team into two groups, one group will continue to wander around Guibei Mountain, and the other group will return to Xuanwu County. We will be divided into three parties. As long as one party returns, the auction hall will be able to avenge us in the future.
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The second captain's hands were shaking as he brought his men in with a threatening look on his face. Who would have thought that such a situation would occur
Ye Xiangyang is gone. Even if all the Xuanists are killed, what's the point? In the future, as long as Ye Xiangyang reports to the auction hall, his family may be in danger of being wiped out.
What should I do now? I have tried to assassinate Ye Xiangyang twice, but both times failed. Even if I go back like this, I am afraid I will not be able to avoid a sharp knife from the auction hall in the future.
The second captain handed the letter to the first elder.
The burly elder looked at the letter with his heart sinking. He never thought that this kid would be so courageous and dare to enter Turtle Back Mountain alone.
If Ye Xiangyang didn't die, it would be useless whether these people died or not. If Ye Xiangyang didn't die, but these people died, when the auction hall settled the accounts, the entire Hong family might be in danger. If Ye Xiangyang died, but these people didn't die, they would be witnesses, and they would also trigger the thunderous wrath of the auction hall.
What should they do? This seemed to be a vicious circle that they could not jump out of, like punching cotton with no power. Moreover, only half of the guards were here, and the rest might have already left Turtleback Mountain.
After leaving Guibei Mountain, the dozen of them were divided into small groups. If only one person stayed behind, the news of their actions would definitely be hidden. Now it was too late even if they sent a letter to the Xuanwu County family to intercept and kill them.
He left in disgrace like this. The Hong family could not afford to bear the consequences after two failed attempts to assassinate the treasure hunter.
Everything was caused by the change of mind of this man in front of him. If he had not changed his mind, Ye Xiangyang would have turned into a cold corpse the night before yesterday.
How could he be so passive? The second captain of the Hong family had the urge to tear Chun Guang apart.
The four of them discussed it and decided that it was useless to go any further, so they might as well take a step back. If they took a step back, they would have an excuse even if the auction hall questioned them in the future. It would not bring about the catastrophe of the family's demise, but Ye Xiangyang's growth potential was really worrying.
Elder Hong and his men came to the front of the group and clasped their fists towards Chun Guang. "Captain, this is a misunderstanding. Our team came here and saw someone setting up camp, so we came to take a look. Please forgive us, Captain. Come on, bring some wine and food. We want to drink with these guards to calm them down."
Chun Guang smiled faintly, naturally understanding the reason. He cupped his hands and said, "Great Elder Hong, two coaches, we brothers are a little tired after a long day of running around. If there is nothing else, we will go and rest."
As he spoke, he left the hundred-plus people stranded in this desolate mountain wilderness.
The elder laughed, clasped his fists towards Chun Guang and said, "Haha, Captain Chun Guang, we are just passing by here. Please forgive us if we have offended you."
After the Great Elder finished speaking, his face darkened and he waved his hand, and the team headed towards the northeast.
Under the light of the tent, the four men looked gloomy and looked at each other with serious eyes. They failed to gain anything and ended up losing the rice. This was the current situation.
Chun Guang's betrayal put them in a dilemma. If these people insisted that they came to assassinate the treasure hunter, even if their family would not be implicated, they would still be punished.
Elder Hong's eyes were filled with anger: "What should we do?"
Dai Hexu's eyes flashed brightly under the lamp. "We have no choice but to retreat. All of us should leave. If the auction hall asks us, we can say that we were just sparring with Master Ye Xiangyang. The auction hall will see that there are no casualties in their team, so even if they blame us, it won't be too serious. We can still clean up the situation."
The second commander slammed the table, and the whole table turned into powder. "Hey, damn it, we mobilized a lot of people, threw pots and bowls, and didn't even accomplish a hair's breadth of work, and we got ourselves into trouble. It's really frustrating. I absolutely cannot let Chunguang go."
However, not sparing the spring light is a matter for later. As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood. They have already agreed to rest tonight and return the same way tomorrow.
It was a starry night, the sky was dark, and the night in Turtle Back Mountain was even darker. In the distance, the low and sad cries of monsters rang out, carried by the howling north wind, making Turtle Back Mountain look even more terrifying and desolate.
Two dark shadows were lurking behind two big trees not far from where the Hong family's troops were stationed, quietly waiting for these people to fall asleep.
At midnight, a figure moved, like a raccoon cat, without making any sound, and rushed towards a tent. He dodged the patrolling Xuanist's eyes and headed towards the tent.
Whoosh, like a gust of wind, sneaked into a tent.
There were fifteen Xuanists sleeping in the tent. Ye Xiangyang used the blood-drinking dagger in his hand to draw on the necks of the sleeping Xuanists.
Puff puff puff!
The sounds are connected into a line.
The last Xuanshi, half asleep and half awake, called out, "Who!"
Ye Xiangyang replied in a low voice: "Me."
puff!
Painted on his neck.
"Ah—there's an assassin!"
This time the blow did not completely cut his trachea, and the man screamed.
Ye Xiangyang pushed the dagger in his hand forward, and it shot into his chest.
Yun Jianhan was holding a sword in his hand and was slaughtering people in a tent on the opposite side. When he heard the shout, he chopped off the head of the last Xuanist in the tent with his last sword and flashed into the dark night.
The patrolling Xuanists rushed to the tent, turned on the light and saw that all fifteen Xuanists were stabbed to death.
The clanging gongs sounded.
"Someone come, there's an assassin."
Elder Hong and the four great masters looked at the fifteen corpses in the tent, each of them with unconcealable anger on their face.
Elder Hong clenched his fists so hard that they made a crackling sound. "Damn it, who on earth did this? I will tear him into pieces."