Pirates: Get the Ice Demon Slayer Magic at the beginning

Ye Fan followed the beautiful master forward. Although he was a little nervous, he also felt an invisible respect. The ancestor of the Murong family in front of him was so powerful and imposing that he could not help but feel awe.

"Greetings, Grandmaster Murong." The beautiful master bowed respectfully, her voice gentle but firm, revealing a sense of respect. Seeing this, Ye Fan immediately followed suit and bowed, trying his best to make his attitude appear respectful.

"Hmm." Patriarch Murong nodded slightly, his eyes swept over Ye Fan, as if he was sizing him up. "Boy, I heard that you performed well at the auction, and even defeated the first disciple of the inner sect. You deserve praise."

Ye Fan was shocked. Although he knew that he had made some achievements, he was still flattered to be evaluated like this. He lowered his head and answered seriously: "Thank you for the compliment, ancestor. All this is thanks to the teachings of the master."

The old man smiled slightly, with a hint of relief in his eyes. "You are so humble, kid. Remember, strength is not something you can just talk about, but needs to be proven through continuous efforts and actual combat."

The beautiful master nodded in agreement, her tone full of expectation: "Ye Fan has achieved such results precisely because of his hard work. Ancestor, Ye Fan is still young, and I hope to get more guidance from you."

Patriarch Murong hesitated for a moment, then relaxed his expression: "In this case, you can all come to the Murong family often. If there is a chance, I will pass on some of my experience to you."

Ye Fan was delighted and said repeatedly: "Thank you, ancestor!"

The old ancestor waved his hand and said casually: "You young people need to experience more challenges in order to grow faster. The auction in Tianxing City is just one part of it. There will be more opportunities waiting for you in the future."

In this brief conversation, Ye Fan felt the spirit and broad mind of a strong man. He secretly vowed to live up to everyone's expectations, practice hard, and become a real strong man as soon as possible.

Ye Fan returned to his courtyard, full of anticipation. He couldn't wait to start refining the precious Tianlong Horn. He found a quiet corner, sat cross-legged, and the spiritual energy flowed through his body, gradually entering a state of meditation.

He took out the Tianlong Horn from the storage ring and looked at it carefully. The horn was gleaming with faint dragon blood patterns, containing powerful energy and pressure, as if telling of its past glory. Ye Fan took a deep breath, gently placed the Tianlong Horn on his knees, and used the refining method in his mind.

As the spiritual energy circulated, the Tianlong Horn began to emit warm light. Ye Fan silently recited the formula in his heart, feeling the energy fluctuations inside it. He gradually injected spiritual energy into it, trying to establish a connection with this power. Suddenly, the light of the Tianlong Horn began to increase, and the surrounding space also distorted, as if a dragon's roar was echoing in his ears.

"Come on, let me merge with your power!" Ye Fan was determined, and his spiritual energy poured into the Tianlong Horn like a tide. As the energy blended, his spiritual power and the dragon blood energy in the Tianlong Horn constantly collided and merged, bringing waves of strong vibrations. Ye Fan felt the power in his body being gradually pried open, and every inch of his skin was being baptized.

The refining process was not easy. As time went by, fine beads of sweat oozed from Ye Fan's forehead, but he gritted his teeth and persisted. At this time, the energy of the Tianlong Horn continued to circulate in his body, gradually resonating with his spiritual power. Just when he was about to reach his limit, a brilliant light suddenly burst out and rushed straight into the sky.

As the light flashed, Ye Fan's consciousness was drawn into a vast world. He seemed to be in the ancient dragon clan, feeling the power of the dragon flowing in his body, bringing an unparalleled sense of power and agility. At this moment, he realized many combat skills and the use of power, as if he had become that ancient dragon, soaring in the boundless sky.

Just as he was intoxicated by this power, there was a sound of violent turbulence from the outside world. Suddenly, a cry came into his ears: "Lina is dead!" This sentence exploded like thunder, making his heart sink suddenly, and instantly pulling him back to reality from the state of refining.

Ye Fan stood up suddenly, feeling uneasy. He immediately walked out of the courtyard. The disciples around him had gathered together, looking solemn and panicked. The news he heard shocked him. Lina, the partner who had experienced hardships and dangers with him, was killed at this moment!

"What's going on?" Ye Fan grabbed a disciple who was watching and asked anxiously.

The disciple looked pale and spoke incoherently: "I heard that it was a fight between inner disciples, but the details are still unclear. Many people are saying that Lina was ambushed during the assessment, and no one was able to save her at the scene!"

Ye Fan's heart ached, and he could hardly believe it. Every little detail of his time with Lina came to his mind, and that optimistic and cheerful girl, her smile seemed to still be in front of him. In an instant, he felt a surge of anger in his heart, anger and pain intertwined, leaving him with nowhere to vent.

"I'm going to the Tianxing Sect! I must find out the truth!" Ye Fan gritted his teeth, the flame of anger burning in his chest, and vowed to seek justice for Lina.

Ye Fan was extremely anxious and quickly walked towards the inner gate of Tianxing Sect. The disciples around him saw that he looked serious and made way for him. Just as he was about to reach the main hall of the sect, the beautiful master quietly appeared in front of him with a serious look on her face.

"Ye Fan, you must know the truth of the matter." Her voice was low and firm.

"Master, what happened to Lina?" Ye Fan asked anxiously, his heart filled with panic and anxiety.

"It was done by the son of the leader of the Blood Blade Sect." The beautiful teacher frowned slightly and slowly explained what happened. "His name is Mu Chen, and he has long coveted Lina's beauty and the Beast Taming Technique. He took the opportunity to make a move during the assessment in order to steal her secrets."

Ye Fan's heart was filled with anger, and he clenched his fists. "Blood Blade Sect? What kind of force is that?"

The beautiful teacher pondered for a moment, then continued, "The Blood Blade Sect is a powerful force that is no less powerful than the Tianxing Sect. They are known for being ruthless and specialized in killing. They are good at bloodline martial arts, and their methods are cruel, often bullying the weak. As the son of the leader, Muchen has a huge force behind him, and we in the Tianxing Sect cannot directly intervene in his behavior for the time being."

"I won't sit idly by!" Ye Fan's voice was like a sharp blade, with a determined light flashing in his eyes, "Lina is my friend, I must avenge her!"

The beautiful master sighed, her eyes full of concern: "You have to stay calm. The dark forces of the Blood Blade Sect are not something you can fight against at the moment. We must first understand the situation before we can respond."

"Understand the situation? Then I'll go to the Blood Knife Sect!" Ye Fan gritted his teeth, the anger in his heart driving him forward.

"Wait!" The beautiful master hurriedly stopped him, "To act impulsively now is tantamount to seeking death. We need a better plan. The Blood Blade Sect will not let us go easily. If you go there rashly, you may get burned."

Ye Fan slowly stopped, the fire in his heart gradually extinguished by reason. He understood that what the master said made sense, "Then what should we do?"

"First, call together the elders of the Tianxing Sect to discuss countermeasures. At the same time, find a way to find out the specific whereabouts of Mu Chen and the movements of the Blood Knife Sect." The beautiful teacher looked determined, "As long as we have the initiative, we can find the right opportunity to counterattack."

Ye Fan felt a little relieved and nodded in agreement: "Okay, I understand. Thank you for your teachings, Master." He knew that the opportunity for revenge would definitely come, and he must be prepared to meet that moment.

Xue Li, the young master of the Blood Blade Sect, was tall and gloomy, like a ghost in the night. He was dressed in a dark red robe with delicate blood patterns embroidered on the edges, looking cold and mysterious. His long hair was casually tied into a low ponytail, and his face was handsome but with a hint of cruelty, especially his dark red eyes, which were like a hunter staring at his prey, making people shudder.

Xueli walked around the hall of the sect, and the disciples around him lowered their heads when they saw him, fearing that they would anger the young sect master. Although he was young, he had already established his authority in the sect with his powerful strength and cruel methods. He controlled the power of the Blood Blade Sect with one hand, and no one dared to challenge his position easily.

"What are you all doing?" Xueli suddenly spoke, his voice was low and oppressive, instantly suppressing the noise in the hall. Everyone held their breath, silent and waiting for his instructions.

"I heard that there are rumors outside that the inner disciples of the Tianxing Sect have broken into our Blood Knife Sect's territory. How do you plan to deal with it?" He tilted his head slightly, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife.

"Young Master, the disciples are gathering their strength and preparing to launch a counterattack against the Tianxing Sect." A disciple answered respectfully, with a slight tremor in his voice.

"Fight back?" Xue Li sneered, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes, "If I hadn't given the order myself, we would have killed them one by one. That guy is just an outer sect disciple. Do you really think he can pose any threat to us?"

"Yes, Young Master!" Everyone hurriedly agreed. Although they were afraid, they did not dare to disobey his orders.

Xue Li was secretly proud of himself, knowing that he had the absolute advantage of power, especially the opportunity to target the Tianxing Sect. A sinister smile appeared on his lips again, thinking about how to defeat the disciples of the Tianxing Sect one by one and finally realize his ambition.

"Continue to monitor their movements, and once they show a flaw, strike immediately. I want to let the Tianxing Sect know that the majesty of our Blood Knife Sect cannot be challenged by them!" As soon as Xue Li gave the order, the atmosphere in the entire sect suddenly became tense, and everyone was preparing for the upcoming confrontation.