Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

"Hmph! Since you're here, don't even think about leaving!"

Huangfu Sheng's cold snort came again. In the next moment, spiritual energy fluctuations spread out from the southwest. Even from a great distance, one could feel it. Clearly, he had used a powerful spell.

"Huangfu, Fellow Daoist, are you really going to be so unreasonable? No matter what, I am also a native cultivator of the Dragonfall Region. If you kill me, aren't you afraid that the world will point fingers at your spine? Don't forget, you've only just gained a foothold in the Dragonfall Region."

The voice of the man from before contained unwillingness and anger. At the same time, waves of saber energy spread out.

"You have some nerve, daring to threaten me. Go die!"

After Huangfu Sheng said this, the sound of their conversation ceased, replaced by booming sounds and the occasional miserable howls of the man.

Now that Huangfu Sheng was attracting attention, naturally no one was paying attention to him, making it a good opportunity to break the formation with all his might.

But it must be said that the defense of this light罩 was indeed powerful. After taking a solid blow from the rod, it only shook slightly, without showing any signs of damage.

However, Wu Fan was not in a hurry and raised the rod to smash it again.

"Master, who is that Zhan Xiao? Do you know him?"

Seeing her master happily smashing the formation with the rod, Ling'er hurriedly threw out the Phoenix Moon Hairpin to help, and at the same time asked doubtfully.

"I don't know him either, but I have seen him. He's just an early-stage cultivator who was down the mountain before!"

As Wu Fan explained, the image of a burly middle-aged man with a long saber appeared in his mind.

But if he remembered correctly, that man was previously with a scholar-like man and an ugly woman, as well as Lai Changyi. Now that this man has appeared here, could it be that those people have also come?

As Wu Fan's eyes flickered, he put the matter behind him. He really didn't take a few early-stage cultivators seriously. If he encountered them, he would just kill them. Besides, he might not even have to do it himself.

"Just an early-stage cultivator, huh? Then he's probably doomed."

Ling'er covered her mouth and smiled, a trace of pity flashing in her eyes.

Just as she said, after a resentful scream, the southwest completely quieted down in just a moment.

But coincidentally, Wu Fan also broke the formation, and an opening about ten feet high and three feet wide appeared on the light罩.

"Hehe, perfect. Let's go in and seize the time to collect spiritual herbs."

Wu Fan glanced at the southwest, grinned, and then flashed into the medicine garden.

Seeing this, Ling'er hurriedly followed.

As for that opening, the formation itself would hold it up, preventing it from healing in a short time.

However, for safety's sake, Wu Fan left behind a humanoid puppet, holding two high-grade spirit stones in its hands, to observe the situation.

… … …

At the same time, while Wu Fan and Ling'er were in a great mood, Lai Changyi, Yue Fengshan, and the ugly woman, who were far away in three different places in the ruins, had dark complexions and were returning along the same path in fear.

After the burly man died, the three also returned to the entrance where they had first ascended the mountain.

"Damn it, I didn't expect them to come up so quickly. What should we do? Fellow Daoist Zhan was killed by Huangfu Sheng."

As soon as the few met, the ugly woman shouted in a tense voice, and at the same time did not forget to look around.

"What should we do? He's dead, he's dead. He didn't expose us anyway."

The scholar Yue Fengshan rolled his eyes and said calmly.

Lai Changyi stroked his beard, without saying a word.

"But… those people aren't stupid, are they? Can't they guess that we're here?"

The ugly woman frowned and said worriedly again.

"Hehe, that's not necessarily the case. According to my understanding of Huangfu Sheng, this person is arrogant and conceited, and may think that his warnings will be heeded by others. Only Fellow Daoist Zhan is such a rebel, otherwise Huangfu Sheng would have just asked Fellow Daoist Zhan if he had any accomplices."

Yue Fengshan curled the corner of his mouth and said without thinking, obviously he had considered these things along the way.

"Oh, there really is this possibility, so I wonder what Fellow Daoist Yue means?"

The woman's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she couldn't help but ask.

"Are you asking whether to leave or not? I don't think it's necessary!"

Yue Fengshan glanced at the woman and said slowly.

These words stunned the woman for a moment.

Even Lai Changyi, who had been silent all the time, looked over in surprise.

"This… Fellow Daoist Yue isn't joking, is he? If we continue to stay here, if we accidentally meet them, we won't be able to escape even with a hundred lives."

The woman frowned tightly and asked in confusion.

"I didn't say to continue treasure hunting. At worst, we'll just hide, and maybe there will be opportunities waiting for us in the end."

Yue Fengshan smiled strangely, looking mysterious.

"Hmm~? What does Fellow Daoist Yue mean by this?"

Lai Changyi asked this question, and at this time the woman also curiously pricked up her ears.

"You just wait, and act according to the circumstances. There may be a chance to reap the benefits, and if we leave now, I'm really unwilling. Besides, even if we return empty-handed in the end, we'll just stay a little longer, and we won't lose anything."

A gleam flashed in Yue Fengshan's eyes, and he glanced intentionally or unintentionally at a certain direction down the mountain.

"Reap the benefits…! Could it be that Fellow Daoist Yue has discovered something?"

After Lai Changyi's eyes turned, he hurriedly asked.

"Who is coming, and how many people are there?"

The woman also reacted and asked curiously.

"I don't know who it is, but there are about five or six people. Their cultivation should be very high, and we'll only know the specifics when we see them."

This time, Yue Fengshan couldn't give a specific situation and shook his head slightly.

"How did Fellow Daoist Yue know?"

Lai Changyi couldn't help but ask curiously again.

"What, Fellow Daoist Lai doesn't believe me? Fine, then let me show you!"

Yue Fengshan rolled his eyes at the other party, and as he spoke, he patted the spirit beast bag on his waist. Immediately, a "squeak squeak" scream came out. In the next moment, a black shadow flashed out and landed on the ground.

It was actually a giant ant-like spirit insect.

This insect was pitch black all over, with wings on its back, more than ten feet long, and six legs inserted into the ground like sharp blades. Its head was rubbing against Yue Fengshan's thigh, looking ingratiating.

This scene made Lai Changyi and the woman widen their eyes, and they couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.

"It's actually a 'Nine-Aperture Sense-Identifying Ant'! My goodness, Fellow Daoist Yue, you even have such a rare spirit insect, no wonder."

Lai Changyi only glanced at it a few times and immediately recognized the insect, and couldn't help but say in shock.

"Heh, it is said that the nine apertures on the head of this ant can identify all things, and it is a strange spirit insect for chasing people and finding things. No wonder you have such confidence."

The woman looked envious and said in admiration.

"Do you two believe me now?"

Yue Fengshan raised his neck, his face full of pride.

"I believe it, but I don't know when Fellow Daoist Yue discovered those people? Why are you only telling us now?"

Lai Changyi nodded silently, but then frowned and asked, a trace of vigilance flashing in his eyes.