Qiankun Gourd

"Yang Renyi, you...just wait, I will remember this grudge!"

Lu Zhanhao circulated the magic power in his body to control the blood flowing from his arm, then took out a pill and swallowed it.

Full of resentment, he turned into a streak of light and disappeared on the spot.

Ye Feng had no intention of chasing after him, but just looked coldly at the Nascent Soul of Linghu Patriarch.

“Don’t let him go!”

"Yes, yes! We'll release him right away!"

Patriarch Linghu's Nascent Soul was so frightened that it peed itself on the spot. He was in a very awkward situation, not knowing whether to run or not. Seeing that Ye Feng just wanted him to let the people go, he quickly agreed.

"I'll release them right now, I'll release them right now!"

The old man in silver robe did not dare to delay and disappeared on the spot in a flash. A moment later, he flew over carrying a short and fat middle-aged man with scars all over his back.

"Daddy!"

Ran Ran, who was standing by, saw the short and fat middle-aged man, and ran over excitedly and helped him over.

"Senior, we have released the person!"

"If you have anything else to say, just tell me!"

Ancestor Linghu's Nascent Soul said tremblingly.

"Nothing, I just want your life!"

Ye Feng smiled coldly and reached out with one hand. A big hand grabbed towards Linghu Patriarch's Nascent Soul. With a puff, the Nascent Soul was crushed into a meat paste.

"Don't provoke the people of the Rantu tribe again!"

Ye Feng said to the silver-robed old man and others.

"Yes Yes!"

The silver-robed old man and others nodded in agreement.

"Senior! The great elder of our tribe is dead, and Senior Lu was also injured by you. I beg you to protect our Moon Fox tribe!"

The silver-robed old man said again respectfully.

"this...?"

Ye Feng felt that he would not do anything that had no benefits, so he pretended to consider it.

“Don’t worry, senior! From now on, all the benefits we give to Senior Lu will be given to you!”

"In addition to hundreds of thousands of spirit stones every year, we will also give you ten beautiful female disciples!"

The silver-robed old man said with a smile.

"Haha! Fine, if that's the case, I'll accept it with pleasure! But forget about the issue of female disciples!"

"That will affect my practice!"

Seeing that there was something good going on, Ye Feng quickly agreed.

"But protection is protection. If you want me to help you, you have to give me some extra benefits."

"Thank you, senior!"

The old man in silver robe thanked him, then waved his hand and a small cloth bag flew out and landed in front of Ye Feng.

Ye Feng scanned the area with his spiritual sense and found countless spirit stones inside. He waved his hand and put the small cloth bag away.

"Okay, there's nothing for you to do here! Go back!"

"As ordered!"

The old man in silver robe agreed and left with everyone.

"Ran Ran, I have to go back too. You take your father back and have a good rest!"

Ye Feng said to Ran Ran again.

"Thank you, Master, for saving my life!"

"Thank you, Senior Yang!"

Ranran and his daughter thanked Ye Feng.

Ye Feng nodded slightly, turned into a streak of light and disappeared on the spot.

After he returned to his cave, he began to concentrate on practicing the seventh level of "Xuan Dao Mo Sheng Gong".

Time flies, and a year later, Ye Feng completed the practice of the seventh level of "Xuan Dao Mo Sheng Gong".

During this period, he thought Lu Zhanhao would come and cause trouble, but he didn't.

When Lu Zhanhao was out one day, he had a conflict with the people of the Demonic Tiger Tribe and was killed on the spot.

Although the demon tribes are not allowed to kill each other, they are ruthless to outsiders. This has become a common occurrence.

Ye Feng walked out of the cave. He planned to go to Crazy Demon City to see if he could find some elixir or recipe suitable for his cultivation.

"senior!"

A young man's voice suddenly came from a distance. Ye Feng looked and found that he did not recognize this person.

The young man landed in front of Ye Feng and bowed respectfully.

"Who are you?"

Ye Feng asked curiously.

"Senior, I am a disciple of the Rantu tribe, my name is Ran Gang!"

"My young master went to Crazy Demon City the day before yesterday and was captured by the Demon Otter Tribe!"

"The master asked me to ask you to come and help!"

The young man said hurriedly.

"The Demonic Otter Tribe? They are so bold that they dare to capture my disciple Yang Renyi!"

Ye Feng frowned slightly when he heard this.

"By the way, what is the origin of this demon otter tribe?"

Ye Feng suddenly asked.

"The Demonic Otter Tribe is a large tribe nearby. I heard that they have an ancestor in the late stage of the Spiritualization Stage!"

Ran Gang explained.

"Does the Demon Otter Tribe have a backer?"

Ye Feng asked again.

"Yes, I heard that he is a cultivator in the middle stage of the Void Refinement Realm!"

Ran Gang said again.

"A cultivator in the late stage of the Spiritualization Realm? A cultivator in the middle stage of the Void Refining Realm?"

"Go back and tell your clan leader that I'm afraid I can't help you with this matter!"

Ye Feng thought for a moment, waved his hand and said.

"senior..."

"You don't need to say anything more, just go!"

Ye Feng turned around and said no more.

"Ah...! In that case, I'll take my leave now!"

Ran Gang had no choice but to turn into a beam of light and leave the place.

Ran Gang understood that, after all, the cultivation level of the Demon Otter Clan's ancestor was too high, and their backer was a cultivator in the Void Refinement Stage, so it was understandable that the senior Yang in front of him was unwilling to help.

After Ran Gang left, Ye Feng turned into a streak of light and disappeared on the spot. While flying, he took off his mask and returned to his original appearance. His cultivation level was improved to the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm.

"The Demonic Otter Tribe!"

Ye Feng muttered to himself as he quickly flew towards the Demon Otter Mountain where the Demon Otter Clan lived.

Half a day later, Ye Feng appeared above the Demon Otter Tribe.

"Hand over the young master of the Rantu tribe!"

Ye Feng floated in the air and transmitted his message to Shan Fengshan in a deep voice.

The cultivators of the Demon Otter Clan in the distance heard the shouting and turned into a beam of light and flew over. The leading cultivator, who was in the Nascent Soul stage, was shocked when he saw Ye Feng's high level of cultivation. He quickly took out his token and began to transmit the message.

A moment later, a one-eyed middle-aged man appeared in front of Ye Feng with everyone.

"Fellow Daoist, please go back! The young master of the Rantu tribe is a furnace tripod that is rarely seen in a thousand years!"

"We won't let her go back!"

The one-eyed middle-aged man looked at Ye Feng and said coldly.

"Furnace tripod?"

Ye Feng was a little confused, and then he remembered that there was something unusual about Ran Ran's aura.

Ye Feng glanced at this person and saw that he was in the late stage of Spirit Transformation, so he guessed his identity.

"I don't want to say it a second time!"

Ye Feng grabbed with one hand, and a huge wolf claw shadow flew out and grabbed the one-eyed middle-aged man.

The one-eyed middle-aged man was not afraid when he saw this scene. He also grabbed with one hand, and several sharp claws appeared and grabbed towards Ye Feng.

There was a loud bang!

The two huge claws collided with each other in an instant, causing waves of air to spread in all directions.

The one-eyed middle-aged monk in black robe felt a huge force sweeping towards him, and then his body flew backwards uncontrollably. At the same time, a mouthful of hot blood rushed to his throat and spurted out.

"Such strong strength?"

"We are both cultivators in the late stage of Spiritualization, why is there such a huge gap in strength?"

The one-eyed middle-aged monk in black robe thought in surprise.

At this moment, Ye Feng appeared in front of him in a flash and grabbed the one-eyed middle-aged monk in black robe by the neck.

"Hand the people over!"

Ye Feng said coldly.