Oh my god! I've become the vicious female supporting character's brother.

In the evening, a thin layer of mist suddenly filled the air, as if covering everything around with a veil.

In this hazy and dreamy secret realm, three figures took advantage of the cover of fog and trees and carefully approached the three disciples of Chengfeng Sect in front of them.

Yu Xiangwan raised the corners of his eyes slightly and exchanged a glance with Ye Zhenan and Wen Nanxin not far away. The other two immediately understood.

The three disciples in yellow uniforms were planning to rest on the spot and quietly wait for the arrival of midnight. After all, they would definitely be in the top 100 if nothing unexpected happened.

He was completely unaware that danger was approaching him.

Yu Xiangwan used the Wind-Stepping Technique and flew towards them at a rapid speed like a ghost. Halfway through, he suddenly sensed the scent of the tracking powder that he had sprinkled on the monk who had stolen his feather tablet.

As if there is something and not there.

Yu Xiangwan's eyes flashed. Very good, since it was him, he would be even more ruthless in snatching the feather pieces, and he could also send him out personally.

When they were more than ten meters away from those people, the three disciples of Chengfeng Sect finally sensed a slight fluctuation of spiritual power in the air.

Unfortunately, it was too late. Yu Xiangwan quickly threw the third-level trap array disk that he had prepared long ago towards the three people.

When the three saw the formation plate that suddenly appeared, they knew it was not a good thing and quickly scattered.

But no matter how fast they were, they could not escape the coverage of the formation thrown by Yu Xiangwan.

Yu Xiangwan's figure gradually broke through the fog and appeared in front of the three people.

The three people were trapped in the formation. When they saw Yu Xiangwan gradually revealing his figure in red clothes, their eyes were as sharp as knives. They wished they could break out of the formation immediately and kill Yu Xiangwan with a sword.

Yu Xiangwan met the murderous looks of the three of them and gradually stood five or six meters away from them.

Then Ye Zhen'an, also wearing a red robe, appeared behind him.

The young man following behind Ye Zhen'an was Wen Nanxin.

Although he usually seems a little shy, he is very decisive when it comes to doing things.

He was wearing a bright white disciple's uniform, and his figure was slightly thin, but his steps were steady and his face showed no expression.

But the fingertips holding the sword trembled slightly, almost imperceptibly.

Yu Xiangwan felt amused and thought that he was pretending to be serious.

If Yu Xiangwan had not noticed his nervousness from his subtle movements, he would probably have thought he was a cold and arrogant boy.

Although he has an ordinary appearance, his temperament as a swordsman is still quite intimidating.

Ye Zhen'an walked to Yu Xiangwan's side and looked at the three people trapped in the formation with cold eyes. His tone was calm, but it made people feel invisible oppression.

"Are you going to take it out yourself or should we do it ourselves?"

Ruan Xingyuan immediately became indignant upon seeing this.

"Why do you want to steal the feather pieces we have worked so hard to find?"

Seeing that he was angry, Ye Zhen'an's face remained cold, without even a trace of extra expression.

"So you mean we have to get it ourselves?"

The three people in the formation are all cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and this third-level trapping formation cannot trap them for long.

Yu Xiangwan watched as one of them was secretly gathering strength to break the formation. He raised his hand slightly, and in an instant a sharp wood spiritual power rushed towards the wrist of the man holding the sword.

Shang Ju Lu sensed the spiritual power coming from Yu Xiangwan, and in panic he barely dodged it by a hair's breadth, looking at Yu Xiangwan with disbelief in his eyes.

He himself is a cultivator at the ninth level of foundation building, but Yu Xiangwan's speed is so fast.

Moreover, he couldn't see through the cultivation level of the other man in red next to him, which only meant that the man's cultivation level was higher than his.

The cultivation levels of his two companions were only at the fifth or sixth level of the Foundation Establishment Stage. In addition, it would consume a lot of spiritual energy for him to gather strength to break the formation. The three of them were no match for the two young men on the opposite side who were at the ninth level of the Foundation Establishment Stage.

As for Wen Nanxin who was standing beside them, he was only at the third level of foundation building, which was too weak for him.

He was just lucky to be teamed up with these two people.

Thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind in a flash. After weighing the pros and cons, he put away his sword, stood in front of Ruan Xingyuan and spoke.

"After we give the feather slips we found today to a few fellow Daoists, will you let us go?"

After all, it was almost midnight, and they didn't want to be caught and have their talismans torn up.

Failing at the last minute would be more painful than killing them.

Before Yu Xiangwan and the other two could say anything, Ruan Xingyuan, who was blocked behind him, looked at him unconvinced and said indignantly.

"Brother!"

Shang Julu glanced at Ruan Xingyuan coldly, and Ruan Xingyuan, who was blocked behind him, didn't dare to speak for a moment.

Shang Ju Lu wanted to hand over the feather tablets in exchange for peace, but Yu Xiang Wan was not happy about it.

Now they are just simply robbing, and they have not yet avenged the fact that Ruan Xingyuan ordered the treasure-hunting rats to steal his feather slips.

How can we let it go so easily?

Yu Xiangwan looked jokingly at Ruan Xingyuan who was blocked behind by Shang Julu.

Then he shifted his gaze to look at Shang Julu and another Chengfeng Sect disciple who had been pretending to be a quail beside them.

"You and he can naturally leave."

Yu Xiangwan said this and then looked at Ruan Xingyuan who was blocked behind him and continued.

"But he can't."

"He has to leave before you do."

Leave first? How do you leave first? Isn't it just tearing up the teleportation talisman and being eliminated? It sounds so nice.

When Ruan Xingyuan saw that Yu Xiangwan didn't know what was good for him, his eyes suddenly seemed to spit fire.

"Don't be ungrateful! We're giving you the Feather Slab to show our respect to the Fuyao Sect!"

Yu Xiangwan looked at him without getting angry.

"You really don't recognize me? It was my first day in the secret realm, but you sent your treasure-hunting rat to snatch the feather tablet from my hand when I wasn't paying attention."

Ruan Xingyuan was stunned when he heard this.

Of course he recognized Yu Xiangwan from the beginning.

After all, he let the treasure-hunting rat steal the feather pieces from so many people, but only Yu Xiangwan followed the treasure-hunting rat to find his hiding place.

Ruan Xingyuan snorted coldly and turned his head away.

"How dare you come to me when you're not as skilled as me?!"

Yu Xiangwan didn't answer him now, but just stared at Shang Julu who was protecting Ruan Xingyuan.

Shang Ju Lu faced Yu Xiangwan's nonchalant expression, thought for a few seconds, and then took a half step back.

Ruan Xingyuan was completely exposed in front of Yu Xiangwan and the other two. He looked at his senior brother in disbelief. Seeing that he was unmoved, he looked at another senior brother not far from him.

The senior brother who had been silent from beginning to end pretended not to notice when he saw him looking at him.

Yu Xiangwan collected the feather pieces from the three people and handed them to Ye Zhen'an, there were only two pieces.

Yu Xiangwan glanced at the two lonely feather pieces with disdain, "Is that all?"

Then he raised his hand and used his spiritual power to drag Ruan Xingyuan out of the formation.

Even if the secret realm competition was only half an hour away from ending, he would still send this person out personally.

Yu Xiangwan slammed the man to the ground not far away from him.

He looked down at Ruan Xingyuan, who was lying on the ground in a mess.

"Do you want to crush the teleportation talisman and leave by yourself, or should I send you out?"

If Yu Xiangwan were to send him out, he would have to forcibly erase the soul mark on his storage ring.

If a magical weapon with the mark of the soul is forcibly erased, the owner will be injured to varying degrees.

Wen Nanxin felt a little scared when he saw Yu Xiangwan, who was previously cold and gentle, now in this state. He didn't expect that Senior Brother Xiangwan, who was so gentle before, had such a cruel side.

Ye Zhen'an just looked at Yu Xiangwan quietly from the side.

Yu Xiangwan took a casual glance and saw Ye Zhenan, who was calm and composed not far away.

Although Ye Zhen'an still had an expressionless look on his face, he always felt that Ye Zhen'an was watching the show with great interest.

Ruan Xingyuan looked at Yu Xiangwan viciously.

He was so angry that he trembled as he slowly took out the teleportation talisman from the storage ring.