Reborn as the Strongest Immortal Cultivator in Modern Times

While everyone was still discussing the sinkhole and the expert on the mountain peak, Liu Yi received a phone call.

After hanging up the phone, he looked at everyone and said, "I just received a notice from the travel agency that we need to leave immediately and the plan to continue our tour in the no-man's-land is canceled. We will replan the route for everyone, and if you do not wish to continue the tour, you can get a refund."

When he said this, no one objected. After all, they were all frightened and never wanted to travel in the no-man's-land again.

Ye Yu had been keeping an eye on the two people fighting on the mountain peak. They stopped what they were doing when the mountain shook, and then disappeared when they saw the sinkhole appear where they were.

Ye Yu guessed that they were from the Hidden Sect, and that some conflict must have caused them to fight on the mountain peak.

Afraid that the two would leave, she said to Liu Yi, "Tour guide, I won't be joining the rest of the tour. I have something to attend to and I'll be leaving now."

Without pausing for a moment after she finished speaking, she turned around and ran to the side.

Seeing that Ye Yu was running very fast, Liu Yi shouted to her, "I haven't refunded your money yet. Besides, it's dangerous here. Why don't you come down the mountain with us?"

Ye Yu did not answer him, and her figure gradually disappeared into the woods.

Shenxianjia is a vast area, especially the uninhabited areas which are fraught with danger. But for Ye Yu, it wasn't a big problem; what she urgently needed to do was find the two people fighting on the mountain peak.

Ye Yu used a Wind Travel Talisman to run towards the mountain peak. When she was still a few hundred meters away from the peak, she faintly heard voices.

Ye Yu immediately concealed her aura and tried to use her divine sense to locate the area where the sound was coming from, but strangely, her divine sense could only spread to a few dozen meters and she could not find the two people who were talking at all.

She could only run quietly in the direction the sound came from, and found the two people's tracks behind a boulder.

Ye Yu concealed herself before secretly observing the two of them.

They were all in their forties, dressed like people from ancient times, with long hair and their hair styled in a bun.

One of them spoke first: "De Wu, we found that thing together, how can you keep it all to yourself?"

The man named Dewu sneered, "Rao San, although we found the item together, I took it myself."

Rao San said, "Hmph, we had already agreed that I would lure Xia Zhong away while you took the Purple Cloud Grass. Now that you've got it, you're turning your back on me?"

De Wu's expression turned fierce: "There's only one Purple Cloud Grass. If you want it, it's up to you to decide."

Ye Yuguang could tell from the two's struggle that the Purple Cloud Grass must be a valuable item. Once the two fought and one was killed and the other injured, she would become the one who stalked the cicada.

It would be even better if both of them died.

No sooner had he finished speaking than De Wu took a step forward and slashed at Rao San with his knife.

Rao San also used a knife, but he seemed to be injured. When he caught De Wu's knife, he groaned and took a few steps back.

However, he did not back down and immediately launched a counterattack, slashing his broadsword at De Wu with a whooshing sound, the wind from the blade blowing the leaves in the forest into the air.

De Wu leaped into the air, sweeping his sword horizontally. A burst of sword light cascaded down like a waterfall, enveloping Rao San.

Even Ye Yu, who was hiding a few meters away, felt a chill from the move he used.

Rao San roared and swept all his internal energy toward the curtain of blades.

His aura seemed very strong, even stronger than De Wu's.

But Ye Yu noticed that his legs were trembling, and thought to herself, "I'm going to lose."

Sure enough, when De Wu's blade made contact with Rao San's blade, Rao San's legs trembled even more violently, and he vomited blood.

Seeing Rao San cough up blood, De Wu intensified his internal force. With a clang, Rao San's knife was broken, and he was cut into several pieces by the blade.

De Wu spat at Rao San: "Serves you right, who told you to steal my stuff?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a man walked out from behind a tree, his hands behind his back.

The man was around 30 years old, with short hair and a long scar on his face, which looked quite frightening.

Upon seeing the newcomer, De Wu's expression immediately changed drastically. He exclaimed, "Xia Zhong, what are you doing here?"

Xia Zhong coldly laughed: "You conspired with Rao San to lure me away in order to obtain the Purple Cloud Grass, then I have no choice but to play along."

Upon hearing Xia Zhong's words, De Wu felt immense regret.

Xia Zhong was already a level higher than them. If Rao San was still alive, they might have a chance of survival if they joined forces.

But now that Rao San has been killed by him, it is almost impossible for him to escape.

Hiding behind the boulder, Ye Yu was also marveling at the man's cunning.

If De Wu and Rao San joined forces, he would be in a lot of trouble. But now that the two are fighting each other and only De Wu is left, things are much easier.

Xia Zhong naturally saw De Wu's regret. He gathered his inner strength in his fists, and his wide sleeves billowed in the wind as he threw a punch directly at De Wu.

De Wu held his broadsword horizontally in front of his chest, but Xia Zhong actually shattered it with a single punch and then struck him in the chest with a 'thud'.

De Wu was sent flying backwards, coughing up blood.

He looked at the leisurely Xia Zhong with some fear and begged for mercy, "Brother Xia, I admit defeat. I don't want the Purple Cloud Grass anymore. Please spare my life."

Xia Zhong sneered, pulled a dagger from his back, and gently stroked it a few times before saying, "You know the whereabouts of the thousand-year-old ginseng, right? Tell me, and I'll let you go."

De Wu's eyes flickered. If he didn't tell Xia Zhong the whereabouts of the thousand-year-old ginseng, he would surely die. But if he told Xia Zhong, what if he really kept his word? He might as well take the gamble.

De Wu gritted his teeth and gave Xia Zhong an address. After hearing it, Xia Zhong pondered for a moment, then swiftly shot the dagger in his hand towards De Wu.

De Wu was prepared and dodged the dagger with a quick somersault.

Xia Zhong let out another cold laugh and threw several punches at De Wu, but De Wu was no longer so lucky. He vomited several mouthfuls of blood and died instantly.

Xia Zhong knelt down in front of De Wu and began rummaging through the clothes on his chest, finally pulling out a wooden box.

When the wooden box was opened, a pale purple herb was revealed.

Smelling the fragrance of the medicine, Ye Yu thought to herself: It really is a good thing.

Xia Zhong slowly closed the wooden box, put it in his pocket, pulled out the dagger stuck in the ground, wiped it clean with his sleeve, and then nodded in satisfaction.

Then, looking in the direction where Ye Yu was hiding, he said calmly with his hands behind his back, "How long do you intend to hide? Do I have to invite you out?"