Clan Cultivation: The Ye Clan

Hearing this, Ye Zhenzhen looked up at Qingluan and added, "See, everyone can see that you're all show and no substance. Sigh, maybe I should take you back."

Qingluan glared at Ye Zhenzhen with its beady eyes, "Whose side are you on anyway? Why don't you come and see for yourself?"

Ye Zhenzhen smiled ingratiatingly, "There are so many people here, please give me some face. If it weren't so big and could fly, I definitely wouldn't need your help."

Just as Qingluan was about to continue, she heard Ye Zhenzhen's telepathic message: "I'm currently at the 12th level of Qi Refining. It's really inconvenient to reveal too much in front of so many people. Please help."

It took a whole lot of sweet talk to finally coax Qingluan into a good mood.

Looking at Ye Zhenzhen's fawning manner, Wang Yunfan guessed that the two of them probably hadn't reached an agreement yet.

He immediately decided to strike first. After sending a telepathic message to the eagle, the eagle flapped its wings and a hurricane immediately attacked Ye Zhenzhen.

Ye Zhenzhen was busy reasoning with Qingluan when, before she could react, the hurricane had already reached her.

Qingluan reacted extremely quickly, grabbing Ye Zhenzhen and throwing her onto her back. She then flew swiftly towards the giant eagle opposite her, delivering a powerful wing strike that left the eagle dizzy and disoriented.

Before the giant eagle could react, Wang Yunfan was already dumbfounded.

what's the situation?

He turned to the eagle and asked, "Are you stupid? Why didn't you dodge?"

The giant eagle was inwardly distressed. It transmitted its voice directly: "That's a Azure Luan, a descendant of the Phoenix, a divine bird, of noble blood. It has a bloodline suppression effect; I can't move at all!"

Wang Yunfan's eyes widened in disbelief as he turned to look at Ye Zhenzhen opposite him. Who was this person? How could she have a divine bird?

He unconsciously licked his lips. "Kill her, and the divine bird will be mine."

A hint of longing quietly appeared on Wang Yunfan's face.

Ye Zhenzhen, perched on Qingluan's back, contentedly munched on a fruit, while encouraging Qingluan, "Little Qingluan, keep it up! If you win, you'll get some delicious fruit when we get back!"

"Do you think I'm that easy to coax? I'd need at least a storage bag full of second-tier spirit fruits."

Ye Zhenzhen thought about the stock in the Life Bead and figured it should be enough, so she generously agreed.

Qingluan looked at the giant eagle opposite her, "Late stage of Tier 1, what a pity, it has met me."

With a gentle flap of its wings, it prepared to strike swiftly and decisively.

Unexpectedly, Wang Yunfan appeared out of nowhere.

He flew into the air on his sword and threw something at Qingluan.

Before anyone could react, Qingluan was bound.

She lost her balance and fell off the back of the Azure Phoenix.

It is a demon-trapping rope.

Ye Zhenzhen shouted, "Shrink quickly, or you'll be caught!"

"It's too late," Wang Yunfan's voice drifted over.

Ye Zhenzhen summoned her flying sword, turned around, and stabbed directly at Wang Yunfan.

Caught off guard by Wang Yunfan's attempt to launch a sneak attack, the sword pierced Wang Yunfan's shoulder, causing him to fall from the flying sword. He was caught by the giant eagle and placed on the ground.

Ye Zhenzhen turned to look at Qingluan and saw that Qingluan had shrunk to the size of an old hen, but her legs were still bound by the demon-binding rope, and she fell to the ground.

With a leap, Ye Zhenzhen arrived beside Qingluan, her flying sword piercing straight towards the demon-binding rope.

With a clang, the demon-binding rope remained completely still.

"It's no use. This is a spiritual treasure that I obtained with great difficulty. Unless the flying sword is of a higher level than it, it cannot be cut." Wang Yunfan's cool voice came.

"Really? Then I'd like to give it a try." Ye Zhenzhen said this, and then decisively threw the Azure Phoenix and the Demon-Binding Rope into the Life-Generating Pearl.

Since you won't let go, then give it to me!

Wang Yunfan, seeing Ye Zhenzhen's actions, assumed that Ye Zhenzhen had put the Azure Phoenix and the Demon-Binding Rope into her spirit beast pouch.

He laughed and said, "It's useless. Receiving the spirit beast pouch is pointless. I can still control it."

"what"

Wang Yunfan, who was feeling quite smug, stopped there. "What's going on? I can't control my Demon-Binding Rope anymore. Give me back my Demon-Binding Rope."

"If you hadn't taken it, I would have thought you were giving it to me. Someone as generous as me would have gladly accepted it!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Yunfan on the other end of the line turned red with anger. "You're talking nonsense! Give it back to me right now!"

"I was just talking nonsense, so what? If you're so capable, come and rob me!"

Ye Zhenzhen's words were full of provocation, which drove Wang Yunfan completely insane.

He commanded the giant eagle, "Attack! Kill her! Show no mercy!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Zhenzhen looked at the referee again and said, "He said those words, so I won't hold back."

The referee was speechless upon hearing this. You've provoked them to such an extent; they certainly won't hold back.

He glanced at Ye Zhenzhen expressionlessly, without saying a word. "You two can sort out your own mess."

Ye Zhenzhen understood the referee's meaning, turned around and raised an eyebrow at Wang Yunfan, "Then I won't hold back either."

He held the flying sword in his hand, pointing it directly at Wang Yunfan, and said, "Let's do it."

Wang Yunfan was furious at Ye Zhenzhen's words. He summoned his flying sword and stabbed at Ye Zhenzhen without any regard for the consequences.

Ye Zhenzhen calmly looked at the man and the eagle opposite her. They were both incredibly ugly. Sure enough, birds of a feather flock together!

As I was thinking this, a powerful wind blade struck me. This dead eagle is quite capable!

Ye Zhenzhen dodged the attack with a quick movement, then turned and hurled a sword aura at the giant eagle.

The giant eagle swerved in mid-air and dodged the attack.

Just as Ye Zhenzhen was about to deliver another blow, Wang Yunfan's flying sword was already at her chest.

He immediately took a step back, barely dodging the sword.

Ye Zhenzhen patted her chest, "Wow, I was so close! You really can't be distracted when you're fighting!"

Before she could finish speaking, another sword came, aimed at Ye Zhenzhen's neck.

Holy crap, every single sword strike is aimed at vital points!

Ye Zhenzhen leaped back two zhang (approximately 2 meters), creating distance between them.

Pointing his sword at Wang Yunfan, he said, "Since you've been so ruthless, I won't hold back either."

"You act like you're so great, show me what you've got!" Wang Yunfan said smugly.

"Now!" Ye Zhenzhen shouted, and in a flash, she appeared in front of Wang Yunfan. "Grab him."

Just as Wang Yunfan was feeling smug, he saw Ye Zhenzhen already in front of him, her flying sword about to wound his chest.

In the tense moment, Wang Yunfan wanted to move to the right immediately to dodge the sword.

"Huh, why can't I move?"

Looking down, Wang Yunfan realized that his feet had been firmly trapped.

Wang Yunfan looked up at the approaching flying sword, and large beads of cold sweat instantly appeared on his forehead.

How to do?

Is it inevitable that we can't avoid it?