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Before long, a stone gate appeared ahead.
Wang Yi's eyes brightened as he hurried forward. Passing through the stone gate, he was immediately greeted by a vibrant flower garden, filled with colors of all kinds, blooming flowers in abundance, and a mist of Spiritual Energy that was breathtakingly beautiful.
Wang Yi gazed into the distance and saw a courtyard about a hundred feet away, consisting of six bamboo houses. On the left side of the courtyard was a moderately sized bamboo forest, while on the right stood an old locust tree. Surrounding the area were several patches of medicinal herbs, but not a single spirit herb was in sight.
"Could it be that Emperor Diao Luo is also an alchemist?" Wang Yi murmured as he looked around the medicinal patches.
"There are fluctuations of Spiritual Energy in that courtyard; there must be something good there," Fire Spirit said in a deep voice.
Upon hearing this, Wang Yi's expression brightened. Entering the Ancient Storm Cave, he did not want to leave empty-handed. With a movement of his feet, he headed toward the courtyard.
Suddenly, just as Wang Yi approached the courtyard, one of the bamboo doors burst open, and a figure in purple flew out. Following closely behind were several figures who surrounded the Purple-Clad Girl.
The Purple-Clad Girl appeared to be around fourteen or fifteen years old, with delicate features and extraordinary beauty. Her figure was accentuated by her purple attire, resembling a rose about to bloom. However, at that moment, she lay on the ground in the courtyard, her face pale and blood trickling from the corner of her mouth. Her bright eyes glared angrily at the three middle-aged men before her.
"Hand over the Nine-Turn Sun Ginseng," one Gray-Clad Man said coldly as he fixed his gaze on the Purple-Clad Girl.
"Not a chance," the Purple-Clad Girl replied fiercely, wiping away the blood from her mouth and gritting her teeth.
"You're asking for death," the Gray-Clad Man said with a darkened expression as he raised his hand to strike.
"Brother Lin, stop!"
At this moment, a short and ugly man stood beside the Gray-Clad Man, his gaze fixed on the Purple-Clad Girl, revealing a hint of desire. He chuckled and said, "Such a delicate beauty, how could Brother Lin bring himself to harm her?"
He then unabashedly scanned the Purple-Clad Girl's blossoming figure and continued with a smirk, "My dear, I'll give you a chance. Hand over the Nine-Turn Sun Ginseng and become my concubine, and I will spare your life. What do you say?"
"Not a chance," the Purple-Clad Girl replied with disgust as she glared at the Short Man, gritting her teeth.
"Oh, quite spirited! I like that," the Short Man remarked.
"Brother, it's just a woman. Once we get out of here, there will be plenty more. We should prioritize the Nine-Turn Sun Ginseng," the Gray-Clad Man said with a frown.
"Then let Brother Lin injure her first, and I will comfort the beauty afterward," the Short Man suggested, his gaze flickering as his desire diminished somewhat.
Lin Man nodded and raised his hand, ready to strike when suddenly a hearty laugh echoed through the air.
"Who is it?"
The faces of Lin Man and the others changed as they shouted in unison.
"You three are truly in high spirits; no wonder you are renowned strongmen of Jin Kingdom."
As the voice fell, a young man appeared above the courtyard. He looked at the Purple-Clad Girl and smiled, "Nianwei, we meet again." The young man was Wang Yi.
"Wang Yi."
"Brother Wang."
The two sentences were almost simultaneously spoken by Lin Man and the Purple-Clad Girl, with the former expressing fear and the latter joy.
"Run."
The Gray-Clad Man and others exchanged glances and hurriedly scattered.
"Want to leave?" Wang Yi said coldly with a smile. He struck out with his palm, and three strong warriors from the Jin Kingdom were immediately enveloped by a swirling gust of air, their bodies frozen in mid-air, unable to move.
"Lord Wang, spare us."
The three warriors from the Jin Kingdom said in fear.
The girl Nian Wei's eyes widened in disbelief. Three strong warriors at the Sixth Level of Transformation Realm were completely immobilized by Wang Yi, whom she had only met once.
"You deserve to die."
Wang Yi snorted coldly. With a grip of his hand, the swirling gust tightened instantly. The three warriors from the Jin Kingdom let out a cry, but before they could even scream, they turned into a cloud of Blood Mist.
"Thank you, Brother Wang, for saving my life." Nian Wei's voice was sweet and pleasant, filled with kindness.
"How did you end up here?" Wang Yi asked softly. However, he was somewhat surprised; in just two years, Nian Wei had already reached the third level of Transformation Realm. Her talent was truly remarkable, rivaling his own. Most importantly, Nian Wei was only about fifteen or sixteen years old, making such talent rare.
"I was gathering spiritual herbs nearby and saw that Wolf Mountain had a large amount of Spiritual Energy leaking out, so I came in alone," Nian Wei said softly.
"Mm." Wang Yi nodded. Although he already knew that Nian Wei was lying, he chose not to expose her.
"By the way, Brother Wang, what about you?" Nian Wei looked at Wang Yi, blinking her eyes like a curious little darling.
"I'm the same as you," Wang Yi replied.
"Oh, this Spiritual Energy is so abundant. I think I can definitely obtain some high-quality spiritual herbs, and then I can refine a Seventh-Rank Pill," Nian Wei said with a delighted expression.
"You are an alchemist?" Wang Yi asked in surprise.
"Tsk tsk, a sixth-rank alchemist at fifteen years old is quite rare even in this Ancient era. This girl's talent is truly astonishing," Fire Spirit exclaimed.
"Yes!" Nian Wei said joyfully, "Brother Wang, you have saved me twice. If you need any pills refined in the future, I can do it for you for free."
"Then I thank you in advance," Wang Yi smiled.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
At that moment, the air suddenly filled with the sound of rushing wind.
"They're here," Nian Wei's expression changed slightly as she took a couple of steps closer to Wang Yi, speaking somewhat fearfully.
Hearing this, Wang Yi looked up and saw two men landing in the courtyard.
One of the men appeared to be in his twenties, dressed entirely in white, holding a folding fan in his hand. He had a rather handsome face and smiled kindly, giving off a very approachable vibe. The other man wore purple clothing, had an upright posture, and sported sharp eyebrows that hinted at an arrogant demeanor.
Wang Yi glanced at the two men calmly, but his heart was filled with shock. Both of these men were Half-Step Nirvana Realm Experts. He thought to himself, "When did the Jin Kingdom have such talented youths? Could they be Young Masters from another country? But their talents are indeed extraordinary."
"Nian Wei, I didn't expect to see you here." The White-Clad Youth smiled slightly, cupping his hands in greeting, polite and courteous. Coupled with his extraordinary appearance, he left a good impression.
The Purple-Clad Youth also nodded towards Nian Wei.
"Brother Wang, this is Young Master Ji Hong and Young Master Xiao Baiyi," Nian Wei said softly, pointing at the White-Clad Youth. She then introduced to the two, "This is Brother Wang."
"Brother Wang is quite reasonable," Ji Hong said with a smile, cupping his hands.
"Nian Wei, this Ancient Storm Cave is very dangerous. Why don't you come with us? That way we can take care of you," Xiao Baiyi said, glancing at Wang Yi with a faint snort, then turned to Nian Wei with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Nian Wei lowered her head and fell silent.
"Nian Wei, since these two are your friends, I will take my leave," Wang Yi said with a slight bow. He then soared into the air and disappeared in an instant.
"Brother Wang..." Nian Wei called out urgently as she waved her hand, but Wang Yi's figure was nowhere to be seen.
"Hmph, why should Nian Wei be so concerned about a Sixth Level of Transformation Realm martial artist? Moreover, this person is truly rude," Xiao Baiyi said while looking at the void where Wang Yi had vanished. He then smiled at Nian Wei and added, "With me and Brother Ji here, no one in Eastern Lin can harm you."
"It was Brother Wang who saved me just now," Nian Wei said with a hint of disdain flashing in her beautiful eyes.
"A few wastes only; I, Xiao Baiyi, can kill them like slaughtering dogs," Xiao Baiyi replied dismissively with a smirk.
"But Brother Wang once saved my life. If it weren't for him this time, I might not have made it," Nian Wei said as she wrinkled her delicate nose and quickly added, "I haven't had the chance to thank him yet."
"Nian Wei, I think that Wang Yi must also be heading deeper into the Ancient Storm Cave. You will likely have another opportunity to see him," Ji Hong said as he snapped his folding fan open and lightly waved it, his black hair fluttering elegantly as he smiled.
"Really?" Nian Wei's eyes lit up as she asked.
"Mm." Ji Hong nodded and casually asked, "By the way, Nian Wei, who is this Wang Yi?"
"This..." Nian Wei shook her head and said, "I don't know either. I only met Brother Wang once before, and I haven't seen him since. I didn't expect to see him here again, and he even saved my life."
"Li Mingqian and Lin Xuan should have arrived too. Let's go; otherwise, if we fall behind, we won't gain anything from this trip," Xiao Baiyi nodded and said with a smile.
"Let's go."
Then, Ji Hong and Nian Wei, along with the others, headed deeper into the area.
In the void, a figure was moving swiftly—it was Wang Yi.
"It seems that many outsiders have come besides us," Wang Yi murmured. "Who are Ji Hong and Xiao Baiyi? At such a young age, they are already Half-Step Nirvana Realm Experts. They must be from some superpower. And what is the identity of Nian Wei?"
"Prince, if I am not mistaken, those two are from your Six Great True Spirit Families," Fire Spirit said in a deep voice.
After a pause, Fire Spirit continued, "Xiao Baiyi's bloodline contains a fierce aura of slaughter. I am from the White Tiger Clan. As for Ji Hong, he seems gentle but is actually a dangerous person; there is a fierce flame within him that is likely the Vermilion Bird Fire, which belongs to the Vermilion Bird Family."
"As for that girl, I can't see through her. However, judging by her cultivation level and her status as a sixth-grade alchemist, she is probably also from some superpower," Fire Spirit said.
"True Spirit Family," Wang Yi murmured. His gaze flickered as he cast aside these thoughts; as long as these people did not provoke him, it didn't matter whether they were related to him or not. However, it seemed that the situation in the Ancient Storm Cave was somewhat complicated now—with forces from the Jin and Song Dynasties, the Six Great Demon Kings, and the newly arrived True Spirit Family disciples. The greatest threat might not be the Six Great Demon Kings but rather the True Spirit Family disciples.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, a sword aura surged up from the ground.
Wang Yi's gaze flickered, and with a wave of his sleeve, a surge of energy shattered the sword aura. He looked down at the ground and saw a building explode, two figures soaring into the air, one in front of the other. The first was an old man dressed in black, clutching a broken arm. Upon seeing Wang Yi, his expression brightened, and he cried out in desperation, "Help me!"
Wang Yi raised an eyebrow; he recognized this man as a powerful figure from the Jin Kingdom. However, he chose to ignore him and turned to leave.
"Seeking death."
A cold voice rang out. Wang Yi turned back to see a beam of sword light tearing the Black-Clad Elder in half, blood staining the sky.
Then, a handsome young man with a sinister gaze appeared before Wang Yi, holding a treasured sword.
"Stop," the young man said coldly.
Upon hearing this, Wang Yi frowned slightly. This young man was a Half-Step Nirvana Realm Expert. If there were no significant ties, he preferred not to make enemies with such individuals. Therefore, without further thought, he leaped into the air and flew away.
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