Since Shen Yurou called out the name “I Am Invincible,” Li Fan’s attention shifted to Su Xiaomei.
He didn’t expect to encounter “I Am Invincible,” who had appeared in “Discussing Dao While Seated.”
Naturally, Li Fan became interested.
Ever since he left a message about being able to defeat Zhang Qianmo soon, he had disappeared.
He didn’t reappear before Zhang Qianmo was defeated by Zhong Shentong.
Li Fan originally thought he had perished.
But unexpectedly, he was alive and well.
“Why hasn’t he challenged Zhang Qianmo since then?”
Li Fan checked the battle records of the “Discussing Dao While Seated,” feeling somewhat puzzled.
He didn’t seem like someone who would boast emptily.
Moreover.
Li Fan opened the battle records of “I Am Invincible” Shuo Feng’s previous matches with Zhang Qianmo.
In his previous battles, Shuo Feng also used flying swords, but it was a set of eighty-one shiny golden swords.
It was a far cry from the wooden sword he was using now.
“Did he maintain his strength, or…”
“Did he… retrain?”
Having cultivated the Sea Fixing Sword Technique and mastered the Cong Yun Sea Twenty-Eight Swords, Li Fan had some understanding of swordsmanship.
Comparing Shuo Feng’s battles with Zhang Qianmo and Su Xiaomei, Li Fan concluded that the power of the wooden sword now far surpassed that of the previous set of golden light swords.
“This wooden sword seems to be a Heavenly Treasure?”
“And its grade…”
Without seeing the wooden sword fully unleash its power, Li Fan couldn’t rashly conclude.
However, it should be certain that it exceeded the category of ordinary treasures.
“Earthly Treasure?”
Li Fan’s heart stirred slightly.
Fortunately, Su Xiaomei was also very curious about this wooden sword.
She launched a continuous barrage of questions at Shuo Feng.
“Uncle, your wooden sword just now was quite powerful, can you lend me it so I can take a look at it?”
“Is it the same as that armor you’re wearing on your body, some kind of magic treasure?”
“You’re still wearing armor in a fight, that’s too unfair.”
“I went all out, and the armor didn’t even break! You’re really bullying me!”
…
Shuo Feng also had a bit of a headache with this mischievous child.
He pushed Su Xiaomei, who was about to cling to him, away and replied, “This is my Foundation Treasure, ‘Sword.'”
“It is not to be shown to anyone except in battle.”
“As for the golden armor on my body…” Shuo Feng patted his clothes and looked somewhat helpless.
“It was custom-made for me by my mother, the Scarlet Snow Immortal Sage. Let alone your Foundation Establishment cultivation, even that Nascent Soul cultivator, Shen Yurou, wouldn’t necessarily be able to break through its defense.”
Su Xiaomei widened her eyes at his words and reached out her little hand to touch Shuo Feng’s blue clothes, full of envy.
Then she shook her head, “Wearing this, who would fight with you? It’s so boring!”
Shuo Feng also sighed, “It’s difficult to go against my mother’s wishes. Along the way, only cultivators like you, who don’t know my background, would spar with me.”
“Someone like Shen Yurou, even if I provoke him with words, wouldn’t take the initiative to attack.”
Su Xiaomei couldn’t help but ask, “What’s the deal with your cultivation technique? Why is it so strange? You can’t even take the initiative to attack? That’s so meaningless!”
Shuo Feng wore a look of “you wouldn’t understand” and smiled without answering.
Su Xiaomei continued to pester for a while, but seeing that Shuo Feng still didn’t seem inclined to answer, she could only pout and give up.
“It’s always you asking me questions. Now it’s my turn to ask. Which family’s descendant are you?” Shuo Feng asked with a smile.
“I’m not telling you!” Su Xiaomei gave him a disdainful look and coldly snorted.
Shuo Feng fell silent.
Zhang Haobo on the side also remained silent, appearing indifferent to the conversation.
Shuo Feng had no choice but to ask again, “Then let me guess. You two are definitely not locals of Jiushan Province, right? This time, you must be here for the ruins of the Chaoyuan Sect?”
Su Xiaomei snorted again, this time tacitly agreeing.
Shuo Feng asked, “Coincidentally, my destination is also there. Shall we go together?”
Su Xiaomei looked up at Shuo Feng.
“Then let’s go!” she said.
Then she flew ahead.
Shuo Feng smiled and shook his head inwardly.
Then he followed along at a leisurely pace.
Just like that, the team heading for the ruins of the Chaoyuan Sect went from two people to three.
There were many squabbles along the way.
Occasionally, Xiaomei and Shuo Feng would spar again.
Jiushan Province was vast.
It would take some time to reach their destination.
Meanwhile, while Shuo Feng and his group were on the way, after several months, Li Fan felt a sensation in his heart, indicating that he could once again enter the Fallen Immortal Realm.
“Blessings bestowed by the Celestial Sovereign of Xuanhuang!”
With the ceremony activated, Li Fan once again arrived outside Ningyuan City.
This time, Li Fan chose to use the same excuse as last time.
He persuaded Zhang Qianmo to sneak into the city secretly and then act separately to gather information.
Li Fan’s target this time was clear.
He casually borrowed some silver from a wealthy merchant in the city and began to inquire about “Mr. Bai.”
It is said that money makes the devil work.
What puzzled Li Fan was that despite spending a lot of money, he couldn’t get any useful information about “Mr. Bai.”
It seemed that there was no such person in the city.
Li Fan had to change his approach and started asking about any exceptionally handsome young men in the city.
Under the strange gazes of the residents, Li Fan collected information about three candidates who fit the criteria.
The first two were ruled out by Li Fan after meeting with them.
They were just ordinary people who happened to be good-looking.
Only the last one remained.
Li Fan arrived at the target’s door.
A secluded and dilapidated courtyard.
According to the descriptions of the residents, the owner of the courtyard was a young man who appeared somewhat frail.
This young man was not a local.
He arrived in Ningyuan two years ago with a group of refugees fleeing disaster.
He bought this courtyard with the little silver he had left and settled down here.
The young man usually kept a low profile and rarely showed himself.
It was said that he wrote excellent calligraphy and made a living by teaching in the city’s wealthy households.
Despite his frail appearance, everyone who had seen him praised his handsome appearance.
…
Information about the young man flashed through Li Fan’s mind.
Not sensing any signs of life inside, Li Fan flashed into the courtyard.
A cursory sweep of his spiritual consciousness found nothing unusual.
However, Li Fan knew that Mr. Bai’s house had a stone statue made of Absolute Immortal Stone, which could shield against spiritual consciousness perception.
Without giving up, Li Fan pushed open each door one by one and carefully inspected the rooms.
When he came to a room on the west side of the courtyard, which seemed to be a storage room, Li Fan’s footsteps paused slightly.
Pushing aside the miscellaneous items on the ground, Li Fan lifted a thin stone slab on the ground.
Beneath it was a dark hole.
“A slab made of Absolute Immortal Stone…”
“This must be it!”
A faint smile appeared on Li Fan’s lips as he flew into the underground chamber.
Upon landing, a faint smell of blood wafted over him.