Clang!
The silver-white arrow slammed hard into the round shield, producing a deafening metallic clash.
Although it blocked the strike, the terrifying force transmitted through the round shield onto Wan Bao, knocking him back.
“Careful.”
Ye Hao hurriedly grabbed him.
Wan Bao had come close to being sent flying.
Soon, a wooden boat over a zhang long came to a halt not far away.
Three people stood upon the wooden boat.
When Ye Hao clearly saw one of the three, his face turned grim. “Zhou Si!”
“It really is him.”
“It has barely been any time since we last met.”
“To think he has already fallen to becoming a bandit cultivator.”
Hearing Ye Hao speak like this, Wan Bao hastily followed his gaze.
Sure enough, he discovered that one of the three was Zhou Si, who had previously owed Boss Zhao money and fled the Baiyun Sect.
However, his aura at this moment had undergone a drastic change compared to before.
He had shockingly reached Fourth-Layer Qi Refinement.
“It's you, Ye Hao!”
Zhou Si atop the wooden boat also discovered Ye Hao's presence.
Joy immediately swelled in his heart.
A streak of cruelty appeared on his face.
Back then, if Ye Hao had lent him ten jin of white spirit rice, he wouldn't have defaulted on Boss Zhao's debt, nor would he have ended up stealing Boss Zhao's white spirit rice and defecting from the Baiyun Sect.
Left with no choice in the end, he could only fall to becoming a bandit cultivator, even switching to cultivating demonic arts.
However, he did not regret it, because after switching to demonic arts, the bottleneck that had trapped him for years was broken in an instant.
Before long, he would even break into the next realm.
And bumping into Ye Hao today was merely an unexpected bonus.
“Big Brother, quickly look at the old guy's hand! Is that Dew Condensation Grass?”
Ma Yu, one of the three whose eyes had initially been indifferent, suddenly caught sight of something. After confirming the true identity of that item, even his breathing grew rapid.
Without hesitation, he immediately looked toward his older brother, Ma Zhu.
Dew Condensation Grass was worth hundreds of spirit stones.
If they pulled off this hit, the spirit stones they obtained could be exchanged for resources.
Those resources would be enough to raise both brothers' cultivation to Seventh-Layer or even Eighth-Layer Qi Refinement.
Ma Zhu hastily looked over. Once he confirmed it, his emotions were far from calm. “It really is Dew Condensation Grass.”
At this thought, Ma Zhu looked at Wan Bao and said coldly, “Old guy, hand over the Dew Condensation Grass in your hand, and I might consider sparing both your lives.”
“Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless.”
Wan Bao held the Dew Condensation Grass in one hand and rested the other on his storage bag, ready at any moment to activate his last trump card.
When he heard the other party say this, Wan Bao's brows furrowed. He looked up at them and said, “Let the little brother beside me go first. Once he leaves, I will hand the Dew Condensation Grass over to you.”
Ye Hao, who was watching the show unfold, had not expected Wan Bao to let him leave first while choosing to stay behind himself.
“Deal!”
Ma Zhu did not care about a minor Second-Layer Qi Refinement cultivator at all.
Letting him go would have no impact on him whatsoever.
He only needed that Dew Condensation Grass.
“Boss, I have a grudge against that kid! We can't just let him go so easily!”
Zhou Si heard that his boss was actually going to let Ye Hao go.
He was the first to object, immediately jumping out to stop it.
Slap!
“Shut up!”
“You're getting more and more out of line.”
“When I'm speaking, since when were you allowed to butt in?”
“If there's a next time, don't blame me for being ruthless.”
A glint of coldness flashed in Ma Zhu's eyes, and he slapped Zhou Si across the face.
Had the steward not insisted on shoving this guy into his hands, he would never have brought him along.
He was an utter burden, brainless to the extreme.
Once he obtained the Dew Condensation Grass, the kid would still be at his disposal anyway.
Yet he just had to step forward and object right now, possessing not an ounce of brains.
“Ye Hao, go.”
“It's my fault this time for bringing you out without proper preparation.”
Wan Bao looked at Ye Hao, a hint of resoluteness in his eyes.
He patted Ye Hao's shoulder gently as he spoke.
“Senior Brother Wan Bao, isn't it just two Fifth-Layer Qi Refinement cultivators and one Fourth-Layer Qi Refinement cultivator?”
“Is there any need to be so nervous?”
Ye Hao said with a smile.
He was also at Fifth-Layer Qi Refinement himself, and he had even mastered the Fire Snake Technique to great perfection. His combat power was entirely capable of overwhelming the two before him.
What's more, he still had so many First-Tier high-grade Fireball Talismans on him.
“Junior Brother Ye, stop joking around.”
“Hurry up and leave.”
Wan Bao looked at Ye Hao with a dejected expression, trying to persuade him.
“Take these!”
Seeing that Wan Bao did not believe him, Ye Hao pulled out two Fireball Talismans and shoved them into his hands.
“These are First-Tier high-grade Fireball Talismans!”
After receiving the Fireball Talismans, Wan Bao caressed them quietly.
Sensing the intense fire-attribute spiritual qi contained within them, he immediately grew thrilled.
His former gloom naturally vanished without a trace.
A First-Tier high-grade Fireball Talisman was enough to pose a threat to Seventh-Layer Qi Refinement cultivators.
Cultivators below Seventh-Layer Qi Refinement would be left dead or severely injured unless they possessed a First-Tier high-grade defensive artifact.
Now Wan Bao finally understood why Ye Hao before him showed not the slightest fear.
With such a deadly weapon in hand, what were a mere pair of Fifth-Layer Qi Refinement cultivators?
Ye Hao smiled and said, “Senior Brother Wan Bao isn't scared anymore, right?”
“Naturally not! Now, the ones who should be afraid are them!”
After speaking, Wan Bao held the First-Tier high-grade Fireball Talismans and looked toward Ma Zhu's trio.
He stated bluntly, “If you leave right now, it's not too late.”
A First-Tier high-grade Fireball Talisman had a clearly listed price of 100 low-grade spirit stones in the market.
He knew Ye Hao was very wealthy.
However, such Fireball Talismans should be saved whenever possible.
“Damn it, how is this possible?”
“How could he have such a high-level talisman?”
Looking at the Fireball Talismans in Wan Bao's hand, Ma Zhu's face turned instantly livid.
He had thought he held everything in his control.
He had never expected the enemy to actually possess such a deadly weapon.
Zhou Si clenched his fists tightly. “How does a Second-Layer Qi Refinement cultivator have so many low-grade spirit stones to buy high-grade talismans?!”
He had been staring fixedly at Ye Hao, so he naturally noticed that the First-Tier high-grade Fireball Talismans were produced by Ye Hao, which made it all the more incomprehensible to him.
A high-level talisman that even Wan Bao at Fifth-Layer Qi Refinement could not produce, Ye Hao had pulled out two of them with utter ease.
And he looked completely nonchalant.
Clearly, he had even more stock on him.
“Senior Brother Wan Bao, we cannot let that Zhou Si leave.”
Ye Hao leaned close to Wan Bao and whispered softly.
He could sense the unreserved, intense killing intent toward him in Zhou Si's eyes.
If they let him slip away now, how difficult would it be to track him down and kill him next time?
It was better to resolve it once and for all right at this moment.
“I understand what you mean.”
Wan Bao nodded.
Naturally, he understood the meaning Ye Hao conveyed.
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