"Stop!"
"Who are you two?
Only disciples of our two great Sacred Lands are qualified to pick herbs from this medicinal field! Anyone else who dares to touch them is guilty of a capital offense!"
...
The disciples of the two Sacred Lands were furious to the extreme, roaring their anger.
"These two fellows are truly bold, daring to do such a thing right before the eyes of the two great Sacred Lands' disciples," other martial artists also exclaimed in astonishment.
"I know who they are!
Both are Holy Sons of the Houtu Sect from Muzhou!
One is called Du Fan, the other is Su Ye!
I saw them at the City Lord's Manor banquet last night!" someone suddenly yelled.
This person was a Holy Son from a certain sect in one of the Northern Wastelands' prefectures, who had also attended the banquet hosted by Qingxuan Saintess the previous night and thus recognized Ye Yunfei and Da Di Daozhang.
"Good, I remember you now!
Focus all efforts on breaking the formation!" Lu Fengxian gnashed his teeth and shouted.
Boom! Boom!...
The disciples from the two Sacred Lands poured all their strength into attacking the formation.
Inside the medicinal field.
"Harvest the Dao Medicines first, then the Treasure Medicines, save the Spirit Medicines for last!" Ye Yunfei yelled.
Ye Yunfei, Hu Miao, Huang Shang, and Da Di Daozhang all pushed their speeds to the absolute limit.
In a moment,
over half of the herbs in the field were harvested.
"The formation is about to break!"
At this moment, under the desperate assault of the two Sacred Lands' disciples, the formation developed crack after crack and was on the verge of being destroyed.
Ye Yunfei, Hu Miao, Huang Shang, and Da Di Daozhang redoubled their efforts to harvest.
Finally.
*Boom!*
The formation completely shattered.
"First, seize those two!" Lu Fengxian roared, charging towards Ye Yunfei and Da Di Daozhang.
"Let's go!" Ye Yunfei had prepared for this. Sleeves swirling, he scooped up Da Di Daozhang, activated his Heavenly Shadow Robe for tenfold acceleration, and instantly sped away into the distance.
By now, the Dao Medicines and Treasure Medicines in the medicinal field had been completely harvested, with less than ten thousand Spirit Medicines remaining!
Roar!...
The disciples of the two Sacred Lands were utterly enraged, entering a state of frenzied rage.
"After them!" Lu Fengxian waved his hand, leading the disciples of the Tianxuan Sacred Land in pursuit.
"We'll chase too!" The disciples of the Jiuhua Sacred Land also gave chase.
"Ye Yunfei, provoking the disciples of the two great Sacred Lands means we've landed ourselves in a huge mess," Da Di Daozhang said up ahead, sensing the pursuers behind them, a bitter smile on his face.
As he spoke, Ye Yunfei urged his body forward, leaving behind phantom afterimage as he quickly widened the distance, soon leaving the pursuers far behind.
The disciples of the two Sacred Lands at the rear could no longer detect the trail of Ye Yunfei and his companion.
"Du Fan, Su Ye..." Lu Fengxian's gaze burned with murderous intent that soared to the heavens.
Afterwards, Ye Yunfei and Da Di Daozhang roamed about exploring the depths of this Small World.
This Small World was where True Lord Dongzhuo once lived and cultivated in his lifetime, storing many medicinal herbs, crystal vein mineral deposits, and heavenly treasures.
Along the way, Ye Yunfei and Da Di Daozhang reaped not a few gains.
However, for Ye Yunfei, the biggest haul was undoubtedly the medicinal field earlier.
They had obtained over a hundred thousand wood-attribute herbs!
Ye Yunfei surmised that particular field must have been True Lord Dongzhuo's primary medicinal plot.
Around this time, conflicts began erupting among the various martial artists who had entered seeking treasures.
Throughout the Small World, sounds of fierce battles and agonized screams echoed, making it an extremely lively scene.
"The most precious treasures left behind by True Lord Dongzhuo must lie deep within this Small World." After half a day, Ye Yunfei's gaze shifted towards the far depths of the Small World.
"Let's go! We'll go see!" Ye Yunfei declared, then headed deeper into the Small World with Da Di Daozhang.
This Small World wasn't particularly vast. In roughly the time it took an incense stick to burn, Ye Yunfei and Da Di Daozhang finally arrived at its deepest point.
This area was a dense primeval jungle! Directly in its center stood an imposing green-colored hall! It soared so high it seemed to penetrate the clouds, easily towering hundreds of zhang tall.
Above the massive gate of this hall were inscribed three ancient, formidable characters: The Residence of Dongzhuo!
*Swish!*
Ye Yunfei's figure flashed, arriving in front of the palace.
"What a grand hall!" Da Di Daozhang, now beside Ye Yunfei, gazed up at the towering structure and couldn't help but sigh in admiration.
"This must be True Lord Dongzhuo's true cultivation abode!" Ye Yunfei said.
"True Lord Dongzhuo was once a top-tier expert of our Northern Wastelands. The treasures he left behind must be numerous. Let's hurry inside!" Da Di Daozhang urged, eyes gleaming with excitement.
"If you want to die, then try barging in. A rough estimate suggests at least thirty or more formations surround this main hall," Ye Yunfei replied calmly.
"That terrifying?!" Da Di Daozhang jumped in alarm.
Ye Yunfei fell silent, extending his Soul Power to spread out like an octopus's tendrils, permeating the surrounding void to begin studying the formations encircling the palace.
"Truly a monster," Da Di Daozhang muttered, seeing Ye Yunfei engrossed in analyzing the formations. He was coming to realize that there seemed to be no formation capable of stumping Ye Yunfei.
*Swish! Swish!...*
Suddenly, sharp silhouettes in the distance shot towards the location of this palace. Clearly, others had also begun discovering this building.
Very soon, numerous martial artists arrived one after another, landing before the palace.
"The Residence of Dongzhuo! So this is the true cultivation abode of True Lord Dongzhuo!"
"It must house many precious treasures!"
...
All those present stared excitedly at the palace, discussing fervently.
"Su Ye! Du Fan! So you're here!" a loud shout suddenly rang out.
Only then did everyone notice several dozen figures flying across the sky. Leading them was a man in white robes—none other than Ouyang Feng!
"Hahaha... Su Ye, Du Fan! This time, I wonder where you think you'll escape!" Ouyang Feng sneered hideously.
*Swish! Swish!...*
Several dozen individuals charged forward, cutting off Ye Yunfei and Da Di Daozhang's escape route.
Fifteen Minor Mystic Pill Realm mid-stage and fifteen Minor Mystic Pill Realm late-stage! All were from the Ouyang Family!
"Ouyang Feng! Those Ouyang Family members who ambushed us last night... You sent them, didn't you!" Da Di Daozhang glared upon seeing Ouyang Feng, fury bubbling forth as he demanded.
"That's correct. Du Fan, this time, neither of you shall dream of returning alive to the Houtu Sect," Ouyang Feng countered with a cold laugh.
*Swish! Swish!...*
At this moment, another group of dozens of young martial artists arrived like lightning bolts, landing before the main hall.
"Are you Su Ye? My cousin Hu Bo... Was it you who killed him?" Upon arrival, these dozens of young martial artists fixed their gazes upon Ye Yunfei. Among them, a stocky, powerfully built youth stepped forward, questioning loudly.
"It seems our honorable guests must be the esteemed talents from the Hu Clan of Yue Prefecture. Indeed, this person is Su Ye. It was precisely him who killed Young Master Hu Bo," Ouyang Feng stepped forward, interjecting with a smile.
"Su Ye! Killing a member of the Hu Clan means you deserve to die a thousand deaths!" The stocky youth waved his hand, and the dozens of Hu Clan disciples surged forward, surrounding Ye Yunfei.
"So you two ended up here!" Suddenly, a furious roar sounded from afar.
Then, everyone saw several dozen figures brimming with sharp auras shoot towards the main hall like streaks of lightning, instantly arriving before it.
"They're from the Tianxuan Sacred Land!" Onlookers gasped, their expressions revealing wariness.
"Su Ye! Du Fan! The two of you dare to steal items belonging to my Tianxuan Sacred Land! This is a capital offense! Immediately kneel down, surrender every herb you harvested just now, and then commit suicide!" A man wearing an apricot-yellow long robe took a step forward, unleashing a raging torrent of spiritual power pressure that crushed towards Ye Yunfei and Da Di Daozhang.
It was Lu Fengxian!
"Look! So those two ran here after all! Daring to snatch what belongs to our Jiuhua Sacred Land is an unforgivable crime! Seize them!"
Suddenly, yet another group of powerful young martial artists charged forward from afar, converging upon Ye Yunfei and Da Di Daozhang.
These were disciples of the Jiuhua Sacred Land!
Disciples from the Ouyang Family, Hu Clan, Tianxuan Sacred Land, and Jiuhua Sacred Land encircled Ye Yunfei and Da Di Daozhang in a tight formation.
"These two actually offended so many people... and from the looks of it, they even stole from disciples of the Tianxuan and Jiuhua Sacred Lands! How utterly reckless! At this point, they're absolutely doomed!" Other martial artists present stared dumbfounded.
"Hahaha... Su Ye, Du Fan! This time, even with sky-high abilities, you won't escape death!" Ouyang Feng couldn't contain a burst of wild laughter.
When combined, the disciples of the Ouyang Family, Hu Clan, Tianxuan Sacred Land, and Jiuhua Sacred Land amounted to over sixty Minor Mystic Pill Realm late-stage, over eighty Minor Mystic Pill Realm mid-stage, and over a hundred Minor Mystic Pill Realm early-stage cultivators.
Meanwhile, Ye Yunfei was merely at the fifth level of the Grotto-Heaven Realm, and Da Di Daozhang only at the tenth level of the Grotto-Heaven Realm.
Everyone present firmly believed that Ye Yunfei and Da Di Daozhang were undoubtedly doomed! No possibility of escape remained!
"Ye Yunfei, we have indeed landed ourselves in huge trouble..." Da Di Daozhang whispered, taking in the surrounding encirclement with rising fear and alarm, his scalp prickling.