Ye Bufan only wanted to escape from the Demonic Cult and develop in a low-key manner.
He doesn't want to fight with others unless it is necessary.
"Zhou Wangchen is at the first level of foundation building. He is not very strong himself, but he has three foundation building puppets. Generally, those at the fourth level of foundation building are no match for him."
"He was a sinister and cunning man, and several people at the fourth level of foundation building died in his hands.
Pothos reminds you carefully.
Although the master has reached the top-absorbing Taoist foundation, he has just started, so it is difficult for him to defeat Zhou Wangchen.
She is now in the same boat with Ye Bufan. If anything happens to the latter, she will suffer as well.
Ye Bufan nodded slightly and asked Luluo to go out and find out the situation.
Not long after, Green Radish came back and told me.
Many elders from the six peaks of the Demon Sect are now keeping their eyes on Demon Sword Peak. If the Demon Sword Peak Master hadn't stopped them, those big guys would have even come over in person to inspect that top-grade foundation-building cultivator.
Not only the top leaders, but also the core disciples and inner disciples of the Demon Sect were very curious about this.
"Rumor has it that those old demons who have reached Golden Core Perfection and don't care about worldly affairs have also come out of seclusion."
Green Radish's pretty face was anxious.
Those are the old demons who have been famous in Zhao State for hundreds of years.
The best Dao Ji was even more attractive than she had imagined.
"Gotta leave as soon as possible."
Ye Bufan felt a sense of urgency, but right now the Demon Sword Peak was blocked and it was difficult for ordinary disciples to get out, not to mention that he was not a member of the Heavenly Demon Sect at all.
With no other choice, Ye Bufan could only practice "Magic Dragon Technique" to improve his strength.
This will be very hard for the demon snake.
Just after digesting the essence and blood, he began to devour again.
In the end, half of his body was torn apart.
Soon, it was night.
Ye Bufan put away the magic dragon technique and began to study the "Paper-Bending Code".
Although paper figures are not as good as puppets made of gold and iron, they have great advantages in patrolling and concealment.
Ye Bufan asked Luoluo to buy some spiritual bamboos, paper made of animal skins, and some cinnabar pigment for drawing talismans.
These low-grade materials are not expensive and there are plenty of them at the night market.
Soon, a paper man was made.
Lifelike and like a real person.
"The master is truly gifted.
Green Radish praised.
Ye Bufan's eyelids twitched. This paper man was so stupid that he couldn't even move. And he had a special talent?
"It's good enough to achieve this for the first time. Just take your time."
Ye Bufan held the paper-folding code and continued to study it, while Lu Luo watched quietly beside him.
The moonlight was pouring down, and the girl in the green dress turned her head from time to time to look at the old face of the man in front of her, as if she could see the hidden true face, and her cheeks occasionally flushed.
Don't know what to think.
Time flies, and it's late at night.
"Bitch! Bitch! You make me sick!
On the courtyard wall, Zhou Wangchen quietly used the "Array Fusion Talisman" to sneak in. Just as he was about to enter the yard, he saw Luluo sitting next to the old man.
The gentle gaze does not seem fake.
This made Zhou Wangchen so angry that he was about to explode.
During the day he thought that Green Ivy was just a smoking pot for the old man, but from the ambiguous look in her eyes now, it was obvious that she really liked the old man.
"I am a handsome young man who has been pursuing you for many years, caring about you and asking about your well-being, but you have been indifferent and ended up falling for an old man!"
Zhou Wangchen felt that his body and mind had suffered a lot of damage.
Bitch!
"I must hold you down tonight and let the old man see it with his own eyes!"
His eyes were filled with hatred.
Before, he was worried that the female genius Chu Zixue would cause him trouble because of this, but now he can no longer care about so much.
Zhou Wangchen slapped his storage bag, and three cold black puppets appeared.
One human-shaped puppet and two puppets shaped like flying eagles.
"go!"
He controlled the humanoid puppet and a flying eagle puppet and rushed towards Green Ivy like lightning.
Green Radish is at the third level of foundation building and has quite impressive combat power.
His primary goal was clear.
As for that Qi Refining old man, the last eagle swooped down, aiming straight for his legs—clearly intending to break them to vent his hatred.
"If nothing goes wrong, I'll have this wretched couple subdued within ten breaths."
Zhou Wangchen suppressed his rage, his gaze scanning the surroundings. What he truly feared was the Heaven's Chosen Foundation Establishment cultivator hiding somewhere unseen.
"Crack!"
As expected, the old man sitting quietly under the tree, absorbed in his book, was instantly knocked over by the eagle. His legs bent at an unnatural angle.
Meanwhile, Lü Luo, after all, was at the third level of Foundation Establishment and reacted swiftly. A protective barrier of spiritual energy instantly enveloped her.
"Clang!"
A deafening impact—the humanoid puppet's iron fists slammed into the barrier, causing it to tremble violently and dim rapidly. Another eagle puppet followed up with a strike, shattering the barrier completely.
Lü Luo glared at Zhou Wangchen, hidden in the shadows, and shouted,
"What are you doing?! I've rejected your advances for years, enduring endless ridicule from our fellow disciples because of it. And now, you've taken a liking to some decrepit old man?! What does he have that I don't?!"
"Does he please you better than I could?!"
"You shameless bitch! Today, no matter what, I'll have my way with you!"
Zhou Wangchen's face was corpse-pale, his eyes roaming brazenly over Lü Luo's delicate figure.
With that, he commanded his three puppets to launch a fierce assault on her.
As for that foolhardy old man? He didn't spare him a second glance.
"Boom! Boom!"
Lü Luo formed hand seals, casting spells—Fireball, Ice Spike—desperately fending off the puppets, but the struggle was grueling.
All three puppets were top-tier combatants at the third level of Foundation Establishment, formidable enough to challenge even a fourth-level cultivator.
To make matters worse, her magical artifacts had already been confiscated.
Before long, her delicate face turned deathly pale, her spiritual energy nearly depleted. The protective barrier flickered precariously, on the verge of collapse.
"Why hasn't that Heaven's Chosen Foundation Establishment cultivator shown up yet? Could they have already left?"
Zhou Wangchen's eyes darted around, an inexplicable unease creeping into his heart.
Then—
Something felt off.
His gaze snapped back to the old man lying motionless beneath the tree.
No movement.
No signs of life.
The grotesquely twisted legs showed no trace of blood.
"A paper effigy?!"
Blinded by fury earlier, Zhou Wangchen hadn't scrutinized the scene carefully. Now, the truth was undeniable.
Clearly, the other party had anticipated his arrival and deliberately placed a decoy to deceive him.
"Looking for me?"
A cold, ghostly voice whispered behind him, sending a violent shudder through Zhou Wangchen's body. Instinctively, he spun around and threw a punch.
"Boom!"
The air itself seemed to explode from the sheer force.
Yet his fist collided with an unyielding cyan shield—not only failing to break through but rebounding with such power that Zhou Wangchen staggered backward.
"That old man?! Foundation Establishment?!"
Zhou Wangchen finally saw the aged face behind the shield and understood everything.
Disbelief flooded him.
"How is this possible?! A man this old has achieved such a supreme foundation?!"
During the day, he had inspected the old man's body—his bone age was undeniably over a hundred. There was no way to fake that.
Now, all he felt was sheer absurdity.
"Whoosh!"
At that moment, a flying sword streaked through the air like a beam of light, aiming straight for Zhou Wangchen's forehead.
"So it really is you!"
Sensing the unmistakable surge of Foundation Establishment-level spiritual energy, Zhou Wangchen roared in fury and slammed both fists onto the flying sword.
With his strength, even a typical fourth-level Foundation Establishment cultivator would struggle to withstand the blow.
"No matter how you achieved such a foundation, you've only just stepped into this realm—"
"Clang!"
Before he could finish, his supposedly indomitable fists were effortlessly pierced through—as fragile as paper—by the flying sword.
Its power far surpassed anything Lü Luo could have mustered.
The sword didn't stop.
It continued forward—
And embedded itself deep into Zhou Wangchen's forehead.