The two observed for a while longer.
They confird that there were no remaining Blood Bat Palace remnants in the area.
Chen Zhengdao said, "Let’s go, we should continue to monitor the Three-Star Soul Master and that world-class prodigy from the Dragon-Rising Path."
He rode the Blue Eagle, preparing to turn back.
Suddenly, the jade pendant at his waist flashed urgently and emitted a buzzing sound.
"An ergency ssage from the Pavilion Master?" Chen Zhengdao’s expression changed slightly.
The Pavilion Master wouldn’t send an ergency ssage unless it was sothing major.
He hastily removed the jade pendant and crushed it between his fingers.
The resonating buzz condensed into a short ssage.
"Beast tide has suddenly appeared, return imdiately!"
Chen Zhengdao’s face changed drastically: "Beast tide? Hiss! After a hundred years, is it about to appear again?"
He dared not hesitate and said, "I must return to the Heavenly chanism Pavilion imdiately."
"I cannot continue to monitor that Soul Master."
"And you, I believe the Green Cloud Sect will soon summon you back as well."
Liu Qingxian’s gaze turned grave.
A beast tide was an apocalyptic disaster that no force could remain unaffected by.
She nodded and said, "Uncle Chen, you go back first. I... I’ll go find that Nine-grade Spiritual Root and return as well."
She had already lost hope in waiting for that world-class prodigy from the Dragon-Rising Path.
She had no choice but to find the one with the Nine-grade Spiritual Root instead.
She had t the person once, and she would definitely recognize them upon eting again.
Chen Zhengdao nodded, took her back to Lonely Boat City, and then flew away on a cloud.
The strong individuals of Lonely Boat City returned to the city in high spirits.
That evening, City Lord Ye Jifeng announced that the entire Blood Bat Palace sub-altar had been exterminated!
And he held a grand banquet.
The old monsters who had broken through and erged to welco Lu Zheng, this Nine-grade Spiritual Root prodigy, couldn’t help but co out again.
They attended the banquet in person.
Their purpose was naturally not for food and drink.
They were curious about the young prodigy who, with his own strength, had killed the sub-altar master!
At the banquet.
Xu Yining, who had woken up, looked at the No.1 Shadow Guard beside her, being respectfully toasted by the city’s strong practitioners, and felt a mont of bewildernt.
They were people of the sa age.
Why was there such a vast difference between them?
She had thought that breaking through Foundation Establishnt would allow her to compete with him.
But in the end, she was rescued once more.
Before she was knocked unconscious by the sub-altar master, she had seen the figure of the No.1 Shadow Guard rushing towards her.
If he hadn’t acted in ti, she would have most likely fallen on the steps and died from the impact.
Looking at the mask in front of her, she was extrely curious about the face behind it.
When did Lonely Boat City have such a prodigy that she could only look up to?
Unfortunately, she would never have the chance to know.
Because the original purpose of the Shadow Guard Team was to eradicate the remnants of the Blood Bat Palace.
Now that the remnants had been cleared.
After the banquet, the Shadow Guard Team would disband.
Feeling a sense of lancholy, she raised her wine glass and said, "Will we et again?"
Jiang Fan slightly curled the corner of his mouth.
Weren’t we eting every day?
"Fate shall decide," he replied indifferently.
Xu Yining felt even more dispirited, raised her glass and said, "Well, I hope we can continue to cooperate if we are fated to. To you."
Jiang Fan drank it all in one go.
The Shadow Guard Team disbanded silently after the banquet as expected.
Ye Qingxue allowed them to keep their masks as ntos.
After all, these masks represented the glory of Lonely Boat City’s young prodigy.
Late at night.
Jiang Fan deliberately slowed his pace, waiting until Xu Yining returned to the Xu Mansion for a long ti before removing his mask in an alley.
Casually, he returned to the mansion.
Unexpectedly, Xu Yining hadn’t slept and was practicing swordsmanship in the central courtyard with a hint of drunkenness.
She seed to be venting her emotions.
Seeing Jiang Fan return, her expression turned slightly cold: "Where did you go? Why are you back so late?"
Jiang Fan rolled his eyes and wrote: "None of your business."
Xu Yining said nothing, but flicked her toe and kicked up an extra sword from the ground, tossing it to Jiang Fan: "Practice swordsmanship with ."
Jiang Fan held the sword, looking speechless.
Who wants to practice swordsmanship with you?
He turned to leave, but Xu Yining didn’t care about his agreent or not, she charged at him with her sword.
Jiang Fan was both amused and exasperated.
He didn’t know what had gotten into her tonight.
She would never have asked him to practice swordsmanship before.
Seeing her thrust coming, Jiang Fan instinctively executed a Lonely Star Points move, knocking her sword away.
Xu Yining was stunned: "This sword move... why does it look just like No.1 Shadow Guard’s?"
Uh—
Jiang Fan wished he could slap himself.
He had forgotten to switch identities!
Fortunately, Xu Yining had drunk a lot at the banquet and was clearly tipsy, not thinking clearly.
"Mistaken identity. How could I possibly know No.1 Shadow Guard’s sword move?"
"He’s so strong, and you are just..."
She paused and didn’t continue.
Disinterested, she threw down her sword: "Forget it, let’s not practice."
Watching her leave.
Jiang Fan sighed at the moon, holding his sword, and perford the three moves of the "Seven-star Sword Jue," one after the other.
His movents were graceful, and his swordsmanship was as swift as a rainbow.
Back in his room.
Jiang Fan threw the sub-altar master’s head under his bed.
Then he took out a bottle of Pifu Pill.
"It’s ti to break through Foundation Establishnt."
Jiang Fan was sowhat excited. Ever since the seed had sprouted, he had dread of successfully establishing his foundation.
Only by establishing his foundation could he climb the Void Ancient Tree to pick the mysterious fruits.
With excitent, he swallowed the Pifu Pill in one gulp.
The powerful and fierce dicinal power raged through his body like a flood.
It caused him to feel a strong and unbearable sense of expansion and pain.
"Hiss! So this is how painful it is to break through Foundation Establishnt?"
Beads of sweat quickly ford on his forehead like beans.
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But thinking of the benefits after Foundation Establishnt, he endured the severe pain.
The strong dicinal power lasted until midnight.
When his face was pale and his body was drenched, a spring erged in his Dantian.
This was the mark of Foundation Establishnt—a Spirit Pond!
The spiritual power that was once stored in his ridians all liquefied and gathered in the Spirit Pond.
At this mont, his spiritual power was already twice as high as it had been at the Ninth Layer Qi Cultivation Perfection.
"If I encounter soone as skilled as the sub-altar master again, I dare not say I could win, but at least it wouldn’t be so difficult."
Jiang Fan was filled with confidence.
Next, he eagerly used a unique ability that only Foundation Establishnt martial artists possessed.
Internal sight!
As his eyes closed.
His awareness gradually penetrated his flesh and reached deep into his internal organs, where he saw a space as black as ink.
A spring was gushing water.
It was the Foundation Establishnt Spirit Pond.
Beside the spring, a towering ancient tree pierced the sky and reached into the clouds.
He excitedly approached the ancient tree.
Looking at the fruit tree close to the ground, which contained the sealed Profound Level High ntal thod, the Dragon Seeking Scripture, he couldn’t help but feel parched.
He attempted to leap up.
This ti, there was no longer an invisible force suppressing him like before.
He jumped lightly and grabbed hold of the fruit.
With a strong pull, he plucked it off.
"I finally got it!" Jiang Fan exclaid excitedly.
He couldn’t imagine how fast his cultivation speed would be with this Profound Level High ntal thod.
But at that mont.
He suddenly heard a whooshing sound above his head.
As if sothing was falling!
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