My Master Only Breaks Through on the Edge of Death

Chapter 30: Dead Soul Insect

If he could do it again, Xu Fan would definitely resist Zhu Jiao the first time they met, and retreat a little after that, which would be safer.

Becoming friends with Zhu Jiao, it's really too dangerous.

Xu Fan's mind is racing now, thinking about how to solve the current crisis.

At this moment, Xu Fan receives a transmission from Ye Xiaoyao.

"Junior Brother Xu, I'm sorry to have dragged you into this."

"After I fight with those five Golden Core Demonic Cultivators, during the chaos, the sword boat will take you some distance."

"Their target is me, they shouldn't chase you."

"Don't worry about me, I can escape on my own."

Hearing Ye Xiaoyao's transmission, Xu Fan's face gets worse and worse, thinking that if someone chases him, he'll be finished.

Before Xu Fan could respond, Ye Xiaoyao directly goes on the offensive.

"What if they are five Golden Core cultivators." Ye Xiaoyao arrogantly said as the five Flying Swords around him instantly formed a sword array.

"Flame Judgment: Five Directions Array Kill."

A huge sword array instantly takes shape, directly trapping the five Golden Core Demonic Cultivators within it.

At the same time, the sword boat Xu Fan was riding on quickly flew towards the direction of Heavenly Gate the moment Ye Xiaoyao made a move.

At this time, a demonic light flashes in the eyes of the leading Golden Core Demonic Cultivator.

"Leishi, go deal with that Qi Cultivation stage kid, quickly finish the battle, this is not a place to stay for long."

"Understood."

The Golden Core Demonic Cultivator in the direction of Heavenly Gate directly breaks free from the sword array and chases after Xu Fan's sword boat.

Ye Xiaoyao's face changes instantly, quickly offering a main attack Flying Sword and chases after the Demonic Cultivator.

"Want to save your friend? No way."

Four Golden Core Demonic Cultivators block Ye Xiaoyao's path.

A flash of regret crosses Ye Xiaoyao's face.

"Kid, don't worry about it, that little guy is very strange, he won't die even if you do."

"Focus on the battle."

Ye Xiaoyao instantly refocuses, looking at the four Golden Core Demonic Cultivators with killing intent.

"None of you will leave today."

The sky is lit with flame, and sword light fills the air.

'Earth Spirit Shield'

'Fire Spirit Shield'

'Spiritual Protection'

'Spirit Light Shield'

Four defensive artifacts were quickly rotating around Xu Fan.

"A spiritual curse-type divine ability?"

As soon as Xu Fan finished speaking, he saw a black shadow-like light instantly penetrate into his glabella.

"Damn, I still got hit."

In an instant, all the artifacts around Xu Fan lost control.

Xu Fan's body slowly drifted towards the cloud layer below.

At the moment Xu Fan fell unconscious, he had activated the Light Body Technique on his magical robe.

Cloud Mist Mountain, located in the extreme west of Wu Country, was covered in snow all year round. The people living at the foot of the mountain made their living by hunting and gathering spiritual medicine.

A medicine-gathering team was searching for Snow Ginseng in the snowy mountain.

"Little Ya, it's your first time here. In our Cloud Mist Snow Mountain, there are many rules for gathering medicine." An older man said to an 8-year-old boy.

"Grandpa, just say it. As long as I can earn money and have my little sister and me eat a full meal, I'm willing to do anything." The little boy said honestly, remembering what his father had said to him before he died.

"In the snow mountain, just listen to Grandpa Changshan's words, only then can you survive."

"In the snow mountain, bow down to spiritual beasts and immortals when you meet them," the old man said.

"When you encounter a ferocious beast on the snow mountain, don't be the last to run away. If you really can't, just jump off the mountain; that way, you still have a chance to survive."

"When your strength isn't strong, don't keep all the spiritual medicine you gather for yourself. Give half to the strongest person in the team first."

The old man told the little boy the survival rules of the snow mountain one by one, and the little boy memorized them one by one.

"You're a good boy, live well, and don't let your father's hopes go to waste."

The old man patted the little boy's head affectionately, thinking how great it would be if this was his own grandson.

"Grandpa, I've remembered everything you said," the little boy said earnestly.

"That's good."

 The old man led the little boy to the back of the team. It took three hours to climb the snow mountain, and they only had three hours for gathering medicine. Because the snow that accumulated all year round kept the temperature cold, ordinary people who stayed on the snow mountain for more than six hours would suffer from cold poison.

"Grandpa, have you ever seen an immortal?" the little boy asked.

"I've seen one, and I've even exchanged a few words with one," the old man teased the little boy.

"Grandpa, Grandpa, what do immortals look like?"

"Haha, they definitely aren't as silly as you!"

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