"Having just absorbed this person's battle qi, his soul will likely need about a month to recover. You can wear the ring and go wherever you want!" The slightly weary voice of the old apothecary came from the ring.
"Elder Yao, I'm preparing to go to the Yunlan Sect to kill Yun Shan and obtain the main material for refining your body!"
Upon hearing this, Fang Chen picked up the ring from the bed where the old doctor had been sleeping and put it on his hand as well.
"Fang Chen, I suggest you don't go now." The old apocalypse floated up, his brow furrowed.
"Why? You think I'm no match for that old guy?" Fang Chen narrowed his eyes, speaking noncommittally.
To be honest, he had never seen a Dou Zong in this world before, and he had no idea how powerful they were.
As for Yun Leng, this Dou Wang (Battle King) is utterly insignificant in my hands.
"The cultivation of battle qi is divided into nine stars per level, and the difference between each star is enormous. Unless you're an anomaly, with your cultivation techniques and martial arts surpassing your opponent's level, going there will only be suicide," Yao Chen said after a moment of silence.
"Yunshan is indeed a Dou Zong level cultivator, but as for his star level, I'm not sure. However, I advise you to be well-prepared before you go."
"Senior Yao, that's what I was thinking too. We should go to the vicinity of the Yunlan Sect first and find out their background. Unfortunately, Yun Ling killed them too quickly." Fang Chen looked at the lifeless Yun Ling, somewhat annoyed.
"Now that you know, I'm relieved." Upon hearing this, Yao Chen entered a state of nourishing his soul.
Fang Chen is wearing a ring; if he falls into enemy hands, my soul will also be doomed. I must warn him.
"Forget it, I'll find another disciple of the Yunlan Sect and interrogate them about the sect's secrets," Fang Chen thought to himself.
Click click click!
Suddenly, a strange sound rang out.
Fang Chen looked behind him and saw Grey Wolf eating the monster bone he had thrown away. When Fang Chen looked over, Grey Wolf even licked his lips in a fawning manner, as if asking, "Is there any more?"
"You like to eat this?"
Fang Chen shook his head. If he liked them, he could just ask Xiao Yan to get some.
"Xiao Yan, I'm heading to the Yunlan Sect. Do you have anyone to guide me?" Just as Fang Chen was teasing Grey Wolf, Xiao Yan arrived, and Fang Chen immediately asked.
"Senior, if you don't mind, I can personally lead the way, how about that?"
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Chapter 235 Hai Bodong's Crisis [Please Subscribe and Vote]
"Xiao Yan, you'd better find someone for me! I'm not going to the Yunlan Sect for nothing. The Yunlan Sect is full of experts; I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of you..." Fang Chen said after thinking for a moment.
This trip is not for sightseeing.
As the largest sect in the Jia Ma Empire, and home to Dou Zong level experts, the Yunlan Sect is no place to be trifled with.
"I wonder how big the gap is between me and a Dou Zong!" Fang Chen pondered. It seemed necessary to find a Dou Zong or a high-level Dou Huang to test his strength.
"Okay!"
Xiao Yan sighed inwardly, realizing his own strength was too weak; going along would only be a hindrance.
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Fang Chen, carrying the ring where Yao Chen had kept, and Grey Wolf set off on their journey.
Our guide was a man in his forties named Bowen, a burly man with a full beard and a weathered appearance.
Bowen, though only a five-star Dou Shi, had spent years working as a guide in Wutan City, traveling between Wutan City and the Monster Mountain Range. He was intimately familiar with the empire's terrain and was incredibly experienced. The Xiao family had paid a hefty price to hire him as their guide.
A misty rain fell.
A light drizzle began to fall, and the distant mountains appeared and disappeared in the mist.
The official road, shrouded in misty rain, stretched into the distance like a ribbon.
Mercenaries exuding a fierce aura and martial artists seeking opportunities came and went.
Among the many pedestrians, a horse-drawn carriage travels along the wide avenue.
The carriage was quite spacious, and Fang Chen sat cross-legged inside, which was piled with various supplies and provisions.
Grey Wolf, meanwhile, was dozing off in a corner.
"Senior, after another half a day's walk, there's a fork in the road. To the left is the path to the Monster Mountain Range, and to the right, a hundred miles away, is the Cloud Mist Sect," Bowen said to Fang Chen, sitting in the front of the carriage and pointing to the fork in the road.
"Alright, thank you for leading the way, brother."
Fang Chen waved his hand, signaling the end of the guiding mission. Just as he was about to bid farewell to Bowen, Fang Chen suddenly frowned and looked into the distance.
A loud explosion echoed from afar.
"Senior, I'm leaving!"
Upon hearing the explosion, Bowen's expression suddenly changed drastically.
"What's wrong?"
Fang Chen was puzzled. Why was this blog post in such a hurry to leave?
"Senior, the shockwaves and explosions ahead are very likely from a battle between powerful figures. To avoid being caught in the crossfire, it would be best for me to leave!" Bowen looked anxious, apologized to Fang Chen, and then, after Fang Chen alighted from the carriage, he was about to urge the carriage onward at full speed.
"Brother, tell me what happened, and I'll give you double the commission!" Seeing Bowen's fear, Fang Chen became even more curious.
Who exactly is this powerful figure who has caused this blog post to be so frightening?