Immortal Reincarnation Tribulation

Chapter 69 The Strong Live, the Weak Die

A few breaths later, a mountain breeze blew by, dispersing the thick smoke and also blowing away a trace of gloom in Du Fan's heart.

When Du Fan looked closely, he breathed a sigh of relief. Wu Hao inside had turned into a pile of ashes and scattered with the wind. The green vines and white silk had also disappeared with Wu Hao's death. The only thing left was a storage bag, scattered on the ground.

This wasn't the first time Du Fan had used talismans. Now, his control over talismans was extremely skillful. For him, killing his opponent while leaving behind their storage bag was an extremely simple matter.

"Patriarch Yao, this is all I can do for you." Thinking of Yao Batian, Du Fan's expression was complicated. He sighed softly, picked up Wu Hao's storage bag, and put it away.

"Senior Brother Wu!" A piercing scream suddenly rang out.

Du Fan frowned, looked up, and saw that it was Chu Qian.

At this moment, Chu Qian looked at the ashes blown away by the wind, her eyes filled with fear and disbelief, followed by sorrow and a momentary sense of bewilderment.

After a long while, Chu Qian suddenly looked up, stared at Du Fan, and her eyes flashed with a cold light.

"What, you want to make a move?" Du Fan looked at the woman calmly and spoke indifferently. With his current divine sense, he could already see that she was at the second level of the Qi Refining stage.

He still had three attack talismans and a large number of support talismans, so he naturally wouldn't take this woman seriously. If she knew what was good for her, he wouldn't kill innocent people indiscriminately, but if she intended to kill him, then Du Fan would certainly not sit idly by and wait for his death.

"Since he is already dead, and I have no grudge against Fellow Daoist Du, why don't we pretend this never happened? What do you think?" Chu Qian's beautiful face changed color several times. Before long, her beautiful eyes sparkled, and she smiled sweetly at Du Fan, her breath as fragrant as orchids and her voice soft and gentle.

"In that case, fellow Daoist, please do as you please." Du Fan was taken aback. He never expected this woman to have such an attitude. However, since she had no intention of pestering him, he naturally had no objection.

"Fellow Daoist Du is indeed a wise man. I have some matters to attend to, so I will take my leave now." Chu Qian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, gave another charming smile, and then turned to leave.

"Haha... Brother Du, I saw everything just now. Even I have to say, I admire you. Killing someone of a higher level, impressive skill! But you really don't respect your brother. You didn't even invite me to such a fun thing. Next time you drink, you'll have to punish yourself with a pot of wine!"

A hearty laugh came from above, and the next moment, a figure in a white Taoist robe slowly floated down from a nearby giant tree and landed steadily on the ground.

This person has a graceful figure, a free and easy temperament, and is even more handsome than Wu Hao. This person is none other than Ye Feng, who is unrestrained, elegant and unconventional.

Chu Qian, who had intended to leave, trembled and stopped in her tracks, her beautiful eyes looking at Ye Feng warily.

"Brother Ye, so you were here all along." Du Fan was slightly taken aback when he saw the person who had descended from the sky, and then he couldn't help but laugh.

"Brother Du is mighty, he didn't even give me a chance to make a move. However, this young lady is as beautiful as a flower. I was really worried that you would be ruthless and destroy her." Ye Feng smiled casually, looking at Chu Qian with admiration in his eyes.

Du Fan naturally wouldn't comment on this kind of topic, but he wondered if Ye Feng had really fallen for Chu Qian. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but frown slightly.

"May I ask if you are Ye Feng, Senior Brother Ye?" Chu Qian's heart tightened, a strange light flashed in her eyes, and she forced a smile as she spoke softly.

"It is I, young lady, do you recognize me?" Ye Feng smiled warmly, his voice gentle. His white robes fluttered as he walked straight toward Chu Qian. He stopped a foot away from her and bowed gracefully.

"Senior Brother Ye, what are you saying? Senior Brother is exceptionally talented and brilliant, the number one disciple of Kongsang Sect. Everyone in the Northern Region of Qingzhou knows him, so of course I recognize him." Upon seeing this, Chu Qian was secretly delighted and quickly curtsied in response.

"It is an honor to be so kind as to be praised by you, young lady. May I ask your name, Chu Qian?" Ye Feng smiled modestly, his refined and gentle demeanor giving people a feeling of being bathed in a spring breeze.

"Senior Brother Ye knows my daughter?" Chu Qian was genuinely surprised to hear this. What kind of status did the other party have? Even in a prestigious sect like Kongsang Sect, he was no ordinary person. She herself was just an ordinary disciple of a small sect.

She originally had a Foundation Establishment father, but he perished during a sect mission. From then on, her status in the Purple Mountain Sect plummeted. Some sect elders, remembering their past relationship, took good care of her.

However, she was of average talent and had low cultivation. Her fellow disciples did not care about her past and bullied her in daily life. She was even nearly killed and robbed by her fellow disciples several times, which led to her untimely death. Whenever she thought of these things, she felt bitter.

Fortunately, she was naturally beautiful and had a lovely face, which allowed her to please Wu Hao. She was willing to offer her body in order to gain a foothold in the cruel cultivation sect.

Now that Wu Hao is dead, not only is her future bleak, but she will also incur the wrath of Sect Leader Wu. Thinking of this, she felt even more bitter and knew that there was no way to stay in the Zishan Sect. She had already made plans to leave.

She has over a hundred spirit stones given to her by Wu Hao, as well as cultivation techniques. If she is careful in the future, she can still become a rogue cultivator.

However, these were all previous ideas.

When she saw Ye Feng looking at her with a hint of appreciation in his eyes, she was overjoyed and her mind started racing. At that moment, Ye Feng called out her name, and she felt as if she had found a new path after a long and difficult journey.

"Originally, I did not know Miss Chu, but after seeing her beautiful face that day, I was immediately struck by her extraordinary beauty, and since then I have missed her day and night."

The girl's slender figure and beautiful face lingered in my mind, refusing to fade, until I fell ill with lovesickness. Finally, unable to bear it any longer, I made some inquiries and by chance learned of Miss Chu's name. You won't blame me for my abruptness, will you?

Ye Feng's expression was intoxicated, his words were sincere, and coupled with his handsome face and prominent status, probably few women could resist him.

"Senior Brother Ye, my daughter is nowhere near as good as you say. Please don't tease me." Chu Qian's cheeks were flushed, and her beautiful face was captivating. Although she spoke coquettishly, she didn't seem angry. Her heart was already filled with sweetness, and she also felt a sense of relief.

"Yes, of course, but I'm afraid I haven't said enough." Ye Feng's infatuation deepened. He quietly took two steps forward, moved closer to her, and raised one hand to stroke the wind-blown strands of hair on her forehead.

Chu Qian hesitated for a moment, but did not stop her. Her eyes welled up with tears, and she lowered her head slightly, revealing her neck, which was already slightly red. Against her snow-white skin, it was incredibly alluring and added to her charm. This was her advantage, and it was also something she did intentionally.

At the same time, she was overjoyed. Even if the other party was only lusting after her beauty, it didn't matter. She only hoped to be able to bewitch Ye Feng for the time being. Let him do whatever he wanted, she would give him whatever he wanted. As long as he could stay in the Kongsang Sect and have a place to stay, she would be satisfied.

Given the other party's status, Sect Leader Wu wouldn't cause trouble for Ye Feng because of this matter. From now on, he could cultivate in peace within the Kongsang Sect, and all the past disputes would vanish.

"If Ye Feng truly likes me, that would be even better." Chu Qian couldn't help but think this, and couldn't help but steal a glance at Ye Feng. The smile on her face at this moment was genuine.

"Miss Chu, it is my honor to meet you." Ye Feng spoke softly, his eyes filled with affection as he gazed at Chu Qian. He stroked the messy hair on her forehead, but did not stop there. He then reached out and touched her long, slender neck, which was flushed with red.

Chu Qian's body trembled, but she still did not dodge. Her eyes were even more watery, and her face was flushed. She was overjoyed. At this moment, she was truly relieved. No matter what Ye Feng thought, as long as he coveted her beauty, that was enough.

Du Fan stared wide-eyed at Ye Feng in disbelief. He was a grown man standing right there, and this guy didn't even know it!

Du Fan couldn't bear to watch what happened next and turned his head away.

Just as Du Fan was considering whether to leave, he suddenly heard a sound of bones breaking and a soft groan. Surprised, he turned around abruptly.

Chu Qian's soft body slowly lay down on the ground, her head tilted to one side in an odd way, and her beautiful eyes were filled with tears of emotion.

That face that once made men's hearts flutter still held a girlish shyness, full of expectation and fantasy. But fantasy is just fantasy; she had already passed away...

"She felt no pain, and was happy until the moment of her death." At this moment, Ye Feng's face no longer showed any trace of intoxication. His expression was calm and composed, and his words were peaceful, as if he were speaking to Du Fan, or perhaps talking to himself.

"Brother Ye, what are you doing?" Du Fan's mind was buzzing. He looked at Ye Feng with a look of disbelief.

"Brother Du, I must say, with your naive personality, it's your good fortune to have survived to this day in the cultivation world. Don't you know what it means to kill someone to silence them? Don't you know what it means to eliminate future troubles?"

Seeing Du Fan's slightly crazed expression, Ye Feng remained calm and spoke slowly, his words almost cold.

This kind of Ye Feng was somewhat unfamiliar to Du Fan.

"You... perhaps you're right..." Du Fan stared at Ye Feng for a long time, then suddenly sighed.

He suddenly realized that he had nothing to blame Ye Feng for. There was no right or wrong in this world, only that the strong live and the weak die... Although he hadn't experienced much of it, he could feel it.

Moreover, Ye Feng's actions were entirely for his sake.

Glancing at Chu Qian's corpse, Du Fan sighed again. This woman was naturally beautiful, and even in death she remained charming and alluring, like a withered daffodil. As he moved slowly, he slapped his storage bag, and a red light instantly flew out, which he caught. It was a cremation talisman.