The Daoist swung the ruler to strike, wielding the peach wood ruler with such force that it whistled through the air, clearly containing tremendous Inner Strength, a terrifying power. The dog also bolstered the attack from the side, wagging its head and tail, blocking the retreat, howling incessantly.

Huangfu Yi dared not directly face the ruler strikes, nor did he dare to clash head-on with such an Immortal Child who had been cultivating for unknown centuries in this deep mystical forest. After all, while the other seemed merely a mountain guardian child, in terms of Qi Sensation, the gap was not significant. The other should still be within the Foundation Establishment Realm.

However, last time in Lingwu's Demon Sealing Array, encountering someone similar, he almost had his lung pierced in battle, crippled by a single strike. It was clear that Mystic Sect's Foundation Establishment Child was vastly different from those in the mortal world, and he certainly did not wish to endure such suffering again.

Thus, Huangfu Yi immediately, carrying his basket, sprinted frantically, sidestepping to shake off the obstructive dog, dashing toward the cliff. After all, didn't the books say that sometimes jumping down a cliff wouldn't result in death...

"Trying to flee! In haste as the decree commands!"

Seeing through his intentions, the Daoist pinched the formula with a finger, "Swish!" A burst of green fire was flung out, growing against the wind, in an instant igniting down the mountain cliff, surrounding his path.

Huangfu Yi immediately recognized the Dao Fire melting stone into sand, its temperature extremely high. He pondered that even if he relied on his thick skin and corporeal defense to ram through it, the burden on his back might be burned to charcoal, and he came to a screeching halt.

"Daoist child, why be so aggressive? I don't deny the matter! I'll note this causality for now, after I'm done with my personal affairs, I'll come settle the scores with you! A gentleman's word is his bond, hard to chase back!"

The child flapped his Daoist robe like a bird, stopping in mid-air,

"Bah! Who do you think you are! With such little skill, speaking of setting cause and clearing effect! Can you afford three-thousand-year Immortal Pears, five-hundred-year Red Fruits? Really laughable!"

"Woof woof!"

The dog joined in agreement.

Huangfu Yi was speechless,

"The Red Fruit was clearly burned by that dog!"

"Woof woof woof woof woof woof!"

The dog was furious.

The child paid no attention to him, continuing to pinch the formula,

"After all, Eclipse of Crimson Snow bears fruit once every three thousand years, all destroyed by you, a crime deserving death, watch me not capture you back for Alchemy! And these thieves down the mountain can't be left, all must be chased away to fend for themselves!"

Seeing no room for negotiation, Huangfu Yi sighed, tossed Pei Yuhuan aside, and drew the Sky Soaring Treasure Sword from the basket,

"Every man bears his own deeds, I am Huangfu Yi, a mere Ranger, passing through this land, my deeds unrelated to others, deal with me in whatever means you have! Do not involve others!"

"Flying Sword!" "Hooo!"

Under the sword light, the Daoist and dog's faces drastically changed, both leaping to hide on the other side of the peak.

Huangfu Yi,

"...If you do not wish to fight, then extinguish the fire, I'll leave first."

"Humph! Do you think you are great just because you have a Flying Sword! Fine! Today, witness Taiyin's True Inheritor! Observe Nan Hua's means!"

Having his Immortal trees ruined, the Daoist couldn't explain it away, naturally unwilling to let it go. But being someone of knowledge, he feared the power of the Treasure Sword, pinched the formula, and pulled a silk cloth from his sleeve to shield in front of him, hiding behind it with the dog.

The silk cloth was about three feet wide, seemingly painted with the Nine Palaces, Eight Trigram, and Star Map, perhaps a defensive Magic Artifact. After pinching the formula and chanting an incantation, it required no more attention, automatically floating and spinning mid-air, transforming the spiritual breath of heaven and earth into a True Qi Barrier, significantly increasing air density, even causing light to refract, forming a visibly discernible Qi Curtain, augmented by the silk cloth's hide, clearly a defense against his trick of using the Flying Sword to take heads.

"Hey, what are you staring blankly for, just watching them cast spells? Quickly strike!"

Seeing Huangfu Yi still dazed, Pei Yuhuan nearby was anxious.

"Strike, huh..."

Huangfu Yi gazed at the sword in hand, with natural breathing, Yangming Burning Fire Sword's True Qi Circulation, sword energy flowing from Shangyang into the sword spine, forming golden sword fire on the Sky Soaring Sword blade. For a moment, he hesitated,

"Indeed, we ate their fruits, chopped their trees, now we're going to strike down their Daoist child and dog...doing things so absolutely seems rather unkind, right? How about letting them three moves, just for formality?"

The dog, "?"

The child snorted, laughed furiously,

"Oh please, stop boasting! Killing the dog is one thing, but wanting to strike me? And let me three moves? Aren't you afraid of swallowing your tongue in this wind! If you have the guts, come kill! Come, come, kill for me to see!"

The dog glanced sideways at him.

Pei Yuhuan also was anxious,

"At this point, still letting them off! Heavenly Materials Treasures should belong to those capable! You also said, if Immortal Fate exists, it exists, if not, it doesn't! We ate them means we have it! He didn't mean he doesn't! Let's not let them off! Fight!"

Huangfu Yi thought so too, traveling the Jianghu, conquering hardships to prove his path, it all ultimately requires struggle, strength, and effort, there aren't as many rights and wrongs.

Immediately without further words, he clasped his hands, raised his sword,

"Alright, then let's fight! Please enlighten me!"

"Cling!"

In the next instant, the sword light suddenly flashed, blazing flames erupted! A sword thrust directly toward that silk cloth!

The Magic Artifact proved somewhat effective, Huangfu Yi distinctly felt the sword tip inserted as if into glue, suddenly heavy and sluggish by three degrees, the sword path diverted and distorted, as if unseen arms forcefully pressing, deflecting his sword aside. Meanwhile, the Daoist seized the time, hiding behind the curtain, intoning with reverberating chants,

"On an inhale, a hundred pulses open, on an exhale, turbid Qi expels, when present subtly, True Breath arises! Not bound by emptiness and existence, heart unburdened, thoughts pass like clouds, clear moon reflecting in the pond!"

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