Easy Way of Cultivation: Power Harvesting-Chapter 187 - 105: Trouble Comes Knocking, Golden Bell Confronts Divine Soldier

Chapter 187: Chapter 105: Trouble Comes Knocking, Golden Bell Confronts Divine Soldier

Zhang Xianlong noticed the person blocking the road, and naturally, so did Wei Fan.

Someone with ill intent was coming straight for the three of them; otherwise, they wouldn’t be standing directly in the middle of the road.

The person wore a mask and held a large golden spear in hand.

The carriage stopped!

Wei Fan and Zhang Xianlong leapt down, with Long Xueyi following closely behind, jumping off the carriage as well.

A fierce wind began to swirl, stirring up a sky full of dust. An aura belonging to the Half-Step Divine Realm pressed down on the three of them.

The three exchanged glances, all wearing grave expressions.

The fact that the Demon Suppression Bureau was transporting supplies to Cyan Cloud City was not a secret. Such a huge convoy was clearly delivering goods. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

If the opponent came for the supplies, that’d be one thing, but it was clear they weren’t interested in the cargo. They were targeting the three secret escorts, which wasn’t surprising since the supplies being delivered to Cyan Cloud City were crucial.

Most crucially, whether it was Wei Fan or Long Xueyi, both had achievements in killing Half-Step Divine Realm opponents. Long Xueyi had even demonstrated her Sword Momentum at the Nanshan Grand Assembly in front of dozens of Jianghu People.

Without confidence, how could they dare to confront them?

The masked person’s indifferent voice rang out, "Wei Fan stays, the two of you can leave!"

They were after him!

Wei Fan scrutinized the opponent, finding that the panel showed no reaction.

This meant the masked person was neither a Demon Fiend nor a Demon Dao expert, nor had they committed any particularly evil acts, otherwise, the panel would have reacted.

"Hiding your head and showing your tail, what kind of thing are you? You think we’ll leave just because you say so?"

Zhang Xianlong’s giant sabre had already jumped into his hand, his eyes cold and fierce.

Long Xueyi said nothing, but her sword was already unsheathed.

The masked person’s aura rose more terrifyingly, stirring the Power of Heaven and Earth into continuous fluctuation, "I don’t want to kill unnecessarily. You’d do well to be sensible."

As he spoke, the golden spear in his hand emitted a blinding golden light. He lifted the spear, lightly sweeping it toward a nearby hill. A terrifying wave descended and silently turned a dozen meters of the hill to dust, cascading down like flowing water.

Zhang Xianlong’s pupils contracted violently, "A Divine Soldier!"

So the opponent had brought a Divine Soldier, hence their confidence in speaking such words.

A Half-Step Divine Realm could be easily slain by both Long Xueyi and Wei Fan, but facing an opponent wielding a Divine Soldier without matching weapons, the only path was death.

Whether Long Xueyi had one, he did not know. Even though he had a master from the Divine Realm Martial Sect, he himself did not possess a Divine Soldier.

A Divine Soldier, although just a weapon of a Divine Realm Martial Sect, couldn’t be a Divine Soldier with just a few days of refinement. It needed years of quenching to qualify as a Divine Soldier.

Not merely lacking a Divine Soldier, his master hadn’t even given him methods to save his life.

Long Xueyi’s face was heavy, "Did you come specifically to kill Wei Fan?"

She initially thought the masked person was after something on her.

In this transport to Cyan Cloud City, there were two shipments, one in the open and one in secret. The open one was transported by Deng Boyong’s group, whereas the secret one was in a spatial treasure she carried.

And it was the most valuable lot, full of Elixirs to boost power and heal injuries.

The opponent did not mention this shipment, clearly indicating they were here solely for Wei Fan.

Solely for Wei Fan, they couldn’t be from the Demon Dao.

If they were from the Demon Dao faction, they wouldn’t tell him and Zhang Xianlong to leave; they would kill him and Zhang Xianlong too.

The masked person shook his head, "Not here to kill him, if he’s willing to hand over what I want, I won’t kill him. If not, I’ll have to kill him.

I know you are Long Xueyi. You have something your grandfather gave you for protection.

That thing can save your life, but it’s no match for me. I also don’t want to kill you, so it’s best you leave quickly."

Long Xueyi’s expression changed drastically.

"You two step back!"

Wei Fan realized he was facing a genuine crisis.

What could he have that others would want, apart from the Golden Bell he suspected might be a Divine Soldier? That and the panel.

The Golden Bell likely wasn’t what the opponent wanted, as the opponent already had a Divine Soldier. Killing a Demon Hunter for the Golden Bell wasn’t worthwhile.

So, it had to be the panel.

Of course, only he knew it was the panel. In the eyes of the curious, they believed he possessed some divine object that accelerated cultivation, carrying a grand secret.

His rapid rise to fame was bound to draw attention sooner or later.

But he couldn’t hold back on using the panel’s functionality. He couldn’t refrain from slaying demons and removing evils, nor could he refrain from enhancing his power and cultivation.

In fact, Long Xueyi and the others probably suspected as much.

They simply didn’t pry, but the masked person did.

This guy clearly had done nothing bad, yet for the secrets Wei Fan guarded, he honed in on him.

Not to say the masked person was good; under the Demon Suppression Bureau’s deterrence, many were forced to act good. With enough enticing profits, a good person can easily turn bad.

"If you die, I swear I’ll avenge you!"

Zhang Xianlong retreated without hesitation; preserving life was the first rule of the Demon Hunters.

He could even abandon his junior brother, Situ Ying, without hesitation, so there was no need to mention Wei Fan, whose friendship wasn’t as deep as with Situ Ying. And this wasn’t about camaraderie.

He knew staying would serve no purpose; if Wei Fan perished, he would just be an additional lost soul. Demon Hunters would never do something so foolish.

By keeping himself alive, he could avenge eventually.

Wei Fan felt a bit speechless, "Killing me won’t be so easy!"

His Golden Bell had been deployed in front of few people.

Ever since arriving in Laisu City, it was used only among trusted individuals, so this masked person was unlikely aware of the Golden Bell’s existence.