"Quick, those Qing Alliance martial artists won’t be enough for that ancient dragon turtle to snack on. We need to get the Fertility Stele quickly and then make our escape."
Chu Baiye spoke urgently.
Although their strength was at the level of the Divine Sea, facing that ancient dragon turtle at the peak of Riding Wind realm,
they would still only be food to it.
"Don’t worry, one minute’s time will be absolutely enough."
Uncle Mo laughed loudly.
If they could obtain the Fertility Stele, it would be a great achievement for both of them. Upon returning to their respective clans, they would be eligible for countless rewards.
The two of them arrived at the depths of the cave and immediately saw a stele the size of a person at the very end.
This stele was engraved with countless arrays, though many of them had lost their effect due to the lack of spiritual power support.
But the immense spiritual power on the stele still gave them a shock.
"So this is the Fertility Stele, huh? Such terrifying power, truly fitting for the Spiritual Artifact of Emperor of Fertility, a fearsome being who once possessed divine power."
A trace of greed flashed in Chu Baiye’s eyes as he spoke.
But his greed was fleeting.
The Fertility Stele was not something he could take for himself; he had to hand it over to the clan backing him.
"Stop your marveling, if that ancient dragon turtle comes back, we will both be in trouble. Quickly take the Fertility Stele and leave," said Uncle Mo, clearly much calmer.
He calmly approached the Fertility Stele.
Just as he was about to get close to the Fertility Stele, it suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Seeing the Fertility Stele vanish so abruptly left them both dumbfounded and then frantically scanning their surroundings.
The Fertility Stele couldn’t have just disappeared into thin air; there was only one possibility: there was a third person in the cave.
Uncle Mo shouted suddenly.
A surge of spiritual power burst forth from his body, creating a wild whirlwind that swept through the entire cave.
The cave was not wide, and this whirlwind instantly filled it.
"I’ve been discovered."
Chu Fengmian thought to himself.
He had quietly entered the cave and had concealed his presence, making it impossible for Chu Baiye and Uncle Mo to detect him.
But the cave was too small; there were no places for Chu Fengmian to hide.
But if hiding was not an option, then he would have to come out and fight for real.
As he watched the whirlwind approaching, Chu Fengmian’s figure appeared suddenly.
In his left hand, he held the Fertility Stele, while in his right hand, the Xuanqing Sword materialized.
Several rays of sword light flashed before him and the powerful whirlwind was easily cleaved apart.
Seeing Chu Fengmian holding the Fertility Stele, Uncle Mo yelled loudly,
"Boy, hand over the Fertility Stele and I will spare your life!"
"Spare my life? You speak so boldly?"
A cold sneer appeared in Chu Fengmian’s eyes as he spoke,
"Weren’t you two already planning to kill me? Now that I, Chu, am right in front of you, I want to see just how you think you can manage that."
"Chu? Are you Chu Fengmian?"
Upon hearing Chu Fengmian refer to himself in that manner, Chu Baiye’s expression changed drastically.
After giving Chu Fengmian a few more glances, he burst into laughter.
"Boy, I haven’t even come looking for you yet, and you’ve brought yourself right to my doorstep seeking death."
"Well then, today I shall eliminate you first! And then I’ll take the Fertility Stele from your hands!"
Chu Baiye’s body suddenly revealed an innate earth spirit.
On Chu Baiye’s body, a thick layer of Spiritual Power armor also condensed.
The Chu Clan was a body refining family, and every disciple of the Chu Clan practiced the Body Refining Technique.
Chu Baiye was no exception, especially since his realm had reached the Divine Sea Realm, which was sufficient to condense the innate earth spirit and bolster it upon himself.
Such strength, compared to Chu Beige, was countless times stronger.
"To perish at the hands of a Divine Sea Realm Martial Artist, Chu Fengmian, you should feel honored."
Chu Baiye laughed loudly, clenched his fists, and with a step, he charged in front of Chu Fengmian.
Both fists smashed toward Chu Fengmian.
For a Divine Sea Realm Martial Artist to deal with a body refining realm Martial Artist was a sure win, and even more so for Chu Baiye’s punch, which contained all his strength.
The purpose was to obliterate Chu Fengmian in one strike.
He couldn’t believe that any body refining realm Martial Artist could withstand his punch.
Chu Baiye was already picturing Chu Fengmian being blown away by his fist.
The smug smile on his face froze the next moment.
Because his punch was easily blocked by the Sword Edge of Chu Fengmian.
Chu Fengmian’s Sword Edge firmly stopped in front of his fist, and all the strength of his punch was easily dissolved.
"How is this possible! Even if your Spiritual Artifact could block this punch, the rebounding force should be enough to break your arm!"
Watching Chu Fengmian effortlessly catch his punch, Chu Baiye’s face went pale, with an expression of disbelief.
"How could a body refining Martial Artist possibly contend with a Divine Sea Realm Martial Artist, die!"
Chu Baiye let out another roar, punching once more.
This time, however, Chu Fengmian did more than just block.
Chu Fengmian’s sword moved again, and an almost identical scene repeated.
Chu Fengmian’s Sword Edge perfectly blocked Chu Baiye’s punch.
At the same time, Chu Fengmian’s left hand had clenched into a fist and struck at Chu Baiye.
This punch hit Chu Baiye in the chest.
Chu Baiye was sent reeling back dozens of steps.
On his body, the Spiritual Power armor that had formed shattered under Chu Fengmian’s punch.
This armor, even against a Divine Sea Realm Martial Artist, could withstand for some time, but in Chu Fengmian’s hands, it shattered with a single punch.
It was causing Chu Baiye to doubt who exactly was the Divine Sea Realm Martial Artist, wondering why it was Chu Fengmian who was overpowering him.
Just as Chu Baiye was forced back, a gust of wind suddenly appeared behind Chu Fengmian.
This breeze was not ordinary, and it quickly condensed into a dagger behind Chu Fengmian,
then stabbed straight at his back.
This innate wind spirit had silently approached behind Chu Fengmian and turned into a dagger, ready to ambush him.
"Thinking of ambushing? You should learn how to control your own breath first."
Chu Fengmian glanced sideways, suddenly punching to the right.
a figure was suddenly propelled out by Spiritual Power; Uncle Mo had concealed his presence while Chu Fengmian and Chu Baiye were exchanging blows,
planning to ambush Chu Fengmian.
But how could such a technique to conceal one’s presence possibly elude Chu Fengmian’s eyes?
He had already been seen through by Chu Fengmian in an instant.