Yu Daofen was a little curious, wondering what secret Xue Yao could tell him, "Please speak, Master Xue."
Xue Yao continued, "Young Master Yu and that perverted boy in the suit should be friends, right?"
The perverted boy in the suit?
Yu Daofen was bewildered but quickly realized who Xue Yao was referring to.
In this martial world, the only one who always wore a suit, whether on missions or doing anything else, was Qiangzi.
He was known as a unique character in the spiritual world.
Yu Daofen nodded, and Xue Yao continued, "As far as I know, the Divine Religion gave Luo Jiangwen some benefits, which led him to join the Divine Religion as well."
Upon hearing this, Yu Daofen's expression changed. If Luo Jiangwen had also joined the Divine Religion, Qiangzi would be in trouble, and he had to meet up with Qiangzi first.
"Thank you for the reminder, Master Xue!" Yu Daofen clasped his fists in gratitude.
Xue Yao waved his hand, a smile on his face, "In this martial world, having one more friend is better than having one more enemy, especially a friend like Young Master Yu."
Both of them were old foxes who had been navigating the martial world for a long time, so Yu Daofen naturally understood what Xue Yao meant. He immediately said, "I, Yu Daofen, owe you a favor, Master Xue. If I have the chance, I will definitely repay it."
Xue Yao nodded, a smug smile on his face. This was the favor he wanted.
"I'll be leaving now. After all, I took their things, so I have to do their job well."
Xue Yao turned and left, calculating that this venture was not a loss.
Anyway, he had promised the Divine Religion to kill the disciples of other sects who fled into the forest. It was normal to have one or two escape.
This way, he received benefits from the Divine Religion and also did Yu Daofen a favor. It was a sure win.
Watching Xue Yao's retreating back, Yu Daofen cursed inwardly.
As expected, he was an old hand in the martial world, always looking to make a fortune whenever there was an opportunity.
However, knowing about Luo Jiangwen was a small reward.
Yu Daofen turned and walked in the direction Zhou Fu had left.
Meanwhile, Xue Yao stopped after walking a few steps. The saber in his hand suddenly shattered.
Xue Yao looked at the shattered saber on the ground and sighed with emotion, "This Kanglong Jian is truly overbearing. One strike could shatter my saber, which I've used for over ten years."
Xue Yao then looked towards the nearby forest, "You two don't need to hide anymore. Come out."
As soon as Xue Yao spoke, two figures emerged from the nearby forest.
Xue Yao looked at the two figures, one bald and one young man, who were Wang Ming and Liang Jing.
The two had escaped from the arena and fled into this forest, where they met by chance. They had planned to ambush and kill some apostles of the Divine Religion, but they did not expect to encounter Xue Yao.
"Brother Wang, we've ambushed a formidable opponent," Liang Jing said to Wang Ming beside him.
Wang Ming's face showed his characteristic sinister smile, "Amitabha, blessings upon blessings."
Seeing that they were not afraid of him but were even smiling and laughing, Xue Yao's killing intent surged, and his voice turned sinister, "Don't you know who I am?"
Wang Ming's face showed a sinister smile, "Of course, we know. Xue Yao, the great villain who likes to dismember people. We were just about to kill you!"
Xue Yao chuckled at Wang Ming's strange and sinister demeanor, "I heard that Buddhists cherish compassion. You're about to kill me, are you truly a monk?"
Wang Ming smiled faintly and retorted, "Amitabha, monks naturally cherish compassion. I'm not killing you, but sending you to the Western Paradise to seek the Buddha's forgiveness."
As soon as Wang Ming finished speaking, he condensed the Great Vajra Palm and struck towards Xue Yao.
Liang Jing beside him was caught off guard. They had planned to ambush some apostles of the Divine Religion, not the renowned Xue Yao.
Liang Jing knew Xue Yao's strength well. It was possible that both of them might perish here today.
However, since Wang Ming had already made his move, it was impossible for him to escape now.
Liang Jing clenched his peach wood sword and slashed at Xue Yao.
Seeing that the two dared to attack first, Xue Yao laughed heartily, "Youngsters are indeed formidable. Today, I will dismember your limbs."
Meanwhile, Yu Daofen caught up with Zhou Fu, and after calling Zhang Xiaoqiang to confirm his location, he hurried towards it with Zhou Fu.
Along the way, they occasionally saw the corpses of disciples from other sects and apostles of the Divine Religion lying on the ground.
Yu Daofen frowned as he looked at the surroundings. He had underestimated the strength of the Divine Religion.
It seemed that the Divine Religion had been planning this for a long time for the Fengtian Assembly.
As the two were on their way, a sarira suddenly shot out from a direction in the forest, heading straight for Zhou Fu's head.
Yu Daofen reacted quickly, condensing the Earth Kun Hand with one hand and flicking away the sarira that was flying towards Zhou Fu's head.
Zhou Fu reacted and looked at Yu Daofen, whose face had turned grim, "Master."
Yu Daofen did not speak but looked grimly in the direction from which the sarira had been shot.
If he hadn't condensed the Earth Kun Hand just now, his hand would have likely been ruined the moment he caught the sarira.
Suddenly, another sarira shot out. Yu Daofen once again raised his hand, condensed with the Earth Kun Hand, and batted it away.
Zhou Fu on the side was at a loss. The speed of the sarira was too fast for him to see clearly.
"Little Lucky Star, quickly get behind me."
Just as Yu Daofen finished speaking, three more sariras flew out.
Yu Daofen raised his hand and batted them away, but he was clearly struggling compared to before.
"I say, One-armed Tong, your Life-Taking Sarira isn't that powerful."
"Hmph, I want to see who this guy is, to be able to block my five sariras."
Saying that, four figures walked out from the forest.