"Alright, Zhou Fu of the Yan Huo Sect, I, Fen Yue, have noted you..." Fen Yue's voice trailed off as she suddenly realized something.
Wait.
Isn't Zhou Fu Yu Ye's disciple?
Didn't he not participate in this operation? How did another Zhou Fu appear?
And he claimed to be from the Yan Huo Sect.
Listening to the voice from the walkie-talkie, Yu Daohen was also bewildered.
When did he get a third disciple?
He immediately chuckled, "Young man, I don't recall having a third disciple."
The unfamiliar voice spoke again, "Yu Ye, I'm a fan of yours. I've heard all about your glorious deeds. Fen Yue can really dismember legs. You have to protect me."
As soon as he said this, a burst of laughter erupted from the walkie-talkie.
Yu Daohen also smiled helplessly.
This kid really is the weaker he gets, the more he likes to play. He wondered which sect this disciple belonged to.
Fen Yue couldn't help but curse, "Kid, if you're a man, state your sect and name. Don't be a wuss."
The unfamiliar voice fell silent, perhaps truly intimidated by Fen Yue.
Yu Daohen coughed dryly, breaking the tension, "Alright, now is the time to face a common enemy. Everyone, be careful and make sure you come back alive!"
There was no further sound from the walkie-talkie.
In fact, they already knew how dangerous this mission was. Being able to return alive was fortunate enough.
The earlier banter was just to relieve their tense nerves.
Now, it was time to face death.
For humanity, for the common people, what was there to fear in death?
As they ventured deeper into the forest, the battle began.
The walkie-talkie was filled with sounds of painful screams and wails.
Yet, despite this, no one retreated.
In the forest ahead, Yu Daohen took a closer look and spotted three hidden figures.
Yu Daohen pretended not to notice, but his hand already reached for the Kang Long Rod at his waist.
*Swish!*
As Yu Daohen reached his attack position, one of the figures leaped swiftly from the trees, swinging a saber to strike.
Yu Daohen tilted his body slightly, dodging the saber aimed at his head. He then condensed his Di Kun Hand and locked his palm around the figure's throat, exerting force.
*Crack—*
With a sound of bone shattering, the figure immediately lost its life.
At the same time, two figures attacked from both sides, their sabers flashing.
Seeing this, Yu Daohen directly struck out with his Di Kun Hand.
His palm strike severed the incoming sabers, and as he retracted his hand, he struck out again.
The other saber was also instantly cut in half by his palm strike.
"What!"
The expressions of the two men changed drastically, filled with shock.
But before they could react, the palm strike had already landed.
*Slash—*
The heads of both men fell simultaneously, blood gushing out, and they collapsed with a thud.
From beginning to end, Yu Daohen had only one hand on the Kang Long Rod, dispatching both with just one hand.
"Still can't break this habit?"
Yu Daohen shook his head helplessly, sighing.
Every time he encountered an enemy, he would subconsciously reach for the Kang Long Rod at his waist.
Even now, as a Black List expert, he couldn't change it immediately.
Just then, a scream echoed.
"Ahhh—"
Yu Daohen frowned, and quickly ran towards the direction of the sound.
When he reached the source of the scream, Yu Daohen intended to rush forward to save someone, but the scene before him made him freeze.
He saw a young man, wielding a large saber, bald despite his young age, chasing and hacking at the apostles of the Divine Religion.
Looking at his feet, several Divine Religion apostles lay on the ground, dismembered, with blood splattered everywhere, a horrifying sight.
Yu Daohen was somewhat surprised, "Which young man is this? Brave, fierce, and ruthless."
The young man pursued a Divine Religion apostle and swung his saber.
*Slash—*
The saber plunged into the apostle's back, the blade deeply embedded in the flesh, killing him instantly.
The young man intended to continue the pursuit, but his injuries forced him to stop, and he cursed, "Damn it, I didn't expect these beasts to be so good at escaping."
Just as he was feeling frustrated, a fiery sword qi suddenly swept through.
The fiery sword qi sliced through the obstructing trees, directly cutting four fleeing Divine Religion apostles in half. It then continued for more than ten meters before slowly dissipating.
The young man looked astonished, murmuring to himself, "So powerful!"
"Young man, which sect's disciple are you?"
Yu Daohen looked at the young man's injuries, feeling impressed.
The numerous saber wounds, if not over ten, were at least seven or eight.
And each wound was still bleeding, but more of it was the enemy's blood.
The young man turned his head, looking at Yu Daohen, and his face filled with shock, "You're Yu Ye!?"
Yu Daohen smiled faintly and nodded, "That's right, I am Yu Daohen."
The young man's face was full of admiration, "Yu Ye, you are my idol."
Yu Daohen looked at his smile, as if he were unharmed, and chuckled awkwardly. Just as he was about to inquire about his injuries, the young man spoke first, "Yu Ye, I've admired you since I was young. I know all your deeds."
"Is that so?"
Yu Daohen chuckled awkwardly, "Your injuries..."
Before he could finish, the young man finally reacted, "Sorry, sorry, I got too excited seeing my idol and forgot to introduce myself."
Yu Daohen looked somewhat bewildered.
Hey, are you really not going to bandage your bleeding wounds?
The young man began to introduce himself, "My name is Ma Hongfei. I'm a rogue cultivator, without any sect. Of course, I hope, no, I very much hope to join your sect."
Yu Daohen nodded and reminded him, "Little brother Ma, perhaps you should bandage your wounds first."
Ma Hongfei paid no mind and patted his chest heavily, smiling broadly, "These minor injuries are nothing."
It was better not to pat it, but as he did, the blood flowed even faster.
Yu Daohen was truly afraid the kid would bleed out, so he quickly said, "Brother, I know you're very excited to see your idol, but please bandage your wounds first."
Ma Hongfei looked unconcerned, but still nodded, "Don't say it, I actually feel a tiny bit dizzy."
Yu Daohen was stunned.
Good heavens, are there really such prodigies in the world!
Ma Hongfei looked around, not finding any bandages, "There's nothing to bandage here either."
Yu Daohen was completely impressed by Ma Hongfei.
A talent, truly a talent!
Who goes to war without bandages and medicine?
Yu Daohen took out bandages and hemostatic medicine and began to bandage Ma Hongfei.
Ma Hongfei looked astonished and refused, "Idol, you can't do this. Using it on me, what about you?"
Yu Daohen was completely conquered by Ma Hongfei, and said with a smile, "Whether I need it or not is another matter, but if you don't bandage your wounds soon, you won't even have the chance to talk to me."