While the old man was dispatching personnel, the middle-aged man also sent out his direct subordinate, an Epic Celestial Being, his eldest disciple, Han Anjun.
After Han Anjun departed stealthily, he still remembered his master's instructions: "You only need to track the enemy's movements and gain merit for surveillance before everyone gathers. Do not act rashly." This caused him to move with extreme caution all the way.
He arrived near Mount Shouyang. His eyes narrowed, and his heart sank. He saw Lin Feng's figure from afar. The description of this person's appearance and his demeanor clearly indicated he was the anomaly they were searching for. He dared not act impulsively, but slowly stopped in his tracks.
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Lin Feng hadn't expected that despite his precautions, he would still encounter an enemy. The moment he saw the other party, he had already used his Eye of Insight. The result made him tremble. An Epic Celestial Being with 4500 immortal power and 100 million combat power! If it were half an hour ago, he would have immediately gone to capture him. But now, his strength was less than half of its peak. Victory was uncertain.
He eyed the other party warily, slowly moving towards the foot of Mount Shouyang, on the path leading to the Wuzhuang Temple. One step, two steps. As he moved, he guarded against a sudden attack from the other party, also preparing himself. If there was no other way, he would reveal all his trump cards and fight. Although their immortal power was not vastly different, he still had some advantage, which was just not obvious at the moment.
But he hadn't expected that the other party would only observe from afar and not advance. This made Lin Feng even more cautious. It seemed the other party was using him as bait. There must be an ambush nearby. He had previously killed six of their Celestial Beings. No matter how bold they were, they wouldn't send only one Epic Celestial Being. There must be a backup. He would not fall for their trap!
Thus, he moved step by step. The other party neither advanced nor retreated. The two stared at each other from a distance, both seemingly tense. Lin Feng kept his gaze fixed on the opponent, afraid of a surprise attack. Step by step. What would normally take only a few seconds to ascend less than a hundred steps took Lin Feng a full minute.
When he finally reached the entrance of the Wuzhuang Temple, seeing Mingyue and Qingfeng, he felt utterly exhausted. The two young disciples, seeing Lin Feng in such a depleted state, were greatly surprised. Out of politeness, they came to support him. "Sir, what is wrong?" Lin Feng panted. "I'm fine, just help me to the Ginseng Fruit Tree." After they helped him over, Lin Feng finally showed a look of relief. Close call! He had finally reached the mountain safely. If he had acted impulsively, he would have been finished! He sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and felt incredibly at ease.
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At the foot of the mountain.
"Hoo!" Han Anjun also let out a heavy sigh. He was too unlucky! He had barely arrived when he encountered this scourge. He had almost despaired, thinking he couldn't escape. Unexpectedly, for some reason, the other party didn't attack him. He had a vague guess. It seemed the other party was too far away to discern his strength. They probably thought they were facing a Mythical Celestial Being or even a true immortal. They were wary, which allowed him to miraculously save his life. He felt fortunate.
Even so, he didn't venture too close to the mountain foot. He sat cross-legged about 200 meters away. When his master and the sect leader sent reinforcements, experts would naturally take over. All he needed to do was truthfully report the whereabouts of the anomaly he had seen, and that would be a good merit. Thinking this, he felt a little pleased. Smart as he was, caution was the best policy!
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Lin Feng rested for a moment, feeling his mood finally calm down. It seemed his strength was still a bit lacking. He could encounter danger so easily when out in the world. He needed to quickly improve his strength. He thought for a moment and sent a message to Tan Fen. "Have you collected any Boss Challenge Tickets?" As soon as the message was sent, he received a reply. "Boss, I only got one, is that enough?" Lin Feng was a little surprised. He had only asked casually and was prepared to ask others. He hadn't expected the other party to actually have one.
[Yang Jian Qingming]: What do you want to trade for?
[Wang Zhe Fen Shao]: Can I make a request? Boss, you are too generous. With just one, how could I dare make a request? Just give me whatever you think is suitable.
This stumped Lin Feng. Give him whatever he thought was suitable? If he gave him some trash, wouldn't it make him seem like a bad person? He rummaged through his warehouse and found a Minor Path level cultivation technique. This item was a bit embarrassing to give to a teammate. Exchanging it for a Boss Challenge Ticket should be acceptable, right?
[Yang Jian Qingming]: [Arrogant Body Dharma Cultivation Technique], would this be acceptable?
[Wang Zhe Fen Shao]: It's great, Boss, you are too generous. The value of this cultivation technique is far greater than a Boss Challenge Ticket. I'll have people quickly collect more, and I'll get two more for you, Boss!
This made Lin Feng a bit embarrassed. This Wang Zhe Fen Shao was quite perceptive.