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As soon as the Spatial Trade Fair ended, Mo Yu led Cai Lin and the others to rendezvous with Xiao Yan.
"Cousin Mo Yu, it really is you."
In a secluded alley within the space town, Mo Yu removed his black cloak, prompting Xiao Yan to laugh as he greeted him.
"Hehe, this Spatial Trade Fair has gathered most of the continent's rare treasures. Missing it would've been a pity." Mo Yu smiled faintly. He glanced behind Xiao Yan, noticing only a few elders from the Falling Star Pavilion and not seeing Yao Lao. He then asked curiously, "Where's Senior Yao Lao? Didn't he come with you?"
Hearing this, Xiao Yan paused for a moment. However, he had no reason to hide anything from Mo Yu and chuckled, "Master went to track down the person who purchased the fragment of the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame map during the trade fair."
"Oh…" Mo Yu raised his eyebrows slightly and silently thought, as expected.
Yao Lao and Xiao Yan wouldn't allow the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame fragment to slip away before their eyes. After all, for the current Xiao Yan, the allure of the third-ranked Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame on the Heavenly Flame Ranking was irresistible.
As Mo Yu and Xiao Yan conversed, the sound of rushing wind suddenly echoed. Looking up, the newcomer was none other than Yao Lao.
"Senior Yao Lao, it has been a long time. You're as spirited as ever," Mo Yu cupped his hands in greeting as he looked at the elder before him.
Yao Lao was not only Xiao Yan's master but also a respected senior who had helped Mo Yu before. Hence, Mo Yu held great respect for him.
"Hehe, so it's Little Friend Mo Yu. I heard you nearly killed the Third Tianzuns of the Hall of Souls recently. Truly, new generations surpass the old. Compared to you, this old man is truly aged." Yao Lao praised with a sigh, clearly aware of Mo Yu's recent accomplishments.
Thinking back on his lives and near-deaths, Yao Lao had barely reached the Ban Sheng level after Xiao Yan's strenuous efforts to resurrect him. Meanwhile, Mo Yu had already achieved the strength to almost kill a Ban Sheng at such a young age. It was truly astonishing.
Even compared to Yao Lao's proudest disciple, Xiao Yan, Mo Yu was slightly ahead.
"Thank you for the compliment, Senior Yao Lao. You are the number one alchemist on the continent. How could this junior dare compare with you?" Mo Yu smiled humbly before shifting the topic. "I heard you and cousin Xiao Yan plan to deal with the person who purchased the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame fragment. If you don't mind, this junior can lend a hand."
"Oh…" Yao Lao and Xiao Yan's eyes both lit up upon hearing this. Though the Falling Star Pavilion's strength was sufficient to handle the target, with Mo Yu's assistance, their chances of success would greatly increase.
After all, Mo Yu was someone who nearly killed an early-stage Ban Sheng. Moreover, with Qing Zhi and Cai Lin from Yuan Manor assisting him, their strengths were formidable. Especially Qing Zhi, who was an actual Ban Sheng expert.
With such powerful allies, reclaiming the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame fragment was almost guaranteed—unless the opponent could summon a Dou Sheng powerhouse.
But if Dou Shengs were so easily called upon, would they still be Dou Shengs?
"In that case, many thanks to Little Friend Mo Yu." Yao Lao stroked his beard and chuckled.
Standing beside him, Xiao Yan didn't speak but nodded slightly at Mo Yu, his eyes filled with gratitude.
"Hehe, no need to be so polite among family." Mo Yu smiled, shaking his head. Since he was already here, lending a hand wouldn't hurt. Why not?
After a brief exchange of pleasantries, the two factions decided to cooperate temporarily. Under Yao Lao's lead, they swiftly left the spatial region, flying northwest. Eventually, they crossed a desert and halted atop a perilous mountain peak.
"This is their inevitable route. Knowing the temperament of those three old demons, they wouldn't detour even if they were carrying a great treasure," Yao Lao said as he gazed into the distance.
"Master, who exactly is the person that bought the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame fragment?" Xiao Yan asked.
"A lewd and eccentric sect called Cloud Rain Sect. This sect is infamous for absorbing women's Dou Qi. Because their cultivation method is too domineering, the women whose Dou Qi is absorbed usually die of old age within ten days.
In the Cloud Rain Sect, there are no fewer than a thousand female disciples, but all of them are mere cauldrons used by the three old demons to absorb energy."
"What a despicable sect!" Upon hearing this, Cai Lin, Xiao Yixian, and Qing Lin, who were beside Mo Yu, all showed frosty expressions.
"These three old demons were notorious for their evil deeds in Central Plains. The eldest, Tian Hezi, has reached the peak of Nine Turn Dou Zun, with half a foot in the Ban Sheng realm. The second, Di Hezi, is likely at the Eight Turn Dou Zun level, and the third, Ren Hezi, should be around Six Turn Dou Zun. The three working together can rival a Ban Sheng," Yao Lao explained.
"Their strength is indeed formidable, but with the Yuan Manor experts aiding us this time, they will have no chance of escape," a Falling Star Pavilion elder standing beside Yao Lao remarked with a smile.
The alliance between Yuan Manor and Falling Star Pavilion had always been strong. Now, with Mo Yu proactively offering assistance, their camaraderie grew even deeper.
Mo Yu waved his hand nonchalantly. Just as Xiao Yan was about to say something, Yao Lao suddenly raised his head slightly, his gaze fixed on the horizon. "They're here."
Hearing this, Mo Yu and the others immediately tensed, their gazes following Yao Lao's line of sight. In the distance, faint rumbling thunder could be heard. Seconds later, three streaks of black light shot across the sky with terrifying speed, appearing a hundred meters away in a flash.
As the three figures approached the mountain, they abruptly halted, as if sensing something. Cold, ruthless gazes locked onto the group on the peak.
"Yao Chen? It's you!"
The skinny leader of the three initially froze upon seeing Yao Lao, but soon his voice filled with anger and shock.
While the three were exclaiming in surprise, Mo Yu's eyes scrutinized them. The leader was exceptionally thin, his face sinister and fierce. His aura was overwhelmingly strong, only slightly weaker than the Third Tianzuns.
The other two exuded similarly chilling auras, and the faint energy radiating from their bodies was equally terrifying.
"Three Old Demons, it has been a while," Yao Lao said with a smile, his hands clasped behind his back.
"You were the one bidding against me earlier?" The dry, sinister voice of the leader, Tian Hezi, rang out as he stared venomously at Yao Lao.
Seeing Tian Hezi's realization, Yao Lao merely smiled, skipping unnecessary chatter. "Hand over the ancient map."
"Jie jie, who would've thought that the renowned Yao Zun Zhe, Yao Chen, would stoop to such thievery!" Tian Hezi sneered.
Yao Lao chuckled, unfazed. "For most people, I might hesitate. But fortunately, it's you three. I don't consider you human at all."
"Hmph! Yao Chen, don't think that just because you've stepped into the Ban Sheng realm, we're afraid of you. Back then, we forced you to flee severely injured, and today, we can do it again!" Di Hezi's icy voice carried a chilling malice.
"Then let's settle our old score today."
Yao Lao smiled faintly, and with a single step, his figure blurred and appeared before the trio. A surge of boundless Dou Qi erupted from within him, shrouding the sky in darkness. Fierce winds howled, filling the air with an ominous roar.
Seeing the momentum Yao Lao had stirred, the faces of the Three Old Demons twisted slightly.
Despite being only half a step away from reaching the Ban Sheng realm, Tian Hezi knew that the gap between them was vast. Escaping from this situation would undoubtedly require a bitter battle.
With a resounding "Boom!", Yao Lao didn't grant them any reprieve. With a wave of his hand, the dark clouds in the sky churned violently, forming an enormous flame hand stretching thousands of feet. Without hesitation, it came crashing down upon the Three Old Demons.
"Attack together!"
Seeing Yao Lao strike without warning, the trio's eyes gleamed with malice. With a furious roar, their Dou Qi surged forth, transforming into three massive energy pillars several hundred feet tall. The pillars collided fiercely with the giant flame hand.
"Bang!"
The collision erupted with a terrifying shockwave that swept across the land, obliterating towering peaks nearby and reducing them to rubble.
"Hmph!"
As the devastating winds spread out, the Three Old Demons staggered back several steps, a muffled groan escaping their throats. Despite their combined defense, they suffered a minor loss from Yao Lao's overwhelming power.
"This old man... how has he grown so terrifyingly strong?"
The Three Old Demons' expressions shifted drastically as they felt the full weight of Yao Lao's strength. Renowned as a master alchemist, who could have guessed that Yao Chen would wield such monstrous power?
Standing off to the side, Mo Yu raised an eyebrow. The Three Old Demons, notorious for their strength, had managed to hold their ground against Yao Lao, albeit briefly.
"Qing Zhi, assist Yao Lao," Mo Yu ordered without turning his head.
"Understood, Master!"
As Mo Yu's words fell, Qing Zhi shot forward like an icy missile. With his advance, an overwhelming chill blanketed the area, causing the temperature to plummet noticeably.
"Another Ban Sheng?!"
Sensing Qing Zhi's immense aura, the Three Old Demons froze momentarily. When they realized that Qing Zhi was targeting them, their faces turned ashen.
If it were just Yao Lao, they might still stand a chance. But against two Ban Shengs? Their survival seemed bleak.
"Retreat!"
Tian Hezi's heart filled with dread. Casting a wary glance at Yao Lao and Qing Zhi, his fighting spirit crumbled. With a low growl, he turned to flee.
Hearing this, Di Hezi and another companion quickly nodded in agreement. Facing two Ban Shengs, remaining would be a death sentence.
"Do you really think you can escape?"
As the trio attempted to flee, a cold chuckle echoed from above. A massive, flame-clad hand materialized in the sky once more, sweeping down with terrifying speed toward the fleeing Three Old Demons.
Simultaneously, Qing Zhi unleashed his icy Dou Qi, freezing the ground below into a thick sheet of frost before surging toward the trio.
"Curse you! Don't push us too far!"
Cornered, Tian Hezi shrieked venomously. The trio turned, unleashing a barrage of powerful Dou Qi techniques to counter the onslaught of fire and ice.
"You three deserve no mercy."
Yao Lao sneered, increasing his assault. The fiery hand, in tandem with Qing Zhi's frosty energy, shattered their defenses effortlessly and struck the Three Old Demons with immense force.
"Boom!"
The Three Old Demons were sent hurtling through the air like cannonballs, crashing heavily into the ground and carving three enormous craters, each hundreds of feet wide.
"Urgh!"
Lying in the craters, the trio's faces were ashen, their Dou Qi scattering rapidly. Their eyes dimmed as life faded from them. Once feared across the Central Plains, the Three Old Demons had met their end.
"Haha! That was truly satisfying!"
Sensing the trio's demise, Yao Lao couldn't suppress his elation. Long plagued by his grudge against the Three Old Demons, their death was a weight lifted from his heart.
After his laughter subsided, Yao Lao turned to Qing Zhi, clasping his hands in gratitude. "Thank you, Qing Zhi, for your assistance."
"No need to thank me, Yao Lao. I was merely following orders," Qing Zhi replied coolly, leaping back to Mo Yu's side.
Yao Lao watched Qing Zhi with a hint of curiosity. Unfamiliar with the man's background, he could only assume he was an eccentric under Mo Yu's command.
Shaking off his thoughts, Yao Lao approached the craters. With a wave of his hand, he collected the Three Old Demons' storage rings and quickly erased their soul imprints.
"Master, is the ancient map there?" Xiao Yan asked eagerly, stepping up to Yao Lao's side.
Mo Yu and his group also watched with interest.
"Here," Yao Lao chuckled, revealing a weathered fragment of a map in his hand. This was the final piece of the ancient map!
Xiao Yan exhaled deeply in relief, but before he could speak, Yao Lao turned toward Mo Yu, smiling. "Mo Yu, my friend, you shouldn't leave empty-handed. Take this as a token of gratitude."
With a wave of his hand, Yao Lao produced a dazzling thunderstone crackling with electric light.
"This is... the Divine Heaven Thunder Stone?"
Mo Yu's eyes lit up with excitement as he recognized the item, his face brimming with joy.
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