Chapter 44: Immortal Sprout
Ye Fan and Pang Bo wanted to dodge, but it was too late. This green wooden seal was far faster than those divine patterns, arriving in an instant and directly enveloping their heads. However, the two didn’t want to cause a death—that would make things far too serious. Still, they had no intention of letting Han Feiyu off easily. They pressed down with their feet, shaking the radiance on his body until it grew dimmer and dimmer.
Han Feiyu tried to control the Green Wood Seal, but each attempt ended in failure. The seal flew up several times, only to crash heavily back to the ground each time. He was nearly stomped senseless now, unable to concentrate. In the end, Han Feiyu’s strength gave out; his Sea of Suffering could no longer circulate divine radiance. Being trampled by two people with godlike strength, he rolled around, screaming miserably.
“You’ve opened your Sea of Suffering and cultivated a trace of divine power, and you think you’re an expert? Trying to kill us—you’re not qualified!”
“We have no grudges. Why are you targeting us?”
“At such a young age, your mind is far too vicious. You wanted to torture us to death…”
Ye Fan and Pang Bo showed no mercy, fearing Han Feiyu might be feigning weakness. They kept striking hard, quickly making his cheeks swell, tears and snot streaming, blood spurting from his mouth and nose, his head swelling up like a pig’s head.
Although Han Feiyu couldn’t bear the intense pain and kept screaming, his eyes still glared fiercely at the two, filled with venom.
“This kid really is a sinister character. I think it’s absolutely necessary to deal with him.”
“Targeting us like this and holding such a grudge—if we don’t deal with him, it’ll be trouble.”
Hearing their low murmurs, Han Feiyu finally grew afraid and shouted loudly, “Don’t kill me…” As if to make sure everyone around heard, his voice was very loud. Then, lowering his tone, he said, “You two, don’t kill me. My granduncle is an elder of Spirit Ruins Cave Heaven. If you kill me, you won’t survive either…”
Ye Fan and Pang Bo immediately frowned, sensing trouble.
“The enmity is already set. It can’t be undone anyway…”
Hearing this, Han Feiyu was terrified and said, “Don’t kill me. This little grudge means nothing. I’ll never trouble you again…”
Ye Fan and Pang Bo exchanged glances. Killing him publicly right now wasn’t a good idea—otherwise, facing the wrath of an elder, they would surely die.
In the end, Ye Fan grabbed him by the collar, dragged him to the edge of the lotus pond, lifted him by his legs, and prepared to throw him in.
“You…” Han Feiyu’s eyes blazed with fury. If they really dunked him headfirst, he would lose all face and never be able to hold his head up in Spirit Ruins Cave Heaven.
“Swish”
“Swish”
Light flashed, and two divine rainbows flew over from a nearby cliff, landing by the lotus pond. The onlookers immediately stepped back. These were definitely experts—able to ride divine rainbows, their Seas of Suffering surely gushing with divine springs, having already connected to the Wheel of Life and released the source of divine power.
“Senior Brother Li Fei, Senior Sister Wang Jing…” Seeing the two land, Han Feiyu immediately shouted, “Are you on patrol duty today? Arrest these two—they tried to kill me.”
The man and woman were about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. The man was elegant, the woman ethereal. Though not particularly handsome or beautiful, they exuded an aura of the immortal path.
Li Fei glanced at him indifferently and said, “We saw everything that happened. You provoked them first. The fault doesn’t lie with them.”
“You…” Han Feiyu was both shocked and angry, but he dared not turn against these two.
Wang Jing stepped forward a few paces and said to Ye Fan, “Though he was in the wrong first, he’s already suffered enough. Let him go.”
Seeing that the two had no intention of shielding Han Feiyu, Ye Fan didn’t want to offend them. He tossed Han Feiyu onto the bank of the lotus pond.
Han Feiyu stood up, eyes blazing with fury, glaring viciously at Pang Bo and Ye Fan. He also shot a dissatisfied look at Li Fei and Wang Jing, let out a heavy snort, and turned to leave.
Li Fei called out from behind, “Junior Brother Han, I advise you not to do anything rash in the future. Pang Bo has been formally designated as an Immortal Sprout by Elder Wu Qingfeng. If you try anything reckless, even your granduncle might not be able to protect you.”
“What?!” Han Feiyu spun around, his face full of shock. “He… he’s an Immortal Sprout?!”
“That’s right, an Immortal Sprout.”
Ordinary disciples didn’t know what an Immortal Sprout represented, but Han Feiyu, as the grandson of an elder, understood perfectly. Any Cave Heaven or Blessed Land would treasure an Immortal Sprout like a precious gem, for this was the foundation of their future strength.
Normally, spending eight or ten years searching tirelessly could hardly yield a single Immortal Sprout. This showed how rare such a physique suited for cultivation was. Once found, they would be nurtured as the sect’s successor. Currently, Spirit Ruins Cave Heaven had no more than five Immortal Sprouts.
“How is that possible…” Han Feiyu’s face was full of disbelief. “If he’s an Immortal Sprout, why did he come to Spirit Ruins Cliff to learn techniques?”
“That’s because Elder Wu Qingfeng didn’t want him to feel special or superior to others. In fact, Elder Wu Qingfeng personally taught him a few months ago and even passed down the Dao Scripture,” Wang Jing answered his question.
When he heard that Elder Wu Qingfeng had personally passed down the Dao Scripture, Han Feiyu’s face turned ashen. He knew the other was undoubtedly an Immortal Sprout.
Li Fei continued, “Elder Wu Qingfeng has been watching them closely. He happened to see what just happened and felt it necessary to reveal that Pang Bo is an Immortal Sprout. I hope you won’t act rashly in the future.”
Han Feiyu’s expression was extremely grim. He flicked his sleeve and turned to leave.
Pang Bo stood there in a daze. Only when Han Feiyu was about to leave did he snap out of it. With a strange expression, he asked Li Fei and Wang Jing, “So, does that mean I don’t have to worry about him from now on?”
Wang Jing thought he was anxious and afraid, so she comforted him, “Don’t worry. Even if he were the grandson of a sect leader, no one would dare touch you…”
“Then I’m relieved…” With that, he strode forward in pursuit. Far from being afraid or worried, he clearly intended to beat the other up again.
This left Li Fei and Wang Jing dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.
Han Feiyu’s face changed drastically. He felt as if he had swallowed a dead child—utterly miserable. Suppressing his rage, he quickly pushed through the crowd and disappeared.
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