Yang Che’s biggest fear had always been that other Disciples from the Sect would come here and discover his secret.
Evidently, that fear had now become a reality.
The moment he discovered this Qi Refining Stage tenth-level Disciple, Yang Che had already made a series of decisions in his heart.
“Oh, Senior Brother, how is it that someone is living in this Sunset Gorge, a place so remote and with such sparse Spiritual Qi?”
Yang Che feigned an expression of surprise, as if he had stumbled upon the place by chance, and, retracting his flying Magical Artifact, slowly descended into the courtyard.
This Qi Refining Stage tenth-level Disciple had a youthful appearance, a slender build, and was relatively tall.
The moment he saw Yang Che, his expression changed abruptly.
Initially, he thought it was the owner of Wangxi Residence returning, but after hearing Yang Che’s words, he realized it was a Disciple who, like him, had stumbled upon the place by chance.
However, anyone who could Cultivate to the Qi Refining Stage tenth level was surely a person of extraordinary intelligence, so this tall, thin youth naturally couldn't fully believe Yang Che.
Therefore, after carefully sizing up Yang Che and discovering that he was at the Qi Refining Stage eighth level, his suspicion lessened.
After all, a Qi Refining Stage eighth-level Disciple would never live in a place with the worst Spiritual Qi.
Moreover, in the medicinal field in the front courtyard, he found that only common medicinal herbs like ‘Purple Astragalus Vine’ were being grown.
Such medicinal herbs would certainly not be chosen by a Qi Refining Stage eighth-level Disciple.
After all, upon reaching the Qi Refining Stage eighth level, one would surely choose miscellaneous tasks that offered higher Sect contribution points.
Understanding this, the tall, thin youth’s eyes darted, and a plan immediately formed in his mind, so he coldly said to Yang Che, “I am an Elder from the Hundred Crafts Hall, specifically here to inspect medicinal herb cultivation matters. Junior Brother, do not disturb me, leave quickly.”
Yang Che couldn't help but spit in his heart, secretly cursing the man for being truly shameless.
When had the Hundred Crafts Hall ever sent Elder Disciples to inspect medicinal herb cultivation?
However, Yang Che immediately put on a look of extreme apprehension, waving his hands repeatedly and saying, “I wouldn’t dare disturb, I wouldn’t dare disturb. Senior Brother, please continue your work. I am just curious, I’ll just take a quick look and leave immediately.”
The tall, thin youth seemed to want to completely dispel Yang Che’s doubts, so after a cold snort, he went to the medicinal field in the front courtyard and actually bent down, pretending to diligently inspect the ‘Purple Astragalus Vine’.
Yang Che sneered several times in his heart, taking this opportunity to secretly bury dozens of Flying Fire Needles in the backyard.
This youth was, after all, a Master at the Qi Refining Stage tenth level.
Yang Che knew very well that with the Flying Fire Meteor and the mysterious power within his muscles and bones, he would definitely not be at a disadvantage against a Qi Refining Stage ninth-level Cultivator, and had even previously killed a Qi Refining Stage ninth-level Beast Controlling Sect Cultivator.
However, after reaching the Qi Refining Stage tenth level, although still in the Qi Refining Stage, it was actually a complete transformation.
The Qi Refining Stage tenth-level Cultivator’s magic power was profound, far beyond what Yang Che, at the Qi Refining Stage eighth level, could compare to. Furthermore, he did not know what kind of Magical Artifacts or Spells this tall, thin youth possessed.
Therefore, Yang Che had to act cautiously, preparing for a ‘surprise attack’ to win.
“Hey, Junior Brother, why haven’t you left yet?”
Seeing Yang Che still lingering in the backyard, the tall, thin youth was startled, fearing that Yang Che had also discovered the ‘somewhat strange and peculiar’ secret of this backyard, so he immediately grew impatient and shouted loudly.
Yang Che, having set up everything, felt much more at ease, and at this moment suddenly exclaimed in surprise, “Oh, Senior Brother, come quickly and look, something seems wrong here?”
Upon hearing this, the tall, thin youth was greatly alarmed, muttering a low curse, then rushed in, directly slapping his Storage Pouch, and a circular Magical Artifact appeared in his hand.
“Senior Brother, you… what are you doing?”
Yang Che’s face showed ‘fear’, looking as if he was scared to death.
“Hehe, I kindly told you to leave but you wouldn’t listen. Since you want to die, then don’t leave, die.”
The circular Magical Artifact, infused with magic power, instantly enlarged and moved to encircle Yang Che.
Yang Che knew that once he was locked by this circular ring, it would be bad.
So he immediately took out the Low-Grade Magical Artifact Wandering Cloud Sword and fiercely hacked at the rotating circular ring.
The rotating circular Magical Artifact formed layers of strange ripples, directly crushing the Wandering Cloud Sword’s attacks, and then landed on the Wandering Cloud Sword, a grating squeaking sound rang out, and the Wandering Cloud Sword immediately became tattered and unusable.
The tall, thin youth, seeing Yang Che actually take out the Sect-issued Low-Grade broken sword to fight, couldn't help but show a hint of disdain, then prepared to finish the battle quickly.
With a wave of his large hand, he once again infused immense magic power into the circular ring, which grew against the wind, actually enlarging again, becoming as big as half a house.
“Good opportunity.”
Yang Che knew the opportunity had arrived, and immediately flicked his ten fingers.
Dozens of Flying Fire Needles in his hand transformed into dark rays, shooting straight towards the tall, thin youth’s glabella.
The tall, thin youth’s expression suddenly changed.
His magic power had been consumed too much by the circular Magical Artifact, and now, seeing so many Flying Needles shooting towards him, he had no choice but to abandon the idea of directly crushing Yang Che, and instead formed a full-body defense, blocking all these Flying Needles Magical Artifacts.
Just then, on the ground, on the stone wall, from several different directions, streaks of light suddenly appeared.
One by one, Flying Fire Needles abruptly shot out, aiming directly at the tall, thin youth’s knees, back of the head, glabella, neck, and heart.
The tall, thin youth immediately realized he had been tricked, veins throbbing on his face, enraged to the extreme.
A sinister gleam flashed in his eyes, and he quickly took out a Talisman, while an extremely pained expression appeared on his face.
But before he could even chant the incantation, a Flying Fire Needle had already pierced through his defense and into his knee.
In the instant of intense pain, several more Flying Fire Needles pierced into his legs.
The tall, thin youth understood that he had fallen into a trap from the very beginning.
If it weren't for this small backyard, no matter how many Flying Fire Needles came, they wouldn’t pose a threat to him.
But precisely in this small, confined space, the distance was too close, and the speed of these Flying Needles became a fatal advantage.
Yang Che was well aware of his disadvantage in magic power, so as soon as an opportunity appeared, he seized it firmly, not giving the tall, thin youth a single chance.
The Tai Xuan Hidden Light Formation, composed of seventy-two Flying Fire Needles, swiftly transformed into a dark, sharp cone, fiercely piercing through the tall, thin youth’s heart.
“Truly… a clever scheme.”
The tall, thin youth mumbled, then fell to the ground, dead. In his dying moments, there was a hint of regret, that he shouldn’t have tried to peek into the secrets of this small courtyard.
Yang Che’s magic power was almost exhausted again, but thankfully, he finally killed the tall, thin youth.
He collected the Talisman, then searched around, finding the youth’s Storage Pouch.
After hiding the Storage Pouch close to his body, Yang Che cast a fireball to turn the tall, thin youth’s corpse into ashes, then cleaned them up and buried them in a casually dug pit in the forest.
As for the contents of the Storage Pouch, Yang Che, adhering to his usual caution, did not open it rashly.
After all, being in the same Sect, it was truly difficult to determine whether this person had a Master, or whether any of his items had tracking marks on them.
So he quietly put it away, planning to open it in a remote location after some time had passed.
Coming to the nursery, Yang Che secretly rejoiced, fortunately, there was a small Formation formed by three Formation Flags, otherwise the nine-leaf dark yang fruit would have definitely been exposed, and even the Spiritual Soil would very likely have been discovered.
He infused a trace of magic power into the hidden location of the Formation Flags, and the nursery reappeared.
After checking, finding nothing unusual, Yang Che then reset the Formation and went to the bedroom.
He took out the Beast Controlling Sect Cultivator’s Storage Pouch, and also the spirit beast bag, taking out all the items inside.
There were more than twenty Low-Grade Spirit Stones.
A copy of “Controlling Beasts Scripture.”
And dozens of bottles and jars were very conspicuous.
“Oh, what is this?”
Yang Che suddenly saw something like an insect egg attached to a strange piece of cloth, and couldn’t help but ask himself curiously.