Yang Che heard the sound and looked over, seeing a very strange young man emerge from the other side of the forest.
This young man had a tall and straight figure, a feminine demeanor, and his face was made up like a woman's.
He held a bamboo fan in his hand and wore an immaculate white robe; if one ignored the makeup on his face, he was truly as handsome as a jade tree and dashing.
Yang Che felt a sense of vigilance and quietly moved further away.
Despite pushing his Heavenly Eye to its limit, Yang Che still couldn't accurately discern the feminine young man's cultivation, but referencing the middle-stage Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator surnamed Zhou, he judged that this feminine young man should be a Foundation Establishment Late Stage Cultivator.
Moreover, listening to what these Wulong Valley Cultivators said, this young man was named Wu Chan and came from the Joyous Union Sect, one of the Magic Dao Four Sects of Shura Country.
Back at Taiyan Temple, Wu Qingxuan had given him a Jade Slip just before her death.
This Jade Slip contained some secret information about the Magic Dao Four Sects of Shura Country.
Of course, the most important news in this Jade Slip was the Magic Dao Four Sects' conspiracy to secretly invade the Cultivation World of Jiang Country, Xiaozhu Country, and a dozen other nearby countries.
And the Jade Slip Yang Che gave to Frost Moon Fairy was one he had specially copied, containing information about the Magic Dao Four Sects' planned invasion.
This Joyous Union Sect is highly skilled in the arts of 'yin-harvesting to supplement yang,' 'yang-harvesting to supplement yin,' and Dual Cultivation for mutual benefit.
The female Cultivators of the Joyous Union Sect are not only beautiful and enchanting, skilled in Dual Cultivation, but their soul-bewitching charm Spells are also incredibly difficult to guard against.
And their male Cultivators are all handsome and dashing, with a romantic air.
If this Wu Chan were to remove his makeup, he would naturally also be handsome and dashing.
Yang Che secretly thought, "Since someone from the Joyous Union Sect has appeared here, it seems very likely that the Magic Dao Four Sects have already sent out Disciples to scout ahead, and perhaps even laid down secret arrangements."
It was a good thing he had already given that Jade Slip to Frost Moon Fairy; he believed the five major Cultivation Sects of Jiang Country would surely prepare in advance.
With Wu Chan's appearance, the middle-aged Confucian scholar surnamed Zhou immediately crushed a sound-transmitting Jade Slip in his hand.
Sound-transmitting Jade Slips are different from ordinary sound-transmitting talismans.
Sound-transmitting Jade Slips usually come in pairs.
With a matched pair of sound-transmitting Jade Slips, two Cultivators each hold one, and over a considerable distance, as long as one party crushes their sound-transmitting Jade Slip, the other party will sense it.
Their range is something sound-transmitting talismans cannot compare to.
"Wu Chan, quickly hand over the antidote! Otherwise, when my Senior Brother Wang arrives, it will be your death day!"
One of the Foundation Establishment Early Phase Disciples, with a dark face, shouted, feigning bravery.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar surnamed Zhou couldn't help but glance back at this Cultivator, secretly cursing him as 'foolish.'
Wu Chan's face showed a mocking expression; he shook his bamboo fan, then turned to Yang Che and said, "A bit interesting. A Qi Refining Cultivator can actually kill a Foundation Establishment Cultivator. Although there's suspicion of a sneak attack and cleverness, your strength, little friend, is already comparable to a Foundation Establishment Early Phase Cultivator."
Saying this, he laughed heartily and continued, "As the saying goes, an enemy of an enemy is a friend. Little friend, are you interested in coming with me to seize the beauty in this Wu Mountain Mine?"
Yang Che's brows furrowed slightly; he vaguely guessed that the 'beauty' Wu Chan spoke of was probably Wen Xingyao.
Yang Che once thought Wen Xingyao was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, but who knew that after meeting Yao Heng and the Purple-haired girl, he would realize there were always others better.
Yang Che originally wanted to refuse, but just as the words were about to leave his mouth, he suddenly changed his mind and said, "Alright. Since Senior has such an elegant interest, this Junior will boldly join in the fun."
"Haha, good. Follow me."
Wu Chan let out a feminine laugh, then conjured a flying Magical Artifact, a white rainbow-like streak of light, which appeared before Yang Che.
Yang Che jumped onto this white rainbow-like streak, and Wu Chan activated it by injecting his magical power. This white rainbow-like streak then shot towards the Wu Mountain Mine like a white rainbow ray.
"Quick, activate the formation!"
The middle-aged Confucian scholar surnamed Zhou shouted loudly, his face showing anxiety.
However, the white rainbow-like streak was too fast; these Foundation Establishment Disciples didn't even react, and Yang Che and Wu Chan had already flown into the mine.
Disciples below Foundation Establishment dared not resist at all, watching helplessly as the white rainbow-like streak flew past, powerless.
Wu Chan formed a strange Spell seal, striking the tail of the white rainbow-like streak with a surge of magical power, causing the white rainbow-like streak to subtly point in a certain direction.
"The beauty is over there."
Wu Chan's face showed an excited and crazy expression.
The white rainbow quickly carried the two to a delicate stone building.
Wu Chan directly waved the bamboo fan in his hand.
A dazzling light flashed, the stone building immediately trembled, and then the tall stone door collapsed with a roar.
The two jumped off the white rainbow-like streak.
Wu Chan was in front, while Yang Che followed silently behind him.
Upon arriving at one of the stone rooms, Wu Chan's eyes were filled with even greater excitement.
However, at this moment, the Foundation Establishment Disciples of the Wu Mountain Mine had already swarmed over, beginning to attack Wu Chan and Yang Che together.
Most of the attack's power was naturally concentrated on Wu Chan.
Yang Che took the opportunity to open the small stone door of this stone room and walked in.
Then he kicked the stone door shut again.
On the stone bed, a weak woman, almost devoid of color, sat cross-legged.
It was Wen Xingyao.
Wen Xingyao recognized Yang Che and was momentarily stunned in surprise.
"Senior Sister Xing Yao, how are you?"
Yang Che quickly took out several 'Qingxin Pills' and handed them to Wen Xingyao, saying, "Quickly take the antidote pill to heal your injuries. I'll help you hold them off for a moment."
Yang Che's actions naturally fell into the eyes of Wu Chan, who had followed closely behind and opened the stone door.
"You..."
Wu Chan's face was extremely ugly: "You two know each other?"
Wu Chan, realizing he had been tricked by Yang Che, immediately became furious: "I never thought I, Wu Chan, would have a day where I misjudged someone."
"Die for me!"
Wu Chan was truly enraged; he moved his palm and fiercely fanned his bamboo fan towards Yang Che.
Yang Che was well aware that he could not possibly block the enraged strike of a Foundation Establishment Late Stage Cultivator.
Yang Che's mind raced, and he decided to take a gamble.
Yang Che speculated that the person notified by the sound-transmitting Jade Slip of the middle-aged Confucian scholar surnamed Zhou was very likely the Senior Brother Wang mentioned by the dark-faced Cultivator, at least a Foundation Establishment Late Stage Cultivator, or even possibly a 'False Core' Cultivator.
And there was a very high possibility that this 'Senior Brother Wang' would bring powerful helpers.
After all, this was a vital spirit mine, and Wulong Valley would never allow any accidents.
As long as he could hold out until this 'Senior Brother Wang' and his helpers arrived, that would be enough.
Yang Che employed 'Wind Severing Shadow' to deftly evade the bamboo fan's attack.
With a loud bang, the attack landed on the stone wall, and the stone wall instantly collapsed.
"Movement Spell?"
Wu Chan saw through it, a hint of surprise in his eyes.
However, he quickly sneered.
In the face of absolute strength, all techniques are futile.
Wu Chan suddenly released the pressure of a Foundation Establishment Late Stage Cultivator, instantly crushing down on Yang Che.
Yang Che immediately felt his whole body as if filled with lead, too heavy to move, and his head throbbed with dizziness and pain, buzzing uncomfortably to the extreme.
Yang Che realized that this pressure was primarily Divine Sense, and the gap between his and Wu Chan's Divine Sense strength was like a chasm.
Just as Yang Che painfully fell to the ground, on the verge of collapse, a gentle force suddenly surged into his mind, instantly alleviating his pain.
He felt a warm small hand resting on his back.
It was Wen Xingyao.
Although the poison Wen Xingyao was afflicted with had not been completely dispelled under the medicinal effects of two consecutive 'Qingxin Pills,' she had recovered more than eighty percent of her cultivation.
"Beauty, you...you...why are you protecting him?"
Wu Chan looked at the scene before him, practically insane with jealousy.
"Good, the more you protect him, the more I will make him suffer a hundred, a thousand times over."
Wu Chan, looking deranged, moved his palm and took out a small bell.
"soul-bewitching bell!"
Wen Xingyao's face changed; she immediately pulled Yang Che, "Quick, go!"
The two prepared to jump out of the hidden stone window, but Wu Chan let out a feminine, strange laugh, releasing a powerful spiritual energy that pressed Yang Che and Wen Xingyao firmly against the window, unable to move an inch.
Yang Che once again clearly realized the power of a Foundation Establishment Late Stage Cultivator.
"Hey, Senior, wake up quickly! If you don't, I'll be heading to Yellow Springs!"
Yang Che could only helplessly call for help from the Purple-haired girl.
"This King thinks you're getting a bit too cocky."
The Purple-haired girl's voice came lazily, her mockery unconcealed, but to Yang Che, it was like the sound of heaven.