Chapter 1271: Chapter 1270: Completely Ignored?
"Damn it! It must be them again, did they let them escape? Chase!"
After Ye Feng and his companions left, a group of people immediately arrived at the scene. The elder leading them instantly guessed that it was Ye Feng and his group.
Without delay, the elder led his people to pursue Ye Feng and his companions.
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After they left, another group of people arrived, and seeing the situation, they also hurried after Ye Feng’s group, moving even faster.
And this was just the beginning. As time passed, more and more people came, all pursuing Ye Feng’s group.
All these people were after the Celestial Spirit Stone that Ye Feng possessed.
Moreover, they were keenly aware that there were strong competitors also eyeing the Celestial Spirit Stone—not just them.
So, to prevent the Celestial Spirit Stone from falling into someone else’s hands, they pushed themselves hard to intercept Ye Feng quickly and seize the Celestial Spirit Stone from him.
But no matter how they accelerated, they just couldn’t catch up to Ye Feng and his group.
Were it not for the leadership of the ancestor, they might have even lost track.
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However, what they didn’t expect was that Ye Feng and his companions deliberately slowed down their pace to prevent these people from losing track.
This is the power of high technology; with these Rocket Boots, not only is it much easier, but the speed is exceedingly fast—not something ordinary cultivators can match.
"Their speed is truly slow; at this rate, even a dog wouldn’t catch up to eat dung." Meanwhile, sensing the pursuers behind him, Ye Feng humorously mocked.
"How much longer?" At the same time, Ye Feng turned to look at Lodovia and asked.
"We’re almost there ahead; from now on, people have already decreased significantly." Lodovia answered truthfully.
"Good! Let’s head over there! It’s spacious enough over there." Ye Feng nodded, and after flying a distance, gestured toward the vast grassland ahead.
Upon Ye Feng’s signal, the three landed on the ground, waiting for the pursuers.
Swoosh!
After some time, a piercing sound signaled the arrival of the first group of pursuers before Ye Feng and his companions.
The leader was an elder who looked extremely old.
Though this old man seemed very old, he walked with great vigor—clearly a reclusive master.
He also wore a black robe, seemingly believing it would make him look impressive.
"Run then! Why the hell aren’t you running anymore?"
"Weren’t you so capable? Why don’t you try running one more time for me?"
"A bunch of fools, you can’t escape now, right?"
After stopping, unable to wait for the elder in the black robe to speak, those behind him disdainfully spoke up.
They thought that Ye Feng and his group were not running because they couldn’t escape—a truly foolish group.
"Run? Why should we run?" Ye Feng smiled calmly and retorted.
Hearing Ye Feng’s words, the elder in the black robe frowned, sensing that something seemed amiss.
Indeed, Ye Feng and his companions could have escaped, yet they chose to stop and wait for them here.
’Could there be an ambush here?’ Thinking this possibility, the elder in the black robe broke into a cold sweat.
"Wait, this is just open grassland; how could there be an ambush?" However, turning the thought over, it seemed impossible.
Indeed, on such a vast grassland, how could there be an ambush?
Once clear about this point, he felt reassured, looking at Ye Feng as if he were a dead man: "Kid, even if an Immortal came today, they couldn’t save you; I mean it."
"That’s right, I advise you to hand over the Celestial Spirit Stone obediently, and we’ll give you a quick end. Otherwise, we’ll make you die in a very miserable way." Hearing the ancestor’s words, a guy beside him threatened.
"Aren’t these words said too early? The Celestial Spirit Stone goes to you—what about us?" But before he could finish, laughter pierced the air.
Meanwhile, an elder in flowing white robes hurried over with a group.
The elder in white glanced at the elder in black with disdain, seemingly regarding him with contempt.
"Oh? Isn’t this the defeated one? You came to join the fun? Do you even have the strength?" The elder in black, seeing the elder in white, mocked him even more directly.
Evidently, these two had a grudge, and from their words, the elder in black had defeated the elder in white before.
"What matters is the present, not the past of years ago. Haven’t you heard ’After three days of separation, one must look at another with fresh eyes’? Today, I’m surely going to bash your head in." The elder in white snorted coldly, confidently retorting.
"Today’s really bustling! All the old friends are here?" At that moment, an elder wielding a Treasure Sword arrived with a group.
And this was only the beginning.
As the sword-wielding elder arrived, more people came, turning the once lonely grassland into a lively hub.
"How could such an event miss out an old man like me? I’m here too."
"I knew today was destined for a bloody battle; didn’t expect you all were here—alive?"
"Seeing you all reassures me; surely the time ahead won’t be lonely."
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Amidst pretentious voices, multiple elders arrived with people, surrounding Ye Feng completely.
Ye Feng roughly glanced and noted seven elders present.
Besides the previous elders in black and white and the sword-wielding elder.
Four remained.
Among them, one wore a Taoist robe, another carried a long stick, one was a one-eyed man, and another appeared somewhat limp.
However, underestimating them for these reasons could spell your doom.
These people had mighty power, likely ancient beings predating Immortal Gu Dao—older than even the legend of Gu Dao Immortal.
If ordinary people saw them, they would certainly be terrified.
But Ye Feng was not ordinary, facing these people, Ye Feng showed no fear, instead appearing very composed.
"Since everyone’s here, why don’t we discuss how to divide what’s on him?" At this moment, the elder in black spoke.
He knew with so many present, wanting to take all was clearly impossible.
However, Ye Feng’s possessions were limited; satisfying everyone would evidently be impossible.
"How about we divide according to strength? After we take him down, we’ll claim our portions based on our strength ranking?" Hearing these words, the limping elder suggested.
"That’s a good proposal, I support it."
"Exactly, dividing by strength seems fair, and going by strength, I haven’t feared anyone."
"As if I’d be afraid? If this doesn’t last three days and nights, damn it, I’m not doing it. Are you ready?"
With the proposal from the limping elder, the others agreed without hesitation.
To them, dividing by strength was most suitable, least controversial.
Otherwise, before capturing Ye Feng, a battle among themselves could let Ye Feng escape, resulting in loss.
Hearing their words, Ye Feng found himself speechless—it seemed they hadn’t taken him seriously at all?
