Because of Black Hawk's surprise attack.
Ye Fan abandoned the idea of letting Lu Feng openly cultivate and see what happened. Even an accidental disturbance had already brought such trouble; if he truly tried it out in the open, who knew what even more terrifying dangers might draw near.
Seeing this, Lu Feng began handing out huge leaves for everyone to wrap around themselves like cloaks, preventing any more blind beasts from approaching.
Seeing Tang Yuan still standing there foolishly, Ye Fan gave him a light shove and teased, "What? Did Old Lu's strike scare you stupid? Stop standing around and hurry up—take out that Soul Control Clan Black Boat. We still have a long way back."
Tang Yuan's expression turned solemn. The hesitation in his eyes faded as he said firmly, "Old Lu, Old Ye, I want... to find that Yi Huo Yang Dou."
Clearly, Lu Feng's strike had indeed shaken him, but it had not frightened him into retreat. Instead, it had ignited his fighting spirit and his thirst for strength.
Given his current physical recovery and the groundwork he had accumulated over the past half month, he was already confident he could handle the risks that might arise when refining the Yi Huo Yang Dou Beast Pill.
Ye Fan was briefly stunned, then laughed. "I thought you'd been holding it in all this time because you wanted to say something major. That's no more than a favor done in passing."
Lu Feng smiled lightly. "At its peak, Yi Huo Yang Dou might not necessarily be something our current strength can handle. But it was severely wounded when it fled that day. If we find it, dealing with it should be no trouble."
Jiang Ruoyun was somewhat worried. "I just hope it didn't die that day. After so