Shi Qilin Arrives!

"You!"

The group of Kirin Clan disciples rushing over wore expressions of violent fury.

Seeing the blood splattered on the ground, their faces stiffened considerably, but Xie Fang merely shrugged his shoulders, then walked over and sat down on a nearby rock.

He put on a completely nonchalant air, but in truth, Xie Fang was silently probing the situation in his heart, trying to gauge exactly how many people he had brought, lest he prove utterly incapable.

If he couldn't suppress them, this group would be in a terrible spot.

Xie Fang used the Law of Space to directly circle around to Kirin Mountain; it was nothing more than a matter of turning a couple of corners.

"Is Shi Qilin here?"

"Who are you, daring to call our ancestor by name?!"

Seeing a bunch of Little Qilins who hadn't even achieved Form Manifestation appear before him, Xie Fang couldn't help but laugh, but he didn't waste time here. Instead, he casually grabbed one of them.

"I like the look of you. How about you tell me where Shi Qilin went?"

This Little Qilin had no idea about any of these reasons and hurriedly tried to dodge, but the other's power far exceeded his expectations. While restraining him, he couldn't even turn his body over.

"Stop! Do not harm my junior!"

Hearing this familiar voice, a knowing smile spread across Xie Fang's face.

"If you'd been this straightforward from the start, why would I have needed to lay hands on these juniors?"

"You're definitely not here for anything good. We didn't even hold a grudge when you took the Wuji Apricot Yellow Banner before."

Xie Fang chuckled, ignoring his mention of that banner. The Wuji Apricot Yellow Banner seemed like a fine treasure.

After taking it back, it hadn't changed a bit in tens of thousands of years—he had no idea if he'd gotten a fake.

But Shi Qilin's attitude rubbed him the wrong way, as if he saw Xie Fang as an enemy. It seemed this time he'd have to teach him a lesson.

However, the other party didn't seem to dwell on this; he just scratched his head and stared at Xie Fang. But the man before him wasn't in a hurry either—the answers he needed would surely come, and whatever accidents happened in the meantime had little to do with him.

"I came this time to take your life!"

Silence fell across the opposite side, then suddenly erupted into a burst of laughter.

"What's he saying that's so funny?"

"Yeah, with just our ancestor's strength, he can't even hold his ground here. Didn't that dragon come to provoke us a few days ago? Wasn't he sent packing too?"

Hearing what these juniors said, Xie Fang guessed most of it.

He hadn't expected the Kirin Clan to be doing so well. It was time for them to get a proper look at his true strength.

A bunch of juniors daring to look down on him here—wasn't that a bit too arrogant? They had no idea who the real king was around here.

Shi Qilin's eyes turned fierce, and he shot Xie Fang a vicious glare.

"I advise you not to speak if you lack the strength to back it up, lest you make a fool of yourself before the juniors."

Xie Fang said nothing. This Qilin was so confident—fine, he'd give him a chance to show off.

Then he clapped his hands, and a flock of crow-like creatures flew across the sky, drawing everyone's attention. Just at that moment, they encountered the previous scene.

The next second, everyone was caught in a net. Those birds were entirely black, creatures Xie Fang had found in the Nine Demon Pagoda.

Back during the war of Gods and Devils, they had absorbed something unknown, turning pitch black inside and constantly emitting a resentful aura. Xie Fang had simply tossed them to Mo Wu.

Mo Wu had been quite troubled by these things, and Xie Fang figured there might be some similarity here.

If his guess was right, the next step would be a turning point.

But he had to find the Kirin Clan's weakness; only then could he possibly block them outright.

However, Shi Qilin wasn't about to make it obvious. It seemed Xie Fang would have to make the first move.

Unfortunately, Mo Wu's deductions weren't as simple as before. If he wanted to reconstruct their intentions, he'd probably have to wait a while.

"This thing is specifically designed to counter Qilins. What do you think? Didn't see that coming, did you?"

Shi Qilin was so furious his nose twisted. He revealed his true form and shielded all the Little Qilins beneath him.

"I advise you not to struggle. If there were a way to solve this, I wouldn't have come to settle accounts with you."

Seeing this, Shi Qilin understood his true intent. If he didn't let Xie Fang gain some benefit, he wouldn't leave. But little did he know, Xie Fang wanted nothing but his life.

The next second, a flash of white light burst from the gap where the two clashed. On the other side, Yuan Feng also sensed this aura and could only sigh and shake his head.

The attendant beside him saw this and wanted to ask.

But the other didn't directly give him an answer.

If the earlier events were strange, there must have been a reason, but he hadn't expected Xie Fang to come settle accounts so quickly.

If he hadn't guessed the movements of his two old friends back then, he might have been caught in a pincer attack.

"Tell your senior sister to never do such things again. Even if she can't identify the other party's identity, she shouldn't treat strangers with that attitude."

The surrounding disciples acknowledged the order, nodded to Yuan Feng, and withdrew. Yuan Feng gazed out the window—it seemed another great battle was coming. He truly didn't know how to warn them.

"Forget it, I won't interfere this time..."

Shi Qilin dodged Xie Fang's attack and fled straight toward Buzhou Mountain. He had cultivated on that mountain for so many years and had adapted somewhat to its ability to suppress one's power at certain stages.

But Xie Fang, an outsider, might not be able to withstand the pressure here and make any changes. Taking advantage of the suppressive force in this place, he himself had climbed straight up Buzhou Mountain and shaken him off.

"I never thought that at your age, you'd still be scheming to win with such a trick."

Shi Qilin's footsteps paused, and his face was filled with displeasure.

But there was no help for it—he had already left a deep impression on his own heart.

If not for those matters, he would never have done anything superfluous. There was no need for anyone to make things difficult for the other party.

"This Buzhou Mountain is all my territory. Where do you think you can run?"

However, the man before him had no intention of wasting time. With a backhanded hook, he brought something directly into view. It turned out that atop Buzhou Mountain there was a fruit tree, and this time, he had come precisely for that.