Watching from the side, Duan De showed a trace of surprise. He had originally wanted this fellow to test the power of the Grassy Ground, then find a way to obtain it himself afterward.
But now it seemed this little fellow was quite formidable: he had snatched his Grassy Ground right at the outset.
Somewhat embarrassed, he coughed, hurried over, and said with a smile:
"Little Ye, you really do have some tricks up your sleeve. This thing is yours!"
Seeing the pained look on Duan De's face, Ye Fan smiled faintly.
He glanced deeper inside, immediately put away the Grassy Ground, and headed in.
A little while later, the two reached an area resembling a rock garden.
Looking at the corpses strewn across the ground and the weapons of every description before him, Duan De remained perfectly calm.
He glanced around and waved a hand, and the Little Black Flag appeared in his grasp.
"Be careful. There was clearly a battle here just now. If we let our guard down, they might ambush us!"
Ye Fan nodded slightly, his expression calm. Looking at the corpses and broken weapons before him, he sighed inwardly.
In the few months since coming to this world, he had long since understood its cruelty.
If he harbored mercy in his heart, he would be the one who died here.
"Ye Fan, it's you..."
Just then, an astonished cry came from nearby, and Zhang Zilin, Li Changqing, and the others arrived.
They stared at Ye Fan in disbelief. After all, this fellow was merely an Outer Sect Disciple of Lingxu Cave Heaven.
At most, he was someone who chopped wood and boiled water, yet he had actually come here behind Lingxu Cave Heaven's back.
"Ye Fan, how did you end up here? You've got far