Supernatural arts shocked everyone

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This is sophistry!

"With a lotus-like body, he's invincible!" Pang Bo was speechless. ♡♢ 👌💢

There was no time to waste on Liu Yunzhi any longer. Without resolving the issues with these petty crocodiles, nothing else mattered; they were all doomed anyway.

Liu Yunzhi and his group would be no exception.

Buzz buzz buzz~

Just as everyone was overwhelmed by the attacks from the crocodiles and didn't know what to do, they suddenly saw fireballs appearing around Qian Ye.

These fireballs, glowing crimson, burned the air with a buzzing sound, leaving them with lingering fear.

Immediately, the number of fireballs on Qian Ye's body increased from one to ten, and then to about a hundred.

Suddenly, everyone saw that the fireballs seemed to come alive, automatically chasing after the surging crocodiles.

What's even more unbelievable is that each fireball devours the small crocodiles it encounters, turning them to ashes.

One hundred fireballs devoured the countless surging crocodiles with frenzied ferocity, showing no sign of weakness. They seemed to have Life of their own, actively attacking the crocodiles and then burning them to ashes.

Qian Ye smiled. This Fire Control Technique was just a drop in the ocean for him, but it was more than enough to kill these small crocodiles.

But for Ye Fan, Liu Yunzhi, Li Xiaoman, and Lin Jia, seeing Qian Ye's ability through their mortal eyes was like seeing a god or a superhuman—utterly incomprehensible. 💢♬ 👊🎃

"This... this is the legendary Fireball Technique?"

"But... how can he Fireball Technique? Isn't Qian Ye an ordinary person? He's an Earthling who came with us, how could he possess such a strange ability? Could it be that cultivators truly exist in this world? And he is one of them?"

"Qian Ye, is he a cultivator?"

"Hmm, someone who can use such Fireball Technique can't be a mortal like us; they must be a cultivator with Spiritual Root. As for whether they are a cultivator, or some other extraordinary ability user, or a magician with Fire Manipulation Technique, we don't know."

So, do cultivators really exist in this world?

"If not, how did Qian Ye control these fireballs, and how were they formed? Moreover, he could control over a hundred at once; that's not something an ordinary cultivator could do."

"That's amazing! With him around, are we saved too?"

"That's not necessarily true. We don't know his purpose yet. What if he's a bad person?"

"Impossible, right? He's helping us kill these ferocious little crocodiles right now, protecting us and saving our lives. I think he might be a guardian angel sent down from heaven to protect us, or even a savior."

"That makes sense. Anyway, compared to those vicious little crocodiles who kill without blinking an eye, I'm more inclined to believe that Brother Qian Ye is a good person."

"Yes, I also believe in Brother Qian Ye. Does everyone agree?"

"No, we're too busy thanking our saviors to have any objections. That would be ungrateful and only an ingrate would do that," Pang Bo said, glancing at Liu Yunzhi. Although he didn't call him an ingrate, the meaning was clear.

Liu Yunzhi was deep in thought, preoccupied with his own matters, completely unaware of Pang Bo's gaze, which was fixed on Qian Ye.

At this moment, Qian Ye walked towards the crowd, looking calm, but the hundred fireballs were still attacking the small crocodiles, devouring them one by one and turning them into ashes.

Gradually, the baby crocodiles were routed and their numbers dwindled.

Although many small crocodiles still emerged from the direction of the ancient temple, they were overwhelmed by the fierce attack of these hundred fireballs and were no longer able to attack Ye Fan and his companions.

Qian Ye walked towards the group. "Don't worry, everyone. With my Fireball Technique, these little crocodiles will be wiped out in no time."

"Brother Qian Ye, could it be that you're a cultivator? Otherwise, how do you know the Fireball Technique?" Pang Bo immediately rushed up to Qian Ye, his expression ingratiating.

"Yes, I am actually a cultivator, but my cultivation level is not high. I haven't even reached the Foundation Establishment yet. I'm only at the Thirteenth Layer of the Qi Refining Stage stage. If I break through, I will reach the Foundation Establishment Stage," Qian Ye said, feigning ignorance.

"But dealing with these little crocodiles is more than enough with my Thirteenth Layer of the Qi Refining Stage level and the 19th level of Fireball Technique that I've already mastered."

For Pang Bo and the others, who were all Earthlings, they had naturally read cultivation-themed online novels and were very familiar with the cultivation system. When they heard Qian Ye say this, they really thought he was a peak Qi Refining Stage cultivator, and were naturally overjoyed.

"This... this... this!" Pang Bo was utterly shocked.

Liu Yunzhi, Ye Fan, Wang Yan, Wang Ziwen, and others were also deeply shocked.

They originally thought that Qian Ye was just Ye Fan's distant cousin, the owner of a small company, and nothing more than a nobody on Mars. They never expected that he was a cultivator, which really surprised everyone.

This was unexpected.

In particular, Liu Yunzhi, Li Changqing, and Wang Yan had just been making sarcastic remarks about him behind his back, mocking him for going to his death.

Now, they're kicking themselves.

In their minds, cultivators are beings superior to all martial arts, possessing magical abilities, the capacity to fly on swords, and the skill to use Fireball Technique and other techniques.

It's an extraordinary existence.

At least he was someone they couldn't afford to offend, so naturally they were somewhat afraid of him.

"Cultivators? Are there really cultivators on Earth?" Pang Bo asked.

"Others may not know, but I am." How could Qian Ye tell them that he was not actually a cultivator, but Invincible God who had just transmigrated from the Perfect World to the Shrouding the Heavens Plane for fun? He was not a cultivator at all.

It's not just as simple as the Qi Refining Stage.

In their eyes, cultivators at the Qi Refining Stage were all remarkable beings, possessing supernatural powers and spells, and were high and mighty.

"Can you take me as your disciple? I also want to cultivate immortality!" Pang Bo looked at him expectantly, his eyes full of longing. Promise me, take me as your disciple? Then I can be a cultivator too.

Uh~

Qian Ye was speechless. He wasn't a cultivator, but he could become an immortal. However, Qianye had his own path. He had only come to the world of "Shrouding the Heavens" to experience the life of riding in Nine Dragons Pulling a Coffin with Ye Fan and the Heavenly Emperor Ye, and he had no intention of taking on any disciples.

But a direct approach cannot be refused.

"Well... that's not impossible. First, you need to have Spiritual Root, and second, you can't be over twenty years old. I think you're all over twenty-five, not even beginners yet, but having a good Spiritual Root still gives you a chance," Qian Ye said, spouting nonsense.

It was ambiguous, neither saying yes nor no.

Pang Bo felt a chill in his heart upon hearing this; he was well over twenty years old, and it seemed his chances were slim.

If only I had met him sooner!

It's just a pity that I'm already past the age of cultivating immortality.

"Is there no other way?" Pang Bo asked persistently.

Qian Ye shook his head. "It's hard to say. After all, I only managed to reach the Thirteenth Layer of the Qi Refining Stage by chance, after accidentally comprehending the creation of heaven and earth. So, as a small cultivator, I know very little about the great mysteries of cultivation, and I am powerless to help."