"I heard those two have an old friend who's been staying temporarily at our Spirit Ruins Paradise all this time, yet has never shown his face."
Han Feiyu sneered. "There must be something seriously wrong here!"
"Well... visiting friends is perfectly ordinary, isn't it?"
"What do you know?"
Han Feiyu said, "If he were merely visiting friends, that would naturally be fine. But this man has stayed in our Spirit Ruins Paradise for so long. He must be a spy sent by another paradise."
"As long as we capture him, we can implicate those two wretches!"
He spoke through gritted teeth, hatred on his face. "Then my great-uncle can take the opportunity to act!"
Ultimately, his fundamental goal was still to deal with Ye Fan and Pang Bo.
Long after Ye Fan and Pang Bo entered the paradise, Han Feiyu's uncle had set his sights on Ye Fan because he had consumed a divine fruit, and thus had Han Feiyu make a move.
Han Feiyu had tested them several times, but Ye Fan and Pang Bo had beaten him back every time.
The current Ye Fan was no longer as he had been. After gaining Chen Yu's aptitude, his cultivation had progressed more smoothly than before, and he had easily defeated Han Feiyu.
After a few such exchanges, a feud had formed.
Seeing that he could no longer do anything to Ye Fan and Pang Bo himself, Han Feiyu turned his thoughts elsewhere.
He needed a suitable excuse. It did not matter if it was somewhat far-fetched. As long as he could get even a little leverage, he could have the people behind him use it as grounds to kick Ye Fan out of Spirit Ruins Paradise.
Once Ye Fan was no longer a member of Spirit Ruins Paradise, Han Feiyu's uncle could naturally act in person and knead him however he pleased.
And in his view, accomplishing this would not be too difficult.
Pang Bo is one thing. With Wu Qingfeng behind him, he's not easy to touch. But Ye Fan is merely a mortal body. It was already sheer luck that he entered our Spirit Ruins Paradise. Presumably, no one would dare speak up for him...
With these thoughts, Han Feiyu slowly advanced, preparing to probe the situation.
He searched the entire vicinity but ultimately found no one.
Strange.
Han Feiyu was puzzled. He was clearly right here...
"Are you looking for me?"
A voice suddenly rang out behind them.
Han Feiyu and the others stiffened, then abruptly turned to look behind them.
"Who's there!"
Han Feiyu shouted, "You sneaking rat, come out!"
They turned and saw the youth standing behind them.
The youth stood there, exceptionally handsome, striking and extraordinary.
"You can eat carelessly, but you can't speak carelessly."
Chen Yu said, "You were the ones sneaking into the place where I was cultivating in seclusion, yet now you call me a sneaking rat."
"But never mind that."
He smiled and looked at Han Feiyu before him, curiosity in his eyes. "You're Han Feiyu?"
"You know me?"
Han Feiyu frowned, somewhat surprised, but quickly recovered and sneered. "I was worried you'd already left. This works out perfectly."
"Seize him!"
"Young people are too impatient. That's hardly a good thing."
Chen Yu shook his head. "Still, it doesn't matter."
The next instant, he reached out and struck forward with his palm.
Terrifying divine power gathered, then erupted in an instant. Like a roaring deity, it suppressed everyone before him in a flash.
"Impossible!"
Unwilling to yield, Han Feiyu sent a green wooden seal flying out of his Bitter Sea. It was an artifact his uncle had bestowed upon him.
The artifact blasted forward with terrifying divine power, attempting to break through Chen Yu's suppression. But it could do nothing at all. Instead, it was easily subdued and fell into Chen Yu's hand.
"The materials are only ordinary. Barely usable, I suppose."
Chen Yu examined the artifact in his hand and shook his head. "But just like you lot, it's nothing but trash."
With that, he could not be bothered to waste any more words. He directly suppressed and captured them.
Chen Yu was somewhat speechless at this encounter.
Before Qing Emperor's Tomb opened, he had only intended to cultivate here in seclusion. He had never planned to provoke anyone.
He naturally remembered Han Feiyu, this minor early-stage villain, but had not taken him seriously and had simply passed him over.
He had never expected the other party to set his sights on him instead.
"Forget it. Since I've already acted, I might as well make a clean job of it."
Chen Yu shook his head.
He had originally had no intention of acting because he believed Ye Fan could resolve things himself.
But since the other party had provoked him first, that naturally changed matters.
He walked straight out of the thatched cottage and casually asked around for the residence of Elder Han, the alchemist.
Only a short while later, he arrived at his door.
"Who are you?"
Elder Han emerged from his cave abode and frowned at the sight of Chen Yu before him, thinking he was some newly admitted disciple.
He was just about to reprimand him when Chen Yu suddenly attacked.
Boom!
Divine power shook the heavens. A terrifying presence descended, locking down the surrounding space in an instant and crushing straight toward him.
Elder Han struggled with all his might. He had already realized something was wrong, but he still had no way to contend with Chen Yu.
The gap in their raw strength was too great.
Although both were at the Divine Bridge cultivation level, one was brimming with blood and vitality while the other was old and decrepit. Their conditions were fundamentally different.
Not to mention that, as a Divine Body and a descendant of an emperor's bloodline, Chen Yu held an enormous advantage over others at the same level.
Perhaps there was still a gap between him and the very finest heaven's chosen, but against an aged mortal body like Elder Han, he truly could not miss.
He would not claim to kill one with every punch, but beating him to death in two or three blows was no problem.
"Just who are you!"
Elder Han retreated repeatedly, his entire body now covered in cracks under the immense pressure.
Even at this moment, he still did not understand who Chen Yu was or why he was attacking him.
What grudge could there possibly be between them?
Bang!
As a palm descended, Elder Han's entire body exploded, becoming a corpse as he died on the spot.
This Elder Han was supposedly proficient in alchemy, but the things he had collected amounted to little. In Chen Yu's eyes, they were almost no different from junk.
Most of those so-called pills were merely ordinary goods. In essence, taking them was not even as satisfying as directly absorbing a piece of Source.
From this, it was clear that Elder Han's abilities were nothing special.
Chen Yu shook his head, gave the collection a cursory look, casually put the things away, and walked out.
"There seems to be one more."
He thought for a moment and remembered that Han Feiyu also had a grandfather.
There was more than one Elder Han in Spirit Ruins Paradise.
Besides this Elder Han, who was proficient in alchemy, there was another who specialized in artifact refining.
That man was Han Feiyu's own grandfather and counted among his closest relatives.
Thinking of this, Chen Yu simply made another trip.