"Damn it! They actually arrested someone from my Wang Family!"
The fat man was so angry that he rolled up his sleeves, looking like he couldn't wait to rush over.
Of course, as angry as he was, he wouldn't actually act impulsively to the point of being irrational.
If he were truly that kind of reckless fool, Wang Yao wouldn't have personally promoted him to be the heir to the Pill Pavilion.
" Brother Fan, let's hurry over and rescue them!"
Jiang Fan looked at the two Wang Family and asked, "I just heard those people from the Ruins Species say they wanted to capture you as sacrifices. What's going on?"
These two Wang Family were very good at reading people's expressions and could tell that their young master was inclined to follow the young man's lead.
To be honest, I'm a little annoyed. Why should the Crown Prince of the Pill Pavilion be so subservient to some nobody?
Despite their displeasure, they were still grateful because the other party had just saved them.
"This is because we overheard the Ruins Species who were chasing us shouting that they wanted to capture us as sacrifices. We also heard them talking, saying that we were the only ones left to be handed over, and if we weren't, the sacrificial ceremony would be delayed, and the consequences would be unimaginable."
"You said they were captured, do you know which tribe they were captured from?" Jiang Fan asked again.
"I know, I know. Sigh, we were incredibly unlucky. Not long ago, Sister Shuhe led us into a large tribe of several thousand people by accident, and we were captured. If it weren't for Sister Shuhe protecting us with her life, we probably wouldn't have been able to escape."
The young man from the Wang Family spoke faster and faster, then looked at the fat man again.
"What should we do? Should we go back to rescue them, or...?"
Wang Shuhe is important, but the fat man has a higher status and position.
They only had about twenty people on their side, while that large tribe had several thousand.
Going to rescue people in that kind of place is honestly a guaranteed way to get killed, but you can't just stand by and watch your teammates be sacrificed.
The fat man asked Jiang Fan for his opinion, just like before, " Brother Fan, how do we save them?"
He wasn't asking whether to save or not, because he knew Jiang Fan would never be the kind of person to stand by and watch someone die.
Furthermore, given the complicated and tangled relationship between Jiang Fan and his ancestor, it was even more impossible for him to stand idly by.
Of course, the most important thing is that Jiang Fan couldn't move when he saw the Ruins Species. They had wiped out a large tribe of nearly 10,000 people, so how could they possibly let go of a tribe of a few thousand?
"Aren't they trying to seize the sacrificial offerings? We can use the same trick again."
As Jiang Fan said this, he raised an eyebrow and glanced at Ye Qizhen.
"Well..."
Ye Qizhen's lips twitched subconsciously.
One twitch wasn't enough to express his speechless feelings, so he twitched several more times, finally twitching his mouth and the corners of his eyes several times in total.
Lan Shengxue walked over and looked at Jiang Fan, a hint of worry lingering in her cool and aloof eyes.
"It's too risky to proceed without clarifying the specifics."
Jiang Fan smirked and transmitted his voice, "Do you still think it's risky now?"
shock!
Lan Shengxue stared intently at Jiang Fan's lips, which remained completely still the entire time.
In other words--
It wasn't her imagination; it really was telepathy.
For Martial Artist to transmit their voice, their strength must reach the Upper Three Ranks, which means the minimum threshold is the Early-Stage Seventh Rank.
She remembered clearly that Jiang Fan was only at the Late-Stage Fourth Rank before he came in. How much time had passed? Even if he was a prodigy, it was impossible for him to break through from the Late-Stage Fourth Rank to the low Early-Stage Seventh Rank all at once.
Furthermore, due to the suppression of spatial rules here, Jiang Fan's strength has been suppressed to the Early-Stage Second Rank. So, let alone breaking through his strength, he can't even unleash his full power.
Therefore, there is only one other possibility.
Thinking of this, Lan Shengxue's pupils trembled uncontrollably, her eyes filled with disbelief. It's no exaggeration to say that even if she had witnessed the spiritual energy revival three times, she probably wouldn't have shown such shock.
Jiang Fan noticed Lan Shengxue's expression, which inexplicably gave him a sense of pride, like he was showing off in front of others.
Although he has lived two lives, his temperament is far beyond that of his peers. Even those decades older than him are sometimes not as good as him. However, whether in his previous life or this life, he is only 17 years old, and he still retains the heart of a young man.
"I'm leaving," Jiang Fan said goodbye.
"Wait a moment."
Lan Shengxue suddenly called out to him.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Fan asked, puzzled.
Lan Shengxue reached up to her head and ripped off her hair ribbon, letting her long, black hair fall down like silk.
This scene was quite stunning, leaving everyone's eyes shining.
Even Jiang Fan, a fairly straightforward and normal man, couldn't help but be somewhat taken aback by her.
"Here you go." Lan Shengxue handed the hairband to Jiang Fan.
"What is this?" Jiang Fan asked, puzzled.
Lan Shengxue extended her slender finger and touched the mark on Jiang Fan's forehead from a distance.
"With your current strength, it's difficult for anyone within this gate to threaten you, but it's always better to be safe than sorry, so it's best to keep a low profile."
"Good."
Jiang Fan didn't stand on ceremony with Lan Shengxue, and directly took it and tied it to his forehead.
As luck would have it, a gentle breeze suddenly arose.
The girl's long, flowing black hair was rolled up and danced with the ribbon tied behind the boy's head. The two looked at each other, said nothing, and just smiled slightly.
Bathed in the glow of countless tiny, ethereal orbs of light, the scene appears even more beautiful.
It's like a breathtakingly beautiful live wallpaper, every frame is exquisitely beautiful.
At that moment, almost everyone present held their breath, not daring or willing to make the slightest sound, for fear of ruining this exquisite scene.
"I'm leaving," Jiang Fan repeated what he had said before.
"Mm." Lan Shengxue nodded gently, her gaze following Jiang Fan as he turned and left until he completely disappeared from sight.
Before long, Jiang Fan and Ye Qizhen used the same trick again, leaving the group and pretending to be seriously injured, heading towards the tribe that had captured Wang Shuhe and the other members of the Wang Family.
Unsurprisingly, they were quickly captured by the tribe's Ruins Species and sent as sacrifices to their destination.
Upon arriving at the location, the two saw the black stone altar standing in the very center.
The focus isn't on the altar, but on the cat perched atop it...?
It's still a large, plump orange cat.
Of course, they weren't naive enough to think it was just an ordinary orange cat. How could something treated like this by the Ruins Species on the altar be ordinary?
"Huh?" The Little Turtle unusually poked its head out, its eyes full of surprise and its tone full of astonishment.
"Goodness! It's actually a rare Ruins Spirit! But why does its form look so... down-to-earth?"
Upon hearing the Little Turtle's words, Jiang Fan and Ye Qizhen both looked at it.
" Ruins Spirit? What is that?"
Perhaps the Little Turtle was too surprised to see the Ruins Spirit and forgot to casually mock Jiang Fan for his lack of knowledge.