Twisted Dreams-Chapter 234 - 204: Requesting the Master to Take Action

The heart-wrenching roar of a bull echoed throughout Peach Mountain.

The Heartless Little Monkey, who was practicing in the valley, suddenly leapt up from the tree:

"What's going on!"

A Monkey came stumbling over, panic-stricken:

"Humans have come again! They've killed Old Niu!"

The young face of the Heartless Little Monkey instantly erupted with intense killing intent:

"Humans have broken their promise!

Taking advantage that Big Brother is away, they've invaded Peach Mountain!

Everyone! Follow me to wipe out those bastards!"

A small monkey shouted "Everybody", and a group of wolves, tigers, and leopards roared in agreement, which would have originally been quite a comical scene.

But the murderous aura of the Heartless Little Monkey shot straight up to the sky without the slightest awkwardness, just like the monkey in the legend who wants to wreak havoc in the Celestial Palace.

Led by the Heartless Little Monkey, the Demons surged out of the valley, rushing towards the creek.

...

By the creek.

The Talisman Sect disciples trembled, their faces deathly pale.

That's a legendary Demon!

Fighting Demons truly means risking one's life.

Perhaps, they might even be eaten.

Xie Qilin stood in front of the Talisman Sect disciples.

His face was calm.

But judging by his fingers, which were gripping the oil paper umbrella tightly and turning white, he was also quite nervous inside.

At this moment, the Eight-foot Bride standing in front of Xie Qilin gave him immense reassurance.

"Slaughter all these damn humans!"

In the valley, the angry roar of the Heartless Little Monkey resounded.

Everyone looked over.

Behind the creek, smoke billowed as countless Demons surged forward majestically.

At the front of the Demon horde, the Heartless Little Monkey, riding an old horse and brandishing a stick, charged towards the humans, baring his teeth.

Xie Qilin took a deep breath, glanced at the Talisman Sect disciples behind him, pointed to the Demons ahead, and said:

"Kill one Demon, reward of a million.

Kill two Demons, I'll give you a house in the Imperial Capital.

Want to get rich?

If you do, then charge.

I'll take the lead."

Saying this, Xie Qilin grabbed the pipe and strode towards the ferocious Demons before him.

The Eight-foot Bride followed closely beside Xie Qilin, like a loyal Guardian Spirit.

Xie Qilin whispered:

"My dear, don't stray too far from me, so we can look out for each other."

The Eight-foot Bride was deeply touched and gently replied:

"Yes, my husband."

The Talisman Sect disciples, seeing this, felt their morale greatly boosted.

Kill one Demon, a million.

Kill two Demons, a house in the Imperial Capital.

With great rewards come brave men!

Not to mention, this wealthy young master, powerful and mighty, is leading the charge himself?

The Talisman Sect disciples' eyes turned red immediately.

"Kill!!"

Someone roared, and the Talisman Sect disciples dashed towards the Demons frantically, even outpacing Xie Qilin. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

Humans and the Demon Race quickly clashed.

The Heartless Little Monkey swung a burning stick towards the nearest Talisman Sect disciple.

In just one round, that disciple was engulfed in flames, wailing in agony.

This horrifying scream made the Talisman Sect disciples shiver in unison.

They were terrified, but they also knew, having already started, it's too late for regrets.

Either get rich or die.

The Talisman Sect disciples fought as if on adrenaline.

Xie Qilin, seeing the Talisman Sect disciples so fierce, halted his steps and fled in the opposite direction.

The Eight-foot Bride paused, perplexed.

Weren't we fighting?

Why are we running now?

No matter what, the Eight-foot Bride still followed in Xie Qilin's footsteps closely.

Because she listened well and remembered her husband said not to stray too far, so they could look out for each other.

Xie Qilin said to the Eight-foot Bride beside him:

"My dear, your husband runs slow, carry me and run."

He previously told the Eight-foot Bride not to stray too far, fearing she'd get too caught up in killing and couldn't take him with her.

The Eight-foot Bride didn't understand what Xie Qilin was really thinking, but she carried him on her shoulder and fled swiftly in the opposite direction.

Among the Talisman Sect disciples, someone noticed Xie Qilin had run away and was completely dumbfounded.

They wanted to follow him, but how would those from the Demon Race possibly let them go?

The Heartless Little Monkey swung the stick:

"Slaughter! Slaughter! Slaughter them all!

Don't let a single one escape!"

...

Peach Mountain, at the top of the valley.

Ye Fan sat cross-legged alone on a large rock.

After the Heartless Little Monkey led the Demons out of the valley to fight, another group of people infiltrated the valley from somewhere unknown.

Among those people, two were extremely strong.

The weak Banshees in the valley would surely suffer losses against them.

Therefore, the Demons who originally followed Ye Fan in cultivation on the mountain all went down to the valley to support.

Ye Fan waited alone at the top of the valley for someone.

He didn't wait long before a dozen figures climbed up to the top of the valley from a small path outside the valley.

Ye Fan lifted his gaze, looked at the leading man, and smiled:

"Senior Brother, long time no see."

Han Hai looked at Ye Fan in surprise, glanced around, and said:

"You knew I would come long ago?"

Ye Fan's eyes gradually turned cold:

"I can smell the stench from you from far away."

Han Hai chuckled:

"You knew I'd come, yet you didn't set any trap with some Demons, and you dare face me alone, isn't my Junior Brother too arrogant?"

Ye Fan stood up:

"It's just to clean up the portal for the teacher, no need for outsiders to intervene.

Last time you got away, but it won't happen this time."

Han Hai's face darkened upon hearing this:

"Junior Brother, I admire your courage, but don't expect I'll duel one-on-one with you.

You, who received that old man's legacy, leave me no choice but to bully you with numbers.

Hand over the Spiritual Body Gathering Technique, and I'll spare you and even give you the Talisman Sect Elder position."

Ye Fan took out the Mother Talisman, glaring at the Talisman Sect disciples behind Han Hai, eyeing them like a hawk:

"Fellow apprentices, Han Hai is a rebellious wicked man; I must eliminate him, and I hope you won't intervene."

How could the Talisman Sect disciples listen to Ye Fan?

They pulled talismans from their pockets, ready to start the fight.

Han Hai pointed at Ye Fan and shouted angrily:

"Capture him!"

Ye Fan sighed, and several talismans shot out from his sleeves, collar, pant legs, and various parts of his clothing.

A dozen Talisman Sect disciples also threw out talismans.

In an instant, the top of the valley became as lively as a fireworks display.

Han Hai silently took a few steps back.

This time he played it cunningly.

Human Spiritual Power is limited. Once his Talisman Sect disciples exhaust Ye Fan's Spiritual Power, Ye Fan would be at his mercy.

Suddenly, Han Hai realized something.

No wonder Xie Qilin only let him bring a dozen Talisman Sect disciples, just enough to deplete Ye Fan's Spiritual Power.

Xie Qilin had already calculated that Ye Fan would wait for him alone here!

A shiver ran down Han Hai's spine.

Xie Qilin, that fellow, really is something!

The way of fighting in the Talisman Sect is very crude.

Without the Mother Talisman, it's just purely consuming Spiritual Power, throwing talisman paper for simple, violent bombardment.

In this world, only two people possess the Mother Talisman.

One is Ye Fan, and the other is Han Hai, who stole Mo Yulin's Mother Talisman.

The battle lasted only over twenty minutes, with the dozen Talisman Sect disciples looking pale.

They were dizzy and nauseous, suffering the effects of depleted Spiritual Power.

Ye Fan was also panting heavily, with large beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.

Han Hai's lips curled into a sinister smile:

"Junior Brother, ah, like our master, your mind is too simple, too arrogant.

Hand over the Spiritual Body Gathering Technique; you can't handle it.

Clean up the portal?

Hahaha, trying to kill me, like trying to revive that old fool.

With just you, you're still lacking."

Ye Fan bent over to catch his breath, lifted his head, and gazed at Han Hai:

"If Senior Brother wishes to see Master, then I'll make sure Senior Brother sees him."

Han Hai sneered:

"At this stage, still trying to put up a front?"

He lifted the Mother Talisman mockingly:

"Let's see which of us meets the old man first!"

Ye Fan cupped his hands, saluting his master, and said slowly:

"Master, please take action!"

Just as the words fell, Ye Fan's demeanor changed.

The heroic eyes at that moment grew seasoned and somber.