Twisted Dreams-Chapter 235 - 205: Sir, Please Come In Yourself

Han Hai suddenly widened his eyes!

The fluctuation of Spiritual Power on Ye Fan at this moment, he was very familiar with it!

This is, this is, this is Master!

"This is impossible!"

Han Hai almost screamed in terror like a woman.

'Ye Fan's' eyes were filled with complexity.

Han Hai was Mo Yulin's first disciple and once treated Han Hai like his own son.

Who could have imagined that this disciple harbored ill intentions and sneak-attacked him in the ancient tomb ruins.

Had it not been for his good luck, possessing the ring and accidentally knowing the Spiritual Body Gathering Technique, his soul would have been destroyed and vanished.

Han Hai formed a seal with one hand, and the Mother Talisman in his hand emitted a faint light.

Numerous Child Talismans shot out from the Mother Talisman.

He roared:

"I don't care if you're possessed by a ghost or resurrected!

You die for me!"

"Sigh!"

'Ye Fan' sighed, facing Han Hai's murderous Child Talismans without a trace of panic.

"Didn't you want to learn the Spiritual Body Gathering Technique?

Then let me show you what Spiritual Body Gathering Technique is."

Even though it was Ye Fan's youthful voice, it gave a sense of having witnessed endless vicissitudes.

'Ye Fan' gently raised his hand.

The Child Talismans stopped in mid-air, freezing less than a meter in front of 'Ye Fan'.

Han Hai was dumbfounded:

"This, how is this possible!"

'Ye Fan' moved his fingers.

The talismans were like chess pieces, manipulated at will by 'Ye Fan' in the air, like trained butterflies.

'Ye Fan' skillfully manipulated the talismans, speaking in a teaching tone:

"The power in the talismans is Spiritual Power, and controlling the trajectory of the talismans is also Spiritual Power.

The Spiritual Body Gathering Technique can manipulate Spiritual Power most perfectly and with infinitely exquisite methods.

Learning this move is equivalent to restraining all Talisman Sect Disciples.

In a sense, it also restrains other Extraordinaries in this world.

I originally planned to teach you this move when your mind was more steadfast, and when you had the ability to refine the Mother Talisman by yourself.

But I never expected your intentions would deviate to such an extent!"

'Ye Fan's' words provoked Han Hai.

Han Hai's face turned green and white alternately, lifting the Mother Talisman again, and several dozen Child Talismans floated up:

"You old thing, old thing! You're really something!

Don't think you've won!

I just want to see how much of your former combat power you can unleash in this neither human nor ghost state!"

'Ye Fan' frowned:

"Stubborn and inflexible!"

'Ye Fan' beckoned with his finger.

The Mother Talisman in Han Hai's hand 'whoosh' detached from Han Hai's control and floated to 'Ye Fan's' side.

Han Hai was dumbfounded:

"This... this..."

'Ye Fan' held two Mother Talismans and said:

"This was originally refined by me, you can't fully control it.

Compared to your junior brother Ye Fan, you're far behind."

This sentence completely enraged Han Hai, and he pointed at 'Ye Fan', shouting hoarsely:

"Don't give me this useless talk!

Wasn't it because you were biased! You crazy old man!

I was a white-collar worker in a big company, with a monthly salary of over twenty thousand!

To cultivate with you, I wandered with you, served you like a dog!

My wife left me, my child didn't recognize me, my parents thought I'd gone mad!

But you?!

I was at your beck and call, but in the end?!

You never even taught me the method to refine the Mother Talisman!"

'Ye Fan' looked at Han Hai with regret:

"Your Spiritual Power is not enough, refining the Mother Talisman would ruin your future.

Originally, the Spiritual Body Gathering Technique and Mother Talisman were yours.

You were just too impatient."

As soon as the words fell, more than a hundred talismans shot from 'Ye Fan's' side towards Han Hai.

Han Hai fled in terror, occasionally using other talismans on his body to block.

Soon, Han Hai was covered in wounds, his clothes were torn, and he fell to the ground breathing heavily, in a wretched state.

'Ye Fan' slowly walked to Han Hai, looking down on him aloofly, and said quietly:

"Han Hai, the master-disciple bond between us is over, we must settle this."

Han Hai swallowed the saliva stuck in his throat, panic filling his eyes.

He shook his head repeatedly:

"Master, Master, the disciple was wrong, forgive your disciple this once!

I will immediately bring Master back to the Sect to preside over the overall situation!"

'Ye Fan's' eyes were full of coldness, several talismans floated up again by his side.

At the moment of Han Hai's despair, a voice came:

"Just in time!"

Both Han Hai and 'Ye Fan' looked to that side.

Only to see a boy in a tang suit, holding an oil paper umbrella, sitting on the shoulder of the Eight-foot Bride, looking at the two with relief.

'Ye Fan's' face was grave, two Mother Talismans surrounded him, talismans releasing one after another.

Mo Yulin wasn't seeing Xie Qilin for the first time.

It's just that every time the Eight-foot Bride beside Xie Qilin was seen, it would be more formidable.

Also, the Spiritual Power fluctuations on Xie Qilin at this moment were peculiar.

He himself, in Mo Yulin's eyes, had also become a master.

Facing this formidable enemy, Mo Yulin had to be fully treated.

Han Hai, seeing his savior, shouted in surprise:

"Xie Young Master! Help me!"

Xie Qilin glanced at Han Hai and smiled:

"It's all good, all good, wife, help him relieve."

The Eight-foot Bride put Xie Qilin down from her shoulder, let out a sharp screech, and floated towards Han Hai.

"Ah!!!!"

A heart-wrenching scream came from the distance where Han Hai was.

The Eight-foot Bride's claw pierced through Han Hai's abdomen.

Han Hai exclaimed in panic:

"Xie Young Master, what do you mean by this!"

The Eight-foot Bride roared, dragging Han Hai's soul out of his body, devouring it.

The exhausted Talisman Sect disciples watched this scene in disbelief.

Wasn't Xie Young Master an ally of the Sect Leader?

This... how can it be?!

After slaughtering Han Hai, the bloodthirsty eyes of the Eight-foot Bride turned towards the Talisman Sect disciples.

A new round of slaughter began.

Xie Qilin no longer paid attention to others, his gaze fixed on Ye Fan.

No, it shouldn't be said it was Ye Fan, rather looking through Ye Fan, watching Mo Yulin within Ye Fan.

These poor Talisman Sect disciples did not know they were merely pawns of Xie Qilin.

A set of pawns used by Xie Qilin against Ye Fan, or more accurately, against Mo Yulin.

From the very first encounter with Ye Fan, Xie Qilin suspected a powerful Spirit Body existed within Ye Fan.

With growing Cultivation and deeper comprehension of Spiritual Power, Xie Qilin confirmed that there must be a Soul Body within Ye Fan.

Devouring that Soul Body, whether by himself or the Eight-foot Bride, would greatly enhance Spiritual Power.

Xie Qilin's current combat power did not fear Ye Fan, the difficult part was how to isolate Ye Fan.

Thus, Xie Qilin exploited Han Hai's desire to reclaim the 'Spiritual Body Gathering Technique', luring Han Hai to Peach Mountain.

Xie Qilin reckoned, with Ye Fan's traditional martial fraternity nature, Ye Fan would definitely handle internal matters alone.

The role of Han Hai and those dozen or so Talisman Sect Disciples was to buy time, allowing Xie Qilin time to reach here after eluding the Demon Race's pursuit.

Of course, Xie Qilin also considered the consequences if he miscalculated.

After some thought, the outcome was nothing more than a few more Talisman Sect Disciples dying, with no loss to himself.

Fortunately, events were unfolding as imagined.

In fact, the hardest part was whether Xie Qilin dared to take a personal risk, leading a group of weaklings against the demon horde.

Xie Qilin opened the oil paper umbrella and said respectfully:

"Qilin initially planned to kill the old gentleman.

But Qilin sincerely hopes the martial way will prosper and is quite interested in the old gentleman's 'Spiritual Body Gathering Technique'.

Old gentleman, please come in yourself, to avoid harming your fine disciple."

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ps: Ah, ah, ah, having a fever every day, can't drink, can't smoke, wish to die.

Once I'm better, I'll definitely write more!