Farming in the Immortal Mansion

After an auction, Ye Ling and Song Qiong spent nearly 80,000 spirit stones to buy all the third-level top-quality equipment at the auction, and then they left quietly hand in hand in the eyes of all the late-stage Qi training cultivators full of envy and jealousy.

"Quick! Follow them and see where they are going?" Cao Zhen, the proud daughter of the Cao family, immediately ordered the junior brothers and sisters of the Yuxu Sect to follow them and chased them all the way out of the Wanbao Pavilion.

Han Junhong, the eldest son of the Han family, was no exception. He ordered his servants in the late stage of Qi training to follow them out.

Ye Ling and Song Qiong both carefully spread their spiritual senses and found that two groups of people followed behind them. They smiled at each other tacitly.

In Fengqiao Town, it is a safe area. Even at night, there are patrolling cultivators patrolling the city, and no one dares to kill people to steal treasures.

So Song Qiong suggested, and sent a telepathic message: "Master, we can directly teleport back to the sect through the teleportation array on the west street of Fangshi. Forgive Qiong'er for being so presumptuous, let the master stay in the storage bag temporarily, and Qiong'er will carry the master to Fengchi Sect, and then sneak into Fengchi Water Prison to rescue the master's two junior sisters!"

Ye Ling nodded, looked around at the sneaky stalkers behind him, and sent a telepathic message to Song Qiong: "Yes! That's the idea you mentioned! I just hate that these jealous guys are following me, and I can't get into the storage bag in front of them. Otherwise, if they find out that you brought a man to Fengchi Sect, you and I will be in trouble."

Song Qiong frowned slightly. At this point, she had no good way to get rid of these followers. It would be extremely difficult not to let them see.

Song Qiong paused for a moment, then whispered, "Master, why don't we stay in Fengqiao Town tonight? Can they still keep guarding us? Tomorrow, I will find a chance to send you to Fengchi Sect."

Ye Linghan's star-like eyes flashed with a strange color, and he said firmly, "Saving people is like putting out a fire, we can't delay any longer! If we wait one more day, our two junior sisters Suqin and Zishan will be in more danger. Since these two groups want to follow us, let's just take them to the ghost gate!"

Song Qiong's eyes lit up, and he vaguely understood: "Master means, go out of the city and kill them?"

"That's right! Haha, Qiong'er, you are really smart, which makes me look at you with new eyes. We are now equipped with top-grade third-level equipment, which is different from before! Haha, I have three fourth-level spirit beasts, just in time to test their combat power!"

Ye Ling said excitedly, and made some preparations with Song Qiong. The two of them walked out of the west gate of Fengqiao Town in a swagger, and even stopped at the city gate for a long time for fear that they would not see them.

Seeing that people were gradually gathering, Ye Ling sneered in his heart, and floated out of the city gate with Song Qiong.

The Han family's servants and Yuxu Sect's group of late Qi training elite disciples were all shocked. They turned around and greeted them. They didn't bother to go back and ask their respective masters for orders. The two groups rushed forward at the same time, wishing to get rid of this pair of mysterious monks immediately and snatch the third-level top-grade equipment and a large number of spirit stones from them.

"Kill them! They will die if they leave the city gate!"

"Haha, the man has a lot of top-grade equipment. Kill him and everything will be ours! This woman has a good figure. It's just right to be captured and used as a furnace!"

The two groups of people had the same purpose and rushed forward like wolves and tigers. When they rushed out of the city gate, the two groups pushed and shoved each other in order to catch Ye Ling and Song Qiong first.

"Damn it! This bunch of Yuxu Sect disciples are hateful. They dare to snatch people from our Han Xiuxian family. They have no eyes! This is Fengqiao Town controlled by the major Xiuxian families and the loose cultivator alliance, not your Yuxu Sect!"

"Yes, yes! Uncle Han Jiu is right. This western suburb is also the territory of our Xiuxian family. Your Yuxu Sect's dojo is in the north of the city. How dare you come to the west of the city to be arrogant? Kill them first to avoid the spoils being robbed!"

The Han family's servants relied on the power of the Xiuxian family. They were used to being arrogant and domineering on weekdays. They were all clamoring in dissatisfaction. They had long been dissatisfied with these Yuxu Sect's elite disciples who came out to share the spoils.

In their eyes, Ye Ling and Song Qiong were fish on the chopping board, lambs to be slaughtered, and ready-made spoils! They all had the same idea: so many cultivators in the late stage of Qi training, can't they deal with the two of them?

Ye Ling stood still in the wild, preparing to release the fourth-order deep purple ice rock beast, but unexpectedly found that the two groups of people were fighting fiercely, which made Ye Ling angry and amused.

Song Qiong was also very surprised. She went from being followed and hunted to being a bystander, which made her laugh and cry.

Ye Ling coughed in a deep voice and shouted loudly: "Hey! You continue to fight and exchange skills, I will leave!"

The two groups suddenly realized that they were afraid that Ye Ling and Song Qiong would take the opportunity to escape, so they didn't care about fighting each other and killed them together!

An elite disciple of Yuxu Sect said angrily: "Han's disciples, you must remember this! You have not only offended our Yuxu Sect, but also the great Cao family of immortal cultivation! Miss Cao will not let you go."

The Han family's servant snorted coldly: "Nai Nai, capture them first!"

Seeing the two groups rushing over, shouting and killing, even Song Qiong was unsure and quickly hid behind his master. He wondered if his master's fourth-level spirit beast could withstand the attack of so many people?

Ye Ling saw the right opportunity and slapped the spirit beast bag fiercely, and the fourth-level deep purple ice rock beast came out in response.

In an instant, a purple light flashed in the cold evening breeze, and a spiritual pressure comparable to the initial stage of foundation building immediately shocked everyone!

"Kill!"

Ye Ling briefly sent a divine thought to the deep purple ice rock beast.

The fourth-level ice rock beast threw ice cubes one after another, bombarding the crowd, and those who were hit would die! There were even monks who were swept by the ice chips, either dead or injured, screaming and wailing.

"Oh my god, it's a fourth-level spirit beast! Everyone, run!"

"Go back to the city, go back to the city!"

Just when they were about to flee in fear, Ye Ling shot out a fourth-level snow ferret again and sneered: "It's too late to be afraid now!"

The fourth-level snow ferret turned into a white light and ran at a very fast speed. The ice blade it shot was comparable to the Taoist attack of the cultivators in the early stage of foundation building. How could these soul-losing cultivators in the late stage of Qi training be their opponents!

In a short while, the elite disciples of Yuxu Sect and the disciples of Han Clan suffered heavy casualties. Only a few people crawled back to the west gate of Fengqiao Town and escaped with their lives. They did not dare to stay for a moment and immediately scattered like birds and beasts, and went back to deliver the letter to Cao Zhen and Han Junhong who were listening in Wanbao Pavilion.