Ye Lan and Yun Qingwan, along with the others, never expected to meet Lin Tian again in this desolate mountain after just parting ways. The group was overjoyed. Yun Qingwan’s face was beaming with joy, her beautiful eyes shining brightly, appearing the most excited of all. The fear invoked by Leng Fengdian and other Cultivators from Snake Scorpion Valley vanished instantly. "Why is Second Master together with Leng Fengdian and others?" Yun Qingwan was both excited and puzzled. Ye Lan and the others were also astonished and confused. With Lin Tian present, they were unafraid of Leng Fengdian. At this moment, Lin Tian stepped forward. "Jian Wufeng, if I can’t help but crush this ant, you wouldn’t mind, would you?" Leng Fengdian’s sinister eyes glanced at Lin Tian, and he sneered at Jian Wufeng, "It’s been a long time since I’ve seen such a clueless ant!" "A corpse, it depends on who the dead person is!" Jian Wufeng looked coldly at Lin Tian, then shook his head and said, "Handle it well, don’t cause other troubles, it doesn’t matter! But, don’t harm anyone from the Tianlan Sect! Or anyone from the East Continent Cultivation Realm, otherwise, I won’t be able to answer for it!" Leng Fengdian chuckled sinisterly, turned to look at Lin Tian, seemingly ready to make a move. But at that moment, a sudden angry shout erupted from the mountaintop. "Jian Wufeng, Leng Fengdian, you’re seeking death!" This angry shout, akin to rolling waves, carried terrifying momentum, sweeping down from the mountaintop. Two figures flew down from the cliff above. Seeing the newcomers, both Leng Fengdian and Jian Wufeng’s expressions changed. Leng Fengdian squinted his eyes slightly, then regained his composure. His gaze flickered with various intentions, unclear what he was thinking, not showing much panic due to Pang Jinglong’s arrival. On the contrary, Jian Wufeng, seemed a bit panicked. "Jian Wufeng, you’re really something!" Pang Jinglong, accompanied by Xiao Changkong, stepped forward, spotting Lin Tian standing aside from a distance, his face quivered slightly, heart pounding, a chill spreading down his spine. What relieved Pang Jinglong greatly was that Ye Lan and Yun Qingwan were still unharmed. If Yun Qingwan got into trouble, it would cause chaos across the East Continent. Who knows if Lin Tian might erupt in fury because of that? Seeing Pang Jinglong furious, Jian Wufeng took a deep breath, stepped forward respectfully, and said, "I am with Feng Dian, my master is aware of it!" "Humph! Aware? How does that matter!" Pang Jinglong snorted coldly, shouted, "But he knew you intended to capture an innocent girl to be used as a cultivation tool? This is purely an act of the Demon Path! Previously, some actions by Leng Fengdian weren’t too excessive, so we turned a blind eye! But now, you intend to target Yun Qingwan of the Tianlan Sect. Do you want to drag our Wenxin Valley and even the entire Sword Saint Mountain into this?" Upon hearing this, Jian Wufeng was stunned, full of disbelief. Leng Fengdian was also puzzled. "Elder Pang, isn’t your statement a bit too serious?" Jian Wufeng slightly bowed again, then opened his mouth and said, "The Tianlan Sect in our East Continent Cultivation Realm is nothing noteworthy. How could it possibly threaten us? Not to mention this Yun Qingwan, who is considered a waste in cultivation. However, she possesses a special Xuanyin Qi, which is more precious for our cultivation than top-grade spirit stones! If not utilized, it would be a mere waste!" "Tianlan Sect is nothing?" Pang Jinglong’s face quivered, legs nearly buckling, he gasped heavily, shouted, "Do you know who the first place at this East Continent Martial Arts Gathering is?" "Elder Pang, if there are no surprises, it should be Bu Sheng!" Seeing Pang Jinglong’s anger intensify, Jian Wufeng was puzzled, somewhat nervous and uncertain, "But what does the first place of the Martial Arts Conference have to do with the Tianlan Sect and Yun Qingwan?" Pang Jinglong gritted his teeth, angrily said, "The relation is, this time the first place in the Martial Arts Conference is Yun Qingwan! Bu Sheng couldn’t even withstand one move from her!" Jian Wufeng and Leng Fengdian were shocked on the spot, faces filled with disbelief. "Elder Pang, isn’t there a mistake in this?" Jian Wufeng found it hard to believe that the much-talked-about cultivation waste Yun Qingwan in the East Continent could claim first place in the Martial Arts Conference. It sounded downright absurd. To Jian Wufeng, it must be a mistake. Pang Jinglong wished he could slap Jian Wufeng flying, but considering he was a rare talent from Wenxin Valley, one of the Ten Great Talents of Sword Saint Mountain, he was here to protect people, not kill them. So he restrained his anger and said, "You think this old man is senile? Now, apologize to Master Ye and Miss Yun!" Jian Wufeng was taken aback, frowned slightly, never having apologized or shown weakness since rising in Wenxin Valley as a leading talent and joining the Ten Great Talents. Even if he could, his pride wouldn’t allow it. After slight hesitation, Jian Wufeng gritted his teeth and said, "Elder Pang, since you say Yun Qingwan claimed the first place in the Martial Arts Conference, then she is part of Sword Saint Mountain now. Which sect did she join? Could it be she became a disciple of Wenxin Valley? If so, as her Senior Brother, an apology isn’t impossible!" "You know Miss Yun’s talent? Whose disciple she is? Humph, our Sword Saint Mountain isn’t qualified to teach her!" Pang Jinglong pointed at Jian Wufeng, sternly shouted, "Apologize, or I won’t be able to save you!" As he spoke, Pang Jinglong’s gaze fell on Lin Tian nearby, feeling uneasy. "Not a disciple of Sword Saint Mountain?" Jian Wufeng widened his eyes, then frowned, "Elder Pang, you’re asking me to apologize for an outsider? And does my master know about this? Giving away such a talent is outrageous!" "Senior Brother Jian, I think it would be best if you apologize quickly!" Xiao Changkong urged, his face anxious. "Hahaha... Such a talent, not utilized by Sword Saint Mountain, is ludicrous!" Suddenly, Leng Fengdian laughed aloud, "In that case, why don’t I, Leng Fengdian, take her away?" Lin Tian raised his head to squint at Leng Fengdian, coldly said, "The entire Snake Scorpion Valley wouldn’t be enough to accompany you in the grave!" "Damn ant! You’re asking for trouble!" Enraged at being reprimanded by Lin Tian in front of so many people, Leng Fengdian was about to strike. "Leng Fengdian, are you pretending I don’t exist?" Pang Jinglong was truly infuriated, stepped forward to slap Leng Fengdian flying. But just then, a sudden surge of crashing sounds like waves resounded in mid-air. Immediately, a dense black fog surged, a ghastly white skull descended from the sky, with a thump, meeting Pang Jinglong’s hand. Pang Jinglong was immediately flung far into the distance! Official source is novel·fiɾe·net Shouting angrily, Pang Jinglong looked up into the sky. "Hehe, you can kill, but don’t ruin our plans!" A sinister voice emerged from the black fog in mid-air, then two figures cloaked in black robes stepped down. Seeing the two figures appear, Pang Jinglong’s expression changed drastically, shouting, "Corpse Soul Mountain envoys!"