Chapter Forty-two Reversal of Fortune

  Time flies quickly, Ye Fan and Pang Bo have been studying the law at Ling Yu Cliff for four months. On this day, the Dharma Master bestowed medicine again.

  A small crystal vial, no more than two inches high, with a round bottom diameter of no more than one inch, the liquid medicine inside is really limited.

  This liquid is emerald green and has a special grassy fragrance, it has an extraordinary effect on opening up the bitter sea, and can save practitioners a lot of time and energy. It is said that this liquid is extracted from the essence of 100 kinds of herbs, equivalent to the vital energy stored in the wheel of life in the human body, and is called Baicao Liquid.

  Brush

  The old monk who was passing on the teachings turned into a divine rainbow and rushed to the sky, disappearing in the depths of the Lingxu Cave Heaven in the blink of an eye.

  Ye Fan and Pang Bo were about to leave with the jade bottle, but just then a fifteen or sixteen year old youth walked over, blocking their path, saying: "Lend me two bottles of Hundred Herb Liquid." As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to grab them, not giving the two people any chance to refuse.

  "Who are you and what makes you think you can?" Pang Bo brushed his hand away and stood there, eyeing him sideways.

  Ye Fan saw that the people around him all showed a hint of fear, and they all retreated backward. Looking at the youth's hand, he was holding five or six bottles of Baicao liquid, and immediately understood that this was an unscrupulous act of robbery.

  This fifteen or sixteen year old boy's face fell as soon as he was pushed away by Pong Bo, and he said: "You dare to glare at me?"

  Pang Bo and Ye Fan didn't want to cause trouble, after all the people here were cultivators. They had just arrived at Lingxu Cave Heaven not long ago and didn't want to conflict with others. They took a few steps back and thought about leaving like this.

  "Think you can just slip away quietly? I don't think so!" The young man sneered, grabbing Pang Bo's wrist with one hand and reaching for the Baicao liquid with the other.

  Although Pang Bo's current strength is not as great as Ye Fan's, compared to ordinary cultivators who have not yet achieved the Xuanfa Divine Ability, it can be considered divine power. With a flick of his wrist, he sent the young man flying, causing him to stumble and almost fall to the ground.

  This fifteen or sixteen year old youth was so enraged that he shouted: "Dare to lay hands on me? I'll make sure you three can't get out of bed for three months!"

  At this moment, several 15 or 16-year-old boys squeezed into the crowd. The people around them suddenly showed a look of fear and quickly retreated backwards, as if they knew these few individuals. Each of their hands held six or seven bottles of rubbing alcohol, obviously looted from others.

  These few people quickly surrounded Ye Fan and Pang Bo, the young man who was just refuted by Pang Bo sneered: "Give them a lesson, let them not be able to get out of bed for three months."

  "It's indeed a place with people, there will be grudges and grievances, even monks can't avoid it." Ye Fan said this sentence and didn't say anything else, directly walking forward, a young man just jumped up to him, but was kicked away by him.

  Pang Bo sneered, "You even want to snatch from your own sect? You're really bold and unscrupulous. If I don't teach you a lesson, who knows what evil deeds you'll do in the future?" He struck with an even heavier hand, almost one slap per person, sending all the young men around him flying, instantly turning them into rolling pumpkins.

  "Are you daring to hit me?" The youth who started the trouble, with a swollen cheek, glared fiercely at Ye Fan and Pang Bo, quickly scrambled up, turned around and ran far away, saying: "You wait."

  Unable to communicate with the divine source of power within the wheel of life, cultivators are only stronger than ordinary people, but compared to Ye Fan and Pang Bo, they are like ordinary people.

  At this time, a 14 or 15-year-old boy said to a young man in his early twenties beside him: "Your brother is really a waste. Let him go and weigh it, but the result is so embarrassing."

  A young man in his twenties felt somewhat embarrassed when he heard this, but was wary of the younger boy who was a bit younger than him. He asked with a slightly respectful tone: "Do these two people look like they're worth trying to probe?"

  "It was my uncle who wanted to probe, I heard that these two people seemed to have eaten some kind of divine medicine..." A 14 or 15-year-old boy sneered coldly and said: "Otherwise, I'm not interested in them at all!"

  The young man in his twenties heard this and suddenly felt a chill. He seemed to be extremely afraid of the old man, saying: "Even if it's really a divine medicine, they've all been eaten by these two people long ago. What does Uncle want to do?"

  "My uncle thinks that they should still have a strong medicinal effect in their bodies. Unfortunately, he only recently found out about these two people and is extremely regretful."

  "...next to the young man felt a chill run down his spine, hesitantly asked: "Even if their bodies still retain medicinal properties, can't they be extracted?"

  "Can't extract it directly, won't they bleed out from them?" A fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy smiled coldly, somewhat inconsistent with his age, and said: "At worst, we can just refine their bodies, I think... that's what my uncle meant."

  The young man beside him felt a chill rise in his heart. The old alchemist was notorious for being ruthless and merciless, as one of the elders of Lingxu Cave Heaven, not many people dared to provoke him. Those two boys were targeted by him as medicinal materials, they would definitely be hard-pressed to survive.

  A fourteen or fifteen-year-old youngster spoke as if commanding his subordinates, saying: "That useless younger brother of yours has arrived. You go with him to weigh those two people and see what their physical condition is like. Is it worth my uncle taking them to refine medicine?"

  "Okay, I'll go right away."

  Ye Fan and Pang Bo have been low-key enough, but they still got someone's attention, only they don't know it yet.

  As the two squeezed out of the crowd and were about to leave, they were blocked again. This was a young man in his twenties, with a hint of radiance flowing over his body, clearly he had already cultivated some mysterious techniques and could exhibit partial divine powers.

  "Brother, you must teach them a good lesson!" The young man who had been causing trouble glared viciously at Ye Fan and Pang Bo. The other boys around them also started shouting loudly.

  "Break their arms and legs and throw them into the pond in front to feed the fish."

  "Make them both kneel down and kowtow a thousand times."

  ……

  A group of young men kept shouting and relying on the mountain to humiliate and scold Ye Fan and Pang Bo.

  Ye Fan furrowed his brow at that moment. He wouldn't get angry because of a few young men, but he felt that something was not quite right, as if someone was intentionally targeting them.

  "Why did you two beat up my brother?" The young man's face was as cold as water, staring at Ye Fan and Pang Bo.

  "Which eye of yours saw me beat him up?" Pang Bo's eyebrows were already raised at that time, and the situation had developed to the point where it was impossible to tolerate any longer. Even if he lowered his head and admitted defeat, the other party would still severely deal with them. He naturally saw that the other party was just looking for an excuse.

  "What exactly do you want?" Ye Fan asked directly.

  "You beat up my brother, I naturally want to avenge him." The young man sneered and stepped forward step by step.

  At this moment, many people gathered around, all watching from a distance, no one dared to come forward to persuade him. The disciples under the mountain cliff were almost all newcomers, and they had a fearful intention towards the young man whose body was flowing with a brilliant light.

  "Break their legs and make them kneel there!"

  "Throw it into the lake to feed the fish!"

  Those boys shouted again.

  Brush

  In a flash of light, the young man darted forward like a ghost, his speed reaching an extreme. His palm was crystal clear like jade, and it chopped towards Ye Fan's neck like a knife.

  He didn't use his full strength, thinking that this palm strike would be enough to knock Ye Fan down and make him fall to the ground. However, what he didn't expect was that Ye Fan reacted quickly, retreated two steps, and very naturally dodged it, and even reached out with a "bang" sound to grab his palm.

  "Let go!"

  The young man was somewhat surprised, but he didn't think Ye Fan could pose a threat to him. He thought of using force to fling Ye Fan away. But things once again went beyond his expectations. His fingers felt like they were clamped by pliers, the pain was unbearable, and it was impossible for him to shake off.

  Bang

  At this moment, Pang Bo next to him made a move, and a punch was heavily smashed on the opponent's back, with great force that made people gasp in amazement. The young man's body shook violently, and his mouth corner instantly overflowed with blood.

  As Ye Fan grasped that palm, he swung it around like a scarecrow, violently flinging the opponent up before heavily slamming them to the ground.

  Bang

  Smoke and dust rose, the ground shook violently for a moment, and the young man's radiant glow on his body suddenly disappeared. He let out a miserable cry, spitting out several mouthfuls of fresh blood from his mouth, and his body convulsed.

  The people around were stunned, and they never thought that Ye Fan would knock the young man to the ground, and it was so clean and efficient.

  It's not that this young man is powerless, after all, he has already cultivated some mysterious skills, but he hasn't had the opportunity to show them off. Now Ye Fan can easily lift a giant boulder of several thousand catties with one arm, and it can be said that he possesses the strength of a dragon elephant. Such great power, even ordinary divine skills may not be able to withstand it.

  "It was you who picked a fight and provoked us, we were just defending ourselves. In the end, you even said that we beat you up, well, now let's make it true." Pang Bo was furious and rushed over quickly. Those few young men wanted to run away but were blocked by the surrounding crowd and couldn't escape quickly.

  Bang, bang, bang...

  Pang Bo made a series of swift moves, one kick per person, sending them all tumbling back. Then he pinned them to the ground and started slapping them with his large palms, creating a non-stop cracking sound.

  "What were you guys just saying? Break our hands and feet, throw us into the pond in front to feed the fish. And what else? Let us kneel down and kowtow a thousand times, are you guys tired of living?"

  Pang Bo suddenly went berserk, slapping several people on the ground with a loud slap, causing their noses to swell and their faces to turn blue, like pig heads, wailing continuously.

  "You haven't even cultivated a single feather of the Bird's Down Divine Ability, yet you dare to bully others and act like overlords. You few are truly ignorant of the heights of heaven and the thickness of earth! If I don't properly teach you a lesson today, you'll really think you're immortals!"

  Pang Bo stood up, his feet kicking wildly, and several people on the ground cried out in pain. However, Pang Bo felt refreshed and invigorated, and the more he fought, the more comfortable he became.

  "Say, why target us two?" On the other side, Ye Fan didn't idle around either. With a fierce kick, that young man rolled on the ground again and again, his whole body convulsing, blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

  "If you don't speak, I'll throw you into the pond in front and give you a somersault!" Ye Fan kicked again with great force, sending the young man flying horizontally for about 8 or 9 meters.

  Pang Bo's face lit up when he heard this, and he exclaimed, "Great idea!" He then squatted down and with his incredible strength lifted five or six youths at the same time, heading towards the lotus pond in front of them.

  "Don't! Let us go quickly!"

  "Help! Murder!"

  "Please let us go quickly!"

  Pang Bo ignored them and picked them up one by one, throwing them violently into the lotus pond. There was a lot of mud inside, and under Pang Bo's powerful injection, these people were all upside down, inserted into the muddy space.

  "Don't make it cost lives..." Ye Fan reminded.

  "It doesn't matter, these few wastes have already set foot on the path of immortality. Although they haven't cultivated the Xuanfa divine ability yet, their physical constitution is much stronger than ordinary people, at least they can hold their breath for half an hour."

  "Are you going to talk or not? Do you want to get knocked down like an onion too?" Ye Fan kicked the young man on the ground flying again.

  Pang Bo walked over with big strides and said: "Just knock him out directly, don't waste words on him, see if he'll say anything in the end."

  Ye Fan saw that the other party still didn't loosen up, and without saying anything else, he suddenly threw himself forward with great force.

  The people around were stunned, what a great divine power this was! More than 40 or 50 meters away from the lotus pond, Ye Fan threw out a big living person like throwing a long spear.

  "Hmm"

  In fact, the young man was like a long spear, straight and inserted into the muddy ground, with more than half of his body submerged, leaving only a pair of small legs struggling and kicking outside.

  "Pervert!"

  "What kind of monster is this? It looks gentle and quiet, but it's only around 11 or 12 years old, how can it have such enormous strength?!"

  ……

  The people around were stunned and then discussed it, but everyone felt quite relieved. Those people were so arrogant just now, they deserved to be taught a lesson like that.

  Suddenly, the crowd in the distance quickly parted to make way for a few strangers. A fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy with a gloomy face slowly walked towards here, followed by several young men in their twenties and thirties, whose bodies were all shining with a flowing light.

  "This is Han Changlao's great-grandson, named Han Feiyu..."

  His uncle was also an elder and was said to be a master of alchemy.

  "Shut up! Don't talk about him, beware of trouble coming from your mouth!"

  ……

  A fourteen or fifteen-year-old youth, Han Feiyu, walked slowly forward with a gloomy face and said to Ye Fan and Pang Bo: "You think Lingxuan Cave Heaven is what kind of place? You dare to commit murder in public without any scruples. Do you really think you are the law enforcement elder?"

  Ye Fan and Pang Bo didn't pay attention to him, almost ignoring him, and turned to look at the lotus pond.

  Han Feiyu's face turned even darker, and he said to the four people beside him: "Don't let them get in my way again!"

  Ye Fan turned around and said: "Your tone is not small, it seems that you have been instructing behind the scenes all along. There's nothing to say, today I will turn you upside down."

  Han Feiyu's eyes shot out two cold glows upon hearing this, and he muttered to himself in a voice that was barely audible: "It seems I can only send Uncle two corpses..."