Chapter 4243 City Lord Luo Jiuhe

“Let’s go!” Jin Sanyuan was a man of few words, only uttering two, but Ye Bufan understood his intention.

“Senior Brother, be careful.” After saying that, he turned and ran forward again. About fifteen minutes later, Ye Bufan was getting further and further from the battlefield; the surroundings were silent, completely quiet.

He let out another long sigh. Now that the two major powerhouses he had provoked, Poison Prince and Blood Hand Yuan Emperor, had appeared, there should be no one else.

But just as he relaxed, another figure appeared before him—a Middle-aged Man dressed in luxurious clothes.

This man’s aura was powerful, and the pressure he exuded was much stronger than that of the Poison Prince and Blood Hand Yuan Emperor before him.

Ye Bufan was a bit bewildered, not knowing who this person was, but he was certain he had never seen him before. Since the person had arrived and blocked his path, he would have to face him eventually.

“May I ask, Senior, do you have something for me?” The Middle-aged Man in luxurious clothes smiled slightly: “I do have something to discuss with you. Let me introduce myself, this old man is Luo Jiuhe, the City Lord of Fallen Leaf City.” Ye Bufan frowned slightly, his mind racing.

“So it’s City Lord. May I ask what business you have with me? It wouldn’t be about the auction, would it?” According to what the guards had said before, the City Lord of Fallen Leaf City was a powerhouse of Yuandi Eighth Grade. What would such a person want with him?

Could it be that he wanted to commit a robbery? Was it for the treasures he had bid on, or did he want to snatch the chaotic sacred crystal in his hand?

Even if he had acted like an upstart, as a City Lord, he shouldn't be interested in his small fortune.

But besides that, he couldn't think of any other reason why the other party would seek him out. Although he had many treasures, he hadn't revealed any of them.

“Hahaha, Little fellow, do you think this old man is coveting the things you bought at the auction, or the chaotic sacred crystal in your hand?” Luo Jiuhe seemed to have read his mind and laughed,

“Don’t worry, this old man runs an auction house, and we value our reputation. We would never engage in such underhanded tactics. Besides, those things of yours aren’t worth my attention; they’re not worth snatching at all.” As he said this, Ye Bufan’s heart didn’t relax at all; instead, he had a bad premonition.

“Then what is it for, Senior?” Luo Jiuhe smiled: “The one you left at the inn in Fallen Leaf City earlier was a Clone, wasn’t it?”

“This…” Ye Bufan was a bit surprised and hesitated for a moment, not expecting the other party to be so interested in him.

Luo Jiuhe didn't wait for his answer and spoke to himself: “As a mere Yuan Venerable, you dared to provoke Poison Prince and Tu Hong at the auction, which piqued this old man’s interest. Not knowing where your confidence came from, I paid a little more attention. I originally thought you were hiding in the inn and wouldn’t dare to come out, but then you suddenly disappeared, and that’s when I realized it was just a Clone. I must say, your Clone truly shocked this old man; its aura was indistinguishable from your main body. This is the first time this old man has seen such a Clone technique.” Ye Bufan swallowed: “It’s a trivial skill, not worth mentioning.” Luo Jiuhe continued: “Also, what made this old man curious is how your main body escaped from Fallen Leaf City without me noticing, and how both Poison Prince and Tu Hong were fooled by you. The entire Fallen Leaf City is under my surveillance, and there were no Formation fluctuations, which means you didn’t use a teleportation Formation. After much thought, there’s only one possibility: you possess an extremely powerful hidden Cultivation Technique that can conceal your aura, preventing others from discovering you, even if this old man’s cultivation is so much stronger than yours, I can’t do it.” Hearing him say this, cold sweat had already seeped onto Ye Bufan’s forehead. He had to admit, this old fellow was extremely cunning and his conjectures were spot on.

“It seems I was right,” Luo Jiuhe said,

“This old man has no other business with you; I just want to examine your Clone Cultivation Technique and your concealment Cultivation Technique. Of course, I won’t look for free; I can offer a million chaotic sacred crystals as compensation.” Although this old fellow was all smiles, Ye Bufan didn’t believe a single word he said.

Leaving aside that One Qi Transforming into Three Pure Ones and Chaotic Holy Scripture must never be revealed, even if he handed them over, he would probably lose his life the moment he did.

But if he didn't hand them over, with such a vast difference in strength, he probably wouldn't be able to escape at all. He looked back, but there was no movement from the direction he came from; clearly, Jin Sanyuan and Ning Cailing had not yet finished their battle.

“Little fellow, it seems you’re a bit unwilling. In that case, let’s go back and discuss it slowly.” Luo Jiuhe seemed to fear that a prolonged situation would lead to complications. He reached out and grabbed him, intending to take him back to his territory for a slow interrogation.

In his mind, as long as he took this Young man away, those two peerless Cultivation Techniques would be his for the taking.

This was Ye Bufan’s first time facing a Yuandi Eighth Grade. Under the immense pressure from the opponent, let alone escaping, even moving was a luxury, and it was even more impossible to hide in the Dragon King Palace.

Strength, everything was about strength! It seemed his strength was still too low! He felt annoyed, yet helpless, and could only passively accept his fate.

But just then, his body suddenly felt light, and he actually dodged the grab. Luo Jiuhe was stunned; he clearly hadn't expected his certain strike to miss.

He turned his head to look, and saw that Ye Bufan was already a hundred zhang away, and in front of him stood an old man with white hair and a hunched figure, who was none other than Ku Xuzi, the Sect Master of Yunhai Sect.

“Old Man Ku, so it’s you!” Having been in the First Layer of the Chaotic Saint Realm for so many years, Luo Jiuhe naturally recognized Ku Xuzi, and at the same time, he didn't take the other party seriously.

He usually looked like a struggling old man, and his cultivation was only Yuandi Sixth Grade. Such a person was not worth his serious attention.

As for Yunhai Sect, there was no need to mention it; it had declined to the extreme. The entire Sect only had three people; how could it still be considered a Sect?

“Hurry up and scram! Don’t meddle in other people’s business here, or this City Lord won’t be polite.” Ku Xuzi shook his head: “Isn’t it good to enjoy your life honestly in Fallen Leaf City? You shouldn’t have touched my Disciple, and you shouldn’t be so greedy!”

“So he’s your Disciple, but what of it? If this old man fancies him, then quickly hand him over, or I’ll destroy your Yunhai Sect!” Luo Jiuhe’s words were extremely domineering. In his view, he had the capital to be domineering, after all, being a Yuandi Eighth Grade, why would he care about a fallen Sect?

“Don’t be too arrogant, or you’ll die quickly. Since you’re looking for death, this old man will send you on your way.” After Ku Xuzi finished speaking, he lightly slapped out a palm.

Originally, Luo Jiuhe was still full of arrogance, not taking the other party seriously at all, but when he felt the power of this palm, his expression instantly changed drastically.

“Yuandi Ninth Grade, how is this possible!” With a cry of alarm, he quickly met the attack with all his might. The two palms collided, and with a crisp crack, his arm directly turned into a mist of blood, and his entire body flew backward.

At this moment, Luo Jiuhe’s eyes were wide, filled with terror. He never expected that Ku Xuzi, who had always seemed unremarkable, was actually playing the pig to eat the tiger, possessing such immense strength.