Ye Bufan had a low-quality flying dagger magical artifact.
It was even worse than a low-grade one.
That was all.
Ten years ago, he had even been envied for it and nearly killed for the loot.
Under normal circumstances, even a Foundation Establishment stage rogue cultivator would already be remarkable to have a medium-grade magical artifact, and only Foundation Establishment stage cultivators in major sects had high-grade ones.
As for top-grade ones, that was a different matter altogether.
They had to belong to nouveau riche spendthrifts or geniuses like Chu Zixue, whose cultivation was profound.
“You’re the cultivator who had previously achieved supreme-grade Foundation Establishment?!”
Lu Luo’s face went pale in disbelief.
After searching high and low, that person had actually been right under her nose.
She only felt that it was absurd beyond belief.
An old man cultivating Blood Spirit Art had not only failed to die of old age but had instead quietly succeeded in Foundation Establishment, and even formed a supreme-grade dao foundation!
If this got out, it would be enough to shock the Heavenly Demon Sect.
Cultivating Blood Spirit Art simply could not possibly result in a supreme-grade dao foundation.
“I’ll give you two choices: either die, or acknowledge me as your master.”
Ye Bufan said coldly, no longer enduring in silence as before.
In truth, he really wanted to kill this woman.
But ordinary demonic cultivators all had things like soul tablets, and once they died, the upper echelons would notice immediately.
Now that he was in a wolf den, the risk of killing her was too great.
“Acknowledge you as my master? So what if you’re supreme-grade Foundation Establishment? You’ve only just entered Foundation Establishment, and no matter how strong you are, you can’t be stronger than me!”
Lu Luo’s face reddened with anger, and she slapped her storage bag, sending out a small green sword.
Another high-grade magical artifact!
Its cold gleam was chilling, and once it appeared, even Ye Bufan felt the temperature in the courtyard drop quite a bit.
“A flying sword with ice attributes?”
Ye Bufan’s eyes lit up.
“Go!”
Lu Luo gave a sharp cry, and the flying sword, like a green dragon, lunged toward Ye Bufan.
At the same time, she formed a seal with one hand, and a serpent head roiling with demonic qi appeared.
This was a spell.
The burden seemed great, and Lu Luo’s pretty face grew even paler.
In the blink of an eye.
The serpent head swelled several times over, its power terrifying as it crazily lunged at Ye Bufan, snapping at him.
“A demonic cultivator is still a demonic cultivator. She almost drained herself dry just by casting a spell.”
Ye Bufan shook his head; if he cast that spell, it would be about the same as drinking a powerful tonic.
He raised his hand and unleashed more than a dozen Fireball Techniques.
Each one was as big as a water vat, and the rising heat instantly engulfed the serpent head and the flying sword.
In just a moment.
The flying sword was scorched back repeatedly, and the demonic qi serpent head gradually dissipated amid shrieks.
“How is that possible?!”
Lu Luo widened her eyes; her flying sword and spell had actually been easily blocked by Fireball Technique!
Ye Bufan’s magic power seemed even more terrifying than she had imagined; not only was it abundant, but its quality was far superior to hers.
“Is this supreme-grade Foundation Establishment?”
Lu Luo felt both admiration and jealousy; once one had just entered Foundation Establishment, one was naturally far stronger than cultivators of the same rank.
Even without a magical artifact, he could suppress her with terrifying magic power.
Of course.
What she did not know was that Ye Bufan was not supreme-grade Foundation Establishment, but Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment.
The former could never have been this outrageous.
“Swish!”
With a flick of his finger, Ye Bufan sent a Wind Blade slicing toward Lu Luo’s limbs.
Since he could not kill her, crippling her should not be a problem.
“I-I acknowledge you as my master!”
Lu Luo was greatly alarmed. She was controlling the flying sword and casting a spell, leaving her with no energy to use the Azure Smoke Shield to defend herself.
However, the Wind Blade kept coming.
“I have many techniques, spells, and pills on me. I’ll give you anything!”
Ye Bufan remained expressionless and unmoved.
“You need me to help you escape! Demonic Sword Peak has already been sealed off, and the upper echelons have sent people to look for you, the supreme-grade Foundation Establishment cultivator!”
Lu Luo said in terror.
Ye Bufan’s expression finally changed. He waved away the Wind Blade and stared fixedly at Lu Luo. “What do you mean? The upper echelons of the Heavenly Demon Sect discovered me?”
“After you succeeded in Foundation Establishment, you leaked a trace of an omen. The upper echelons have already noticed it. They have confirmed the approximate location, but they do not know exactly who it is.”
Lu Luo said tremblingly, still shaken.
“…”
Ye Bufan fell silent.
This was something he had not foreseen, and it had directly thrown his escape plan into chaos.
“If a supreme-grade Foundation Establishment appears, he would receive focused nurturing wherever he went, and if he were discovered, some old monster would probably take him in as a disciple.”
“It sounded like a good thing, but…”
The Heavenly Demon Sect was a treasure land to him, but Ye Bufan truly did not want to stay here. Facing a bunch of fiends, how could he possibly feel safe?
“Becoming a Heavenly Demon Sect disciple could only be a choice made out of necessity; for now, he still had to find a way to escape.”
Ye Bufan looked at Lu Luo and said coldly, “Hand over your soul blood!”
Lu Luo gritted her silver teeth, and a drop of purple blood appeared between her brows.
Ye Bufan made a grabbing motion and took away the soul blood.
From that moment on.
Lu Luo’s life and death rested on a single thought of his.
Then Ye Bufan began sorting through the spoils right in front of her.
There were two high-grade magical artifacts: the green flying sword and the Azure Smoke Shield.
Just these two items greatly increased Ye Bufan’s combat power.
The storage bag also contained dozens of medium-grade talismans, more than three hundred low-grade spirit stones, several Foundation Establishment pills, the “Demonic Path Spell Compendium,” and two Foundation Establishment techniques.
Watching Ye Bufan put away the treasures she had collected over many years, Lu Luo felt as if her heart were bleeding.
She never expected that in just one night, a prisoner would become the master, while she became the prisoner!
The contrast was simply too great.
Ye Bufan erased Lu Luo’s spiritual sense from the flying sword and the Azure Smoke Shield, refined them for a while, and only felt satisfied once he could wield them as if they were extensions of his own arms.
The green flying sword was called the Cold Abyss Sword.
It could freeze and paralyze enemies, and it also carried a deadly poison.
The Azure Smoke Shield was purely for Defense, but unlike ordinary ones, it could transform into various forms and fully protect the body.
This was very rare among magical artifacts.
If Lu Luo’s spiritual sense had not been too weak to control only one magical artifact, Ye Bufan would have had to spend some effort to break through the Defense.
“Demon Origin Art, a middle-level Foundation Establishment technique that devoured others’ blood essence for cultivation…”
“Bright Moon Art, a middle-level Foundation Establishment technique that inhaled and exhaled the essence of the sun and moon…”
Ye Bufan frowned and ultimately gave up.
It was not that the level was the issue, but that the side effects of these two demonic arts were too weak; if he cultivated them, who knew when he would ever break through to Core Formation?
What pleasantly surprised him was the “Demonic Path Spell Compendium.”
Inside were dozens of low-level spells, six middle-level spells, and two high-level spells.
“Demon Dragon Art, a high-level spell, transforms into a demon dragon. At mastery, it can wound Foundation Establishment perfection, but the price is capturing the soul of a flood dragon; a serpent will do as well.”
“Side effect: the demon dragon must be fed your own blood essence every day to strengthen the spell, and there is a risk of severe cultivation loss. Cultivate with caution.”
“Blood Escape Art: a high-level spell that can greatly increase one’s speed for a short time.”
“Side effect: it burns blood essence and magic power, and after use, one’s essence, energy, and spirit are badly damaged.”
Ye Bufan’s face broke into a smile.
Exactly!
That was exactly what he wanted!
I could not stand a day without side effects.
I felt terrible all over!
After using the system to reverse the side effects, the two spells changed.
It completely defied common sense.
『Demon Dragon Art, Negative reversal: the more blood essence the host contributes each day, the stronger the spell becomes, and the host’s cultivation advances dramatically!』
『Blood Escape Art, Negative reversal: burn blood essence and magic power, and after use, one’s essence, energy, and spirit surge greatly!』
“With this, my combat power has completely risen. I can even fight Foundation Establishment stage level five or six cultivators.”
“And… with Blood Escape Art, my ability to run away has reached a new height!”
Ye Bufan had a steady temperament and always followed the rule of going all out to kill his opponent and erase the evidence if he could win, or running immediately if he could not.
As long as he ran fast enough.
Even Core Formation big shots would have to eat his dust.