Let's just drift through life together in this quick transmigration story.

Chapter 772 The Only Pure White Jasmine Flower in the Cultivation World (18)

After achieving his goal, Xiong Bufan was too lazy to act out a scene of filial piety with Zhihan. He stuffed the fairy fruit on the table into his mouth and then left.

Zhihan lay on the bed with lifeless eyes. It was already quite an achievement to have survived another day at the hands of the female demon.

Elder Li strolled in leisurely. "Lord Zhihan, this?"

"I was coerced, so you'd better give up your spectator's mentality."

Elder Li laughed heartily, "I see. Do you need my help?"

"Go and prepare some medicine to enhance my spiritual energy; I need it."

Elder Li, seeing Zhihan's expression, knew he was serious, and his smile vanished. "Are you serious?"

"Yes."

Elder Li shrugged and said, "I never study that kind of thing, but I'll show you a way."

You should be able to find it near the auction house at the foot of the mountain; after all, the Spirit Transformation Elixir is an evil substance.

Zhihan said righteously, "To deal with a demon, we must use special methods. Ultimately, we must be responsible for the people and the immortal sects."

Elder Li simply smiled upon hearing this and remained silent.

Zhihan was quite tired after all that running around, so she lay down on the bed to rest.

Without a flashy entrance like a float, Xiong Bufan was too lazy to leave the Yitian Sect.

However, she could wander around the Yitian Sect and, ideally, find a wealthy disciple to rob.

After all, if you can't even compete for one palace, how can you compete for all the sects in the world? Great things start with small things.

The disciples of the Yitian Sect had all been instructed to stay away from the reincarnation of the Twilight God of War, whom they had found. So when the junior disciples saw Xiong Bufan, they bowed and left in a hurry without lingering.

Xiong Bufan: "They used passive-aggressive tactics on me, but I was magnanimous and forgave them."

Kongkong didn't quite trust Xiong Bufan. She always felt that Xiong Bufan was up to no good, either taking money or robbing people.

The Yitian Sect perfectly matches the legendary description of immortal sects: cranes flying everywhere, high mountains and flowing water, magnificent palaces and pavilions, and immortals flying in the sky on swords.

Each deity has their own separate mountain, and each mountain has its own palace and disciples.

Xiong Bufan flew towards the nearest palace and soon arrived at its entrance. The palace plaque bore four large characters: "Sun and Moon Temple."

“Extraordinary, this is the Temple of the Bright God.”

"I know."

Xiong Bufan looked up at the plaque again, threw the horizontal knife, and chopped the plaque in half.

This is nobody's fault but the writer's poor skill in separating the sun and moon radicals in the character "明".

The sound of the plaque falling to the ground attracted many junior disciples, who instantly surrounded Xiong Bufan.

"Fairy, what are you doing?"

The disciples didn't really want to intervene, because if they injured the reincarnation of the Twilight God of War, their master would definitely punish them.

Now all I can do is threaten with a knife; I'll avoid physical violence if possible.

Xiong Bufan: "I'm here to rob you."

Xu Xi: "Fairy, if you need anything, just tell me and I'll send it to you later."

Xiong Bufan: "Are you all so infatuated with my good looks that you willingly offered yourselves to me?"

Xu Xi remained silent. The reincarnation of the Twilight God of War that he had just found wasn't very bright, but he felt like he had heard that phrase somewhere before.

One of the disciples recognized Xiong Bufan. "Are you that fiend who robs immortal sects everywhere?"

Xiong Bufan: "You're the devil, your whole family are devils."

They hadn't noticed when they returned, but now the disciples recognized Xiong Bufan's appearance, and their killing intent surged as they drew their swords.

A demon should be killed by everyone.

Xiong Bufan added several more layers of particle protection to himself and began to persuade, "Don't you feel ashamed that so many of you are ganging up on me?"

"this?"

Xiong Bufan felt that what he had learned could finally be put to practical use, and encouraged, he continued, "I was walking on the street and didn't provoke you, but you came to beat and kill me. What's the difference between this and breaking into a weak woman's house to rob her?"

You've all wasted your spiritual practice, doing such immoral things.

Xu Xi: "Everyone, cover your ears and don't listen to this devil's sophistry."

Disciples: "Yes, senior brother."

Xiong Bufan was surprised that these people weren't fooled at all, and she was a little unhappy. It was unbelievable that there were people in the world as smart as her.

The disciples formed a sword formation, unleashed their ultimate moves, and prepared to capture Xiong Bufan.

Xiong Bufan pulled a pistol from his pocket and fired, "biu, biu, biu!"

The disciples had never seen anything like this before, and they quickly used their immortal power to defend themselves. However, the bullets passed right through them, and Xiong Bufan shot several disciples down with just a few shots.

Disciple: "You demon!"

Xiong Bufan blew on the muzzle of his gun and said, "If you're bad, practice more. Don't resent your opponent for being strong; that's what weak people do."

Kongkong: "Bufan, you're right."

Xiong Bufan: "I think so too."

The disciples blushed with shame at Xiong Bufan's words and lay on the ground. Were they really that bad?

Xiong Bufan swaggered into the gates of the Mingshen Temple. It was truly wonderful to be able to use interstellar weapons in the cultivation world.

The facilities in the Ming Temple were somewhat inferior to those in the Chaomu Temple, but there were still some good things. Xiong Bufan even peeled off the plaster from the temple walls, intending to sell it for money in another world.

Wherever Xiong Bufan has robbed, leaving you with only plaster is a sign of his generosity.

Kongkong: "Not ordinary. The owner of this house is Wu De, who is still in seclusion."

"Oh, I'll have a go at him later."

Don't underestimate the speed at which the disciples of the Yitian Sect can deliver the message. In just a short while, the entrance to the Mingshen Palace was surrounded by disciples of the sect, each holding a variety of weapons.

When Xiong Bufan came out, he knew he was surrounded, but he wasn't worried. He just went to the next temple.

The disciples rained attacks on Xiong Bufan as if they were free, but the attacks were neutralized before they even touched him.

It couldn't harm Xiong Bufan in the slightest.

After half a day, only one particle shield was damaged, so Xiong Bufan replaced it with a new one.

One palace after another was looted by Xiong Bufan. His disciples tried to attack, but also formed a defensive formation to stop him.

As a result, the opponent was unharmed after the attack, and the formation was destroyed by the opponent wielding a strange weapon.

Nothing could be more devastating; the disciples were on the verge of collapse from their attacks.

Sometimes Xiong Bufan would mock them, without saying a word, just giving them a disdainful look.

The disciples couldn't accept it and began to seek help from their master.

Upon learning that their home had been robbed, Zhi Ran and Wu De flew out of their seclusion and headed straight for Xiong Bufan's location, fearing that Xiong Bufan would destroy the Yitian Sect.

"You audacious demon, stop!"

Xiong Bufan disliked being called a demon, so he reached into his spatial storage, retrieved his light energy particle cannon, aimed it at the two of them, and fired it directly.