Chapter 170: Chapter 170 A Visitor from the Mountains, Mo Luo Dan_1

Xu Fan had drawn spiritual energy from the well, which had greatly replenished his body, and he started to stoke the Dan Fire, continuously pouring it into the small medicine cauldron.

Seeing that the elixir in the small medicine cauldron was gradually taking shape, a satisfied look appeared in Xu Fan’s eyes.

Just at this moment, from atop Yulong Mountain, a roar that shook the forest suddenly erupted.

A red and yellow figure burst from within the woods, shooting into the sky and speeding toward Yulong Temple.

Xu Fan had stirred the nature’s spiritual energy using the Soul Siphoning Technique and, unexpectedly, this had angered a cultivator who was practicing in the mountains.

His voice was extremely robust, infused with endless rage and authority. It seemed he might be using a true-word technique from the Buddhist sects. With a single roar, even the leaves in the forest trembled violently.

Xu Fan’s heart shook violently, and he instantly released his divine sense, probing the enigmatic newcomer.

From the authoritative roar alone, it was clear this person was certainly a cultivator, and a strong one at that, with a power level close to a Martial Arts Grandmaster at the very least.

It was really a case of misfortune raining down; Xu Fan had not yet finished his batch of elixir, and now a powerful cultivator had emerged from the mountain. Xu Fan became highly alert, yet his hands continued to tirelessly fuel the Dan Fire into the small medicine cauldron.

In a place like Earth, where spiritual energy was scarce, finding so many top-notch herbs was incredibly difficult. The Pei Yuan Pill had cost Xu Fan a great deal of herbs and spiritual power and was now in its final stages. Xu Fan could not allow anyone to come and meddle, interrupting his elixir making process.

The roaring in the forest ceased, and the red and yellow figure sped through the woods, arriving before Xu Fan in less than three minutes.

This man, dressed in red clothes and a yellow hat, looked to be in his thirties, with a very ferocious face. His expression as he regarded Xu Fan resembled that of a wolf spotting its prey—filled with ruthlessness.

His name was Mo Luo Dan, a skilled man from the Western Regions. After he came to Zhonghai ten years ago, he took a liking to the mountainous terrain’s energy flow and felt the abundant spiritual energy, so he settled on Yulong Mountain and continued his cultivation.

Today, Xu Fan had opened the array’s eye in Yulong Temple and directly drawn spiritual energy from it, which had thrown the entire Yulong Mountain’s spiritual energy into disarray. Mo Luo Dan, who was at a critical juncture of advancement, had been attempting to absorb a large amount of spiritual energy when he suddenly found that the spiritual energy from the entire mountain was being siphoned by the well in Yulong Temple.

Mo Luo Dan, who had been about to advance and had been almost certain of success, was left hanging due to the lack of spiritual energy. To wait for another insight for advancement would, at the very least, take another two to three years. Thus, he was now filled with anger and desired nothing more than to kill Xu Fan, who had disrupted his cultivation, to quickly alleviate his wrath.

“Was it you who stirred up the nature’s spiritual energy here and disturbed my cultivation?” Mo Luo Dan asked fiercely.

“What does my drawing of spiritual energy have to do with you?” Xu Fan nonchalantly continued to transfer Dan Fire into the medicine cauldron while speaking to Mo Luo Dan.

“Thief! This Yulong Mountain is my territory, Mo Luo Dan, and all its spiritual energy belongs to me alone. Your forcible extraction of spiritual energy has ruined my cultivation, making you my enemy. Today, I will surely ferry you across the sea of suffering and into supreme bliss!” Mo Luo Dan locked eyes with Xu Fan, his teeth clenched in hatred as he spoke.

“Is that so? Since when is Yulong Mountain your territory?” Xu Fan said disdainfully.

“I’m the strongest person on this mountain, so it belongs to me. If anyone disagrees, then I’ll send them to meet the Buddha!” Mo Luo Dan made a praying gesture with one hand as if paying homage to Amitabha, but his face was devoid of compassion and filled instead with intent to kill.

“So the one with the biggest fist is the master of this mountain? Very well, I now declare that everything on this mountain is mine, including you,” Xu Fan waved his hand, pointing at the raging Mo Luo Dan, his eyes filled with disdain as if he were pointing at nothing more than a watch dog in his house.

Mo Luo Dan flew into a rage.

Mo Luo Dan’s date-red robe fluttered without wind, his robust body suddenly shot up into the sky, raising his huge palm, he struck towards Xu Fan.

This was his signature skill, the Vajra Palm Print, which, when chopped down, possessed an unpredictable might akin to that of gods and demons.

Xu Fan saw that his palm was enveloped in a layer of thick golden Qi Force and knew that this man’s strength had reached the peak of the Qi Drawing Realm, allowing him to release Qi Force from parts of his body.

If Xu Fan were in his peak condition, a master of the Qi Drawing Realm would not be a concern. However, Xu Fan had nearly exhausted his Spiritual Energy due to alchemy, and both hands were constantly transferring Dan Fire into the Small Medicine Cauldron, making the situation very unfavorable for him.

To exert his full strength, he needed to pull back his palm from the Small Medicine Cauldron, but if he stopped transferring the Dan Fire, the Pei Yuan Pill about to be completed would be ruined.

Regardless of Xu Fan’s thoughts, Mo Luo Dan’s swiftly moving palm had already arrived at Xu Fan with great speed.

Xu Fan’s eyes emitted a piercing glint. He removed one hand from the Medicine Cauldron, and then collided heavily with Mo Luo Dan’s palm.

With a loud boom, the moment Mo Luo Dan’s palm met Xu Fan’s, a powerful airflow was generated around them, blowing sand and stones about.

Xu Fan’s other hand protectively covered the Small Medicine Cauldron. By now, the Gas Stove underneath had been blown away to who knows where, with only Xu Fan’s hand still tirelessly transferring the Dan Fire into the cauldron.

After this collision, Xu Fan took three steps back before stabilizing his stance. Mo Luo Dan had it much worse, retreating more than ten steps before he thudded down onto the stone-paved ground with his rear.

During the brief moment of their clash, Mo Luo Dan had also seen the Medicine Cauldron in Xu Fan’s embrace. A glint of greed flashed in his eyes as he wrinkled his nose and took a light sniff.

Indeed, it was the scent of top-quality medicinal herbs.

“Kid, were you just absorbing nature’s spiritual energy to concoct elixirs?” Mo Luo Dan asked eagerly, eyeing Xu Fan’s Small Medicine Cauldron.

“None of your damn business!” Xu Fan replied coldly.

“Haha, don’t think that I’m scared of you just because you’re powerful. Hand over the Elixir from the cauldron obediently, and maybe I’ll spare your life. Otherwise, I will have to use my Mo Luo Sect’s forbidden technique to kill you in one fell swoop,” Mo Luo Dan said with a crazed expression on his face.

Although he had failed to advance just now due to Xu Fan disrupting the Spiritual Energy, the scent of the medicinal herbs had made the Spiritual Energy within him stir restlessly, a sensation identical to the one he had felt when he was on the verge of advancing.

If he consumed the elixir concocted in the Medicine Cauldron, Mo Luo Dan believed he would have a great chance to directly advance and become a true Martial Arts Grandmaster.