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Chapter 558 – Peach of Immortality

“Be careful!”

Her Witch Equipment was a long hook. After launching her attack, she would be able to use it to lock onto the opponent’s magical equipment and weapons.

Unexpectedly, this ray of light was extremely soft, Lan Ying’s magic tool had clearly caught this ray of light that had suddenly appeared, but the light had lightly circled the long hook once, causing her to be unable to stop it.

With just that single move, Lan Ying no longer had the time to make a move to stop him. That streak of light landed on Jia He’s body and coiled around him, binding him tightly.

However, Jia He’s wind cone continued smashing towards him. Jia He couldn’t avoid it and could only watch as his body was pierced, pierced, and torn apart by the wind cone until his consciousness fell into the abyss.

In this moment of life and death, the tacit understanding shown by the two unknown human cultivators was simply amazing. This joint attack of the two not only resolved the three cultivators’ predicament of being surrounded and dying, but also successfully killed one of their opponents. This allowed the two sides to immediately regain their balance.

This time, Yang Junshan did not even need to be asked by Old Poison and Lan Ying to stand undeuge peach tree that was over thirty meters away. After the cultivator that broke out of the encirclement retracted his wind cone, his entire face looked pale white, and he appeared to be in a sorry state.

Yang Junshan calmly took two steps forward, and already walked to the side of the cultivator, standing shoulder-to-shoulder with him to face the opposing Lan Ying and Old Poison Alien Cultivator.

The cultivator straightened his back, turned his head and looked at Yang Junshan, then said: “We suffered a loss this time, you took all the advantages.”

Yang Junshan said with a stern expression: “Brother, your words are wrong, and I have not personally witnessed it, how do you know that I have obtained all the benefits?”

The cultivator was indignant, “You, this guy, you are clearly taking advantage of us, and yet you still behave. In this Red Mist Mountain, other than a few allied Alien Cultivator, you and I are the only ones left. Who else could it be other than you?”

Yang Junshan replied: “How do you know that the only human cultivator in this Red Mist Mountain is you and me, and that you have personally seen us before? Furthermore, your lives have been saved by me. If I were to pretend to be deaf and mute, your brother would be dead even if I were to die.

The cultivator immediately said in a low voice, aggrieved, “How is there no justice? The benefits are all in vain. Saying a few words makes one unable to speak. Ah, right, what’s your name?”

Yang Junshan did not know whether this person was truly heartless, or if he was just pretending, but he still replied: “I am Yang Junshan from Yuzhou!”

“Someone from the Yuzhou,” The cultivator appeared to not believe him. This place was clearly closer to the Liang Zhou, but it was still far away, but he nodded his head in confusion and said: “I am jusogue cultivator.”

Yang Junshan naturally noticed the doubt in the Adept Qing Feng’s eyes, but he was too lazy to explain, but after hearing him call himself a “wandering cultivator”, he seriously sized him up.

When the Adept Qing Feng was being attacked by Lan Ying and the other two Alien Cultivator s, Yang Junshan had personally witnessed it. To be able to hold on for so long under the combined assault of the three Alien Cultivator s, even if it was any other great sect’s Successor Disciples, they could only do so.

At least, Yang Junshan had thought that he wouldn’t be able to hold on against the combined attacks of the three Alien Cultivator s just now. Of course, if Yang Junshan’s cultivation had also advanced to Profound Constellation Realm, that would be another story.

“Are you two done yet?”

Seeing that Yang Junshan had reunited with the Adept Qing Feng, the two of them started chatting as if there was no one around. Lan Ying and the Old Poison’s face became even gloomier, and in the end, Lan Ying could no longer hold herself back, and shouted out loud to interrupt the two of them.

The two of them were slightly stunned as they looked at the two Alien Cultivator s opposite them. Then, they heard Lan Ying ask in a low voice, “Who exactly killed Yuan Kong?”

Although the two of them had coordinated the killing of Demonic Cultivator Jia He in one go, when they met each other, they did not even know each other’s names. It was obvious that the two of them were not from the same group.

A matter that had originally been a given was now unfolding. A small group of five had now lost three members, and the ownership of the item became uncertain.

Yang Junshan and Qing Feng looked at each other, but neither of them seemed to have the interest to answer. However, Yang Junshan suddenly turned his head, looking at Old Du, who had been silent beside Lan Ying.

Looking at Yang Junshan’s half-smiling expression, the Old Poison’s face, which was originally covered by a lot of inscriptions, also slightly changed. By the side, Qing Feng noticed that Yang Junshan’s expression was abnormal and could not help but ask: “What’s wrong?”

Yang Junshan gave a “hehe” laugh and said, “This fellow barbarian seems to have a good understanding of poison techniques and abilities …”

Adept Qing Feng suddenly jumped up and said, “What? Did I not notice that I had just used poison techniques?”

Adept Qing Feng paused, then looked at Yang Junshan with a strange expression: “How did you find it?”

Yang Junshan replied without turning his head, “You are not even afraid of the Peach Blossom miasma that permeates the sky after entering this Red Mist Mountain, are you afraid of the other poison techniques and abilities?”

Yang Junshan realized that the Adept Qing Feng’s train of thoughts was a little out of line, so before he could say anything, Yang Junshan directly asked the Witch Clan’s Lan Ying, “Then what is the constitution of this Witch Clan cultivator?”

Lan Ying laughed coldly and said: “It’s just a matter of fighting to the left or right. The people of my Shaman Tribe have always fought against the heavens and the earth, who do we need to be afraid of?”

Yang Junshan curled his lips, and from the summit of the mountain, he directly soared into the air, towards the crown of the giant peach tree that had a circumference of several acres.

“Eh, where are you going?” Seeing that, the Adept Qing Feng soared into the sky and chased after Yang Junshan.

“Looking for the Immortality Peach, didn’t you venture into the Red Mist Mountain this time for the Immortality Peach?”

As Yang Junshan spoke, he took out another storage bag from his bosom and waved it. The magnetic treasure light swept over everything and the huge spirit fruit instantly returned to the storage bag.

“Ah, Immortality Peach, there’s Immortality Peach in this Red Mist Mountain?” Adept Qing Feng let out a loud cry, and then continued, “About that, I actually wanted to find a piece of Thunderclap Peach Tree in the peach forest to refine a suitable piece of magical equipment.”

Yang Junshan was startled, but his hands were not idle. With a sweep of the magnetic treasure light, ten more Spirit Peaches the size of a child’s head were collected.

The Adept Qing Feng asked curiously: “Weren’t you looking for the Immortality Peach, why are you collecting all the spirit peaches at random? You can’t possibly have the entire tree full of spirit peaches, right?”

Yang Junshan looked at him, his hands did not stop moving, but asked: “How long can you stay in this Red Mist Mountain?”

The Adept Qing Feng was not dissatisfied with Yang Junshan changing the topic and replied: “More than two hours. The Peach Blossom Barrier here is too strong, we won’t be able to stay here for a long time.

Yang Junshan glanced at Lan Ying and Old Poison, who were sitting under the tree. These two seemed to have already guessed what Yang Junshan was going to do and also started heading towards the treetop, obviously wanting to learn Yang Junshan’s method. Thus, he continued: “Do you know the direction of the Immortality Peach?”

Adept Qing Feng was startled, and said: “I do, but …”

“However, it takes too long to figure out the direction of the real Peach of Immortality. Unless you encounter the Peach of Immortality from the start, you don’t have the time to check every single one of the fruits on the huge peach tree.”

Adept Qing Feng immediately understood and said, “So since you don’t have time to find the real Peaches of Immortality, why don’t you just pick all the peaches in the tree and then go back and slowly verify?”

Yang Junshan pursed his lips and said: “If you do not plan to help, two-thirds of the time, these Spirit Peaches are going to be taken by these two Alien Cultivator s.”

In the blink of an eye, Adept Qing Feng saw Lan Ying lightly shake a branch and the dozens of Spirit Peaches on the branch all fall into her cloth bag. As for the old poisonous methods, they looked inferior to her, but their speed was definitely not slow either.

The two of them had obviously understood Yang Junshan’s goal, and they also tried their best to collect the spirit peaches on the huge peach tree.

Seeing that, the Adept Qing Feng shouted: “Watch me, I’ll pick it too!”

His figure turned into the wind, and he started moving around the treetops. When he passed by nearby Spirit Peaches, he would take them away, and after a while, behind Adept Qing Feng, there were dozens of Spirit Peaches that formed a long line under the support of the gentle breeze. As he turned around to form a storage bag, this long line of Spirit Peaches all fell in.

On the mountaintop, the huge treetop covered an area of almost ten acres. In addition, the treetops were covered with luxuriant foliage, and the four cultivators were surrounded by dense foliage that quickly concealed their respective auras. Even their voices were quite muffled, making it so that no one knew where they were.

Yang Junshan shuttled through the treetops. Because he was the one who made the first move, the amount of Spirit Peaches he obtained was naturally not small. He had picked about a few hundred in succession.

At this moment, the Spirit Peaches on the huge peach tree had been harvested by the four of them. They would often bump into each other while walking around the tree crown. However, they all maintained a tacit understanding of each other and restrained themselves.

Yang Junshan traveled through the leaves and he saw from afar that there were actually two or three Spirit Peaches hanging behind a bunch of leaves. They were probably missed, say of magnetic precious light extended from the tip of his fingers, ready to pluck these three Spirit Peaches.

However, just as the Yuan Magnet Treasure Light touched the three Spirit Peaches, the gigantic peach tree suddenly shook, and under Yang Junshan’s surprised gaze, the three peaches suddenly shrank. The originally lively peach instantly became wrinkled, and only a dry peach-wrapped peach-core remained.

Not only that, the originally lush and verdant peach leaves started to turn yellow and fall off one by one. The lush green branches also gradually lost their luster, slowly turning into withered branches like old tree bark that had lost its moisture.