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第二百零六章 飞鹏修仙传

"You dare help a mortal cross the boundary! Where is this cultivator from?" The voice echoed in his ears, making Ye Fei's head spin and heart race.

"Comrade Daoist, please listen to my explanation…" the cultivator who had brought them out hurriedly explained.

However, it seemed that the other party had no intention of showing mercy.

"Enough talk! According to the Law of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, those who betray the boundary will die!"

With a cold voice, the figure fired off another attack. The flying boat shook violently as if hit by something.

"Such insolence! If you want to kill me, show some guts and try it!" Ye Fei shouted back, his body shaking with rage.

The clash of Daoist techniques reverberated through the air, creating gusts that blew like hurricanes. The flying boat was now as fragile as a leaf in the wind, swaying dangerously close to falling.

Inside the cabin, the mortals from the other side were all awake, their faces pale and filled with fear. Only Su Xiaomei continued to sleep soundly. They had never seen mortal battles before, let alone this scene of two cultivators clashing.

Ye Fei was the only one who remained calm. He quickly thought through his options.

"This flying boat is nothing special; any Qi Condensation Stage cultivator can operate it if there are no restrictions."

With that in mind, Ye Fei rushed to the bow of the ship while the other children looked on in confusion. Xiao Heng was more alert and followed him, trying to help where he could.

Su Changyu was the eldest among the children but still had not cleared his body of the poison. He knew he couldn't do much and stayed behind with Su Xiaomei, comforting everyone else.

"Fatso, what are you doing?" Xiao Heng asked as he saw Ye Fei touching the air in front of him. His forehead was covered in sweat.

Ye Fei didn't answer but tried to control the flying boat.

"Oh, I see. You want to steer the boat and escape." Xiao Heng realized after a moment.

"Why isn't it moving?"

Ye Fei's mind was racing as he struggled to operate the boat. "Come on, hurry up and drive us away from here."

Xiao Heng replied innocently, "Where should we go? We can't tell which direction is which!"

Suddenly, Ye Fei saw a vision of nine whirlpools in the sea nearby.

"Let's head for that island to avoid trouble." He quickly pointed towards it. Xiao Heng obediently steered the boat away from the battlefield.

The two cultivators were still fighting fiercely and didn't notice the group escaping.

Ye Fei felt relieved as they flew over a small, forested island.

"We've arrived. Let's hide in these woods," Ye Fei instructed.

Xiao Heng had just broken through to Qi Condensation Stage not long ago and was already tired from operating the boat for so long. He let out a sigh of relief as he landed the flying boat in the forest, while Ye Fei gathered some branches and leaves to cover it up.

The group returned to the cabin to discuss their next steps.

"Having such an incident right after we arrived here is really unlucky!" Xiao Heng sighed.

"We're lucky to be alive. Haven't you heard that our escape was discovered?" another child said.

Ye Fei replied, "We can only hide on this island for a while. Once the storm passes, we'll think of leaving."

The children all looked dejected as they discussed their uncertain future.

"Fortunately, there's water and fruit trees here. We don't have to worry about food for now," Su Changyu said with a deep sigh.

As night fell, everyone quickly drifted off to sleep.

In the middle of the night, Ye Fei suddenly felt a sense of foreboding and woke up. He quietly went outside the flying boat as a streak of light descended from the sky towards it.

"Shit!" Ye Fei's heart raced.

Before he could react, the figure landed in front of him.

"Help me get inside…"

The cultivator who had brought them out was now covered in blood and his breaths were weak. He seemed severely injured.

But as a Base Formation Stage cultivator, Ye Fei didn't dare to act rashly. He nodded and tried to help when the figure suddenly spat out some blood and fell forward.

After a few convulsions, he stopped moving.

"Senior!" Ye Fei shouted in shock.

Above them, an unusual phenomenon appeared in the sky.

"Fan Li, Base Formation cultivator. Trained for 165 years as a Mortal. Achieved his Dao Foundation with the strange artifact [Darkness Staff]. Died after fighting in the Cloud Sea."

"His body has perished and his Dao extinguished! Return to Heaven!"

The scene was like fireworks illuminating the sky.

Ye Fei was completely stunned by this sudden turn of events.

"He… died?"

He stood there, unable to believe it. The ordinary staff slowly appeared beside him as he looked at the dead cultivator's body.

A bold idea suddenly struck Ye Fei. He held his breath and approached cautiously. When he reached the body, he remained still for a moment before squatting down and quickly searching the corpse under the light of the fireworks.

"What are you doing!"

In the quiet night, Xiao Heng's voice startled Ye Fei as he nearly fell to the ground.

Turning around, he saw Xiao Heng looking at him in shock.

"Shh!" Ye Fei made a shushing gesture.

Xiao Heng realized what was happening and approached quietly. "Why did this cultivator die?"

"He probably fought another until both were injured. After barely making it here, he couldn't hold on anymore," Ye Fei replied casually as he continued searching the corpse.

"Why didn't he have any storage ring?" Ye Fei complained after a long search.

"Storage ring? Is that what you mean?" Xiao Heng picked up a ring from the ground and asked.

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