Chapter 883 Entering Onizuka

In a remote farmhouse outside Fang City near Onizuka, Yang Fan returned here with the Spirit-encrypting Grass purchased at a cost of three hundred low-grade spiritual stones.

Although the farmhouse is simple, he has decorated it quite warmly. There are several landscape paintings hanging on the walls, a few simple tea sets on the table, and the whole room is filled with an elegant atmosphere.

After entering the farmhouse, Yang Fan extremely cautiously activated several restrictions in the room to ensure that his next actions would not be disturbed by outsiders.

Then, he sat cross-legged on the bed, took out the Spirit-accumulating Grass, closed his eyes and fell into a state similar to cultivation.

As Yang Fan's breathing gradually stabilized, the Spirit-Absorbing Grass in his hand suddenly disappeared. At the same time, his whole body seemed to have been drained of his soul. The whole body slumped down.

After Yang Fan fell asleep for half a stick of incense, Zhou Yiqiao suddenly appeared next to his bed.

He looked at Yang Fan, who was completely breathless, standing with his arms folded in a relaxed manner, with a playful arc at the corner of his mouth.

About half an hour later, Yang Fan, who was "sleeping", finally opened his eyes.

"are you awake?"

Seeing Yang Fan regaining consciousness, Zhou Yiqiao smiled and spoke.

Hearing the stranger's voice, Yang Fan suddenly came to his senses. He sat up suddenly and looked at Zhou Yiqiao in front of him warily.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

Yang Fan asked in a deep voice, while the mana surged in his body, ready to take action at any time.

Zhou Yiqiao didn't answer, but just waved his hand, and Yang Fan's hands and feet were trapped by four spiritual powers.

Yang Fan was shocked. He found that he could not break free from the shackles. The stranger in front of him was so powerful.

"If you want to live, I ask and you answer."

Zhou Yiqiao's voice was cold and could not tolerate the slightest rejection.

Although Yang Fan was shocked and confused, he was at a disadvantage at the moment and could only nod in agreement.

"Why did the Yunling Grass disappear from your hand?"

Zhou Yiqiao's eyes were as bright as a torch, staring straight at Yang Fan, as if he wanted to penetrate his soul.

Yang Fan's heart trembled. He knew that he couldn't hide anything, otherwise his life would be hard to save.

"I...I have practiced a secret method that can refine spiritual plants into spiritual energy and absorb them directly into the body."

Yang Fan said cautiously.

"Ah."

Zhou Yiqiao sneered and raised the knife with his hand. Yang Fan's left arm was bleeding profusely. The severe pain made him scream out.

"My patience is limited and you have one last chance to tell the truth."

Yang Fan's face was pale, his whole body was shaking like chaff, big beads of sweat fell from his forehead, and he felt an unprecedented fear.

He understood that the stranger in front of him was definitely not a kind person. If he could not gain his trust, he might really die here.

"I...I told the truth!"

Yang Fan gritted his teeth and insisted that he would never reveal to outsiders the different space where the spiritual grass ripened.

Zhou Yiqiao stared at Yang Fan's eyes for a long time, then suddenly shook his head helplessly.

He swung out several sword energy without hesitation, directly cutting off Yang Fan's limbs, and the blood instantly dyed the whole room red.

Yang Fan's screams stopped suddenly, his eyes widened with disbelief on his face.

He never imagined that Zhou Yiqiao would be so cruel.

"You...why did you do this?"

Yang Fan asked in a weak voice, his eyes filled with despair.

However, Zhou Yiqiao's next words completely shattered Yang Fan's last hope.

"If I hadn't temporarily figured out how to strip the moonstone space from your body, do you think you could still be alive to this day?"

Zhou Yiqiao's tone was cold and cruel, as if he was looking at a dead person.

Yang Fan's heart was filled with fear and despair. He never imagined that the other party came for the alien space in his body.

The moonstone space is his biggest secret and his biggest support.

However, at this moment, this secret has become his fatal weakness.

Yang Fan wanted to struggle, but Zhou Yiqiao sealed all the acupoints in his body.

Not only was he unable to speak, the spiritual power in his dantian seemed to be frozen, unable to be used at all.

He could only watch Zhou Yiqiao approaching step by step, his heart filled with a sense of powerlessness.

"Don't worry, I won't let you die so easily."

A strange smile appeared on Zhou Yiqiao's face, he picked up Yang Fan who had been chopped into a human stick and walked out of the farmhouse.

Outside the farmhouse, the restraints carefully arranged by Yang Fan were still intact, seeming to laugh at Yang Fan's useless efforts.

Zhou Yiqiao appeared outside the restriction in a flash, and threw Yang Fan to the Bloodbearded True Lord who was ordered to wait outside the farmhouse.

True Lord Bloodbeard caught Yang Fan, his eyes full of doubts.

"Senior Zhou, what is this?"

True Monarch Bloodbeard looked at Zhou Yiqiao without knowing why. The latter did not answer. He just flicked his finger and a ray of red light disappeared into Yang Fan's body.

"From now on, your mission is to take him with you and take good care of him before I squeeze out all his value. Don't let him die."

Upon hearing this, True Lord Bloodbeard had a flash of surprise in his eyes, but then he responded respectfully.

He held Yang Fan in one hand, took out a pill with the other hand, and stuffed it into Yang Fan's mouth without hesitation.

After the elixir entered his abdomen, Yang Fan felt a warm current flowing through his body, and his originally broken limbs were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Although the severe pain still existed, at least the bleeding had stopped.

Yang Fan was heartbroken and never expected that he would be in such a situation.

After obtaining the moon stone space, he originally thought that he could rely on the heaven-defying effects of the moon stone space to carve out a niche in the vast world of immortality.

However, the reality is cruel. His biggest secret has become a handle for others to blackmail him.

Moreover, this handle is still so fatal.

Zhou Yiqiao glanced at Yang Fan, then turned and walked towards Onizuka.

True Lord Bloodbeard tied Yang Fan behind him and quickly disappeared into the night with Zhou Yiqiao.

In the dead of night, the bright full moon hangs high in the dark sky.

The two of them took advantage of the moonlight and quickly entered the thick fog of Onizuka.

In the thick fog, the wind howled, and pairs of green eyes appeared in the field of vision.

True Monarch Blood Beard's whole body tensed up. He clenched the sword in his hand and looked around with a vigilant expression in case of a sudden attack.

Zhou Yiqiao's face was expressionless and he walked forward steadily.

"Don't be so nervous. The outside of Onizhong has been thoroughly explored by monks from all walks of life. Apart from these annoying thick fogs, there is no danger at all."

Seeing how nervous the Bloodbeard Master was, Zhou Yiqiao couldn't help but remind him.

Hearing this, the Bloodbeard Master relaxed a little, but still remained vigilant.

The two of them walked through the thick fog, one behind the other.

About half an hour later, they finally passed through the thick fog and arrived at the edge of the known border.