Ling Hefan's physical condition wasn't good at the moment.
Although he had used a substitute puppet to save his life then, he was still seriously injured.
Therefore, he couldn't escape much further and stopped here to recuperate.
He had naturally noticed the huge commotion earlier.
And he had witnessed everything that happened here with his own eyes later on.
Soon, Ling Hefan arrived nearby.
His eyes were fixed on Frostmourne lying on the ground!
His gaze was filled with endless longing!
Through the battle just now, he could tell it was an evil demonic weapon.
But that wasn't important!
What mattered was that this demonic weapon was now ownerless!
He couldn't use it himself, but he could give it to the big shots in Geshan City!
By establishing connections with those influential figures, he would be one step closer to the Lingxiao Hall regaining its former glory!
And...
He could also eliminate the person who had destroyed his Lingxiao Hall!
Ling Hefan completely hated Ye Fan!
If this revenge wasn't taken, he would not be human!
Ling Hefan took a deep breath and lunged towards Frostmourne!
The moment his right hand touched the sword hilt, Ling Hefan's mind buzzed!
"Do you... crave power?!"
Ling Hefan quickly let go of the hilt and retreated a great distance.
This was... a weapon spirit...?
A demonic weapon with a weapon spirit...?
Weapons with weapon spirits were undoubtedly high-class items.
He had only heard of such premium goods before but had never seen one in person.
"You must have seen what happened earlier."
That tempting voice spoke again.
"Become my servant, and you will gain this immense power!"
The voice seemed to carry a certain magic.
Ling Hefan's eyes gradually glowed red...
"Power... I need immense power!"
"With immense power, I can restore the Lingxiao Hall to its former glory!"
"Alright, I am willing to be your servant!"
Frostmourne let out an excited hum and flew into Ling Hefan's hand with a whoosh!
A wisp of blue-black energy climbed up Ling Hefan's right hand that held the sword, and finally converged into his brow.
The next moment.
A strange and complex pattern appeared on Ling Hefan's forehead!
Just looking at the pattern made one feel extremely uncomfortable, as if their soul was about to be sucked in!
The pattern flashed and disappeared.
"I can help you fulfill your wish," Frostmourne's voice echoed in Ling Hefan's mind. "And what you need to do is to continuously find powerful souls for me!"
"Yes, my master!" Ling Hefan replied respectfully.
"Oh, right, master," Ling Hefan suddenly suggested. "I met someone earlier, and his soul should be very powerful!"
"Recall what that person looked like," Frostmourne commanded indifferently.
The image of Ye Fan immediately appeared in Ling Hefan's mind.
He wasn't sure if it was an illusion.
Ling Hefan felt the demonic weapon in his hand tremble inexplicably...
How could the master tremble when he was so powerful?
It must be my illusion!
"Cough cough... I know this person, his name is Ye Fan," Frostmourne replied. "There's no need to bother with such a minor character, let's focus on the main business..."
"As you command, my master!" Ling Hefan slowly ascended into the air and flew towards the distance.
Meanwhile.
Upon returning to his own small courtyard, Ye Fan resumed his leisurely life.
The mental fluctuation he encountered in the Evil Flame Ruins earlier had piqued his interest.
That guy was likely after him as well.
Besides that, there was another matter that greatly concerned him.
Ye Fan realized that his mental state had been a bit off recently!
He couldn't explain why, but he felt inexplicably restless!
In addition, he experienced intermittent spells of mental trance!
Although it had only happened once or twice, it was enough to make him take it seriously.
Logically speaking, his mental fortitude shouldn't be experiencing such issues.
Ye Fan analyzed it carefully for a long time and felt it might be due to him being too lazy!
After all, staying at home all day, his mindset was bound to be a little off!
No, he couldn't continue like this!
The outside world was so wonderful, he should go out and explore!
"Eh?" Seeing Ye Fan suddenly stand up, the little demoness asked curiously, "Ye Fan, are you...?"
"Are you busy right now?" Ye Fan asked with a smile. "If not, come out shopping with me."
"Yay!" The little demoness immediately happily linked arms with Ye Fan. "Let's go!"
It was rare for Ye Fan to actively invite her shopping, and the little demoness was as happy as a child.
"Ye Fan, your clothes are too plain. I'll pick out some handsome ones for you!"
"This belt of yours seems to have been tied for a long time. It's time for a change too."
"Your hair seems a bit long. Let's style it while we're at it!"
...
Not long after they started shopping, the little demoness and the two demons suddenly changed their expressions.
They all looked up towards a certain direction in the sky.
Ye Fan subconsciously followed their gaze and saw several figures flying this way.
"Are they strong?" Ye Fan asked casually.
There were always many cultivators flying around in Geshan City.
It was the first time the little demoness had looked so serious!
"They should be very strong!" The little demoness released Ye Fan's arm and murmured softly, "Before we fight, I'm not sure if I can win."
Shan Ji and Xiang Jiao Jun positioned themselves on either side, shielding Ye Fan.
A hint of delight flashed in Ye Fan's eyes!
If the little demoness and the others weren't a match, wouldn't that mean his opportunity had arrived?
Soon, three figures arrived nearby.
One was a middle-aged man with a stern face, and the other two male cultivators appeared to be in their thirties.
Of course, their exact ages were unknown.
These three completely ignored Ye Fan and his companions, their gazes fixed on the brothel next door.
"Gui Wuming, I know you're inside!" the stern man shouted sternly. "Hurry up and come out to accept your death!"
The simple-minded cultivators of Geshan City, seeing a show, hid to the side and entered spectator mode.
However, there was no response from within the brothel...
"Gui Wuming, come out and accept your death!" the stern man shouted again.
This time, his voice carried a hint of pressure, and the gale caused the cultivators on the sides to stagger!
The little demoness casually conjured a black energy barrier to protect Ye Fan and the others.
The next moment, a figure flew out of the brothel window.
Judging by his disheveled clothing, it was obvious he had been very busy before.
"Who is it? It turns out to be you, Old Man Xia Wuhai," the newcomer sneered. "You old fossil, your nose is quite sharp to find me even here."
"Fifteen hundred years!" Xia Wuhai gritted his teeth. "The thirty thousand wronged souls of the Yunwu Sect have been haunting me every day! And today, only your blood can bring them peace!"
"Although I wasn't the one who killed all your disciples, well..." Gui Wuming said with a lewd grin. "Your wife and daughters were truly amazing. I still reminisce about them now, tsk tsk..."