Yang Che emerged from the Ninth Peak as dusk settled.

After a brief thought, Yang Che still flew towards the Eighth Peak.

Just as he entered the range of the Eighth Peak, Yang Che suddenly sensed that the Nine Heart Thunder Flame within him seemed to be stirring again.

This startled Yang Che, who quickly communicated with the Nine Heart Thunder Flame, saying, "Lei Yan, are you perhaps having thoughts about Sword Eight again?"

The Nine Heart Thunder Flame, which had been in a lazy state, immediately surged, seemingly with a mysterious fervor and excitement.

Yang Che was startled and quickly said, "You must stop that thought. This Sword Eight is not like Sword Four. Sword Four is, after all, the Guardian Ancient Sword of our Sword Four Peak, and the Old Ancestor turned a blind eye. But if you also abduct this Sword Eight, the Old Ancestor of Sword Eight Peaks will absolutely flay us alive."

However, as soon as Yang Che finished speaking, the Nine Heart Thunder Flame became somewhat agitated, forcefully dragging Yang Che towards the peak of Sword Eight Peaks.

Yang Che couldn't help but let out a cold snort.

First, he quickly cast Stealth Technique on himself to avoid detection by Divine Sense.

Then, the new power, a Fusion of Ancient God Power and magical power within him, instantly suppressed the Nine Heart Thunder Flame.

The Nine Heart Thunder Flame became even more agitated, resisting frantically.

Thus, a strange scene unfolded.

Yang Che twisted his body in the air, sometimes left, sometimes right, and unknowingly arrived at the shaded side of Sword Eight Peaks, in a secluded forest not too far from the summit.

It was also at this moment that Yang Che finally managed to suppress the Nine Heart Thunder Flame.

Night had completely fallen.

Wind swept through the forest, making rustling sounds.

Yang Che was about to leave when he suddenly heard faint, soft gasps seemingly coming from deep within the dense forest.

This made the hot-blooded Yang Che immediately find it interesting.

He simply leaped onto a large tree, cautiously spreading his Divine Sense, and shamelessly 'eavesdropped'.

"Junior Sister, you usually seem so proper, I never thought you'd be such a captivating person, outwardly cold but inwardly passionate."

A somewhat rough male voice spoke intermittently.

Soon, a gasping female voice sounded, "Senior Brother, don't forget what you promised me."

"Junior Sister, rest assured, Senior Brother always keeps his word."

The man chuckled a few times, then stopped speaking, and the indescribable sounds grew louder.

After a short while, all sounds ceased.

Yang Che was about to quietly slip away, but then his footsteps paused.

"Junior Sister, I heard you went to beg Senior Sister Jian Li again today?"

The man's voice seemed to betray some displeasure.

The woman quickly said, "Yes. Senior Sister Jian Li still has a Foundation Establishment Pill. She has already succeeded in Foundation Establishment, so she naturally doesn't need it anymore. But I have already taken Foundation Establishment Pills twice and failed to achieve Foundation Establishment both times. I'm not reconciled, Senior Brother. So I wanted to ask Senior Sister Jian Li to sell me the Foundation Establishment Pill she has."

"Junior Sister, it's not like you don't know Senior Sister Jian Li; she's famously a 'wealth-hoarding maniac'. Why bother begging her?"

"Alas, Senior Sister Jian Li is indeed overly obsessed with Spirit Stones. Her asking price is too high; I simply can't afford that many Spirit Stones."

"Junior Sister, do you still remember that Junior Brother Jiang Wu?"

"Jiang Wu? How could I forget? The one who always follows Senior Sister Jian Li around, the arrogant one."

"Yes, that's him. That Junior Brother was swindled out of a lot of Spirit Stones by Senior Sister Jian Li, and now that Junior Brother can't even be found. Many fellow Cultivators are privately saying that Junior Brother Jiang Wu most likely died in her bed."

"Hush, Senior Brother, you mustn't speak nonsense."

"How am I speaking nonsense? That Junior Brother Jiang Wu was sent from a large Cultivator Family in the south; his identity is not ordinary. He had an endless supply of Spirit Stones, and in the end, Senior Sister Jian Li swindled him out of all of them."

"Senior Brother, without proof, we still shouldn't…"

"Junior Sister, it seems someone is coming. Quick, let's go!" The man suddenly said anxiously.

At this moment, Yang Che's Divine Sense detected a figure completely shrouded in a wide Black-Robed, flying rapidly from mid-air and landing directly in the forest.

"Ah ~"

Following a man's rough scream, there was then a woman's shriek.

"Senior Sister Jian, we were wrong, we shouldn't have talked about you behind your back, please spare us."

The woman begged incessantly, her voice trembling.

Yang Che pondered for a moment, then quietly approached.

He saw a bare-chested young man lying on a thick patch of grass in the forest, clutching his groin and wailing incessantly.

A young, beautiful woman, disheveled, looked at the Black-Robed Woman with a face full of terror.

Both the woman and the man had talismans glowing on their bodies, seemingly having been restrained by the Black-Robed Woman.

"Junior Sister Nan, I originally planned to let you go and only kill Ma Qiucheng. However, since you recognized me, then you can die together."

The Black-Robed Woman was at the Foundation Establishment Stage Early Phase, while Ma Qiucheng, lying on the ground, and the woman were only at Qi Refining Stage Level 12. For the Black-Robed Woman, these two were like fish on a chopping block.

"Senior Sister Jian, we have no enmity, please spare us."

The woman pleaded bitterly.

However, the Black-Robed Woman showed no hesitation. Two ring-shaped top-tier Magical Artifacts appeared in her hands and flew towards the male and female Cultivators respectively. It seemed these two were about to have their heads cut off.

Suddenly, several streaks of dark light flew out from the forest, directly striking the two ring-shaped Magical Artifacts.

'Clang, clang'

Two sounds, emitting dazzling rays of light.

"Who's there?"

The Black-Robed Woman was greatly startled, her heart filled with horror.

She was a Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator, yet she hadn't detected anyone else here?

"Senior Sister Jian Li, this young Dao Companion couple merely spoke a few bad words about you behind your back, and you want to kill them to silence them?"

Yang Che directly revealed himself, without the slightest intention of concealing his identity.

"It's you?"

The Black-Robed Jian Li recognized Yang Che, seemingly very surprised, "What are you doing on my Eighth Peak?"

Yang Che smiled, "Actually, I had some private business and was planning to come find Senior Sister Jian Li. But since we met by chance, it saves me the trouble."

"Oh? You're looking for me?"

Jian Li's hand, hidden beneath her Black-Robed, trembled slightly.

"To be honest. Your Junior Brother here fortunately succeeded in Foundation Establishment recently. So I remembered Senior Brother Jiang Wu, with whom I had some past grievances, and I wanted to properly settle the scores with him. But I don't know where he is now. I heard that Senior Sister Jian Li has a good relationship with Senior Brother Jiang Wu, so I specifically came to inquire."

"Then I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint Junior Brother. I also don't know where Jiang Wu went."

Jian Li said coldly.

"In that case, I'll take my leave."

Yang Che was quite decisive, turning to leave.

"Senior Brother Yang, please take us with you."

The young woman, her face tear-streaked, looked utterly pitiful.

"Then go. What are you still standing there for? You on the ground, if you don't want to die, get up and leave quickly." Yang Che urged.

The man, who had been clutching his groin, then gritted his teeth and struggled to stand up, his groin area a bloody red.

Jian Li, in the Black-Robed, moved her fingers, but ultimately did not dare to strike the killing blow.