The elder disdainfully shook his head. “Green-eyed mutant. You won’t escape.” After that, both the Corpse King and the spacecraft, with Lu Yin still inside, all turned to ash, vanishing from the heavens.

Yōu Ye'er looked at the stunning scene with envy. “I don’t know when I’ll possess such strength.”

The elder scolded her. “Stop being so wilful and disobeying the orders to hide the secret technique. If the Corpse King wasn’t a Hunter but instead at the same level as me, then the secret would have been exposed.”

Yōu Ye'er lazily stretched out, revealing her exquisite curves. “Grandpa Fan, do you know the feeling of being imprisoned by the secret technique? Ever since I inherited it, my body can no longer grow. It’s very painful, and I need to be free from time to time.” 

The elder grunted. “Fortunately, the secret was kept this time. The Neohuman Alliance’s strength in the First Flowzone has been weakened, so it should be some time before they can act again. Take this opportunity to get close to Liu Shaoqiu so that you can borrow the Sword Sect’s protection.”

“I don’t want to be associated with those losers.” Yōu Ye'er wasn’t happy with the orders.

The elder put on a helpless expression. “The Thirteen Swords becomes stronger the further the cultivator goes. Although Liu Shaoqiu lost, few will be his opponent as soon as he becomes an Explorer. That Lu Yin and the...