A swing of the fan would release a thick plume of purple mist that shot straight toward the green-robed figure. After seven or eight swings, the purple mist had already densely surrounded the opponent, forming a large purple sphere!
Meanwhile, the green-robed figure had completely hidden himself within a mass of black mist, keeping the green mist at bay outside.
The black and green mists constantly churned and clashed, as if both were alive. But no matter how one looked at it, under the manipulation of the Yan family member, the green mist held a clear advantage, compressing the black mist smaller and smaller.
"My cousin's Bone-Dissolving Fan is one of our Yan family's renowned top-grade magical artifacts. The poisonous mist it releases can dissolve flesh and skin with just the slightest touch, making it incredibly powerful. However, my cousin has always found this fan too sinister to use lightly. But now that he's gotten serious, he immediately brought it out—showing he's determined not to let his opponent leave unscathed!" Yan Yu explained to Dong Xuan'er beside him, looking rather pleased with himself.
"Oh? Is this fan really that famous? I wonder how it compares to the legendary Wind and Thunder Fan?" Dong Xuan'er laughed softly, the corners of her lips curving upward, revealing a captivating, fox-like charm.
"In terms of pure power, this fan might not match the Wind and Thunder Fan. But any cultivator with a Wood spiritual root can control this magical artifact with ease. Unlike the Wind and Thunder Fan, which requires both Wind and Thunder spiritual roots—special spiritual roots—to unleash its full power! That's why the value of this Bone-Dissolving Fan actually exceeds that of the Wind and Thunder Fan!" Yan Yu, his heart stirred by Dong Xuan'er's enchanting smile, struggled to suppress his wandering thoughts and explained carefully.
"What nonsense. How dare you compare such an ordinary top-grade magical artifact to the Wind and Thunder Fan? If it has even a tenth of its power, that's already impressive! Actually, I don't think this fan even matches the power of my Purple Light Cymbal." Senior Brother Feng, seeing Dong Xuan'er and Yan Yu chatting happily, showed jealousy on his face and deliberately mocked them.
"You dare look down on the artifacts forged by our Yan family? Fine! Then let me see the power of your Purple Light Cymbal!" Yan Yu, hearing the other belittle the Bone-Dissolving Fan's power, grew angry and wanted to test the opponent's strength.
"Very well, I was just about to test the magical abilities of the Yan family's distinguished disciple!" Senior Brother Feng sneered and immediately agreed.
For a moment, both seemed to have forgotten about Han Li, their common enemy.
"Ah, forget it! I was just asking casually. There's no need to get so angry! Can't you two seniors just compromise a little?" Dong Xuan'er appeared to be mediating the conflict, but in reality, she was encouraging both men—who were now competing for her favor—to show even less willingness to back down. Neither wanted to lose face in front of Dong Xuan'er.
Of course, it was impossible for the two to immediately engage in a duel. After all, they were merely jealous rivals, and most of what they said was just angry talk! There were still many reservations in their minds. However, if Dong Xuan'er continued to stir them up with a few more provocative words, the situation could become unpredictable!
Although Han Li was still focused on the battle, he could clearly hear everything happening around him. He couldn't help but shake his head inwardly. He felt that this difficult girl was truly a troublemaker, bound to cause waves wherever she went. No wonder that person from Red Fly had asked him to keep a tighter rein on her.
But thinking about it, both that fellow surnamed Feng and Yan Yu didn't look stupid based on their appearance. Why did they seem so impulsive and combative now? Could it be that Dong Xuan'er's fox-like charm was truly that powerful? That even Foundation Establishment cultivators were unconsciously affected by her?
The thought sent a chill through Han Li!
However, Han Li couldn't be bothered to question the two who had lost their heads. What did it matter to him who lived or died?
But Han Li also found it strange. No matter how Dong Xuan'er flaunted her charm, bewitching other men until they were completely captivated, in his eyes, Dong Xuan'er still held no charm at all—not a single heartbeat of attraction.
Actually, this matter not only puzzled Han Li but also frustrated Dong Xuan'er immensely! For some unknown reason, her fox-like charm had absolutely no effect on the person she disliked the most. Otherwise, she would have had him wrapped around her finger long ago, and he wouldn't have been able to threaten her so easily along the journey.
While Han Li and Dong Xuan'er each harbored their own thoughts, the scene in the arena suddenly changed dramatically.
The black mist surrounded by the green mist suddenly began to contract and thin inward. In the blink of an eye, it revealed the green-robed figure hiding within. The several skulls beside him opened and closed their mouths, frantically sucking in the surrounding black mist—they were the very culprits causing the black mist to dissipate.
The Yan family member opposite, though uncertain of the opponent's intentions, naturally wouldn't show mercy when the enemy was destroying his own defense. He immediately pointed his fan at the opponent, and the green mist surged forward while the black mist was weakened!
"Brat, trying to show off with just a bit of poisonous mist in front of me? You really don't know when you're in danger! You don't even know that we are the ancestors when it comes to playing with poison!" The green-robed figure laughed eerily several times.
He then extended a palm and struck the crown of each skull in quick succession. The skulls instantly swelled to the size of cartwheels, their white bone structures now faintly wrapped in a layer of black mist, making them appear even more sinister and terrifying.
They instantly absorbed all the remaining black mist, then opened their mouths wide once more, beginning to inhale the green mist that had been blocked outside. With each intake, they grew slightly larger, as if they were feasting.
Yan Yu's cousin across the field was startled by this sight. He hurriedly controlled his fan, trying to recall the green mist, but it was already too late. Only about a third of the poisonous mist could be withdrawn; the rest had been devoured by the opponent's skulls.
The blue-green fan blade dimmed, causing the Yan family member much heartache, knowing that the Bone-Dissolving Fan's power would be greatly diminished from now on!
Before this Yan family disciple could recover from the blow of having his artifact damaged, the enormous skulls, their ferocity now magnified, flew directly toward him with eerie wails under the green-robed figure's manipulation. They reached him in an instant, startling him so much that he frantically reached for his storage pouch.
But several skulls opened their mouths simultaneously, spraying out multiple pitch-black beams of light that converged into one massive beam, piercing right through the Yan family member's protective yellow wind barrier... causing him to plummet directly from the sky, unconscious.
The Yan family disciples nearby, seeing the outcome was decided, naturally wouldn't let their own crash and break his head. One immediately flew out to catch Yan Yu's cousin before returning to their side.
"The Ghost Spirit Sect's mysterious techniques are truly exceptional. Our Yan family has lost four out of five matches. Shall we begin the sixth round?" An elderly Yan family elder with sharp, bright eyes stepped forward and spoke coldly to the Ghost Spirit Sect members.
"Forget it! Why not wait until the Yan family's Life and Death Hall disciples arrive before continuing the remaining five matches? I've long heard of the Yan family's blood cultivators!" The leader of the Ghost Spirit Sect also stepped forward—a mysterious figure wearing a silver ghost mask. His voice was refined and resonant, belonging to a very young man.
"Very well! Since the young sect master truly has such interest, our Yan family will naturally accompany you to the end! Let's end today's contest here for now!" The elder was first startled, but then agreed without wanting to appear weak, flicked his sleeve, and turned to leave.
The young sect master, unconcerned, chuckled lightly, turned gracefully, and led his team away from the location.
The other observing cultivators, after enjoying the spectacle, silently disappeared without a word.
Han Li shook his head slightly, and as he turned, he heard Yan Yu muttering to himself:
"How is it possible? Even my cousin lost? He's one of the top fighters from our Martial Arts Hall!"
"Top fighter? He was defeated by his opponent in just a few moves!" Senior Brother Feng curled his lip, naturally not letting such an opportunity to strike at his rival slip by.
"You?" Yan Yu's face showed anger, ready to explode, but Dong Xuan'er's next words immediately made him happy again.
"Senior Brother Yan Yu, I've been traveling for several days and I'm quite tired. Could you arrange a more comfortable room for me to rest in? As for other activities, perhaps I can join them tomorrow!" Dong Xuan'er suddenly stretched her slender waist, speaking with a languid charm.
"Of course! Senior Sister Dong, I'll take you to the guest rooms specially prepared for female cultivators. Junior Brother Han and your companion, please make yourselves at home!" Yan Yu said happily, with a slightly triumphant air.
Han Li smiled faintly and had no objections.
He had safely brought Dong Xuan'er to Yanling Fortress, which meant the mission was complete. As for everything else, he couldn't be bothered and didn't want to get involved. With a casual remark about wanting to look around, Han Li left the group alone.