He flew so fast that he didn't even hear the sound of the guqin behind him.

  After rushing out of Penglai City, they flew all the way west and didn't land until they had flown more than 100,000 miles.

  At this time, the golden light on his body dissipated, and the aura on his body weakened. He almost fell to the ground in a hurry. The time for the Golden Body's secret technique had passed, and at this moment, his cultivation had dropped by tenfold. His body was weak, like an old man who was dying from illness.

  "Cough!" Guo Yi's clothes were tattered, his hair disheveled, and bloodstains dotted his face. He coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood.

  Kuo Yeh smiled bitterly: "The ten great experts of Nanling are indeed not simple characters, even if my combat strength increased tenfold, I still suffered a serious internal injury, killing one thousand enemies and losing eight hundred myself."

  Gazing up at the sky, dark clouds cover it like a canopy, and there is no wind for thousands of miles.

  Last night was a desperate situation, but he managed to kill his way out of it, giving him a sense of rebirth.

  "Why didn't Gui Gongzi and Qin Chi, those two extraordinary individuals, come after me? Could it be that something else happened after I left, leaving them no time to bother with me?"

  Guo Yi didn't think that his speed could allow him to escape so easily from the Ling Bang high-hand's movement, there must be some ulterior motive behind this.

  "Never mind, let's focus on recovering from the injuries first. These three days will be the weakest, hopefully nothing big happens."

  Last night was just an overture, and the real life-and-death battle will be more than ten times more brutal.

  The earth is a tomb, with ancient and broken gravestones scattered everywhere. This land also unknowingly buries countless corpses, which has successfully created a paradise for the undead.

  Kwok Yat's whole body was in pain like a knife twisting, every step he took would crack open fresh blood on his skin, and his body was even weaker than he had imagined.

  Half a day's journey had taken them through only three great mountains. There was not a single tree on the mountain, only graves.

  Kuo Yebian hurried along the road, turning over the spiritual key to recover from his injuries. Half a day's time had already made his external wounds heal, and his body could almost move freely, but his cultivation was only equivalent to the third palace of the Lingzhe realm.

  Suddenly, two figures flew in from the horizon, their speed was incredibly fast, just like two lightning bolts.

  "They're after me so quickly!" Guo Yi's heart turned cold, and he was about to jump into a grave to temporarily hide. After all, his current strength had greatly decreased, and if he were really discovered by the enemy, he wouldn't even have a chance to resist.

  However, the two figures in the sky had already discovered him and flew towards him.

  "Hiss! Hiss!"

  Two figures landed on the ground, blocking Guo Yao's path.

  The two men were roughly the same height, but one was fat and the other thin. They looked like they were only in their early twenties.

  The fat man's face is like a round plate, the meat on his face almost falls to his neck, his body is bloated, and his fat is several pounds more than Hua Erlou. His waistline is like a large bucket, and he looks like a horizontal pole, with his waist circumference exceeding his height.

  He has a high nose bridge, prominent cheekbones, and is as thin as a stick, with skin that seems to be stuck directly onto his bones. His thighs are no thicker than Guo Yi's arms, and his arms are as slender as chopsticks.

  These two people who are complete extremes walk together, forming a stark contrast.

  "What a strong aura."

  Although these two men looked nothing alike, Guo Yi sensed the aura of a top-notch master from them, and even felt that their cultivation exceeded that of Xiū Luó Biān Fú (修罗蝙蝠) and Dāo Bǎ Zi (刀把子), two of the ten greatest young masters of the Southern Ridge.

  The thin man spoke up, his voice like thunder, saying: "Youngster, which ghost city's boundary is this?"

  "Speak softly, don't scare the little one." The fatty spoke in a gentle tone, with a smile on his face: "Little friend, which boundary of the ghost city is this?"

  "Damn it, you're just a kid, I'm already seventeen, but a real man." Guo Yi thought to himself, wanting to go up and beat the fat guy, but his opponent was a master, he didn't want to stir up more trouble at this time, so he said: "Ten million miles east, is the Ghost City of Fengdu."

  "Unexpectedly arrived at Fengdu Ghost City, I don't know if others have already arrived first, hoping not to be beaten by others." Fatso muttered to himself.

  The thin man looked at Guo Yao again and again, coarsely saying: "How come I think this kid looks so familiar, as if I've seen him somewhere before."

  "I also find it quite familiar."

  The fatty took out a white painting from his bosom and threw it directly at Guo Yao, saying: "Little friend, have you seen the person on this before?"

  "It turned out that they were here to ask for directions, scaring me half to death. Let's take a look at who they're looking for?" Guo Yi picked up the painting scroll on the ground and slowly unrolled it, only to be shocked again - the person in the painting was actually himself.

  Guo Yi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, glanced at the two men, one fat and one thin, and looked again at the painting in his hand, trembling with fear: "Who is this person? What do you want him for?"

  Guo Yi used a painting scroll to cover his face, not daring to let the two see him.

  "This is the newly risen number one genius of debauchery, my brother and I have come to challenge his position as the number one in the realm of womanizing." said the thin man.

  Fatso also said: "In our line of work, it has always been my brother and I who are the leaders in terms of skill and reputation. Who would have thought that there is always someone stronger than us? This time, if we can't defeat him technically, it will affect our brothers' supreme reputation in the flower-picking world!"

  Two people sighed and were lost in thought, as if the supreme status of two great masters was being provoked.

  Having heard their words, Guo Yi's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he said: "Could it be that you two are... the legendary..."

  "That's right, my brother and I are the infamous 'Flower Saints' of the ancient world, hated by all who see us. Even gods and Buddhas would curse at us. We're so notorious that our names shake the entire realm. And I'm one of them - Ximen Lang."

  Qiaozi said: "Nangong Yang."

  "West Gate Wolf, South Palace Sheep."

  Kuo Yeh had already learned from the letter in Huashi's second floor that these two lechers had arrived in this ghostly domain of Nanling West, but he didn't expect their goal to be not the human fairy Liu Yanran, but himself, this newly promoted "Number One Lecher Genius Under Heaven", "Pfft! Pfft! What kind of nickname is this? It has nothing to do with me."

  Guo Yiyong used a painting scroll to block himself and sighed: "The two of you have really come at the wrong time, he is already dead."

  "Dead? How did he die?" Ximen Wolf's fat and thin body shook continuously as he hastily asked.

  Nangong Yang also became anxious and said: "We haven't even competed with him yet, how can he die?"

  "Last night, on that stormy and rainy evening, in the pitch-black darkness where you couldn't see your own hand in front of your face, the great lecher Guo Yao passed away, his body reduced to nothing but ashes. If you had come a day earlier, perhaps you would have been able to see him one last time. You can go back now, you're too late."

  Kuo Yeh spoke and burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably.

  "Nangong Yang hastily said: 'Ximen, what do we do now? He's dead, but he left behind an unbeatable legend. Later generations will definitely think that his was the number one lecherous heaven, and there's nothing more for us to do. He must have deliberately died before we arrived, this kid is too cunning.'"

  Ximen Wolf turned the two iron balls in his palm, pondered for a moment, and then a joyful expression appeared on his face. He hastily asked Guo Yue: "Was it suicide or murder?"

  Kwok Yat asked, "Is there a difference between suicide and homicide?"

  "Of course, there is a difference. If it was suicide, it means he died with his spirit intact and the myth remains unbroken. But if he was killed by someone else, it's likely that he died while working, which means his skills were not up to par and he wasn't worthy of being the greatest genius thief in the world." Ximen Wolf analyzed with a nod.

  Nangong Yang also looked at Guo Yi: "Was it suicide or murder?"

  Guo Yi suddenly felt that he was being led astray by these two abnormal thinkers, and no matter whether he said it was suicide or homicide, it seemed like neither was a good thing.

  "Actually he is... He is..." Guo Yi even if he wanted to deceive people, thought of his own dignity a bit, at this time was tangled to the extreme.

  Ximen Wolf suddenly changed color and exclaimed: "Could he be in the third situation?"

  "Huh? Besides suicide and homicide, is there a third possibility?" Guo Yi thought for a long time but couldn't think of any other way to die besides these two.

  Nangong Yang also exclaimed: "If it's the third case, then his flower-picking skills are truly unparalleled."

  "What exactly is the third situation?" Guo Yixi asked.

  "Heavenly extermination! Legend has it that once our line of work reaches its peak, we can pluck any flower and eat any grass. Even the heavenly princesses from the immortal realm and the underworld's empress would fall into our hands. This kind of state would incur the jealousy of Heaven itself, leading to heavenly extermination." said Nangong Lang.

  "That's right, he's the one who's been killed by the heavens." Guo Yi crumpled up the painting scroll in his hand and tore it to shreds, letting out a long sigh. "His skills have already reached the point of being killed by the heavens, so this painting scroll is useless now. You all should go back to where you came from and continue to cultivate your special... skills, striving for the day when you can reach his unparalleled realm."

  Ximen Wolf and Nangong Sheep were now in a state of boundless desolation, gazing silently in the direction of Fengdu City for a long time, as if looking up at an insurmountable high mountain.

  "Little friend, what good things have you seen in the city of Fengdu?" After a while, the two of them laughed and began to ask Guo Yao about the market conditions.

  "There is no way, absolutely no way."

  Ximen Wolf and Nangong Sheep were extremely disappointed, they discussed for a moment, suddenly had an idea. Ximen Wolf said: "I have news that one of the four great ghost kings in the world, Huangquan Ghost King's only daughter has recently returned to Baigushan, I heard she is as beautiful as a national treasure, her beauty can rival the three beauties of Gu Xuan Realm."

  "The only daughter of the Yellow Spring Ghost King, this is absolutely a high-difficulty challenge, I like it." Nangong Yang echoed.

  Ximen Wolf said with a sly smile: "I heard that this woman just passed the spiritual calamity and entered the seventh palace of the spiritual realm, known as the first genius in the ancient Xuan domain for ten thousand years. She is deeply favored by the Yellow Spring Ghost King and now holds an extraordinary position on White Bone Mountain. Soon she will be appointed as the 'Holy Girl'. This is absolutely a top-notch talent, if the number one genius of the world hadn't died yet, he would have probably gone after her already. But now it's only beneficial for us brothers."

  Guo Yixin secretly admired these two bold and daring flower thieves, who even dared to take the only daughter of the Yellow Spring Ghost King. He wanted to bid farewell, saying: "I, Guo Yixin, have a shallow mind and limited aspirations, I don't have your grand ideals and fearless courage, so I'll take my leave now. Wishing you two a smooth journey."

  "Halt." Nangong Yang called out to Guo Yi, his eyes gleaming with a sinister smile. "You know our plan and yet you still want to leave? If you leak the news, won't your trip to White Bone Mountain be fraught with danger?"

  "What do you want to do?" Guo Yiyun turned two immortal gates, and the little spiritual energy wandered throughout his body, planning to take action at any time. Although the chances of success were not great, he did not want to wait for death, even if it was death, he wanted to pull a backing board.

  Ximen Wolf circled around Guo Yi, sizing him up, and exchanged a glance with Nangong Wolf. The two nodded in unison.

  "Physique is indeed sturdy, although appearance is still somewhat inferior to ours, but it's also passable." Nangong Yang muttered to himself.

  Ximen Wolf stroked his chin and said, "I think it's still okay, it's a good material. Given time, I'm sure I can make my way shine brightly."

  Guo Yi had a bad premonition and retreated repeatedly, vigilantly saying: "What are you two going to do?"

  "Take you as an apprentice." Both of them said in unison.

  "Ah!" Guo Yi's jaw almost dropped to the ground, he didn't think that in the eyes of two absolute rascals, he still had this kind of talent.

  If Guo Yao really became the closed-door disciple of Ximen Lang and Nangong Yang, becoming a new star in the flower-picking world that shook the heavens, I wonder what kind of expression would appear on Liu Yanran's and Gui Ji's faces when they found out?

  Or will he be knocked out directly...

  ……

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