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At that moment, Xiao Yefeng became a figure akin to a national hero, surrounded by thunderous applause and cheers. Alex and Abel were escorted away from the arena by two other Westerners, and as they left, both Alex and Abel cast a meaningful glance at Xiao Yefeng.
In Abel's eyes, fear was mixed with hatred; it was a feeling of wanting to kill quickly. However, for the time being, Abel could not clear the gloom in his heart. As long as that darkness lingered, he would not dare to face Xiao Yefeng.
On the other hand, Alex's gaze was filled with awe—a respect for the strong that came from deep within. Yet beneath that awe lay a sense of helplessness. Alex knew well what kind of person his young master was; this time Xiao Yefeng had spared him, but he would likely see it as an insult. Thus, Alex was filled with conflicting emotions.
Watching Abel and Alex leave, Xiao Yefeng felt a ripple of emotion within him. His years of developed sense of crisis told him he must eliminate Abel; otherwise, there would be endless troubles ahead. However, after becoming a Geomancer, Xiao Yefeng had developed a certain respect for life. He found himself uncertain about whether he should kill someone who posed a threat to him. In the past, he would have sought an opportunity to eliminate such a person without hesitation. Now, however, his concerns had multiplied, and his once cold-blooded nature had softened.
At this moment, Xiao Yefeng shook his head. Abel was merely a clown; the real trouble lay with Yuan Xun. With this thought in mind, he quickly left the arena and swiftly pursued the path Yuan Xun had taken.
“Have you found that person?” Xiao Yefeng asked into the phone.
“Bro, I’m sorry. That guy slipped away like an eel; after entering the emergency passage, he vanished. My people have searched the surrounding woods of the club but found no trace!” Hong Yan's voice came through the phone.
“Alright! Then don’t look for him anymore. He’s not someone ordinary people can confront. Let your people come back! He will come looking for me!” Xiao Yefeng said before hanging up.
Looking at the silent safety passage, Xiao Yefeng thought to himself: It’s impossible for him to have left. Yuan Xun knows that after my confrontation with Abel is when I am at my weakest. If he doesn’t attack me now, then once I recover, it will be difficult for him to reclaim Zhang Chuanhai and Kitagawa’s Shikigami.
So Yuan Xun must not have left. With this in mind, Xiao Yefeng took several turns until he found a corner against the wall where he sat cross-legged. He sank his consciousness into the Spirit Platform. At this moment, Zhang Chuanhai was also continuously searching for Yuan Xun's presence. In fact, within the Fierce Tiger Fighting Club, Zhang Chuanhai's ghostly power was even stronger than Xiao Yefeng's due to the unique terrain here providing endless Yin Qi support.
Upon seeing Xiao Yefeng arrive, Zhang Chuanhai shook his head and said, “He really is gone. The terrain here is very advantageous for me; however, it’s even more beneficial for Yuan Xun. I truly cannot find him!”
Seeing Zhang Chuanhai shake his head in frustration as well left Xiao Yefeng feeling helpless too. After pondering for a moment, an idea suddenly struck him as he focused on Zhang Chuanhai; a method to accurately locate Yuan Xun appeared in his mind.
Thinking of this, Xiao Yefeng withdrew all his spiritual power and suddenly opened his eyes. The Twin Swords pointed up and down, with the left sword pressing down on his right wrist. The swords stood upright in front of his chest as he silently recited a secret incantation: "The momentum descends, riding its arrival; the momentum lies low, seeking its gathering. I am the heir of Baoyun Palace, here to seek the lost Fate Soul of Living Soul Zhang Chuanhai. I hope you can guide me, esteemed immortal!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he pointed the sword at an empty space in front of him. In an instant, Zhang Chuanhai's ghost appeared before Xiao Yefeng. Zhang Chuanhai looked at Xiao Yefeng with a puzzled expression. At this moment, Xiao Yefeng could only say, "Brother Zhang, condense a bit of your Yin Qi and transfer it to me!"
Zhang Chuanhai understood that Xiao Yefeng was not joking. He immediately transferred a bit of his original Yin Qi to Xiao Yefeng. After receiving Zhang Chuanhai's Yin Qi, Xiao Yefeng flipped his sword and directly erased Zhang Chuanhai's position. Zhang Chuanhai returned to Xiao Yefeng's Spirit Platform, and at that moment, an ancient mirror appeared in Xiao Yefeng's hand—it was the Bagua Mirror.
As the mirror surface flipped, the Yin-Yang Fish appeared above it. Xiao Yefeng held the Bagua Mirror in his left hand while slightly separating his right hand's sword fingers. His index finger pressed Zhang Chuanhai's Yin Qi onto the Yin Fish, while his middle finger infused his own pure spiritual power into the Yang Fish. The Yin-Yang Fish reacted instantly, spinning rapidly. Xiao Yefeng quickly turned the mirror over, revealing an image resembling a compass on its copper surface.
In the center, a constantly rotating pointer spun rapidly, just like the Yin-Yang Fish behind it. Time passed second by second until the Yin-Yang Fish suddenly stopped, and the clicking sounds ceased abruptly. The pointer on the mirror pointed northward. Seeing this, Xiao Yefeng felt a surge of joy and slapped the ground beneath him, exclaiming, "Great! I've found it! If it weren't for my spiritual power being enhanced recently, this soul-seeking technique might not have worked!"
Indeed, what Xiao Yefeng had just performed was one of the secret techniques from the Xiao Family's memory—the soul-seeking technique. However, this spiritual technique was not something even several generations back in his family had used; it was a rare technique from the Feng Shui Techniques' chapter on seeking souls. In the past, various reasons led to incomplete souls unable to reincarnate; this soul-seeking technique was specifically designed to find lost souls. Nowadays, such situations were rare, so very few people knew how to perform it—only families like the Xiao Family with their peculiar heritage could possess such knowledge.
After consuming most of his spiritual power, Xiao Yefeng finally located where Zhang Chuanhai's Fate Soul was imprisoned. He believed that such an important item would definitely be carried by Yuan Xun; finding the Fate Soul meant finding Yuan Xun!
Calmly restoring his depleted spiritual power, Xiao Yefeng looked at the pointer on the Bagua Mirror and noticed it was weakly moving westward. This indicated that the Soul Banner carrying Zhang Chuanhai's Fate Soul was moving as well. Moreover, the pointer was becoming more solidified, meaning that Xiao Yefeng and the Life Banner were getting closer—Yuan Xun was approaching!
Realizing this made Xiao Yefeng think about how he had summoned Zhang Chuanhai to search for the Life Banner; indirectly, he had allowed Yuan Xun—who held the Life Banner—to sense Zhang Chuanhai's location! For Zhang Chuanhai's Fate Soul to return to him, it needed to keep searching; however, due to his aura and the sealing effect of the Bagua Mirror, Yuan Xun couldn't find Zhang Chuanhai. Yet Zhang Chuanhai's own Fate Soul could sense any trace of energy at any time.
Seeing that the pointer was continuously solidifying made Xiao Yefeng understand that Yuan Xun had also discovered him. Now he had one advantage: he knew that Yuan Xun was getting close and had a rough idea of his location. Therefore, Xiao Yefeng decided to draw out the snake from its hole; taking advantage of his current state of confidence and readiness, he resolved to confront Yuan Xun head-on!
With this thought in mind, Xiao Yefeng circled back through a safe passage to return to ground level. Upon seeing Hong Yan, he instructed her to drive away and wait for him on the road outside the mountain. Although Hong Yan wanted to fight alongside him, she was stopped by Xiao Yefeng. Her abundant Yang energy—perhaps due to her mastery of Eighteen Palms of Dragon Subduing—was incredibly pure and radiant; while it could resist Yuan Xun’s dark techniques, Xiao Yefeng didn’t want to owe anyone a favor and most importantly felt uncomfortable with such a situation.
In the end, Hong Yan left while Fat Li trembled in front of Xiao Yefeng. At this moment, Xiao Yefeng looked at Fat Li and said: "I don't want to pursue anything else; if you want to live, leave here as quickly as possible!"
Ignoring his persistent questions, Xiao Yefeng turned and left. He didn't want to stay with this fat man any longer; the aura of death surrounding him was overwhelming. Even if Xiao Yefeng helped him avoid this disaster, he wouldn't escape the next one. Xiao Yefeng couldn't understand why people's fates were so unpredictable. One moment, the future seemed uncertain, and the next, it transformed into an unavoidable doom. However, Xiao Yefeng was no saint; he didn't possess such a powerful compassionate heart. There was nothing he could do for someone who deserved their fate.
Under Fatty Li's gaze, Xiao Yefeng departed quickly. Once outside the club, he maneuvered around the Ghost Trees planted around it and slipped beneath the Lonely Mountain of the Crowned White Tiger. Taking a path behind, he successfully climbed the hill and surveyed the terrain from above. The shape of Lonely Mountain resembled a crouching tiger, and through his Yin-Yang Eye, he saw the entire club shrouded in ominous energy. In such a strange landscape, Fatty Li, as the highest leader and the one suppressing the energy flow, would naturally be the first to face this dark force. Yet, Xiao Yefeng still couldn't comprehend why Fatty Li's aura changed so rapidly.
However, this was not the time for contemplation. The needle on the Bagua Mirror had become almost tangible, glowing with a hint of red light. Clearly, Yuan Xun was less than a kilometer to the west.
Realizing Yuan Xun's location, Xiao Yefeng hurried down the mountain and hid in the woods. Sure enough, as they crossed paths, Xiao Yefeng found Yuan Xun first. Crouching in a patch of grass in a shadowy spot, he observed Yuan Xun carrying a long sword and holding a compass. Suddenly, a faint sound of a helicopter blade reached Xiao Yefeng's ears.
The fleeting sound puzzled him; it was barely audible. However, two years ago, Xiao Yefeng had often flown helicopters, so he recognized that sound without a doubt. In an instant, he pushed this thought aside as Yuan Xun came to a halt.
At that moment, Yuan Xun held the compass with both hands. After careful examination, a look of confusion appeared on his face. Like Xiao Yefeng, he found a giant tree to lean against and sat down. He began to perform hand seals while chanting incantations, occasionally glancing at the compass and calculating with his fingers. At this point, Xiao Yefeng was less than fifty meters away from Yuan Xun; however, there was no cover in that distance—any movement would reveal his presence—so an ambush was out of the question.
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