Let's just drift through life together in this quick transmigration story.

Chapter 781 The Only Pure White Jasmine Flower in the Cultivation World (27)

Seeing that there was no progress, the great wizard went to search for it himself.

Xiong Bufan stayed in the Demon Realm for another two days. Feeling bored, he began to frantically amass wealth in preparation for returning to the Yitian Sect.

As for the Demon Lord, who was bound like a dumpling in the quantum prison, Xiong Bufan had long forgotten about him.

The demons searched for a long time but found nothing of value. Xiong Bufan had already piloted his flying vehicle to the entrance of the barrier.

The monster lurked on the ground, its eyes glowing green, clearly wanting to devour Xiong Bufan.

"It's not extraordinary; it's best not to break the barrier."

Xiong Bufan pulled out a penetrating gun from his spatial storage. "I know what I'm doing."

"it is good."

The Penetrating Gun is specifically designed to destroy interstellar protective shields. With this, one can go anywhere. The Penetrating Gun is a prohibited item in interstellar space, but this restriction is not very effective for Xiong Bufan.

Xiong Bufan drew a circle on the barrier with the penetrating gun, and then that part of the barrier became empty, allowing Xiong Bufan to crawl out of the barrier.

"Oh no! A demon has emerged from the barrier! Oh no!"

One of the cultivators on the ground shouted to relay the message, while the rest quickly formed an array to prepare to deal with Xiong Bufan.

They were about to fight as soon as they came out. Xiong Bufan took out a machine gun from his spatial storage and fired a burst at the ground, shouting, "I'm a god, can't you see that?"

"This demon's strength is terrifying. Quickly go and invite the sect elders."

"Yes, senior brother."

Xiong Bufan, holding a machine gun in one hand and a light energy particle cannon in the other, fired it directly.

She said she wasn't a demon, she was a god.

The cultivators lay in pools of blood, but Xiong Bufan held back, not taking their lives outright.

After dealing with the people on the ground, Xiong Bufan piloted her flying vehicle straight to the Yitian Sect. She wanted to go back and ask what exactly the kill order was all about.

Wave after wave of cultivators rushed toward the location of the barrier, some searching for the escaped demon, others repairing the barrier.

Xiong Bufan encountered trouble again, as another group of people blocked his way. "Demon, don't run away!"

Xiong Bufan: "You are the devil, your whole family are devils."

"You devil, you still dare to argue?" With that, the leader rushed forward.

Other disciples started spreading the word, but Xiong Bufan was too lazy to fight them, so he turned and ran.

Xiong Bufan would never kill people from the major immortal sects, because he would eventually die from exhaustion if he did.

After receiving news that Xiong Bufan had left the Demon Clan, Zhihan sent a message to Zhiwei, saying that he was going back to his secluded cultivation place.

"Junior brother, why don't you wait a few more days?"

Zhihan: "Senior Brother, she's back. I need to go into seclusion right away, or it will be too late."

Zhiwei tugged at Zhihan's sleeve, "Don't worry, she won't come back. Now she's the enemy of the entire cultivation world."

Zhihan tried to calm herself down, but found it was no use, so she could only keep pulling her sleeve back.

"Senior brother, please let me go."

If that woman comes back, she won't let me go.

Zhiwei: "Even a tiger won't eat its cubs."

Zhihan was truly enraged now. "I have nothing to do with her. Don't stop me anymore, or I'll sever all ties with you."

"Then you can leave if you want. I'll leave the Yitian Sect to you."

Hearing Zhiwei say this, Zhihan felt a little embarrassed and said, "Senior brother, I have found the Mirror of Reflection. It is in the storeroom and you can use it at any time."

"Take care, senior brother." After saying this, Zhihan disappeared like a wisp of smoke.

Zhihan stayed where he was, reminiscing about the beautiful days when the God of War of Twilight was alive, when he and his fellow disciples cultivated together, played together, and went on adventures in the mortal realm together.

Everything has changed now, and my master is gone too.

More and more pursuers were closing in on Xiong Bufan, who was getting tired of it. He took out ten smoke bombs from his spatial storage and quickly threw them at the pursuing immortals.

A large cloud of smoke suddenly burst into the air. People on the ground looked up at the sky and thought it was going to rain.

Wearing a gas mask, Xiong Bufan kept throwing out quantum prisons into the crowd.

No one can bully Xiong Bufan for nothing, not even if they outnumber him.

Iron cages began to fall from the sky, each containing more than twenty cultivators.

As Xiong Bufan watched from the side, she knew that she was a genius.

Kongkong: "Bufan, what do you plan to do?"

"I'll make them pay for their own release. Who told them to keep chasing after me?"

If they provoke me again, I'll stuff bombs into their cages.

Kongkong: "Hahahaha."

The first group of cultivators who landed in the cages were still cursing, "Demon, let us go, let us go, or our sect will not let you off the hook."

"That's right, let us go."

Xiong Bufan: "Are you telling me that you have to consider the owner before beating a dog?"

"I'm not letting go."

The cultivator broke through the great defense, shouting, "Demon, you are the demon!"

Xiong Bufan sat to one side and said leisurely, "You say I'm a demon? Do you have any evidence? You can't just be making baseless accusations against God all along, can you?"

Monk A: "What you've done is heinous; can't you be called a demon?"

Xiong Bufan took out a small TNT from his spatial storage and said, "For example?"

Monk A: "The evidence is right here. What else do you have to say to deny it?"

"You were the ones who bullied me first, outnumbering me. You're the real devils." After saying that, Xiong Bufan didn't bother to argue. He replaced the TNT with tear gas, stuffed it into the cage that was making the loudest noise, and then strode away.

The monk was so affected by the fumes that he kept tearing up and coughing, as if he were coughing up his lungs.

On the way back, Xiong Bufan encountered several more groups of pursuers, but they all gathered together and he dealt with them using the same method.

Xiong Bufan is becoming more and more kind; he actually doesn't want those devils to die.

Zhiwei received message after message, each one telling her that Xiong Bufan was getting closer and closer to the Yitian Sect, and that he was returning with great momentum this time.

Zhiwei also wanted to leave, but he had to be responsible for the Yitian Sect, as it was his master's last effort.

"Someone, prepare the Mirror of Reflection; it must remain in the main hall."

"Yes."

Wherever Xiong Bufan goes, he leaves behind one or two cages.

Lu You led his fellow disciples to rescue the imprisoned people. Following his memory, he stood in front of the cage and kept chanting the spell that Xiong Bufan had uttered, "Open Sesame."

The surroundings remained silent, but Lu You, undeterred, shouted again, "Muggle, open the door!"

"Open the gourd door."

"Watermelon, open the door."

.....

No matter which name was called, the quantum prison remained unopened; Lu You seemed to be there to watch the spectacle.

The ill-tempered monks imprisoned there began to berate Lu You, but Lu You himself was powerless to do anything about it.