Now, they could only sneak over quietly to uncover the truth.

They proceeded slowly, displaying their light Qinggong, stepping lightly.

After a while, they arrived at the center of the fight.

Parting the leaves in front of them, they looked down and saw two groups of people of Asian descent fighting.

Listening to their shouts, they seemed to be from the Shenzhou Country. Looking at the colors, styles, and emblems of their clothing, they appeared to be cultivators from two different sects.

"Meishan Sect and Wuyi Sect, why are they fighting here?" Lin Yanping asked.

She recognized instantly which sects they were from, having been in the Cultivation World for a long time and being familiar with the attire and emblems of the major sects.

"Over a hundred-year-old Lingzhi," Lin Yifan answered.

He saw that both groups were fighting around a hundred-year-old Lingzhi growing on a dead tree, so he guessed that they were fighting over this particular Lingzhi.

"A hundred-year-old Lingzhi? Where?" Li Xiaofeng asked curiously.

"On that dead tree over there," Lin Yifan pointed toward a moss-covered dead tree at the center of the battle.

The tree had turned into decayed wood, now being eroded by bacteria and fungi.

Following the direction Lin Yifan was pointing, Li Xiaofeng indeed saw a large brown Lingzhi and curiously asked, "How do you know it's a hundred years old?"

"By its color, size, scent, and so on. From this distance, I can still smell its fragrance, so such a Lingzhi must be over a hundred years old," Lin Yifan replied.

He had studied medicinal herbs for several months and had gained some understanding of various herbs; therefore, he could roughly estimate the age of the Lingzhi.

Laypeople, not understanding the nuances, had to rely on the word of experts. Li Xiaofeng did not question further.

At that moment, Li Dafeng became curious and asked, "Is that hundred-year-old Lingzhi valuable?"

"They are all fighting bloodily over it, what do you think?" Lin Yifan counters.

"Should we get involved, stir up these muddy waters?" Li Xiaofeng asked the three of them.

Realizing it was a treasure, his eyes instantly sparkled with greed.

"Don't rush, let's wait until they both suffer losses, then we'll reap the benefits of the fisherman," Lin Yifan replied.

"Yes! Yes! Brother Lin is right, let's reap the benefits of the fisherman," Li Xiaofeng praised continuously, agreeing with this idea wholeheartedly.

At that moment, the previous small quarrels, minor conflicts, and slight anger instantly dissipated.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The fight at the scene was in full swing, with cultivators from both sects fighting furiously.

"Peng Jiaming, don't push us too far! The hundred-year-old Lingzhi was first discovered by our Wuyi Sect; it rightfully belongs to us," Xie Tianfei shouted angrily.

He was the senior among the Wuyi Sect cultivators present, effectively their elder brother, and he had a certain degree of authority.

Earlier, while they were searching for the millennium Blood Ginseng, they passed by this place and discovered the hundred-year-old Lingzhi. Just as they were about to fly up and pick it, cultivators from the Meishan Sect came out and snatched it, which was extremely infuriating.

"Humph! What a joke. A hundred-year-old Lingzhi grows on a tree, finders keepers. Until the day you take it in your hands, it's not yours," Peng Jiaming retorted with a cold laugh.

He was the leader among these Meishan Sect cultivators, and his realm was the same as Xie Tianfei's, both at the Middle Stage of the Divinity Transformation First Realm.

Since it was such a precious treasure like the hundred-year-old Lingzhi, having seen it, they would not miss the opportunity; therefore, they absolutely could not allow the Wuyi Sect to succeed.

"So, you mean to say you won't let go?" Xie Tianfei asked.

"It's obvious." Peng Jiaming replied.

"Very well! Since it's like that, don't blame me for being rude." Having said that, Xie Tianfei immediately uses his strongest move to strike at Peng Jiaming.

Seeing this, Peng Jiaming also quickly readies his most powerful move to counter Xie Tianfei's fierce sword strike.

"Boom!"

The next moment, their weapons collide, unleashing a strong force that sweeps through the surroundings.

Instantly, both men are struck by a huge recoil, their bodies sustaining varying degrees of damage.

After withstanding the strike, both men stagger back, stabilize their bodies, and then swallow healing medicinal pills to rapidly treat the injuries inside their bodies.

Meanwhile, disciples from both sects are injured; seeing their senior brothers in trouble, they abandon the fight and rush over.

"Senior brother! Senior brother! Are you alright?"

"I'm fine."

Xie Tianfei and Peng Jiaming each respond to their own junior brothers and sisters.

Now, with the leaders of both sects seriously injured, it was time for them to take action themselves.

Thus, Lin Yifan and his group swiftly leave the tall tree and head straight for the centennial Lingzhi on the withered tree.

Seeing a group suddenly appear on the battlefield, the cultivators from the Meishan Sect and Wuyi Sect frown and watch these four intently, fearing that this group might take advantage of their vulnerability to kill them or seize the opportunity to steal the centennial Lingzhi.

After a few seconds, realizing that the four were headed for the centennial Lingzhi, Peng Jiaming and Xie Tianfei felt uneasy and both commanded, "Quick, stop them, don't let them take the centennial Lingzhi."

Upon the senior brothers' command, the junior brothers and sisters, despite their pain, flew to intercept Lin Yifan and his group.

Seeing this, Li Dafeng, Li Xiaofeng, and Lin Yanping immediately draw their swords to counterattack; meanwhile, Lin Yifan sneaks over to pick the centennial Lingzhi from the tree.

With their own junior brothers and sisters held up by the trio of Li Dafeng, they had no choice but to enter the fray themselves, despite their injuries.

Although both were severely injured, dealing with Lin Yifan, a cultivator in the Breaking Mortal Fourth Realm, was still well within their capabilities.

So, they turned enemies into allies, united against the external threat.

Seeing Peng Jiaming and Xie Tianfei both wielding swords and attacking, Lin Yifan who had just reached the dead tree instantly pulls out a firearm and shoots.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

After firing several bullets, he finds that they were ineffective against the two powerful cultivators; therefore, he had to put away his gun and launch a palm strike.

Though both men were injured, the power they exhibited was not reduced in the slightest, still being in the middle stage of the Divinity Transformation First Realm; facing such force, he was definitely not a match at this stage; hence, he had to dodge first, then counterattack.

With the injured reacting slower than usual, Lin Yifan takes advantage of this, swiftly dodging and quickly counterattacking by striking each of the two men's backs with a palm.

"Bang! Bang!"

Hit by the ferocious palm strike, Peng Jiaming and Xie Tianfei both feel a fiery pain in their backs, a bit painful.

They had not expected that this Breaking Mortal Fourth Realm youth could deliver such immense power, they had truly underestimated him.

"Damn it! How did he do that?" Peng Jiaming asks through clenched teeth.

"Never mind how he did it, let's kill him first, we absolutely cannot let him get the centennial Lingzhi," Xie Tianfei replied; then attacked again.

Peng Jiaming agrees with this approach, thus he also raises his sword to strike.

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