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There were layers upon layers of forests outside the Creek Village. The sound Ye Zhifa heard came from a place not too far away from the village entrance.

When he stepped into the forest, the voice that entered his ears was not only clearer, but it also allowed him to hear a bit more.

He ran towards the sound and heard the tiger's roar getting louder and louder, but the human's voice didn't disappear. He couldn't help but be amazed, thinking to himself, this person was truly amazing to be able to last so long under the attacks of the tiger.

If it was just relying on speed, this man would become a tiger's food sooner or later, but from time to time, he would throw a few shiny silver hidden weapons at the White Tiger's head. In order to avoid the concealed weapons, the White Tiger could only reduce its speed and give the man in black a chance of survival.

Even though Ye Zhifa was still a newcomer, he knew that interfering at such a time would disrupt the pace of the black-clothed man's battle and he would even be seen as a meritorious person, thus adding fuel to the fire for no reason. Thus, Ye Zhifa held his breath and hid behind the tree, quietly taking out the sword on his back, waiting for the opportunity to strike.

After the game of cat and mouse continued for a while, the man in black gradually became anxious. In the end, he was still a mortal and could only rely on his internal energy to keep up with the white tiger. Thinking of this, he reached for his belt, preparing to use his trump card.

But he didn't expect that the White Tiger would change its move before him!

The White Tiger took in a deep breath and suddenly let out a heaven-shaking tiger roar!

This roar was greatly different from the one before. For a moment, Ye Zhifa was not aware of it, and was startled by the roar. He only felt his vision go black, and immediately used his sword to support himself, before he fell to the ground.

The distance between him and the man in black was quite far, yet he was still like this. The man in black was much closer than him, so how could he escape?

As the black-clothed man descended, his chest was grabbed by the White Tiger, causing blood to immediately gush out. After it landed on the ground, the White Tiger pounced towards it!

Just as the man in black was about to die, a cold light pierced through the air. It was Ye Zhifa's sword!

Ye Zhifa's sword was used by Du Lin before he entered the Dao. Although it was ordinary, its sharpness was incomparable, its power was far superior to the hidden weapons that the man in black had thrown previously. The White Tiger also did not expect that someone would be in trouble. It did not check for a while, but its front paw was immediately struck by a sword, and was immediately slashed by Ye Zhifa with a big hole.

Seeing that his attack was successful, Ye Zhifa immediately changed his technique, the sword aura was bright like starlight, directly enveloping the ferocious beast, which was the killing technique of the Fallen Tune Sword Art, "Star Light"!

Ever since he had seen Du Lin demonstrate Star Light for his Sword Intent Realm, Ye Zhifa had been pondering over this move. Although it did not gain the attention of the crowd, it had already gained some meaning to the starlight that filled the sky.

When had the White Tiger ever seen such a powerful sword force? Countless bloody holes immediately appeared on its body.

But just as Ye Zhifa was about to put it away, the White Tiger actually ignored the injuries on its body and let out a loud roar, shocking Ye Zhifa to the point that his vision turned black once again.

When it was dark, Ye Zhifa could only withdraw his sword and protect himself. However, when he regained his consciousness, he discovered that the White Tiger had already escaped into the depths of the forest.

Ye Zhifa originally wanted to chase after the White Tiger, but just as he was about to step forward, he heard a weak groan coming from beside him.

If it were any other Successor Disciple of the Bend Flower Sword Palace, they would most likely abandon the black-clothed man here and complete their own Successor Disciple mission first. However, compared to the people of this world, Ye Zhifa's heart was unavoidably filled with reverence towards humanity. After hesitating for a moment, he decided to give up on the chase.

Although the villagers of Creek Village did not know why Ye Zhifa had suddenly said goodbye, but after hearing that he would be back soon, they did not leave their position at the entrance of the village. Unexpectedly, Ye Zhifa did not take long to return, and he brought back another injured man.

Most of the villagers here lived by harvesting herbs, and there were a few techniques that were slightly different from the original. Although the man in black looked miserable, it was still the easiest injury to deal with.

After entrusting the black clothed man to the villagers, Ye Zhifa immediately turned around and returned to the forest, wanting to find its whereabouts through the white tiger's dripping blood.

It was just that this Mountain Lord was very cunning, after being injured, he had specially found a pond to wash off the bloodstains on his body. Ye Zhifa had chased him to the pond and cut off his tracks.

In the next two days, Ye Zhifa continuously entered the forest, but to no avail.

He couldn't find the tiger, but he was waiting for another good news — the unconscious man in black had woken up.

When the black clothed man woke up, Ye Zhifa coincidentally returned to the village to rest, so he came over to see the person that he had rescued with his own hands.

It was only now that Ye Zhifa could clearly see the black clothed man's face. This person looked quite handsome, but he still looked a bit childish. He was probably around sixteen to seventeen years old.

When Ye Zhifa stepped into the hut where the man in black was resting, the man saw that Ye Zhifa's attire was different from the rest of the villagers, and he made a guess.

"I am Di Quji, a disciple of the Meteor gate, may I ask if you are the one who saved me?"

Ye Zhifa nodded and admitted it, then reported himself as sect master.

For some reason, Ye Zhifa realised that when he mentioned that he was a disciple of Bend Flower Sword Palace, Di Quji's expression became ugly for a moment, but was quickly suppressed.

Ye Zhifa realized that something was amiss, and had wanted to ask a few questions, but he didn't expect Di Quji to be even more anxious than he was.

"I am unable to repay you for saving my life. At this moment, you do not have to thank me anymore." Brother Ye, I just want to ask, how many days have I been unconscious for? "

"I saved you the day before yesterday. You were unconscious for two days, and now it's the third day."

"The third day … "Oh no, could it be a full moon today?"

Tonight was indeed a full moon. If it was in Ye Zhifa's previous life, today would be the Spring Festival. However, in this life, there were no such days or festivals. Ye Zhifa did not know why Di Quji cared so much about this day.

"Today is indeed the full moon. Is there anything wrong with it?"

"That White Tiger is already close to a Spirit Demon, as long as it can endure through another month's worth of night, it will become a Demon! After tonight, it will transcend and become a demon! "