By the campfire, Lu Ye raised his eyes and saw two figures slowly approaching, swaying along with the firelight.

After a short moment, a man and a woman stopped not far away. The man was tall and the woman was petite and lovely, appearing to be a couple.

"Greetings, brother," the man clasped his hands, while the petite woman beside him glanced at the black horse behind Lu Ye, a strange light flashing in her eyes.

Lu Ye looked at the tops of their heads, revealing an intrigued expression: "Are you... bandits from Great Wind Mountain?"

The man's expression changed immediately: "Friend, that's quite an accusation. My wife and I are merely passing through; we've never done anything unscrupulous."

"Is that so?"

"Naturally."

"Poof, poof..." Two soft sounds suddenly emerged.

The man was momentarily stunned: "What noise was that?"

The petite woman withdrew her gaze from the black horse, sniffed lightly, and her face changed in shock: "There's a scent of blood... something's not right!"

The man suddenly realized as well, and his expression turned fierce. He leaped high into the air, lunging at Lu Ye.

"Thud!" Lu Ye sat still on the ground, but somehow a massive spear appeared in his hand. He thrust it straight through the man, hanging him on the spear.

"You..." The man looked at Lu Ye in disbelief. Though he had known Lu Ye was trouble the moment he saw the black horse, they had thought to approach and gather intelligence first. Who knew the opponent would strike so ruthlessly?

Where did they go wrong?

The petite woman had just drawn a long whip from her waist, ready to attack, but seeing her companion skewered in an instant, she turned and fled with a horrified expression.

She knew their opponent wasn't weak, but she hadn't expected him to be this strong.

With a swish, a sound of something breaking through the air came from behind. The blood-stained spear suddenly fell from the sky, brushing against her chest, and pierced two feet into the ground before her.

The woman froze in place, as a cold sweat broke out on her body in the evening breeze.

She was sure it wasn't a miss; such precise control was clearly a warning. If she dared to run again, she would surely meet the same end as her partner.

A moment later, Lu Ye was holding a large beast leg, biting into it as the woman knelt trembling across the fire. She hadn't dared to escape, so she came back.

"Speak," Lu Ye said, his mouth crunching, the sound of bones cracking.

The sight of him eating made the woman feel even more terrified.

"We came down from the camp; Sixth Master hasn't returned, so we came to support him..."

As Lu Ye had suspected, these people were indeed bandits.

In truth, Lu Ye had guessed it when he saw them, because the numbers above their heads were just over a thousand, like those of bandits.

Besides, in such deep mountains and late at night, who else would be traveling?

The old horse had chosen the right path. He had been worried he was going the wrong way, but now it was clear that the camp she mentioned was the bandits' gathering point, where he could presumably collect many Asura Seals.

They weren't just two people but four. The man and woman were to engage Lu Ye directly and distract him while two others approached in secret to take him down.

However, Lu Ye had already noticed. He dispatched the two hidden bandits with two small stones; the initial popping sounds were the stones killing them.

After the woman finished speaking, she cautiously glanced at Lu Ye, but he didn't respond, continuing his feast.

After a while, Lu Ye ordered, "Continue cooking!"

"Hm?" The female bandit was taken aback for a moment, and then she reacted quickly, eagerly getting up, cutting a large piece of meat from the exotic beast's corpse beside her, and placing it on the fire to roast.

The woman was indeed meticulous, even carrying seasonings with her while traveling, much to Lu Ye's delight. With seasonings, the roasted meat wouldn't taste so bland.

One roasted, one ate, the scene was bizarre.

The woman's roasting skills were rather good, achieving a nice crispy outside and tender inside. As she roasted, she smirked, a look of satisfaction flashing in her eyes.

What does strength matter when you've consumed so much Seven Fragrance Powder? Soon, you'll be like fish on the chopping board!

These bandits were skilled in many tricks when dealing with enemies. Poisoning was the most common method. Normally, poisoning food requires caution to avoid detection, but with the seasonings as a cover, no one would notice.

In her view, this young lord who killed their Sixth Master was probably some noble from a great family out adventuring, somewhat capable but ignorant of the world's dangers.

Perfect timing for me to teach you a lesson! She thought, secretly pleased.

She looked forward to the young man's astonished and flustered expression when the poison took effect.

"Uh..."

Just as she was thinking this, a strange noise came from Lu Ye, as if his throat was blocked, and his face flushed, eyes vacant.

The woman's beautiful face immediately revealed a smile, covering her mouth as she giggled, her body trembling with laughter.

Despite his poor eating habits, this young master had an ethereal quality that was completely different from the rough bandits in the camp. Once subdued, she could really savor the moment.

"Bang!" Lu Ye suddenly patted his chest, then grabbed the water pouch beside him, took a sip of water, and looked at the woman with a puzzled expression, "Choked. What's so funny?"

The woman's smile quickly faded, and she lowered her head with a submissive expression: "I was saved by your compassion, narrowly escaping death, and am weeping with joy!"

Wasn't he supposed to have been poisoned? This guy is quite formidable; it seems I'll have to wait a bit longer.

The waiting lasted a whole night, and the anticipation in the woman's heart gradually dissipated, turning into suspicion and then fear...

What's with this person? She's never seen someone who can eat so much; even the one they call a glutton, the Third Master, doesn't eat this much in one meal.

Such a large exotic beast, and he's already eaten almost half of it. What's more puzzling is that his stomach shows no signs of bloating.

Where did all the food he ate go? After all, he even ate the bones.

If it were just that, it would be fine, but she used up all her Seven Fragrance Powder, yet he remains completely unharmed!

There's no way someone this ridiculous could exist in the world; could it be... a ghost?

"This piece of meat..." Suddenly, a voice came from the other side.

The woman trembled, looking up at Lu Ye, only to see Lu Ye frowning, holding a large piece of grilled beast meat: "The taste is off; did you change the seasoning?"

The woman forced a strained smile: "I did. The initial seasoning ran out."

Although she had brought quite a bit of Seven Fragrance Powder, how could it suffice at this rate? Such an amount of Seven Fragrance Powder would be enough to knock out a hundred people, yet he remained perfectly fine.

Thinking about how the Sixth Master died at the hands of this person, the woman suddenly realized that she wasn't dealing with an ordinary person, but a cultivator like the other leaders!

Only a cultivator could resist the effects of the Seven Fragrance Powder! No wonder he could kill the Sixth Master.

"Alright, keep grilling," Lu Ye instructed.

The woman dared not delay and quickly complied.

Meanwhile, in the Nameless Land.

A mirrored surface floated in mid-air, reflecting a scene — deep in a forest, under the cover of night, a campfire blazed, and beside it sat a young man wielding a long knife, devouring his meal. A woman nearby was grilling beast meat with a worried expression.

Nearby, only a few bones of the exotic beast remained.

The scene depicted was exactly where Lu Ye was now, and the one eating the roasted meat was indeed him.

The perspective reflected in the mirror seemed to hover not far in front of him, yet Lu Ye remained completely unaware.

Beside the mirror, several individuals sat, their eyes fixed intently on Lu Ye, an air of observation and scrutiny in their gaze.

A slow tapping sound resonated, catching their attention, and they rose respectfully, saying, "Clan Leader!"

The sound grew louder, and shortly thereafter, an elderly man with white hair, appearing on the verge of death, approached with the support of a woman, using a cane to walk.

The Clan Leader's eyes flashed a hint of silver, and after watching for a while, he finally spoke, "What is the situation?"

A man responsible for observing the situation reported excitedly, "Clan Leader, the character of this generation's successor seems good, at least so far. He seems worthy of being entrusted with our responsibility."

The Clan Leader nodded slightly, "One's true nature is revealed when they have little; the strength or weakness of ability can indeed affect one's disposition. But to see a person's true character, one must observe their conduct when they are weak."

"Clan Leader, you are right. However, this person has only killed lawless bandits so far and has been indifferent to the temptations faced by ordinary villagers, which speaks to his good nature. This time... it should be possible."

"No rush," the Clan Leader shook his head, "keep observing, and report any situation at once."

"Yes!" They responded.

The Clan Leader turned slowly. His time was short; if he could see his clan break free from shackles in his lifetime, he would die without regret!

Originally, he thought he would never see this opportunity in his life. Who knew it would appear so suddenly?

"Something's wrong!" someone exclaimed.

The Clan Leader, who was about to leave, immediately turned around, his cloudy eyes becoming much clearer at that moment, straining to look at the mirrored surface, where Lu Ye was suddenly surrounded by a burst of invisible energy.

"This is..." The Clan Leader showed a look of astonishment.

"His cultivation has increased!" The person responsible for observing Lu Ye's condition noticed.

As soon as the words fell, the once clear mirrored surface began to blur.

"It's bad; the Asura Field is adjusting!"

"Wasn't his cultivation suppressed to only the 4th orifice? How long has it been, and yet he's advanced?"

"It seems we've all underestimated the power of that artifact; it might be something even the Asura Field can't suppress."

"Now that he's broken through the suppression, the Asura Field will certainly make adjustments."

"Intervene quickly!"

"We can't intervene; we could only make arrangements before he entered this scenario. Once he's inside, no one can interfere. The Asura Field will operate and adjust on its own."

An uproar ensued.