"If we keep going like this, we won't outrun them," Zhao Shijie said calmly.
"I'll stay behind, you guys go first!" Qin Zhenhua understood the meaning of Zhao Shijie's words and immediately stopped.
"Don't be like that fool Lin Ye; just try to hold them off!" Ye Wuyai turned back and warned him, worried.
"Don't worry, I still have some strength," Qin Zhenhua waved his hand.
He drew his machete and stood alone in the secret forest.
This scene reminded him of a movie.
One man, one blade, holding off an army of thousands—what a magnificent sight!
Qin Zhenhua felt that he must be incredibly cool at this moment!
"Let me show you my ultimate move!"
Facing the rapidly approaching enemies, Qin Zhenhua mobilized all his strength, raised his machete high, and stared intently ahead.
"Heav—"
Just as he shouted one word, the leading man accelerated and appeared before him.
"Hey, wait, my ultimate move isn't ready yet!"
Qin Zhenhua quickly reached out to stop him.
But the other party paid no attention at all.
Pfft—
His body was cut in two, and before his consciousness dissipated, he cursed, "I'll screw your grandpa..."
Zhao Shijie and the other person in front couldn't bear to watch; these two were more useless than the other!
"My body is about to give out. The Soul Devouring Rat is yours; you absolutely, absolutely must take it back to Xian Ge."
Zhao Shijie took out the Soul Devouring Rat from his embrace and put it into Ye Wuyai's hand, then worriedly urged, "For the Body Tempering Pill, you must complete the mission!"
"Don't worry, I'm just a runner; I guarantee I'll complete the mission. You can rest in peace."
Ye Wuyai waved his hand, his speed suddenly increased, not even looking at Zhao Shijie.
At this moment, Zhao Shijie was at the end of his rope, sitting on the ground, quietly waiting for the enemies to arrive.
Seeing Zhao Shijie sitting calmly on the ground, the leading man stopped and asked with a frown, "Are you really not afraid of death?"
"Death?" Zhao Shijie chuckled, saying calmly, "We cultivators, our path is inherently defying the heavens. If we fear death, how can we prove the Grand Dao of Cultivation?"
The leading man snorted, "Absurd. If you die, you return to dust, and what future is there to speak of?"
"Fellow Daoist, your state of mind has issues."
Zhao Shijie put on a profound and mysterious facade, but inwardly he was racking his brain for lines.
"What issues?" the man asked with a frown.
He was genuinely curious about what kind of belief made this group of people fearless of death.
"Life and death, endless reincarnation; some are born and then die, some die but are still alive. Do you understand what I mean?"
Zhao Shijie rambled on, completely bewildering the leading man.
"Senior Brother, don't listen to his nonsense; he's just stalling for time!"
The pursuers behind had caught up by then, and seeing the two debating, they couldn't help but shout a reminder.
The leading man snapped out of his daze and said coldly, "You almost got me. This time I won't kill you, move aside!"
"Fellow Daoist, why be so stubborn? As the saying goes, 'If I don't go to hell, who will go to he—'"
"You can go to hell!"
By now, the leading man had lost patience and sliced off Zhao Shijie's neck with a single sword strike.
"Chase!"
The leading man didn't even look at the corpse on the ground, his speed suddenly increased, and he quickly chased in Ye Wuyai's direction.
The distance between them was constantly closing. At this rate, they would be caught before they could even get out of the secret forest.
Ye Wuyai was anxious. He gritted his teeth and changed direction, rushing towards the densest part of the jungle.
At the same time, Chu Huaian was rushing over at top speed.
He hadn't expected a Soul Devouring Rat to appear here, which meant there was definitely a spiritual pulse nearby.
It should be known that every spiritual pulse is a treasure that is hard to come by.
It's no exaggeration to say that a spiritual pulse can elevate a low-level sect to a mid-level sect.
If it's a large spiritual pulse, it's even possible to advance to a high-level sect.
Every appearance of a spiritual pulse causes a bloody storm, and the destruction of sects is commonplace.
Chu Huaian's strength was still very weak now, and he was not qualified to participate in the spiritual pulse struggle at all, but as long as he was careful and developed quickly before other sects discovered it, he could take over this spiritual pulse.
So, this group of people must die!
Although his current realm was only Body Tempering Stage Six, don't forget, there were many items in the mall, and killing a Qi Refining Stage cultivator was easy.
It just consumed a lot of contribution points, and what he lacked least was contribution points.
He opened the light screen and saw Ye Wuyai lying bloody under a tree, his feet severed by the enemy, clearly not going to live.
Chu Huaian's eyes suddenly turned cold. He bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of vital blood, quickly drawing a Shrinking Ground Talisman on a talisman paper.
The talisman paper transformed into a streak of blood-light and merged into his body.
The next second, he instantly vanished from his original spot, and when he reappeared, he was already a kilometer away.
After several consecutive flashes, he finally arrived just as Ye Wuyai was about to close his eyes.
Whoosh—
Before the person arrived, the flying sword went first.
The leading man had a premonition and decisively retreated. The others reacted a bit slower, their bodies pierced by the flying sword, dying with grievances.
"Who?" The leading man suddenly turned his head.
The flying sword spun once and landed in Chu Huaian's hand.
Seeing Chu Huaian appear, Ye Wuyai's hazy eyes suddenly shone brightly. He tremblingly pulled out the Soul Devouring Rat from his embrace and said, his mouth full of blood:
"Xian, Xian Ge, here, here you go. We, we completed the mission. Con, contribution points..."
Chu Huaian nodded, took the Soul Devouring Rat, and without even looking at it, put it directly into his storage ring.
"You can go back in peace." Chu Huaian raised his flying sword, just about to finish off Ye Wuyai, when the latter suddenly raised his hand, pointed at that group of people, and said fiercely, "You are all dead!"
After speaking, he looked at Chu Huaian.
Chu Huaian understood and pierced his heart with a single sword strike.
The leading man not far away saw this scene, and his pupils sharply contracted.
This was a ruthless person who killed without batting an eyelid!
"I am a Qingcheng Gang disciple. May I ask Fellow Daoist to return our sect's treasure? The Qingcheng Gang will surely reward you handsomely in the future!" The leading man cupped his hands and bowed, his tone becoming extremely polite.
Chu Huaian's eyes were indifferent, and he murmured, "One Qi Refining Stage Four, three Qi Refining Stage One, and five Body Tempering Stage cultivators."
"The advantage is with me."
Just right, the beginner shop could exchange for the Five Lightning Strike Talisman, but it required five hundred contribution points.
The entire sect now had almost a thousand contribution points, and this time, half of it would be directly consumed. It was false to say he didn't feel the pinch, and besides, he still owed Zhao Shijie and the others four hundred contribution points.
This time, he was practically bankrupt.
The leading man saw that Chu Huaian was slow to speak, thinking that the other party was wary of his sect. He was inwardly delighted and was about to continue asking for the Soul Devouring Rat.
But before he could speak, a thundercloud inexplicably appeared above everyone's heads.
"No, it's the Five Lightning Talisman!"
Rumble—
Streaks of lightning raged in the clouds, then crashed down.
Bang, bang—
Screams were endless; everyone was powerless to resist, one by one blasted into shattered remains.
Only the leading man was still struggling to hold on, various treasures appearing endlessly, all used to block the lightning.
The Five Lightning Talisman could kill a Qi Refining Stage Five cultivator, but if the opponent was strong or had treasures to resist, they could still withstand the Five Lightning's assault.
The thundercloud dispersed. Of the dozen people who had just been standing, only the leading man was barely still standing.
Whoosh—
A cold, sharp light approached from afar.
The leading man was alert and raised his spirit sword to block, but unexpectedly, the cold light changed direction and pierced through from the side.
"Pfft..." The man clutched his chest, spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, and looked at Chu Huaian with hazy eyes, "Sword Spirit? Who exactly are you?"
"You are not qualified to know my name."
Chu Huaian waved his hand casually, and the man's body split into two.
After killing the man, Chu Huaian took out the Soul Devouring Rat from his storage ring and also took out a few spirit stones to feed it.
"After you eat, take me to your home."
"Squeak squeak..."
The Soul Devouring Rat hugged the spirit stones and jumped to the ground, gnawing and running, occasionally looking back at Chu Huaian.
As if saying, "Follow me, hurry and follow."
