Lu Ping used his last talisman to block the five late Blood Condensation cultivators. Just as he was about to turn and run, a mid-stage Xuan Ling Sect cultivator suddenly dashed out from the side. His speed was as fast as the late stage Xuan Ling Sect cultivators.
While Lu Ping was still in shock, a flying sword was already flying towards Lu Ping with all the arcane energy a cultivator could muster.
Lu Ping casually activated the Water Repellent Shield. The flying sword pierced through the shield, but the shield only shook a little. Only then did Lu Ping see that the flying sword was flying towards Zhang Weiqing, who had suffered a crushing defeat on Fei Ling Island. He was now a mid-stage Blood Condensation cultivator, and he was glaring at Lu Ping with hatred and horror. His face was frighteningly pale.
Lu Ping didn't have the time to think about how Zhang Weiqing managed to make a move before the late stage Xuan Ling Sect cultivators. He activated the Magic Cloud Bracelet, turned into a white light, and disappeared into the night sky.
Zhou Weilong and the other four looked at the fleeing Lu Ping with complicated expressions. They didn't expect that an early stage Xuan Ling Sect cultivator would be able to escape from their ambush. If word of this got out, they would definitely become the laughing stock of the sect.
Zhou Weilong said viciously, "If I don't kill this person, I won't be able to quell the hatred in my heart. I'm afraid that in the future, we will be laughed at by others for not being able to take care of an early stage Xuan Ling Sect cultivator. Unfortunately, the most important thing now is to escape from Zhenling."
Zhou Weilong sighed, and his expression was one of anger. The cultivators from the other sects also had troubled expressions.
Senior Martial Brother Zhao stepped out from the crowd and said, "Everyone has important matters to attend to. Only my two junior martial brothers and I are alone. Without any scruples, even if we return to the sect, it will only add to our crimes. Why don't we kill this evil bastard Zhenling? At least we can vent our anger."
Seeing that someone had come out to kill Lu Ping, everyone heaved a sigh of relief. After all, if this matter were to spread out, it would be too embarrassing. Not only did they bully the weak, but they also bullied him with numbers.
Senior Brother Zhao's tone changed, and he said, "Although I have sworn to kill this child, the sea is vast, and us three Senior Brothers really do not have the strength to chase after one person. Therefore, I hope that Senior Brothers can send a few Junior Brothers to help us."
This is a form of coercion. In any case, it's everyone who's going to lose face, and it absolutely can't be my Mistwater Pavilion alone that's going to be the one to bear the consequences. Everyone is bound together for good or bad.
While the other four were hesitating, a Xuan Ling Sect cultivator said, "Senior Martial Brother Zhou, I'm willing to join Senior Martial Brother Zhao to hunt down Zhenling's disciple!"
Zhou Weilong saw that this person was Zhang Weiqing, who used a secret art to stop Lu Ping. Zhou Weilong more or less understood Zhang Weiqing's thoughts, so he said, "In that case, Junior Martial Brother Liao can come with us."
When the other three sects saw Zhou Weilong's decision, they also sent two Mid Blood Condensation Realm cultivators under Senior Martial Brother Zhao's command. A total of ten Mid Blood Condensation Realm cultivators were sent to hunt down Lu Ping under the leadership of the Late Blood Condensation Realm Senior Martial Brother Zhao.
The group chased in the direction Lu Ping escaped for tens of li. Zhang Weiqing asked, "Senior Martial Brother Zhao, our vision is blocked in the dark, and our divine sense range is limited. Zhenling's disciple has already escaped. How are we going to find out his escape route?"
Senior Martial Brother Zhao smiled and said, "Of course I'm prepared. Junior Martial Brother Wang?"
The cultivator wearing the diving suit nodded at Senior Martial Brother Zhao and took out a big bottle from his storage pouch. He circulated his arcane energy and a stream of water gushed out. A squid jumped out of the bottle along with the flow of water. It grew to three feet in size and fell into the sea.
From the demonic aura exuding from the squid, it was an Early Blood Condensation Realm demonic beast.
Just when everyone was feeling puzzled, they saw Junior Martial Brother Wang take out two pale jade talismans without any spiritual energy. Some cultivators with sharp eyes recognized these talismans as the ones Lu Ping used to fend off the group's pursuit. However, there was no spiritual energy left in the talismans, so they were useless. Junior Martial Brother Wang had already picked them up.
Junior Martial Brother Wang threw the two useless talismans to the squid. The squid leaped up and swallowed the two talismans. After it fell into the sea, it turned around and swam towards the east.
Senior Martial Brother Zhao beckoned for everyone to catch up. He explained, "Junior Martial Brother Wang's spirit beast has a special ability. It can track a cultivator's aura. These two talismans were activated by Brat Zhenling's arcane energy, so his aura is still on them. This is also the reason why I'm confident in leading everyone to hunt him down."
Everyone was suddenly enlightened. The cultivators who were afraid of Senior-apprentice Brother Zhao all praised Senior-apprentice Brother Zhao for planning before taking action.
A month later, Lu Ping flew towards the northwest from the eastern part of the buffer zone. Less than two hours later, he saw a ray of light rushing towards him from the side.
Lu Ping's face turned bitter. They're here again. It seems like this group of people is really determined to drag it out with me. For the past month, I've fought with this group of people several times. Although Lu Ping managed to injure a few of them, he was so scared by the other cultivators that they would turn around and run. Senior Martial Brother Zhao, who was in the late Blood Condensation Realm, almost caught up to him a few times.
Seeing the ray of light flying towards him, Lu Ping's face hardened. The Soaring Wing Swords circled around and slashed towards the incoming cultivator.
The pursuing cultivator seemed to be prepared. He quickly placed a bell-like mid-grade mystic artifact on top of his head to protect himself, allowing Lu Ping's flying swords to slash at him. He was like a rock standing on the beach. Although he was battered by the waves several times and was submerged in the seawater, he would slowly resurface when the waves receded.
Lu Ping made up his mind. A square iron seal appeared in his hand.
The defending cultivator's face paled when he saw the iron seal in Lu Ping's hand. The few cultivators who were injured by Lu Ping previously were all injured by this iron seal. If the others didn't come to his rescue in time, those cultivators would have died. He didn't expect to encounter it today.
The cultivator couldn't help but turn his head to look at the path he came from. If the people who came to his rescue didn't arrive soon, he would inevitably be injured. At that time, he might have to give up on this path and let that brat Zhenling escape.
It seemed like the heavens didn't want Lu Ping to escape so easily. Just as the cultivator turned his head to look, two rays of light were already flying towards Lu Ping.
Lu Ping cursed in his heart. They're coming so fast! He retracted the "Landslide" that was about to be unleashed, turned around, and continued to escape towards the east.
Actually, Lu Ping didn't care about the two Mid Blood Condensation cultivators who came to his rescue. If he had enough time, Lu Ping could easily injure one or two of them and escape.
However, his previous experience told Lu Ping that once he fought against the three cultivators, the three cultivators would try their best to stall for time instead of fighting him to the death. As long as he could stall for time, more cultivators would come to his rescue. If he encountered Senior Brother Zhao from the Shui Yan Pavilion, he might have to leave something behind before he could escape.
Half a month ago, Lu Ping was about to break out of the encirclement, but Senior Brother Zhao suddenly appeared. If it wasn't for Lu Ping's quick reflexes, he might have been surrounded by the others. At that time, even if he didn't die, he would at least lose a layer of skin.
The cultivator who had been hiding in his shell all this while saw Lu Ping retreating because of the arrival of his reinforcements. He immediately cast out a mystic instrument and attacked Lu Ping, trying to stop him from retreating.
Lu Ping suddenly turned around, and the Soaring Wing Sword caused the magic artifact to be riddled with scars. The cultivator's face turned pale, and it was obvious that he was heavily injured. He quickly gave up on the idea of pestering Lu Ping and placed the defensive magic artifact firmly on top of his head, blocking Lu Ping's escape route to the northwest while waiting for reinforcements to arrive.
Seeing that he didn't have a chance, Lu Ping was furious. Then, he saw two more rays of light flying over from the horizon. One of them was unusually dazzling and fast. Lu Ping's heart skipped a beat. He knew that it was the Shui Yan Pavilion's Senior Brother Zhao. So, he gave up on the idea of breaking out of the encirclement and fled towards the east.
When Senior Brother Zhao and the other reinforcements arrived, Lu Ping's figure was already nowhere to be seen. Senior Brother Zhao looked in the direction Lu Ping escaped and gritted his teeth. "That brat escaped again!"
After a while, Junior Brother Wang, who was wearing a diving suit, suddenly jumped out of the sea and said, "Senior Brother Zhao, that Zhenling brat is still heading east. Should we chase after him?"
Senior Brother Zhao was already furious. When he heard Junior Brother Wang's words, he suddenly turned around and said with a sinister expression, "Why shouldn't we chase after him? Nearly twenty of our Shui Yan Pavilion's cultivators were killed by Xuan Ling Sect because of this brat. If we don't kill him, how are we going to answer to the sect?"
Everyone was dejected when they heard Senior Brother Zhao's words. Junior Brother Wang cautiously said, "But if we go further east, we will reach the Demon Territory. That place is a hundred times more dangerous than the buffer zone. Previously, Xuan Ling Sect's Senior Brother Zhou Weilong repeatedly warned us not to go too deep into the Demon Territory. Not only are the Demon Territory's forces rampant there, but there are also rumors that there is another mysterious force there that has been wantonly plundering human cultivators.
Senior Brother Zhao had already calmed down a lot. After listening to Junior Brother Wang's advice, he still said unwillingly, "So what? The Demon Territory is so big, and our forces are not weak. The danger may not come to us."
Junior Brother Wang saw that Senior Brother Zhao had calmed down, so he slowed down and continued to persuade, "Senior Brother, in the buffer zone, Zhenling has already launched an encirclement against us. Other than our Shui Yan Pavilion, although Xuan Ling Sect's Senior Brother Zhou Weilong secretly commanded the other sects' death warriors, they also suffered heavy losses. In this way, our Shui Yan Pavilion's losses are not that great. After all, everyone has suffered losses, and the sect's higher-ups may not punish us. Moreover, recently, Senior Brother Zhou has repeatedly urged us to return as reinforcements. If we return late, it will not be good for the other sects. "
Junior Brother Wang's last two sentences completely moved Senior Brother Zhao. The ferocious expression on his face finally faded a lot, and he lowered his head in contemplation.
Everyone was secretly delighted. This one month of hunting down that Zhenling brat could be said to have made them rack their brains. This brat was simply a freak. Not only was he a Third Layer Blood Condensation Realm cultivator, but his arcane energy was also so strong that it left everyone speechless. Moreover, they had to constantly be on guard against the counterattack of others if they were alone.
Just as Senior Brother Zhao was hesitating about what to do next, an angry voice suddenly sounded. "Are we going to let that little bastard Zhenling go just like that? Everyone, don't forget, we have ten Mid Blood Condensation Realm cultivators, one Late Blood Condensation Realm cultivator, and eleven cultivators. Yet, we can't even deal with a mere Third Layer Blood Condensation Realm cultivator. If this matter spreads out, how are we going to maintain our standing in our sects? "
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