Chapter 83: The Pursuers Become the Pursued—Together Toward Clear Spring Villa
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Yu Xian sped forward, his heart burning with anticipation at the thought of the Clear Spring Villa three thousand li away.
If they truly sold mounts there, then his hope of returning to Baiyun Sect within a year would rise greatly.
Without wasting a second, he dashed out the south gate of the city.
With a flick of his hand, he activated Soaring Cloud Technique, Gale Step, and Storm Surge—three spells simultaneously.
Like a streak of lightning, he shot off toward Clear Spring Villa.
Not long after, the Flowing Light Three Swords also burst out of the city.
“That guy got away again! He’s so damn fast!” Lu Deng shouted, breathless.
“Damn it!”
Lu Huan cursed, pressed his fingers together, and his sword flew from its sheath. Leaping into the air, he roared, “Chase him! To the ends of the earth!”
The other two followed, forming a triangular formation as they drew their swords and took to the skies.
Using their spiritual mirror’s increasingly faint resonance, they pursued Yu Xian with all they had.
Around half a stick of incense later, another figure emerged from the Maple Leaf Market.
But unlike the others, he didn’t take to the skies.
With one step, he skimmed the ground, moving with terrifying speed—quietly tailing the three sword cultivators.
Meanwhile, Yu Xian was completely unaware of the people chasing—or being chased by—others behind him.
All he focused on was speed. Fueled by determination, he flew at full power.
His accelerated pace was infuriating for the Flowing Light trio.
Compared to when they’d first tracked him, Yu Xian’s speed was now 30 to 40 percent faster.
To them, it was clear—he knew they were chasing him, so he was desperately fleeing.
Though sword flight was fast, its spiritual energy consumption was immense.
Compared to spell-based flight, sword flying consumed 50% more Qi.
In short bursts, sword cultivators were unmatched.
But in long-distance pursuits, they were at a disadvantage.
“Damn it! That damn Foundation Establishment cultivator must’ve tipped him off! Big Brother, his speed is now faster than our sword flight! We’re about to lose his signal on the spirit mirror!”
“…Forget it. Looks like this mission’s beyond us.”
Lu Huan exhaled heavily. “The corpse-refining evil cultivator from Yushan Temple is already dead. There’s not much left to do.”
He narrowed his eyes. “But that bastard Hong Feng from Maple Leaf Tower—we’ll remember this.
Once we form our Foundation, we’ll be back for him.”
“Oh? A few years later, huh? Should I wait for you?”
Suddenly, a voice thundered down from above—
killing intent erupted like a tide, swallowing the sky and pressing from the ground upward.
“Wha—?! A sword formation?!”
Lu Huan’s horrified scream echoed across the heavens.
Yu Xian had been flying for more than half a day.
By the time night fell, he finally stopped.
Calculating his distance, he had covered 80,000 to 90,000 li.
Breathing a little ragged, he chose a mountaintop near a small village to rest and restore his Qi.
He sat cross-legged, watching the smoke rising from village chimneys.
Faint laughter and the aroma of cooked food drifted up as the sun disappeared.
When his Qi sea was full again, he stood up, stretching.
But just as he took a step forward—
he froze, every muscle tensing.
Slowly turning around, he saw a figure approaching the hill.
The man raised his hand and smiled.
“Ah, finally caught up with you. You really can run.”
“…Who are you?”
Yu Xian narrowed his eyes, every sense on high alert.
The man’s cultivation was hidden, but even so, Yu Xian knew—
anyone who could follow him here without being noticed was no weakling.
He was at Qi Condensation Great Perfection.
That meant this man was at least Foundation Establishment, maybe even stronger than the corpse-refining evil cultivator.
“Who am I?”
Under the moonlight, the man appeared—young, dressed in fine robes, smiling.
He said, “Don’t pretend. I chased off those three sword cultivators for you, saved your life, and now you ask me who I am?
Weren’t you hiding somewhere nearby earlier, watching everything?”
Yu Xian blinked.
What is this guy talking about? Is he insane?
Still, his terrifying aura couldn’t be ignored.
Whether he was crazy or not, Yu Xian didn’t dare take him lightly.
In a calm tone, he replied,
“Senior, I truly don’t understand. Please enlighten this junior—what is it you want?”
“Huh?”
The man—Hong Feng—frowned slightly.
Could it be… he chased the wrong person?
Out here in the wild, rogue cultivators were everywhere.
Another Qi Condensation stage cultivator wasn’t rare at all.
Hong Feng’s eyes narrowed, using his mid-stage Foundation Establishment-level divine sight to scan Yu Xian.
Immediately, he confirmed—Qi Condensation Great Perfection!
What a young kid!
Despite his tall frame, his face still held a hint of boyishness.
He couldn’t be older than seventeen or eighteen.
And yet already at Great Perfection?
Impressive.
“Ah, maybe I got the wrong guy.”
Hong Feng chuckled. “Judging by your direction… are you heading to Clear Spring Villa? You one of the Lu family kids?”
Yu Xian’s mind whirled.
Does he have a grudge with the Lu family? Or is he an ally?
If Yu Xian claimed to be from the Lu family and the guy was an enemy, he’d be in danger.
If the man was a friend, traveling together might expose the lie.
But if he didn’t pretend to be someone important and admitted he was just a wandering cultivator…
who knows if the guy would kill him on the spot?
“Yes. Junior is returning to Clear Spring Villa. I am Lu Hao’an.”
He decided—bluff.
At least it might make this mysterious powerhouse hesitate.
Even if he was hostile to Clear Spring Villa, it wouldn’t change much.
If he wanted to kill someone, he’d do it regardless.
And if he was friendly, Yu Xian could find a way to ditch him once inside the crowded marketplace.
“Just as I thought.”
Hong Feng nodded, smiling.
“To think Clear Spring Villa’s Lu family produced such a young genius in just over a decade. Impressive.
But why are you out here alone? Don’t you know how dangerous the cultivation world is?”
Yu Xian caught the hint.
So, this guy really does have ties with the Lu family.
He showed a bit more respect and replied,
“Oh? Senior knows my family’s elders? Might it be one of my uncles? Or great-uncles?”
Hong Feng chuckled.
“Yes, we go back. My master and your ancestor were close.”
“I see.”
Yu Xian nodded and then said politely,
“Then… is Senior also headed to Clear Spring Villa? If so, I’d be honored to guide you there.”
“Haha, what a coincidence—I am heading there!”
Hong Feng laughed. “I need to speak with your ancestor and also meet my master.
We rogue cultivators should band together instead of letting all the resources go to those so-called immortal sects.”
Yu Xian smiled on the surface, but inwardly he grew more cautious.
“Wonderful! It would be an honor to have you visit. Shall we go now?”
“Of course. Better move quickly—someone might be chasing us soon!”
Hong Feng laughed and took off into the sky.
Yu Xian’s fake smile disappeared. He narrowed his eyes, sighed, and reluctantly followed with Soaring Cloud Technique.
Meanwhile, 80,000 li away, a towering mountain rose like a sword into the sky.
This was the main peak of the Tianyuan Sword Sect.
Surrounding it were over a dozen smaller peaks.
From one of them came a thunderous roar—
“The soul jades of the Flowing Light Three Swords have shattered!? Who dared kill them!? I swear—I’ll use the Sky-Seeking Mirror to find the killer and wipe out their entire clan!!”
Boom!
A terrifying sword intent blasted into the skies, hurtling toward the central peak.
