Chapter 94: Chased for Greed, Schemes for Escape
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The three cultivators roared behind him, but Yu Xian pretended not to hear.
They said they only wanted his Yunzhong Lu? That they wouldn’t hurt him? What a joke!
Even if Yunzhong Lu wasn’t important to Yu Xian — which it absolutely was — he would never hand it over and then bet on the kindness or judgment of others. That would be surrendering his life into their hands.
He had made that mistake once already, back when he trusted a demonic cultivator in the mountain cave behind his village. He thought obedience would spare his life, but the result? He almost died.
People mature through experience, pain, and betrayal.
Who gets fooled twice by the same trick?
His sweat steamed off his body like mist. Yet instead of slowing down, Yu Xian ran faster!
Thanks to the Great Elixir Body Refining Technique, all 108,000 of his acupores were releasing blazing energy. That energy was now his primary driving force — not his heart or muscles.
It looked violent, explosive even, but what he felt was expansion, power, pleasure.
Dripping with sweat, utterly soaked, he still felt exhilarated!
At this moment, he vaguely sensed a breakthrough coming — his body was nearing the stage of forming the Elixir Body.
But now was not the time.
Suppressing the urge, he poured the power into his legs and sped forward!
Behind him, the three Foundation Establishment cultivators were shocked.
“How is he still running!?” one shouted. “He’s already sprinted forty or fifty li! Even a body cultivator would collapse!”
“Probably some secret technique to stimulate his flesh,” another said. “They have methods to push themselves temporarily. But once the energy fades, his body will collapse. Keep chasing. He’s finished soon.”
“Little bastard! Keep running! When I catch you, I’ll skin you alive!” the third roared, his voice now tinged with cruelty.
Their voices weren’t suppressed; in fact, they deliberately made them loud enough for Yu Xian to hear — hoping to mentally shake him.
“We only want your Yunzhong Lu! We need its core and gallbladder for medicine! Surrender it and we swear not to kill you!” they called again, giving what seemed like one final warning.
Yu Xian didn’t even flinch.
Now only twenty li remained between him and the mortal city ahead. The heat within him was rising; the fatigue he once felt was now fading.
He had pushed past a bodily limit, touched a threshold, entered a new state of being.
He felt a kind of transcendence.
He wanted to howl at the sky — but clenched his teeth instead, funneling that sensation back into strength and speed!
Half a stick of incense later, the forest thinned — and the outline of a modest city appeared in the distance!
Behind him, the three Foundation Establishment cultivators were now only about a hundred meters away!
“He’s still not slowing!?” one cursed.
“He’s trying to get into the mortal city!”
“He thinks the mortals will protect him? Foolish,” another scoffed.
“No, he probably wants to disappear into the crowd. With the taboo against slaughtering mortals, we’d be stuck. If we massacre a city, we’ll be marked as demonic cultivators. Then it’s over for us.”
“Enough talk!” the second brother snapped. “I’ve figured it out. He must have a spirit beast pouch! Otherwise, we’d have seen signs of the Yunzhong Lu. He’s hidden it!”
“Time to strike! Leave him dead or alive — but do not let him enter that city!”
“Finally!” The other two’s eyes lit up with killing intent.
Boom!
Crack!
Whoosh!
Lightning exploded. Fire roared.
The two cultivators cast powerful spells with a speed and potency far above Qi Condensation level. Even simple techniques like Lightning Call or Flame Serpent became immensely destructive in their hands.
These were the real might of Foundation Establishment.
But Yu Xian didn’t panic. He didn’t look back. He didn’t even cast a shield spell.
He just ran forward.
However, he wasn’t careless — a flash of blue light appeared.
A small round shield, engraved with inscriptions and runes, shimmered into existence behind him. It expanded into a five-foot-wide disk and blocked both attacks with a loud BANG BANG!
Lightning shattered. Flames vanished.
The Divine Spirit Shield held firm. Yu Xian didn’t even break stride. He instantly shrank the shield down and kept running.
“Wha—”
“What kind of artifact is that!?”
Both attackers were stunned.
“It felt like we hit a mountain…”
“That wasn’t a fourth-grade artifact. That was… fifth-grade! A fifth-grade defensive treasure!”
They were trembling.
Even the most ordinary of fifth-grade artifacts could elevate a cultivator’s survival chances tremendously. To them, this wasn’t just a treasure — it was a once-in-a-lifetime chance!
“All together!” the second brother barked. “Leave no chance! Kill him and take everything!”
They were beyond reason. All three launched their strongest spells.
Crackling lightning exploded again.
A fire dragon roared, twenty feet long.
A whirlwind with wind blades tore through the forest!
This time, it wasn’t just about the Yunzhong Lu — the fifth-grade treasure had made them lose control.
Yu Xian frowned, still without options.
He bit down, muscles tensed, body armor appeared — his Five-Treasure Silver Dragon Armor radiated silver light.
The Divine Spirit Shield reappeared.
He would have to endure!
The lightning came first, trying to curve around the shield.
But the shield was tied to his thoughts. In a flash, Yu Xian repositioned it.
CRACK!
The lightning shattered uselessly.
Then the fire dragon and wind blades smashed into him.
The shield held, but Yu Xian still coughed from the internal shock. He used the momentum to dash forward again.
Then — he shouted:
“HEAR ME! I am a core disciple of Xuantian Sect! My master is a Sect Elder! I’ve already sent a distress message — he’s coming! Back off now and I will spare your lives. Keep chasing and you’ll all die!”
The three pursuers hesitated.
It was one thing to suspect he was a disciple — another to hear him say it aloud.
Combined with the fifth-grade shield, the flying beast, the beast pouch, the silver armor…
They believed him. At least 70–80% of his claim felt credible.
Killing him might bring the wrath of a Golden Core elder.
“Second Brother… what do we do?”
They looked at him with uncertainty.
The second brother’s face twisted with emotion — greed, fear, calculation.
But then he growled, “Afraid of what!? Kill him! We’ll abandon the Green City marketplace! Join the Loose Cultivator Alliance! They’re already suppressing the Tianyuan Sword Sect — soon they’ll rule the land! Why should we fear these so-called orthodox sects anymore?!”
“Yeah!”
“Right! Let’s do it!”
With eyes red from greed, they resumed their mad chase.
Yu Xian hadn’t expected them to stop, but he had hoped to buy time — and he had.
That moment of hesitation gave him twenty breaths — enough to put several hundred meters between them.
Enough to recover half his spiritual energy.
Enough to get even closer to the city.
Now, it was just a matter of reaching the city gates. Once inside, with his aura concealed, they’d struggle to find him without daring to massacre mortals.
And Yu Xian would never let mortals be used as his shield. That was his bottom line.
A few moments later, as he ran, he suddenly burst out laughing:
“HAHAHA! My master has arrived! You’re finished!”
He shouted with all his might, pretending that his backer had arrived.
The three cultivators immediately looked up in panic — but saw nothing.
Distance widened again.
“…Damn it! That brat’s bluffing!” one cursed.
“Chase! Before he gets in the city!”
They howled in fury, knowing full well: once he was inside — they might lose him forever.
Only a few li left!
Yu Xian’s breath now came in steaming gasps. His body entered the second wave of exhaustion…
