Chapter 115: Learning of Master’s Safety, Preparing to Relocate

“Xiao Wusheng?”

Xu Haoming paused slightly when he heard the name.

How did Yu Xian know whether Xiao Wusheng was dead or alive?

But after thinking about it for a moment, he replied, “According to the surrendered disciples, he escaped. When the great battle broke out, more than ten Golden Core elders fled instantly, including Xiao Wusheng.”

He escaped!

Yu Xian’s eyes instantly lit up with joy.

Master really escaped!

He escaped safely!

This was exhilarating news.

Now, Yu Xian could be certain that his master was safe, and currently somewhere in the Eastern Continent!

But soon after, Yu Xian’s eyes narrowed.

Golden Core?

Included among them?

Wasn’t his master just at Foundation Establishment Great Perfection?

He advanced to Golden Core!?

Yu Xian’s heart skipped a beat, but he suppressed it and looked calmly at Xu Haoming.

“Senior Brother, you’re not trying to fool me, are you?”

Xu Haoming shook his head. “Why would I do that?

Xiao Wusheng successfully formed his core two months before the great battle.

He became the fourteenth Golden Core cultivator of the sect.”

Yu Xian’s brow twitched slightly, and deep within his eyes, excitement surged.

Master… actually formed a Golden Core!?

A Golden Core cultivator—

A thousand-year lifespan! Jade-like skin and indestructible bones!

Previously, his master was already over 130 years old. At best, he had 40 more years left.

Now, with a successful core formation, barring accidents, he could live for 800 more years!

Yu Xian was genuinely overjoyed at his master’s extended lifespan, rejuvenated body, and cultivation breakthrough.

As for whether it was true or not?

Xu Haoming wouldn’t lie about something like this.

“Junior Brother Yu.”

Xu Haoming was a keen observer. Noticing the joy on Yu Xian’s face, he smiled.

“I answered your question, and you seem satisfied.

Now, let’s return to the matter at hand—where’s the White-striped Ling Deer?”

“No rush, Senior Brother.”

Yu Xian smiled. “I have one more question.”

Xu Haoming frowned.

The others immediately looked angry.

One of them pointed at Yu Xian and snapped,

“Bastard! You think you can question Senior Brother Xu again? Who do you think you are!?

Hand over the deer, or we’ll break this array and slaughter you like a dog!”

Yu Xian remained expressionless, glancing at the speaker—a Qi Condensation peak cultivator in his late teens.

From his voice, Yu Xian recognized him as the one who’d first spotted the deer.

Whether he was a former disciple of White Cloud Sect or a member of the rogue cultivator alliance was unclear.

Seeing Yu Xian look his way, the youth sneered, eyes full of menace.

“Hey, don’t be rude,” Xu Haoming raised his hand, smirking slightly.

“He’s my junior brother after all—same sect.

If he has questions, let him ask. Just don’t take too long, okay?”

Yu Xian turned back and smiled.

“I heard there was a demonic outbreak in Medicine King Valley. What’s the current situation?”

“Oh? Seems you’ve been shut away cultivating.”

Xu Haoming chuckled.

“It’s said that out of 100,000 demons, 8,000 escaped and are now scattered across the Eastern Continent.

The Blood River Patriarch put out a bounty, and many Foundation, Core, and even Nascent Soul cultivators are hunting them down.”

“As for the remaining 90,000+ demons,

eighteen Nascent Soul cultivators teamed up with the Blood River Patriarch and used a Blood River Grand Array to seal them within an 800-li radius around the valley.”

“Medicine King Valley is now renamed… Demon Valley.”

Xu Haoming continued:

“The Xuantian, Yu Sword, Feather Immortal, and Puppet Spirit sects have merged into a single force called Heavenly Ascension Sect, united to resist the Blood River Church—

formerly the rogue cultivator alliance.”

“Now there are only two major powers in the Eastern Continent.”

After speaking, Xu Haoming looked at Yu Xian.

“Now then, Junior Brother, no more questions, right? Bring the White-striped Ling Deer.”

Yu Xian was silent, but his mind raced.

So much has happened in just a few months…

Eight thousand demons roaming free was a serious issue.

But with so many cultivators hunting them, it likely wouldn’t cause chaos for long.

The four great sects actually merged!

Clearly, the Blood River Patriarch was incredibly powerful. If they hadn’t united, they’d be destroyed one by one.

And so the rogue cultivator alliance became Blood River Church, backed by a terrifying cultivator…

Time to relocate.

Yu Xian nodded slightly. Seeing Xu Haoming’s cold gaze, he smiled and said,

“Senior Brother, wait here. I’ll fetch the deer.”

Xu Haoming’s frosty look softened. He laughed.

“Junior Brother is refreshing as always. I’ll wait here.”

Yu Xian turned and left.

“Senior Brother Xu, why are you being so polite?”

The angry youth sneered.

“He’s just a Qi Condensation cultivator. Daring to speak as equals with you!?

We should’ve crushed that formation and taken the deer by force!”

Xu Haoming waved his hand.

“I’ve done many trades with him before. He helped me a lot when I was preparing to form my foundation.

No need to burn bridges. If he delays too long, then I’ll act.”

Soon, Yu Xian returned, leading the deer.

“White-striped Ling Deer!”

Xu Haoming’s eyes lit up.

This beast’s blood, core, and flesh were highly nourishing for those at the Foundation Establishment stage—perfect for reinforcing his unstable foundation.

Yu Xian stopped outside the formation and smiled,

“Senior Brother Xu, the deer is here.”

“Good, good!”

Xu Haoming stretched out his hand. “Hand it over.”

But Yu Xian didn’t move.

Instead, he smiled, “Shouldn’t we talk about the price first?”

“You damned fool!”

The arrogant cultivator exploded.

“Daring to haggle with Senior Brother Xu!?

If you don’t hand it over now, I’ll kill you!”

Xu Haoming’s face also darkened.

“Junior Brother… what do you mean?”

Yu Xian replied calmly,

“I’ve dealt with you before. Senior Brother always offers fair prices.

Why try to snatch it now?”

Xu Haoming’s gaze sharpened, mood turning grim.

“I’ll break his array and kill him!” the young man shouted.

“Back off!”

PA!

A crack like thunder.

A green vine whip shot out from behind Yu Xian, lashing the cultivator in the chest!

He flew back over ten meters, coughed up blood, and collapsed.

Everyone froze.

Even the others stopped mid-spell.

Even Xu Haoming’s pupils shrank.

That vine… fast and powerful!

What kind of spell is that!?

Yu Xian looked at him calmly.

“I was talking to Senior Brother. He kept interrupting. Annoying, right?”

Xu Haoming stared at Yu Xian for a few breaths… then laughed.

“Well struck! That guy deserved it!”

He turned and shouted,

“Yang Meng! Still alive? Get over here!”

The wounded Yang Meng staggered to his feet, still coughing blood, and walked over.

Xu Haoming barked,

“Apologize to my junior brother!”

Yang Meng clenched his teeth, suppressing his hatred.

“…Sorry.”

Yu Xian ignored him.

He looked at Xu Haoming and smiled,

“Back to business. Eight thousand spirit stones, take it or leave it.”

Xu Haoming’s expression shifted.

He thought about snatching it… but he remembered Yu Xian’s past reputation for brutality.

He hesitated—then laughed.

“Fine! Eight thousand it is!”

He tossed over a storage pouch.

Yu Xian caught it, checked the contents—exactly 8,000 spirit stones.

He took the stones into his medium-grade pouch, then tossed the empty low-grade pouch and the deer’s rope back.

“Senior Brother, payment complete.”

Xu Haoming happily took the deer and laughed.

“Always a pleasure trading with you, Junior Brother!”

Yu Xian smiled and said nothing more.

Seeing there was nothing else, Xu Haoming and his group turned and left, disappearing quickly into the distance.

Yu Xian’s smile slowly faded.

He could no longer stay here.

But knowing that his master was not only alive but had also advanced to Golden Core…

That eased 90% of his worries!

Golden Core cultivators were high-level forces in the Eastern Continent.

Unless ambushed by late-Stage or Nascent Soul monsters, he’d be fine.

With that settled, no reason to linger.

Time to find a better place—

A safer one—

To cultivate in peace.

Yu Xian’s eyes sparkled.

He turned and headed toward the herb garden.