Chapter 79

"Sure."

The Moon Goddess's response was quite affirmative, and Zhao Yun's eyes sparkled.

"When you reach the fifth level of True Spirit, I will grant you a more powerful arm."

The Moon Goddess stretched vigorously, having been startled, she needed to rest.

Even she said it was powerful, so Zhao Yun naturally believed her.

Without delay, he took the small bag of pills from the branch and gathered the scattered items. As for Long Yuan and Zixiao, they were still in the underground palace.

Then, he climbed up the rock wall.

It wasn't to go to the underground palace to settle accounts with the one-armed old man.

Revenge was certainly to be taken, but he needed to prepare some things first.

For example, the explosive talismans were already used up.

Previously, he was nearly killed, and that guy wasn't in much better shape. He had immortal dew to heal his injuries, but the other party didn't. He needed to strike back while the other party's injuries hadn't fully healed. This had to be done quickly, what if that guy ran away?

He wouldn't seek help from others.

Since it was his mother's revenge, he would personally cut off the other party's head.

"Internal injuries have caused a backlash, he has dropped to the third level."

"Oh, no, it's the second level." The Moon Goddess added, because in the previous moment, she sensed the old man's cultivation had dropped another level.

"Very good."

Zhao Yun's eyes shone with determination, and he climbed up with great enthusiasm. At his speed, it would take at most a few hours to climb out of the deep abyss, prepare the explosive talismans, and return to kill that old man.

The one-armed old man, of course, was unaware of this.

His condition was not good; his hair had turned white and was falling out. He was already emaciated, and now he was even more gaunt, looking like a skeleton covered in a layer of skin.

In one night, he had dropped six levels.

It would take many years to recover, and the internal injuries were driving him mad.

"Zhao Yuan."

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, his eyes turning bloodshot. He gritted his teeth, and with his bloodied face, he looked like a demon. Perhaps due to his extreme anger, he couldn't catch his breath, and his heart was racing, causing him to spit out another mouthful of blood. His breathing was weak and chaotic, and he was struggling to suppress his internal injuries. Even the wounds on his body couldn't heal, and a few more explosive talismans would surely finish him off.

"If only I had a flying mount."

Zhao Yun muttered to himself as he climbed. If he had one, he wouldn't need to exert so much effort. A single command, and he would soar into the sky. Just thinking about it made him feel cool.

He didn't know when he would climb out of the deep abyss.

When he finally did, he saw a disheveled young man walking towards him, holding a wine gourd, drunk and swaying, looking somewhat carefree and free-spirited, like a wandering swordsman.

It seemed he was just passing by to see the legendary Wulong Abyss. Seeing Zhao Yun, he was taken aback, as he saw Zhao Yun climb up from below.

"The Spirit Pearl shows no reaction."

Zhao Yun glanced at the Spirit Pearl in his chest, which was not glowing, meaning he couldn't sense the disheveled young man's cultivation.

Clearly, the young man had a secret treasure to conceal his cultivation.

Without much thought, he turned and darted into the forest. Time was tight, and he couldn't afford to waste it. He needed to find a place to buy the materials for drawing talismans and stock up on explosive talismans as soon as possible.

Eh?

The disheveled young man saw this, threw away his wine gourd, and chased after Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun didn't look back, his feet moving like the Wind God's steps, his body swift as the wind.

"Hey?" The disheveled young man raised an eyebrow, his feet also moving swiftly.

Embarrassingly, he still couldn't catch up.

"Force me to use a talisman."

The disheveled young man took a yellow talisman and stuck it to his leg.

Well! This guy's speed skyrocketed, moving like a black shadow through the forest, so fast that he quickly caught up to Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun glanced sideways at the yellow talisman on the disheveled young man's leg. The talisman was covered in patterns, and in the center was an ancient "行" (xing) character.

If he wasn't mistaken, it was a Speed Talisman. As the name suggests, it could greatly increase one's speed for a short time, like an explosive talisman, which was a one-time use talisman. It was also graded based on who drew it. This talisman was very practical, requiring only a small amount of true essence to reach its maximum speed.

However, such talismans were rare in the world, and few people sold them in the market. Most were held by royal families and major clans. Seeing the young man's remarkable bones and noble appearance, and his unusual bloodline, his background must be significant.

"Hey, why are you running?"

The disheveled young man glanced sideways, moving swiftly while sizing up Zhao Yun. He could tell that Zhao Yun had used a transformation technique, and he couldn't see his true appearance. He only knew that Zhao Yun had a vast amount of qi and blood, and his movements were profound, far from an ordinary True Spirit realm.

"Urgent need to urinate."

Zhao Yun retracted his gaze, responding casually. If he wasn't in a hurry, he would have chatted with this guy. He was running his own course, and it was a waste for this guy to use a Speed Talisman to chase him, wasn't he just bored?

"I think you're rushing home to your wife!"

The disheveled young man sneered, finding a more refined reason. Urgent need to urinate? If he really needed to urinate, wouldn't he be afraid of wetting his pants while running so fast?

Zhao Yun ignored him and sped up even more.

However, the Speed Talisman was also fast, keeping up with the Wind God's steps.

"In this desolate mountain, can I rob you?"

The disheveled young man walked alongside Zhao Yun, tugging at his sleeve.

This made the Moon Goddess laugh. Nowadays, robbers were so polite?

Zhao Yun didn't respond, glancing sideways again, his eyes slanted.

He hadn't looked closely before, and now he wanted to take a good look.

This guy was indeed extraordinary, exuding a sense of growing power. Even though he was so direct, he spoke so subtly, truly knowledgeable.

Fortunately, he didn't have any explosive talismans at the moment, or he would have slapped this guy in the face.

"Can I?"

The disheveled young man asked tentatively.

"Sure."

Zhao Yun said, then phased through the wall, passing through the boulder ahead.

Bang!

Zhao Yun had phased through, but the disheveled young man didn't brake in time. Or rather, he was still looking at Zhao Yun and asking if he could rob him, and when he turned back, he crashed into the boulder.

"Ouch!"

Zhao Yun could still hear the guy's pain cry from far away. He didn't need to look to know that the guy was holding his forehead, swaying and grimacing.

Crashing into a boulder, it would be strange if it didn't hurt.

Indeed, with such close distance and short time, it was extremely difficult to stop or change direction. The Speed Talisman was too fast, and without understanding its intricacies, it was hard to control. After all, it was an external force. While it could keep up with the Wind God's steps, there was a fundamental difference. In a fight, the Wind God's steps were very practical, but for escape, the Speed Talisman seemed better because it consumed very little true essence.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yun glanced at the Moon Goddess.

This look was quite clear, asking if she could teach him how to draw the Speed Talisman, which would be a useful skill for survival in the future.

Sure.

The Moon Goddess didn't respond, but her silence was an acknowledgment. After last night's incident, she needed to teach Zhao Yun more survival skills. They were in the same boat, and if Zhao Yun died, she would also perish. The ordeal of last night still made her shudder.

With a light flick of her sleeve, a sheet of golden characters fell.

It was the incantation for the Speed Talisman, neatly arranged, absolutely authentic.

At first glance, it wasn't as easy as drawing an explosive talisman.

Zhao Yun focused on both tasks, reading the method for drawing the talisman while moving swiftly with the Wind God's steps. Without the disheveled young man's chatter, his ears were much clearer. If they had to fight, he wasn't afraid of the guy, who was at most a peak True Spirit. Even if he couldn't defeat him, he could still survive. The main issue was that he didn't have time.

After about half an hour, he stopped.

Ahead was a small ancient town, which he had seen before. Although it wasn't very prosperous and couldn't compare to Wanggu City, it had all the necessary materials for drawing talismans.

Zhao Yun bought a lot.

After that, he headed straight for the forest.

To draw explosive talismans, he needed to go to the wilderness, where he could also keep an eye on the one-armed old man. If the old man really came out, even without explosive talismans, he would still confront him, or else he might lose track of him and never find him again. He couldn't let him escape.

On his way back, he encountered the disheveled young man again.

From a distance, he saw the guy limping, holding his forehead, swaying as if drunk or from a hard collision, walking like he was on a sponge.

Zhao Yun changed direction to avoid him, not out of fear but to avoid unnecessary trouble. He also didn't want the disheveled young man to follow him, as the one-armed old man was involved in many things, and it was better for fewer people to know.

Shortly after he left, several fast horses stopped in front of the disheveled young man.

No, they weren't horses but a type of beast resembling a white tiger, large in size, with flames burning all over their bodies. Their large tiger eyes were intimidating.

They were Flame Fierce Tiger Beasts, an ancient mount.

Those who had such mounts were no ordinary people, either of noble status or backed by a major clan. Ordinary families didn't have such fortune, as they were exclusive to major powers and not sold to the public, symbolizing status.

"Master."

A person jumped off each Flame Fierce Tiger Beast, surrounding the disheveled young man. The title "Master" made him feel a headache!

In a blink, the person was gone.

Seeing the disheveled young man's disheveled state, everyone looked strange, knowing he had used the Speed Talisman again and hadn't mastered its direction, crashing into a wall.

"Master, don't run around anymore."

"If we lose you, we can't bear the blame. Please, for our sake."

"Thank heavens, you're safe."

Everyone chattered, mostly old men, all at the Xuan Yang realm.

"Just taking a walk, no need to make a fuss."

The disheveled young man waved his hand, still feeling dizzy.

"Don't be careless, the Gate of Life has been very restless recently."

"You've said that a hundred times." The disheveled young man shook his head, unable to bear the nagging, which was why he had come out alone for some fresh air. In a moment of carelessness, he had a very intimate encounter with a boulder.

"Let's go, we should set off early and reach Wanggu City before dark."

"I heard Liu Cangkong is a very proud person. Master, you can't be so carefree when you get there. We are going to propose marriage, representing the Tianyang Clan."

"Don't lose your dignity."

"To be honest, I don't like Liu Ruyue much." The disheveled young man coughed, "That wedding, where the bride was switched, was really clever!"

"Who can blame her for being a Heavenly Spirit Body?"

"Tianyang and Heavenly Spirit, a perfect match. As the Master, you need to think about the future generations."

"Supporting the Tianyang Clan depends on you."