Chapter 44

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"Brat, you won’t escape from my hands today. I will surely kill you."

In the midst of the Black Water Mountain Range, a voice of furious thunder echoed, filled with overwhelming killing intent.

"Old man, be careful not to overblow your own horn. If you have the guts, come down and face me. I’m tired of your incessant chatter. I find it annoying, and so does the old man here."

Another mocking voice followed.

From a distance, one person was fleeing, and another was chasing, creating a scene of a life-and-death pursuit.

These two were none other than Lin Fei and the enraged Zhao Wen, the old servant of Cheng Shaowen.

……

"Damn, this guy is really persistent. Experts who can fly through the air are indeed not easy to deal with!"

While fleeing, Lin Fei turned his head to look at the sky-blocking tree, where a distant killing intent was firmly locked onto him from over a thousand feet away. As long as he was within a certain range, it was impossible to shake off the pursuer easily.

This was the strength of an Eighth Stage Martial Dao practitioner.

To say that Lin Fei’s luck was bad, after killing Cheng Shaowen, despite his mental preparation to leave the area, Zhao Wen still managed to find his direction using a secret technique.

If it weren’t for Lin Fei’s mastery of the Wind Following Technique and the advantage of the sky-blocking tree, he would have been killed by the expert long ago, instead of being pursued from a distance.

"I can’t keep this up. The expert’s Essence Energy is more profound than mine. Although I can control my Essence Energy consumption perfectly with the Wind Following Technique, in the long run, I will still run out of Essence Energy. When that happens, it will be truly dire!"

Since being discovered by the old man, Lin Fei had been fleeing, especially avoiding getting too close. The memory of the previous combat technique still haunted him, and he dared not underestimate it.

Combat Technique!

If it weren’t for Cheng Shaowen’s mention, Lin Fei would have almost forgotten the terrifying power of combat techniques on the Xuantian Continent.

At the moment, Lin Fei’s only thought was how to shake off this old man. He didn’t want to be chased for ten days or half a month.

……

"Smooth-talking brat, wait until you fall into my hands, and see how you talk then!"

Zhao Wen’s wrinkled face was now completely filled with anger. Hearing Lin Fei’s words, his face darkened, and his eyes glinted with killing intent.

A Sixth Stage Martial Dao practitioner was easy to kill for a True Qi expert, but this particular one possessed a formidable light body technique.

If it weren’t for the light body technique, Zhao Wen would have killed him long ago.

Although he couldn’t catch the brat immediately, Zhao Wen wasn’t worried. The killing intent of an Eighth Stage Martial Dao practitioner locked onto the target, and no matter how skillful the light body technique, the brat couldn’t escape from under his nose.

Zhao Wen intended to exhaust the brat’s Essence Energy, and once it was depleted, the brat would fall into his hands.

During the pursuit, Zhao Wen had become interested in the light body technique. The brat had used it to maintain a distance, and if he could learn it, his combat power would increase significantly.

...

Two days later.

The perfectly controlled Essence Energy gradually decreased.

Lin Fei realized the situation was dire.

Over the two days, Lin Fei had tried every method to shake off the old man, but to no avail. The old man followed like a leech, trailing behind him.

Headache, frustration!

"What to do, what to do?"

When he sensed that his Essence Energy was down to thirty percent, Lin Fei began to panic. Once his Essence Energy was depleted and couldn’t be restored, he knew the outcome would be dire.

With the Wind Following Technique, Lin Fei had been on the run for so long that he had almost forgotten where he was.

At the very least, he was deep in the Black Water Mountain Range.

Dangerous beast auras kept appearing, and Lin Fei had no choice but to push forward. Not fleeing meant death, and fleeing also meant death; the only difference was who would kill him.

If he were at the Seventh Stage Martial Dao level, Lin Fei would have turned around and fought.

"Roar!!!"

Suddenly, a deafening roar echoed from deep within the Black Water Mountain Range.

While thinking, Lin Fei subconsciously felt a jolt in his brow, as if his soul was about to detach. A wave of fear instantly spread through his body, and his movements paused.

...

"What a terrifying aura! This isn’t an Eighth or Ninth Stage beast, could it be a Xuan-level beast?"

Lin Fei finally managed to control his body, but it took a long time to recover. The feeling of his soul detaching was as if he had been killed countless times.

After experiencing this terror, Lin Fei realized that the Black Water Mountain Range was indeed as dangerous as rumored, and not just a baseless claim. Judging from that roar, few could withstand it.

The roar clearly carried boundless anger, a roar that required all his strength.

Feeling the commotion ahead, Lin Fei suddenly had an idea. If he could use it properly, he could definitely shake off the old man, and even kill him.

"Old man, are you scared? If you’re scared, stop chasing and go home to enjoy your old age."

Leaving these words, Lin Fei didn’t change direction and continued forward.

"Damn, truly damn!"

Zhao Wen clenched his fists, his body radiating killing intent, and his face showed more tension. As an Eighth Stage Martial Dao expert from the Divine Blade Sect, his experience and knowledge far exceeded that of ordinary people.

The anger in that roar was easily discernible!

This wasn’t an Eighth or Ninth Stage beast, but a Xuan-level beast.

Zhao Wen was indeed scared, and the words that followed only added to his anger. When had he ever been provoked by a mere brat?

"Don’t think you can shake me off this way. Even if I die, I will take you with me."

...

An hour later!

Lin Fei sensed a powerful aura fluctuation.

A beast, a true high-level beast.

Lin Fei hesitated for a moment, turned his head to look behind, and felt the killing intent locked onto him. He steeled his resolve, gritted his teeth, and decided to take the risk. He activated the Wind Following Technique and dashed forward, leaving a trail of afterimages.

Lin Fei’s goal was simple.

He intended to use the dangerous beasts and the strong to create an opportunity to break through.

"Old man, you’ve chased me for so long, take this!"

Lin Fei suddenly reversed his direction, facing the old man. He held a long sword in his hand, adorned with gems at the hilt, which was Cheng Shaowen’s treasured sword.

"Thunder Strike!"

Ordinary weapons and common soldiers were completely different when wielding a blade aura.

Lin Fei directly slashed out four blade auras, consuming fifteen percent of his Essence Energy.

Zhao Wen, already furious, had been looking for an opportunity to strike. How could he let this chance slip? He immediately seized the opportunity, forming his hands into a blade, not using a palm strike but a combat technique.

"Brat, you dare!"

"Ten Thousand Miles in One Slash!"

Seeing the young master’s weapon in the brat’s hands, Zhao Wen, enraged by the murder of Cheng Shaowen, used a mid-level combat technique without hesitation, unleashing three powerful strikes.