Chapter 92

"Whoosh!" With a loud sound, Wu Yuanming raised his head at the noise and saw that the protective light barrier of the formation was already covered with a thick layer of burning Fenyuan Poison Flame, rapidly consuming the formation's essence.

Judging from the situation, and with the True Man controlling the magical treasures to bombard, the formation could only hold for a few breaths at most.

There was no time to think about it anymore. He released his flying sword and headed in another direction. As long as the enemy wasn't targeting him, there was still a chance of escape. At this moment, he desperately hoped that the enemy would all go after Master Xuanbing, allowing him to escape this calamity with his life.

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Chu He stood beside True Man Xuanbing. Although he didn't understand why Xuanbing had brought him along, he held back and didn't ask.

What surprised him was that Xuanbing led him into a large mine hundreds of feet away instead of escaping through another array gate immediately.

After entering the mine and traveling a distance, Chu He realized that the inside was full of mysteries. The deeper they went, the more it resembled a large spider web. There were many forks and small paths, sometimes separating and sometimes connecting. Without road signs, one could easily get lost.

However, while entering here could confuse the pursuing enemies with the spider-web-like mine tunnels, if the enemy was numerous and powerful, they could simply block the entrances and catch them like fish in a barrel.

The speed of the True Man's escape was incredibly fast. Even though Xuanbing was severely poisoned and not at full strength, he still flew with sword light at a speed that Chu He could not catch up to.

Xuanbing occasionally cast a few beams of magical light to activate hidden restrictions. However, Chu He's knowledge was limited, and he couldn't understand the power of these restrictions, so he still lacked confidence in escaping.

The best defense is a good offense. According to Chu He's nature, he didn't like hiding and relying on restrictions for protection. A face-to-face battle, where each relied on their own abilities, was what he truly enjoyed.

The scenery before him passed by like a blur, making his eyes dazzle. After a few breaths, they reached the end of a cave.

This was a place where water dripped continuously from the rock layers above, and on one side, light blue minerals were exposed, which were likely the blue crystal ores.

When Xuanbing reached here, he put down Chu He and retracted his flying sword and magical treasures, stumbling slightly, looking as if he was at the end of his strength.

Chu He, who rarely showed concern, said, "Don't die, there are still True Men of the Yuan Dan stage following us! You still need to bravely resist the enemy."

Xuanbing sat cross-legged and swallowed all the pills from an unknown bottle, then closed his eyes to meditate.

Chu He couldn't help but feel anxious: "Hiding in a dead-end place, are you tired of living? If you're tired of living, don't drag me along!"

Just as he was about to confront him and leave, Xuanbing opened his eyes. His complexion improved, and the gray mist around him began to swirl more intensely and slowly dissipate. This indicated that the true essence in his body was gaining the upper hand, gradually expelling the invading toxins.

"Better if you don't die, and it would be even better if you can recover some of your combat strength." Chu He secretly sighed in relief. Although he still had some tricks up his sleeve, facing a True Man of the Yuan Dan stage, who was two levels above him, he was truly helpless and could only rely on Xuanbing's combat strength.

Suddenly, Xuanbing silently threw out something that looked like an array disk, then cast several beams of magical light on it, making the disk float and rotate several times. The surface of the disk projected a scene about a foot in diameter.

In the 3D-like projection, they could see that True Man Dugu had already led his people to surround the cave entrance and was setting up multiple layers of formation restrictions.

Beside Dugu was a withered, gray-robed old man, who was likely another True Man of equal status. He spoke without any courtesy, and his aura seemed to be slightly more imposing than Dugu's.

Xuanbing snorted at the scene, then turned to Chu He and asked, "Are you afraid?"

At this moment, asking such a question seemed out of place. Chu He immediately replied, somewhat depressed, "Master, I am not afraid, but I feel wronged."

According to the Qingling Sect's rules, once one entered the inner sect, they could call the True Men "Master Uncle," but they still referred to themselves as disciples unless they were formally taken as a disciple by another True Man. Therefore, Chu He still called Xuanbing "disciple."

"Haha, you're very honest, just like that stubborn Bai Li," Xuanbing's face, covered in dark smoke, showed a smile.

"I didn't expect that after coming to Blue Crystal Mountain for less than two days, I would be chased to a dead end, with my life in danger. No wonder you feel wronged," Xuanbing continued.

Chu He touched his nose and replied, "Master Uncle Xuanbing, the wrong I feel is that I was inexplicably dragged here by you. If not for you, I would have long escaped, and wouldn't have ended up in this dead-end, being cornered like a dog."

Hearing his tone, it seemed that he was quite familiar with Instructor Bai Li. Chu He spoke frankly, not fearing any offense.

"Oh, so I did a good deed by doing a bad thing... Hmm... cornered like a dog?" Xuanbing suddenly flicked his finger, and a force struck Chu He's forehead, causing a bump.

"Disciple spoke rashly, I apologize," Chu He rubbed his red forehead and hurriedly apologized.

"Tap! Tap tap tap!!!" Seeing the master being unjustly scolded by an outsider, the little creature on his shoulder couldn't stand it. Since fighting with Chu He, it had always bullied others and never been bullied itself!

It didn't know from whom it had learned, but it rolled up its sleeves, waved its fists, and shouted angrily, turning to look at Chu He's expression as if waiting for his command to rush forward and beat up the insolent person.

Its very human-like and loyal behavior made Chu He smile, but he kept a serious face and scolded, "No rudeness! This is Master Uncle Xuanbing, one of the elders I respect. Remember to greet him properly when you see him."

Xuanbing, seeing the little creature's intelligence, laughed and said, "What a cute little thing. Much better than its hypocritical master."

The little creature understood the first part and immediately narrowed its eyes, puffed up its cheeks, and placed its hands on its hips, nodding its head proudly.

"Keep nodding your head!" Chu He, both amused and annoyed, patted its little head.

"First meeting, and you didn't show any care for the disciple of a good friend. How can I make you respect me?" Xuanbing looked at Chu He with a meaningful gaze.

"Master Uncle Xuanbing, you're too kind. Although I didn't come here willingly, when heaven bestows a great mission upon a person, it first tests their will, strengthens their muscles and bones, and starves their body. In comparison, the trials I have faced are far from enough. If Master Uncle were to take care of me, it would go against my wishes," Chu He said, feeling somewhat insincere.

"When heaven bestows a great mission upon a person, it first tests their will, strengthens their muscles and bones, and starves their body. Well said! Among the three thousand classics, there are few phrases that can match this one!" Xuanbing clapped his hands in appreciation.

Then he stared at Chu He and said, "Bai Li strongly recommended you to me, saying you are fully qualified to be a disciple of my master. I originally planned to observe you for some time before recommending you to my master, but your Dao heart is truly remarkable, which makes me very pleased."

Chu He was a bit dizzy and dazed from the praise: I didn't expect that quoting some fitting sentences from my past life would actually lead to the conclusion of having an excellent Dao heart. Compared to Master Uncle Xuanbing, I am even more pleasantly surprised!

It seems that the YY novels I read in the past were not lying: copying poems, texts, and other things can indeed lead to a brilliant life!