Yang Bingzhi had thought that with Meng Yuan's help, his chances of escape had greatly increased. Unexpectedly, the result wasn't much different from before.

How can I fight against a Foundation Establishment Cultivator?

Fight?

Meng Yuan had proven through his actions just how ferocious a Foundation Establishment Cultivator could be.

Stopping means death!

How can I save myself?

The Demon-Spotting Talisman!

Previously, he had used the Demon-Spotting Talisman, relying on Magical Beasts to distract Meng Yuan.

Can I use the same trick again?

Without hesitation, Yang Bingzhi hastily used a Demon-Spotting Talisman. A massive amount of white and orange auras emerged, all of which he ignored.

The orange aura Magical Beasts were nearly equal to his own strength, hardly enough to block a Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

Therefore, only the three red auras remained.

Facing Magical Beasts, there was still a chance to survive—that was where his chance of survival lay.

Yang Bingzhi didn't hesitate, decisively changing direction and rushing towards the closest red aura, the location of a Magical Beast.

Patriarch Wang pursued relentlessly, the distance between them gradually closing. I must kill him! His mind was filled with a potent killing intent, the Top-grade Magical Instrument Black Dragon Deadly Claw ready to strike.

Yang Bingzhi's hair stood on end. Before even catching sight of the Magical Beast, he had already thrown several Concealed Thunder Pellets over his shoulder.

These were consumables he had bought in the Market, each Concealed Thunder Pellet possessing destructive power comparable to a First Order Superior-Grade Talisman. The pellets exploded one after another. Heedless of whether he might injure himself, he seized the opportunity to fly far away.

"AWOO!"

A Silver Wolf, in the midst of striving to continue its lineage, was caught in the explosions. Its beautiful silver fur turned black and scorched, and its beloved concubine was also reduced to charred flesh in the blasts.

The sudden catastrophe enraged the Silver Wolf King.

Looking towards the little bug that flew past, it snapped its jaws with lightning speed.

Blood boiled in Yang Bingzhi's body, giving off a strong scent of blood. He became fifty percent faster than before, leaving behind a trail of bloody afterimages as he fled at high speed.

Having missed its target, the Silver Wolf King didn't pursue. Its silver eyes stared fixedly at the rapidly approaching Patriarch Wang.

Compared to the prey that had escaped, the newly arrived human made it feel as if facing a great enemy. Its snow-white fangs gleamed as it opened its mouth and sent a shining, silver, crescent moon-like wind blade slashing down.

A Second-Order Monster?!

Second-Order Monsters were comparable to Foundation Establishment Cultivators, and he wasn't confident in defeating it outright.

The priority is still to chase after the escaping Five Elements Sect Cultivator.

What a pity!

He summoned a Magic Artifact to block the wind blade, then pulled out a purple jade talisman and threw it towards the Silver Wolf King.

The sky rumbled with muffled thunder, and streaks of purple lightning fell one after another towards the Silver Wolf King.

The Silver Wolf King didn't expect it; purple lightning struck its head, and the remaining lightning continued ceaselessly, completely submerging it.

Without checking the outcome, Patriarch Wang continued his pursuit of Yang Bingzhi.

Both figures raced on. From the lightning emerged the mangled Silver Wolf King, its wounds healing at an astonishing speed. Treading on the wind, it chased after Patriarch Wang.

The three figures were all fast, and the chase evolved from a simple one-on-one pursuit to a three-way race.

Should I lure another one out?

The other two red auras aren't in the direction I'm fleeing. Rashly going there would waste precious time and outweigh the benefits.

The Divine Wind Talisman and the Blood Ignition Technique were not sustainable for long. I can only hope the Divine Wind Talisman will last.

Misfortunes never come singly.

Yang Bingzhi felt the power of the Divine Wind Talisman weakening, and he feared the Blood Ignition Technique wouldn't last much longer either.

I'm so stupid!

His lips barely moved as numerous Sound Transmission Talismans, like streaks of light, shot out in all directions, numbering fifty or sixty in total.

Yang Bingzhi used up all his Sound Transmission Talismans in one breath.

Will you chase me? Or chase after the Sound Transmission Talismans?

If even one Sound Transmission Talisman got out, the news of the Spirit Stone Vein would be exposed.

No matter what, it could at least distract the Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

Indeed, as Yang Bingzhi surmised, Patriarch Wang couldn't remain calm.

Killing Yang Bingzhi is secondary; ensuring the Spirit Stone Vein's information doesn't leak is paramount.

What's the use of killing just this person?

Patriarch Wang watched as the Sound Transmission Talismans flew towards different areas. If he tried to intercept them, it would certainly slow down his pursuit, and with the slightest misstep, this person would escape.

I have no choice but to reveal it!

He pulled out a small Black Banner. Instantly, a chilly aura caused the surrounding temperature to plummet.

On the banner's surface, twisted faces could be seen emerging one by one. They were frenzied and ferocious, exuding hatred and resentment towards all that was beautiful in the world.

"Destroy the Sound Transmission Talismans!"

The Black Banner waved, and hundreds of Yin Demons flew out from it, heading towards the Sound Transmission Talismans.

"You Demonic Path crook!" Yang Bingzhi shouted. "You're as good as dead!"

He recognized the object: a Soul Banner, commonly used by Demonic Path cultivators to absorb and command Yin Demons.

The souls of dead Cultivators also fell under its command; once drawn into the Soul Banner, they lost all chance of reincarnation.

The Five Elements Sect's policy towards Demon Cultivators was to rather kill a thousand by mistake than to let one go. There were even tasks in the Sect's mission ledger offering rewards for killing Demon Cultivators.

The Yin Demons moved quickly. Without much effort, they intercepted the Sound Transmission Talismans one by one and easily destroyed them.

With the tactic he had just conceived foiled, Yang Bingzhi couldn't help but feel his spirits sink.

No! I must survive!

Feeling his speed decreasing, Yang Bingzhi decisively took out several Talismans and threw them behind him.

Concealed Thunder flickered, frost descended from the sky, and flames danced together—all just to slow down the Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

The Black Banner waved, and hundreds of Yin Demons flew about, swallowing the incoming Spells mouthful by mouthful. Only the Thunder Attribute and Fire Attribute Spells did they evade with trepidation, causing the Flying Boat's speed to decrease.

"Useless fool!" Patriarch Wang roared. "Converge!"

A Yin Demon about three meters tall appeared, its aura infinitely close to the Foundation Establishment Stage. It emitted a soul-hooking demonic sound from its mouth, affecting Yang Bingzhi.

My life is over.

The Divine Wind Talisman's power was exhausted, the Blood Ignition Technique had overdrawn him, and his condition was significantly affected.

Yang Bingzhi had just escaped from the depths of the Great Wilderness, and he was still over ten li from the Five Elements Sect. He feared he could not hold on much longer.

He took out the few remaining high-grade Talismans he had, intending to make one last struggle.

"Haha, you're dead for sure!" Patriarch Wang gloated.

"Which Demonic Path thief dares to lay hands on a Five Elements Sect Disciple!"

Before a smile could fully form on Patriarch Wang's face, a dazzling sword light flared in the distance. A single slash turned the three-meter-tall Yin Demon to ash.

High above, the Wind Patrol Chief stood in midair, then descended rapidly towards Yang Bingzhi.

He had been tracking Yang Bingzhi and didn't expect to see him being hunted by a Demon Cultivator upon entering the Great Wilderness.

"Damn it! This is infuriating! All my efforts wasted!" Patriarch Wang's face was a mask of exasperation and anger. Without hesitation, he decisively turned and fled.

The newcomer was a late-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator, stronger than him; he was no match.

If the battle dragged on and attracted more Foundation Establishment experts from the Five Elements Sect, there would be no possibility of escape.

Without hesitation, Patriarch Wang boarded his Flying Boat and fled.

The Silver Wolf King, which had been pursuing for a long time, finally found an opportunity. It leaped, suddenly bit the Flying Boat, and fiercely flung Patriarch Wang out.

Before Patriarch Wang could regain control of the Flying Boat Magical Artifact, he saw the Silver Wolf King bite the Flying Boat and disappear into the depths of the Great Wilderness in a few leaps.

What?! You can go, wolf, but leave my Flying Boat behind!

Yang Bingzhi stood still, his expression clouded with uncertainty, ultimately choosing to observe the fight between the two.

Without his Flying Artifact, Patriarch Wang's chance of escape was gone.

The two clashed. In less than three rounds, a Five-Colored Magic Sword pierced the Defense Artifact and penetrated Patriarch Wang's head.

The entire battle could only be described as child's play. A Foundation Establishment Cultivator who had pursued me relentlessly, making me flee like a desperate dog, died so easily at the hands of the Wind Patrol Chief?

The gap in strength between Cultivators is beyond imagination.

"Thank you, Wind Patrol Chief, for saving my life!"

Yang Bingzhi hurried forward to bow and express his gratitude. Without the Wind Patrol Chief, he would likely have died at that man's hands.

He could not ignore the grace of having his life saved.

"Are you Yang Bingzhi?"

Yang Bingzhi was stunned. He was just an inconspicuous Inner Sect Disciple of the Five Elements Sect, and there were countless others like him within the Sect. What could I have done to deserve the Wind Patrol Chief remembering my name?

"Do you know where Jia Ren is?"

Jia Ren?

Why is the Wind Patrol Chief asking about Jia Ren?

Could it be because of the deaths of the Qi Family Brothers that the Wind Patrol Chief suspects Jia Ren was responsible and wants to move against him?

If it were anyone else, I would surely tell all I knew.

Seeing Yang Bingzhi's wariness, the Wind Patrol Chief smiled and said, "I'm looking for him for a good reason: to invite him to join the Pill Hall and become an Alchemist in the Five Elements Sect."

"You have a close relationship with him. Surely you must know his whereabouts."

Yang Bingzhi was truly baffled. What earth-shattering thing could Jia Ren have done?

To the point of catching the attention of the Wind Patrol Chief, who personally invited him to join the Five Elements Sect's Pill Hall to become an Alchemist?

Could it be that he saved me just to find Jia Ren?

Doesn't Jia Ren want to learn Alchemy?

Joining the Five Elements Sect would be an excellent opportunity. Afterward, he wouldn't need to worry about the legacy of his Alchemy skills.

Moreover, he would be in the same Sect as me, and we could support each other.

However, whether Jia Ren should join the Five Elements Sect was not for Yang Bingzhi to decide; he needed to seek Jia Ren's opinion first.

"This won't be easy," Yang Bingzhi said.

"I can't reach him. Usually, he's the one who contacts me."

Yang Bingzhi was not lying; even he could not contact Jia Ren at the moment.

Only he contacts you? The Wind Patrol Chief's expression grew more peculiar. Jia Ren is indeed an interesting fellow.

It's indeed troublesome that I can't find him quickly.

"Once he contacts you, notify me immediately!"

The Wind Patrol Chief took out a Sound Transmission Talisman and casually handed it to Yang Bingzhi. Having done this, he prepared to leave and report back.

"Chief, I cannot fail to repay you for saving my life. I have an important matter to report to you."

The Wind Patrol Chief paid him no mind, steering his Magic Sword away.

"There's no need to mention minor matters."

Is he trying to curry favor?

The loyalty of an Inner Sect Disciple was of little concern to him. Being in a high position, he was accustomed to flattery.

"I've discovered a Large Spirit Stone Vein."

The Spirit Stone Vein also has Formations and an unknown number of Cultivators. Who knows if there's even a second Foundation Establishment Cultivator?

I have no chance of taking it back.

Yang Bingzhi didn't know to whom he should report the discovery of the Spirit Stone Vein. Entrusting this information to the wrong person could lead to mortal danger.

Since the Wind Patrol Chief had saved his life, he was willing to take the risk.

The Wind Patrol Chief, who had just flown off, halted in midair and then returned to Yang Bingzhi's side at an astonishing speed.

His eyes shining, he spoke gravely, "You better not deceive me with lies. Is what you've said true?"

Yang Bingzhi's smile was radiant. "Chief, why do you think a Foundation Establishment Cultivator would be frantically pursuing me?"

"It's because I uncovered the Spirit Stone Vein they had found."

He had previously wondered how to absolve Jia Ren of any involvement; now, this provided a perfect explanation.

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