Qi Huang was extremely anxious and completely disregarded concealing her figure, flying out of the city in broad daylight. The only concealment was the veil on her face.
As soon as Qi Huang left the city, her figure suddenly paused and then stiffly turned to the side.
“Whoosh!”
At the same time, an arrow tore through the air, whizzing past her body and disappearing into the distance, leaving a visible red trail in the air, caused by the heat of the arrowhead.
Qi Huang’s heart skipped a beat. If she hadn’t developed the habit of using her spiritual sense to stay alert, she would have been dead from that arrow just now.
Qi Huang slowly turned around and saw a demonic figure chasing from the direction of the city. This person was tall, with shiny skin, and although as strong as an ox, his speed was terrifying. With every step of his thick legs, it was like a meteor hitting the ground, creating a terrifying pit. His robust body also leaped forward a dozen meters with each stride. Repeating this, his speed was no slower than hers.
‘Xiao Sha? When did he discover me?’
Qi Huang’s face changed drastically as she recognized the person.
“Friend of the Immortal Alliance! Since you’re here, is it polite to leave without saying goodbye?”
Xiao Sha’s booming voice rang out. At the same time, he took an arrow from his back and nimbly nocked it onto the powerful bow in his hand, casually drawing the string and firing another arrow at Qi Huang.
“Whoosh!”
This arrow was even more terrifying. The sound had not yet arrived, but the arrow had already been launched, completely imperceptible to the naked eye.
Qi Huang’s spiritual sense enveloped it, clearly seeing the arrow’s trajectory. However, her cultivation was only at the third level of the Juling Realm. If she relied solely on her physical reaction, she would have no way to dodge this arrow. But she wasn’t relying on her physical body; otherwise, she wouldn’t have dodged the previous arrow.
Qi Huang’s spiritual sense enveloped her body, and she moved to the side.
“Whoosh!”
The arrow once again grazed Qi Huang’s ear, and the high temperature generated by the arrowhead rubbing against the air caused her skin to ache.
“It’s a woman? When did our Yongning Prefecture have such a young female Huashen realm expert?”
Xiao Sha lunged forward, and upon seeing Qi Huang clearly, a hint of surprise appeared on his face.
Qi Huang dared not linger. With her spiritual sense controlling her body, she fled. Although Xiao Sha was a warrior, his terrifying strength was comparable to a cultivator in the Huashen realm, and she, an impostor, was no match for him.
“Don’t rush off! You’ve been monitoring me for so many days, we’re practically acquaintances. We should at least have a meal before you go, right?”
Xiao Sha shouted, leaping forward again. Each jump propelled him soaring out of the dense forest, and he smoothly shot an arrow from his powerful bow.
‘A meal? I think you want to eat me.’
Qi Huang grumbled angrily while using her spiritual sense to control her body to dodge. Due to the immense strain, her movements became increasingly clumsy. It was only now that she realized how short-sighted she had been. Who said running wasn’t as good as flying?
“How much further do you think you can fly? Tonight, I’m definitely going to have you for dinner!”
Xiao Sha snorted coldly, bit his finger, and smeared his blood onto the strange large bow in his hand. Then, he drew three more arrows from his back and shot them at Qi Huang simultaneously, shouting, “I exchange my blood for yours! Blood Sacrifice Arrow!”
“Whoosh!”
The three arrows instantly vanished, but their arrowheads were stained with blood.
Due to some function of the bow, this blood became extremely viscous. As the arrows flew, the blood was pulled into thin threads, firmly connecting them to the bow.
Xiao Sha placed three fingers on the thin threads formed by the blood and began to gently strum them like a master musician.
At the same time, the three flying arrows, under the force, traced incredible trajectories in the air, surrounding Qi Huang.
Qi Huang tried to dodge with her body, but the arrow behind her seemed to have eyes, relentlessly pursuing her. It grazed her calf, drawing blood.
“Wuu…”
Qi Huang couldn’t help but let out a muffled groan. She had no time to check her injuries. Using all her spiritual sense, she whisked her body away and fled desperately. From that arrow, she realized that this so-called “Blood Sacrifice Arrow” was impossible to dodge; she could only rely on speed to escape.
…
Meanwhile, Cheng Hong Ling, who was at home in the HongHua Sect, suddenly trembled, then looked down. Just now, she felt a sudden inexplicable pain in her calf.
Cheng Hong Ling puzzledly lifted the hem of her skirt and found that her calf skin was as smooth and tender as ever, with no abnormalities.
‘Could she be injured?’
With a movement, Cheng Hong Ling appeared outside and gazed in the direction of the prefecture capital, as if she had a telepathic connection.
“Silly clone! Contact me immediately if you’re in danger!”
A trace of worry appeared in Cheng Hong Ling’s beautiful eyes.
“Ling’er, what’s wrong?”
Jiang Li Niang came out and asked curiously.
“Nothing.”
Cheng Hong Ling didn’t want her mother to worry, so she casually brushed it off.
…
In the sky over the prefecture capital, Qi Huang was fleeing with great effort. As time passed, her spiritual sense began to weaken, and her speed slowed down. However, the three arrows behind her were like attaching leeches, impossible to shake off.
‘What should I do? Do I have to let the Main Body summon me back? But that would be too embarrassing. ‘
Qi Huang wrestled with herself internally. She had left home against the Main Body’s advice to search for her Master’s whereabouts. If she returned in such a disheveled state now, it would be too humiliating.
Just then, the three arrows were rapidly approaching, and the killing intent emanating from them sent chills down Qi Huang’s spine.
‘It seems I have to use my trump card.’
Qi Huang gritted her teeth, and three long strands of hair suddenly grew and extended backward, precisely severing the blood threads behind the arrows.
Deprived of the control of the blood threads, the three arrows, due to inertia, grazed Qi Huang’s body and flew past, causing no damage, but she was still terrified.
Qi Huang broke out in a cold sweat and increased her spiritual sense to continue fleeing.
“Huh? What a strange move!”
Xiao Sha, who arrived later, looked at Qi Huang’s retreating figure with a puzzled expression but did not pursue further.
…
Qi Huang flew for a long distance, and only after confirming that there were no pursuers behind her did she land, as her spiritual sense was almost exhausted.
The moment Qi Huang’s feet touched the ground, she couldn’t even check her surroundings before squatting down in pain. She looked down and discovered that her skirt had a large opening, stained with blood.
Qi Huang lifted the hem of her skirt and saw that a piece of flesh and blood had been torn from her fair calf by the arrow, leaving a gaping wound. Blood was gushing out unstably, a gruesome sight.
Qi Huang touched it lightly, and the pain made her break out in a cold sweat. However, she couldn’t afford to care. She hastily found some mugwort nearby, applied it as a compress, then took out the Tongming Comb to replenish her spiritual sense before continuing her journey without delay.
After flying for half a day, Qi Huang finally reached Ma’an Village and, limping, asked the villagers for her Master’s whereabouts.
When Qi Huang arrived at her Master’s courtyard, the scene before her made her eyes split with rage. The courtyard was utterly destroyed, and besides the mess all over the ground, there was not a single person in sight.
‘That’s not right. Since Master isn’t here, it means he’s probably still alive.’
Qi Huang quickly calmed down and began to analyze the situation.
‘What exactly happened? Did the Juexian Cult get here before me?’
Qi Huang subconsciously thought this, but immediately felt it was impossible. Her speed was so fast, and those Juexian Cultists had average strength. They wouldn’t be able to get ahead of her on foot. The only explanation was that someone else was “interested” in her Master.
‘No, I must find him as soon as possible.’
Qi Huang gritted her teeth, enduring the pain, and asked the villagers again. When her calf bore weight, the wound cracked open, and blood began to drip again, dyeing her skirt even more vividly.
A kind villager, unable to bear it, wanted to bandage Qi Huang’s wound carefully, but she politely refused.
A moment later, Qi Huang had a general understanding of the situation. A fight had occurred in the courtyard not long ago. The villagers dared not come out to watch, but judging by the noise, those people had chased westward in the end.
‘It seems Master fled westward.’
Thinking this, Qi Huang’s figure rose into the air once more and swooped westward.
After flying less than ten li, Qi Huang indeed heard the sounds of fighting from the dense forest below. She quickly released her spiritual sense to investigate.
