Ninth-Rank Refiner

Chapter 100: At any cost

“Go. Please,” Yu Yixiang closed her eyes, tears streaming down from the corners.

Qian Duoduo could no longer stand, his body swayed, almost collapsing.

Looking at Yu Yixiang, and then at Wang Longyu, Qian Duoduo felt as if a giant rock was pressing against his chest. If he didn't spit it out, he would be crushed to death.

“I…” Turning around, Qian Duoduo raised the Golden Rooster Sword in his hand and said in a low voice, “You two go, I’ll lead them away.”

If the three of them stayed where they were, in their current state, they definitely couldn't defeat the He Lou Clan members; it would only result in a complete annihilation.

However, Qian Duoduo couldn't bring himself to abandon Yu Yixiang and Wang Longyu and escape alone.

The only way for them to have a glimmer of hope was for Qian Duoduo to rush out himself and attract all the He Lou Clan members to chase him.

This way, Yu Yixiang and Wang Longyu would have a chance to quietly walk to the deep ditch, exit the Formation, and contact their Sect, thus surviving.

Even if he died because of it, Qian Duoduo was willing.

Qian Duoduo placed the turtle shell tent on the ground. During their escape, Yu Yixiang and Wang Longyu had already witnessed its magic and knew how to use it. Inside the tent were also a few bottles of Qi Return Pill and trauma medicine.

Pushing off a tree with his foot, Qian Duoduo shot into the air, crying loudly, “They’re all dead, Senior Brother, Senior Sister, I will avenge you!”

He ran forward, and as soon as he landed, he squeezed the sword hilt, and a rooster's crow sounded.

“He Lou Family, when your grandfather breaks out of the Formation, I will surely exterminate your entire Clan, exterminate your entire Clan, exterminate your entire Clan!”

In the mountain forest, Qian Duoduo’s hysterical curses and piercing rooster crows echoed.

“Boom,” a thunderclap sounded in the sky. The winter snow fell even more fiercely.

Let it fall, blizzard, hoping it could help him, allowing Yu Yixiang and Wang Longyu to escape smoothly.

In his Spiritual Awareness, the auras of those He Lou Clan members in the mountain forest stopped, and then they chased after Qian Duoduo.

Good! Qian Duoduo was overjoyed, feeling extremely pleased in his heart, and an endless Spiritual Qi emerged from under his feet, making him run even faster.

“Senior Brother, Senior Sister, I want revenge, I want revenge…” Qian Duoduo’s cries grew even more high-pitched.

In his heart, Qian Duoduo was praying: “Senior Sister Yixiang, Senior Brother Longyu, let’s all go back and have a big meal together. If I can’t make it back, you must avenge me!”

The Yongfu Henggui Art operated at high speed, and the Qi Return Pills in his mouth melted like snowflakes. Qian Duoduo sensed that nine figures were closely pursuing him from all directions.

Suddenly, snow sprayed forward, and the first He Lou Clan member to intercept Qian Duoduo appeared.

“Die!” The person roared. He was a short, middle-aged man at Condensing Qi Stage Level Eight cultivation, holding two short halberds in his hands, which he wielded into two swirling snow patterns, completely covering his body. Although he shouted loudly, he didn't rush forward to fight desperately, but merely steadily blocked Qian Duoduo's path.

Qian Duoduo sneered in his heart, this person was cunning and afraid of death. “Want to wait for the other He Lou Clan members? Hmph, if you don’t fight desperately, I will.”

He suddenly threw out a Wolf Fang Black Iron Hammer, and Qian Duoduo rushed forward, gripping the Golden Rooster Sword.

“Dong!” The Wolf Fang Black Iron Hammer smashed away a short halberd, and the short man retreated repeatedly, his protective light continuously flickering.

“One who seeks death has arrived!” Qian Duoduo gritted his teeth and roared, thrusting the Golden Rooster Sword fiercely.

Seeing no escape, the short man swung his right-hand short halberd, drawing a cold light, and chopped down fiercely.

The short halberd was still a foot away when Qian Duoduo squeezed the sword hilt, and the Golden Rooster Sword’s sonic attack blasted the short man’s eyes. In the instant he closed his eyes, the Golden Rooster Sword pierced his throat.

At the same time, the short halberd also struck the Golden Claw Armor, and the residual force made a mouthful of blood surge into Qian Duoduo's mouth.

Two figures appeared thirty zhang behind Qian Duoduo, one at Ninth Level of Qi Condensation, and one at Condensing Qi Stage Level Eight.

“Swish swish.” Qian Duoduo chopped the short man into three bloody pieces and cursed loudly, “He Lou Family, a bunch of trash.”

In his Spiritual Awareness, the two He Lou Clan members accelerated.

Further away, someone called out to the two He Lou Clan members, “Stop him at all costs.” The person speaking had the strongest aura, most likely the Young Clan Chief that the burly man had mentioned.

Qian Duoduo sometimes bounced between trees, sometimes ran wildly on the snow, with only one thought in his mind: “The further I lead them, the more likely Yu Yixiang and Wang Longyu are to survive.”

“Whoosh,” a streak of blood-red light flew over Qian Duoduo's head. After hitting a tree in front, it actually wrapped around it, stretching horizontally to both sides, forming a blood-rope blocking the way. On the blood-rope, there were teeth and hands. Its bloody appearance was very similar to the guiding youth in the courtyard.

This was the He Lou Family’s Blood Transformation Mystic Art. That Condensing Qi Stage Level Eight cultivator, somehow transformed, became this blood-rope blocking the path. If Qian Duoduo were to crash into it, this blood-rope would endlessly entangle him. As long as Qian Duoduo was entangled, the He Lou Clan members would win.

With an abrupt stop, Qian Duoduo plunged sideways into the snow. Sliding more than a zhang in the snow, Qian Duoduo lay back, hiding behind a tree.

The Ninth Level of Qi Condensation cultivator who caught up shouted, “I see you.” After speaking, he scattered a handful of bone-piercing nails.

“Puff, puff, puff,” the bone-piercing nails plunged into the snow, not a single one touching Qian Duoduo.

“You’re right there.” That He Lou Clan member threw another handful of bone-piercing nails. This time, one bone-piercing nail landed right on Qian Duoduo’s thigh, penetrating an inch into his flesh.

Qian Duoduo tried hard to forget that the leg was his own, lying motionless on the spot, but his Spiritual Awareness watched him approach little by little.

“Puff, puff, puff,” that He Lou Clan member randomly threw out another handful of bone-piercing nails.

This was the moment. Qian Duoduo flicked his left hand, creating a sound on a distant tree with Spiritual Qi, and with his right hand, he controlled the Golden Rooster Sword to strike at the He Lou Clan member.

The He Lou Clan member let out half a scream, and a gush of fresh blood sprayed into the air.

“Ah, my thigh!” Qian Duoduo cried out in pain while pulling out the bone-piercing nail.

The pain was real. There was poison on the bone-piercing nail. Although it was pulled out, it still felt like a fire was burning Qian Duoduo's bones.

But the cry of pain was fake. Shouting like this was to make the He Lou Clan members think he was no longer capable and would continue to chase him.

After running over one mountain and through another forest, Qian Duoduo’s legs became heavier and heavier. His left leg was injured by the burly man, and his right leg was pierced by a bone-piercing nail. His chest felt like it was burning, and breathing was becoming difficult.

Qian Duoduo really wanted to stop and lie down on the ground, not caring if the He Lou Clan members caught up.

However, as soon as he thought of Yu Yixiang, and remembered her tear-streaked face, smiling as she touched him, Qian Duoduo forced himself to lift his legs and continue moving forward—he had to survive and return to the Sect.

The Chifeng Mountain Range was too vast; Qian Duoduo didn't know where he had escaped to. He also didn't know how long he had been escaping.

Two to three hundred zhang behind Qian Duoduo, four figures were still in hot pursuit. Each figure was a He Lou Clan member, and their cultivation levels were all above Ninth Level of Qi Condensation.

Where did the other He Lou Clan members go? Did they lose track? Or did they turn back to search for Yu Yixiang and Wang Longyu?

Qian Duoduo didn't know.

He just believed that they were still alive.

Every step he took forward made them a little safer.

The four He Lou Clan members following Qian Duoduo, including the Young Clan Chief, were also exhausted.

They no longer leaped between trees with abundant Spiritual Qi support as they did at first, but like Qian Duoduo, they trudged through the deep snow, step by step.

Suddenly, Qian Duoduo stopped and realized that the snow that had fallen all night had actually ceased.

A ray of sunlight, piercing through the mountain forest from a distant mountaintop, shone upon him.

Qian Duoduo felt a warmth spread through his body, and his entire Spiritual Vein actually wriggled a few times.

Was this Qi Condensation Level Six Great Perfection cultivation about to Breakthrough?

Chapter 100: At any cost