Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

Chapter 1025: Chapter 20: Pursuit and Kill

Chen Guanshui traveled with the caravan for several days and finally arrived at the foot of Yu Long Mountain.

The altitude was already somewhat high here, so both the heavily burdened porters and the pampered wealthy merchants were experiencing mild high-altitude reactions.

Chen Guanshui naturally had no issues, merely staring dazedly at the distant snowy mountains.

He suddenly recalled that there seemed to be a Qilin lying on the plaza of the Eastern Emperor Path’s sect grounds.

This Qilin ancestor was likely someone with a story, but Chen Guanshui had seen too many remnants of the Demon Race, so he had no intention of investigating the identity of others.

After being questioned by the patrolling cultivators, the group proceeded to ascend the mountain.

Partway up the mountain, several disciples of the Eastern Emperor Path received them.

Although the wealthy merchants appeared particularly nervous, Chen Guanshui didn’t need to scan to confirm that these disciples of the Eastern Emperor Path were all of the Human Race.

Since they were Human Race, it was impossible for them to be core disciples of the Eastern Emperor Path. If they were to silence them, they would have to consider whether it would attract the sect’s attention, which was unlikely.

Sure enough, although those few people were arrogant, they merely checked the goods brought by the wealthy merchants in detail, then tossed a bag containing spirit stones and told them to scram.

After descending Yu Long Mountain, the wealthy merchant finally breathed a sigh of relief and was about to smile and say something when Chen Guanshui said:

“Since I’ve brought you here, you can return on your own from here on. I won’t see you off.”

“Immortal,” the wealthy merchant hurriedly said, “what if they arrange an ambush on the way back…?”

“If they were really going to ambush, they should have arranged it on the way here,” Chen Guanshui calmly replied, “directly seizing the goods, which they could then explain to the sect as ‘never having encountered this caravan.’ No need to arrange it after you’ve returned, taking back the spirit stones they gave you.”

The wealthy merchant of course understood this reasoning, but ultimately still hoped for an extra layer of security. As he was about to persuade further, Chen Zi’ang had already, without a word, used the Cloud-Parting Eight Trigrams Step and disappeared with a few quick leaps.

Just a moment ago on the mountain, he had very keenly noticed that the protective formation of Yu Long Mountain had already been activated.

The formation was very large in scale, and for every second it was activated, the resource consumption was tremendous. And since Shi Yao’s focus was not on this side of the cultivation realm, she generally followed the rhythm of the Six Paths and moved step by step, so it was even less likely that it was her request to proactively activate it.

In other words, it was very likely that something had happened, forcing the Eastern Emperor Path to employ the protective formation.

After thinking briefly, he remembered that it wouldn’t be long before the peach blossoms dissipated, and the day of Shushan’s southern expedition to the Hundred Thousand Mountains would arrive.

This made the Southern Border appear rather unsafe…

Thinking of this, Chen Guanshui was already planning to leave.

If he returned the same way with the wealthy merchants, it would be less safe if they encountered Shushan cultivators who had arrived early in the border towns. To be safe, it would be best to change direction and flee.

Chen Guanshui turned toward the southeast, and after a few days of travel, noticed that the miasma had already begun to thin.

Fortunately, it had not yet dissipated completely, so there was no need to worry about Shushan launching an early attack.

That day, Chen Guanshui was walking through the forest and, turning a corner around a mountain rock, suddenly saw someone standing in a small pavilion beside the waterfall ahead.

Judging by the person’s graceful figure, it was likely a woman, but her head full of white hair like frost and snow carried a strange, eerie beauty.

Chen Guanshui initially wanted to go over and ask for directions, but upon seeing her abnormal appearance, he hesitated for a moment.

Before he could react, the woman turned her head, and he was instantly shocked out of his wits.

Senior Sister An?

An Zhisu looked at Chen Guanshui. Although she didn’t recognize his face, she intuitively sensed that he must have some relation to Junior Brother Ling.

Her mind moved slightly, and the Flying Smoke Sword immediately unsheathed, pointing its tip at Chen Guanshui in midair.

Chen Guanshui’s expression slightly changed. He no longer cared why she had white hair, and hurriedly cupped his hands, saying:

“Immortal, spare me! We are strangers; why meet blade with sword?”

An Zhisu was silent for a moment and said:

“You resemble someone I’m looking for.”

“Resemble?” Chen Guanshui played dumb and said, “Immortal, who do you have such deep animosity with?”

An Zhisu ignored him, continuing to frown in thought.

This person appeared to have nothing to do with Junior Brother Ling, but instinct told her there was definitely something peculiar here. Since An Zhisu was straightforward and very reliant on her intuition, she decided to test his strength first.

The Flying Smoke Sword suddenly vibrated, then thrust straight toward Chen Guanshui’s chest!

This strike was with all her might; either An Zhisu suddenly withdrew, or Chen Guanshui defended himself; otherwise, it would be certain death.

Of course, Chen Guanshui couldn’t gamble on whether Senior Sister would pull back, so he could only reluctantly draw his sword to defend.

The Flying Smoke Sword clashed with the Huangting Kunwu Sword, a clear sound of metal striking metal, and the former was undoubtedly shaken off, but An Zhisu’s gaze instantly sharpened.

To be able to directly crush her in sword control technique, either the flying sword’s grade rank far surpassed the Flying Smoke Sword, or his root bone and True Yuan far exceeded hers.

What made her even more wary was that from the force returned from the Flying Smoke Sword, it seemed he had both of these.

“Wow.” Chen Guanshui was still making a last-ditch effort, trying to act frightened, “How terrifying, Immortal spare me, please don’t kill me…”

“Is it amusing?” An Zhisu coldly asked.

“No, it’s not,” Chen Guanshui dropped his expression, sighed, and said, “Why did you suddenly attack me?”

“I told you,” An Zhisu was silent for a moment and then replied, “You resemble someone I’m searching for.”

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