Purple rain, hillside, sacred beast, people.
An exquisite painting was rendered.
Beautiful to the point of captivating the heart, beautiful to the point of chilling the entire body.
The moment the enemy appeared, Wan Liuchuan’s tribesmen immediately formed a battle formation, prepared to meet the enemy’s attack.
“Wan Liuchuan, I never expected to run into you here, hehe.”
Jian Xunhuan’s voice was grating, like two irregular pieces of iron grinding against each other, making people’s skin crawl and wishing they could rip out his throat.
The Jian Xunhuan of the past, with his graceful white robes and supreme swordmanship, had now transformed into a grotesque, hellish demon.
“Jian Xunhuan, have you come to surrender?”
Wan Liuchuan’s face was expressionless beneath his bamboo hat.
“Surrender? Wan Liuchuan, are you out of your mind?”
“What, you think with your strength, you have a chance to reach the Great Wall? Or a chance to kill a Mahayana stage expert?
If I recall correctly, the Mahayana stage expert of your Kai Tian Jian Sect was killed by Wan Lei at the very beginning.”
At this moment, Wan Liuchuan did not forget to rub salt into Jian Xunhuan’s wounds.
“Indeed, but so what?”
“Enough, stop with the nonsense, let’s fight.”
“When did I say I was going to fight you?”
Jian Xunhuan’s voice remained unpleasantly sharp. Under the veil of night, the light of the torches nearby cast an even more terrifying glow on his soot-like makeup.
“If you’re not going to fight, why are you blocking me here?”
“…Damn it, I just happened to run into you. When did I block you? What makes you worth blocking?
There’s no need for us to fight. We are evenly matched, and fighting would only result in mutual injury, bringing no benefit to either of us.
Even if I kill you, I’ll be heavily wounded, and the road ahead will be even harder.”
“Then if you don’t fight, I’m leaving.”
“Wait a moment.”
“Something wrong?”
“Can you… contact Wan Lei?”
A rare look of earnestness appeared on Jian Xunhuan’s face.
“Yes, but I don’t know where he is. What’s up?”
“I want to find him.”
“Can you beat him?”
“I can’t, and I don’t intend to fight him. I just want to buy back the head of Yi Jian Tian, an elder of my Kai Tian Jian Sect, to bring back and bury properly.
Leave the revenge to someone more capable.”
“Are you honestly thinking of burying him? You want to use that head to cross the Great Wall, and you’re coming up with such a noble excuse. How pathetic!”
“Think whatever you want, I must find Wan Lei. Don’t you want to find him?
This mission in the secret realm is too difficult, very different from before. I assume you don’t have the strength to obtain a Mahayana stage head either.”
“I just need to reach the Great Wall and wait for Wan Lei there. I believe he won’t abandon me. As for you, good luck to yourself.”
Wan Liuchuan let out a cold laugh and continued to lead his men forward.
Jian Xunhuan said nothing, just watched Wan Liuchuan.
As they passed Jian Xunhuan’s tribe, everyone in Wan Liuchuan’s tribe held their breath, fearing that the other side might suddenly attack.
However, Jian Xunhuan seemed genuinely unwilling to fight Wan Liuchuan. Not a single blow was exchanged even as they brushed past each other.
Wan Liuchuan cast a deep glance at Jian Xunhuan, then continued to lead his men forward with vigilance.
After traveling five li, Wan Liuchuan looked back. Jian Xunhuan was still standing in the same spot, unmoving.
After traveling ten li, Wan Liuchuan looked back again. Jian Xunhuan’s tribe was still five li away from them.
“Why are you following me?!”
“We’re all heading south, how can you say I’m following you? We’re just going the same way.”
“Do you think following me will help you find Wan Lei? Since I know your intentions, how could I possibly take you to find Wan Lei?”
“You don’t need to fear me, and Wan Lei certainly doesn’t need to fear me. I’m prepared to be killed by Wan Lei this time.
After all, I can’t kill a Mahayana stage expert to reach the Great Wall. Our elder from Kai Tian Jian Sect is already dead, and I can’t defect to Wan Lei. So, instead of withering away in this Land of Destiny, I’d rather gamble on a sliver of hope.
If there’s no hope, then to be able to fight an enemy before death is not a bad thing. Dying at Wan Lei’s hands is better than waiting to die in this disgusting place.”
“I told you, I don’t know where Wan Lei is. I don’t even know where I am myself. Look around you, are there any coordinates? Any reference points? Do you know where you are?”
“I don’t know, but you’re the first acquaintance I’ve met in over a month, and someone who has a good relationship with Wan Lei. What else can I do but follow you?”
“Get lost, stop following me!”
Jian Xunhuan remained noncommittal and continued to trail behind Wan Liuchuan.
For half a month straight.
Wan Liuchuan was both vexed and helpless by Jian Xunhuan, who was like a stubborn stain on his backside.
If he fought, he was confident he could defeat Jian Xunhuan, but killing him would be too difficult.
Moreover, Jian Xunhuan had five to six hundred warriors under him, while he only had a hundred men. Even if his warriors were more elite, they were no match for Jian Xunhuan’s tribe.
He couldn’t fight, and he couldn’t drive Jian Xunhuan away, so this was the only way.
But having an enemy constantly trailing behind was not a solution. Wan Liuchuan had to be constantly wary of Jian Xunhuan, even when plundering other tribes, fearing that Jian Xunhuan might make a move during the chaos.
Fortunately, Jian Xunhuan seemed only to want to follow him to find Wan Lei and had no intention of making a move. No matter what Wan Liuchuan did, Jian Xunhuan would watch quietly from five li away.
Occasionally, Jian Xunhuan would also plunder other tribes.
Approximately fifteen hundred li to the southwest, a large encampment was established.
“Have you calculated it?”
Wan Lei frowned and looked at the Divine Calculator and the young Taoist nun in front of him.
Three days ago, they had encountered the tribe led by these two and had seamlessly incorporated them.
“It’s hard to calculate. This place is too vast. Finding the location of one person is harder than climbing to heaven. My mental power isn’t enough.”
Tian Suanzi sighed, fiddling with the compass and coins in front of him.
“When the great snow buried half the continent of Lei Feng, why didn’t you say your mental power wasn’t enough? Stop playing coy. Hurry up and calculate. If you can’t calculate it, I’ll kick you out and keep the young Taoist nun.”
“Hey, Young Master Lei, you can’t be this shameless, abandoning me alone. Isn’t that letting me die?”
“Your wife, I’ll raise her.”
Slap!
Fang Xiaoyu slapped Young Master Lei on the head.
“Alas, forget it, forget it. I’ll do my best to calculate for you. Wife, come help me.”
“Get lost. Who’s your wife? I’m a monk…”
“Oh, alright, alright, let’s not argue at a time like this. Hurry up and calculate.”
Tian Suanzi pulled the young Taoist nun’s hand, and they began to work.
After a while…
“We have calculated your fate. This time, great misfortune and great fortune come together, a sign of being trapped in a jar. You must be careful.”