"You... you stay away!" Zhang Chuxi screamed sharply, her voice trembling.
"Stay away?" The loose cultivator laughed even more happily, "Little beauty, in my hands, it won’t matter if you scream till your voice breaks! Serve me well, and maybe you won’t suffer too much!"
He suddenly lunged forward!
"Get away!"
Zhang Chuxi gritted her teeth, and a silver shimmering ribbon like a spiritual snake emerged, carrying star-like sparkles from her sleeve toward the loose cultivator.
This is a Middle Grade Second Tier Magical Treasure, the Xuanzang Ribbon!
"Buzz—!"
"Ma... magical treasure?!" The loose cultivator’s smile froze, and before he could react, his head flew through the air.
"Whew..."
Zhang Chuxi breathed heavily. Looking at the corpse on the ground, her stomach churned, and she vomited.
Not good!
The aura of the magical treasure will surely attract others’ attention!
Zhang Chuxi struggled to get up, just about to run outside when the longevity lock on her neck suddenly emitted a scorching heat!
This is the life-saving magical treasure her mother left her!
When a strong foe approaches with malicious intent, it will send a warning!
It’s over...
Zhang Chuxi’s legs gave way, and she collapsed to the ground, utterly desperate.
As expected, the next moment.
A man appeared silently behind her.
He wore a hat and a gray Taoist robe, standing there quietly.
Zhang Chuxi’s heart almost stopped.
Just killed a Qi Cultivation one, now a Foundation Establishment one has arrived!
Now,
all her guards were dead, and she had used up almost all her methods. How could she be a match for a Foundation Establishment cultivator?
She turned around sharply, her mud-stained and tear-streaked little face was ashen.
"Demon... Demon!" She screamed in despair, instinctively trying to activate the silver shimmering ribbon again.
"Don’t shout!"
The figure flickered and was already close at hand, a large hand flashed and caught her about-to-unleash ribbon magical treasure.
He lifted his head, removing the hat.
Moonlight shone through the cracks of the broken house, illuminating his distinct face.
"Chen... Guardian Chen?!"
Zhang Chuxi’s gaze trembled, why was he here?
Shouldn’t he still be in Canghe County?
"Idiot!"
Chen Ye glanced at the Qi Cultivation demon cultivator’s corpse on the ground, then looked at Zhang Chuxi’s miserable appearance, snorted coldly.
This idiot!
If it weren’t for her, how could he be stuck in this Black Cliff City!
"You dare to insult me? Chen Ye! I call you Guardian..."
Seeing a familiar face, Zhang Chuxi’s arrogance unconsciously rose again.
Her mother is an elder of the Lingyin Sect!
In the vast Lingyin Sect, who would dare to harm her? Even the other elders smile kindly when they see her.
Not to mention a common guardian, her four bodyguards were all cultivators of guardian level!
"I don’t have time for your nonsense!"
Chen Ye grabbed her from the ground, swiftly and cleanly,
"Where is Yuan Ye?"
"I... I don’t know... I used an escape talisman... he’s been chasing me..."
"Your life-saving means!" Chen Ye stared into her eyes fiercely, his voice commanding, "What did your mother leave you with?"
Zhang Chuxi shivered at his words, instinctively answering, "Nothing else. Just a Wind Entry Talisman..."
This Wind Entry Talisman is an Upper Grade Second Tier talisman.
It was precisely by this that Zhang Chuxi frequently escaped Yuan Ye’s pursuit.
But Yuan Ye reacted quickly, and soon enough, he could always find her location.
"You must have some kind of tracking technique placed on you."
Chen Ye’s eyes were cold, his Divine Sense unceremoniously scanned Zhang Chuxi’s entire body.
"What are you doing!"
Zhang Chuxi felt ashamed and angry; she had never been treated this way.
Chen Ye ignored her cries, quickly fixing his gaze on her disheveled hair.
There, attached to a blood-stained star-shaped hairpin, was a subtle trace of Demonic Qi.
"As expected."
Chen Ye pulled off that hairpin, True Yuan surged, crushing it into powder.
"Ah! My Chasing Star! You bastard!" Zhang Chuxi screamed, that was her favorite magical artifact!
"Shut up! Follow me out of here first."
Chen Ye’s temple throbbed angrily; he would have acted more aggressively if not for her being the Fourth Elder’s daughter.
Heh.
Shivering in front of outsiders, but flaunting arrogance in front of him?
He glanced disdainfully at Zhang Chuxi, covered in stolen goods, and reached out to hold her waist.
But who would have thought.
Instead, Zhang Chuxi despised him, took a small step back, took a deep breath, and pretended to be calm:
"Guardian Chen, you grabbed my arm..."
"Shut up."
Chen Ye, expressionless, simply picked up this foolish little girl and tucked her under his arm.
Incidentally,
he casually tore off a piece of cloth and stuffed it into her mouth.
"Mmph!!" Zhang Chuxi was startled by his rough actions, her legs kicking wildly, "Mmph mmph mmph!"
Was he treating her like a beast?
What made Zhang Chuxi more ashamed and angry was that the man’s large hand actually reached into her clothes, groping!
She had never been touched by a man since she was born!
"Mmph mmph mmph..."
Chen Ye ignored Zhang Chuxi’s cries, and expressionlessly, he pulled out a talisman from her belt.
Hmm.
This girl was living precariously; a life-saving talisman was naturally not in the Storage Ring but on the conveniently reachable belt.
His fingertips flashed spiritual light, igniting the Wind Entry Talisman into blue smoke, and the figures of the two instantly disappeared.
Just a few breaths later.
Several Foundation Establishment Demon Cultivators arrived late.
Yuan Ye furrowed his brows:
"As expected of the Fourth Elder’s beloved pearl... Besides that Third Tier Escape Talisman, she actually has over ten Wind Entry Talismans on her... Quickly chase! The Wind Entry Talisman won’t take them far!"
...
Back at the inn.
Chen Ye threw the struggling Zhang Chuxi, still "mmph mmph" by the struggle, down heavily, his face solemn.
While escaping earlier, he had sensed five Foundation Establishment Demon Cultivators approaching!
Among those five, there was even a middle period Foundation Establishment Yuan Ye!
If it weren’t for Zhang Chuxi’s Wind Entry Talisman, it would have been difficult to escape.
After all, this was the home ground of the Emotion Crossing Sect, and even if they could deal with Yuan Ye, the sect would undoubtedly take it seriously and send even stronger experts later.
"Guardian Chen, Chuxi!"
A figure flashed out from the shadows, it was the waiting Aunt Lan.
Seeing that Chen Ye had indeed brought the person back, she was both surprised and delighted, quickly stepping forward to untie the cloth from Zhang Chuxi’s mouth.
At this time,
Zhang Chuxi was gradually calming down, she clenched her small hand, forcing herself to control her emotions: "Thank you, Guardian Chen, for the life-saving grace!"
"Shut up!"
Chen Ye didn’t bother responding to her, glanced coldly at her,
"If you say another word, I’ll throw you back to Yuan Ye now."
"..." Zhang Chuxi bit her lip hard, this time she clearly hadn’t said anything!
Chen Ye quickly informed Aunt Lan of the situation.
Aunt Lan glanced at the dirty-faced Zhang Chuxi, a flash of determination in her eyes:
"Guardian Chen! Yuan Ye surely can’t imagine that we’ve already found Chuxi! Let me draw him away. Just so happen my cultivation technique is of a similar origin to Chuxi’s, having a similar aura... and you, take Chuxi and leave first!"
Since Yuan Ye doesn’t know of Aunt Lan’s presence, he might truly be deceived in the first moment.
As long as they avoid Yuan Ye and others, they can easily leave Black Cliff City—after all, this grand city won’t lock down thoroughly because of Zhang Chuxi.
"Aunt Lan!" Zhang Chuxi grabbed her in disbelief.
Chen Ye glanced at Aunt Lan, quickly thinking.
Aunt Lan was a middle period Foundation Establishment cultivator, she had considerable room to maneuver.
This matter doesn’t require her to risk her life; she only needs to draw Yuan Ye’s attention.
Moreover, at this point, there’s not much choice left.
"Good! Taoist Friend Lan, take care! Remember, you don’t have to fight to the death with him, just lead him away!" Chen Ye said in a deep voice.
Aunt Lan silently nodded, she broke free from Zhang Chuxi’s hold and transformed into a streak of light, fleeing towards the east sea.
"Go!"
Chen Ye took out another cloak from the Storage Ring and draped it over Zhang Chuxi, casually casting a technique to conceal her aura.
"From now on, you’re my sister. We are just ordinary loose cultivators, got it?"
"Mm..." Zhang Chuxi’s eyes welled with tears, staring dazedly at Aunt Lan’s departing direction, suddenly asking,
"Guardian Chen, will Aunt Lan return safely?"
Chen Ye furrowed his brows, not ordering her to shut up, casually explaining:
"Your Aunt Lan is also a middle period Foundation Establishment cultivator. It’s not like she’s going for a head-on duel. Once she reaches the east sea, she naturally will be safe and sound, and then she can return to the sect via another route."
Sigh.
Now, it’s up to him to escort this troublesome girl back to the sect.