Hei Yunzi felt like an antelope being watched by a predator, knowing that his only chance for survival was to run with all his might.
He even thought that this might be the fastest he had ever run in his life.
But even so, it was still not enough, as he could clearly hear the sound of wind behind him growing closer.
For this reason, he changed directions several times and even laid false trails, but to no avail.
At this moment, Hei Yunzi felt like his lungs were about to explode, yet he still couldn’t shake off the pursuit.
The person behind him chased like a cat playing with a mouse, neither hurried nor slow.
This feeling of being prey and clearly sensing the approach of death was incredibly despairing.
Suddenly.
Hei Yunzi stopped in his tracks and drew his sword to strike back within the blink of an eye.
This was a strike that Hei Yunzi had prepared for a long time, and it could also be said to be his strongest blow.
The long sword cut through wind and snow, straight towards the enemy pursuing him from behind.
It must be said, Hei Yunzi did have some skill, especially in this moment facing death, he unleashed all his strength.
Just this sword’s momentum alone was enough to overwhelm an average Fifth Realm.
But in the next instant, Hei Yunzi suddenly heard a crisp ding, and then the long sword in his hand flew out.
Not only that, Hei Yunzi also felt as if his wrist was about to be shattered.
In panic, Hei Yunzi instinctively took two steps back, finally seeing clearly the appearance of the enemy who had chased him all the way here.
To his surprise, this person was extremely young, even exaggeratedly so.
Hei Yunzi originally thought that someone capable of forcing him into such a predicament and easily breaking his sword strike must be a long-established master, possibly even an elder from the Azure Dragon Temple sent personally to capture him.
Yet unexpectedly, it was a young man around twenty years old.
But after a brief shock, Hei Yunzi quickly calmed down.
At this point, running was impossible, and he couldn’t win in a fight, so Hei Yunzi very straightforwardly chose to surrender.
"Young Hero, I admit defeat and surrender, this is my little token of goodwill, please accept it."
Saying this, Hei Yunzi took out a small package from his bosom, respectfully placed it on the ground, and opened it.
Inside were many pieces of dried meat.
Because there were no governmental forces outside the World, and each sect acted independently, there was no bonafide bureau that operated outside the World.
Ordinary people used physical gold and silver for transactions, but if it involved bulk trades, carrying large amounts of gold and silver was too cumbersome.
Due to the many martial artists in the World Beyond and the numerous sects, the price of dried meat remained stable, rarely fluctuating.
So dried meat or even Meat Field became the equivalent in many trades by merchants.
And dried meat was divided into ten levels according to its value.
The higher the level, the more expensive the cost.
Previously, the Black Flood Dragon Dried Meat that Zhao Ya ate in Great Yan was of the seventh level, which was already the highest level of dried meat in Great Yan.
And now, the dried meat in this package that Hei Yunzi opened was jade-colored and emanated a clean fragrance, making it tempting to smell.
Evidently, these dried meats were of higher grade than Black Flood Dragon Dried Meat, at least eighth level, and with such quantity, they were of considerable value.
Hei Yunzi, seeking to save his life, voluntarily offered up so much dried meat, showing his decisiveness.
Honestly, Zhao Ya was a bit tempted.
Because the Black Flood Dragon Dried Meat he brought from Great Yan was already half-eaten, the rest would last only until the unlocking of the Gallbladder, and he would need to find a way beyond that.
Though the official disciples of the Azure Dragon Temple received some dried meat each month, it was no more than a drop in the bucket for Zhao Ya.
Now, the dried meat offered by Hei Yunzi solved Zhao Ya’s urgent need.
But Zhao Ya took just one look at the dried meat on the ground and then turned to Hei Yunzi, smiling slightly, he said.
"Do you think this is enough to buy your life?"
Hei Yunzi’s heart sank.
What he feared most indeed happened, but having come this far, he still forced himself to speak.
"Friend, it’s wise to let things go, even if you kill me you won’t gain much, and you must understand, for me to have lived this long, I must have some trump card. If you want to kill me, you’ll have to bear a lot of unnecessary risk, so why bother?"
"These dried meats are my lifetime savings, you can take them without risk, and then let us part ways, I promise never to set foot in the Azure Dragon Temple territory again, what do you think?"
It must be said, this Hei Yunzi had quite the eloquence, his words were emotional and reasonable, well-organized, and highly persuasive.
If it were someone else, they might have been swayed by Hei Yunzi.
But Zhao Ya was different, what he wanted was Sect Contribution, the chance to go up to the second floor of the Library to seek a breakthrough in the Fist Technique, so regardless of what Hei Yunzi said, he remained unmoved.
"I don’t think so!"
Before his words fell, he had already arrived.
Wanting to capture alive, Zhao Ya didn’t use a sword but performed a Fist Technique.
When he charged to Hei Yunzi and sent out a punch, Hei Yunzi couldn’t help but roar in anger.
"Too much bullying!"
Saying that he retaliated with a punch as well.
But it was all a ruse, as the fist was only halfway out, Hei Yunzi suddenly flicked his wrist, and a Sleeve Arrow shot out, aiming at Zhao Ya with incredible speed.
This was a move that Hei Yunzi had strategized for a long time, so whether it was his prior feigned weakness or the timing of his attack, it was all executed with perfect precision.