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Xu Feng stood to the side of the Military Horses, the swaying tail blocking part of Ma An Shan's view. By the time he heard Xu Feng's voice, Xu Feng's arrows had already been shot.
Thud, thud, thud! Three arrows were released in quick succession, as if it were second nature.
All three arrows aimed for the upper three vital points: the forehead, throat, and chest. If any one of them hit, Ma An Shan would surely die.
At a distance of ten zhang, this was a very safe distance for a cultivator one level lower. It was nearly impossible to cross this distance and deliver a fatal blow in one strike.
Ma An Shan knew that his opponent had the ability to kill him, but unfortunately, he did not know the opponent's methods. In a moment of unexpected crisis, Ma An Shan demonstrated his strength; his head jerked to the side like a mechanical spring, avoiding two arrows aimed at his head. One arrow clipped an ear while another grazed his neck.
However, he could not evade the arrow aimed at his chest. It struck slightly off-target, creating a large hole in his left chest, blood gushing out like a fountain.
Xu Feng was already standing in front of him. A disciple from Spirit Beast Manor had just attempted to take flight on his eagle but was paralyzed by Xu Feng's murderous aura and dared not move. With Xu Feng's long-range attack capabilities, he could shoot him down at any moment as he took off.
Ma An Shan coughed up blood and muttered, "Why... is your spiritual power not... Fire and Earth?"
Xu Feng replied, "I won't tell you."
Ma An Shan spat out blood more rapidly. "Your arrows... are so fast..."
Xu Feng said, "Thank you."
With that, Ma An Shan expelled his last mouthful of blood and died.
Not far away, a soldier trembled as if all his muscles were cramping. He wanted to faint to escape this terrifying scene but couldn't manage to do so. In the end, Xu Feng helped him out; a blade of sword energy passed through his body, splitting him in two. He finally fainted and would never wake up again.
Xu Feng dared to walk the main road; aside from showing off his modifications, the biggest change was switching the attribute of his spiritual power. All along, Xu Feng had been known for dual cultivation of Fire and Earth; no one knew he practiced Five Elements Cultivation. Therefore, after fleeing, he continuously used Wood Element Spiritual Power. This was because Wood Element Spiritual Power recovered quickly and was suitable for long-distance escape while also concealing his identity.
Ma An Shan looked at Xu Feng in the sky for a while and suspected him but could not confirm it in the end because the spiritual power indicated that this Xu Feng was of Wood Element while he was investigating a cultivator who practiced dual cultivation of Fire and Earth. It was nearly impossible for someone to cultivate all three elements simultaneously.
However, the meticulous Ma An Shan was unwilling to let Xu Feng go easily and decided to use a more accurate Verification Talisman to test him. This decision was correct, but it cost him his life.
Xu Feng took Ma An Shan's storage bag and burned him to ashes with a fire. The poor fellow didn't even have a chance to draw his sword; the Medium-Grade Spirit Sword remained safely in the storage bag.
"You are Yan Da, I've heard of you. My name is Zeng Youming, please take care of me." The disciple from Spirit Beast Manor tried to remain calm. After witnessing something he shouldn't have, no one could stay composed. He needed to seek protection; otherwise, he would be silenced.
"How many people are pursuing me?" Xu Feng asked.
Zeng Youming dared not lie and replied, "The only one I know of is Wuhua Island, which rented five of our eagles; three of them are looking for you." He wasn't foolish; from Ma An Shan's demands, he had already grasped the general situation. However, their profession did not involve getting involved in sect disputes, so he hadn't paid much attention.
"The other two are nearby as well?" Xu Feng looked around but didn't see the White Eagle.
"In three directions; if something happens in one direction, the other two will know." Zeng Youming had a way to contact his companions. Since Wuhua Island was out searching, they naturally had their own secret methods.
Zeng Youming then pleaded, "Yan Daoyou, your grievances have nothing to do with me. I'm just a worker and pose no threat to you. Please spare my life." With only initial foundation-building cultivation, escaping from Xu Feng was akin to a fool's dream.
"Where can you take me?"
"Mist City."
"Can't we go further?"
"We can, but my route this time is from Mist City to the Otherworldly Secret Realm. If I deviate, Spirit Beast Manor will immediately know something has happened to me. That would be detrimental for both me and Yan Daoyou." Zeng Youming sincerely expressed his concerns.
"Mm," Xu Feng thought for a moment and understood; this was Spirit Beast Manor's monitoring system, similar to passenger transport companies in his previous life where each driver had their own designated route.
"Let's go to Mist City." Xu Feng made his decision.
The two boarded the White Eagle and flew towards Mist City.
In the sky, Xu Feng opened the storage bag from Ma An Shan and pulled out a set of clothes from Wuhua Island to change into. In less than two days of fleeing, he had already changed outfits three times.
After flying for an afternoon, they were not far from Mist City.
Suddenly, two Dapengs flew towards them in the sky. Xu Feng recognized these as spirit beasts of the New Moon Sect, larger than the White Eagle, capable of carrying ten people at once.
As the two birds crossed paths in the sky, the people on the Dapengs looked over. Xu Feng, dressed in Wuhua Island attire, was not afraid and met their gaze.
In a hurried glance, he saw a beautiful Female Cultivator standing in front of one Dapeng, exuding grace and charm. Behind her stood four disciples from Mistaken Sword Hall, with Cai Shujun among them. When Xu Feng looked over, he happened to catch Cai Shujun's gaze; their eyes met, and her expression shifted slightly as if she recalled something.
On the other Dapeng stood five individuals, all imposing figures who were certainly not opponents for Foundation Establishment Practitioners. With two Dapengs carrying ten people, there was no sign of Chu Wushang.
The White Eagle flew past and quickly shrank to a black dot in the distance.
The New Moon Sect had mobilized so many experts; at least seven or eight of these ten were Golden Core Cultivators. Could it be that news of my acquisition of the third-tier treasure has leaked? Is it really worth such a commotion over a mere broken map?
After flying for another half an hour, Mist City came into view. Xu Feng instructed Zeng Youming to circle around to a mountain ten miles from the east gate. Zeng Youming hovered in the air for quite some time, reluctant to descend.
Seeing his expression, Xu Feng understood his meaning and said, "Don't worry; I won't kill you. But if I run into any trouble in Mist City, I might just remember you." The implication was clear: he could let him go, but if Zeng Youming caused any trouble, he shouldn't expect kindness.
Zeng Youming replied with a pained expression, "Yan Daoyou, you don't understand. Only our Spirit Beast Manor has this kind of passenger service in Liuxiang Kingdom. As soon as I appear here, it won't take long for them to find out you've come to Mist City. I can't hide it even if I wanted to. If I die, your exposure will come even faster."
"How could it be so quick?"
"It's simple. My fellow disciples know my location; those from Wuhua Island know each other's positions as well. If one person dies but their position remains unchanged while I'm alive and my position changes, it means someone has killed a disciple from Wuhua Island and taken their place to learn your location."
"Uh... this seems a bit complicated." Xu Feng was a bit confused after Zeng Youming used six or seven different positions in quick succession.
"The final meaning is, don't kill me; your business has nothing to do with me."
"Alright, I won't kill you."
Zeng Youming piloted the White Eagle into the forest. Although it was white, the Heavy Fog of Mist City was still present. Xu Feng was familiar with this forest, having worked on a few cases here before.
After disembarking from the White Eagle, Xu Feng took out ten thousand spirit stones and handed them to Zeng Youming, saying, "I don't owe you anything; take these ten thousand spirit stones as my travel expenses."
Zeng Youming didn't expect to receive unexpected wealth and repeatedly thanked him.
Bang! Xu Feng punched Zeng Youming on the forehead, causing him to faint immediately. "I won't kill you, but that doesn't mean I won't knock you out."
Seeing its master fall to the ground, the White Eagle quickly took off. Xu Feng didn't harm it; since he had already exposed himself, he might as well let the creature call for help to save Zeng Youming's life. The White Eagle circled in the sky for a while, crying out before flying away.
Xu Feng stuffed the storage bag containing ten thousand stones onto Zeng Youming's body. Whether it would be a blessing or a curse was up to him now.
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