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Several days later.

Ling Pengyun and Yan Siyi had only just left Yuan Kingdom's borders and were preparing to cross a barren expanse stretching several million li when Ling Pengyun's expression shifted slightly. He turned to look behind them and immediately spotted a green streak of fleeing light approaching from the rear.

The aura of that streak was exceedingly familiar to him. It belonged to Ping Daoren, the man who had previously traded him that Breaking Yuan Grass.

Moreover, three masked cultivators, each with at least Golden Core Third Layer cultivation, were closely pursuing Ping Daoren.

There was even a Golden Core Fifth Layer cultivator among them.

From the looks of it, Ping Daoren would likely be caught before long.

"An interception?"

"Did the spirit herbs Ping Daoren gave me contain some tracking secret method?"

Ling Pengyun frowned.

He immediately took out the large batch of spirit medicines he had traded for from Ping Daoren and carefully examined them. Finding nothing unusual, his brows furrowed even more deeply.

Ping Daoren was only at Golden Core Second Layer. Any tracking secret method set by a cultivator of that level should have been easily seen through with Ling Pengyun's divine sense.

"Was it truly a coincidence that Ping Daoren sought out my wife and me?"

Just then, Ping Daoren, who was being pursued by the three masked cultivators, sent Ling Pengyun a voice transmission.

"Fellow Daoist, I am an elder of the Fu Yun Immortal Sect. Please lend me your aid!"

"Afterward, I will certainly reward you generously!"

Ling Pengyun's eyes trembled faintly at those words.

The Fu Yun Immortal Sect was one of the three strongest righteous Nascent Soul Forces in the Northern Wilderness Cultivation World. Several Nascent Soul True Lords were stationed within it. The sect had established its Dao