What did it mean when someone was so unlucky that even drinking cold water made them choke? Su Hao was exactly like that.
The Thousand Peaks Assembly had been here in Spirit Mountain Vein Province for who knew how many years without incident, yet less than a day after Su Hao arrived, a huge group of Nascent Soul and Golden Core cultivators came to besiege it. He could only be said to be unlucky beyond measure.
Fairy Feng Ling felt it most deeply. She felt that she had chosen the wrong time to leave the Immortal Sect, which was why she had been so unlucky all along the way. First, five cultivators had intercepted her on Guangming Sea; then, when she reached Qi Tower Peak, she discovered that all the disciples changing the guard had died; and now, upon returning, she had encountered more than a hundred cultivators besieging the Thousand Peaks Assembly...
Fairy Feng Ling cast a grateful glance at Su Hao beside her. If Su Hao had not been at her side, she might have died somewhere long ago.
Su Hao stopped on the ground with a frown. "Master, six Golden Core cultivators are coming after us!"
"Uh—" Fairy Feng Ling abruptly turned around. Seeing six streaks of multicolored light flying toward them, her heart seemed to skip half a beat.
Fairy Feng Ling immediately formed hand seals, grabbed Su Hao's hand, and said, "Quickly escape underground, then flee!"
With a flick of his hand, Su Hao slipped free of Fairy Feng Ling's grasp. "Master, are you sure those cultivators don't know Earth Escape?"
Fairy Feng Ling's hand froze, and her expression turned ugly. "Then what do we do? I also know a Shadow Escape Art..."
Su Hao waved a hand. "What else can we do? Kill them