A Way Out

The group deviated from the official road and traveled south for dozens of miles.

Ji Boying, carrying Yang Tiexin Yang Kang, displayed the Golden Wild Goose Technique, which was no slower than Wang Chuyi's.

Golden Wild Goose Technique was best at long-distance raids, and Ji Boying, with his profound skill and leisurely pace, didn't feel tired at all.

This amazed Wang Chuyi, Huang Rong, Mu Nianci even more.

Such mastery of the Golden Wild Goose Technique far surpasses that of the Seven Immortals of Quanzhen.

While praising the performance, Wang Chuyi was also making plans in his mind.

Be careful.

Ji Boying gave a reminder.

Guo Jing patted the horse's rump, and the Little Red Horse seemed to understand human nature, so it slowed down and made much less noise.

"Wanyan Honglie is truly devoted. The news has reached us so quickly that even the officials in these remote and impoverished areas have been mobilized. At this rate, several horses must have died from exhaustion."

Huang Rong wiped the thin layer of sweat from her forehead, looked at the Jin soldiers on the path ahead, and teased them with a smile, making Yang Tiexin and Bao Xiruo quite embarrassed.

"Haha, he is the Sixth Prince the Great Jin Dynasty. He has lost face this time, so naturally he will not let it go."

Wang Chuyi helped the two out of the predicament.

"Let's go and rest at that dilapidated temple at the foot of the mountain."

Ji Boying called out.

Once everyone was seated, they began to talk to each other in hushed tones.

Only Yang Kang remained silent throughout.

Of these people, only Huang Rong was a little more shrewd; the others waited for Yang Kang to recover.

Ji Boying seemed to completely ignore Yang Kang, chatting idly with Guo Jing as if nothing was wrong.

They talked about Mongols, Temüjin, and the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan...

"Guo Jing, can you teach me the martial arts of your seven masters?"

Ji Boying suddenly spoke, which surprised everyone.

It wasn't because it was taboo to rashly inquire about someone else's secret martial arts techniques, but because they didn't understand why Ji Boying wanted the martial arts of the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan.

These Seven Freaks are all quite skilled in martial arts, but their fame stems more from their unity and cooperation. Naturally, those stronger than them find it difficult to provoke them.

The seven of them only managed to fight Qiu Chuji to a standstill. Ji Boying's martial arts skills had clearly surpassed Qiu Chuji's, so what was the point of having the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan's skills?

"Big brother... this..."

Guo Jing felt quite troubled.

Firstly, he felt that Brother Ji didn't need it, but he didn't want to belittle his master. Secondly, without his master's permission, he really didn't dare to make a decision on his own.

"Brother Ji, although the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan each have their own unique skills, Brother Ji's kung fu has clearly reached a high level. What need is there for other martial arts?"

Wang Chuyi spared the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan some face.

Ji Boying laughed and said, "I not only want the Seven Heroes' kung fu, but also the Yang Family Spear Technique."

"Young master, you have been incredibly kind to me. If you don't mind my crude marksmanship, I am willing to teach you everything I know."

Before Ji Boying could finish speaking, Yang Tiexin had already expressed his determination.

Only Huang Rong's eyes flickered, as if she had thought of something.

"Your master's self-created 'Demon Subduing Staff Technique' is quite commendable. Your sixth master's scale rod technique is derived from the Six Harmonies Spear Technique and also has the style of a master. Your seventh master's Maiden of Yue Sword Technique is originally the battlefield skill taught to the soldiers of Yue State by the Yue Maiden A Qing. I intend to integrate these skills and combine them with the Yang Family Spear Technique to create a spear and staff technique for the battlefield."

"Brother Ji, have you still not given up on the matter of fighting against the Jin?"

When Mu Nianci thought of Ji Boying's recounted background, she couldn't help but think of this place.

Everyone turned their attention to this, and even Yang Kang raised his head.

Yang Tiexin's passion surged again, and he thought of the anti-Jin spirit of Niujia Village many years ago.

Wang Chuyi felt slightly ashamed.

Their Quanzhen Sect originated from Wang Chongyang. Although they still uphold the righteous path, they are no longer very enthusiastic about resisting the Jin dynasty.

On the contrary, it was Ji Boying who inherited Wang Chongyang's will.

"I won't take your skills for nothing. You also practice Quanzhen Internal Energy, which can complement mine. I can pass on my Pure Capital Purple Minor Divine Skill to you. Your seventh master's Maiden of Yue Sword Technique was modified by sword masters in the Tang Dynasty. They took its agility but lost its power to kill enemies on the battlefield. I have a sword technique that may not be the best in the world, but it can complement your seventh master's sword technique. I believe they will not refuse."

Ji Boying smiled as he spoke.

He turned his head.

Yang Kang quickly lowered his head.

"Young master, would you like me to demonstrate?"

Yang Tiexin was eager to try.

"Don't rush. You haven't practiced your internal strength during this long journey, so don't damage your foundation."

"Daoist Priest Wang, do you know the art of traditional Chinese medicine?"

Wang Chuyi nodded.

"I only know the basics."

"Thank you for taking Yang Tiexin's pulse, Daoist Priest Wang."

Yang Tiexin refused repeatedly.

"Young master, why bother? My humble body is not worth making such a fuss over."

Ji Boying waved his hand.

"Alas, I've helped your whole family, you've given your life to me. If I damage your foundation, wouldn't I lose everything? Follow my orders."

Yang Tiexin said no more, but was deeply moved.

Wang Chuyi smiled and took the pulse for a while.

Switching between left and right hands, skillfully pressing the ruler and the inch.

Let's investigate carefully.

"He is vigorous and healthy, with no hidden illnesses. He has just been exposed to the elements and lost some energy. A little nourishment will do the trick. Perhaps the Yang family will flourish even more."

After saying that, Bian and Ji Boying burst into laughter.

Mu Nianci understood it to some extent, but Huang Rong and Guo Jing understood it completely.

"Let's show it to Madam Yang again."

Now that Yang Tiexin and Bao Xiruo have recognized each other and reconciled, they naturally no longer address each other as "Bao."

Soon after, "Madam Yang was in good health, even better than Brother Yang. She was just a little worried in previous years, but it didn't interfere with her work."

Wang Chuyi was rather mischievous.

Yang Tiexin and Bao Xiruo both blushed.

He simply clenched his fists tightly, refusing to loosen them even slightly.

Upon seeing this, Huang Rong shook her hair and tightly grasped Guo Jing's large hand.

After a quick bite, night fell and all was quiet.

The sounds of wind and insects in the mountains are quite drowsy.

By the second watch of the night, everyone was already fast asleep.

A figure gently rose and sat in the dilapidated temple, listening to the long, deep breaths of the crowd, remaining motionless.

After a few breaths, not daring to delay any longer, he tiptoed out of the dilapidated temple.

Yang Kang left the dilapidated temple and carefully fled a few hundred steps.

He was so nervous that he was Great Khan profusely.

On this cold winter night in the north, Yang Kang, wearing only an undergarment, felt no chill whatsoever.

No one knows how long it took for him to carefully move his feet, but finally, when he was far enough away, Yang Kang dared to run.

He ran for several miles before turning towards the location of the Jin soldiers.

"You chose this yourself."

In the darkness, Yang Kang's ecstatic joy vanished the moment he saw the figure who seemed to have been waiting for him at the crossroads.

For a moment, it felt as if I had fallen into an ice cellar, and my whole body was chilled to the bone.

The cold and fear made him tremble all over.

He couldn't help but want to back away, but he couldn't move his feet.

He could only kneel down on the ground with a thud.

"Young Master Ji... please spare my life! I had no intention of betraying you; I just wanted to find a remote mountain village to live out my days..."