Saving People

My Master had repeatedly warned me that entering the mist carried a great risk of getting lost within it. Qin Fengming had come only to see if there was indeed any mist, but he hadn't seen any until now. Disappointed, he decided to turn back the way he came. (www..com)

But just as Qin Fengming was about to return, he suddenly heard intermittent sounds of rocks crumbling in the distance ahead, interspersed with shouts.

Such sounds suddenly appearing in these dense, mountainous woods startled even Qin Fengming. He immediately judged that someone was fighting a wild beast.

Since he had encountered such a situation, Qin Fengming naturally wouldn't just leave. His body immediately paused, and after listening carefully, he had already identified the source of the sounds. Drawing his precious sword, he moved swiftly, unleashing his Azure Cloud Maze movement technique and charging towards the origin of the sounds.

Moving silently for forty to fifty zhang, Qin Fengming saw through the dense forest ahead that in a relatively flat small valley about thirty zhang away, a person covered by a yellow light shield was being circled by a mass of purple light outside the shield, spinning rapidly.

Behind the purple light mass was a giant blade, about ten chi long, flashing with white light, like a white ribbon, relentlessly pursuing. The entire scene was extremely bizarre. Upon seeing it, Qin Fengming froze on the spot; this was something he had never witnessed before.

Qin Fengming stopped, his face blank. It reminded him of the second young master of the Zhang Clan he had killed a year ago. The person before him was undoubtedly a cultivator, currently locked in a stalemate with that purple object. But he didn't know what that purple object was.

Judging by the speed of the purple light mass and the flying sword, they were two fen faster than his Azure Cloud Maze movement technique.

Seeing that the battle was intense and neither side had noticed his arrival, Qin Fengming silently moved forward another dozen or so zhang. At this point, he was only a dozen or so zhang away from the battlefield. The scene of the battle ahead became clearer.

He saw that within the purple light mass was a small purple beast. This beast rapidly circled the yellow light shield, occasionally spitting out a purple light ball that struck the wall of the yellow light shield. With a bang, the yellow light shield only wobbled slightly before stabilizing again.

Whenever the flying sword chasing the small purple beast slowed down even slightly, the figure would point a finger in the air. The sword would let out a clear chime, and its speed would increase again.

At this moment, the person within the yellow light shield was holding a piece of ore that glowed with a green light in each hand, seemingly cultivating. Looking at the ore, it was the same type he had escorted before.

The person within the light shield was staring intently at the small purple beast, his face showing anxiety.

After another period equivalent to a meal, the yellow light shield was struck by the small purple beast, wobbling much more significantly than before. At the same time, it emitted rumbling sounds, clearly indicating that the person inside couldn't hold on much longer.

The speed of the flying sword had also greatly diminished. Although the small purple beast's speed had slowed down, the power of the purple light balls it spat out had not decreased at all.

Just then, the small purple beast spat out a purple light ball, hitting the yellow light shield precisely. With a "boom," the yellow light shield suddenly vanished. In an instant, a young man in a black long shirt was revealed.

This young man's face was pale, and his eyes showed undisguised terror.

He pointed a finger, and the flying sword "swished" back to his front, circling non-stop. The young man's face was filled with tension as he warily watched the small beast about ten zhang away.

Seeing this, the small beast also stopped, its eyes flashing with sinister light as it stared intently at the person in black. The two remained in a standoff for about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

Suddenly, the small beast attacked, opening its mouth and spitting a purple light ball directly at the man in black.

At the same time, it pushed off with its four paws, its body flashing as it lunged at the man with extreme speed. Its front claws were incredibly sharp, flashing with a chilling coldness that was astonishing.

The man in black pointed at the flying sword, and with a "swish," it met the purple light ball. Simultaneously, he flicked a yellow piece of paper forward. As the paper flew, it transformed into a fist-sized fireball and struck towards the small purple beast.

The speeds of both sides were incredibly fast, as if they had agreed to attack at the same time.

The small purple beast seemed to have anticipated this. Its body flashed, dodging the fireball. It turned in mid-air and lunged at the man in black again.

The man in black could no longer afford to flick another paper. He had no choice but to quickly dodge to the side, moving two to three zhang away. However, despite his speed, he still failed to avoid the small purple beast's attack.

One of the small purple beast's claws landed squarely on his arm, instantly leaving a wound that was deep enough to see bone. The young man in black was not lightly injured this time.

The small purple beast landed on the ground, turned around, and without any hesitation, prepared to pounce again.

Just then, a crystal-clear object suddenly appeared beside it. By the time it tried to dodge, it was too late. With a "plop," the blue object entered its body, and instantly, half of the small purple beast's body was frozen on the spot.

At this moment, five more objects struck the small beast, and it immediately collapsed to the ground, unable to move.

As the small beast fell, a boy of sixteen or seventeen suddenly appeared on the scene. With a flash, he reached the small purple beast. With a raise of his hand and a drop of his sword, the small purple beast's head was severed. The entire process was completed almost instantaneously, as if it had been rehearsed many times.

This boy was none other than Qin Fengming, who had been watching from the side for a long time. Seeing that the man in black was in dire straits, he had already prepared to act.

Seeing the small beast injure the man in black, he decisively acted as it turned. He then unleashed all his skills, killing the small beast on the spot. Although he didn't know how the small beast had become so powerful, he knew one thing: he only had one chance to act. If he couldn't kill it, his own life would be in danger.

The man in black thought he was about to become the small beast's meal. He was regretting his greed for treasure, which had led him to try and kill this beast alone. At this point, he had already prepared to self-detonate his treasures, intending to make a final effort.

But in a sudden turn of events, the small beast was dead on the spot. Seeing someone kill the small beast, the young man suddenly sat down on the ground. After calming himself, he carefully examined the person who had killed the small beast.

"Thank you, fellow cultivator, for your timely intervention. Otherwise, I would have perished under this beast's claws. May I ask your name, fellow cultivator? And where do you cultivate?" The young man in black, after stabilizing his mind, stood up again and cupped his fists towards Qin Fengming, speaking very politely.

Fellow cultivator? Qin Fengming was stunned when he heard this. He didn't understand where the term "fellow cultivator" came from. He wasn't wearing Daoist robes, so how could the young man in black call him that?