Why are you so persistent?

The enormous Bone Flying Boat finally flew over Shaoyang Market Town.

The dozens of feet long Bone Boat slowly descended, its massive shadow gradually engulfing Su Fan and the others.

The overwhelming sense of pressure made Su Fan tremble with fear.

"Boom..."

The Bone Boat landed on the ground, and several cabin doors opened simultaneously. Countless Demonic Sect cultivators in black robes filed out.

At this moment, a Demonic Cultivator beside Su Fan exclaimed.

"Senior Brother, that Senior Sister is so beautiful..."

Not only Su Fan, but all the other Demonic Cultivators around looked in the direction he was pointing.

A female cultivator had just stepped out of the cabin.

She wore a black robe, her skirt gently fluttering in the morning breeze.

Like ripples on a tranquil lake, she exuded a cool serenity.

Her breathtakingly beautiful face was flawless, stunningly radiant.

Her skin was like snow, her black hair like a waterfall, and her figure graceful.

She looked like an immortal who had descended from a fairyland to the mortal realm.

Pure as ice, beautiful as a dream.

"Hiss..."

Gasps of air could be heard around Su Fan, and many Demonic Cultivators stared at her as if mesmerized.

Despite the female cultivator's stunning beauty, Su Fan didn't dare to look more than necessary. He quickly buried his head deep.

Damn it, that demoness actually came.

He had only suspected it before, but now it was confirmed.

It had been less than half an hour since he discovered the abnormality of the ghost face tattoo on his right arm in the early morning.

This meant the demoness could sense his presence within a hundred-mile radius at least.

Thinking of this, Su Fan's face turned pale.

He sat there nervously, cold sweat soaking through his Daoist robe.

Don't panic, just act normal.

He absolutely couldn't reveal any clues; if he was discovered, he was dead.

With this thought, Su Fan raised his head and, like everyone else, stared at Gu Qinghuan with feigned adoration.

Gu Qinghuan was long accustomed to such an atmosphere.

She walked down the gangway as if no one else was there, seemingly oblivious to the covetous gazes of the Demonic Cultivators.

"Cough..."

At this moment, someone behind Gu Qinghuan coughed softly.

Everyone felt a "buzz" in their heads, and their minds instantly cleared.

"Golden Core Senior..."

With a cry of surprise, everyone around was astonished and lowered their heads respectfully.

Only after Gu Qinghuan and the Golden Core True Person had walked a considerable distance did the Demonic Cultivators dare to look up.

"Oh my god, that scared me to death..."

"I almost offended a Golden Core Senior just now..."

"That Senior Sister was truly too beautiful..."

"Senior Brother, I think I'm in love..."

"Idiot, wake up, do you think you have a chance?"

"She's so beautiful, what's wrong with thinking about her..."

The Demonic Cultivators around Su Fan discussed excitedly.

Only he remained silent, sneering inwardly.

What a bunch of idiots. Beautiful, my ass. That's a demoness who kills without batting an eye.

The Demonic Cultivators on the Bone Boat finally disembarked.

Su Fan stood up from the ground and, blending in with the crowd, quietly entered the Bone Boat.

Using the token for boarding the Bone Boat, he actually managed to get a private cabin.

The cabin was small, about ten feet square, with only a bed and a cabinet, not even a chair.

There was a small window in the cabin, which was at least better than a confinement cell.

If he had to stay here for a few days, he would surely suffocate from boredom.

Although the "Invisibility and Qi Concealment Talisman" hadn't expired yet, Su Fan was still a bit uneasy and slapped another one onto himself.

At this point, he could only leave it to fate.

Behind that demonic girl just now, there was an old demon from the Golden Core realm following her.

The Demonic Sect might not have much else, but they certainly didn't lack all sorts of strange and bizarre methods.

There was nothing they couldn't do that you couldn't imagine.

Su Fan was now praying to gods and buddhas, begging the Bone Boat to fly faster and stop dawdling.

"Buzz..."

Finally, the massive Bone Boat vibrated.

The Bone Flying Boat slowly began to lift off the ground, leaving Shaoyang Market Town.

Su Fan, pressed against the window, watched Shaoyang Market Town shrink into the distance, a sense of inexplicable melancholy rising in his heart.

He had stayed in Shaoyang Market for over a year, and there were many things worth remembering.

Leaving this time, perhaps he would never return in his life.

At this moment, Gu Qinghuan stood with her hands behind her back at the entrance of the market town, her cold eyes fixed on the dilapidated shantytown in the distance.

"Little thief, as long as you're still here, I don't believe I can't find you..."

The old man standing behind her looked at her with gentle eyes.

Who would have thought that a low-level rogue cultivator could cause a slight flaw in this girl's Dao Heart.

A Heavenly Spirit Root with the Extreme Yin Physique, Great Perfection of Qi Refining at twenty years old.

Other cultivators struggled to reach Foundation Establishment, finding it as difficult as ascending to heaven.

But for a genius like her, these were not issues.

If she hadn't deliberately suppressed it, she might have reached Foundation Establishment without even realizing it.

The Sect Master was right; her cultivation progress was too fast, and her past experiences had been too smooth, clearly lacking in mental fortitude.

Encountering a hurdle now was truly not a bad thing for her.

Reaching Foundation Establishment later was not a big deal, but if her Dao Heart was not clear and transparent, it would significantly impact her future cultivation.

The future of the Ghost King Sect depended entirely on this girl.

Gu Qinghuan took a deep breath. Even today, she clearly remembered the face of that little thief.

She wished she could flay his skin and extract his soul, ensuring he never found peace even in eternal damnation.

She knew clearly that the little thief must have used a Secret Technique or Magic Tools to temporarily conceal his aura.

But she wasn't in a hurry. Even the best Secret Techniques or Magic Tools weren't foolproof; there were always loopholes to exploit.

As long as this little thief was still in the market town, he would eventually reveal himself.

Even sensing the slightest trace of his aura would allow her to easily capture him.

Gu Qinghuan's thoughts were quite good, but how could she know that Su Fan was already on the Bone Boat, leaving Shaoyang Market?

After the Bone Boat flew for over a month, Su Fan's heart finally settled down.

He had been in a state of fear and trepidation the entire journey, unable to even sleep soundly.

In the past few days, he occasionally overheard other demonic cultivators chatting and learned that this Bone Boat was heading towards the distant Liangzhou.

Su Fan had no one to complain to; he was getting further and further away from Ganzhou.

He didn't know if he would still be able to make it to the Yuqing Sect after breaking through to Late Qi Refining.

Thinking so much now was useless.

Given the current situation, whether he could even return to Yongzhou in the future was questionable.

But what could Su Fan do? The demonic girl had come knocking on his door.

If he didn't run now, was he supposed to wait to be captured and have his soul extracted and refined, making his life worse than death?

Su Fan couldn't understand it; he hadn't done anything to her.

What kind of deep-seated hatred was this, to go to such lengths?

If he had truly offended her, he would have accepted it.

Even if he had just touched her, it would have been worth dying for.

But he hadn't even touched a single hair on her, so why was she relentlessly pursuing him?

Why was a proud daughter of the Demonic Sect like her picking a fight with a low-level rogue cultivator like him?

Forget it, he couldn't afford to provoke women anymore.

They held grudges way too damn much.