Run for It!

Faced with the charging group, Luo Jun and his companions naturally wouldn't sit idly by. They all drew their weapons, with Lu Fei even drawing his Ring Pommel Ancient Blade. His body surged with inner energy as he roared, "We are from the Hundred Rivers Sect! Does the Sword Saint Sect intend to wage war on our territory...?"

The Sword Saint Sect was also quite powerful, and Lu Fei wasn't confident in fighting them outnumbered, so he announced his name to intimidate them.

Sure enough, upon hearing the name Hundred Rivers Sect, everyone from the Sword Saint Sect hesitated for a moment...

Just then, Luo Jun suddenly put his hand on Lu Fei's shoulder and whispered, "Come with me!"

Lu Fei was slightly taken aback, but then he saw Luo Jun raise his hand and throw out a smoke bomb the size of an apple. With a bang, it exploded into a cloud of purple mist, enveloping half the street!

The fog was extremely strange. When Lu Fei was inside it, he immediately felt dizzy and disoriented, unable to distinguish Southwestern Branch. Everything in front of him was purple, and he could only barely see within a meter or two around him. He could hear people screaming and things being knocked over. Clearly, everyone was disoriented in the fog and was wandering around like headless flies.

However, Luo Jun, who was beside him, seemed to be completely unaffected. He led him, Zhao Jian, and Xu Yiming through the fog, skillfully avoiding people and obstacles along the way.

As they passed the snack stall, Luo Jun paused for a moment, handed the large string of copper coins to the bewildered Old Man, and then carried away the rake with dozens of Sour Spirit Fruit stuck in it. A short while later, he led Lu Fei and the others out of the purple mist.

"What kind of fog is this? It's so eerie..." Lu Fei, who had finally seen the light of day again, took a deep breath and looked back. "Didn't those Sword Saint Sect disciples chase after us?"

"Those guys are still lost in there!" Luo Jun chuckled. "In this fog, forget about Southwestern Branch; you can't even tell which way is which. You think you're moving forward, but you might actually be going in circles. You won't be able to get out anytime soon..."

"It's nothing, it's nothing..." Luo Jun waved his hand, "It's all taken care of. You can ask my senior Senior Brother if you don't believe me."

Ling Xin? He saw us? Luo Jun was taken aback, but then smiled broadly and said, "We encountered a little accident and got into trouble with the Sword Saint Sect's disciples, otherwise we would have been back long ago..."

"Oh dear, I was so busy shopping that I didn't check the time. Let's hurry back to the inn!"

"Thank you, Martial Uncle!" Luo Jun said, taking a few more skewers.

"Then how can you tell directions?" Xu Yiming asked in surprise.

The group jogged back to the inn, arriving fifteen minutes late. The towering Teacher Tie stood at the inn's entrance, his face stern, as if he were catching a late PE teacher.

"So what are you carrying that thing for?" Zhao Jian looked at the rake on his shoulder. "Just buying a few strings would have been enough, but you bought them all..."

Teacher Tie's eyes lit up when she saw the snacks, and she pursed her lips, saying, "Go inside. Be careful next time you go out." Her tone softened considerably.

"So you know how to come back?" Tie Jingang sneered. "What did you say when you disbanded? This isn't your home; there's danger everywhere... If Ling Xin hadn't told me she saw you rushing back, I would have gone to search the town for you!"

"A disciple of the Sword Saint Sect?" Tie Jingang was taken aback, then asked with concern, "Are you alright?"

"Martial Uncle, there's no need to get angry with them!" With that, Luo Jun handed over a string of Sour Spirit Fruit: "A local specialty, sweet and sour, perfect for helping Martial Uncle digest..."

Lu Fei and his two companions glanced at him, thinking, "So skilled? You managed to shake off the Sword Saint Sect's disciple with a single smokescreen, and you're blaming him for it? Don't you even bother to think before you lie?"

"Of course it'll work!" Luo Jun laughed. Just then, a distant bell rang.

Lu Fei and the others nodded in agreement, confirming that they had indeed encountered members of the Sword Saint Sect. Upon Tie Jingang snorted coldly, "This is outrageous! To retaliate over such a trivial matter is simply petty and selfish. Does the Sword Saint Sect have no sense of self-awareness as a prestigious sect?"

Nonsense, you only have a certain level of perception, and you're in the same fog as me?

While internally complaining, Luo Jun could only say aloud, "I'm a user of a Noble Phantasm, I'm unaffected..."

"I don't like these sweet and sour things... Only little girls eat this..." Old Tie said, but still took it without hesitation.

The group entered the inn, Lu Fei whispered, "How did you know Teacher Tie likes to eat this stuff?"

"I don't know..." Luo Jun blinked. "But I know he loves snacks. When we ate, he ordered an extra plate of peanuts, but he didn't drink alcohol... Also, he always carried dried fruit and snacks in his pocket, taking a bite every now and then, and he wouldn't let go of any wild fruit he encountered by the roadside, so I guess he loves anything edible."

"That makes sense..." Zhao Jian glanced at Teacher Tie's retreating figure. "A picky eater wouldn't grow this tall..."

"Alright, let's divide the rest among the Senior Brother and the other classmates," Luo Jun said with a smile. "We found this money, so everyone gets a share..."

"You're quite generous," Lu Fei chuckled.

"I'm actually quite stingy..." Luo Jun said in a low voice, "But I don't think that spoiled brat Ying Er will let this go so easily. If she comes asking for money again, I'll tell her we'll share the money with everyone to eat snacks..."

Upon hearing this, Lu Fei's expression changed, and his gaze towards Luo Jun was completely different. "You're truly insidious!"

Luo Jun chuckled, "You actually believe that? You think a skewer of snacks will make someone risk their life? Hurry up and help me divide it!"

He was just joking, of course. At dinner, even though they didn't eat his food, his classmates still stepped in to help him out, which warmed Luo Jun's heart. This Sour Spirit Fruit was less of Kidnapping and more of a gesture of gratitude.

Seven or eight o'clock is considered late for people in the Middle Ages, but for students from modern society, the nightlife is just beginning. Although they dare not leave the inn due to Teacher Tie's orders, most of the students are also unable to sleep. They sit in groups of three or five in his lobby, some chatting, some playing cards they have just learned in town, making it quite lively.

At this moment, Luo Jun took the lead in distributing Sour Spirit Fruit to everyone. These fruits are sweet and sour, appetizing and good for digestion, perfect as an after-dinner snack. Although they weren't very valuable, the students appreciated the gesture, and those who initially had some prejudice against Luo Jun as a direct-entry student changed their opinions considerably.

"Here, Ling Xin, I'll give you a big one!"

Luo Jun handed it to Ling Xin with a grin. Although she was always cold to him, they were high school classmates after all, and the Golden Peak Witch was a powerful figure to him. He still hoped to get closer to her.

If it were the old Luo Jun, he probably would have thought Ling Xin was rather aloof and wouldn't have dared to approach her. But after interacting with her through the identity of "Night," Luo Jun realized that Ling Xin was just a little reserved, but actually quite kind-hearted... Moreover, during this trip to the Martial World, whether it was the bandit attack or the provocation from the Sword Saint Sect, she had helped him in every way, so at least it was clear that she didn't dislike him.

Ling Xin glanced at Luo Jun, then at the bunch of Sour Spirit Fruit, reached out and took them, softly saying "Thank you."

"I should be thanking you!" Luo Jun laughed. "Thanks to you for splitting that silver, otherwise I'm afraid my imagination would have run wild."

"It's nothing, just a small favor." Ling Xin took the Sour Spirit Fruit and turned away slightly. After Luo Jun left, she took a small bite.

"It tastes great..."

"Huh?!" Before she could even swallow the Sour Spirit Fruit in her mouth, Ling Xin frowned and turned to look at the gate.

At the same time, the inn's main gate, which had just closed, suddenly split in two, and a Sword Qi shot in!

Clang!

A tall figure stood in front of the door, using his thick qi to withstand the Sword Qi; it was Tie Jingang!

The students Village Chief the room were startled and quickly grabbed their weapons to look outside. They saw several disciples of the Sword Saint Sect standing outside, Killing Intent.

Tie Jingang frowned slightly. "What does the Sword Saint Sect mean by this? Is it really worth such a small matter to be so ruthless? Isn't that a bit too domineering?"

The tall, imposing man who was leading the attack stepped forward. It was none other than Senior Brother Wu, who had previously spearheaded the attack on Luo Jun and his group. At this moment, his face was contorted with rage and fury, a far cry from his previous kind and honest demeanor.

"A trivial matter?" Senior Brother Wu's eyes widened in fury as he gritted his teeth and said, "My junior sister's life is a trivial matter?!"

As he spoke, he stepped aside slightly. Only then did everyone see that behind him, a disciple of the Sword Saint Sect was carrying the yellow-clad girl, Ying Er, on his back. Ying'er's face was purplish-blue, her skin was festering, and she was unconscious...

(End of this chapter)